The old beggar had white hair and beard, and his face was red. He held a big red gourd in his hand. As he stood up, the wine in the gourd rippled gently, and the aroma of the wine wafted out, making Yang Xingzhou salivate.

This old beggar has strong bones, but his fat belly makes him look a bit cumbersome, but his ability to appear silently next to Yang Xingzhou is already very remarkable, and he seems to be even better than Yang Xingzhou.

"Oh, this wine is good!"

Yang Xingzhou smelled the aroma of wine and looked at the wine gourd. He saw that the old beggar's right hand holding the gourd was missing an index finger. He immediately became enlightened and knew the old beggar's identity. He smiled and said, "Jueqing Valley has always been hidden."

It is normal for Senior Hong not to know if he has not been born in this world."

The old beggar was stunned and said, "Do you recognize me?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Senior Hong, the nine-fingered divine beggar, who in the world doesn't know him?"

The old beggar said: "Good boy, you said you can't live in seclusion in Jueqing Valley. I don't think you are a reclusive person."

Yang Xingzhou chuckled and said, "I'm different from them."

The old beggar looked Yang Xingzhou up and down and said, "Is Jueqinggu's kung fu so powerful?"

This person is none other than Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered beggar.

Since he passed on the position of leader of the Beggar Clan to Huang Rong, he has traveled east and west alone, looking for exotic delicacies in the world, and finally arrived in Lingnan.

Guangdong has a warm climate and the most rare recipes.

After he arrived in Lingnan, he found what he wanted and did not return north to the Central Plains for more than ten years.

In the land of Guangdong, poisonous snakes stewed soup, old cats stewed snakes, there was almost nothing that could not be eaten. Hong Qigong was a pure foodie. He even chopped off a section of his own finger because of his gluttony. Even so, this time

I still can't change my greedy temper.

After arriving in Lingnan, it felt like I was in a fairyland. Every day I just ate and drank, and sometimes I secretly helped people in danger and rescued those in distress, without losing my true qualities as a hero.

He was in Guangdong during this period and heard that some masters from Tibetan and border areas were making a big fuss in Guangdong and were known as the Five Ugly Tibetans. The heroes from Guangdong and Guangdong were unable to compete with them, and they teamed up to defeat many masters.

This incident alarmed him. After tracking all the way, he finally found the big ugly one among the five ugly people here. However, he did not expect that before he could take action, the big ugly man was punched by a strange boy, and his ear was injured.

All were cut off.

Hong Qigong traveled all over the world and met countless young talents in his life. He himself was also a famous master when he was young, but now, after seeing Yang Xingzhou's action, he was surprised.

The young man in front of me is only in his twenties, but his internal strength and kung fu are really frightening, and he is not much inferior to him.

The Five Ugly Chou from the Tibetan Border can make such a big fuss in the Guangdong and Guangxi areas and make the heroes of Guangdong and Guangxi restrain their efforts. Naturally, they must have some cultivation, especially the Big Chou, who has the highest cultivation level and has always been used to being arrogant.

But this young man was able to severely injure the big ugly with one punch. This kind of skill could only be achieved by Hong Qigong when he was about forty years old. He had been arrogant all his life. Except for Quanzhen leader Wang Chongyang, he could admire him.

Although the other four skills were remarkable, they were not enough to make him admire them.

But now after seeing Yang Xingzhou take action, he really felt admiration and was extremely curious about Jueqing Valley: "The inheritance of Jueqing Valley is so great? This kid started practicing from his mother's womb at such a young age.

He’s not that clever, it’s really weird!”

Seeing his curiosity, Yang Xingzhou laughed and said: "Senior Hong, you are a senior expert. I won't lie to you. To be honest, I am not a disciple of Jueqing Valley, nor am I called Gongsun Xuwu."

Hong Qigong said: "I'm still wondering why there are still people with such names, but it turns out to be a fake name. Boy, although your name is fake, your kung fu is real. What sect taught you such a young master?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "I don't have any sect. By chance, after practicing a little bit, I made Senior Hong laugh."

Hong Qigong sighed: "If your kung fu is still low, then there will be no brilliant kung fu in the world!"

When he said this, he said to Yang Xingzhou: "How much hatred do you have against the people in Jueqing Valley, yet you deliberately make enemies for them here?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "It's a long story, Qigong, let's talk while we eat."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and pulled Hong Qigong towards a restaurant, looking very affectionate.

Hong Qigong smiled and said: "Boy, if you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing."

Having said that, I also followed Yang Xingzhou to a restaurant. The waiter in the restaurant was quite unhappy when he saw Hong Qigong dressed as a beggar, but when he saw Yang Xingzhou wearing a brocade dress and an angry horse, with a long sword on his back, he didn't dare to say anything.

He politely led the two of them into the lobby.

After Yang Xingzhou sat down, he called the waiter: "Bring some of your specialty dishes!"

Hong Qigong said with a smile: "The soup made in this restaurant is okay, but the other dishes are just average. Don't have too many specialty dishes. Four stir-fry dishes and one stew of soup are enough."

After these dishes were served, Yang Xingzhou ate happily. Although he felt that these dishes were not as exquisite as later generations, the taste was more delicious than the food itself, and it tasted really good.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Hong Qigong was also very happy and said with a smile: "There is nothing else in this land of Lingnan, except that there is so much to eat. The old beggar has been here in Lingnan for more than ten years, and there are still many

I have never tasted such delicious food. If I had known it had such benefits, I would have come here a long time ago!"

Yang Xingzhou said: "You are a beggar from the north. Why don't you come to Lingnan? Do you still want to compete with Emperor Duan for territory?"

When Hong Qigong saw that even Emperor Duan knew about him, he was even more curious: "Boy, what is your real name?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "My name is Yang Xingzhou!"

Hong Qigong silently calculated in his mind, but found that there were many people named Yang in the world, but not many with advanced martial arts. After thinking about it, no one could match Yang Xingzhou, and he became increasingly puzzled:

"Is it really like what he said, that this skill was learned by chance? If true, this opportunity is really not small!"

Yang Xingzhou and Hong Qigong talked while eating, and told Hong Qigong what he remembered about the Jueqing Valley. In the original work, Sun Zhi, the lord of the Jueqing Valley, cut off the tendons and hamstrings of his married wife Qiu Qianchi and threw her into the house.

Once inside the cave, his methods can be described as extremely cruel.

He originally thought that the crocodile in the cave had eaten her, but he did not expect that Qiu Qianchi was so lucky that he found a cave with jujube trees and lived on jujube trees all year round. It was a miracle that he survived without dying.

It's just that Qiu Qianchi threw Gongsun Zhi's mistress into a bush of love flowers, but threw the antidote to the love flower poison into arsenic water, leaving only one antidote in his hand, forcing Gongsun Zhi to kill the mistress with his own hands.

This shows that she is not a good person. When Yang Xingzhou read the original work, he actually had no sympathy for Qiu Qianchi, but he had contempt for Gongsun Zhi, and his impression was very bad.

Therefore, he diverted the trouble to the east, deliberately pretending to be a disciple of Jueqing Valley, and made enemies for Jueqing Valley out of thin air.

Poor Gongsun Zhi was sitting at home behind closed doors, and trouble came from the sky. He never thought that when he didn't know anything, he would have an enemy.

However, when Yang Xingzhou talked about this matter, he naturally exaggerated Gongsun Zhi's evil deeds, but he said nothing about Qiu Qianchi.

After Yang Xingzhou finished speaking, Hong Qigong became furious: "Are there such people with human faces and animal hearts in the world? After I kill the five ugly men in Tibet, I will go to Jueqing Valley to learn the skills of Gongsun Zhi!"

Yang Xingzhou was stunned: "The Five Ugly People in Tibet? Where are they now?"

Hong Qigong said: "You don't know? The guy you punched before is the big one among the five ugly ones in the Tibetan border! The old guy wanted to force the five ugly ones to gather together and then kill him, but he

Unexpectedly, you interfered and it became difficult to do anything!"

Yang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Who am I? It turns out they are the Five Ugly People from Tibet. No wonder they have some internal skills."

When he said this, he said to Hong Qigong: "Qigong, I have something important to do recently. I have to go to Chongyang Palace to castrate someone. After I finish this, I will arrest the five ugly ones for you. See you again at the same time.

Their master for a while."

Hong Qigong almost spit out his drink: "You're going to the Chongyang Palace? Are you going to castrate someone? What are those arrogant Qiu Chuji doing that are so evil?"
Chapter completed!