"Phew-Lao Yang, your rhythm is out of order. Shangxian, he didn't end up wronged at all, I was wronged! That old lady didn't say that I stepped on her feet! I obviously didn't! Obviously she was half a beat slower!"

"Shangxian, I'm even more wronged! The fat woman of the Zhao family didn't say that I hit her ass! Well, her ass grinding plate is big, obviously she threw it around and hit me. They just saw that I was old and easy to bully, so they sentenced me to death. Obviously that fat woman should come down!"

"Shangxian, I am wronged, they bully me for being old and frail......"

An Zheqi and Gong You were messy in the night wind, and they wailed in their hearts: We have been wronged! You all danced until you were like splashing water, and you were still old and frail?

Gong You wiped his face and said with concern: "Uncle, you are old, you should pay attention to your health." Hurry home and take a hot shower, change into dry clothes, and don't catch a cold. It's a big New Year's Day. ”

The old men pouted their lips and were not happy.

"Cut! You young people love to brag! Just now you said that you want to avenge our grievances, but now you are afraid when you hear that the people who bully us are very serious. Aren't they just young and promising, we are old, useless, anyone can bully. ”

"That's it, it's still immortal! Cultivating immortals is not the master of the people, what kind of immortal should you be?"

"I think most of you are from Haotian Academy!"

"Mostly, they deliberately made fun of us, made us tell us about our miserable things, and amused them. ”

"Well, the Youhu Martial Arts School is run by His Majesty and Niangniang, and the immortals who come out there are the real immortals, merciful and benevolent. My eldest daughter works in their food factory, guarding the machine for four hours in the morning and learning how to make fairy cakes in the afternoon. Brothers, my eldest daughter's fairy cake shop is open on the fifteenth, you must cheer for it then!"

"You have to go! Your eldest daughter has not had a good life since she got married, and she will go home every year to pick up food. Now that we are finally looking forward to coming out, those of us who are elders must go to the show. ”

Another old man said, "I heard that she learned a new style, invented by the queen mother, eat more to live a long life, right? Don't brag?"

Lao Yang smiled mysteriously. "You'll know when you eat it. ”

An Zheqi and Gong You were depressed: opening a food factory to engage in targeted poverty alleviation, that is from Dahao Academy of Literature, what is the matter with Guan Youhu Martial Arts School? We are really Youhu Martial Arts School!

When the old man talked about fairy food, he felt hungry, and he touched the spiritual rice popcorn from his purse to eat. Lingmi popcorn is a simple method, just put it in a pot and fry it. If it is fried well, it will be white and fluffy, and if it is not fried well, it will be black and not swell.

The Lingmi popcorn eaten by these old farmers was obviously bought in the market, and all of them were large white grains.

"Why are you two still standing here......?" Lao Yang hesitated for a moment, took out a few grains, and handed them to the two immortals, "Do you want to eat?"

An Zheqi and Gong You are full of black lines: Look at your stingy appearance, who dares to eat you?

"What are you guys doing, don't you want to go back and get some firewood?" a middle-aged man ran from the campfire and yelled at the old peasants.

An Zheqi and Gong You looked over when they heard this, and they all frowned. What's the matter with this middle-aged man? Not polite to the old man at all.

"Master Zhuang, go now! Go now!" Lao Yang replied loudly.

Another old man pouted, "Isn't it not burned out, and when it's done, we'll ...... again."

"Wait it's over?" the middle-aged man took off his shoes and smashed them at the old man with a stiff mouth, and reprimanded him. "Hurry up and get firewood! I want big roots, not small wood! I want to be dry, and all the wet ones are smoke!"

An Zheqi reached out and grabbed the shoe, and flashed in front of the middle-aged man. "What is your attitude towards the elderly?"

With a slight force, Anzheqi's shoes fell and fell into the ground palm deep, half in the dirt and half outside.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looked An Zheqi up and down, saw the blue bracelet on An Zheqi's wrist, recognized that this was the bronze student standard of the Amber Martial Arts School, smiled at him, and bowed in salute. "Meet the Guru. ”

An Zheqi and Gong You snorted coldly. This middle-aged man was more knowledgeable than these old peasants, and he could tell that they were not immortals, but just cultivators. However, you can't bully the elderly if you have knowledge.

Lao Yang ran over, "Master Zhuang, what kind of salute do you give them! These two are the sons and daughters of Haotian School Palace!

As he spoke, Lao Yang squatted down, pulled his shoes out of the ground with force, wiped the soil with his clothes, respectfully placed them at the feet of the middle-aged man, and hugged the middle-aged man's feet to help him put them on.

The other old men all gathered around, pointing at An Zheqi and Gong You and scolding.

"What's the matter with you two? Forget about fooling us to be funny, and dare to bully An Ye? Do you know who he is?"

Mrs. Zhuang waved his hand again and again. "It's okay, it's okay! Don't mess around! They are really the masters of the Amber Martial Academy. ”

"Master?" the old peasants suddenly looked disdainful. I thought it was an immortal, but I didn't expect it to be just two fools who didn't enter the immortal!

Anzheqi sneered. "Ladies and gentlemen, tell me, who is this Grandpa?"

His younger brother An Zhewen is the prime minister and has the cultivation of the immortal monarch, but he didn't dare to call the master! This middle-aged man in the countryside dared to call the master before he cultivated during the foundation building period.

Mrs. Zhuang smiled and said, "Master, don't listen to their nonsense. These boys are the well-known bastards in our village. The old man is an old farmer in the countryside, nothing at all. ”

Lao Yang snorted: "Master Zhuang, you are not old at all. ”

"Yes, yes, you're not old at all!"

"Neither old nor old! Three thousand more years to live!"

The old man is full of sycophants.

Gong You was surprised and asked, "This ...... Mrs. Zhuang, are you old this year?"

The middle-aged man grinned and waved his hand. "Hey...... Not high, not high. ”

Lao Yang looked disdainful and said disdainfully: "There are things with eyes and no beads! You are the eggs of the recruits who have just entered the Youhu Martial Arts School! This is Mrs. Zhuang! Zhuang Xianjun's grandfather, Your Majesty has personally enjoyed the divine soup and drank it! The queen mother made it herself! Have you ever eaten it?"

At this time, a young man came up and shouted. "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"Village chief, these two smashed the master's shoes!" Lao Yang immediately complained, pointing to the pit on the ground, "Look, smash so deep!"

The young man was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Mrs. Zhuang. "Grandpa, you're not scared, are you?"

Mrs. Zhuang waved his hand. "No, no, no. These two are the masters of the Amber Martial Arts School. Here they are...... Why did you two come to our village?" Mrs. Zhuang remembered that he hadn't asked the master for his origin.