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He didn't hide it either, and nodded: "Well, I've eaten here a few times before, and I came here a few days ago."

"Is it delicious?"

He nodded: "Delicious!"

Seeing this, Mr. Chen squeezed together around his cheeks, showing a smile: "Then go and buy me a bowl, I'm afraid I won't come up again if I go down!"

"it is good!"

Ding Xiaoyi got out of the car, and when he came to the wonton stall, he found that the old man at the stall had already started to order wontons.

It’s just that it’s different from what I usually eat. This bowl of wonton has a lot of seaweed and chili added.

On the contrary, there are fewer wontons.

"Give it to him!"

The old man handed the wonton to Ding Xiaoyi without saying anything, not even money.

But in those cloudy eyes, it seemed that there was a lot to say.

Until the moment when Tiezhuo opened the car door for Ding Xiaoyi, the eyes of the two old people were wrong, and the corners of their eyes were moist, as if they had poured out all their words.

Until the moment the car door was closed, both of them seemed to nod their heads in unison. For a short moment, it was another silent farewell.

It was only when the car went farther and farther that the old man in front of the wonton stall finally couldn't help but turn his head and lean on the cart.

Look at the black and white photo above.

The momentarily wet corners of the eyes finally couldn't hold back the tears, and the low sobbing sound echoed under the booth. 6

Chapter 1 Forty: The Fire of the Buddha

"Shhhhhhhhhh"

The carriage was quiet, and Iron Claw drove the car very slowly and steadily, and hardly felt any bumps in the car.

Old man Chen cried and swallowed the wonton with thin skin and big stuffing.

It's still the taste I'm familiar with, a taste that hasn't changed for so many years.

The third child still remembered him, and he hadn't seen him for so many years, but his habits were remembered in his heart.

Ding Xiaoyi was surprised that Mr. Chen and the old man selling wontons actually recognized each other.

But if you think about it carefully, the old man who sells wontons has frosty white hair and is about the same age as Mr. Chen.

It was not surprising that the two recognized each other.

Even with modern scientific medical methods, people's lives have been greatly improved, but there are very few old people like Chen who have come down from the turbulent dark age.

Reminiscent of the previous photos, Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly took out the photos and compared them quietly.

Sure enough, the young man in the upper left corner who was wearing a white vest and pulling a girl was very similar to the old man selling wontons.

It's just that the young man in the photo is masculine, vigorous, young and handsome, which is enough to beat those little fresh meats now.

Although the old man who sells wontons has similar edges and corners, he is too old and can no longer see his old style.

Carefully turned the photo to the back and saw that the title of this uncle was suddenly written on the back of the photo: King Wu

With another glance, the last person in the photo is also the only one among the four men wearing a mask, and behind his photo is written the words "Strange"

Emperor Yan, Futu, King Huowu, Quesheng, these are the four brothers of Mr. Chen and the others.

From the titles of these people, we can see how high-spirited and powerful the four of them were back then.

Now that the years are passing by, what is left behind is the old man with gray hair and dying life.

This is not only amazing, but also sad.

When they were at their most beautiful and brightest, they didn't know what kind of blow they had suffered to make them disappear completely.

"It's getting late, let's go to Wang's house!"

At this time, old man Chen glanced at the time, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and said to Tie Claw.

"Old Chen! You should think about it again. If there is anything, we can sit down and talk about it. There is no need to kill each other."

Finally, Iron Claw, who was silent all the way, couldn't help but speak.

"That's called fighting in the same room, go back and read the dictionary carefully!"

Old Chen curled his lips, and didn't respond to Tie Zhuo's words, but only pointed out his wrong words.

Iron Claw's face turned red, and he became even more anxious: "Old Chen, the Wang family must have set up an ambush now, you go now"

"drive!"

Under the indifferent voice, there was a chill of impatience, and the Zhenling folder at hand seemed to feel Chen Lao's killing intent, and trembled restlessly.

Seeing this, even though Iron Claw was extremely anxious, he didn't dare to say another word.

He was afraid that if he angered Chen Lao again at this time, it would be self-defeating instead.

The car slowly drove in the direction of Wang's house, which was a castle-like mansion built in the suburbs relying on mountains and forests.

When the car drove to the foot of the mountain, there were already people standing there waiting.

She was dressed in a black robe, her long hair was tied into braids, and she looked sloppy. People who didn't know might think that she had encountered a psychopath.

"It's him!"

After seeing the people blocking the road at the foot of the mountain, Iron Claw gradually slowed down the speed of the car and stopped the car steadily.

"Mr. Chen, watch"

Before Tie Zhuo finished speaking, he saw Old Man Chen had already opened the car door, stepped out of the car with the Zhen Ling clip on his back.

"Hey, who is this??"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't follow immediately, but hid in the car and asked.

While asking about Iron Claw, a ray of psychic energy flickered in his eyes, and he saw that the sloppy man in front of him had an astonishingly strong wave of psychic energy, which was almost the same as himself!

You know, although I only absorbed two bottles of psionic essence, the methods are different.

There is no waste in the process of self-absorption.

Therefore, the amount of a bottle of psionic essence made me surpass others, and the drinking method was as many as five or six bottles.

The abundance of psionic power in front of him is almost the same as his current psionic power.

It can be seen that he is also a master!

"Drunk! This guy is a well-known mid-level spiritual master. If there is no accident, he may be nominated as a high-level spiritual master next year. The Wang family has spent a lot of money this time!"

Iron Claw took a deep breath, and whispered to Ding Xiaoyi the origin of drunkenness.

It is said that this guy must drink alcohol to display the unique ability of a spiritual creature. The stronger the alcohol, the stronger his strength.

But on another occasion, rumor has it that he drank to the point of alcohol poisoning and almost risked his life.

Since then, he has rarely been shot. If he is nominated as a senior spiritual master next year, he will only be in his forties. He is probably the youngest master among the senior spiritual masters in recent years.

In addition to the spiritual master's physique, which is much stronger than ordinary people, his metabolism is also faster than ordinary people.

Can drink to alcoholism, how much alcohol did this guy drink at that time?

If he said that he drank alcohol directly, he would believe it.

But what caught my attention even more was that this guy could only display the power of a psychic creature when he drank alcohol. Would this be the same as Wang Jialiang's need to dress up as a woman?

He was worried that the other party might have mastered the real way to communicate with psychic creatures. If so, the strength would be even more astonishing.

No wonder, Iron Claw would say that the other party might be promoted to a senior spiritual master next year.

"Senior Chen!"

Zuidian took two steps forward to meet him, and saluted Mr. Chen respectfully.

He had already heard the name of Buddha Fire as early as when he was very young.

I just didn't expect that one day, I would face this senior.

"Let, or not!"

Caressing the Zhenling folder with his hand, it seemed more like comforting his old partner.

It's just that there is no patience in the voice when he spoke to Ding Xiaoyi in the past.

Drunken's face was even more bitter, and he wanted to say something shabby, but old man Chen would be so direct.

But he wasn't angry either. After all, he was a junior, and he was far from qualified to be on an equal footing with a senior like Mr. Chen.

"No!"

Drunken's voice was loud and crisp, without the slightest room for maneuver.

"I owe the Wang family a life, and I shall repay it with my life. Senior, I have offended you!"

Drunken's voice fell, and he stepped back quickly, and swallowed the wine gourd from his waist, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine permeated from the gourd.

It was a mix of fruity flavors.

"smell good!"

The aroma of wine penetrated everywhere, even Ding Xiaoyi and Tie Zhuo who were sitting in the car could smell the same strong aroma of wine.

"not good!"

At this time, Iron Claw suddenly remembered something, and quickly covered his mouth and nose: "Don't sniff, his wine"

When Iron Claw was about to say something more, a double image began to appear in front of his eyes, and the strong aroma of wine began to make him a little drunk.

Seeing Tie Claw shaking his head, his face getting redder and redder, Ding Xiaoyi felt that he was getting more and more energetic.

He didn't know why, but he felt that although the wine had a strong aroma, he didn't feel that it would make him feel overwhelmed.

Soon, the aroma of wine filled the air and made the surroundings condense into a vast mist.

The mist seems to engulf everything around, gradually making it difficult for people to see what the surrounding environment looks like.

Even Chen Lao's figure was engulfed in it.

At this time, I heard a low cry: "Jiu burning!"

The moment the sound fell, a fiery stream of heat suddenly burst out in the air in front of him.

It was as if the dots of water mist in the white mist were instantly ignited.

Light up the surroundings into a fiery sea of ​​flames.

"Whoosh!"

The sea of ​​flames churned and condensed into a huge flaming fist, hitting Old Chen.

In the shocking scene, Jiudian punched Chen Lai's head forward, with such force that the air exploded like an explosion.

With the attack of the fire fist, the heat flow made people feel as if the whole body was going to be burned.

Seeing that something was wrong, Ding Xiaoyi pushed away the drunk and unconscious iron pillar on the driver's seat, quickly put the reverse gear on, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Om!!"

The humming sound of the suspension car may be due to the strong alcohol in the air.

The car's air vents erupted with blue flames for a moment.

The car quickly started to back, but the scorching heat was faster than them.

It hit like wildfire.

"This is the strength of a top expert!!"

Ding Xiaoyi's heart trembled for a while, and he felt that his preparations were sufficient.

But when facing such a top expert, I realized that my thinking seemed to be a little wrong.

The flames quickly started to ignite the car, and Ding Xiaoyi could even see the burning sparks in the air conditioner.

"Too tender!"

In the sea of ​​flames, the outline of Chen Lao's figure emerged, and his skinny palm suddenly grabbed forward.

Just listen to "bang!"