Chapter Twenty-Three: Brainstorming

Yang Zijiang was stunned, just now he only said that the liquor was spicy, he didn't taste it when he held his breath and swallowed it, he licked his lips when he heard the words, and sure enough, he felt that there was some indescribable taste, bitter mixed with sweetness.

When he wanted to ask, the fat man cried out again, "The rabbits don't get up yet, do you want to kneel until dawn?"

Zhao Quanneng and the others, who were originally looking at each other, stood up, they were confused about Uncle Shi's confused change, but there was a turn for the worse, Zhao Quanneng made another gesture and said: "Uncle Shi, the disciple has eyes and no beads......

"This time, you don't have to drink anymore, Xiao Nengzi, let me ask you, how long have you not seen me?"

Zhao Quanneng pinched his fingers and calculated silently for a while, and replied: "Since the disciple was 20 years old, Uncle Shi left the Hidden Mountain Sect, and it has been 14 years, 3 months and 6 days. ”

"It's been 14 years, and you still think it's only three or five years?" The fat man scratched his head, seemed a little embarrassed, and asked: "The arithmetic is accurate, if you suddenly bump into it on the road, can you still recognize it?"

"Uncle Shi, the disciples will never dare to recognize each other, fourteen years have passed, and Uncle Shi ...... The changes are too great, if it weren't for the introduction of the juniors and disciples, the disciples really couldn't believe it, you are right in front of me at this moment. ”

"Don't say it's you, I'm afraid your master's idiot may not dare to admit it, no wonder you. The fat man said with a little pride, and suddenly said coldly: "You don't recognize the master, should you be punished?"

How do you want people to answer this? While saying that it is natural to not recognize it, and at the same time asking whether the punishment is right or not, the whole schizophrenia is self-contradictory.

Zhao Quanneng replied helplessly: "The disciple is ungrateful, has no eyes, and the crime should be punished." ”

"Very good, I heard that you said that your true yuan was greatly damaged, and you brought you a tonic wine that your master was reluctant to drink, but you robbed it to the handsome guy surnamed Yang, and scolded your master, you go and beat him out of the for me. ”

Yang Zijiang was so angry that he almost went up to fight, but Zhang Quanyou hurriedly grabbed him and made a look.

Zhao Quanneng said with a straight face: "Brother Yang is chivalrous and courageous, he has helped us many times, and he has offended Uncle Shi's words, which is also because of his disciple, and the disciple is willing to accept it on his behalf, and let Uncle Shi punish him." ”

The fat man scratched his head again, Yang Zijiang thought that he was bald and didn't have lice, and he didn't know where the itch came from.

The fat man said: "This is embarrassing again, one substitute for wine and one substitute for fighting, so righteous, it's okay, the lord has a lot, don't care about you, the dog's head sticks out, let the lord knock on the brain, just ......"

He was not joking, he really stretched out his hand and waited for Zhao Quanneng, and Zhao Quanneng suddenly showed a smile when he heard this, which was a familiar scene that he remembered deep in his memory......

At that time, he was a teenager, naughty by nature, whenever he made a mistake, his uncle would make him consciously accept the punishment, in addition to spanking, the most suffered was a brain collapse.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional, my eyes were ruddy, I hurriedly lowered my head to cover up, and by the way, I also put my head together, the fat man unceremoniously flicked on his head, and then touched his broken hair and laughed:

"Your dog's nest is not as good as shaved completely, and it is as bald as the master but troubled, the Taoist priest has been doing it for a long time, and it is also fresh to be a monk, do you think it is okay?"

You must know that Zhao Quanneng is in his 30s, but he is being played with by a fat man like a child, Zhang Quanyou and others looked at this strange scene, and the expression on their faces was crying and laughing.

Yang Zijiang thought to himself that when they saw Uncle Shi first, they should have some understanding of his crazy behavior.

Zhao Quanneng, who didn't know whether the fat man was telling the truth or false, didn't know how to respond, and the fat man didn't bother to pay attention to it, but he asked Yang Zijiang: "Handsome guy, do you know how to drive?"

Yang Zijiang nodded inexplicably, and the fat man said again: "You come and drive, I'm sleepy and sleep first." ”

“...... I just drank wine!" Yang Zijiang was quite helpless.

"Half a cup of gargling, I drank two catties before I got in the car, Zhang Quan saw a few rabbit cubs, and he didn't drink and drink while driving, so you drive, it's decided. ”

The fat man got out of the car as he spoke, got into the last row of seats and lay down.

Yang Zijiang looked at Zhang Quanyou, found that he glanced at himself, nodded and didn't dare to face himself, probably meaning that he couldn't do anything about this uncle, and the master was unfortunate!

Yang Zijiang can't drink much, if most of the glass of wine just now was pure liquor, he would have been drunk, but after a long time, he didn't react, but he just felt a little hot in his stomach, so he sat in the driver's seat with a heart.

When I got into the car, I found that the inside of the car was even more dilapidated than the outside, the seat sponge was turned out, there was not even a floor mat, the rusty iron plate was exposed, and the ghost knows where to get the scrapped car.

Along the way, the fat uncle snored like thunder and slept deeply, Zhao Quanneng and Zhang Quanyou and others talked in a whisper, narrating various things after separation, and Yang Zijiang also participated occasionally.

赵全能 says:

"After my observation for a long time, the whereabouts of the drought fish have a fixed pattern, and most of the actions will avoid the eyes and ears of tourists, but this demon is not yet fully civilized, and does not have enough intelligence to calculate independently, if it is not miscalculated, it should be instigated by others.

It took me into the demon realm but did not harm me, presumably because of this reason there is another plan, otherwise it will definitely not give up the demon instinct, and easily stop, its fire is fierce, I risked my death to get lucky, I am afraid that there will be no good solution after missing it.

With its fierce demon law, if it is really domesticated, behind it is an extraordinary husband and vulgar, I once asked the hexagram calculation but the cultivation is still lacking in fire, it is difficult to find eyebrows, it seems that only the master can solve this doubt. ”

"Uncle Shi should be able to help, and when it comes to cultivation, he is on par with Shizun back then. Zhang Quanyou glanced back at the fat man who was snoring in the back seat, shook his head helplessly and said, "It's a pity that it's so ...... right now."

Zhao Quanneng was also saddened, and said: "Okay, let's leave for the mountain tomorrow, don't fight for this moment, let his old man rest well, and I have the grace of nurturing and teaching back then, don't lose the courtesy." ”

From their later conversations, they learned that the fat man's road number "Rushing to the sky", and I thought that this name was really appropriate, and now the snoring sound is indeed "Rushing to the sky".

Zhang Quanyou and Wang Quande were also full of surprise when they found Chongtian. Zhang Quanyou and Wang Quande When they were young, they were not as close as Zhao Quanneng and Chongtian, but they were also the same roots, and they were particularly remembered by his teachings, and after many years of separation, Chongtian Dao people were not only very different in appearance and body from the impression, but also quite strange in words and deeds, so they didn't dare to recognize each other at first.

The people of the Heavenly Dao didn't take their arrival seriously, and after listening to them report to the mountain gate, they went out by themselves, without saying hello to where they were going, and made them wait for a whole day and a night, but when they came back, they slept except for drinking and drinking.

Zhang Quanyou and the two of them repeatedly invited him to convey the meaning of the master and invite him to return to the Yinshan faction to discuss the plan, but they did not get any indication from him, until Chen Quanya arrived and told Zhao Quanneng about his disappearance.

Since he was a baby, Zhao Quanneng was raised by Chongtian, regarded as his own love for father and son, I heard that he encountered an accident, although Chongtian on the surface is still that angry face, but in the end he took the initiative to scold and drive them to the car to set off, the original words were: "The rabbit cubs are not leaving, and you want to rely on the master to take care of your food?"

When they saw the bald head, they thought that maybe it was because of their physical reasons that it was inconvenient to ask more, but they even abandoned the robe and wore vulgar clothes, and their language was vulgar.

From the strange words of Cupola Guli, I probably know that Cuphigh is not vulgar, but his personality dictates that he has lived alone in his own way for many years, and claims to be "hidden in the city", but in fact he is no different from the small people in the market.

Of course, sometimes he will pick up his old business, tell people fortunes or do things and recite scriptures, etc., and it is at this time that he will put on a robe to be a "magic stick", and this broken car is a means of transportation for him to travel to beg for life.

There is no way to know what to do in ordinary times, and judging from the mess and dilapidation of the nameless gate, I am afraid that it may not be cleaned once a year, and it is even more impossible to practice homework.

With the behavior of Zhao Quanneng and others, the Yinshan faction can be regarded as decent and has strict rules, how can there be such a hob meat as Cupola, is it because he became depressed after leaving, or because he was stubborn and had to leave?

Zhao Quanneng and the others seemed to have a tacit understanding, probably taking into account the privacy of their teachers, and never mentioning the incident of fourteen years ago, Chongtian was still asleep in the back seat, and Yang Zijiang was inconvenient to ask more.

After coming back, everyone pushed and screamed, tossed for a few minutes before waking up, entered the room and yawned, fell asleep on the sofa again, and left a sentence: "You have something to discuss by yourself, don't disturb the master before dawn!"

Everyone was shaking their heads, and Zhao Quanneng cast a look, indicating "I smiled".

Isn't it, they've lost the people of their Hidden Mountain Sect.