Chapter 197 Entanglement

"Brother Song Jiang, why are you here?" Zhou Tian picked up the bamboo pole and just wanted to use a hundred birds to the phoenix, but he shouted behind Wu Song.

"Eh?" Wu Song turned around and looked at it, but only Wang Ying's doubtful eyes were behind him. After half a second, Wu Song knew that he had been fooled. However, at this time, Zhou Tian's hundreds of birds had been launched, and a bird-like roar sound sounded in Wu Song's ear.

"Little man!!" Wu Song's instinctive reaction was not slow, and he felt that he had bent down to dodge for a moment when the bamboo pole was approaching. Although Wu Song's kung fu had been walking on a fierce road, his flexible surname was not bad. The big body made such a difficult back bending action, which still made Zhou Tian not expect it.

"The soldiers are not tired of fraud, don't you understand?" It is natural to use all your strength to deal with Wu Song and Zhou Tian. The most practical "dirty" formula naturally plays a big role, especially when dealing with Wu Song, a muscular man whose body reacts faster than his brain, who will he cheat?

Seeing that Wu Song made a difficult dodge action, Zhou Tian sneered and then used the shaking gun again. Under the sudden force, the bamboo pole in his hand bent to an incredible degree. After accumulating power like a full strong bow, he only heard a "pop", and the edge of the bamboo pole hit Wu Song fiercely. On the belly, even though Wu Song's flexible surname was good, he was still bombarded to the ground by this blow.

Zhou Tian, who got the power, naturally took this opportunity to quickly control Zhou Tian, but Zhou Tian did not want to hurt the other party. After thinking about it, he decided to continue to use the word "dirty". With a kick under his feet, he kicked out a piece of mud, which was just sealed in Wu Song's eyes.

Wu Song, who had sand in his eyes, naturally had to get the sand out quickly, and Zhou Tian took advantage of this time to insert the bamboo pole into Wu Song's body. After a huge force, Wu Song rose into the air.

Zhou Tian's light body skill was used and rushed to Wu Song, who had not yet landed. When Wu Song landed, he just used a cross lock. In this move, no matter how strong Wu Song's strength was, he had no place to use it, so he had to be subdued by Zhou Tian obediently.

"Can you listen to my explanation now?" He held Wu Song's Sunday and said with a smile.

"Well, you sinister villain, I'm not convinced by such a trick." Although Wu Song's body is under control, his mouth is still idle. What is this? You can possess my body, but you can't possess my soul... "I didn't convince you. I just want you to listen to my explanation!" Zhou Tian freed up a hand and knocked on Wu Song's head - when Wu Dalang often did this on Sunday.

When Zhou Tian talked to Wu Song, Wang Ying saw that the situation was not good, so he wanted to run away, but Zhou Tian had been paying attention to him for a long time. He kicked a stone under his feet and hit Wang Ying's forehead. Wang Ying screamed and fainted. Of course, Wang Ying had already broken his head and bled at this moment.

"I'll show you something, and you'll know who the flower picker is." Zhou Tian locked Wu Song and came to Wang Ying. He kicked Wang Ying in the air with his foot. Then he grabbed it and took out a paper bag from Wang Ying's arms and handed it to Wu Song's face. "Do you know what this thing is."

"It's a Buddha stick. It is said that this thing is effective when the woman eats it. The man eats the golden gun, and the woman is unconscious after eating it, and she will have extreme dependence on all stick-shaped items." As soon as Wu Song heard the paper bag in Zhou Tian's hand, he was immediately shocked.

"Fuck, you know so well, you are an expert in this field." Zhou Tian let Wu Song go and said, "You believe me this time. This is what he used to give to Jin... your sister-in-law."

"Well, this Wang Ying is certainly a silver thief, but you are definitely not a good person. You should stay away from my sister-in-law in the future. Don't come here again, or don't blame Wu Song for being rude." Wu Song picked up the simple knife and snorted, and wanted to lose Wang Ying. Wang Ying touched Wu Song's eyebrows several times. Last time, he let Wu Song catch it on the spot. After a few days, he actually wanted to hit his sister-in-law's attention. How could such a silver thief not be eliminated?

However, Wang Ying should have been lucky. When Wu Song picked up a knife to cut Wang Ying, Song Jiang suddenly appeared and stopped Wu Song.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Song Jiang also learned to be a strong stick, and his reaction was a little faster than the Chao Gai beside him. Seeing Wu Song waving a knife, he quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"This person wants to annihire my sister-in-law. I want to get rid of him. My brother, get out of the way. Don't splash my brother's blood." Even if Song Jiang stopped him, Wu Song would cut off Wang Ying. This time, Wu Song made up his mind.

"Brother, wait a minute." Wang Ying is the leader of the first series of Song Jiang. Naturally, Song Jiang will not watch Wang Ying die. "Brother, is there any misunderstanding between them?"

"Misunderstanding, hum!" Wu Song snorted coldly, pointed to the "Buddha stick" thrown on Wang Ying's chest by Zhou Tian and said, "Brother, let's see what it is. I, Wu Song, will not wrong others."

"This is..." Song Jiang looked in the direction pointed by Wu Song. It was a paper bag. When he picked it up and smelled it, he was shocked and said, "It turned out to be a Buddha stick. It is said that this thing is effective when the woman eats it. The man eats the golden gun and does not fall down. The woman's mind is not light when she eats it. She will have extreme dependence on all stick-shaped items."

"Fuck, they are all professionals. This thing will not be a must-have for bandits." Zhou Tian, who was beside him, saw that Song Jiang and Wu Song were as professional. He couldn't help wiping his sweat and said secretly.

"Well, brother, you know now. There is no misunderstanding here." Wu Song picked up the knife again and wanted to cut it off.

However, Song Jiang still did not give up and still pulled Wu Song and said, "Brother, brother, stop. Brother Wang Ying just had an idea and did not implement it. Moreover, he thought that he was the first criminal. Please forgive him."

"First-time offender, brother, you just came up the mountain and didn't know Wang Ying's bad deeds. Last time I caught him with my own hands, this is the second time. Brother, do you think I can spare him?" When Wu Song saw Song Jiang blocking him in a thousand ways, he couldn't help showing a little anger on his face, but due to Song Jiang's previous kindness, he did not attack.

"What! Brother Wang Ying, has he done this kind of thing before? Song Jiang looked at Chao Gai next to him, but saw that Chao Gai nodded helplessly. The last time Wang Ying did this kind of thing, it was Chao Gai who pleaded with Wang Ying, and he had already said it first last time. If Wang Ying committed it again, he would definitely not be spared. So Chao Gai didn't say anything when he saw that Wu Song wanted to kill Wang Ying, but just I'm just looking at it.

Seeing that Wu Song's words were right, Song Jiang had nothing to say, so he had to let Wu Song down.

But it's not easy for Wu Song to kill Wang Ying. Song Jiang didn't stop him, but someone rushed to Wang Ying. When he saw it clearly, it was the golden tiger Yanshun and the white-faced Lang Zheng Tianshou. Liang Shanou and Wang Ying were most familiar with these two people. The three of them had been robbing their homes together in the early years, so now that Wang Ying is in trouble, how can they ignore it? However, this mistake is Wang Ying. These two people are at fault in their hearts and dare not be strong. Of course, they can't beat Wu Song, so they have to stand in front of Wang Ying and beg Wu Song for mercy. Brother, don't do it. Let's get around this man for our sake. The two of us kowtowed to our brother. Brother, spare his life. After saying that, the two of them really knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wu Song. Zheng Tianshou's face was white. He didn't kowt twice, but his head was red, and then he bled. The bandits were also a little unbearable and came forward to dissuade Wu Song one after another.

"Brother Wu Song, we are all close brothers on Liangshan. If this brother makes a mistake, it is not appropriate to use a knife and gun." Seeing that the bandits came to persuade him, Song Jiang quickly stepped forward and said.

Wu Song is a soft but not hard person. If Yan Shun and Zheng Tianshou play hard, even if all the leaders come to persuade him, Wu Song will not show the slightest mercy to Wang Ying, but now the two of them are lying on the ground and kowtowing to themselves. In this way, Wu Song's heart softens.

At this time, Wu Yi also rushed over from the hall. After asking the reason for the matter, he persuaded Wu Song.

Who is Wu Yong? He relies on his mouth to make a living. In the past, Wu Xuexue fooled the three brothers of the Ruan family, who worked hard and kindly, into fishing into bandits who hijacked the birthday. It was naturally a piece of cake to deal with Wu Song. In a few words, he made it clear to Wu Song the power of killing and not to kill Wang Ying. Later, he saw that Wu Song was still a little hesitant, and told Wu Song a detailed explanation of the sixteen-character outline of Liangshan's development and the great idea of building a harmonious Liangshan. In this way, he easily vented Wu Song's anger, and under his deception, Wu Song also changed from a red-eyed murderous demon king to a Buddha who was about to put down the butcher's knife and was about to epiphany. Tuo.

Although Zhou Tian's attitude towards Wang Ying was not as obvious as Wu Song, Zhou Tian felt that it was more worry-free to kill Wang Ying. However, Wu's fooling with that boy was really too powerful. Listening to Zhou Tian, he also persuaded him that if he killed Wang Ying, he could naturally relieve his hatred, but However, he also offended a lot of leaders, especially those who have a good relationship with Wang Ying. In the future, they will retaliate or something. Therefore, in the long run, it is more appropriate not to kill Wang Ying than to kill Wang Ying, and Wu Yong also promised that he would often remind Wang Ying that such things would never happen again.

In this way, this farce was successfully solved under Wu Yong's tongue with a three-inch length and tongue coating (three inches of tongue). Yan Shun and Zheng Tianshou thanked Wu Song with great gratitude and left with Wang Ying, and the bandits also went back to drink.

"Uncle, what's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?" Zhou Tian just wanted to leave, but he heard Pan Jinlian's voice behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Pan Jinlian's thin shadow, which looked quite touching in the moonlight.

"It's more beautiful from this perspective." When Wu Dalang was at that time, Zhou Tian was short, so he looked up at Pan Jinlian, but now Zhou Tian was a little higher than Pan Jinlian. From the current perspective, Pan Jinlian was more petite and soft, which made Zhou Tian inexplicably painful. At the same time, her heart pounded.

"What are you talking about!" In the Song Dynasty, she praised a girl for being beautiful. As long as she was not an acquaintance, she was basically a hooligan, and especially for a married woman, it was about the same level as taking off her trousers. Therefore, after Zhou Tian praised Pan Jinlian, Wu Song lost his temper again. He came over and grabbed Zhou Tian's neck and roared, "You bird man, don't say these dirty words in front of my sister-in-law, otherwise don't blame my men for mercy."

"This is called filth." Zhou Tian broke away from Wu Song's hand and curled his lips and said, "I'm just to express my inner feelings."

"How dare you say it." Wu Song picked up the simple knife, and then he had to fight with Zhou Tian again.

"You still want me to have a beating, don't you?" It's natural to be afraid of fighting hard on Sunday. Since you can capture Wu Song once, you can naturally have a second time.

"Well, you cheated just now. I'll see if you can beat me this time." A white breath came out of Wu Song's nose and rushed to Zhou Tian.

"I'm tired today. I won't pester you anymore." Zhou Tian saw Wu Song rushing over and smiled. He used a light body skill and ran away. As he ran, he looked back at Pan Jinlian, sighed a little, and disappeared in front of Wu Song's eyes.

As soon as Zhou Tian left, a fat monk turned out of the grass. The monk held a wine jar in one hand and a roasted mutton leg in the other hand. He was drunk and obviously drank a lot of wine. He stood a little unsteadily. Seeing Wu Song and Pan Jinlian, he said, "I heard that Wang Ying came to disturb his younger sibling again. How about it? Didn't you cut that one down?" This huge monk is Lu Zhishen. He will die when he drinks wine. Just now, he came out of the hall with Wu Yiyi and fell more than 20 times on the road. Wu Yi went back to continue drinking. Lu Zhishen came over.

"No, let Wu Junshi persuade me." Wu Song shook his head.

"Wu is a bird man. He listened to his advice. He cut it down together and cut off his head as a chamber pot." Lu Zhishen burped and said to Pan Jinlian behind Wu Song, "It's also my sister-in-law for being beautiful. If I can't attract that perversion, I think my sister-in-law will marry another one as soon as possible. What kind of Taoist Dalang boy wants to practice? He definitely doesn't want you." Lu Zhishen praised Pan Jinlian for her beauty. If it hadn't been an acquaintance, Wu Song would have been punished as a hooligan.

"Uncle, I'll go back first." Bei Xiang asked Pan Jinlian in detail what had just happened. After listening to Lu Zhishen's words, his face turned white, and his body trembled slightly, so he strode back to the room.

"What's your sister-in-law doing? What's wrong with what my brother said?" Seeing Pan Jinlian go back to the house, Lu Zhishen shouted.

"I'll go first..." Wu Song stared at Lu Zhishen, but he didn't say much. What's wrong with Lu Zhishen, Wu Song naturally knew very well. When he was drunk, he could hold a stool and legs as a ham sausage and nib and a half. Therefore, Lu Zhishen couldn't listen to what he said after drinking. At the beginning, Chaogai didn't know that Lu Zhishen had this. After the problem, Lu Zhishen said that he had an affair with Wu Yu (historical records that Chao Gai was tall and strong but did not have a wife, and he didn't like women, and he often got tired of being with Wu Yi, so it was difficult not to make people daydream). After that, he almost fought. Since then, Lu Zhishen's drunken words were regarded as a deaf ear. Of course, Wu Song I won't pay attention to it--

After coming back from Pan Jinlian on Sunday, he did not go to the hall to drink again, but went back to the room arranged by Liang Shan and went to sleep. As for practice, Zhou Tian did not carry out tonight. It's not Zhou Tian is lazy, but because his heart is not quiet. Since the moment he went to Liangshan, Zhou Tian's psychology has been playing drums. When he saw Pan Jinlian's haggard appearance, Zhou Tian was even more heartbroken. He couldn't wait to admit that he was Wu Dalang on the spot, but Zhou Tian knew that even if he admitted it. What's the matter? Pan Jinlian believes it or not. It's impossible for me to stay with him. Instead of admitting the pain of parting again, it's better to be cruel and let her suffer to the end and completely break this thought. After all, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain, but it's easy to say and difficult to do. With that determination, Zhou Tian doesn't have to be entangled like this now. Hey, his face is probably almost twisted into Li Si... Zhou Tian, who has no practice, is also sleepless at night. It was not until dawn that he rested for a while, but in this dream, it is still Pan Jinlian's voice and smile at the beginning, as well as the current pale and haggard, evil fate... Qing On Sunday when I woke up in the morning, I still kept the entangled nominal. Under the hazy eyes, I went out of the door in a daze and went to the school yard in Liangshan.

At this moment, Sunday needs to vent for a while, so after Sunday found a red gun, he happily used a hundred birds and phoenixes, and vented the opposite. It was the grass man on the school. Under the use of Zhou Tian's set of gun methods, the grass man was naturally poked without skin and scattered. Come on.

"Good shooting!" While Zhou Tian was venting, he heard a burst of applause behind him. Zhou Tian looked back and saw that it was the forest of marijuana.

As a martial arts idiot, Lin Xiaozi naturally practiced guns every morning. When he came to the school field early this morning, he heard a sound of birds singing. When he looked closer, he saw that someone was playing marksmanship, and his marksmanship was not weak, which could be called the master's level. Lin Chong couldn't help but cheering.

"It turned out to be Brother Lin Chong." Seeing that it was Lin Chong on Sunday, he stopped and said hello to the phoenix.

"Brother knows me, don't you know your last name?" Because there are many leaders this time, and Sunday is relatively low-key. When he rowed seats yesterday, Sunday sat at the end, so Lin Chong did not pay much attention to Sunday, but vaguely remembered that Sunday was the new leader.

"My surname is Zhou, which is called Zhou Tian, and Jianghu people call me Zhao Yun." Zhou Tian slightly arched his hand and said.

"Sai Zhao Yu!?" Lin Chong's face trembled and looked carefully at Sunday. "Brothers practiced a hundred birds and phoenix shooting, and seeing that the brother had already had the style of a master just now, Zhao Yun was also worthy of it."

"Brother Lin Chong praised it." Lin Chong is a lot of marksmanship, and he is definitely at the top level in the master. He can make Lin Chong praise him. Zhou Tian's marksmanship can really be said to be close to a great deal, and Zhou Tian didn't use neither giant power nor light body skills just now. Therefore, when Lin Chong praised, Zhou Tian was still a little proud.

(to be continued)