"Liang Yuanpeng fell into the well, what happened next?"
Seeing the old storyteller pick up the tea cup and deliberately whet his appetite, the dignitaries all spoke out.
The old man didn't dare to offend everyone, so he wiped the sweat from the back of his neck with a handkerchief, and finally said:
"later……
When Liang Yuanpeng did such a scandal, the Liang family naturally tried every means to block the news to avoid damaging the family's reputation.
He also hired a master who was proficient in water properties to go down the well and fish out Mr. Liang.
But this deep well is connected to underground rivers, and the water system of the capital extends in all directions, with six lakes and rivers running from north to south. After three days of fishing, Mr. Liang's body was not found, so he had to give up.
People must have drowned in the water, and it was the Beggar Clan's turn to be in bad luck.
The third elder had just gone to the funeral, and the next day his son was extinct and died tragically at home. He was wrapped in a straw mat by well-meaning people and taken to a mass grave outside the city for burial.
Several elders of the Beggar Clan were also seriously injured. They ran for their lives and were almost wiped out by the Liang family's disciples.
When the leader of the Beggar Clan heard about this, he vomited three liters of blood in seclusion and almost died of anger. Now he has come out of seclusion to take charge of the overall situation. "
…
That Mr. Liang is naturally Ma Liu in disguise.
Going to beggar's alley to cause trouble was also something he did on a whim.
But I didn't expect that the funeral of the third elder would happen to happen. All the elders and hall masters were there, and they almost destroyed the Beggar Clan with one person.
Falling into the well was his carefully designed method of escape.
Others are afraid of drowning in water, but he is not afraid.
In the past two years, he has killed at least three troublemaking fish monsters and clam spirits. Thanks to his talent, he can't feel suffocated in the water at all and can wander freely like a fish in water.
He waited in the underground river until dark, then found a deserted place, quietly climbed ashore, and went to the pig demon's house in Changlefang to get two bottles of medicinal powder.
Wang Goudan slaughtered the turtle demon, and Lei Peng was not around. Black-armored warriors would come out of the city at night to dump the demon's waste.
Ma Liu lurked on the road he had to pass and sprinkled the medicine powder on the ground in advance. As soon as the black-armored warrior passed by, he was dizzy and swayed left and right.
When he came to his senses, Ma Liu had already gotten into the steel car.
This car weighs at least two tons, and people weighing more than 100 kilograms can't feel it at all.
Just like that, Ma Liu sneaked back to the Piping Department.
Wang Goudan asked him about the situation, but he smiled and didn't answer. He just said that the matter was settled and there was no need to worry.
…
The following days were uneventful.
Slaughtering monsters every day, absorbing Qi and blood, bragging and spanking, practicing diligently...
Before you know it, the cold winter is gone and spring is getting warmer.
This year, Wang Goudan was twenty-three years old.
His eyes were sunken, his bones were skinny, his clothes seemed to be hanging on a skeleton, his whole body exuded an unpleasant odor, and the smoke had taken away his spirit and body.
He was already a top-notch master, but he spent more than three years in the Papi Division and exhausted his life potential before reaching the Taoist realm. His talent was pitifully poor.
The prescription given by Lao Liu was very effective. Wang Goudan endured the severe pain and soaked in a large medicine tank every day to strengthen his body and gradually build up some muscles.
In Ma Liu's eyes, it was like a flashback.
Pour two buckets of hot water into the large medicine vat to ensure the temperature, and he joked:
“Are you going to smoke again in the future?”
"No more smoking."
A few months ago, Ma Liu also asked this question. Wang Goudan swore to quit smoking and has never smoked again.
People who have been taking drugs for several years cannot be called human beings. They are no different from the walking zombies. With Wang Goudan's huge addiction to smoking, Ma Liu was a little surprised to quit smoking in one sentence. He could only marvel at the strength of Gou Ge's belief.
"It's best to stop smoking, otherwise your lungs will be black when you die."
"If it's black, then it's black." Wang Goudan asked nonchalantly, "Isn't it tomorrow's holiday again?"
"arrive."
Ma Liu nodded and sprinkled the crushed medicinal powder into the jar.
Wang Goudan sighed softly and said:
"I want to hang out alone."
In the past three years, the two have been inseparable. Whenever they go out and see one of them, the other is not far away.
"Are you leaving?"
There are some things that you have to do even though you know there will be no results.
Ma Liu could not stop him or persuade him, he could only say:
"You're done shopping, come back early, brother is waiting for you here."
"good."
Wang Goudan nodded, picked up the green dog beating stick beside the tank and said:
"If you hadn't taken care of me these days, secretly injecting Qi into me every night and helping me sleep, my brother would have been gone long ago. I have nothing to repay you with. You can keep this stick."
"Um."
Ma Liu nodded again without refusing.
It wasn't that he was coveting the stick, he was just waiting for Wang Goudan to speak, so that he could have a reason to take action, so that he could help a bunch of brothers.
The leader of the Beggar Clan had reached the Taoist realm ten years ago and was known as the Beggar King Grandmaster. His merits were closely related to nature, and he roamed the world with few opponents.
Ten years have passed and no one knows to what extent the cultivation has improved.
Wang Goudan has just entered the Taoist realm, and his body has collapsed like this. There is no chance of winning here.
However, Wang Goudan was not worried about this at all and just lay comfortably in the medicine jar.
"Lao Liu, what are your plans for the future?"
"I don't have any plans. Kill more demons and practice more. If you can survive, see what the top of the Immortal Road looks like."
"This road is not easy to walk."
Wang Goudan shook his head and said:
"The old man at Steak House No. 6, I think, should have a cultivation level of three realms. He should be an official in the court. He should be at the level of a champion. He can lead an army of 500,000 and guard the border. No one dares to commit any crimes. A few days ago, he was Otherwise, he was poisoned by the demon, and his body was covered with red hair, and he died ominously."
After a pause, Wang Goudan advised:
"If you want to take this path, you shouldn't be in Papi Division. With your talent, you can worship some immortal sect. You can become a core disciple no matter what. You can rest against a big tree to enjoy the shade. At least your life is guaranteed. In Papi Division Why do you suffer this?"
Ma Liu said: "I felt miserable at first, but now I'm used to it."
"..." Wang Goudan didn't want to persuade him anymore.
Lao Liu naturally likes to commit suicide and enjoys the feeling of adventure. This is very similar to him. They are not the same people and they can't play together.
A normal person would have gone crazy long ago in such a terrifying environment.
Those who survived either had secrets, or had weird tempers and mental disorders.
After thinking about it, Wang Goudan explained:
"With your talent and skills, you should have reached the Taoist realm long ago. I don't know why you haven't made a breakthrough, but you need to have enough resources to practice. The elixir in the bag on my stone bed should be enough for you for a year and a half. After that, It’s up to you.”
Ma Liu did not refuse, but said:
"You should also keep some. If you can't avenge the big revenge, you can keep yourself healthy and start over again."
Wang Goudan shook his head, he no longer needed these.
That night, the two of them seemed to have returned to their childhood. They were chatting happily, so they simply laid out tributes and sworn sworn vows on the spot like that year under the peach blossom tree.
Until a ray of golden sunrise pierced the darkness through the skylight of the bedroom and shone on Wang Goudan's face, making him feel like he was reborn.
After coming out of the medicine vat, cutting off the long hair like withered grass, and putting on clean and decent clothes, who wouldn't be an imposing young man?
Ma Liu personally sent Wang Goudan out of the gate of the Piping Department and couldn't help but ask:
"Can I not go this time?"
"When a real man is alive, he does things and things he doesn't do. If I don't get rid of this, I will never die in peace."
Wang Goudan smiled and said:
"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe I will come back in a while, and then our brothers can talk about the world together."
"Good luck to you."
Ma Liu felt unhappy:
"If you are defeated, don't be brave, you still have brothers."
Wang Goudan smiled and nodded:
"Brothers, take care of yourself!"
"treasure!"
Ma Liu solemnly clasped his fists.
From the beginning to the end, Wang Goudan never asked him for help.
When they first met, Brother Gou made a bet with the dog stick, hoping to win a promise from him.
Now, in the past few years, they have become close friends. Wang Goudan would rather face a powerful enemy alone than drag him into the quagmire. This friendship is too strong.
Ma Liu waved his hand and watched the tall and thin figure leave.
He knew that the other party was dragging his body forward and his life was short.
He knew that once he was gone, there would be no more king of bastards in Pipisi.
