Jiang Ziya, who seemed to be old, flashed easily like a spirit monkey, reached out his free hand, and gently touched the young man's back, and the young man was paralyzed to the ground like mud.

"Old man, when the master gets up, he will definitely clean you up"

The young man did not admit defeat at all, tilting his head and shouting.

Jiang Ziya ignored it and continued to fish.

On the shore of Weishui, the wind is blowing, but the scene is a little weird.

The middle-aged woodcutter who came with the young man came over and said cautiously: "Old man, the martial guitar is young and ignorant, please let him go if you have a lot of them." ”

When Jiang Ziya heard this name, his heart was shocked, not long ago, he calculated through innate gossip that he would accept a person named Wuji as an apprentice.

"Your name is Bukit, and there is only one old mother in the family"

The young man, that is, Bukit, was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically: "Old man, the first time we met, how did you know that there was only one old mother in my family?" ”

Jiang Ziya smiled silently, that's right, it's this person, the hexagram shows that this person lost his father when he was a teenager, was pulled by his mother and grew up, and was destined to be his apprentice.

However, there is a problem at the moment, this apprentice has a bloody disaster, and he is a little unruly, so he must first frustrate his sharpness.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ziya was a little handy, and Bukit, who couldn't move before, was fine.

"I'm all right"

Wu Ji got up from the ground, moved his muscles and bones, and saw that he was fine, and looked at Jiang Ziya with a hint of awe.

The middle-aged woodcutter on one side is busy pulling Bukit.

"The old people have let you go, don't leave quickly."

Wu Ji just said that he was looking for Jiang Ziya to settle accounts, but in fact, he was also a hard face, and when he heard his companion say this, he didn't care about anything else, and left in a panic.

Jiang Ziya looked in the direction where Bukit disappeared and let out a hearty laugh.

"Old man, what are you laughing at?"

An abrupt voice rang out.

Jiang Ziya turned his head to look.

In the grass, an old man dressed in plain clothes, but indescribably noble, came out, and a young man with a somewhat unruly expression beside him was supporting the old man.

"Without him, I just met someone who is destined"

Jiang Ziya put away his smile and looked at the old man with a flat expression.

The person who was still waiting for it finally arrived, Xibo Hou Jichang.

Is it really Ji Chang who came? Of course not, the old man was actually Chu Feng becoming. Ji Chang is over seventy years old this year, and in order to make himself look old, Chu Feng deliberately made Nezha a teenager and supported him.

"Old man, do you know that there is a sage here, named Jiang Ziya?"

Chu Feng, come up and go straight in.

Jiang Ziya didn't expect Xibo Hou Jichang to be so direct, paused, and was about to answer.

"That's you"

Chu Feng's tone was light, and he didn't look excited at all when he met the sage.

Jiang Ziya nodded dumbly, how is Xibohou Jichang a little different from the legend.

Chu Feng sighed and looked at the hook of the fishing rod.

"The hook is straight—"

Jiang Ziya twisted his beard and smiled, his face was unfathomable.

"Ning-"

"It's better to take it in the straight than to ask for it in the song." Chu Feng preemptively finished what Jiang Ziya wanted to say.

"Ugh"

Jiang Ziya was stunned like a cat stuck in his neck.

I've let you say it, so why am I still unfathomable (pretending to be forced)!

"You fish with a straight hook?" Nezha opened his mouth, and then shook his head again: "When I was on the East China Sea, I also did it, nothing unusual." ”

Jiang Ziya didn't know what to say anymore, it was completely different from what he had imagined.

"Well, what are you capable of? Let Xibohou take a look. ”

Nezha spoke again, looking arrogant, as if picking up goods in the market.

Jiang Ziya frowned, turned his head over, and ignored it.

Seeing this, Nezha turned his head and said to Chu Feng: "This person can't even say what he has ability, and he doesn't have any ability to come, let's go back!" ”

"Okay, let's go look elsewhere"

Chu Feng nodded cooperatively.

“……”

At this moment, Jiang Ziya's heart is wow cool and wow cool, it shouldn't be that the sage was found by the monarch with great difficulty, and the monarch was courteous, and the sage reluctantly agreed.

Why didn't he even ask, and left.

What should I do next, do I have to go back and tell the master that Xibohou didn't take a fancy to him.

Chu Feng, who had walked more than a dozen steps, suddenly turned around.

Jiang Ziya's heart was relieved, fortunately, he came to his senses, as long as you speak politely, Poor Dao will go back with you, help you govern the country, and help you overthrow the tyrannical Shang Tang.

With Nezha's support, Chu Feng came to the front and found that there were fish in Jiang Ziya's fish basket, and asked politely, "Sage, how do you sell the fish in your basket?" ”

Jiang Ziya's heart was cold again, since you know that the poor road is a sage, you shouldn't ask about the way to govern the country, you ask what the fish in the basket is for, you are really the Xibo Hou Jichang admired by thousands of people.

Fish, it's so delicious!

"Fish, don't sell!"

Jiang Ziya spit out three words depressedly.

Chu Feng stared at the fish in the basket for a long time, and then said with a leisurely expression: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, and visiting the world with Taoism, its ghosts are not gods." It is not a ghost or a god, and its god does not hurt people. If it is not a god, it does not hurt people, and a saint does not hurt people. The husband and the husband do not hurt each other, so the virtue is returned"

Jiang Ziya looked shocked and replied: "If you are troubled to cook fish, it will be broken, if you are troubled by governing the people, you will be scattered, and if you know how to cook fish, you will know how to govern the people."

Nezha, who has never read a book, looks confused, what are you two talking about?

Chu Feng laughed.

"Then ask the sage to make a fish soup and show it to Ben Hou."

Jiang Ziya's expression froze.

"Poor Dao is not good at cooking"

"Do it first and see"

Chu Feng was speechless, and he was a person with good kung fu.

……

Not far from Weishui, in front of a thatched house with two rooms next to each other, Jiang Ziya was busy setting up shelves and cooking. It got dirty things on my clothes and on my face.

Nezha, who didn't say much along the way, whispered to Chu Feng: "What did this person just say that cooking fish is annoying, it will be broken, and if you know how to cook fish, you will know how to govern the people, and if you know how to cook fish, you will not be a liar." ”

Jiang Ziya's lips moved, and he didn't say anything.

Half an hour later, after eating and drinking, Chu Feng stood up and arched his hand.

Jiang Ziya's heart was shocked, Xi Bohou was finally about to speak, saying that he had been on the mountain for more than 40 years, and he planned to cultivate and become an immortal, but he didn't expect to return to the world, in fact, being the prime minister of the world, with a high position, is also very good.

"Thank you Daoist Jiang for your hospitality, Benhou still has a lot of political affairs to deal with, so I'll go back."

Chu Feng looked grateful.

"Thank you Jiang Daochang for your hospitality"

Nezha learned from Chu Feng and arched his hand.

How could this be, still didn't fancy himself, Jiang Ziya's heart became cold for the third time.

"Farewell"

"Farewell"

Chu Feng and Nezha left the fence yard under Jiang Ziya's almost resentful gaze.

For a long time, Jiang Ziya in the courtyard looked at the sky with a look of despair.

"Master, the apprentice is incompetent."

……

Thirty-five miles away, in a forest, Chu Feng and Nezha were one big and one small, staring blankly at Shen Gongbao and Xibohou and his party in the distance.