The small courtyard is very large, but the scorching sunlight overhead is blocked by the ancient trees planted in the courtyard, and cannot be completely penetrated, and a nest of rabbits hides in the shady corner of the wall and eats cabbage leaves together, which looks very leisurely.

"Hey!" "Old man, do you see! You don't need my big brother to get this broken grass! ”

After the sound of laughter, Zui Mo's alternative sarcastic words to Wang Lao also rang out one after another, and he couldn't hear a trace of the modesty that a child should have, and the words were full of a self-cooked taste, and he didn't seem to regard Wang Lao as an outsider at all.

"Hmph" Hearing Zui Mo's unbridled smile, Wang Lao, who had been lying down, got up again, and when he raised his old eyes looked at the clover in Zui Mo's hand, he didn't know whether he was distressed or reluctant, and he fell into silence after humming.

"Hehe, old man, how is it, master?" Seeing that Wang Lao was silent, the smug look on his face was even worse, and at the same time, he also smiled again in his mouth.

"Hmph" Wang Lao's silent eyes suddenly raised, and it was full of unhappiness, but he didn't say sarcastic as before, and after the old man paused, he opened his mouth and asked: "Boy, how do you know that rabbits eat vegetable leaves and don't eat turnips." ”

"Hey!" Hearing Elder Wang's inquiry, Drunken Mo's face turned even more pale, and after laughing, he explained: "Old man, stupid! It's not that I know, it's what they told me! ”

didn't care about drunken ink taking advantage of words, and as soon as drunken ink spoke, Wang Lao's cloudy old eyes widened, "You have beast language?" Although it was a question, his flat tone was full of certainty.

"Eh" heard the sound and fell drunken and complacent, and now it is not Wang Lao who is stupid, but drunk ink!

Beast language? After hearing Wang Lao's words, he didn't react at first, but when he saw the drunken ghost-like expression, his heart suddenly moved, Wang Lao asked if there was beast language, not beast language, obviously on purpose, and Wang Lao's words also made me think of one thing, "Endless Four Books!" ”

When the insect language was in Tangjiabao, Tang Shaofei handed it over to me, but then he didn't know where he went, and after waking up from the coma of triggering the Jianghu mode, he could inexplicably understand the simple insect language, the black snake group in the Black Snake Forest is the best example, but he has beast language?! The beast language of one of the four books of endless?

"Old man, how do you know?" After being stunned, Zuimo asked directly, and his innocent posture made people want to laugh.

"Hehe" seemed to be amused by the direct words of drunken ink, Wang Lao's thinking face suddenly closed, and then a smile appeared on his face, and then he seemed to recall something, and was silent with remembrance, and said lightly: "Because I have also seen it, the beast language of the four strange books is really magical." ”

Saying that, Wang Lao suddenly put down the pu fan in his hand, and his arm hung down near the corner of the wall, and made a few gestures inexplicably, and the big white rabbit who was eating vegetable leaves seemed to have seen his relatives, and he didn't continue to gnaw, and jumped directly to Wang Lao's side.

"Puff"

Seeing the magic of the beast language in Wang Lao's hand, I just gave birth to admiration in my heart, but the popping sound from the side made me can't help but turn my eyes, and when I saw the drunken ink like a kneeling posture, my eyes were stunned.

"Master!" I was just about to open my mouth to ask, but the words that came out of the mouth of the drunken ink made me stunned, and at the same time, the words that I wanted to ask were swallowed back.

"Huh." Seeing this, Wang Lao was not surprised, and said casually while laughing out loud: "Get up, I'm not your master." ”

"Yes, the old man in the family said that whoever understands the beast language will let me worship whoever is the teacher!" Zui Mo, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but be anxious when he heard this, and his round little face seemed to be about to cry.

"Do I understand the language of beasts?" Wang Lao replied bluntly.

"Eh" heard the sound, and the drunken ink movement on the ground paused, and the voice was also choked.

"Huh." Seeing the drunken ink action, Wang Lao smiled again, and said in his mouth: "Boy, I'm not your master, I just know how to use it, but I don't understand, people who really understand are not here, and you will always meet it when you go out more." "Alas, old man, the bird language is not extravagant, anyway, I can't understand it, I can't use it, and I don't know when I will see the last four-door strange book."

Birds? The last one? Hearing Wang Lao's words, his heart suddenly moved, and he thought of the lost book of worm language.

"Smack!"

Just as I was out of my mind, there was a continuous slapping sound on the side, the sound was surprisingly loud, and when I turned my eyes, I saw that Wang Lao also followed me over, and when I saw the drunken ink who got up from the ground, he was also stunned, "Stinky old man!" You said it earlier, so you have been kneeling for so long. ”

"Cough" glanced at Wang Lao's darkening face, and couldn't help coughing lightly and reminded.

The cough fell, and he slapped the drunk Mowu who had almost become a gray and yellow shirt on his body and raised his head, "Hehe, big brother, I'm an apprentice, not a big brother, I'm still with you~ hehe"

"Heh, it's okay to do anything, you're still yourself." Looking at the appearance of drunken ink hurriedly explaining, the corners of his lips bent unconsciously, this drunken ink really has a bit of a child's heart, I really don't mind who he is with, if he can learn better and higher martial arts, it will be interesting to learn, after saying to him, he turned his gaze, looked at Wang Lao who was lying on the recliner and said lightly: "Wang Lao, the grass has been obtained, Xiao Luo'er should say goodbye." ”

"Papa" I don't know if I don't want to see Drunken Mo or I don't want to see the herbs taken away by me, Wang Lao just patted the pu fan in the direction of the medicine hall when he heard this, and he didn't even raise his head to send off the guest.

"Elder Wang, farewell." Although Wang Lao didn't raise his head, he still made a polite threat, but Zuimi Mo pursed the corners of his lips at Wang Lao who was lying on the recliner.

"Click" is to divide the poison, remember to bring the root of the clover, it can be neutralized. ”

As soon as the footsteps were raised, Wang Lao's voice sounded from behind him, and he couldn't help but feel grateful in his heart, and Wang Lao said when I finished saying goodbye, obviously he didn't want me to bother anymore, and he didn't open his mouth to answer, and went straight to the rabbit's nest to take the clover rhizome before going out.

"Big brother! Don't you wonder what beast language is? ”

As soon as he got out of the medicine hall, Zuimmo, who was following behind him, seemed to be unable to hold back his sudden questioning.

Hearing Zuimmo's speech, he turned his head and looked at him at the same time, paused, and a faint smile flashed on his face: "Simen Qishu, didn't Elder Wang say it, I'm a little curious, but I don't want to know too much, but if I really want to say curious, I'm more curious about the old man at home in your mouth." ”

"Oh, he's the plot related character of my character, the eldest brother also has it, isn't it the sisters-in-law." (To be continued.) )