Jiang Xiaoliu went, and at the top of the canyon, only the two masters and apprentices of Pingjiang Lane remained.

The old man took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes at Qi Xuance, and suddenly said, "Speak, don't be aggrieved like a little girl." ”

Qi Xuance smiled bitterly, "Master, what are you singing about?" I know there must be a deep meaning here, so you might as well say it directly." ”

The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at the sea of trees and mountains under the cliff, and his wrinkled old face suddenly smiled.

"You need some helpers, you need to serve you tea and water, you need subordinates who are waving flags and shouting, and you need some diehards who will die for you. ”

Qi Xuance listened to it and his mouth widened.

These words are really cold and cruel without the slightest disguise, if Jiang Xiaoliu is here, I am afraid that he will have to betray Pingjiang Lane as soon as possible.

"Old man, what do you say...... It's really a teaching to face the bleakness of life......"

Qi Xuance really didn't know what to say, whether he was moved or terrible, he didn't know it himself.

The old man dusted off his sleeves and mocked with a confused face, "Good man, your people, how much do you care about it, like Jiang Xiaoliu, if you like it, you will be treated as an apprentice, and if you don't like it, you will be treated as cannon fodder." ”

When the old man said this, his dim old eyes were full of light, "You can care about anyone you want to care about, but here in Lao Tzu, you are the only one." ”

Qi Xuance was stunned, slowly turned his head aside, and was silent for a while before scolding: "The mountain wind of this dog day, my eyes are sour......

The old man's words,

It is probably the most direct embodiment of the solid backing - whether you are friends or enemies with the whole world, I am the strongest fortress behind you.

The mountain breeze does not sour people's eyes, but it can blow away the sorrow, and the master and apprentice no longer say much, but sit and drink together, just like many years in Pingjiang Lane.

Many times, that's it, and 10,000 sentences are sprinkled with no more than one sentence is useful.

After about half an hour, Jiang Xiaoliu rolled back like a ball of meteor meat, and this time, he resisted a crocodile more than a meter long on his shoulder.

"Master, I went around the mountain and found a waterhole, and I was tired of eating fish, so I changed my taste today. ”

The old man smiled kindly, "Okay, okay, it's ready to cook, bake and eat." ”

Jiang Xiaoliu answered, threw the crocodile into the sky, and with a flick of his fingers, several invisible chains suddenly shot into the air, one through the crocodile skin, cutting off the crocodile's head, and the other cutting off the crocodile tail, and then the limbs.

When the crocodile fell, only a torso remained, Jiang Xiaoliu took a wrist, and the blue light knife that Qi Xuance had used appeared in his hand, brushing and waving, peeling, disemboweling, and bleeding.

It doesn't take more than ten seconds.

Originally, a vicious crocodile became a good meat for Bai Huahua, and the process was clean and neat, which shows Jiang Xiaoliu's rapid progress this month.

The crocodile meat was cut into strips, the wire was threaded, and a fire was set up, and in a short time, the smell of meat wafted out.

The old man rubbed his hands, grabbed one, and tore it into his mouth impatiently, chewing and squeaking.

Qi Xuance looked at this scene, and his expression suddenly became in a trance.

In the past, on the second floor of the Hell Tower, he had met the old man's youthful appearance, and he was also barbecuing meat at that time, and his behavior was so similar.

Qi Xuance was in a trance, and suddenly, a barbecue was delivered to him, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Jiang Xiaoliu laughing.

Qi Xuance silently took the barbecue, and then listened to Jiang Xiaoliu say: "Master, you are the master of our Pingjiang Lane Holy Land, then I, am I the chief disciple of Pingjiang Lane?"

"More than that. ”

Qi Xuance laughed and said, "You are not only the chief big disciple, but also the only big disciple, the top big disciple. Of course. You are the ancestor of Pingjiang Lane, and I am the chief breeder of Pingjiang Lane. ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Xiaoliu smiled exaggeratedly, and just wanted to say that there are still animals in our Pingjiang Alley, but before the words came out, he heard the old man suddenly say: "Hurry up, you are full of food and drink, and you have to find the next apprentice." ”

Qi Xuance and Jiang Xiaoliu were both stunned when they heard this.

Jiang Xiaoliu was worried that his position as the chief disciple was not guaranteed, but Qi Xuance was silent, it seemed that the old man was playing really, and he really wanted to find a group of "substitute ghosts" for himself.

The question is, is this really good?

But Qi Xuance didn't want to hurt the old man's heart by saying this, or rather, the old man must have a deep meaning in doing this, maybe he was indecisive......

Since this is the case, Qi Xuance didn't think about anything else, anyway, there was no set date for the trip to the Immortal City, so he simply beckoned Jiang Xiaoliu to eat quickly.

After a storm, the three of them ate a round belly, packed their luggage, and were still carried by Jiang Xiaoliu, and the three of them set off again.

As before, along the way, the old man and Jiang Xiaoliu were completely selfless professors to study, Qi Xuance occasionally listened to two sentences, and found that many things he had never learned.

At this time, Qi Xuance was finally convinced that the old man was telling the truth, and he really didn't teach himself well about the power of the talisman in Pingjiang Lane.

"I don't know what that so-called 'better, higher-level, and broader' skill is, otherwise, if the master can't beat the apprentice, this person will be lost to grandma's house......" Qi Xuance muttered helplessly.

Over the mountains and mountains, crossing the water and crossing the river, several days and nights in a row, not far from the mountains, the three of them finally rushed to a remote and backward small county town.

The county is called Zhaofeng, still in the mountain radiation area, so the development lags behind, the whole is dilapidated, the tallest building is a bank building built in the nineties, said to be a building, but only seven floors, the rest of the urban area is mostly two or three storey buildings, and a large number of low-rise bungalow residential areas.

The three generations of Pingjiang Lane are local tyrants with 2.4 million cash, but they did not live in any hotel, but under the leadership of the old man, they walked around in the alleys of the residential area in front of an old courtyard.

This yard is really called a broken, the wall of the blue brick courtyard is full of potholes and grass, a gatehouse in the middle, lack of eaves and short frames, if it is not supported by two broken woods, it is not strange that it collapsed in the next second.

What's even more strange is that they are all shabby, and there are crooked couplets hanging around the two broken wooden doors.

Shanglian: Entering this door will cost me my life.

Downlink: A hundred years of loneliness in the hometown.

A wooden board is tied to the wire on the top, and there is a horizontal batch on it: happy.

Not to mention whether the couplets are neat and tidy, just this font, Jiang Xiaoliu laughed, and said: "What's the matter, I caught a few tadpoles and threw them up, they are all better than this word." ”

Qi Xuance was deeply convinced of his apprentice's words, and he also wanted to say that he couldn't pee such ugly words when he urinated.

The old man smiled, "Disciple grandson, go knock on the door, and you will say that you are here to ask for words." ”

Jiang Xiaoliu was stunned, "Master...... You say you want words?"

The old man nodded.

"The owner of this place is a calligrapher. ”