Chu Wensheng didn't seem to be interested in Feng Taoist at all. He just looked at Chu Qing with a little curiosity.
"Qing'er, where did this person come from and why is he in your office?"
"Well... we're considered friends."
"Are you close?"
"well enough."
Chu Wensheng nodded: "Then I'll pay ten strings."
"Chu Wensheng!" Feng Taoist ran away again: "You are going too far!"
Everyone finally knew from whom Chu Qing inherited his ability to rip his heart out in just two sentences.
He Jizhen spoke again: "My heart is as clear as ice, I am not shocked when the sky falls, I am still calm in all changes, I am happy and calm, I forget myself and stay one..."
The Feng Taoist roared: "Stop fucking and stand up quickly. Don't lose the majesty of my Three Hidden Sects and fight side by side with my uncle."
"Two against one?" He Jizhen gave a bitter smile and shook his head: "If it's two against one, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of? Back then..."
"I'm afraid he'll give me another accident."
Feng Taoist: "..."
"Uncle Master, forget it, you are no match for him."
"Then why did you ask Uncle Master and me to spar with him after you just recited the Purifying Mantra?"
He Jizhen showed an innocent smile: "Because it wasn't me who was beaten."
Looking at these two teasers, Chu Qing had basically figured out the whole story.
In order to find my mother, my father forced his way into the Three Hidden Gates, but the Three Hidden Gates refused to let him in. Then my father began to squat under the Sandao Hidden Gates.
As for how he used more than a month to beat up more than 300 disciples of the Three Hidden Sects, Chu Qing couldn't figure it out. If the victim hadn't said it himself, he wouldn't have believed a word.
He does know that there is a large primitive forest outside the gate of Sandao Yinmen Mountain, but even if he can set up an ambush, it is impossible for his father to beat more than 300 people by himself. This is too ridiculous. Let alone one month, it is two months. Sixty days is equivalent to beating five people a day. How is that possible?
Besides, the disciples of the Three Hidden Sects were ambushed one after another. They must search the mountain. Since searching the mountain, it is 100% done in groups of many people. It is impossible for dad to sneak attack one or two people in a group. A sneak attack?
"Zhao Baodan, He Jizhen, stop making trouble."
Knowing that He Jizhen had held back just now, Chu Qing was annoyed, but he admired the courage of these two people. They dared to take action in front of the all-star lineup of Dachang. In addition, he was considered a "victim", but he was not really angry. .
"My father was looking for my mother back then. It's been so many years. There's no need. Get up and let's continue to be good friends."
"No." Feng Taoist shook his head vigorously: "Commander Chu, Feng Taoist Zhao Baodan, want to compete with Na Ye... I want to compete with your father, Master Chu. The old Taoist has been obsessed with martial arts all his life..."
Fusan, who had been silent all this time, finally started to insert the knife. He looked at the sky and said to himself: "This is the first time I heard that a man obsessed with martial arts has hidden weapons hidden in his crotch."
Mr. Feng Dao's face turned red, he scratched his neck and shouted: "I don't need any hidden weapons today. For many years, I have been thinking about it day and night. I just want to compete with a peerless master like Mr. Chu. If I can have a hearty battle, This life worthwhile!"
After finishing speaking, Feng Taoist held his sword in his backhand and gave a deep salute to Chu Wensheng.
"Uncle Feng Master is mighty!" He Jizhen looked excited and encouraged Feng Taoist: "If you can survive ten rounds, we will win."
"Shut up!"
"Damn it." Chu Wensheng hugged his arms and said happily: "Being thought about by a bastard old man for more than twenty years, what is this?"
This was the first time that Chu Qing saw Feng Daoren being so serious. He saw some determination in Feng Daoren's eyes.
Taoist Feng glanced at Chu Qing and nodded seriously: "Old Taoist, using a wooden sword will never hurt Mr. Chu."
He Jizhen: "You want to save face, okay? You can't beat him even with two swords."
"Which end are you on?"
He Jizhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Just tell the truth."
"My son's territory is full of soldiers and horses." Chu Wensheng laughed and scolded: "Besides, I, a dignified fourth-rank right servant of Dachang Dynasty, can do anything with you, an old Taoist from the mountains, it will be embarrassing even if you say it. ?, hei-pei."
Xiao Yi volunteered: "Cousin, I'm here to fight him. I've wanted to fight him for a long time."
The Feng Taoist didn't even look at Xiao Yi, and gritted his teeth: "What if the old Tao ordered all the outer disciples of the Three Dao Hidden Sect Donghai to obey Chu Qing's orders and search for his mother's whereabouts? Are you willing to fight with the old Tao? "
"Seriously?!" Chu Wensheng was finally moved. He no longer looked so lazy and lowered his arms.
"Wait a minute." Feng Dao seemed to suddenly remember something: "Three times, three times, three times, how about three times, even if the old Taoist loses the first two... No, no, the opponent is hard to find, how about three times, three times, the old way will be I promise you."
Chu Wensheng was in trouble: "Doesn't it mean that I have to save 90% of my strength in the first two times to cripple you the third time?"
"You..." Feng Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be arrogant. Over the past twenty-seven years, my old Taoist swordsmanship has already improved, and my martial arts skills may not be much behind yours."
Chu Wensheng looked at Chu Qing with hesitation on his face: "Can I fight?"
"Yes!" Chu Qing asked towards Taoist Feng: "Zhao Baodan, I believe you, I went to the East China Sea, you help me find my mother!"
"A gentleman's words."
"You damn liar!"
"good!"
"Also, you can't hurt my father. If you hurt my father, I will definitely lead the troops to defeat your three hidden gates."
As soon as Chu Qing said these words, two people were happy, and then they quickly suppressed it. The third brother and Dajun brother couldn't hold it back.
"Dad, this business can be done."
"It can be done." Seeing that Chu Qing agreed, Chu Wensheng was a little hesitant: "But dad, I'm not very good at fighting. Dad is a minister and a civil servant. If word gets out, Qing'er will be embarrassed by you."
Everyone was embarrassed to say anything. With Chu Qing's reputation, was there any room for embarrassment?
Chu Qing was too lazy to say anything.
He knew that his father didn't want to be violent in front of him, even with others, but since he wasn't very good at fighting, it was a bit insulting.
Let's not talk about the wolf-catching army. After all, the prairie thief doesn't need a high level of force. But he destroyed the Li family's ancestral home and captured Bing Tao alive. These are all facts.
"Dad, just fuck him. It doesn't matter if you lose. He won't hurt you. There are many disciples of the Three Hidden Sects. If you can help me find my mother, it will be considered as fulfilling your wish."
"Okay, then dad will try his best!"
Feng Taoist kept adjusting his breathing, with a strong fighting spirit. He closed his eyes slightly and began to recall the past, and his momentum surged again.
Everyone became nervous. Everyone knew more or less about Feng Taoist's skills.
However, the famous General of the Wolf Catching Army had only heard of his name, but few people had seen him in action, so they were inevitably looking forward to it.
However, everyone was unsure whether they could defeat Feng Taoist, because this was not a battle, but a competition of martial arts. Chu Wensheng's chance of winning was very slim.
