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A strong man walked in.

He is tall and strong, with thick arms and a full beard. At first glance, he looks like a reckless man, but at a second glance, he looks more like a reckless man.

The person in the wheelchair is a handsome man.

His face is like a crown jade, spotless, noble and elegant, with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, which seems to be on his heart. This person's style is no less than that of Hua Man Lou and Li Xun Huan.

The reckless man slowly put down his wheelchair, took out a piece of gold from his pocket, and put it on the counter: "I have reserved this store. Please leave the guests in the lobby."

Most people will leave honestly when they see a rude bearded man with arms thicker than his thighs. Especially this bearded man is very polite. As long as you leave, he will pay for your meal and take away any unfinished food.

Shen Lian didn't seem to hear Big Beard's words and was still chewing on the mutton chops, making the whole lobby make a crunching sound.

The atmosphere in the lobby became extremely weird.

An extremely handsome young man.

A powerful beard.

A quiet and elegant fairy.

A reckless man who eats meat.

No matter how you look at it, it feels weird.

Everyone stared at each other in silence. The only sound in the hall was the sound of Shen Lian chewing meat.

——And the whimpering of the big yellow dog!

The last time I went to Sword Forging City, on the one hand, I wanted to rest, on the other hand, I wanted to declare that I was fine, and on the other hand, I wanted to bring back Yue Yaer and the big yellow dog. The big yellow dog had been walking around with the two of them all morning, and he was already hungry. He gnawed on the bones that Shen Lian threw at his feet and let out a low growl to protect his food.

The bearded man wanted to persuade Shen Lian to leave, but looking at the fairy-like Jin Bingyun, he didn't know how to speak.

Bearded men don't like women, and they don't like beauties. It's just that Jin Bingyun's temperament is too similar to his own son's temperament, which makes people unable to bear to say harsh words.

Young Master Jun also said nothing and looked at Shen Lian with quite a bit of envy. He was not envious of Shen Lian's unparalleled beauty, but envied Shen Lian's posture.

Free and arrogant, he is like a wild life in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and like a knight-errant in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Drink from big bowls and eat large pieces of meat without any scruples.

He drove away the diners, not because he was overbearing, but because he was very lonely. He was used to eating quietly by himself and didn't know how to communicate with others.

At the same time, he longs for friends in his heart, but he has been disabled since childhood, has a broken heart, has low self-esteem, and is very, very sensitive and easily stimulated.

Shen Lian said: "Brothers, if we meet by chance, we are destined to meet each other. Why don't we come over and eat together."

The bearded man glanced at his young master, and the handsome young man hummed slightly and immediately pushed him over.

"My name is Shen Lian, and her name is Jin Bingyun."

Shen Lian made the simplest self-introduction.

Young Master Jun said with a smile: "It turns out that your Excellency is the famous Hu Weihou Shen Lian, whom I have admired for a long time."

"It's just a false name, not worth mentioning."

"The achievement of escaping safely from Pang Ban's fist is definitely not a false reputation, but a real achievement."

"If escaping for one's life counts as a record, there have been too many heroes throughout the ages. If one day I can chase Pang Ban and beat him up, then that will be considered a real power."

"My name is Ouyang Mingri."

"Sai Hua Tuo? I have admired him for a long time."

"There is still a big gap compared to the old predecessors."

Ouyang Mingri is very humble.

If it is an exchange between warriors, saying that someone is an old-timer would be a mockery of old age and frailty. However, doctors are a profession that becomes more popular as one gets older, and being an old-timer is a compliment.

There were two Sai Hua Tuo in the Western Regions.

The old one has excellent medical skills and has three life-extending three immortal needles. He can forcibly seal all injuries at the cost of his ten years of life. Even if the heart is pierced or the throat is cut, he can still make people finish their last words.

This magical needle is to exchange one's own life for the life of others. It tests not only medical skills, but also medical ethics. Without benevolence, you will never succeed.

The young Sai Hua Tuo is Ouyang Mingri. Ouyang Mingri may not be inferior to Ouyang Mingri simply by comparing prescriptions for treating diseases. However, he is too young and suffers from a disability, so people can't help but look down upon him, and his reputation is not as good as that of the old Sai Hua Tuo.

"Why did Marquis Huwei come to Sifang City?"

"Looking for Ban Tianyue. I heard that he knows how to enter the Desert Mountain. I want to go to the Desert Mountain to see it."

Ouyang Mingri was stunned when he heard this.

He is Ouyang Feiying's biological son.

Because of his congenital disability, Ouyang Feiying felt that he had lost face and was abandoned by his servants. His mother could not bear the child's suffering and quietly found the child.

Ouyang Feiying was furious and wanted to deal with Ouyang Mingri personally, but his mother had no choice but to send his loyal servant to an old man on the border to seek medical treatment, hoping to cure his disability.

The loyal servant rushed frantically regardless of his health, and when he arrived at the old man's retreat on the border, he ran out of oil and died.

The old man from the border area was grateful for his loyalty and vowed to cure Ouyang Mingri within three months. Unexpectedly, it was a congenital defect that could not be cured. The old man from the border area accepted him as his disciple and taught him all his life-long skills.

Over the years, the old man from the frontier traveled many times and even went to Lingjiu Palace to seek medical advice. Unfortunately, no matter how much acupuncture was used to stimulate the meridians in his legs, he could not penetrate them.

This is the heart disease of the old man from the border area, and it is also the psychological shadow of Ouyang Mingri. When he comes to Sifang City this time, he doesn't know what to do. Is he seeking revenge? Or to protect the father who has done many evil things? No matter what choice I make, it is always wrong, and my heart becomes more and more entangled.

After hearing what Shen Lian said, Ouyang also wanted to visit the Desert Village tomorrow and appreciate the wonders in the desert.

"Huweihou..."

"You can call me Brother Shen. You and I are very similar friends. I think we can definitely become friends. There's no need to be so polite."

"I wonder which two friends they are?"

Ouyang Mingri felt a little fluttering in his heart.

Shen Lian is a very talkative person.

He is also very good at enlightening the darkness in others' hearts.

No matter how deep the scar in Ouyang Mingri's heart is, can it be deeper than Jin Bingyun's?

Shen Lian smiled and said: "One is named Li Xunhuan, he also has a big beard... a personal guard, and there is another named Hua Manlou, who also has mutilations on his body."

"A building full of flowers? I heard that although he can't see, he is the person who knows how to enjoy life best."

"Because he is never lonely. He has a group of caring friends who can calm his worries."

"Brother Shen, are you upset?"

"Have!"

"What's annoying?"

"All my friends are more handsome than me."

Shen Lian's words were definitely not modesty. Most of Shen Lian's friends were handsome men.

Except for Yan Nantian and Xiao Feng, who are more rugged, and Tang Zhuquan, who is a fat man, everyone else is handsome.

Chu Liuxiang, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, Duan Yu, Zhang Danfeng, Shen Lang, Wang Lianhua, Shen Yumen, Xie Xiaofeng and Li Xunhuan are all handsome in their own way.

The most important thing is that they are handsome, but they are not pretty men. They are handsome and talented. They are definitely not sissies. They are all real men.

Every time he thinks about this, Shen Lian feels that if he changes his identity in the next life, I want to be Jiang Feng.

——When you are in the world, you rely on your face to make a living!

You can also replace it with Shen Zaikuan. - My wife is the leader of the martial arts alliance!

Ouyang Mingri couldn't help but laugh out loud. He didn't expect Shen Lian to be in such trouble.

"Is what Brother Shen said true?"

"Of course it's true. You may not know that I once met Jiang Feng. He looks better than Pan An. He casually goes out to practice, and a female hero comes to him. It's really enviable...it's wrong to look at faces! "

“Does looks really matter?”

"What I mean is, if something, or something, is something you can't have, don't think about it and embrace what you have."

"anything else?"

"I don't know how many people envy things that you think are very common. If you envy others, others may also envy you. Why bother and be depressed?"

"Thank you, Brother Shen, for enlightening me."

Ouyang heard it tomorrow, and Shen Lian just rambled a lot just to enlighten him.

The psychological shadow of more than 20 years cannot be dissipated in a few words, but I still feel very happy.

At least someone wanted to be his friend.

For a lonely person, this is the most precious thing in the world, which allows him to temporarily put aside his sorrow.

"There was a great writer in my hometown. One of his friends was seriously ill and his legs would never be able to walk. In order to comfort his friend, guess what he did?"

"Write poetry to comfort him?"

"Too tacky."

"Play the piano and sing for him?"

"Tacky."

"I can't think of any other way."

Not only Ouyang Mingri couldn't think of a way, but his personal guard Gao Yishan and Jin Bingyun also didn't understand what Shen Lian wanted to say, and looked curious.

Shen Lian showed a mysterious smile: "The great writer took a few friends and asked the friend with disabled legs to play Cuju and be the goalkeeper."

Everyone: ((-_-)-_-)-_-)

Gao Yishan said angrily: "That's nonsense!"

Shen Lian explained enthusiastically: "This is an excellent tactic. Think about it, a sick man is guarding in front of the goal. Do you dare to shoot hard? In this way, the opponent cannot attack and can only retreat with all its strength."

Everyone: (!!-ω-)-ω-)-ω-)

Jin Bingyun asked: "Husband, isn't that great writer afraid that his friend will be sad? His legs are already..."

Shen Lian waved his hand: "The concern should come from his parents and family. What friends should do is look at him with normal eyes, instead of treating him as a fragile piece of porcelain and holding him carefully in the palm of his hand."

After a pause, Shen Lian added: "Bingyun, would you make friends with a porcelain? If you are careful at all times, is it still a friend?"

Ouyang suddenly had a bad premonition tomorrow.

"Brother Shen, what do you want to do?"

"I have some friends in the Western Region, and they will come over in a few days, and we will play two games then.

The striker on the opposite side is probably Zhong Yuan. This guy has the power of a tiger and is best at kicking. He can break boulders weighing ten thousand kilograms with one kick and can also break goals with one kick. "

Ouyang tomorrow: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Shen Lian danced and arranged the tactics: "When the time comes, you will be responsible for guarding the goal. Even if Zhong Yuan has all kinds of skills and extraordinary powers, he can only turn into a sick cat."

Gao Yishan really wants to do something now.

He just picked up the table in front of him and slapped Shen Lian on the head until it shattered.

Shen Lian felt the malice and looked in the direction from which it came, seeing Gao Yishan's angry eyes.

"Brother, I think you have some bad thoughts now. For your safety, I think you should drink two glasses of wine and relax."

Gao Yishan snorted coldly and walked aside.

Gao Yishan is a very "weird" person. He is not as rude as he appears on the surface, and he is by no means rough and subtle.

He has practiced internal skills since he was a child, and he has perfect skills and is quite proficient in his moves, but he doesn't know how to use them. It only takes four or five street gangsters to restrain him.

How to use it?

That is to let Ouyang Mingri transmit his voice into the secret. After hearing Ouyang Mingri's voice, Gao Yishan took advantage of the situation and made a move. He dare not say that he is invincible, but he can be regarded as a first-class master.

By analogy, Gao Yishan is a Gundam and Ouyang Mingri is the Gundam pilot.

What Gao Yishan is best at is life skills.

Chopping firewood, carrying water, lighting fires, cooking, brewing medicine, making beds, sweeping the floor, doing laundry, sewing...

In every aspect, nothing is impossible.

When Ouyang performs surgery on people tomorrow, Gao Yishan is the best assistant, which shows that he is proficient in pharmacology and medical care, and his IQ is definitely not bad.

It should be the nerve reflex center. There is a slight problem. The reaction is slow and axial.

"Brother Shen is working on cases all over the world. He must have been to countless interesting places. I wonder where is the most fun?"

"Hangzhou."

“Why Hangzhou?”

"Because my fiefdom is in Hangzhou."

“What fun places are there in Hangzhou?”

"Leifeng Pagoda, let me tell you, there is an old monk at the door of Leifeng Pagoda who likes to play chess. If you beat him in chess, he will let you into Leifeng Pagoda."

"What if we lose?"

"Then you try to beat him, beat him hard, beat him until he can't bear it, and then he can go to Leifeng Pagoda."

Ouyang Mingri smiled and said: "I've heard rumors about Brother Shen. Although Brother Shen has great martial arts skills, he never bullies good people, let alone commits crimes with force. You just said that you beat the old monk violently, isn't it the other way around?"

"What the other way around?"

"Provoke the old monk, get beaten up by the old monk, and then be imprisoned by him in Leifeng Pagoda to reflect on his mistakes."

Ouyang Mingri said calmly: "My master once told me that there is an eminent monk who lives in seclusion in Hangzhou. His martial arts are unfathomable and he is the best in the world. The old monk that Brother Shen just mentioned is this eminent monk, right?"

Shen Lian forced out a dry smile: "This master doesn't like to hit people. Hitting people doesn't hurt much."

"Brother Shen, you have handled countless cases. Have you ever experienced family conflicts, especially father-son murder cases?"

"I have personally handled many similar cases. There is nothing to say about this kind of thing. Either a ruthless father implicates his innocent son, or a playboy implicates his father.

This kind of thing should be viewed this way..."

Shen Lian explained the case to Ouyang Mingri. Ouyang Feiying, Ouyang Mingri's father, had sneaked into the Shenyue Sect's main altar and sat opposite the leader of the Shenyue Sect.

Ban Tianyue was wearing a black robe with gold patterns and opera facial makeup on her face, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

The mask itself was not scary, but when worn on Ban Tianyue's face, it was indescribably weird. Ouyang Feiying sneered: "Are you still wearing a mask now?"

Ban Tianyue sneered disdainfully: "You came to me in such a hurry just to ask me to take off my mask?"

Ouyang Feiying snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Our disaster is coming. The new official took office with three fires, and the power gang brought this fire to our heads."

"Ouyang Feiying, are you scared?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. I can't beat him. I can run away with Qinggong, but can you run away? Your golden Buddha is not broken, can you withstand Li Chenzhou's strange punches?" (End of Chapter)