Chapter Ninety-Nine: Yuan Lang
The direction of the carriage is very familiar, that is the direction of leaving Moon City, I remember that five years ago, I was covered in dust, and my clothes walked into this city is the city gate, which makes Gu Feng even more strange.
"Teacher, where are we going, why are we going out of the city?"
Zeng Weifeng didn't seem to want to say much, but simply replied: "You will naturally know when you arrive, so you don't need to ask too much." ”
The ancient style is no longer talkative.
The carriage had been traveling for about an hour, and came to a halt outside a grove, and the two men jumped out of the carriage, told the coachman to leave first, and explained that they should not use to pick it up, and then went in the direction of the grove with the old wind.
At this time, it was dusk, and although the sky was a little dark, he could see everything clearly with the eyes of the Xuan Ling Master.
The grove is very shady, and there is no obvious road, Zeng Weifeng also goes around it with the ancient style, and there is no fixed direction.
Perhaps because the movement of the two was too great, several pairs of eyes in the grove watched the two of them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no need to hide anymore, I haven't been here for some time, and I really can't find my way in, so I'm bothering you to lead the way. Zeng Weifeng stood still, raised his head and shouted to the top of several tall trees in the woods.
Hearing Zeng Weifeng's words, a black shadow appeared in front of the two of them at a lightning speed, looking at this person's dress, it was really a little amazing, it was a woman, a woman in her thirties and nearly forty years old, wearing an assassin's exclusive costume, the most prominent thing was the snow-white skin exposed at the root of the thigh, perhaps it was the result of long-term exercise, and the muscles at the root of the thigh looked like a wonderful feeling.
That cold temperament doesn't need to look at her appearance to know her profession.
"Yan, I brought my student Gu Feng to visit Lord Yuan Lang!" Zeng Weifeng obviously recognized this female assassin, but his tone of voice was a bit of an equal, which made Gu Feng very strange, shouldn't the identity of a full-time Xuan Ling Master be extremely noble? How could he be like this to a Xuan Ling Master of the assassin profession?
"Excuse me!" The female assassin who was called Yan stretched out her slender hand expressionlessly, and Zeng Weifeng took out the letter he had written in the office from his arms and handed it over.
"Wait here!" As soon as the voice fell, Yan had already disappeared in place, Gu Feng had good eyesight, and saw how she left, if she were an ordinary person, she might think that she had met a female ghost in such a small forest.
It didn't make the other three people in the woods relax their vigilance because of Yan's departure, Zeng Weifeng didn't care, he didn't have any malice when he came, and he even didn't even refuse to come to visit Yuan Lang.
As expected, when Yan appeared in front of the two again, the expression on her face became gentler, but it still revealed a sense of coldness, Gu Feng even wondered if the female assassins were cold, and the male assassins he saw were not like this, and most of the female assassins he knew were like this, not to mention others, Leng Yue, the assassin teacher of the academy alone, was the best example.
It's still a mess, it seems that this is to hide people's eyes and ears, but whose ears and eyes are it to cover in this place where birds don't?
When the three of them walked into the center of the grove, Gu Feng really understood why he walked like that before, because he had already lost his way now, this grove is not big, but it is not small, but it is also several times larger than the total area of the Full Moon Academy, at this time, if Gu Feng is placed outside the woods and let him enter by himself, not to mention that there are people in the forest, even if there is no one to guard him, he will not be able to find an accurate position to enter here.
In the center of the forest is an empty field, there is a thatched house in the middle of the empty field, the grass house is surrounded by a fence, which raises a lot of strange flowers and plants, smelling the fragrance to know the preciousness of these flowers and plants, that is not the smell that ordinary flowers can release, it is a faint fragrance, has the effect of purifying the mind.
Yan sent the two out of the fence, and a jump disappeared into the woods, Gu Feng kept wanting to ask something, but still endured it and didn't ask.
"Student Zeng Weifeng and the little apprentice Gu Feng came to meet Master Yuan Lang!" Zeng Weifeng bowed very respectfully, regardless of whether the people in the room saw it or not, but he really had enough weight this week! The teacher is like this, Gu Feng naturally did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly made the most standard salute, and the depth of the bending was even more than Zeng Weifeng.
"Wait a minute!" a response came from the room, and Gu Feng and the two of them were waiting.
After a while, white smoke rose from the end of the thatched roof, Gu Feng looked at Zeng Weifeng very strangely, the latter didn't seem surprised, and it didn't take long for Gu Feng's nose to ask A scorched smell, and then ......
"The game is gone, but I have the best wine here!" An old man walked out of the hut in embarrassment, the moment he opened the door, the wolf smoke billowed in the house, and the smoke could be felt by the ancient wind from a distance, but the old man didn't seem to be affected at all, he didn't close his eyes, and there was no tears in his eyes because of the stimulation, it seemed that it was not him who had just come out of the hut.
Gu Feng took a breath and muttered in his heart: Should you have a fetish with the teacher, and occasionally like to cook next time and turn delicious food into poison?
On the stone bench in the garden, the old man took the lead in sitting down, and then waved his hand to signal Gu Feng and Zeng Weifeng to sit down.
Looking carefully, Gu Feng saw the old man's face clearly.
A pair of slender eyes revealed a depth that had gone through vicissitudes, it was an eye that could not be imitated, the long hair was all white, but it was not like Zeng Weifeng with a long beard, and from the appearance, this Yuan Lang seemed to be a little younger than Zeng Weifeng.
Yuan Lang was dressed in a simple Tsing Yi robe, although it was simple but very decent, giving people the feeling that he was really like a master outside the world.
Zeng Weifeng didn't dare to sit down, and Gu Feng naturally couldn't take the lead in sitting, but stood beside him and lowered his head without saying a word.
"Lord Yuanlang, this is the disciple I accepted, do you always give me a little dial?" Zeng Weifeng asked with a respectful face.
Yuan Lang pulled the stopper of the big yellow gourd, and a pungent aroma of wine was immediately transmitted, and then he raised his head and looked at the ancient style.
"The letter said that he is also a full-time Xuanling Master?" Yuan Lang's face did not change, and he asked lightly.
Zeng Weifeng nodded, "Yes, his name is Gu Feng." ”
Without waiting for Zeng Weifeng to remind, Gu Feng bowed down again: "Meet Lord Yuanlang!"
"I've seen a lot of full-time Xuanling Master, Wei Feng. Yuan Lang raised his head and looked at Zeng Weifeng, and there seemed to be a doubt in his eyes: "Why do you think he is qualified to be your apprentice?"