Chapter 398: Return to Emperor Lai
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the black and smooth mallet smashed on his head, Ao Fenggu only felt his brain dizzy for a while, his body shook twice, and he fell straight to the ground.
"It's really stupid and hopeless, the ancestors have fought for thousands of years to give us the right to eat meat, and those ghouls come to rob it, and you have to give it up? Or is it that your dragon clan is so willing to give, it's not that you can't beat the Phoenix clan, but you are kind enough to hand over the territory, and you also stick your neck out for them to cut down? ”
The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, "It's hard to accept a closed disciple, but it's even more stupid than the second child, I would have thrown you to the Holy Courtyard if I knew about it, and let those birdmen torture you every day!" ”
The old woman helped Ao Fenggu up, checked his injuries, and said, "Why are you beating people again?" This young man is good, and he knows how to help me carry water when he enters the door, so why do you beat people while talking? ”
"He's all turned against the sky, who do I hit if I don't hit him?" The tall old man pointed to the chair under the young man and said angrily, "You occupy my seat and dare to contradict the teacher, what do I want such a student to do?" ”
The old woman was slightly stunned and looked at the young man who had passed out, "This is Ao Fenggu?" ”
The tall old man snorted coldly, "Who else but him?" ”
The old woman let go of her hand and cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks and plates on the table, "I don't care about your student, but if you knock him out, you will have to settle the money for his meal." ”
Ao Fenggu's teacher is naturally the dean of the Martial Academy, the Guilai Emperor who once killed the Kunlun Divine Tree and beat the former dean of the Phoenix Sacred Academy into a pig's head.
Emperor Guilai said unhappily, "I didn't eat the dishes on that table, why should I give money?" ”
"Then you can give the money for the dishes at your table."
"You're a granddaughter, you cook some food for your grandfather, and you still have to charge money?"
"Then go and pick the divine fruit from the Kunlun Divine Tree and give it to me."
"The fruit blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit every three thousand years, and is so hard that it can break out its teeth, what is there to eat?"
"It's my business if it's good or not, but you said you wanted to give it to me."
"I'd better give the money."
"Grandpa, you bully!"
In the small simple restaurant, the gray-haired grandfather and grandson were noisy, and the young man on the side had a black green bag on his head, and he was asleep.
It didn't take long for a little boy with a tiger's head to enter the restaurant, staring at the plate of spicy snail meat that had just been placed on the table with his eyes cocking.
Emperor Guilai said, "Don't eat too much. ”
The little boy nodded like pounding garlic, and was about to reach out to grab the meat on the plate, but the back of his hand was slapped fiercely, "Use chopsticks!" Emperor Guilai blew his beard and glared.
Half an hour later, a tall old man walked out of the humble small food shop, in the direction of Emperor Wu Mountain, stepped out of a few hundred meters, and then a little boy, dragging the legs of a young man who had passed out, followed behind and ran wildly.
An old woman with silver hair rushed out into the street, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, ran a few steps, stopped panting, "Again, don't give money......
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By the time Ao Fenggu woke up, it was already three days later, the bag on his head had dissipated, but there was still a bruise, and his head was also groggy, and it took him a long time to remember what had happened that night.
That night, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of true qi from the old man, and when the old man knocked it with the black and smooth mallet, he still thought that the other party was just an ordinary old man.
It was only now that he was afraid.
That tall old man, with a realm of strength, was definitely the highest among all the people he had ever seen.
Once the old man wanted to kill him, Ao Fenggu was sure that he had no chance of surviving.
Who the hell is that old man?
Ao Fenggu got up and slowed down for a while before coming to Ling Bo Sakura's house.
Ling Bo Sakura was not embroidering this time, but was about to go out with a box in her arms, and after seeing Ao Fenggu, she asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”
Ao Fenggu nodded and asked, "How did I get back?" ”
"You were unconscious that night, so naturally you were sent back." Ling Bo said, "I'm going to go to the teacher's place right now, and he's going to check my schoolwork. ”
Ao Fenggu was taken aback, "Teacher, when did his old man come back?" ”
"The day you came back." Ling Bo Ying walked straight forward, suddenly turned around and instructed, "You can also come over later, and give the teacher a bowl of tea, although we don't have so many rules here, but the apprentice tea still has to be respected." ”
Ao Fenggu nodded hurriedly, leaving all the events of that night behind.
The teacher he had never met, the fierce man who killed Kunlun with his own strength, and the very thick thighs, finally came back.
Ao Fenggu paced back and forth, thinking about what kind of posture he wanted to meet the teacher, after all, the first impression was too important.
When he came to the iron room, the second senior brother was still tirelessly beating his iron sword.
Ao Fenggu explained his intentions, and said with a smile, "Little junior brother, you don't have to worry, the teacher is very kind, what do you usually look like, what do you look like when you meet, don't deliberately pretend, since the teacher has accepted you as a student, he won't drive you down the mountain, right?" ”
After pondering for a long time, Ao Feng Gu nodded and arched his hand towards Manqing, "Feng Gu has been taught." ”
Manqing waved his hand, "Go quickly, I want to come and see you." ”
On the halfway up the back mountain of Wudi Mountain, there is a cliff, on the edge of the cliff, there is an old pine, under the old pine, there is a hut, and in the house, there lives an old man.
Everyone in the world knows that the tall old man is very old, the oldest teacher in the martial arts academy, he has seen the old man when he was young, and now after a few decades, the old man's appearance has not changed at all.
The old man lived a long time.
But for exactly how long, no one knows.
In the Panasonic hut, the old man who had returned from a long trip was holding a rosewood box, which contained many embroidered handkerchiefs, and the patterns of the embroidered handkerchiefs were paintings, grasses, and carp.
The old man took out an embroidered handkerchief embroidered with a pond of carp and looked at it, and nodded, "This fish is beautiful, so let's embroider landscapes in the future, just sew a sheet for me." ”
Ling Bo Sakura nodded, scooped up the noodles from the pot, put them in a bowl with spices, and sprinkled the green onions on the noodles.
Emperor Guilai shook his head, "The green onion should be finely chopped." ”
"Good teacher." Ling Bo Ying picked up the kitchen knife, chopped the green onion with a clatter, and then looked at Emperor Guilai, "Okay?" ”
Emperor Guilai nodded, grabbed the green onion and sprinkled it on the hot noodles, scooped a spoonful of noodle soup and poured it on, stirred it well, and ate it in a big gulp.
While eating noodles, Ling Bo Sakura suddenly turned around, and after seeing the young man, he said, "Teacher, the little junior brother is here." ”
The old man snorted.
Ao Fenggu slowed down, but just a few steps, no matter how slow he walked, there was a time to come to the end.
Because of the nervousness, his palms were sweaty, and he cheered himself up, "Isn't it just an old man, and he won't eat me." ”
The closed disciple of the dean of the Martial Academy, took a deep breath, took off his shoes, walked to the wooden board in front of the wooden house, and bowed down to the old man, "Disciple Ao Fenggu has seen the teacher. ”
(End of chapter)