"Oh, it turns out to be the village chief Su, I have heard of you for a long time," Ren Zai said as an apology, "I have no name or surname, so I will just call you the little beggar." "Brother, did you come to my Hero Village to play a joke on me?" Su He's tone suddenly changed, and his sharp eyes became even more piercing, showing that he was very alert. Ren Zai was even more curious when he saw this. Even if the village chief attacked the town, he must have something else to hide, maybe he robbed someone's property. Besides, there must be something strange about such a reaction after a try. Thinking of this, Ren Zai wanted to explore what was hidden in this village. Ren Zai hurriedly shook the wine gourd on his left hand and said with a smile, "A young master in Yuxiu City rewarded the little beggar with a gourd of the best Yuhua wine. The little beggar has no relatives around, so I want to treat the village chief Su to a few drinks." "Why would our village chief drink with a broken beggar like you!" Ren Zai was interrupted by someone beside him before he finished speaking. Su He waved his hand to everyone, stared at Ren Zai Bu and asked: "Did that person come to you?" Ren Zai Bu sat on the spot like a rogue, leaning against the stone platform by the roadside, shaking his wine gourd and singing a little song: "A pot of wine, a pot of wine. When drunk, drink a thousand cups when sober, and get things done when clear. A drop of wine tastes the taste of life, and only speaks the truth of the world. Not happy with life, not sad about death, when sober, hold the wine and lean against the tree. When drunk, I was surprised to find the tree to support me, don't refuse to get up with it. Come, come, go, go, live without worries and die without worries. There are immortals in heaven who are happy and worry-free, who knows the sorrow in the world of wine. One day he will get the golden elixir and get the wine from the nine heavens." Su He saw that the little beggar was lying on the stone and singing an inexplicable little song, and he was even more wary of the little beggar. Everyone didn't know what the boss was going to do, just stood aside and watched the little beggar like watching a monkey show, but Ren Zai Bu didn't care about it at all. After singing a song, Su He said with a smile: "The immortal is carefree, so he naturally doesn't know good wine. Since you know good wine, there is a ten-mile incense hidden in the village. I wonder if the little beggar would be willing to honor you?" Ren Zai Zai heard this and felt like a big fish meeting a fat bait, or a hungry wolf smelling the aroma of meat. Without using his hands to support himself, he actually stood up from the ground, hung the gourd on his waist, and ignored the exaggerated surprise of the crowd, and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, the little beggar will honor you today." Hearing the word "honor", all the gang members were dissatisfied, but they couldn't get angry. Knowing that Su He was playing the trick of driving sheep into the pen to take the fur, Ren Zai Zai relied on his martial arts and the anger in his chest, no matter how dangerous it was, he would go for a walk. Su He smiled and led the way in front. After passing through the main gate, they saw an empty courtyard with a cross in the middle of the courtyard, and the rest were just some ordinary flowers and plants. The facilities were simple, with only a round stone table and stone benches on the four sides in the middle of the road. Su He continued to lead the way, passing through the simple courtyard, and walked around like he was taking Ren Zai Zai for a tour. Ren Zai Zai saw that although this place was called a mountain stronghold, it was silent. Except for the dozens of gang members outside, it was difficult to see any living people. He could not help but have all kinds of guesses in his mind. "Brother, the wooden sword is exquisitely carved. I wonder who gave it to you?" "A friend gave it to me." While Su He was speaking, he glanced at the wooden sword that Ren Zai Zai had pinned behind him several times, as if he was staring at something. Ren Zai Zai saw it. He thought to himself, "Is it because of the carvings on this wooden sword?" Sure enough, Su He quickly asked, "I guess it must be a very beautiful girl?" Girl, when it comes to girls, Ren Zai Zai thought of a girl as weak as a green willow in the wind. She was beautiful, but he lost two jars of good wine in a bet with her a few days ago. It's okay to lose, but it's not bad if he can get two mouthfuls. But the girl actually picked up two jars of fine wine and smashed them to pieces, splashing the wine everywhere. It was like toasting the two jars of fine wine to heaven and earth. Thinking of this, Ren Buzai was already very sad and angry. He was sad about the fine wine spilled on the ground, and angry about the seductive fragrance. If it were just this, it would be fine. What made Ren Buzai even sadder was that she smiled at Ren Buzai with a satisfied look on her face, squinting her eyes as if intoxicated, and said: "What a fragrant wine!" Even though the woman was as beautiful as a fairy, Ren Buzai was already dead. The woman's name was Gongsun Zhi. Ren Buzai knew that Gongsun Zhi never drank, so naturally she would not feel the fragrance of wine. The reason why she said so was clear. Ren Buzai was indeed fascinated by Gongsun Zhi's pretty smile at the time, but later when he thought about it, he seemed to have learned his lesson and felt that the ugliest woman in the world was a woman who ruined a man's good thing and smiled innocently at him. (Of course, it is unknown whether it was a silly smile). "Little brother?" His thoughts quickly returned. Ren Buzai naturally knew that Su He was testing the waters and trying to find out his bottom line. He wanted to think about it, but Ren Buzai's mouth was sometimes faster than his brain. So he blurted out, "No, it was an ugly and old woman." Su He couldn't help laughing softly, like a nightingale caressing his ears, like the bright moon shining on the forest. Su He knew something was wrong, and hurriedly coughed and said, "Haha, little brother must have a close relationship with that girl, right?" Suddenly he turned around and looked at Ren Buzai seriously and said, "Little brother, do you know how to deal with those who have an affair with a man in Baihua Palace?" Ren Buzai was startled in his heart, thinking that this was a warning. But he had never heard of Baihua Palace, and it was probably made up by the "Su He" Su Dazhaizhu to scare people, but if it was true, what would he do? However, thinking that there were many sects in the martial arts world, if he just found a sect to fool around, it would not be without a chance. After thinking about it in his mind, he answered casually: "Don't worry about this matter." "Hmph! Why are you lying, little brother? People from the Hundred Flowers Palace are rarely seen in the world, how could they have connections with the outside world." "Judging from your martial arts, you should not be an unknown person. If you can use a sword with such proficiency, you can't be from the Dushan Sword Sect, the Qingfeng Sword Sect, or the Sword and Blade Alliance?" When Ren Buzai heard about the Sword and Blade Alliance, he was very scared and pretended not to know: "What alliance?" Unexpectedly, as soon as Ren Buzai finished speaking, Su He clapped his hands and laughed: "Well, since you are neither from the Hundred Flowers Palace nor the Sword and Blade Alliance, you can die without regrets." Suddenly, Ren Buzai heard the sound of quick footsteps on all sides, and in less than a moment, the room was filled with men in black holding knives, spears, swords and halberds, surrounding Ren Buzai.