Chapter 8: The Innocent Bloodline
Under the light of the afterglow of the setting sun, pedestrians greeted him, carrying a pot of wine in his hand, and after seeing Ouyang Feng, a smile finally appeared on his face, but it could be seen that he was very tired.
He was born handsome, with a carved face with sharp features, angular. It looks a little debauched, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it.
With long black and dense hair, a pair of sword eyebrows, and a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, he is full of affection, as if people will fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and the moderately thick red lips have a dizzying smile at this time.
The man dismounted, took out a handiletter from his arms and handed it to Ouyang Feng.
The latter took the letter, did not open it and put it in his pocket, laughed and grabbed the comer, and led him into the house.
"Brother Yao, I haven't seen you for a long time, this year, I also prepared a strange thing, which is definitely something you haven't seen before."
The two sat down, Huang Yaoshi threw it gently, and the wine jug in his hand slowly floated to the mud platform, and then laughed softly.
"It just so happened that I also brought a strange thing, not long ago, I met a man who gave me this jar of wine, and she said that it is called 'drunk life and dream death', and after drinking it, you can make you forget anything you have done before. I wonder why there is such a wine. She said that the biggest trouble of people is that their memory is too good, and if they can forget everything, every day will be a new beginning, so how happy do you say it is. This jar was intended to be given to you, and it looks like we're going to share it. β
Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, looked at Huang Yaoshi, did not speak again, but beckoned to Mo Ming, who was sitting indoors, "Ah Ming, you bring the things over and show them to my friends." β
He had always had a hard time accepting things that were too weird, so he avoided them and avoided the medicine man's request.
After a while, Mo Ming brought a set of toiletries, and the pharmacist showed a hint of surprise, picked it up and looked at it carefully, tinkering with it from time to time, but he didn't think about it, pointed to the toothbrush and looked at Ouyang Feng and asked suspiciously.
"What is this, could it be that the horse can't be brushed? But why is it so small, Brother Ouyang, don't play dumb riddles, tell me. β
Ouyang Feng laughed and looked at Mo Ming: "Ah Ming, come and tell Brother Yao, what is this for." β
Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi looked at Mo Ming in surprise, "You made this thing?" β
The latter clenched his fists and said respectfully, "This is a thing in the younger generation's home, and it is used to replace finger washing and cleaning, and the effect will be many times better." β
Huang Yaoshi nodded, his face did not change, and he said slightly: "Yes, I accepted it." β
"Haha, when did Brother Yao become so stingy, don't look at my little brother's down-to-earth family, but he just entered the rivers and lakes yesterday, maybe he doesn't even know a little kung fu, why don't Brother Yao have the honor to teach him a few tricks?"
Ouyang Feng helped on the side, today, firstly, firstly, he was happy to see his friends again, and secondly, he also wanted to see by the way what kind of realm the pharmacist's martial arts had reached, and whether he had broken through that hurdle.
Mo Ming was also overjoyed when he heard it, Huang Yaoshi was respected as one of the five masters in the world, if he could pass on one or two tricks to himself, it would be excellent.
But then he frowned, he had never learned anything about this in his previous life, he didn't know anything about the acupoints of the human body, and he didn't know anything about the eight veins of the strange scriptures.
As soon as Ouyang Feng's words fell, Huang Yaoshi didn't say anything. But I could see that the corners of his mouth twitched faintly, and he looked at Mo Ming, and said without joy or sorrow, "I'm just afraid that others won't want to learn my third-rate kung fu." β
Mo Ming met the pair of eyes, did not move, did not speak, only felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, his breathing was increasing, and the blood was running faster.
"Haha, if Brother Yao's kung fu is third-rate martial arts, then I'm afraid there is no first-class in the world, boy, Brother Yao is an immortal genius in the century-old faction, you have to study hard."
Ouyang Feng raised his eyebrows at Mo Ming and smiled, and stretched out his hand to hug the pharmacist.
Mo Ming bowed and leaned forward slightly.
"The two elder brothers, it's not that the younger brother is unwilling, it's just that the younger brother has not been allowed to learn martial arts since he was a child, so that now I don't know anything about martial arts, I'm afraid that I want to live up to my brother's kindness."
He spoke very slowly, and seemed a little embarrassed, as if he was afraid of being disliked, and seemed to be extremely distressed to miss this opportunity.
Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng glanced at each other in surprise, and they couldn't believe it.
There are such characters in this world, it is really unheard of, since the prosperity of martial arts, all the people in the world are proud of practicing martial arts, regardless of the class and breed, as long as there is a complete secret book, everyone grabs and fights, and flocks to it.
"Didn't you kid awaken his spatial talent, how could he not understand this, could it be that he ate some rare treasures?"
Ouyang Feng's cold eyes looked at Mo Ming suspiciously, as if he wanted to get some news out of his mouth, but when he turned his head and thought about it, he saw that the material structure of the gold that day, if it wasn't for the great family, there would be no such thing.
I think that the treasure of spatial awakening must have been given by the elders of his family, but how deep is this to give the spatial awakening to the younger generation.
Ouyang Feng only felt that his heart was cramping, and his three views seemed to have been washed again, and he was jealous.
Huang Yaoshi, who was sitting on the other side, heard this, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he lowered his head and pursed his chin, looking thoughtful.
As if he had figured it out, he raised his head again in a moment, and his fiery and deep eyes stared at Mo Ming without blinking.
"Come, stretch out your hand, and I'll take your pulse."
Mo Ming hesitated and didn't stretch out his hand, a little worried that his true situation would be exposed.
"You kid, I'm still worried that Brother Yao won't hurt you, Brother Yao's spatial talent doesn't know how many times that of you."
Ouyang Feng thought that Mo Ming was worried that his secret would be discovered, so he had bad intentions and said jokingly.
Mo Ming looked at Huang Yaoshi in surprise, he couldn't believe that this world even had spatial abilities mastered by people.
I saw the latter nod slightly, and with a wave of his small hand, a white light enveloped the birdcage that was originally hanging aside, and suddenly transferred to the wooden table.
"Trust me now."
Huang Yaoshi's thin lips raised an unfathomable smile and put it on Mo Ming's wrist.
A crystal white light emanated from his hand, which slowly entered Mo Ming's artery along his arm, causing the latter to panic.
"Don't panic, take a deep breath to relax, and feel the energy of the blood in your body."
Seeing that Huang Yaoshi didn't seem to have the intention to harm him, as he was appeased, Mo Ming calmed down, only to feel that the blood in his body was tumbling and flowing, and his whole body was emitting heat, and his cells seemed to be awakened.
"Not bad, good, no dirt blood, and the quality is quite good, you can enter my division."
Huang Yaoshi nodded with satisfaction, a hint of joy in his eyes.
Ouyang Feng was shocked in his heart, he knew how harsh his friends were in accepting disciples, they didn't accept their innocent blood, they didn't accept their ugly appearances, they didn't accept those who were over thirty, and they didn't accept those who were dull and sluggish.
This kid's luck is really good, Ouyang Feng is a little jealous, you must know that he has begged for a long time, but the pharmacist has not agreed.
Of course, this is also related to his extreme bloodline.
For a moment, Mo Ming only felt that his whole body was light, and he had never relaxed before, and when he opened his eyes again, Huang Yaoshi had already removed his hand, and was about to look at him with a pair of hot eyes, as if he was looking at some rare treasure.
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