Chapter 484: I'm a Punching Bag?

"No way, I can draw the purple gold talisman now, even if I can't see it. I could also feel the mystical mana aura on her body. Now there is only one possibility, her mana is gone! ”

However, the old man who spoke before stared at the master deeply, shook his head gently, and the indescribable melancholy on his cheeks, as if disappointed, as if helpless, as if angry, all kinds of looks appeared one after another, and finally returned to calm.

"How is that possible? Not only Senior Brother Zhang admires her, but even the three teachers and uncles of the Song family are also very praised? ”

"That's right! This person said that he had no power, so he had no power! In this way, one more Purple Fu Heavenly Master is also a drop in the bucket for us! ”

"Senior brother, if you lose face, you will lose face, or let's send a Maoshan post, please teach the Heavenly Master, and let's shoot together! At least it won't be destroyed! ”

"That's right! Senior brother, if you drag it out any longer, it's too late! ”

In the blink of an eye, the two white-bearded veterans behind Lao Dao also started talking one after another. However, they may have been worried that the sound would be too loud for me and the master to hear, so they deliberately lowered the volume.

Lao Dao was silent for a moment, sighed, and said with a smile: "Let's go!" After all, people turned out to be guests, so let's not slack off! After speaking, Lao Dao waved his hand to Chen Zhongyu at the back and said, "Zhongyu, take us over!" ”

Chen Zhongyu's face was also extremely ugly, he lowered his head and nodded, and silently walked out of the inner hall with the three old paths, coming in the direction where we were.

However, I didn't know that the details of the master had been exposed, and when I saw Chen Zhongyu coming, there were still three veterans by his side. These three old Taoists have two things in common, one is that they are all coiled with Taoist and holding dust, just like a real Taoist priest. The second is that he is at least seventy or eighty years old, but his complexion is ruddy, his face is childish, and he is wearing a pair of Taoist robes, giving people a sense of ethereal, like an immortal descending to the earth.

It's just that these three immortals, with a sad look on their brows, have not dispersed, which really destroys some of the meaning.

Then Chen Zhongyu was very strange, and his tone was very blunt to introduce the three old ways. The one at the head, with a hosta inserted in the coiled Daoji, is named Zhang Ling, the contemporary head of Maoshan. The other two, one with a stone hairpin and the other with a wooden hairpin, are called Wang Lingfeng and Qi Yu respectively.

I glanced at Chen Zhongyu strangely, I really don't know what kind of nerves this thing has, it is completely the same as when I took myself into the mountain, it was two people. However, the elders of Maoshan once again didn't seem to be easy to ask, so they took the initiative to send it to the door, put on a familiar look, and greeted the three veterans.

Gradually, I found a strange problem, and these three veterans didn't know if they had an opinion about me or what was going on. It seems that he has a very open conversation with me, and he looks very kind, but it gives me the feeling that a word is fake, very fake.

It felt as if all three of them were wearing a mask and talking to me. It made me very awkward. Even the birth of the big devil that they themselves had been anxious about seemed to be in no hurry all of a sudden. I took the initiative to deliver it myself, and they are still talking about it.

After chatting for less than ten minutes, I couldn't stand it a little, and I still felt comfortable with Old Man Zhang and the three brothers of the Song family, bragging and chatting. Unrestrained, how to say what you want, completely disregarding the comfort of much more.

Then I began to inquire about the whereabouts of Old Man Zhang and others, and this old man did not hide it, and bluntly said that they still had something. Come back to us later. Then they found an excuse and asked Chen Zhongyu to take us to the Maoshan faction's wing room to rest.

What's even more strange is that he threw us into the wing, so he made an excuse to slip away, called two Taoist boys to bring us tea and water, and took up the position of envoy, but there was no trace.

I held the little fox in my arms, smoothing the fur of the little fox with my hands, and observing the facilities in the wing. All of them are made of wood, and they are very sophisticated and look antique. Even the occasional modern electrical appliances are placed in the corners and covered with ornaments, which not only do not feel obtrusive, but look very chic.

"Master, what do you say is going on? There was a strong scolding on me before, but now it's leaving us out in the cold, what does this mean? ”

I looked at the room, and after breaking away the two little Taoist boys, I hugged the little fox and said with a little dissatisfaction.

However, the master did not find it strange, and sat lazily on the wooden chair, holding a cup of tea, and taking a sip gently. His eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "The tea is good, little brat, you can taste it too." Saying that, after a pause, I looked at her speechlessly, and said with a smile: "Little brat, don't think so much, maybe people are not willing to ask us for help, maybe it's okay!" ”

"How..."

As soon as I blurted out two words, I immediately reacted at once, staring at the master, thinking: Could it be that the identity of the master's lost mana has been discovered?

As soon as this thought popped up, I couldn't stop it. Even the pictures of Maoshan teaching just now, and Chen Zhongyu's changing attitude before and after flashed in my mind. I was more and more convinced of this idea. But because of my long-term character of never jumping to the end until the end, I still haven't come to a final conclusion.

It wasn't until dinner in the evening that Old Man Zhang and the three brothers of the Song family rushed to the wing where we were in a hurry. But he didn't question me directly, but pulled me aside, and asked loudly without saying anything, and the tone was quite unfriendly, almost saying that your master has no mana, and you ran to dry hair and other sharp words.

However, I also know that because of the matter of the big devil, the four of them are so worried that they don't want it, and they are on the fire, so it is inevitable that they will use inappropriate words. So without too much blame, let them vent.

I don't even want to talk about this vent, these four old guys, I don't know how long the anger has been accumulating. The vent came to me, and it left me for almost half an hour. The words used to form sentences are all Nima without duplication.

Just when I couldn't bear it anymore and was about to turn my face, Old Man Zhang said lightly: "Hey, Shutan, forget it, look at the kid who is so sincere as a punching bag." The old way doesn't care about your mistakes. ”

The three brothers of the Song family nodded approvingly, and patted me on the shoulder, exaggerating that I am a good punching bag in China.

Almost didn't make my nose crooked, your uncle, the labor and management eyes were sent to the door, just to be a punching bag? Damn, when you Maoshan is over, labor and management have to you!

Then the old man Zhang and the four of them were stunned, and after a big stick, they immediately sent the radish. spit out bitterness to me, either how powerful that big devil is, how miserable Maoshan is. Either they have been miserable lately, they can't eat well and can't sleep, or so on.

However, from a lot of nonsense, I still heard the main point, that is, the big devil who was suppressed, and his strength is suspected to be a real man. Why do you use suspicion, but because Maoshan has not figured out the true strength of the big devil until now, he only knows that it is very powerful.

Then there is a team of military spirits in the hands of the big devil, and they are all Japanese soldiers. It is said that the soul of the Japanese soldiers killed by the big devil was taken away by him and suppressed together.

I figured out the situation, and I was dumbfounded in an instant, Nima, what a terrifying combat power! Maoshan stall is in big trouble!

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