"Who is this?"

The master looked at Yang San carefully, and only felt that Yang San was like an ordinary person, but he had an extraordinary temperament, he was by no means an ordinary person, he was really a strange person.

Yang San arched his hand with a smile, "In Xia Yang San, I have seen the master." ”

"Yang Daoyou is deeply hidden, and the poor monk admires it." The master folded his hands and bowed back to Yang San.

"Of course, I don't look at who the junior brother is." The four-eyed Taoist called out proudly.

Yang San smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, anyway, what he learned was also mixed with Maoshan Taoism, so it should be no problem to count half a Maoshan disciple.

"Sit down."

The four-eyed Taoist quickly poured three cups of tea, took one by himself, and motioned for the two to be casual.

As soon as Master Ikkyu held the teacup, the hand holding the teacup wanted to be suppressed.

But at this time, the third hand suddenly inserted in, very coincidentally between the two hands, just blocking the hand of the four-eyed Dao chief.

The four-eyed Taoist and the master of Ichiyu couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

This hand is not simple, time, angle, strength, timing and many other elements have to be masterfully grasped, but it is not something that can be interfered with casually.

"Dao Chief, Master, please drink tea, this tea is good."

Yang San took a sip lightly and smiled at the two.

"Good..."

The four-eyed Taoist and the Ichiyu master Mu Ran drank the tea in the cup, but they didn't taste it at all.

"Bang!"

When the two of them lost their minds, they put down the teacup a little harder, and suddenly there was a crisp sound.

But this crisp sound also woke the two up.

"Dao Friendly ......" Master Yixiu folded his hands in amazement and saluted Yang San again.

Before the master finished speaking, the four-eyed Taoist leader stepped out of the mouth.

"Of course my junior brother is fine, is he not good?"

Master Yixiu smiled slightly, "Yang Daoyou calls Simu the Daoist, not a senior brother, and he must not be from Maoshan Mountain." ”

"Well, I have a lot of practice, and I used to practice Taoism, but now I major in kendo."

Yang Shen said simply, he happened to have used sword qi in front of the four-eyed Dao Master before, but the situation at that time was not suitable for explanation, so it has been delayed until now.

Kendo? Could it be the Shushan lineage?

The four-eyed Taoist and the master of Yixiu both carefully measured in their hearts, and the most famous kendo today is Shushan.

It's just that in the end of the Dharma period, the Tao is so difficult to learn, and the way of the sword is even more difficult, and the people who can achieve it are all talented people.

Unexpectedly, Yang San was also one of them.

The eyes of the two of them looking at Yang San suddenly became hot.

Yang San couldn't help but shrink his neck in embarrassment, how did he feel that these two people were angry?

Soon, Knorr came in with a table and was a little surprised to see that the room was intact.

This was the first time he had seen Master and Master Ikkyu meet, and he was still so safe and sound.

"Master, master, uncle, it's time to eat early."

There was Yang San before, but the four-eyed Taoist and Master Yixiu couldn't fight the table, but Yang San didn't dare to go to the table this time.

If I'm not mistaken, the movements of the four-eyed Michicho and the master of Ikkyu are not ordinary.

I can stop the four-eyed Taoist and the master of Ikkyu, but then I can't eat?

Sure enough, after the four-eyed Taoist and Master Ikkyu sat down at the table, sparks bloomed in their eyes.

After decisively clipped a few chopsticks, Jia Le whispered to Yang San and Jingjing: "Uncle Shi, Jingjing, let's stay away and eat well." ”

Yang San had already had this intention, and seeing that Jia Le said this, Yang San also sandwiched some breakfast, and got up with Jia Le to stay away from the table.

Jingjing didn't know why, but seeing that the handsome Yang San was also far away, she hesitated to pick up a few chopsticks and came to Yang San's side.

"Are you also a Taoist? Why does he call you Uncle? ”

Yang San took a few mouthfuls of porridge, and saw that the four-eyed Taoist and Master Yixiu had already begun to wipe their guns, and couldn't help but rejoice in their decisiveness.

"I'm not a Taoist, my name is Yang San...... It's a sword cultivator, and I'm friends with the Taoist, so you can just call me by my name, let's make our own friends. ”

Yang San didn't know how to define himself, but presumably in this world, a sword was enough to break through the world.

At this time, the four-eyed Michicho and the master Ikkyu had become more and more intense, constantly picking the contents of the plate at each other, and the faces of both sides were also covered with all kinds of breakfast.

"Jia Le, did the Taoist and the master often do this before?" Yang San asked.

Jia Le shook his head helplessly, "It's not, as long as the two of them meet, they will fight a few times every once in a while, and I have long been used to it." ”

"Hehe, they must have a good relationship." Yang San laughed.

"You said the opposite, right, is this still a good feeling?"

Jingjing looked at the two four-eyed masters who were eager to stick their chopsticks in each other's nostrils, and they really couldn't see where the relationship was good.

Yang San smiled slightly, this scene reminded him of the love apartment that often damaged each other, don't everyone often do this.

"This is what the world often says about happy enemies, on the surface, they want to kill each other, but in fact, if something really happens, they can block the arrows for the other party."

Hearing Yang San's words, Jingjing looked thoughtfully at the two who were fighting, and a strange feeling gradually rose from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, the four-eyed Daoist struck a sneak attack from under the table, hitting the master's vital point.

The porridge in the master's hand was splashed towards the four-eyed Daoist at once, but it was calmly dodged by the four-eyed Daoist who had been prepared for a long time.

"Poof~"

Yang San almost squirted out the porridge in his mouth, but he didn't expect the four-eyed Taoist to have such a trick, fortunately, the master is a monk, this thing should not be used, otherwise the sin will be great.

The master calmly took out a shoe from under his body and slammed it on the table, "Don't play, it's so sloppy." ”

"Master, are you alright? I'll help you. ”

Jingjing hurriedly stepped forward to support Master Yixiu, as for what she felt, she had already forgotten about it.

"Master, do you want me to help you too?" Knorr looked worriedly at the master who was twisting his posture.

Jingjing looked at Knorr, and was so angry that she stepped on Knorr's feet.

Jia Le jumped to his feet in pain, and Jingjing slowly helped Master Yixiu to walk next door with relief.

"I'm gone, Jia Le, you're so good, Master loves you to death, help Master wash his shoes."

The four-eyed Taoist happily rubbed Jia Le again, stuffed the shoes in his hand into Jia Le's arms, and went back to the house to rest while singing and dancing.

"I won, I won......"

"Hey, these two old naughty boys, I don't have a good life again."

Jia Le looked at the table full of wolves with a bitter face, and slowly turned his head to look at Yang San.

Yang San smiled slightly, calmly put the last bit of porridge in the bowl into his mouth, and gently put the bowl on the table.

"Jia Le, you clean up well, your master and I have been on the night road for several days, I'm very tired, I'll also go to rest for a while, I've worked hard for you."

Yang San resolutely returned to his room and fastened the door.

Suddenly, there was only one person left in the hall, and it was messy in the wind.