The third brother continued to look at Changlu, while Zhao Baodan continued to lower his head.
Feng Dao people are very angry.
Since coming out of the mountain, has he ever been so reviled by anyone? In this world, except for the sect master, Taoist Lei, Taoist Yun, Taoist Yu, He Jizhen, Xiao Yi, Nangong Ping, Tao Weiran, Bihua, Chu Qing, Tao Ruolin, and the innkeeper , the waiter at the inn, he has never been so insulted by others.
Being criticized like this by Fu San, Feng Taoist was either full of anger or aggrieved. He had to fight for his own point of view, the point of view of the Three Hidden Sects!
The third brother was confused when he asked Geneva to pay back the money.
Originally, he had one thousand guan, but Tao Weiran and Nangong Ping had divided this thousand guan between 30 and 70, and now he didn't have a penny in his pocket.
His eyes lit up, Feng Daoren finally found the loophole in Fu San's words.
"You are like King Langya, and you are like Changxian. Changxian is still alive, but if he ascends the throne and becomes emperor one day, wouldn't he still be Emperor Shang?"
After finishing speaking, Feng Daoren was very proud.
Chu Qing didn't say anything because he knew that the third brother definitely didn't make a mistake, but to deceive this idiot.
Sure enough, the third brother showed a look of disdain: "Wow~~~"
"What the hell!"
"If we don't mention Langya Wang Changxian, how can we mention Prince Changyu?" Fu San said with a sarcastic smile: "It's you who say the hexagrams, and it's you who say the secrets cannot be leaked. Do you know what else was also done by you? "
"What?"
"It was you who said that the hexagrams were irreversible and the secrets of heaven could not be revealed. But it was you who found Changxian and revealed the hexagrams and the secrets of heaven were revealed."
Fu San's smile grew thicker: "You are talking, are you just farting? Since you know that King Langya will raze your three hidden gates to the ground in time, why didn't you kill him when you first saw him? He is you, and so are you ghosts. , are you farting!"
Feng Taoist lowered his stubborn head again.
He finally understood why Fu San didn't mention the prince, but only Chang Xian.
This is really the case. Since the secret cannot be leaked, wouldn't it be solved if they asked Changxian to tell them all what they were doing and just killed Changxian? Not only did they find Changxian, but they didn't kill Changxian, and they also leaked the secret. Very contradictory.
Therefore, Fu San devoted himself to the contradictions between the three hidden sects and fought to death, but did not mention Prince Chang Yu.
Normally speaking, the fact that the prince is not dead is a very strong rebuttal, but the third brother mentioned Changxian and attacked you from the ground up.
Fu San patted Feng Taoist's thigh with Changlu: "Tell me, did you fart?"
"you…"
"What am I? I can restore the Three Hidden Gates, save the world, and save all people in the world, he-tui!"
The sound of footsteps came, and Xiao Yi ran in from the Moon Gate: "Master Chu, we are at Sihai Tower. Master Jiang asked you if you want to go. The food and drinks are here."
Chu Qing waved his hand: "You guys have a drink first, and I'll watch the excitement."
"Oh." Xiao Yi left again.
"Boy!" Feng Taoist stood up suddenly: "You really think that Taoist master has no temper, don't you?"
Fu San squinted his eyes: "Why, you can't explain it, but you want to take action?"
"It's a joke. The old Taoist has become unparalleled. How come I can't defeat you?"
"If you are really unparalleled, why are Xiao Yi, Nangong Ping, Bihua and Fatty Tao all walking around you?"
Chu Qing cleared his throat, then pretended to be shy, rested his head on Fu San's shoulder, pinched his throat and said in a low voice: "Hey, you are such a good young man, you are a martial arts wizard. , do you want to become a disciple? How about I teach you all I have learned in my life?"
Feng Taoist: "..."
Fu San pushed Chu Qing away and said coldly: "Old Taoist priest, stay away from me and get out!"
Chu Qing laughed loudly, then suddenly grabbed Fu San's arm, and continued to shout at the top of his voice: "Young man Nangong, I am so happy when I see you. I am overjoyed. You are a rare genius in a hundred years. Are you willing to worship me?" As a teacher?"
Fu San pushed Chu Qing away in disgust: "I have already become my disciple. Lord Chu Qing, the commander of Qianqi Camp, who do you think you are? Stay away from me!"
Feng Taoist was ashamed and angry, with veins popping out of his forehead. Chu Qing and Fu San laughed.
"Don't bully others too much!" Mr. Feng Dao was a temperamental person after all, and shouted loudly: "From today on, if Old Tao accepts disciples in your Qianqiying Yamen Office again, Old Tao... Old Tao's surname must be read backwards. "
Chu Qing sat back and laughed: "You think you are Ma Aimin."
Fu San also looked at Feng Daoren with disdain, and then continued to look at Chang Lu.
Feng Taoist was so angry that he was furious: "I do what I say, and the old Taoist is also a dignified person."
As soon as he finished speaking, three people walked into the Moon Gate. They were the Fu family's father and son, Mr. Fu, Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao.
Mr. Fu was so excited that he trembled all over. After the three of them walked in, before Chu Qing could say anything, Fu Youcai roared: "Kneel down!"
The second idiot of the Fu family looked reluctant and knelt down with a plop.
Mr. Fu waved his hand: "Knock!"
Without saying a word, the two Fu brothers smashed their heads on the ground, which startled Chu Qing.
Chu Qing was confused, what is this?
Mr. Fu shook his front and was about to kneel down. Chu Qing quickly ran over and helped the old man up.
"Lao Fu, what do you mean?"
Mr. Fu's eyes were red, and he grabbed Chu Qing's arm, choked and unable to speak.
"Sansheng, Sansheng is lucky, Sansheng is lucky, I am the Fu family, Sansheng is lucky, the ancestral graves are bursting with fire." Mr. Fu's tears fell, and he burst into tears: "Kang'er and Wei'er can meet Master Chu , that is their blessing, Mr. Chu’s kindness will be unforgettable to my family.”
Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao were still knocking, and the floor tiles were cracked.
Mr. Fu choked up and said: "Today, today I just returned to Beijing. Just now, I just learned from Hua Wenwu that Mr. Chu let these two unfilial sons of Mr. Chu accomplish such great achievements. Mr. Chu will treat me as a slave." Home…nothing to say, nothing to say.”
Fu Yongkang raised his head and said angrily: "Dad, it was my second brother and I who made suggestions for Little Brother Chu. The credit goes to us two brothers..."
Mr. Fu Youcai turned around and kicked each other, and the two brothers fell silent.
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle Fu, you are overthinking. If it weren't for them, I might not be able to come back alive."
"Mr. Chu, please don't be humble. How can I not know what kind of birds they two are? It's useless to talk too much. I'll give you a few kowtows."
"No, no, no, I'm going to lose my life if you do this." Chu Qing quickly waved to the second idiot of the Fu family: "Brother Kang, Brother Wei, get up quickly and stop making trouble."
The two stupid Fu family members stood up, and Fu Yongkang said cheerfully: "Little brother Chu is still sensible."
Not surprisingly, Fu Yongkang received another kick.
But at this moment, Feng Daoren, who was still watching the excitement, jumped up and rushed in front of the Fu family's second fool, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
Before the Fu family and his son could speak, Feng Daoren grabbed Fu Baobao's and Fu Yongkang's arms with both hands.
Who was the second idiot of the Fu family? The enhanced version of Leng Tou Qing. When he saw someone touching him, his shoulders shook and he actually shook the Feng Taoist away.
Feng Taoist actually took a breath of cold air and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.
Not sure what he meant, Feng Daoren stretched out his hand again, his fingers slightly bent into claws, and grabbed the two's wrists.
Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao were like clones, with their five fingers slightly bent into claws. One stretched out his left hand and the other stretched out his right hand. Their four arms and four claws were tightly clasped together.
Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao were motionless, with a bit of confusion on their faces, while Feng Taoist roared lowly and united his waist and horse, but they were unable to move the two fools of the Fu family even if they were dead or alive.
At this moment, Feng Daoist seemed to have discovered a new world, his eyes widened, and he blurted out: "You...have you ever become a disciple before?!"
Fu San, who was holding Chang Lu in his arms, opened his mouth at the right time and shouted with an extremely angry look: "From today on, if the old Taoist continues to accept disciples in your Qianqiying Yamen Office, the old Taoist... the old Taoist will be a fool. .”
The Feng Taoist turned around and cursed loudly: "The old Taoist said it was the surname that came here to write, when did he say it was a stupid thing!"
Zhao Baodan turned his head and was distracted. The two fools of the Fu family exerted their strength at the same time. Feng Taoist took three steps back in a row, his mouth was slightly numb, and his face was shocked again, and he was beyond surprised.
Mr. Fu stopped him: "Don't be ridiculous, Mr. Chu's friends, don't be rude!"
"Don't pay any attention to him. I miss you so much. Come into the house and go in first."
Chu Qing quickly led the old man into the main hall. The two idiots of the Fu family followed him into the main hall without even looking at the extremely excited Feng Daoren.
Feng Taoist's skinny face trembled, he panted heavily, and like a pervert, he immediately squatted down in front of Fu San.
"Who are these two martial arts wizards who are born with different bones and are rare to see in thousands of years? Do they have any apprenticeships?"
Fu San rolled his eyes: "Pay back the money."
Zhao Baodan has no idea that Fu San specializes in treating all kinds of poor people, especially those who are arrogant and arrogant. Third brother is not very good at dealing with such people.
Feng Taoist finally asked what he had been confused about for a long time, staring at Fu San: "Why do all the geniuses in the world gather around Chu Qing?"
Fu San smiled slightly: "My young master is surrounded by more than just geniuses."
Feng Daoren's eyes shone: "What else?"
"Talking when you're broke is like farting."
The Feng Taoist frowned and asked seriously: "Are you not talking about an experienced Taoist?"
Fu San frowned and looked extremely serious: "Why do you, the master of the Three Hidden Sects, trust you to let you go down the mountain and join the world?"
