Dog Taoist priest and Zheng Youqian were not only close friends of life and death, but also... well, they went in both directions, but they ended up doing the splits.

After learning about the past of the two, Yan Shouyi suddenly relaxed like everyone else and stood aside with his hands on his hips to watch the fun.

Long Feicheng even took out a pack of melon seeds from his backpack and watched the show with his legs crossed.

There are not many opportunities to watch the elders fight.

When Yan Shou saw Long Feicheng’s appearance, he became very angry. He walked to Long Feicheng and asked:

“You’re almost done. Uncle Dog and Lao Qiantou are both broken, and you actually sit here eating melon seeds?"

Long Feicheng shrank his head: "I... Where did I go wrong?"
< br />"Don't you know if I didn't tell you if I had melon seeds? I want to share them with my brothers?" Yan Shouyi grabbed a handful of melon seeds from Long Feicheng and squatted next to him to continue eating the melon seeds.

I saw that Dog Taoist and Zheng Youqian deliberately maintained the same level of fighting power, and the fight was very exciting.

The dog Taoist slapped Zheng Youqian, and Zheng Youqian kicked the dog Taoist in the butt.

Zheng Youqian pulled out the dog Taoist priest’s hair, and the dog Taoist priest took out Zheng Youqian’s bird eggs.

When the two of them fought, it was as sinister as it could be, and as nasty as it could be. It didn’t look like a master at all, but more like a street gang fighting, using all its damaging moves. .

In the end, the two of them grabbed each other's lifeline at the same time, and both of them screamed.

"Lao Qian, stop it, stop it!" the dog Taoist roared, "Master Taoist, I haven't given birth to a baby yet!"

Zheng Youqian laughed loudly: "I don't care. The house is full of children and grandchildren, I’m not afraid!”

“Fuck!”

The dog Taoist couldn’t bear it anymore and called Lao Huang to come and help, but Lao Huang watched with interest. , had no intention of helping at all.

"Shouyi! Shouyi! Come and help uncle!" The dog Taoist turned to Yan Shouyi for help, "Help me kill this son of a bitch!"

Yan Shouyi hesitated and said: "It's not good, right?"

Zheng Youqian also roared: "Damn it, when did the older generation ask the younger generation to help when they fight? You You don’t talk about martial arts!”

The dog Taoist laughed and said: “Shouyi is my nephew. If you have the ability, find a nephew to come and have a fight with him?”
< br />Zheng Youqian had no choice but to let go. Unexpectedly, the dog Taoist priest was so insidious that he grabbed hold of him tightly before letting go, which made Zheng Youqian roll over in pain.

Seeing this, the Dog Taoist said proudly: "Hahaha, you old man, in the end, I am the better Taoist master!"

"Huh, that's not necessarily true!"

Zheng Youqian said, throwing a belt out of his arms. The dog Taoist glanced at it, and then his baggy pants fell directly to his heels.

Lan Qihuan and other village women quickly covered their eyes in shame.

The dog Taoist priest's face was red, he was so embarrassed and angry, he pulled up his pants, stepped forward and kicked Zheng Youqian's feet, and cursed: "If I had known about the Taoist priest, I would have given you your other hand as well. If you cut it off, it will be a disaster anyway!"

This contest can be said to be a back-and-forth, extremely exciting.

Li Genmiao saw that it was almost done, and signaled Pan Zhengyi with his eyes, and Pan Zhengyi came out to smooth things over:

"Okay, you guys have to fight and scold, it's almost time. Are you reconciled? Although our positions are different now, we don’t talk about outside matters in Taoyuan Village. We are still good brothers... How about we go to Xiaolan’s house for dinner at noon and let Xiaolan show us her skills? "

Zheng Youqian was slightly behind, and now he wanted to regain his face. As he climbed up from the snow, he muttered:

"Xiaolan is not easy to get down. Cook, if it weren't for her sake, I would turn you into a wheelbarrow today!"

The dog Taoist snorted a few times and stopped choking with Zheng Youqian.

When Lan Qihuan saw that the two of them had finally calmed down, he said softly and a little shyly: "I'm going to prepare...Shouyi, Auntie Xiaolan has never entertained you, what do you want to eat today?" Is that it? Aunt Xiaolan will make it for you."

Yan Shouyi was stunned and looked at Lan Qihuan.

From the eyes of this beautiful woman, he did not see any hostility. She was just the most ordinary aunt next door, very similar to Aunt Zheng Zhaodi from Xiangjiang whom he had met in the past.

It seems that in her eyes, everyone’s relationship has not changed.

At this time, Yan Shouyi felt a little complicated. He didn't know how his father would respond to the kindness of these uncles and aunts if he were here.

After the fight, the dog Taoist priest seemed to compromise a little. He patted Yan Shouyi on the shoulder and said:

"Let's give Lao Pan some face. Eat him a meal... No, we want to impoverish them and defeat them, and see what they can do with our Folklore Research Association in the future!"

Miaoji also clasped her hands together and faced Yan Mamoru nodded.

Yan Shouyi agreed.

　……

There is no point of view in Taoyuan Village and no foreign affairs are discussed.

After accepting this rule, everyone’s relationship became a little more harmonious, except for Li Genmiao.

Dog Taoist and Miao Ji had a slightly better attitude towards Pan Shiyi and Zheng Youqian, but they were still very cold and hostile towards Li Genmiao.

Perhaps it was because they knew that Li Genmiao was destined to have a decisive battle with them one day, and Lao Pan and the others still had room for maneuver. After all, they had been getting along for so many years, and there was no reason for them not to show any affection at all.

In the middle of the way, while Miaoji was going to pee, Yan Shouyi followed him and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Miaoji, Lao Pan and the others all went to Xuanshan A member of the Thirteen Taibao, don't you think it's strange?"

Miaoji asked doubtfully: "What are you referring to?"

Yan Shouyi asked: "Although The core members of the New Xuanshan Sect are the old members of the Thirteenth Taibao, but the leader is Li Genmiao, who has nothing to do with the Thirteenth Taibao. In this case, why did Li Genmiao insist on naming this organization the New Xuanshan Sect? He is so What is the purpose of doing it?"

"Well...the question you raised is worth thinking about, but I don't know the reason." Miaoji answered truthfully.

Yan Shouyi frowned: "Isn't it because Li Genmiao was once a member of the Thirteen Taibao?"

Miaoji shook her head decisively: "On this point, you Don’t worry, I can be sure that there is no Li Genmiao among the Thirteen Taibao.”

Although the size of the Thirteen Taibao in the later period had already exceeded the thirteen people, Miaoji had a deep relationship with them, and each of them had a name. He remembered his identity clearly.

Only Li Genmiao does not exist.

But getting such an answer makes Li Genmiao’s behavior even more weird.

Since Li Genmiao has nothing to do with the New Xuanshan Sect, why did he have to create a New Xuanshan Sect? Is it just to disgust my dad?

The two of them thought about it for a while, but couldn't get an answer, so they had to give up.

After going to the dry toilet, the two of them were so cold that their buttocks hurt. At this moment, Lan Qihuan heard news from the other end that lunch was ready, and urged everyone to hurry over, and the two of them limped. He limped along with the large army and went to Lan Qihuan's small courtyard.