"Wait!"
Mother Hu's face turned pale with anger. She shouted loudly, then came over and stood beside me.
"Okay, since you want to fight, let's stop playing like children and let's practice. Zhang Chunmei, do you dare to compete with me? Old Huangtou, how about you come?"
The expressions of the two men changed slightly and they remained silent.
Hu Ma looked at Master Zhao again, and Master Zhao chuckled: "Look at what I'm doing. I've already talked about the children. I won't get involved with you."
Liu Sanye coughed twice and said, "Sister Hu, this is your fault. The children are making gestures. What are you doing down there? Pay attention to your identity."
Mother Hu said with a cold face: "Since you don't follow the rules, we don't have to follow the rules. Xiaofan has only been out for a few months. If you let him compete like this, isn't it harmful to people?"
Master Zhao was shy and pointed at Ma Yunfeng: "My child has only been out for less than a year. If you are afraid, just say you are afraid and don't make excuses. Besides, this is a comparison between the old immortal's ability and his disciple's ability." It doesn’t matter how long it takes or how old you are. If you are not good enough, give in as soon as possible and don’t embarrass yourself here.”
I said to Hu’s mother: “It’s okay. Now that we’ve talked about it, I’ll compete with him.”
Hu Ma said anxiously: "No, Pan Dao fighting skills have always been divided into civil and martial arts halls. This thing can only be competed by martial arts halls, but you are a martial arts hall, you will suffer a loss."
Mr. Liu curled his lips and said, "Wen Tang? Wen Tang, why are you going to smash someone else's door? This isn't very good."
This sentence after sentence, the rush has reached this point, I think it is impossible to escape, unless I give in and admit defeat.
But if I do that, it won’t be my character, Wu Xiaofan.
At this moment, Uncle Ma, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.
I saw him picking up the fan on the table, opening it with a swipe, and fanning slowly.
"Xiao Fan, you don't need to say anything to them. Isn't it just a red stripe? Who is that? Your surname is Ma, right? There are rules in this industry. Since you proposed it, you have to do it first. .Don’t stand there anymore, hurry up, the iron chain will get cold after a while.”
Uncle Ma has a mouth that shuts up everyone every time he opens his mouth.
Ma Yunfeng's eyes darkened, and he nodded: "That's right, since we are competing, let's fight for real. Stop talking nonsense. It's a mule or a horse. Let's lead it out for a run."
Uncle Ma smiled again: "Yes, hurry up and get started. Let us see whether you are a mule or a horse."
In terms of talking skills, if these people are tied together, they can't take advantage of Uncle Ma in the slightest.
Ma Yunfeng couldn't hold back his anger. He gritted his teeth and came to the iron chain. Old Huangtou began to pray to him.
Of course he won't do it directly.
Brushing red sticks is also called stroking wicker sticks. The two gods must beat the drum and invite the old immortal down, and the orifices must be tied to death in order to practice this unique skill.
This group of people has long been uneasy, because Old Huangtou is the second god. He can invite immortals to Ma Yunfeng, but he will never invite immortals to me.
So, no matter what, I am the one who suffers today.
We didn't even think about this. Where can we find the two gods in this deserted village?
Watching Old Huangtou beating drums to invite immortals, I felt a little unsure. I looked up at Uncle Ma and saw that he was still sitting there shaking his fan with an expression of complete indifference.
Mother Hu also walked up to Uncle Ma and stared at him. She meant to ask Uncle Ma: Can you just let your child stroke the red strips like this?
Uncle Ma smiled, picked up an apple, broke it in half, and handed half to Hu Ma.
He Yuchen quietly pulled me and said in a low voice: "Don't show off later. If you can't do it, just admit defeat. It's okay."
Hu’s mother also said to me: “Xiaofan, I’ll do it for you!”
This simple sentence made all the blood in my body rush to my forehead again.
There was a lump in my throat, and I gritted my teeth and said, "No, I'm the one who caused the trouble. Don't worry about it."
At this time, it was actually too late to admit defeat, because Ma Yunfeng’s fairy next to him had already invited him down!
At this time, Old Huangtou beat the drum, and Ma Yunfeng was seen shaking his whole body, shaking his head hard, and making horse riding movements with both hands.
At the same time, he kept shouting loudly, as if he was having an epilepsy, his eyes kept rolling up, and he was almost foaming at the mouth.
To be honest, I have seen a lot of upper-body immortals before, but this is the first time for them to be so crazy.
No wonder this guy dares to fight with me and touch the red stripe. He is really not a good person!
In the blink of an eye, Ma Yunfeng could no longer sit still. He stood up and jumped around on the ground, twitching all over his body, slapping his hands and shouting.
Old Huangtou looked excited and shouted: "Which old immortal has fallen into disgrace? Today we are going to show off our authority and show off our virtue!"
Ma Yunfeng responded loudly while twitching.
"Hu Tianbiao was defeated and Dengke was defeated. I heard that someone was going to fight with us today. I rushed down the mountain all the way and rushed to the front of the two armies in the blink of an eye. Tell me, how do you want to fight today? Do you want to swallow red dates or rub red strips? Wear iron shoes or Haidilao!"
Judging from this guy's excitement and these few words, he is not a good person, but a very aggressive person.
Old Huangtou said: "Let's make it simple today. We'll draw a red stripe. Opposite us is a child. He's just been wearing incense for a few days and he dares to destroy our tent. Old immortal, do you think you can tolerate this?"
Ma Yunfeng shook his head: "I can't bear it, I absolutely can't bear it, fuck him!"
Old Huangtou said: "What I want is the old immortal's words. Let's give him a warning first. If he gives in, it will prove that our old immortal is very knowledgeable. Whoever dares to come and stir up trouble in the future, let him Come in standing and crawl out!”
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Ma Yunfeng shouted three times in a row. Uncle Ma also finished eating the apple. He walked to the iron chain with the apple core and put it up.
There was a sizzling sound, and the apple core started to emit white smoke.
He grinned and said: "Okay, come on, don't jump around there, the iron chain is still warm, this old immortal, let us open our eyes."
At this time, Old Huangtou beat the drum again to cheer, and Ma Yunfeng walked all the way to the iron chain as if he had drunk too much.
In fact, this step is also very particular. It is coordinated with the drum beat, two steps forward and one step back.
Without further ado, Ma Yunfeng came to the iron chain, pinched his right wrist with his left hand, pointed at the iron chain, shouted three times, and chopped his feet three times at the same time.
Then, he reached out and grabbed the red-hot iron chain!
