"Give you face?"
Old Cheng laughed strangely, and the smell of alcohol that had just dissipated began to rise again.
He circled around Fang Xiu and patted him on the shoulder.
"I think you're different from those cowards. Why? Want to spar with Uncle Cheng?"
The house cultivator shook his head. He had no interest in beating up Old Cheng.
However, Cheng Yaojin had indeed gone overboard today. He wanted to help his second brother get back at him.
"Didn't Uncle Cheng just say that a man is able to open a 50-picul bow, and a man is able to lift a 100-picul stone lock?”
"Bet? What are we betting on?"
Drinking and gambling were Cheng Fuzi's favorite things to do. When he heard this topic, his eyes lit up.
"When I came here just now, I saw two big stone lions on Qianmen Street. They were probably about a thousand pounds. Each of us will have one stone lion. Whoever raises it will win!”
After saying that, he looked at the other Fuma.
"As for the bet…if I lose, Uncle Cheng can do whatever he wants with me. If Uncle Cheng loses, let my friends get close to Uncle Cheng and help him put on makeup and take care of his skin.”
"Pfft…"
As soon as he finished speaking, the few Fuma almost laughed out loud.
Cheng Yaojin was a big and burly man, and they were asking them to put makeup on Cheng Yaojin. This was... This was too exciting!
"Brother, don't force yourself."
Fang Yi 'ai also wanted to laugh, but he was more worried about this bet.
He knew about the two stone lions on Qianmen Street. They were definitely more than a thousand pounds!
Forget about ordinary generals, even Qin Qiong at his peak might not be able to lift it up!
Perhaps only the late Prince Huai of Wei, Li Yuanba, had such ability!
"Second brother, it's fine."
The house worker waved his hand and looked at Cheng Yaojin with a smile.
"Brat, how dare you humiliate me!"
Cheng Fuzi's eyes widened when he heard the word 'rouge'. At the same time, he kept sizing up the house repair.
This kid's figure didn't look like a martial artist's…
Is he trying to trick me?
Old Cheng looks rough on the outside and thin on the inside.
He drank a lot today, but his IQ didn't drop much.
This thin skinned and tender little prince consort could lift a thousand jin?
"It's just a bet. It's not humiliating. Does Uncle Cheng not dare to accept it?”
The house repair didn't care about Cheng Yaojin's warning and continued to speak with a smile.
"Good! I'll take it! I want to see how capable you are!”
Cheng Fuzi steeled his heart in the face of provocation!
Damn it, wasn't it just makeup?
Who was afraid of who!
"Please!"
Hearing that Cheng Fuzi had accepted the bet, the house repair stretched out his hand and walked out of the room first. Cheng Yaojin followed closely behind. The rest of the people looked at each other and followed suit.
Chang 'an City was still bustling with activity. Princess Jin Yang was getting married, and the city was decorated with lanterns and streamers.
The few of them were not ordinary people, so they naturally had servants to lead the way. Not long after, they arrived at the entrance of Qianmen Street.
"This stone lion is so big?"
When the few Fuma saw the stone lion on Qianmen Street, they were all shocked.
He had passed by before and had not paid attention to these details.
Today, after taking a closer look, he realized that the stone lion was incomparably huge. It pressed down on the ground, causing a deep depression!
It was definitely more than a thousand pounds!
"Come on, Nephew Gu, please start your performance!”
Cheng Fuzi leaned against a large stone lion like a lazy bum.
He had already thought of a plan. He couldn't lift the stone lion, but he could let the house repair lift it first!
As long as the house xiu couldn't lift it, then the house xiu had lost!
With his shameless ability, it would be considered his kindness if the house repair didn't go home naked today.
"Uncle Cheng, aren't you going to try it first?"
The house repair seemed to have seen through Cheng Fuzi's thoughts and glanced at Cheng Yaojin.
"You're young. You go first."
Fuzi Cheng shook his head like a rattle-drum. What a joke, trying to trick me?
Your Uncle Cheng has seen through everything!
"Then I'll have to embarrass myself!"
The house repairman cupped his hands at Cheng Yaojin and the surrounding passersby.
At this moment, there were already many onlookers around.
They had heard the conversation between Fang Xiu and Cheng Yaojin and knew that they were going to compete in the stone lion lifting competition.
This was not the first time in Chang 'an. There were always people who felt that they were strong and wanted to give it a try.
But after so many years, the two stone lions in Chang 'an City seemed to have taken root!
No one could lift it up!
"Everyone, please make way. Don't hurt you.”
He told the onlookers to stay away and started circling around a stone lion.
Lifting such a carved stone statue was very particular about where to start.
If he made a bad choice, he would shatter the stone statue.
"This is the place."
After circling behind the stone lion, the room cultivator stopped. This place was the center of gravity of the stone lion, so it was just the right place to strike!
"Come!"
After choosing a place, the house repair no longer hesitated and roared!
With lightning speed, he stretched out one hand and reached into the bottom of the stone lion, while the other hand supported the stone lion's body.
"Crack! Crack!"
The huge stone lion seemed to have really taken root. As the house maintenance continued to increase its strength, the sound of roots breaking could actually be heard from the bottom!
"Move! It's moving!"
Seeing the huge stone lion begin to tilt, the crowd became restless!
How many years had it been since this stone lion had been moved?
Would he witness a miracle today?
"Rise!"
Following the clamor of the crowd, an even louder roar came from Fang Xiu's mouth.
His originally ordinary figure seemed to have grown a little bigger at this moment, and his arms were frighteningly thick!
"Cut! Cut! Cut!"
The stone lion tilted more and more, and gradually, the bottom of the stone lion completely left the ground!
"F * ck! Really?"
Seeing that the stone lion had really left the ground, Cheng Fuzi's eyes were about to fall out. His body was covered in sweat, and he was so scared that he woke up from his drunken stupor!
F * ck, Old Fang, you're scamming me!
Your son is already like this, and you still say that your family is all cultured people who don't know martial arts?!
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