Seeing that most of the old man surnamed Qiu went upstairs, Huang Rong smiled and wanted to tease her. I quickly grabbed Huang Rong, shook her head slightly, and signaled to see. The two old men surnamed Qiu looked exactly the same. God knew whether the one who came here was Qianzhang or Qianren. Moreover, when the old man went upstairs, he had already glanced at the entire restaurant. When his eyes passed by Huang Rong and me, he did not stop at all, and there was no strange color on his face, as if he had no impression of me and Huang Rong. If he had not had such a good acting skills, he might have been the real Qiu Qianren.

Qiu Laoer's carefree behavior attracted everyone's attention. Qiu Laoer seemed to be used to this scene. She ordered some wine and dishes and poured and drank it on her own, which was very pleasant.

Yang Kai was very informative and whispered to his elder brother Yin Wuji: "Brother, is that old man the famous iron palm floating on the water that was floating on the water?"

Yin Wuji nodded and said, "It should be good at dressing. Legend has it that this old man practiced behind closed doors and didn't even care about the Iron Palm Gang's slap. Now the Iron Palm Gang is in chaos, why did he meet here?"

Yang Kai shook his head and said, "What if he doesn't matter, anyway, if you meet a martial arts master here, you will be destined to be a martial arts master. He is a martial arts senior. Let's go up and toast him with a bowl of wine." As he said that, he pulled Yin Wuji, and walked forward with the bowl of wine.

Mr. Qiu was quite a bit of a martial arts predecessor. He nodded slightly to Yin Wuji and Yang Kai, and signaled to sit down. When the two of them reported their names, he nodded and said, "It turns out that the two are Yin and Yang Ying. When they saw it today, they are indeed famous. They are indeed outstanding talents of the younger generation." He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said lightly: "The Leng Master of the Youth is so good now. We met twenty years ago."

Yin Wuji quickly clasped his fists and said, "You said that Old Master Leng passed away ten years ago. Now my sect is dominated by the son of Old Master Leng."

I heard the word "holy fire" on the side, and my heart moved. I quickly looked at the outfits of Yin Wuji and Yang Kai carefully. I found that there was a small flame embroidered on the corners of their clothes. I recalled that they had just eaten and had just drunk some wine. Although they only ate vegetables for the dishes on the table, and the chicken, duck, fish and meat were not moved at all. I knew it in my heart. They must have recognized it from the Ming Cult, but I just don’t know if it is called the Ming Cult now.

When I thought of the Ming Cult, I naturally thought of the famous Great Transfer Magical Art, and I couldn't help but feel greedy. But then I burst into laughter. I still couldn't change my greed. Not to mention that the Great Transfer Magical Art is a martial art dedicated to the leader of the tutor. Even if I got the magical art, I would not have such strong internal strength to practice it. Maybe I would become obsessed with it. After all, I would have dispelled my greed and practiced my little Wuxianggong honestly.

As soon as I was distracted, I didn't notice what the people next to me were talking about. Yang Kai slapped the table suddenly and shouted: "I respect you as a martial arts senior, so I just drank with you. I didn't expect you to be so shameless."

Yin Wuji pulled his brother's arm and said angrily: "There is no other thing. Since we don't talk about it, there is nothing to say." As he said that, he pulled his brother to my table angrily, clasped his fists at me, and said: "Brother Yang, my brothers have no intention of drinking. Today is rude. On the day when we meet again, my brothers and I invite you to drink again." As they said that, they glared at Lao Er Qiu and turned to go downstairs.

I was a little puzzled and asked Huang Rong gently: "Rong'er, I was thinking about things just now, but I didn't pay attention to their conversation. What did the old man say make the two brothers Yin Wuji react so much."

Huang Rong curled her lips and said disdainfully: "What else can the old liar say? It's not the same thing as Guiyun Village, and she wants others to accompany him as a traitor."

I suddenly realized how could the people in the Ming Cult become traitors? This old man Qiu was indeed kicked to the iron plate. It seemed that if Yin Wuji had not taken into account the reputation of the iron palm floating on the water, he might have already taken action. However, when he saw that Qiu was scolded, he still looked like an old god, and he began to suspect that he was just a swing.

Mr. Qiu stopped eating, paid the bill, and went downstairs swaggeringly, but didn't look at me at all. I laughed in my heart. His acting skills were indeed good, but they were trying to cover up. I was already sure that this old man was just a swing.

I pulled Huang Rong, put the silver ingot on the table, and followed Lao Qiu out of the restaurant behind Lao Qiu. I followed Lao Qiu out of the city and came to a nearby woods. I saw Lao Qiu still walking forward, without any intention of stopping. If I follow this, I didn’t know when it would be. I immediately shouted: “Old Qiu, we have been away from Yunzhuang for less than two months, why are you looking at no one?”

Qiu Laoer turned around and looked surprised and stroked his white beard and asked, "Two little babies, have you recognized the wrong person? I have never been to Guiyun Village."

Huang Rong was a little confused by the expression of Qiu Laoer. He asked softly behind me: "Brother Yang, is this old man really not the Qiu Qianren we know?"

Although I have already determined that it is Qiu Qianzhang, I will make sure it is better to be cautious. I immediately put down the phoenix piano from behind, hugged it horizontally in my chest, and smiled and said, "I have heard that the Daming of the iron palm floats on the water for a long time. I want to ask the martial arts seniors to appreciate the song." As I said that, my right hand plucked the strings of the piano, and a sound blade hit Qiu Laoer's right shoulder.

As expected, Qiu Laoer fell down and covered his right shoulder and shouted in a mess: "Young man is rude, and he actually attacked me." It was indeed the old liar Qiu Qianzhang. My voice blade had tried it on the old naughty boy at the sea. If I reach the level of the old naughty boy, the voice blade could only scratch my clothes and could not hurt anyone. Of course, this does not rule out the factor of my lack of skills, but according to this logic, the guy in front of me was 100% the old liar Qiu Qianzhang.

Since I am not a master, I can only exist as a joke. I looked at Qiu Qianzhang getting up in a mess and smiled at Huang Rong: "Rong'er, try the new skills that Qi Gong teaches you. Your current stick technique is the best to use to beat this old thing."

Huang Rong giggled when she heard this, pulled out the dog-beating stick from my waist, jumped up and swept it to the ground with the word "trip" technique. Qiu Qianzhang still had some ability. Seeing the bamboo stick attacking the lower plate, he quickly rushed up and finally avoided a move. But Huang Rong's dog-beating stick technique was so exquisite that the word "trip" technique was like a big river in the Yangtze River, and it came continuously, without giving Qiu Qianzhang a chance to breathe. Qiu Qianzhang hid a few times, but was still tripped by the bamboo stick.

Qiu Qianzhang lay on the ground, suddenly covered his stomach and said with a bitter face: "Two juniors, taking advantage of the fact that my stomach is not convenient for me to do, show off in front of me, and have the ability to ask me to give me respect and clean it up in advance. Then let you two juniors see what the means of masters are." As he said that, he was about to untie the belt.

When Huang Rong saw this old guy being a scoundrel, she spat, knocked Qiu Qianzhang on the leg, turned around and retreated behind me. Seeing that the plan succeeded, Qiu Qianzhang carried his belt, covered his stomach, and arched his waist to run towards the woods. When she was about to run into the woods, she saw us chasing us unintentionally, jumped in the distance and shouted: "Boy named Yang, don't be arrogant, one day let you know the interests of grandpa."

This threat is meaningless to me. If his brother Qiu Qianren said this, it would be a bit important. But if it comes from Qiu Qianzhang's mouth, it would be just a wrecked dog barking. He smiled and said to Huang Rong: "Rong'er, this old man Qiu has the unparalleled shit escape technique in the world. We should be careful next time we see it."

Huang Rong looked at Qiu Qianzhang's back as she was walking away with her belt, and smiled so hard that her branches trembled, saying, "This old liar is so shameless. I don't know how he made such a big name."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly said, "Rong'er, if this guy had either done something wrong in practicing martial arts, or had been deceived by the old man just now. But I see that old man's personality is not like a real martial arts master, probably the latter is the most. The world is so big, and there are all kinds of strange things. Maybe there are two people who look exactly the same."

Even if Huang Rong just smiled and didn't take it to heart, I didn't care. As long as I followed Huang Rong, I would naturally pay attention to the authenticity of Qiu Qianren and would not let Huang Rong suffer a loss. The most urgent task is to go to the Yueyang Conference of the Beggars' Sect quickly. After confirming their identity, I could go to Mo Chou. With the powerful intelligence network of the Beggars' Sect, it should be easy to find a little girl.

As I was worried about Mochou, I had no intention of traveling around the mountains and rivers, so I came to Yueyang in a few days. Along the way, I met many beggars, all of whom were more than six or seven cloth bags on their backs. Obviously, they were all gang members who attended the Yueyang Conference. When they saw the dog-beating stick on my waist, everyone saluted respectfully. At the beginning, I could still give back one by one, but I had to give back more than a hundred times a day, and no one would feel upset. I immediately ignored the rules of the Beggars' Gang and wrapped the dog-beating stick with white cloth. They rode a horse with Huang Rong and waved away, and ignored the beggars of all sizes on the road.

When I arrived in Yueyang, I naturally had to sit in Yueyang Tower. This restaurant is famous for the Yueyang Tower notes written by Fan Zhongyan. I had to talk about Fan Wenzheng's life when drinking in the restaurant. Although I admire this kind of moral integrity of "worrying about the world before the world is happy", I would never do it. How could Huang Rong understand the hatred and family hatred at a young age? She only had a general understanding of these poems. After talking about them, they turned to some poems about love and romance, and they were very excited about them.
Chapter completed!