Cen Song's acceptance of apprentices, not only the Tianqing Kingdom is boiling, but also large and small power countries are talking about it. After all, Mr. Wuling's name is not only resounding in the sky in Tianqing Kingdom.

It is said that the fall of the Dakang Dynasty came from Cen Song's handwriting, and if he didn't make a plan, there would be no current troubled times. The era when the heroes compete for each other according to their abilities will be postponed slightly.

"Teacher, is there Wuling Mountain in front of you?"

In front of the two of them, there are mountains and mountains, and at the foot of the mountain, there is a dense forest, and there is a trace of mist leaking out, so it is a place to raise people.

"It's Wuling Mountain, you have to follow the old man, this mountain is full of miasma all the year round, and if you accidentally get lost, you can't get out~"

"Han'er must be following closely behind the teacher." The little milk baby followed the old man obediently.

The old man suddenly stopped, with a serious face: "Before entering the mountain, I have a few rules to tell you. ”

"Teacher, please speak." The baby bowed her hands and bowed her head humbly.

Cen Song was satisfied with the three sheep's beards, such a humble and etiquette baby, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it: "Whoever enters my door can't use his real name." After you leave the school, no matter where you seek a job, you must not mention my name. ”

"Teacher, what should I be called?" The little milk baby tilted her head and looked at the old man, not letting him mention his name, and asking the disciple to be incognito? This is to hide in the world!

"Whatever you call it." The old man robed for a while, and walked forward with steady steps.

Chu Junhan was surprised, this kind of virtuous and respected literary master, when he accepted disciples or disciples, wouldn't he give them a word or something? Sure enough, the more talented the stranger!

"Teacher, can I be called Ruyan?"

"Why do you call a girl by her name?" The old man drove slowly along the mountain road, and his breath was steady.

"Since you want to hide the identity of the teacher's disciple, then be thorough."

The old man replied softly, and then stopped talking, and continued to walk forward steadily.

At noon, the sun was scorching, and an old and a young were shuttling between the mountains and forests.

Chu Junhan wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and saw that the terrain ahead was getting more and more open, and there was a feeling of another village.

Not far away, there are several thatched huts with smoke billowing from cooking.

"Like smoke, here we are." The old man pushed open the fence in front of the thatched hut and walked in first.

As soon as the two of them came to the middle of the courtyard, a little boy who looked like he was about six or seven years old, dressed in a coarse linen coat, and had black marks on his face, like pot ashes.

The little boy pounced on Cen Song, burying his little flower face in Cen Song's arms and rubbing it around: "Master, you are back, you want to die Mo'er." ”

Cen Song just smiled kindly and let the little boy rub around.

The little boy felt that the dirt on his face was almost rubbed, so he moved his head away from Cen Song's arms, and saw Chu Junhan on the side: "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

"Come on, come on, I'll introduce you." Cen Song took the little boy's hand and walked to Chu Junhan's side: "Mo'er, this is your junior brother Ruyan, you have to take care of your junior brother in the future." ”

The little boy snorted disdainfully, and mocked unhappily: "Take a name Niangli is girly, I don't know if I thought it was my Zimo's junior sister, I don't want such a sissy junior brother." ”

Chu Junhan stared at the milk baby in front of him without saying a word, with a look of disbelief, this little kid who didn't understand anything was his senior brother??

She thought that with Cen Song's age, no matter how bad the senior brother was, he should pass the year of the weak crown! The senior brother she wants to protect is a real baby?