The short old man twisted his beard and said in wonder: "Tsk tsk, where did you get the courage to challenge me in front of me? It turns out that you got a great opportunity and got half a job."
The short old man then shook his head and said: "But if you want to control me, old man, you are not qualified. I think the Confucian Temple was for..."
Before the old man finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from behind him.
"What happened to the Confucian Temple?"
A virtual image of a middle-aged man emerged from the clay statue of a civil official holding a jade tablet, which looked exactly like the statue of a civil official, except that the middle-aged man was wearing a Confucian shirt.
After the short old man saw the virtual image of the middle-aged man, he quickly said, "Oh, isn't this Brother Wei? Why are you free to come to the old man's place today?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the old man and said, "Aren't we old bastards able to hold their breath?"
After hearing this, the old man slapped his thigh, blew his beard and glared, with an angry look on his face, "Who! What blind thing said that to me, Brother Wei? To call me Brother Wei is to call me Old Man Feng. Brother Wei, tell me, which bastard is that? , Brother, I must help you teach him a lesson."
The old man said proudly.
The civet cat got up and jumped down, shook its hair, and then sat down like an ordinary cat. While licking its paws, it observed the movement not far away. It saw the old man with a righteous face, and a pair of crystal clear turquoise eyes showing a hint of anger. disdain.
"Old man Feng, how can he be so cruel that he even scolds himself?"
Another man's figure also appeared in front of another statue, but his attire was very different from that of the middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt. This man wore gold and pierced armor, had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a majestic weapon, a military talisman hanging from his waist, and a A purple bamboo steel whip, carrying a long red sword on his back. At the same time, the general seems to have arrived here in his true body. Unlike the middle-aged man in Confucian shirt who has a vague and mighty aura around him, his aura is more solid, and at the same time Because he was a military commander, he couldn't help but let out a bone-chilling chill.
After seeing the military commander, the civet cat stood up and jumped on the man's shoulder, then lay down on the man's shoulder.
Civil and military door gods came in droves.
Old man Feng pretended to be surprised and said: "Hey, Brother Wei, why did you show up today? There are so few visitors. What kind of strong wind brought you here?"
The man whom the old man called Brother Wei said with a faint smile but not a smile: "You just pointed your nose and scolded us. If I don't show up again, will you tear down our statues?"
"How could it be? What is the relationship between our three brothers?"
Old Man Feng smiled coquettishly, but he was still a shameless person. He immediately changed his expression in an instant and said seriously: "And Brother Wei, you still don't know why the old man is working so hard? Isn't it because he wants to see you and me?" Brother, do you want to talk about family affairs? You two are good friends. The dragon has seen its head but not its tail. People who have not been seen for more than a hundred years. I, an old man with old bones and old legs and half of his body buried in the ground, will not live as long as you who rely on incense to continue the throne. , maybe one day he will die with just one kick of his legs, and then Brother Wei may not be able to see him even if he wants to."
Wumenshen named Wei teased the cat and turned to look at Old Man Feng, "When you say so, it's true that I haven't seen you for some time, but as the old saying goes, it will bring trouble to the deceased for thousands of years. Seeing that you are still alive and kicking, I won’t die for a while before my life is over. Tell me, what is it that calls us out this time?”
Old Man Feng put away his expression and said seriously: "There was a strong spiritual energy wave coming from the southwest earlier. Did you two not notice it? Didn't you notice any movement?"
The middle-aged man in scholar's shirt nodded, slightly thoughtful.
Wumen Shen on the other side asked in confusion: "Are you saying that the huge noise coming from the southwest is because there are monks with advanced cultivation skills trying to catch each other, which caused such a powerful aura fluctuation to erupt just now?"
Old Man Feng patted Wumen Shen on the shoulder and said earnestly: "You can teach a child. Brother Wei Chi, it's not in vain that I ask you to study more every day. No, the iron tree has blossomed."
Wei Chi smiled but raised his steel whip and said: "Old man Feng, I think I haven't practiced moves with you for a while. You might as well practice two moves with me here now to see if you still have it." A bit of skill.”
Old Man Feng quickly took a few steps back, shook his head and said, "No, no, old man, I haven't touched anyone in many years. It won't be good if I don't strike lightly or seriously and hurt someone."
"Don't bother me, Brother Feng. You see how unreasonable you are when you say this." Yu Chi grabbed Old Feng, hugged his shoulders, shook the steel whip in his hand and said, "Brother, I have cultivated recently. You have made some progress and developed the magical power of whipping. Why don't you try it?"
Old man Feng wanted to break away from Yu Chi, but after struggling for a long time, he couldn't get out of Yu Chi's arms. He glanced at Yu Chi and saw that he still had a smiling expression. He coughed slightly and said, "Brother Wei, you don't know something." , Brother, I have acquired a magical power now, and I can't take action easily. I am also thinking about you. Think about it, what does it mean if I bully a person who is lower than me? This will spread in the future, How can my old man hang out in the world? How can I be so shameless?"
Wei Chi sneered and said: "Do you, Feng Laomo, still have the nerve to say that? Who in the world didn't know that there was Feng Laomo who liked to knock people from behind? Not only did he like to knock people from behind, but he also liked to knock people from top to bottom. Everything was looted, and even the clothes on his body were stripped off. Everyone in the world is in danger, fearing that one day someone will suddenly hit him behind the back. "
Old Man Feng twirled his beard and smiled, "Don't criticize the past. The past has become a memory. That's good."
"Bah!" the civet cat said, "Do you really think that after reading a few books by sages, you really think you are a scholar? You don't have to urinate to reflect on your own virtue!"
Old Man Feng looked sideways at the civet cat, "What's wrong with you, you bastard, when we brothers reunite? Go wherever you want. Do you really think you can stand on my head and shit on me if you have some skills?"
"Meow!"
Hearing Old Man Feng say that he was a beast, the civet cat's fur instantly exploded. A pair of green pine-like vertical pupils stared fiercely at Old Man Feng. The pupils were glowing with a strange light, and the hairs were as colorful as any.
When Old Man Feng saw the civet cat's appearance, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It's not enough to teach others a lesson, but it's more than enough to beat you, a little beast. Do you really think I don't dare to take action?"
Although Old Man Feng was speaking, the movements of his hands did not stop, and a short ruler was quietly formed in his palm.
One person and one cat, tit for tat.
"quiet!"
The middle-aged Rushan, who had never spoken before, slowly spoke.
As soon as these words came out, one person and one cat immediately took back their breaths.
The middle-aged Rushan continued: "You are already a big boss, but you are still so petty. If word spreads about it, you won't be afraid of people laughing at you."
