Chapter 9: Master
Gao Yi returned to the dormitory building again, opened the door of the dormitory, there was no frolicking sound of the old four and others in the past, there was no smell of stinky feet of the brothers to greet them, and some were just dark...
"Smack~" turned on the light, Gao Yi took a deep breath and closed his eyes gently, some things in his mind that came to mind with his brothers in the dormitory...
The fourth child's words still seemed to be echoing in his ears, "The third child, are you back?!"
The corners of his mouth hooked an upturned arc, and Gao Yi showed a warm smile on his face, "Stinky boy..."
Gao Yi muttered and came to his bed, and fell down all at once... Closing his eyes, he fell asleep deeply, this night he slept so soundly, dreamed that the fourth child held a chicken leg and asked him if he wanted to eat, the second child held a telescope and asked him if he wanted to look at the little cutie wearing a miniskirt opposite, the eldest and the fifth, the sixth and third people clamored for him to buy breakfast, and asked him to help him in class...
At this time, in a classically decorated room, a man with an elegant temperament like a scholar and another man with an introverted but inadverted eyes that made people feel frightened sat opposite each other.|-]^--*--- the browser type--see the latest update--- the man's temperament looks like a person who has been in the top position for a long time, and his momentum in his gestures makes people naturally be pulled, as if he is the day, he is the place, and others should follow his orders.
The man who seems to be a scholar is naturally Gao Yixin's master, Murong Bo. And the man opposite him is the one who once appeared in RB, and after Gao Yi fell into a coma, he made those strong people disappear automatically with a word.
At this time, the two sat together, Murong Bo seemed to be a little restrained, and sat there respectfully with his head bowed, not daring to look at the person opposite him. ]^ e,]*--*
Picking up the tea in front of him and taking a sip, he didn't seem to be satisfied with the taste of the tea, the man frowned, "Since I drank my eldest brother's tea, these vulgar products have no taste..."
The corners of Murong Bo's mouth twitched, and he muttered in a low voice, "Hmm... I want to drink that person's tea, too..."
As soon as the man's ears moved, he heard Murong Bo's muttering, coughed and glared at him.
The air in the room froze as soon as the man stared, and the temperature dropped a few degrees! Murong Bo shuddered in fright, and then honestly picked up the teacup and took a sip...
"Murong, are you satisfied with the baby apprentice you found?"
As soon as these words came out, Murong Bo directly squirted out the tea in his mouth! He didn't care about the awe of the person in front of him, and said with a red face: "Emperor... Master... I don't accept this matter..."
"Oh?" The man known as the old man raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "Tell me, what are you dissatisfied with?" ”
Murong Bo immediately lowered his head when he heard the master's words, like a child who had done something wrong, and said with a red face, "Master... As a courtier, I can't argue with your decision, but I'm really not convinced... Why do you want me to teach? Gongsun and they are all idle! Didn't they all say in the past, they will do the things of the disciples, and I will do the things of murder!"
The old man rubbed his temples with a little headache. He didn't have a good way to take Murong Bo, so he could only mit for a while and then said, "This... Murong... You also know that my nephew is going to take our place in the future..."
"Yes..."
"Our position needs a qualified heir to inherit it, and the result of our discussion is that only you can raise him to be a semi-qualified heir. ”
"Semi-qualified, sir, what do you mean?" Murong Bo's face was a little bad.
A treacherous look of successful conspiracy flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he took a sip of the teacup and cleared his throat by the way, "Murong, what does this mean by being semi-qualified... Kindness... According to Gongsun and the others, you Murong used to be better at reading than them, but you are not as good at killing as them, you are not convinced to kill people, and now they know that you are also a first-class master in killing... But..."Speaking of which, the old man took a sip of tea from his teacup and said without hurrying.
Originally, Murong Bo listened to the old man's previous words with relish, although the expression on his face was not obvious, but his slightly raised eyebrows still betrayed the joy in his heart. But when he heard the old man say but, he stopped, he couldn't help but froze, he frowned and asked, "This... Sir, but what?"
The old man saw that he really took the bait, so the ninja smiled and continued, "But when this grandson was chatting with my daughter, he said that you can't teach your disciple..."
"What? he... He said I can't teach my brother?!" Murong Bo blew his beard, rolled his sleeves with his eyes in his eyes, and said, "Gongsun, that old thing said that my disciple is not good?!" After finishing speaking, he realized that his attitude was not good, and hurriedly left his seat, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "The minister is reckless..."
The old man waved his hand, "Don't come with me, how many times have I told you!
"Yes..."Murong Bo returned to his seat and sat down, but the muscles on his face trembled, obviously very angry.
"Hehe, Murong, you don't have to be angry, Gongsun said, he taught my daughter and Xiaofeng martial arts from my eldest brother, and now you know what level it is, as long as you can teach an apprentice who is stronger than them, then Gongsun will sincerely call you Taishi!"
Hearing this, Murong Bo immediately put down the teacup and said excitedly, "Really?!"
"Of course it's true!
Murong Bo, who had been confirmed, stood up happily, and muttered as he walked, "Well! Gongsun, that old thing, still doesn't admit that he is worse than me! This time I must be convinced!" As he spoke, he turned to the old man and said, "Master, I taught this apprentice!"
The old man deliberately ignored him, drank tea by himself, and remembered Murong Bo's sweating for a while with the appearance of an old god.
"This... Murong, you don't have to be embarrassed, you don't have to be embarrassed, Gongsun said, if you can teach my eldest brother's son well, my eldest brother will give a lot of benefits at that time, and he also said that you don't want to teach him but you're happy! Right now, only Xiao Yi can surpass my daughter and Xiao Feng, and if you don't teach, you'll never have a chance to surpass him in the sect!"
Hearing this, Murong Bo immediately became anxious, he didn't care about anything else, rushed over and pulled the old man's arm, gritted his teeth and said, "This... Master, you can't do this! How can you regret saying something good? No! No! You can't regret it! Besides, my good apprentice has kowtowed, and I have drunk this apprentice tea! You can't change your hexagram!"
The old man pretended to be sympathetic to his subordinates and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, you see that you are tired of killing people all day, I can't let you still teach your disciples, right?
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