Seeing the opportunity, Lu Chengwen immediately grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and pulled it out with all his strength.

puff--!

The blood almost spurted out, and a stream of blood directly touched Lu Chengwen's face.

"Senior brother, you really have enough health! Junior brother is very impressed!"

Long Aotian hugged his thigh and said with difficulty: "You bastard! You pierced my artery!"

Lu Chengwen said: "That's why there is so much blood! Brother, please bear with me for the time being. This place is only a few hours' drive from the urban hospital. But the car is on the mountainside. Senior brother, can you walk to the mountainside by yourself?"

"Lu Chengwen! Your uncle!"

Zhuge Xiaohua was extremely furious.

He shouted loudly: "Despicable villain, I will kill you!"

The short sword had reached Lu Chengwen's head when it was stopped by Hua Xuening's long sword.

Zhuge Xiaohua was extremely angry: "Xue Ning! What did you do again? Didn't you see that he stabbed the young master?"

Hua Xuening said: "There is no need for you and me to argue about the right and wrong as Senior Huntiangang is here."

"You...are so mad at me!"

Hun Tiangang laughed loudly.

"Okay, okay! Good, good, good!"

Long Aotian lay on the ground, covering his thighs, and blood continued to flow out from the places that his hands could not cover: "Master! Junior brother is cheating, he should lose this game!"

Lu Chengwen said: "Why did I lose? How accurate was my sword? Just tell me whether there is a lot of blood or not!"

Long Aotian rolled on the ground and roared: "This is my leg! My leg! The blood is also my blood!"

Lu Chengwen said: "Hey, hey, senior brother, you don't think I will prick my thigh, do you? How can there be such a fool in the world?"

"Of course I prick myself! I prick myself all the time!"

"Yes, I stabbed you too. We both stabbed the same person. It's fair and reasonable!"

Huntian Gang tapped several acupuncture points on Long Aotian, and applied some mysterious plaster to the wounds.

Miraculously, the bleeding stopped.

Long Aotian reluctantly stood up with the help of Zhuge Xiaohua.

Hun Tiangang said: "I declare that Lu Chengwen wins this round."

Long Aotian was shocked: "Why, Master? It was obviously his foul?"

"Foul? No!"

Long Aotian: "Even if it is a comparison of bravery, I am braver than him. At least I stabbed myself! He didn't stab himself at all!"

Hun Tiangang looked at Long Aotian: "Who said this game is about bravery? This game is about wisdom. Let's see who is smarter and can pass smoothly!"

Long Aotian's eyes widened: "Then you want us to tell you a story about cutting flesh and eating each other's flesh?"

Hun Tiangang also opened his eyes wide: "Aotian, can you hear courage from this story? Do you feel that both of these two are brave?"

"I..." Long Aotian was speechless.

"Then...you should say something in advance!"

Huntiangang looked at Lu Chengwen: "Does this need to be said?"

Lu Chengwen shook his head: "Anyway, as soon as I heard what you said, Master, I knew that this game was a contest of wisdom, not courage. Those two idiots have nothing to do with the word 'brave'."

Long Ao was almost crying.

It’s not pain, it’s grievance!

I've never been played like this before.

"Then you've been gesticulating there for a long time, but you didn't dare to make a move!?"

Lu Chengwen was almost "crying":

"Brother!" Lu Chengwen said sadly: "What I want to stab is your leg! It's your heroic spirit and your heroic thigh! Do you think I can bear to stab you so easily?"

Lu Chengwen beat his chest: "I have to work hard to cheer myself up before I can muster the courage!"

Long Aotian roared angrily: "You can't bear to stab my aorta!? Ah!?"

Lu Chengwen drooled in the corners of his eyes: "Senior Brother! You are the one who told me to go in with one knife, not even the roots, and don't leave any blade outside!"

"You and I……"

"Without your encouragement, senior brother, come on, I really wouldn't be able to do it. Senior brother, you are really upright and upright!"

Zhuge Xiaohua was so angry that he said: "Lu Chengwen, I have never seen such a cunning and cunning villain like you! You are simply not a gentleman!"

Lu Chengwen laughed: "Xiaohua is really a good boy. He can only scold others by saying 'not a gentleman', haha."

Hua Xuening walked to Lu Chengwen and said with concern: "Are you okay? Mr. Lu."

Zhuge's face turned ferocious: "What can happen to him!? He stabbed someone else in the thigh!"

Lu Chengwen covered his heart: "I just stabbed my senior brother, and my heart aches."

Hua Xuening nodded: "I can understand your inner struggle, contradictions, pain and self-blame."

Zhuge Xiaohua gritted his teeth: "Which of your eyes saw him blaming himself!?"

"He cried." Hua Xuening pointed to the corner of Lu Chengwen's eyes.

"That's spit! Spit! He got it in front of us!"

Hua Xuening stamped her feet and said, "He just couldn't cry, so he used spit instead! Why can't you understand Mr. Lu's painstaking efforts?"

Long Aotian had stopped bleeding after being treated by Huntian Gang.

He supported Zhuge Xiaohua: "No need to say more, next round!"

"Hmm." Hun Tiangang said: "Two beloved disciples, who knows about the allusion in Twenty-Four Filial Piety, about eating shit and worrying about it?"

Long Aotian narrowed his eyes: Old man, what are you going to do!?

Lu Chengwen was also thinking:

[Damn, it’s more exciting every time.]

Zhuge Xiaohua secretly said to Long Aotian: "Young Master, in the second round, we can only win, not lose."

"I understand." Long Aotian sighed: "Win two out of three games. He won the first game. The second game was his match point. If I lose again, there will be no third game. This game

, I am bound to win!”

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Lu Chengwen said: "Master, I know this story."

"In ancient times, there was a man named Yu Qianlou who became a county magistrate. Less than ten days after taking office, he felt flustered and sweating. He had a premonition that something was going to happen at home, so he hurriedly resigned and returned home."

"When I got home, it turned out that my father had been seriously ill for two days."

Long Aotian took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and continued:

"The doctor told him that if he wanted to know whether his condition was good or bad, he just had to taste the stool. If it was bitter, it meant everything was fine."

"But after Yu Qianlou tasted his father's feces, he found that the taste was very sweet, so he felt worried. He knelt down and worshiped Beidou at night, praying that he could die in his father's place."

Lu Chengwen continued:

"A few days later, Yu Qianlou's father died of illness. Yu Qianlou buried his father and observed mourning for three years."

Then he sighed: "You are really a filial son!"

Hun Tiangang also sighed: "Yes, Yu Qian Lou is willing to taste feces because he is worried about his father's illness. Can you do it?"

Lu Chengwen immediately said: "Of course you can! Once a teacher, always a father, you are the same as my father. When it comes to filial piety, there is no ambiguity in the disciples!"

Long Aotian thought for a moment: "Master, this time we are competing for 'filial piety', right? Not...competing for wisdom, bravery or something like that, right? Don't let me have a cool meal, and you two will say that I am a bastard if I don't bring it."

This is how we play.”

Hun Tiangang said: "What is this? Twenty-four filial piety, twenty-four filial piety, this time the comparison is about filial piety. Let me just look at you two, hey, who has this kind of filial piety."

Huntian Gang casually escaped from behind a pile of rice fields: "Hey! This is what I achieved yesterday. You...who will come first?"

Lu Chengwen immediately said: "I'll come first!"

Then he glanced at Long Aotian proudly.

Long Aotian clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I'll go first!"

I can't lose!

Going to the fourth gate...is related to my martial destiny in this life!

And what Hun Tiangang Lao Deng said is right, a few rounds of ups and downs have greatly reduced my strength. If I miss another opportunity, I'm afraid I will stay in the middle four gates and be an ordinary warrior for the rest of my life.

I absolutely cannot accept this result!
To be continued...