Chapter 44: The First Seed of the Revolution

Although he secretly scolded himself for his big mouth in his heart, in fact, he neither regretted nor was he afraid, but he was still a little excited, and his heart said: WTF! It's really Zhang Shicheng! Tsk tsk, the big man is really this virtue!

Uncle Zhang urged his nephew and said, "Ninety-four, quickly apologize to the little master!" ”

Zhang Shicheng looked confused, he really didn't know what kind of ability this monk had to make his uncle so respectful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Uncle Zhang saw that his nephew was still stunned, so angry that he stomped his feet and whispered to him: "The little master has great powers, can understand ghosts and gods, and has insight into heavenly opportunities, so he can't be reckless!" ”

Zhang Shicheng looked at it in surprise, and thought in his heart: Uncle is well-informed and has never been superstitious about ghosts and gods, but today he worships this monk like a god, could it be that this monk really has divine power? If that is the case, I must not offend him, lest my uncle's family be burdened by me.

Thinking of this, he sang, bowed down, and apologized to the endless: "Master forgives sins, the little one has eyes and no beads, and almost collided with the majesty of the monk, and sins and sins." ”

Hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, and when his fingertips touched Zhang Shicheng's arm, a "tornado" blew in his heart, surging and rising one after another.

"I'm rubbing, what a fresh artifact!" Endless excitement in my heart.

Zhang Shicheng was helped by him, and then he also got up. For him, the act of bowing and apologizing was just a show, in order to prevent the little monk from being angry with his uncle's family because of his recklessness, as for whether the monk really had supernatural powers and mana, he didn't take it seriously at all, because it had nothing to do with him.

He smiled endlessly and admired Zhang Shicheng from one look at the next, as if he was appreciating an extremely precious cultural relic, and said to him, "Zhang Shizhu is too polite, it is worth it to be reckless by a big hero like you!" ”

Zhang Shicheng only thought that the monk was saying kind words, so he also responded politely: "Where the little master says, the villain is just a little salt, and he is a big hero." ”

"Today you are Yanding, and in the future, you will be a great hero who dominates one side and dominates the world!" stared at Zhang Shicheng endlessly, and his tone was extremely affirmative.

Zhang Shicheng paused for a moment, thinking in his heart: What does the little monk mean by this? Do you see my future? Looking at the way he swears, it doesn't seem like he's polite, can he say.....

He remembered his uncle's words again: The little master has great powers, can understand ghosts and gods, and can perceive heavenly opportunities, and cannot be reckless.

Zhang Shicheng was excited: Yes, it must be! This little and yet prophetic has seen my future! When I was young, the blind king at the entrance of the village fortune teller used to say that I had a "bright future", and now what the little master said coincides with him, is it really the will of God?

"Dominate one side and dominate the world!" Every word tickled the nerves of this bloody man.

Uncle Zhang also looked at his nephew in surprise, and thought: What does the little master mean by this? Could it be that Jiusi really has the appearance of an overlord? If so, you should be close to the little master's father.

He saw Zhang Shicheng still standing there stunned, anxious: Why is this kid so stupid! What are you doing there?

"Cough~" Uncle Zhang pretended to cough and gave him a look, which means: Silly boy, don't just stand!

Zhang Shicheng came back to his senses, saw his uncle winking at him, understood what he meant, and turned to Bu Xiu: "The disciple is stupid, and I ask the little master for guidance." ”

He touched his bald head endlessly, and said with a smile: "I can't say it, I can't say it, and if I say it, I'm wrong." ”

Uncle Zhang stood aside, seeing that he was about to stop talking, and his heart moved: The little monk really saw the great future of Jiusi!

Zhang Shicheng saw that the monk did not answer, so he continued to ask: "Please also ask the little master for guidance." ”

He just shook his head and smiled without answering.

Uncle Zhang is even more sure when he sees this: no master will speak thoroughly, after all, "the secret of heaven cannot be revealed". It seems that Jiusi should be close to him.

He said to Zhang Shicheng: "What the gods and monks know is a heavenly machine!" How can it be revealed to you at will? It's already a great blessing that you can hear a sentence and a half, don't ask again! In the future, I should be closer to my father. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Shicheng again.

Zhang Shicheng naturally understood what his uncle meant, borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and agreed to his uncle's words: "What my uncle said is that my nephew is reckless!" In the future, I will definitely get closer to the little monks! ”

He calculated in his heart, the words of this little monk couldn't be more obvious! It seems that my life really has a great overlord achievement! If so, you should really get closer to the little monk, if you can get a little more heavenly opportunity, it is better, if not, it is also beneficial to make a friend.

Although Zhang Shicheng is from a humble background, his ambition can be regarded as tall, he thinks that a manly man, standing up to the sky, since he is alive, he should be vigorous! And today, turbulence, is a good time for heroes to rise up and make contributions, if it is really as the little monk said, he can "dominate one side, dominate the world", it is not in vain to go back in the world.

Uncle Zhang was naturally happy to see that his nephew understood what he meant.

Constantly listening to the conversation between the uncle and nephew, I laughed in my heart: the heavenly machine of fart! If I bring the script of "Xiao Xiongzhi" together, you must not be regarded as a "book from heaven"! Hey, but it makes sense to think about it from another angle, although the memory in my head is broken and incomplete, but for them, isn't it a heavenly opportunity? It's a pity that I drank half of Meng Po soup by mistake, otherwise, with my buddy's eloquence and the "heavenly opportunity" under control, how could I not be a fairy? Emperors, Great Khans, and rebel kings have to worship me like a god and be obedient! Ay... Pity... What a pity!

Uncle Zhang saw that the misunderstanding between the two had been resolved, so he said to them, "Come into the house and talk." ”

Zhang Shicheng picked up the hat and bowed down: "The little monk is invited first." ”

No end or no politeness, step first.

The three of them walked through the patio to the door of the hall.

Uncle Zhang shouted to the door: "Old woman, let's see who's coming." ”

Zhang Shicheng shouted through the door: "Auntie." ”

Aunt Zhang greeted her: "It's ninety-four." ”

Zhang Shicheng was taken aback when he saw his aunt's appearance, he hadn't seen him for a month, she and the two of them were not only full of energy, but also had a smile on their faces, and immediately patted their ass: "Auntie, didn't you eat the elixir?" ”

Aunt Zhang: "This kid is talking nonsense, where is the elixir!" ”

Zhang Shicheng took two steps back: "Then why don't you see it in January, but my aunt is ten years younger." If it's outside, my nephew won't dare to recognize it. ”

Aunt Zhang realized that her nephew was praising herself, and she was even more happy in her heart: "My son, you can speak." Then he looked at it and said, "My aunt didn't take any panacea, it's all the credit of the little monk." ”

He stood aside and waved his hand very reservedly: "A small matter, a small matter~"

Zhang Shicheng rolled his eyes, bowed down and saluted: "The villain thanked the little master for his kindness on behalf of his aunt. ”

He helped him again: "The donor is too polite, I'm so helpful." ”

Aunt Zhang took Zhang Shicheng's hand: "Son, hurry up and enter the house." ”