Chapter 185: Who Hasn't Ordered a Story Yet?

Master Shan chattered for a day, anyway, no matter what, he insisted on forming a group with Boss Lin to brush up on a low-level copy like Qinshan Martial School. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Lin Chou fed the night sparrows, added some fertilizer to the fence and the homestead tree, and even finished lunch for the rolling adults, but the mountain master still didn't leave.

muttered in his mouth, "I scolded the cook when I was full, beat the monk after reciting the scriptures, was ungrateful, and had bad morals..."

Lin Chou couldn't cry or laugh, "Hey, hey, be careful when you speak, Lao Tzu started a fire, and even I was afraid!" ā€

The mountain master stomped his big feet, the ground shook the mountain, and he raised his orchid fingers delicately, "You are ruthless, you are ruthless, you are unreasonable!" ā€

The lethality of this sentence is so huge, it seems that a successful sword cultivator takes people's chastity... The head is thousands of miles away.

Lin Chou spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "You..."

The mountain master continued to mutter.

"When you are full, you scold the cook, beat the monk after reciting the scriptures, you are ungrateful, and your morals are corrupt..."

", you can go, why do you have to go with me?"

Master Shan smiled and said mysteriously, "Brother Lin, you don't know this, that is the Qinshan Martial Arts School, the cradle of evolutionaries, the most respected college in Mingguang, there is no one... Well, the most important thing is that 80% of the children of the entire Mingguang high-level cadres and the proud daughters of the sky are studying at the Qinshan Martial Arts School, you say that an evolutionary person like Shan Ye and me who has a fluttering demeanor and strength is so handsome that it is scum, hehehe... Super cute elementary school girls, let your mountain grandpa come to give you love! ā€

ā€œ...ā€

Bai Qiongshou walked in, "Well, worry, don't listen to this nonsense, when this thing was a child, he took the Qinshan Martial Arts School eleven times, but he didn't get in, and then he became an evolutionary, and he made trouble more than ten times and eight times at the Qinshan Martial Arts School, and now his name is still in the top ten of the blacklist of the Qinshan Martial Arts School, which one dares to send an invitation to the guy who demolishes the school for professional further education?" This thing is not well-intentioned, and it is grudgeful! ā€

The mountain master glared, "You know a fart, wealth does not return to the hometown, just like a brocade night walk, Lao Tzu just wants to let them see, they refused to accept the little deflated three back then, and now, Lao Tzu is an existence that they can't climb!" ā€

"Snort," Bai Qiongshou squeezed out a voice from the corner of his mouth, "Yes, yes, you can't climb high, your old man is the best, is it successful?" I remember that there was a vice principal of Qinshan Martial Arts School or something, and the mountain master blocked people for three months with the wall! To catch it is to punch and kick... By the way, the vice principal is still an ordinary person who has no power to restrain chickens. ā€

Shan Ye said with a smile, "Lao Tzu is not happy to see him, okay?" ā€

"Okay, okay, who cares about you... Speaking of the black snake, did you get it? ā€

"Oh, I got it, the boy chicken went back to the base city to inquire about the next home..."

The mountain master's attention was not on Bai Qiongshou, and some memories came to his heart.

There are 1,600 alleys in the city under the bright light, and the dogs are uneven and intricate.

This is a place where the mountain master will not stay in his dreams, and he paid too much in order to get out of here back then.

Shan Ye's mother, who had a flying dragon brocade feather robe that was regarded as life, was exchanged for his three-year study career in Qinshan, and he struggled to swim across the river and whispered in exchange for a roll of cover and rolled back into the alley in a hurry.

Nothing, disheartened.

It was the height of summer, and the clothes were already soaked with sweat from the inside out, and the cold hot wind carried away the sweat from the body like a scraper, and more moisture came out from under the skin.

Shan Ye was not surprised, after all, he had been used to the weather in Mingguang for nearly twenty years.

The sea breeze is scorching, but the ice blades and snow swords of the human heart can make him calm down quickly, calm down like falling into an ice cave.

Shan Ye's house has long been empty, and the stone house that has been uninhabited for three years can still stand firmly in the easternmost part of the alley, thanks to the bright light and little rain and dry weather.

There are about three or four hundred households in the alley.

"Oh, this isn't a college student! How did you get back into this little alley? Yo, and with a cover roll? Hehe, can't get along outside? ā€

A voice came from behind, holding back its voice with a thick mockery and coldness.

The mountain master grinned and didn't speak.

The man with a black and red face and a deep muscular texture in his arms was carrying a large bundle of dry firewood on his back, snorting past him and giving the back of the head to the mountain master.

Heh, it's still this terrible attitude.

Shan Ye was not welcomed in this place where he was born and raised, and was even ostracized.

He, the most restless crow, flew out of the alley, fueled by his mother's flesh and blood.

How many big sons can people in the lower city earn? In the second year of Shan Ye's stay in Qinshan, his mother finally boiled up his hard work, and the oil ran out, but he didn't have time to take a look.

If there is a least popular leaderboard in the alley, the mountain lord will be elected to the top spot by unanimous vote.

Even his mother can abandon him, what else can't he lose?

The mountain master changed the huts in the alley to a few circulation points, bought a steel knife with a cutting blade, and went out of the city.

Qin Shan refuses to accept me, and Lao Tzu himself can also make a name for himself in the wilderness.

Isn't it a strange beast, isn't it a living corpse, Lao Tzu is not afraid!

Not afraid, does not mean that there will be gains.

A little-known spotted civet, a zero-order low-level beast, perhaps because of hunger, pulled out the belly of the mountain master, and he also took the opportunity to break the artery.

One person and one raccoon dog fell on the wilderness, and the mountain lord thought quietly, just like this, it was very glorious, very good.

As his eyes began to blur, a shadow blocked the gray-yellow sky.

"Boss, there's a guy here... Ordinary people, dying. ā€

"Hey, this kid is by nature, Piebald Raccoon... Ordinary people also have the courage to do this? ā€

"Do you want to save him?"

Shan Ye's dry voice was so low that it was inaudible, "You... Be... Who..."

The man heard, "Lao Tzu, Panshan team, Huo Panshan!" ā€

Since then, there has been one less spotted civet in the wilderness mountain and one more yellow mountain.

"Hey, Master Shan, what's the matter?" Bai Qiongshou shook his palm, "Brother Lin called you!" ā€

"Uh..."The mountain master took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, what do you tell me to do, hehe." ā€

I laughed twice, and that smile actually looked a little kind... Auspicious.

Bai Qiongshou and Lin Chou shuddered, and Lin Chou asked cautiously, "Master Shan, are you okay?" ā€

"What can Lao Tzu do, Lao Tzu is fine!"

That's right! Bai Qiongshou rolled his eyes, once an unserious person gets serious, it is so terrifying?

Lin Chou said, "That black snake, it is said to be very delicious, Lord Shan, you see..."

The mountain master grinned, "No problem, I caught a lot, I'll bring you a few back, well... Qinshan Martial Arts School's invitation card, each one should be able to bring one person in, right? ā€

ā€œ...ā€

Are you still thinking about my invitation? Thinking of Bai Qiongtou's strange expression when he talked about the glorious history of the mountain lord...

However, even if the mountain master dismantles Qin Shan, it has nothing to do with Ben Shuai!

"It's a deal."

Lin Chou thought for a while, "There are still some materials to prepare, Master Shan, you go..."

The mountain master gave a package ticket very face-saving, and signaled Lin Chou not to worry, before tomorrow, he guaranteed that everything would be done.