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"Master, we are soldiers lined up by the imperial court! You actually dare to tie us up, don't you want to die! Hurry up and loosen our ties, otherwise the master will send you to the Western Heaven!" Zhu Chongba was the first to drink.

Listening to Zhu Chongba's words, the middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Since you are from the imperial court, then ~".

"Yes, hurry up and untie it!" Zhu Chongba interjected.

"Then kill it! No one knows!" said the middle-aged man.

"Yes!" the farmer behind him immediately surrounded him.

"How dare you!" Zhu Chongba was suddenly terrified. He originally wanted to use the identity of the court to scare the people in front of him, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him would not play cards according to the routine, and he would kill them when he came up. Zhu Chongba immediately looked at Fang Yu.

"Your Excellency, don't scare my son!" Fang Yu said.

"Son?" the middle-aged man called out and gathered around the crowd, then looked at Fang Yu with interest, and then at Zhu Chongba.

"I think you're about the same age, how can you be father and son?" asked the middle-aged man.

"I'm already fifty-fifty out of thirty!" Fang Yu said.

"Oh, you're thirty-five?" the middle-aged man looked at Fang Yu in disbelief. He is one in his Chinese New Year's Eve, and the man in front of him is actually older than himself!

"I'm just looking good and looking young. Fang Yu said.

Who called Fang Yu from modern times! Ancient people worked in the fields since they were children, and they were exposed to the wind and sun every day, and they were not full of food and clothing, and they naturally grew old quickly. Modern science and technology are developed, life is rich, food and clothing are worry-free, and it is natural to look young.

In ancient times, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, women had to get married, and men had to marry. In modern times, a baby can be called a baby in his thirties. Moreover, the average life expectancy of ancient people was only thirty or forty years old, and the average life expectancy of modern people is more than seventy. Of course, Fang Yu looked younger.

"Real person, this big brother's health skills are not inferior to yours. The man said to the old man sitting on the Taishi's chair.

"Haha, Xiaoyou doesn't know your name? In the future, when there is a chance, Poor Dao wants to ask you for advice, how do you look so young. The old man said to Fang Yu.

"Under the surname Fang Mingyu. I wonder if you can tell me your names?" Fang Yu asked.

"The poor road is Wudang Mountain Zhang Sanfeng, Xiaoyou will be lucky!" Zhang Sanfeng touched his beard and said to Fang Yu.

"What?" Fang Yu heard Zhang Sanfeng report to his home, and subconsciously spit out a foreign sentence in surprise.

Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Mountain, the founder of Taijiquan Taijijian, and the famous grandmaster in the history of martial arts, Zhang Zhenren actually stood in front of him alive!

In Mr. Jin Yong's novel Heaven and Dragon Slayer, Zhang Sanfeng is the pinnacle of material resources in the whole book. Someone else's sentence "Zhang Zhenren, before you run out of true qi, you may not be able to kill us all" shows his compulsion and invincibility.

"Are you really Zhang Zhenren?" Fang Yu asked.

"Naturally, no one would dare to fake my name. "

Zhang Sanfeng then asked, "What did Xiaoyou say just now?"

The English that Fang Yu said just now made Zhang Sanfeng a little confused. He has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has encountered countless people of all colors, even the people of color have seen a lot, but he has never heard the language that Fang Yu just said.

"Oh, I just said Western. Fang Yu said.

"Western?" Zhang Sanfeng had some doubts on his face. For him, having lived so long, there are few things he doesn't know. Therefore, the English that Fang Yu said just now made him feel a little new in his heart.

"Passing through the Western Regions, and further west, there is a continent called Europa. The people at Europa speak the Western dialect I just mentioned. Fang Yu said. Why don't you talk about Europe, because in Fang Yu's shallow historical knowledge, it seems that Europe was turned into Europa in ancient times.

"Oh, where is the Western Regions further west?" Zhang Sanfeng listened to Fang Yu's words, and his face showed interest: "Fang Xiaoyou has been there?"

"Been there a few times. Fang Yu said.

In modern times, Fang Yu also traveled to Europe several times. Of course, there is an interpreter with the group every time, otherwise with Fang Yu's Puying, foreigners may not understand anything.

"It seems that Xiaoyou is also a well-traveled person. If you have the opportunity, please tell me about the customs of Europa. The old man has traveled all over the world, and he really hasn't been to this Europa. Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Definitely, definitely!" Fang Yu said: "When the time comes, I will definitely know all the problems of real people, and I will say everything!"

"Then thank you Xiaoyou!" Zhang Sanfeng nodded to Fang Yu and expressed his gratitude.

"That's right. I wonder if the real person has a grandson named Zhang Wuji?" Fang Yu asked. He wanted to know if there was such a person as Zhang Wuji in history.

"Wuji? He is the son of my apprentice Zhang Cuishan, who traveled down the mountain a few days ago and has not yet returned?

Damn! There is really Zhang Wuji! Fang Yu had an indescribable sense of magic in his heart.

"Then what the hell is Yin Susu, is she dead?" Fang Yu asked again.

"Yin Susu? Who is she? Wuji's mother's name is Liu Cui'er, and she is the daughter of a tea farmer in my Wudang Mountain. I've never heard of this. Zhang Sanfeng said.

"That, that, I guess the Zhang Wuji I know and your apprentice's son are not the same person. Fang Yu said.

Sure enough, there are still some differences!

"There are many people with the same name and surname in the world, and it is normal for Xiaoyou to know someone who is not the same person as my apprentice. Zhang Sanfeng said slowly, and he was not surprised by what Fang Yu said.

"Then this, well, this old brother's surname?" Fang Yu asked the middle-aged man who had been hanging aside for a long time.