In this way, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes immediately focused on the wine and food.

At this time, Cao Ziying only heard the fake one again, "Brother, have you not eaten yet?"

"To be honest, I haven't had any water and rice in there for two days." The man immediately smiled bitterly when he heard this.

As he said that, he had sat down and started to eat and drink. However, unlike the other Yangtze River on the other side, although he was already crazy about hunger, his eating habits were not ugly. On the contrary, he looked very well-educated...

In this way, when Yangzijiang finally had enough food, the man finally put down his chopsticks, then glanced at the former who had closed his eyes and took a nap and immediately turned his head to the fake Tang Wushuang and said, "Please take off your clothes and pants and show me, okay?"

As soon as they finished speaking, Ji Lingfeng and the others in the secret room immediately felt absurd. After all, a person like him who was obviously a good family should not make such a request to others. But what they never expected was that after hearing this, the fake Tang Wushuang actually took off all his clothes and pants...

"Well……"

In this way, after a moment of dumbfounded, Zhu Lei'er immediately spat and turned her head. Just because she was still very curious about why this person wanted the fake Tang Wushuang to take off her clothes, she finally couldn't help but look back and glanced, but found that the fake Tang Wushuang did not take off her clothes completely, and at this moment she even raised her furry leg to the chair...

"this……"

At this time, the fake Cao Ziying had already come over, and then pointed to a long and deep scar on the fake Tang Wushuang's legs and said, "This scar was cut with a knife under the scar on the old man Wushuang's legs. The depth and length are definitely exactly the same as those on the old man Wushuang's legs. What do you think?"

"You don't know." Before the man could reply, the fake Tang Wushuang said with a wry smile: "At that time, he seemed to be carving stamps on my leg, and it took him two days to carve it. Although I drank more than ten kilograms of Huadiao, I still felt it hurt in the process."

"Yeah?"

As he said that, he heard the man ask again, "But do you know who left this scar?"

"This is the old man in Wushuang..."

"Don't forget that you are Wushuang now." Before the fake Tang Wushuang could finish his words, the man had already interrupted him coldly.

"No," said the fake Tang Wushuang immediately smiled and said, "This was left by me when I was a teenager to go to Nujiang to break into the Eight Villages of Jinsha in order to help a 'stand up' woman to seek justice. The reason was that the Jinsha Village master seized ten thousand taels of Jinsha from the female clan. However, although I killed all the eight major Jinsha masters of Jinsha Village with hidden weapons, I was also stabbed by them on my legs. If it weren't for the Baiyao that happened to be specially used to treat knife wounds, I was afraid my leg would be scrapped."

"What about it later?"

"Later I realized that the woman who made the slaughter was just trying to use me to regain the golden sand for her!" The fake Tang Wushuang smiled bitterly and said, "Not only that, she actually had a lover at that time, and she secretly eloped with her lover while I was recuperating from the injury."

"good."

As he said that, the man sighed again and said, "So from now on, you think that the women of the Yi tribe are extremely lewd and are lying vixen, so you firmly oppose your son getting married to Jinhuaniang."

"That's true." The fake Tang Wushuang nodded.

At this time, the fake Cao Ziying turned the fake Tang Wushuang's body again, and then pointed to a scar on his back and said to the man: "Is this scar okay?"

"Very good, it's time to be fake and real." The man said with some appreciation when he heard this.

At this time, the fake Tang Wushuang explained: "This scar was finally left behind when I was twenty-seven years old and went to fight with the 'Wan Sheng Dao' to avenge my cousin. Although he slashed this way behind me, I pierced his throat with a backhand sword."

"good."

As he said that, he heard the man ask again, "Do you know how many scars you have in total?"

"There are nine in total." The fake Tang Wushuang immediately said without thinking when he heard this: "In addition to these two largest scars, there are four sword wounds, two sword wounds and a fire wound left by the "Eight-Armed King" on my shoulder with gunpowder."

As he said that, he paused again, and then continued: "The two of the deepest injuries among the four swords were left by the 'Silver Bell Swordsman'. I dueled him three times when I was twenty-eight because of his insult and the commander of our sect. I almost died under his silver bell sword the first two times. It was not until the last time that I finally killed him."

"Then there are no other scars on your body except these nine scars?" the man asked again after hearing this.

"This..." The fake Tang Wushuang thought about it after hearing this, "It seems that there is really nothing."

At this moment, the man suddenly reminded him: "Your teeth..."

"Yes." The fake Tang Wushuang immediately clapped his hands and said, "There are three missing teeth on my left. The reason is that I was not afraid of tigers at that time, so I went to find the "Changbai Mountain King" who was known to be invincible at the time. As a result, he punched him on his chin. Not only did he get three teeth knocked off, but his mouth was swollen for five days. The taste was as uncomfortable as it would be."

"But don't forget that this is one of the most proud events in your life." The man reminded again: "Because the King of Changbai Mountain has a famous nature like a fire. Anyone who dares to go to Changbai Mountain to find trouble for him will break it even if he has an iron head, but you have only three teeth knocked out by him. Therefore, although you have suffered a defeat, you are also very glorious, and from time to time you will open your mouth to let your descendants see where you have three teeth knocked out."

"I remember!" The fake Tang Wushuang smiled again after hearing this.

"That's good."

As he said that, the man sighed again, and then said with great sincerity: "I know that you may think I'm nagging when I say this, but we should pay attention to what we should pay attention to, because as long as there is a flaw that is seen by someone, not only will the big thing not be done, but your life will inevitably be lost."

"I know." The fake Tang Wushuang smiled and said with a sarcastic look after the words: "After all, the more you want to do big things, the more you should be careful!"

"It's good that you can think so."

As he spoke, he heard the man pondering again: "In addition to the details mentioned above, your daily habits should not be neglected at all. For example, although you have retired now, some of the more important things in the village still depend on you, so your children and disciples will greet you regularly every day and listen to your lessons."

"I know that was after I had breakfast." The fake Tang Wushuang immediately intervened when he heard this.

At this time, the man asked again: "Do you know what you eat every morning?"

"I know that Sichuan people don't eat porridge, so I eat a big bowl of fried rice every morning and a plate of dried chili fried fermented black beans. The spicyer the better." The fake Tang Wushuang said again after hearing this.

At this time, the man continued to ask, "Then are you used to eating?"

"It's okay!" The fake Tang Wushuang smiled bitterly when she heard this, "I started with sweating when I ate spicy food, but after two years of learning, I finally learned it."

"Yeah?"

As he said that, he heard the man ask again: "Do you know how many days you stipulate to take a shower?"

...

In this way, the man asked a lot of trivial matters about Tang Wushuang, and even didn't let him urinate and defecate. But even so, this fake Tang Wushuang has always answered questions and answered none of them wrongly. Obviously, they had already studied Tang Wushuang inside and out, and nothing was missing.

Back to the point, after witnessing all this, Ji Lingfeng couldn't help but sigh softly, then turned to Jin Yichen and sent a message: "It seems that Yu Fanghe has really put a lot of effort into this matter!"

"But it's worth it for him to do this, isn't it?" Jin Yichen said in the same voice.

"No," Ji Lingfeng nodded and said, "After all, the Tang family's foundation in Sichuan for more than two hundred years has fallen into his hands, so it is worth it no matter how much the price he has spent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yinhua's mother suddenly heard him interrupting: "It turns out that they are waiting for this person here to let him test whether this fake Tang Wushuang is qualified to appear. But who is this person? Why is he so familiar with everything about Tang Wushuang?"

"Of course it's because he is Tang Yu, who is Tang Wushuang's own son and wants to marry Jin'er!" Jin Yichen said with a wry smile.

"No wonder!"

As she said that, Yinhua's face became a little weird. Obviously, she felt that all Tang Yu had done was useless.

Back to the point, Tang Yu finally asked all the questions, but before he could draw the final conclusion, he saw that the fake Tang Wushuang suddenly yawned a few times, and then he fainted immediately...

"not good!"

In this way, after seeing this scene, Tang Yu, the fake Cao Ziying and the three Yangzijiang who had just been sleeping, were immediately shocked. However, just when they wanted to take action, Tang Yu and the fake Cao Ziying immediately followed the footsteps of the fake Tang Wushuang. Only Yangzijiang, who had the highest martial arts skills, finally struggled to rush to the door, but that was the end!

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!