Pirate's Infinite Wings

Chapter 22: Secrets

Fang Lang thoughtfully touched the ancient evil sword on his waist, and he knew it in his heart.

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaofeng had already guessed it.I'm just a little curious about what's important about them.At this moment, a short, thin, rags old man walked in staggeringly.There are still dozens of meters away, and several people can smell the smell of wine on his body.

Different from ordinary drunk people, this smell of alcohol is a long-term drinking. The smell of alcohol has penetrated into the body with the accumulation of time, and exudes from the inside out. It can be seen that this person loves wine like life.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled almost invisible. This person is not the grandfather of turtle grandson. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing every time he saw him.Fang Lang recognized himself, exactly as described in the original book, but who else could he be?

Master Sun squinted at Fang Lang, as if he had recognized the person, and he seemed to look at his location casually.There is no half of the focus in his eyes, and the one that does not leave his hand is always the broken wine bottle.

Seeing his appearance, the Taoist Mu couldn't help but ridicule: "Master Sun, do you say you didn't serve the court well and wasted all your skills." Of course, this is just a statement, and he doesn't expect it. What kind of decent answer can Master Sun give?

"Value!" Uncle Sun didn't even lift his eyelids, he answered Mu Taoist's question simply and neatly.

Fang Lang earnestly amassed this seemingly cynical person. Perhaps he had seen through the joys and sorrows of the world. You can't even see the joys, anger, sorrow and joy from his face. There is nothing more true than that.

Mu Daoren is no exception. This answer is actually no different from the way he has always done things, except that he admires the man's mind in his heart. Old man Sun drank the wine in the gourd in a big mouthful.

"This has the advantage. There are not many people in this world who can be so casual." These words came from the Taoist Mu.But it didn't mean to be contemptuous. After all, there are too few people in this world who don't like things.

Lu Xiaofeng was silent, but his friendship with Master Sun was not bad.Of course, it’s better not to comment on this kind of thing, and Mudaoren’s evaluation is so pertinent.

Old man Sun’s personality is indeed like this. As long as he drank alcohol, his words were rarely foolish.However, this does not prevent him from making a living, after all, not everyone has the ability to eat this job.

Jushi Gu Song is a person who doesn't like to laugh. Even if the Taoist Mu is joking, he always pays attention to the issues he wants to know. It's just that the three of them have only arrived at one person so far. Where did the rest go?

Fang Lang found out that there seemed to be only Master Sun from beginning to end, so he looked at Master Sun and said with a calm face: "Where are the two gentlemen Datong and Dazhi?"

In a word, Lu Xiaofeng patronized and listened to Mu Daoren and Old Man Sun joking, and suddenly forgot the two old gentlemen Mu Tong and Da Zhi. They haven't even appeared until now, which is a bit strange.

Master Sun raised his hand and pointed to the wine cellar not far away: "There." He looked drunk, but it didn't seem to be a joke.Fang Lang frowned, hiding there, is this necessary?

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but said, "Why are they hiding there?" He really couldn't think of any reason to hide there, and it wasn't shameful.Wouldn't the image of Old Man Sun being such a bad old man come out to meet people?

Grandpa Sun was not polite, so he gave him a blank glance and said: "How do I know, why don't you ask them to go?" Then, Grandpa Sun didn't idle, and staggered to the front of the cave.

This hole looked extremely small, and Fang Lang even wondered whether even a thin person like Grandpa Sun could get in. If the two old gentlemen could get in, then how thin would it be.Even with the ability to shrink bones, I am afraid it is not so easy.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "If I ask this question, would it cost a hundred taels of silver, and..." Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what to say, and Master Sun had already taken his words to the end.

"Old rules, wait outside." The implication is self-evident.Not only did they have to give money, but they couldn't even see the true colors of the two masters. Sure enough, the three old men did not lose money.

For this, Fang Lang had no opinion.Just curious, how did they get in.Master Sun didn't talk nonsense. He immediately bent and slid into the cave, his movements seemed to be done in one go and he was very skilled.

The cave dwelling is actually dark and small. Even a short person like Master Sun has to flex his body and use some tricks to get in flexibly. The whole process looks terrifying.Master Sun's body bends to an incredible arc.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe that such an action can be performed by humans.In addition, this place seems to have been abandoned for a long time. If you see such a scene at night, the timid may be scared to death.

Not long afterward, the wooden Taoist's voice came from inside the cave: "Start!" The voice seemed to be coming from a long distance, and it sounded like a valley echoing, very close to you but nowhere. Ways reach.

The first person to question is naturally a wooden Taoist.This conversation was obviously arranged by him and Gu Song.Fang Lang was not surprised, he was just a little curious about Lu Xiaofeng's reaction.

It seemed that he had already guessed what Mu Dao wanted to ask, but he didn't speak either, but honestly waited for him to speak.Fang Lang smiled. He didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng to be able to bear it, but this was a little bit beyond his expectation.

"In the September 15th battle, is it Ye Gucheng, the God of War, or Fang Lang who can win?" This was a question everyone wanted to ask, but Fang Lang didn't care about it very much at the moment.After all, he was still thinking about Ye Gucheng's injury.

After speaking, the Taoist Mu was unambiguous...