Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu

Chapter 21 The younger generation gathers (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)
A group of people walked through the narrow path.

Since the mountain behind has not been developed, the road is rugged and overgrown. It is called a small path, but it was actually just stepped out by the people in front.

Zhou Shuren never deceived the younger generation. There are no roads in the world, but when more people walk on it, it naturally becomes a road.

Zhou Shuren: What does what Lu Xun said have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?
Lu Xun: Yes, yes, yes, I said everything!
After a long time, everyone walked out of the dense forest and felt that their vision was much wider.

When we arrived at a cliff, there was no way forward and only a Taoist priest was left as our guide.

Looking at the rope bridge pulled up by three ropes, there is at least a dozen feet between them, and there is a deep abyss of hundreds of meters below.

Du Heng couldn't help but complain, "Those who can come to the back mountain to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony are basically extraordinary people. They still have to do these things. It's really like taking off your pants to fart - it's a waste of time."

Zhang Chulan deeply agreed with this. He has always advocated doing less and getting more, and getting something for nothing, so he is not willing to waste his time on this.

At this time, three people, two men and one woman, came from behind and greeted Xu San and Xu Si naturally.

Du Heng also recognized a few people, the two brothers Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai and their sister, who were from the Northeastern Chu Ma Xian family, one of the Ten Boss forces.

I was particularly impressed by the eldest of them, Deng Youfu. Since he was well-educated abroad and considered himself a gentleman, he would occasionally use English words when speaking.

In the duel with Feng Xingtong, he asked the Willow Immortal - Liu Kunsheng from Changbai Mountain to possess his body, but was defeated by the latter's Soul Binding and General Sent Technique.

Suddenly, I felt something flying over my head. I looked up and found it was a child.

Mud horse!

This is not the unlucky thing that children play with. Being his child, he is quite strong.

But to be honest, his wife is really beautiful. In a rose-red office outfit, high heels and glasses, she looks like a sexy secretary.

As if he had thought of something, with a playful look in his eyes, he slowly approached Xu San and nudged him with his elbow.

"San'er, is this woman your type? And she also has the attributes of a wife."

"Slurp. Damn, Du Heng, you have sharp eyes. You can actually see the habit of Xu San, this introverted guy." Xu Si came closer and gave a thumbs up.

He glanced at the beauty and couldn't help but take a deep puff of cigarette, saying, "Wife, how evil!"

Zhuge Qing also came over quietly. If he didn't say anything, it would have been fine. But when he opened his mouth, it was earth-shattering.

"You may not know this, but this wife has three good qualities: family love, love, and extramarital affairs."

Xu Si's eyes widened, and he almost got burned by the cigarette in his mouth. "Oh my goodness, little brother, you are really good. You are so research-oriented."

Even though he was complaining, the way he looked at Zhuge Qing was much more pleasing to the eye, he almost had the words "fellow traveler" engraved on his forehead.

As the protagonist being teased, Xu San did not blush at all. He supported the frame of the camera with his middle finger and commented seriously, "It is precisely because she is a married woman that she is not my type..."

Zhang Chulan, who was standing aside with his face disheveled in the wind, looked confused and didn't know what he had heard.
What do you want to do?
I always feel out of tune with Du Heng and the others, and a sense of inferiority arises for no reason.

How can this be repaired? Is this the difference between a boy and a man?

Just as they were discussing topics between men, another young boy came in and locked his eyes on Du Heng.

"Your name is Du Heng, right? I have a good-for-nothing brother who was also beaten to a pulp by a man named Du Heng. I guess that must be you, right?"

Du Heng, whose interest was disturbed, looked the person up and down and recognized his identity instantly.

Master Jia’s younger brother, Jia Zhengliang, is known as the mama’s boy and the 500 yuan man.

But he still pretended not to know him and pointed to the others, "Who is this red-haired showoff?"

Jia Zhengliang almost choked to death. He quickly introduced himself, left a harsh remark and flew away.

"No matter how much of a jerk Jia Zhengyu is, he is still my brother after all. I will look forward to fighting you at the conference."

After the man flew over the cliff, Zhang Chulan came over and said, "Brother Heng, this guy is really a show-off. Don't show mercy when you meet him next time."

Du Heng stared at him with a half-smile, "Do you want me to beat him up, or do you want to have one less competitor?"

"Hehe, how can that be? I just can't stand this guy showing off in front of you, Brother Heng."

"Okay, go ahead. Women don't like you to dawdle."

"Can you not drive?" Zhang Chulan's face fell and he began to complain. Du Heng ignored him and stepped onto the rope bridge and walked over steadily.

And Bilian also started to contribute to the famous scene, climbing along the rope, making the others' mouths twitch.

The group came to a wooden building of decent size, similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum.

Here, all the big and small forces in the world of extraordinary people can be seen, and they are basically the best of the younger generation.

What if a missile is thrown over here?
Wuhu!

take off!

"Brother Du, Chu Lan, you are finally here!"

Not far away, Feng Xingtong waved and greeted, with Feng Shayan following beside him.

"It's Xingtong!" Du Heng responded with a smile.

Feng Shayan, who was wearing a tight suit, crossed her arms and said coldly, "Didn't I see it?"

"You're not blind, you don't want me to shout with a loudspeaker, right?" Du Heng was speechless.

I haven't seen this woman for a while. Why is she acting like a resentful woman in the boudoir? Is she lonely?

Feng Xingtong didn't know what happened between the two, so he quickly tried to smooth things over, saying with a smile, "I'll introduce some information to you. They may be your opponents in the competition."

As he pointed them out one by one, he also saw Lu Linglong, the great-granddaughter of Lu Jin, one of the Ten Lords, a cute, pretty and adorable girl.

The money-obsessed Bai Shixue, the smart and infatuated Zhi Jinhua, the smiling tiger Xiao Xiao, the big man from Shandong who divorced his wife because she was too short, the masked man Yun who doesn't hit women, and the infatuated Wang Ergou.

"That fat guy gnawing on the chicken leg is called Canglong. He can only collect some information."

It seemed like Canglong had ears on his back. When he heard someone whispering about him, he immediately looked for the source.

"Hey, Curly, what do you mean I can only collect some information? If that's the case, then your way of collecting information is completely amateurish."

"Fatty, you're really a dung beetle sworn brother—you're both stinky together." Feng Xingtong cursed.

"Pfft!"

Du Heng couldn't help laughing out loud. This kid plagiarized his words and didn't even pay the copyright fees. What's more, he used them in the wrong place.

I patted him on the shoulder and reminded him, "You are a dung beetle yourself, as if you were saying that."

"Ah!" Feng Xingtong was dumbfounded. He had memorized these words for so long and thought he would be able to put them to good use, but he didn't expect to use them wrongly?

He quickly asked in a low voice: "Brother Du, can you teach me another sentence?"

Du Heng is quite honest. After all, he is his brother-in-law for one night, so he has to help if he can.

"You should say, it's like a dung beetle fell into the coal pile - it didn't know you were coming until I called you!"

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, everyone present was really shocked and burst into laughter.

The dung beetle really can’t escape!

"What is this brother's name?" Canglong asked.

"Du Heng!"

When Canglong heard this, he felt more and more familiar with it, and suddenly he remembered, "Could it be the second person who used the Golden Light Curse that was circulated in the alien circle?"

"If no one has impersonated me, then that should be it!" Du Heng shrugged. He had already expected that the Golden Light Curse would be spread.

"Fuck, brother, you are awesome. You are not a disciple of Tianshi Mansion who can use the Golden Light Curse, and you dare to come to Longhu Mountain in person. If this happened in private, I would definitely kowtow to you."

Then, Canglong approached again and whispered, "Brother Du, do you have any other information about dung beetles? Please teach me something. If you need to collect any information in the future, just look for me."

"Okay, stop messing around, the old master is here!"

(End of this chapter)