Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face as soon as he met him. The Yingbin young man had no idea what was going on. He thought that Chu Xiang had used some despicable trick. He became furious and was about to take action with all his strength. Chu Xiang's figure had already appeared more than ten meters away.

, the old-fashioned voice came clearly: "Young man, you should be lucky that I am in a good mood today and caught two big fish, otherwise I would demolish Deyue Villa."

As soon as Chu Xiang finished speaking, an energetic voice came from a wooden building by the lake: "Who is talking so brazenly?"

Chu Xiang was happy, taught the younger one a lesson, and ran out of the older one. He wanted to see how arrogant and domineering this Deyue Villa was, so he turned around, stopped and looked at Mulou and said, "I dare not say big words, it's okay if I don't feel ashamed."

Mr. Wang and his group were walking up the stairs to the water platform. When they heard that things were stirring up again and saw the excitement, they all stopped and turned around to watch the development of the matter.

The tall woman named Luo Luo didn't hear Chu Xiang's previous sentence, but only heard the latter one. She frowned slightly and said, "Why is this guy so ungrateful? Why did he offend Yueshan Villa?"

Following Luo Luo's words, a figure jumped out from the wooden building next to it and landed in front of Chu Xiang more than 20 meters away. The strong wind swept the snowflakes away, revealing a flat ground.

"Miss Luoluo, you may have made a mistake. This fisherman is not showing his true identity. If Deyue Villa only has these people, it will probably suffer a loss." Seeing that the two of them were about to take action, the strong bodyguard wearing sunglasses next to him said.

"How can he fight against so many people by himself?" Luoluo said in disbelief.

"Guangde, what is this fisherman's strength and is he worth recruiting?" Mr. Wang said, squinting his eyes.

"Boss, I don't see it, but if the boss wants to recruit him, why not let Miss Luoluo express her intention later." said the strong bodyguard in sunglasses named Guangde.

"Why should I go?" Luoluo asked doubtfully.

"You just showed your kindness. These weird-tempered people in the world care about this the most. They will never say anything bad to you no matter what." Mr. Wang said.

"So that's it." Luoluo smiled and held Mr. Wang's hand tighter, her breasts rubbing Mr. Wang's arm from time to time.

It doesn't matter if you have strong martial arts skills. A smart and wealthy person like Mr. Wang is the best person to rely on. Even a master like Guangde has been taken under his wing. A little fisherman is nothing.

What jumped out from the wooden building was a short, stocky middle-aged man, with bulging temples and piercing eyes. He was obviously a master. The short, stocky middle-aged man stared at Chu Xiang and said slowly: "Yu stay, I sincerely apologize.

Spare you the pain of flesh and blood."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Deyue Villa is so majestic, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?" Chu Xiang said.

"Looking for death." The short, stocky middle-aged man was furious and punched out, causing the wind and snow to stir.

Chu Xiang swayed, stretched out the popsicle in his hand, and flicked the big fish tail hanging on the stick out of reflex, just in time to hit the stocky middle-aged man's face.

A tail slap woke up the short and stocky middle-aged man. The short and stocky middle-aged man was shocked. He took a few steps back and looked at Chu Xiang fearfully. He was shocked in his heart and did not dare to take action rashly again.

"Boss, I'm afraid it's difficult to recruit this person," said the bodyguard in strong sunglasses.

"How do you say that?" Mr. Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly.

"This person is a master of Danjin." Guangde said.

"Master of Danjin." Mr. Wang chewed carefully and quietly watched the confrontation between the two.

"Can we talk some sense now?" Chu Xiang said.

The stocky middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he said solemnly: "Please speak."

"You two apologize to me and let this matter go. Otherwise, I won't be happy if my fish dies on the way." Chu Xiang said.

The look of the stocky middle-aged man changed. He caught a glimpse of Chu Xiang's shiny stick holding the fish, his pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me for any offense caused by Deyue Villa."

Seeing the guard captain's actions, the young man welcoming the guest didn't know that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended. He quickly stepped forward and bowed at a ninety degree angle: "Young man has eyesight but cannot see the mountain. Senior, please

Forgive me."

His face-changing skills are faster than those of a child. No wonder he can guard the gate of Deyue Villa. This face-changing skill should not be underestimated.

"It's okay, I'm quite sincere." Chu Xiang nodded slightly, turned around and left with two big fish.

"Although there are many Danjin masters in Wucheng, it must not be difficult to identify them. Guangde, do you know who this person is?" Mr. Wang said.

"I can't tell that this person must have changed his appearance. Judging from his behavior, it seems that there is no one who can match his name." Guangde said.

Mr. Wang nodded and walked onto the water platform.

After Chu Xiang walked away, the young man who welcomed the guest looked at the short and stout middle-aged man in confusion and said, "Uncle Lin?"

"This person's strength is unpredictable. Don't provoke him. If you see him again next time, don't collide with him." Uncle Lin warned.

"Yes." The welcoming young man nodded.

Chu Xiang rushed back to Wucheng and ran to Nanhua Villa in a gust of wind. When people along the way saw Chu Xiang carrying two big fish, they all showed envy.

After the Elite Challenge, a large number of young masters emerged. Young masters such as the unknown Sun Ying and Wu Shuangjian showed their talents. Whether it was martial arts or influence, they had surpassed Chu Xiang. Chu Xiang, who had not done anything major for a long time, slowly faded out of the public eye.

, the incident in Qingcheng made people feel that Chu Xiang had become decadent and began to decline, and the attention to him was greatly reduced, so Chu Xiang was not afraid of being recognized.

In the middle of winter, except for the sea, all rivers and lakes have frozen, making it difficult to catch fish. The two fish on the stick are still struggling, obviously not dead. In winter, the sea level drops, and the seaside is more than 200 kilometers away from Wucheng.

It is not easy to bring fresh fish to Wucheng. Such fresh and big fish are truly hard to find.

Several people wanted to stop Chu Xiang on the road, probably because they wanted to buy fish, but Chu Xiang ran too fast, and those people had no time to say anything, and Chu Xiang was already gone.

He ran all the way to Wudang Courtyard next to Nanhua Courtyard. The door of the Courtyard was open. Chu Xiang ran in and saw an old man lying on a lounge chair in front of the corridor, wandering around.

The old man was none other than the senior Wudang who watched the challenge match with Chu Xiang last time. In addition to the old man, there were several people in the backyard. Judging from their aura, they should be disciples of Wudang sect.

Ever since the three old men stationed in Wudang Villa, this place has become a forbidden area. No one dares to come around to inquire about information unless they don't want to live anymore, so Chu Xiang is not afraid of exposing his identity.

"Senior, I'll give you a big fish." Chu Xiang said, swinging the stick, and a big fish flew over.

In his sleep, the old man stretched out his hand and picked up the flying fish. He half-squinted his eyes and said slowly: "Wouldn't it be better to give both of them away?"

Chu Xiang smiled and said, "That won't work. I want to give this to someone else."

The old man snorted dissatisfied and shouted: "Zhou Shen."

Someone in the backyard responded.

"Senior, next time we see you, I have to send him there quickly, otherwise it won't taste good if you die." Chu Xiang said, running towards the Kuchan Temple outside the city.

Kuchan Temple is still the same. The tattered roof under the weight of thick snow seems to be about to collapse at any time. The snow in front of the door is already a foot thick, and no one has cleaned it.

This place is also a forbidden area now. When Zhang Zhen leaves home, no one knows what he will do. How can he dare to be so timid? Moreover, the monk is unpredictable. Unless he is an old immortal, no one dares to come here.

Zhang Zhen was not around, and there was only the aura of the crazy monk. Chu Xiang was slightly disappointed and shouted inside: "Master, do you want to eat fish?"

"Eat." A feeble voice came, and the crazy monk appeared at the door. When he saw the big fish that Chu Xiang was carrying, his eyes suddenly lit up. He reached out and grabbed the fish that Chu Xiang was carrying.

Sure enough, he is a master of Danjin level. I am afraid that more than one possibility is possible, but the appearance of this starving ghost does not look like an expert. Chu Xiang was about to speak when the crazy monk touched his bald head and murmured: "With meat but no wine,

It’s a fly in the ointment.”

Chu Xiang smiled and said: "Master, wait a moment, the wine will be here soon."

He ran back to the city and bought a few jars of wine from the bad-tempered old man's small wine shop. Chu Xiang rushed back to Kuchan Temple.

When Chu Xiang returned to Kuchan Temple, the crazy monk had almost cooked the fish, and the golden fish skin made his mouth water when he looked at it, and the fragrance filled the air.

The crazy monk looked solemn and kept turning the big fish over, as if the big fish in his hand was the Buddha, and he was extremely pious.

Chu Xiang swallowed his saliva and waited for a while. The crazy monk finally grilled the fish. Without saying a word, he grabbed the wine that Chu Xiang brought and took a sip. He took the big fish and gnawed it, one mouthful of wine and one mouthful of meat.

Incomparably, he actually had no intention of giving it to Chu Xiang.

After watching the crazy monk eat for a while, Chu Xiang couldn't resist the temptation after all. He rubbed it on the popsicle, and the thin popsicle turned into a sharp ice knife. He cut everything on the fish, cut off a third of the fish tail, and carried it.

Eat the fish tail.

Soon the monk had finished most of the fish, had enough to eat and drink, patted his bulging belly, and went back to sleep without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, the crazy monk was so strict and refused to reveal any information about Zhang Zhen. Chu Xiang had no choice but to clean up the messy yard and sit on the steps to wait.
Chapter completed!