"Si Yuanjie, this little brat, I have to deal with him when I see him..." Sitting in the car, the person who spoke harshly was not the fat man, but the relatively calm Sanpao.

The fat man's girlfriend went home to celebrate the New Year. He was bored and wanted to go out for a walk, but the three shots were different. During the New Year, not only did many relatives at home want to send gifts, but more importantly, this is a good opportunity to flatter his mother-in-law. He was still working at his mother-in-law's house yesterday.

"Just your tricks, Si Yuanjie will get you with one hand..."

The fat man who was driving curled his lips and said, "Sanpao, why don't we make a bet? If you can use three tricks with Si Yuanjie, Fatty will help you get the money for your wedding. If you can't, how about you driving when you come back?"

"Are you true?" Sanpao looked at the fat man with his eyes slanted, "Stay true, don't you regret it?"

"Nonsense, Fatty Master spitted and felt a pit. When did he count the words he said?" The fat man looked furious and turned his head to argue with Sanpao.

"Okay, fat man, drive well. Anyway, you will drive the past!" Fang Yi, who was sitting in the back row, spoke. Compared with Fat Man and Sanpao, Fang Yi's face was a little more solemn.

"Brother Yi, what's wrong? You don't feel very emotional..." Sanpao looked back and said with a smile: "Are you unhappy if you didn't see your sister-in-law before the New Year?"

"Do you think I am like you, and I can't survive if I don't see my wife for two days?" Fang Yi said angrily: "It's a bit wrong. Something might have happened to Si Yuanjie. I'm counting that his situation is not very good now. Fatty, you'd better drive your car faster..."

Since the old Taoist priest once said that the cause and effect of leaking the secrets of heaven is very serious, Fang Yi rarely calls a hexagram for people's good or bad luck. However, yesterday, after a blue lotus broke the evil spirit in his body, Fang Yi was very well-versed, so he gave Si Yuanjie a hexagram, but the hexagram made Fang Yi even more worried.

"Not good? How bad is it?"

The fat man who was driving was stunned for a moment, unconsciously stepped on some accelerator. He and Sanpao were very familiar with Fang Yi's skills, which was much more reliable than the martial arts masters who had the signature "Iron Mouth, One Demonstration, One Demonstration" in the streets and alleys.

"If we go too late, we may be in danger of life..."

Fang Yi frowned and said, "This is quite strange. If you want to say that Si Yuanjie has a good cultivation level, ordinary people are not his opponent at all. Could it be that they have a car accident or something?"

To be honest, Fang Yi is most at ease with the few people around him now. Boss Man, who has been with antiques for so many years, is an old man. Needless to say, he is a man of his own, and he rarely offends others.

The second person who reassured Fang Yi was Si Yuanjie. Si Yuanjie practiced martial arts since childhood, had a calm personality, and had strict family tutoring. He never attacked ordinary people. He did not use his skills even when he was chased and beaten in the capital, which shows his heart shape.

As for the person who was most uneasy to Fang Yi, it was not the fat man, but the three cannons sitting in front of Fang Yi.

Although the fat man is impulsive and his mouth is usually cheap, he is also thick-skinned. After causing trouble, he is scolded for a few words. The fat man usually won’t do anything. On the contrary, Sanpao is usually not very weak, but as long as he takes action, his hand will be very dark. If he doesn’t cause serious injuries, he will not stop working.

"Brother Yi, what kind of society is now? As the saying goes, no matter how high your skills are, you are afraid of kitchen knives..."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, the fat man said indifferently: "A few days ago, it was published in the newspaper. A president of a martial arts association quarreled with his neighbor and was seriously injured by a kitchen knife. He is still lying in the hospital.

"Fatty, this is a matter of separating people. If you don't believe me, please try to cut Brother Yi with a kitchen knife?" Sanpao laughed and said, "If you can cut Brother Yi seriously injured and hospitalized, I will pay you the bride price for your marriage!"

"This matter is a bit difficult. Can we change someone? I'll try to cut you?"

The bets made by Sanpao are still very attractive to the fat man, because Meng Shuangshuang's family is in a poor area in the northwest and the conditions are really not very good. If he wants to marry Meng Shuangshuang, the dowry may not be paid for tens of thousands of yuan.

"You'd better cut yourself with a knife and play with it. When you mention Brother Yi, you'll be soft..." Sanpao curled his lips and looked at the fat man with contempt.

"Hey, Brother Yi can't be included. He is not afraid of kitchen knives..."

The fat man eliminated Fang Yi. Since seeing the giant anaconda head cut off by Fang Yi in the Wild Man Mountain, Fang Yi has already had an equal number with the characters in martial arts novels in the minds of Fat Man and others.

"Stop talking nonsense, drive quickly..."

Fang Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head. The reason why the fat man said such words was that he was just a person outside the door. People who really had kung fu skills were just the most basic skills to grab the blade with empty hands. Most of them were those who could be cut by kitchen knives.

This is also a kind of sorrow in the martial arts world today. Most of the masters who have real kung fu live in seclusion without showing any signs of water. However, those so-called masters who practice traditional routines participate in various competitions all day long. In Fang Yi's opinion, this kind of behavior is not much better than those who are playing monkeys on the street.

It is almost 800 kilometers from Jinling to Hebei Province. The expressway was opened a few years ago, and the road was not very difficult to walk. However, it snowed two days ago, and the road was still a little slippery, so the car was not very fast. After arriving in Pengcheng at noon, several people entered the service area to eat something, and changed to Sandai in the afternoon to drive.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Fang Yi and the others rushed to the small town where Si Yuanjie was, but Si Yuanjie's family was still in a remote countryside. After having supper in the city, the fat man found someone to find out about the village where Si Yuanjie was, and the few people rushed over overnight.

"Grandma, this road is really hard to walk, it's not as good as our Fangcun..."

It has been driving on this muddy road for more than two hours, but the car probably hasn't run fifty kilometers. The three-cannon driving was a little better, but the fat man sitting next to him almost broke up. If it weren't for the snow and slippery road, the fat man would rather get out of the car and walk.

"If you want to be rich, build roads first, and give birth to less children and more trees. This slogan has been posted many times, but the road is still so bad..."

Sanpao couldn't help but mumble. He felt a little sorry for the business car he just bought. You know, when he passed a few mud pits just now, he clearly felt the contact between the chassis and the ground, and he didn't know if the car was damaged.

"It's almost here. Alas, there is light in front of you. It should be the village where Si Yuanjie is..."

Fang Yi's eyes were sharp, and he saw a light in front of him through the night. He quickly cheered up Sanpao, but he drove from where they were to the entrance of the village and ran for about ten minutes.

In winter, rural areas, like the land planted by farmers, have also entered a state of hibernation. At around 11 o'clock, almost every household turned off the door and the lights were turned on, and only the dim lights were lit at the entrance of the village. The sound of engines when cars drove into the village seemed particularly harsh.

The sound of the engine broke the silence of the village, and the dogs raised by several families even barked wildly. The village is not small, with about a few hundred families, so there are naturally many dogs raised, and the barking is continuous.

"This village is so poor. Judging from this, it is estimated that only a few families have installed electric lights..."

With the light of the car headlights, Sanpao looked at the house in front. When he saw it, he couldn't help but shake his head, because almost all the houses that were in sight were built with rice poles and mud. Not to mention that they were very low, they were afraid that the wind would blow down directly.

Compared with the simplicity here, Fangcun, where Sanpao grew up, has entered a modern society directly. At least they rely on the mountains to earn the mountains. Most of the houses in their families are made of rocks and forests, which is much better than the conditions here.

"Fang Yi, I'll knock on the village chief's door..."

The fat man opened the car door and a cool breeze roared into the car. The countryside was relatively empty, but the temperature was two or three degrees lower than that in the city. When the wind blew, the fat man couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Do you know which village chief's house is?" Fang Yi shook his head and said, "Let's wait in the car. When the villagers hear the sound of the car, they should come out to check..."

"Hey, is it hard to find a village chief's house? Which yard is a radio speaker, then the designated one is the village chief's house..."

The fat father is the village chief. He has clear ideas about these routines in the countryside. Better villages often set up offices and set up the radio stations in the village there, but the poor village in front of him is probably installed directly at the village chief's home.

The fat man jumped out of the car as he spoke, but his feet slipped and almost fell down. After holding the car, the fat man couldn't help but curse: "Grandma, I've been sleeping so early. I must have been staying in the bed and making babies. I don't know how to repair the road at the entrance of the village..."

"Fatty, don't knock on the door, someone is out..." Just as the fat man got out of the car, Fang Yi saw that the doors of several families were opened, but the first one came out was a few released dogs, and rushed towards Fang Yi and the others.

"Grandma, I just let the dog go even if I don't come out. What's going on?" Seeing seven or eight evil dogs pounce on him, the fat man made a corner and got into the car quickly, and took the car door with him.
Chapter completed!