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The excitement in Zhang Taiping's heart has calmed down after such a hearty vent. This is the first time he has encountered an opponent who is barely evenly matched, and he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

The old man paused for a moment and asked, "Are you Zhang Donglai's successor?"

"Zhang Donglai?" Zhang Taiping shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

The old man's expression was startled, his brows furrowed and he said: "I see that your swordsmanship has a shadow of Zhang Donglai's, but it seems to have more room for maneuver than his domineering attitude that never comes back."

Zhang Taiping's expression changed and he asked: "Have you ever heard of Zhang Wufu?"

"Zhang Wufu?" The old man looked shocked and asked repeatedly, "You said you learned your sword skills from Zhang Wufu?"

Zhang Taiping nodded noncommittally.

Seeing Zhang Taiping nod and acknowledge, the old man's expression became excited for the first time: "Only he can train a young knife master like you. Is he still alive?"

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "It has been a long time since I passed away."

"Is the immortal going away?" The excited expression on the old man's face faded and became eclipsed. He murmured to himself, "Yes, if he were still in the world, there would already be more than 130 people. How could a martial artist survive?

At this age?"

Although people who practice martial arts are much stronger than ordinary people, they overextend their body's potential while practicing martial arts. The more powerful the martial arts, the greater the overexploitation. Very few powerful martial artists can live beyond the age of eighty, and they have not heard of it at ninety.

I’ve said it before. Of course, people like the old man of the Zhang family are an anomaly, because although the old man’s kung fu is great, it is not his main business. His main business is medical skills, and his method of recuperation and fitness is better than kung fu, so he has practiced martial arts for many years.

No harm was done to the body.

The old man's expression was gloomy, and there was no fighting spirit on his body. He seemed like a twilight old man who turned around and left without saying another word, sheathed his sword.

Zhang Taiping did not catch up and do anything to kill him. He could see that the old man was really a little frustrated, whether it was because he was not as good as a young man or because he heard the news that Zhang Wufu had passed away.

From what I felt, Zhang Taiping couldn't even think of using a sword on a twilight old warrior. There is always a little pity between warriors.

"I wonder if this Donglai has anything to do with Zhang Wufu?" Zhang Taiping remembered the last words left by the old man Zhang Wufu in the cave, saying that he was looking for a successor to pass on his sword skills. If this Donglai is really Zhang Wufu's descendant

Man, Zhang Taiping doesn't mind passing on his sword skills back, I believe this will better empower the old man's spirit in heaven.

The old man's figure kept moving, and a low voice came from the dusk: "It is his grandson, from Luolong District, Luoyang."

Zhang Taiping wrote down this address, and he would have to go to Luoyang for a visit in the future.

Watching the old man's back disappear into the night, Zhang Taiping turned around and only Wang Gui and Xing Rushui were left.

Wang Gui asked: "What should we do now?"

Zhang Taiping said: "Clean up this place and leave."

"What about the treasures here...?" Wang Gui put down the Weichong and asked.

Zhang Taiping said: "If you have any ideas, we can go in and bring more."

Wang Gui shook his head and said: "Why do I need so much? I don't plan to go out anymore. No matter how much money I have, I can't go out in our small mountain village."

"Then quickly take care of it and prepare to leave." Zhang Taiping said.

So the three of them threw the two corpses outside into the hole and cleaned up the blood on the ground. Wang Gui also threw two handfuls of micro punch into the hole.

Zhang Taiping asked with a smile: "Why, don't you keep one for yourself?"

Wang Gui shook his head and said: "I'm not good at firearms. I feel that I don't have a shovel to use this, so it won't be of much use if I keep it, and it can easily cause trouble."

Zhang Taiping nodded, that's the truth. In a country like China, which has extremely strict gun control, it is not a trivial matter if you are found to be hiding guns. He has collected several guns, but they are all placed in the space.

, don’t worry about being discovered by anyone.

The three of them picked up the shovels brought by the men in black and quickly buried the entrance of the cave. Then Wang Gui made some arrangements on top to make it look no different from other places.

After burying this side, the three of them picked up their big bags and walked towards the other side of the slope. This side was originally guarded by a man in black with a gun, but now there is no trace, leaving only a tree next to the old tree.

A pool of blood.

Zhang Taiping's expression changed. He wondered why there were blood stains here. He immediately pulled out his short knife and jumped into the hole to take a closer look.

Inside the cave was the body of a man in black, but it was still warm, so he had obviously died not long ago. The wound on his body was not a knife wound, but a dagger inserted into his neck. The technique was clean and neat, killing him instantly. So.

It couldn't be that the old man killed this person, it could only be the poppy who left first. I couldn't help but think of Wang Gui's evaluation of this woman, which was indeed as beautiful as a peach * as poisonous as a scorpion.

"What's going on?" Wang Gui asked after Zhang Taiping climbed out of the cave.

Zhang Taiping said: "There is the body of a man in black inside, probably killed by poppies."

"This woman..." Wang Gui muttered to himself.

Zhang Taiping waved his hand and said: "Well, he doesn't know our identity anyway, and he can't make any waves. Let's fill this hole quickly."

The three people quickly filled up the cave entrance. Just like the cave entrance on the other side, Wang Gui also made some decorations on it. It doesn't look so conspicuous. In a few days, it will look like the surroundings without leaving any trace.

After dealing with all the traces here, the three people left quickly. At this point, apart from the three people, only the old man and Poppy Hua knew the existence of this mausoleum. Naturally, it was impossible for the old man to tell it, and Poppy Hua was a

A woman who is extremely smart will only hide it and slowly digest the wealth after making a fortune. I believe she will not tell it.

The three of them did not enter the town again. It was still past two o'clock in the middle of the night in such a remote place where no one could be seen, let alone a taxi. The three of them had no choice but to walk dozens of miles towards the nearest county seat. Fortunately, all three of them were there.

People who practice martial arts have strong physical fitness, so walking all night with things on their backs is not a big deal.

The three of them entered the county town early the next morning, and first found a breakfast shop to sit down and fill in the five internal organs, which had already been rebelling and making trouble.

After a tense night, the three of them consumed a lot of energy, especially the battle between Zhang Taiping and the old man. He ate twenty big buns worth one yuan each, and then drank three bowls of them.

Porridge. Although Wang Gui was not as exaggerated as him, he still ate three or four times as much as ordinary people.

But what surprised others in the store most was not the appetite of the two grown men, but the five cages of steamed dumplings stacked in front of Xing Rushui, the extremely beautiful and charming beauty. Can the appetite of a beautiful woman be so terrifying? It’s a bit scary.

The feeling of being scared.

"Have these three people not eaten for three years?" This is the common thought in everyone's heart.

A young couple sat next to them. The girl with two cute little freckles on her nose ate and drank enviously but maintained a perfect figure. Xing Rushui said to the little boyfriend beside her: "Look, I said

You are born with a good figure, and you will not gain weight if you eat, you still don’t believe it.”

The boy rolled his eyes and said, "You can make up your own mind. If you get fat when the time comes, don't blame me for buying you stuff to make you fat."

The girl was a little excited, but after looking at her slim figure and looking at herself who was a little chubby, she finally shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'll continue to lose weight."

In fact, the fatness that girls have is not obesity, but cute baby fat. However, girls and women all hope that their figure can be as perfect as walking like water, so perfect that people can envy and envy them.

"You're not fat, so it's better not to lose weight. You'll look just as good as you do now," the boy said.

The girl rolled her eyes at him and said, "Who knows if you are telling the truth? Don't men all like slim women?" After saying that, she glanced at Xing Rushui.

The boy stopped talking.

Listening to the young couple's conversation, Zhang Taiping and Xing Rushui shook their heads and chuckled.

ps: Here comes the fifth update, the old Buddha is almost exhausted. Please give me some flowers and a reward without commission in May.