"Bang!"

The birds suddenly swooped down and rushed towards me.

Before I could react, the birds had already pulled me off the ground.

Seeing that my feet were off the ground, I struggled to the ground.

But a mortal is simply vulnerable in the face of the power of ghosts and gods.

The strange bird flew out of the door with me, and it flew higher and higher, and it looked like it was going to kill me!

I resisted the wind and tore my short sleeves open.

Fortunately, I carried a lighter in my pocket and burned it with fire, and the wind in the air was relatively strong.

The short sleeves in my hand immediately became a blazing fireball.

I threw it to the sides, and the birds were immediately set on fire.

The feeling of weightlessness hit me and I only felt a fall in my body, followed by endless pain.

Fortunately, there was a forest under me, and the branches of the trees shared a lot of the pressure for me.

Falling to the ground, I just felt like my internal organs were out of place.

I lay on the mud floor with my eyes staring blankly at the sky.

Damn, the peace affair is completely ruined.

When I got back on my feet, I realized that the young man was long gone.

"Buzzing ......"

At this time, the sound of vibration sounded from my pocket, and I took out my mobile phone to see that it was Chen Jiayan.

Her cheerful voice came over the phone: "I'll be back tomorrow."

As soon as I heard this, I immediately sat up, "Don't come back yet."

These words made Chen Jiayan immediately suspicious, and he asked vigorously.

And I've thought about it a long time ago, and I can't let her know about it.

Although Chen Jiayan is introverted, if she knew that someone from Lubanmen would find her, she would definitely not retreat.

I have already learned Lu Banmen's methods, and it is impossible for me to involve her.

It took me a lot of time to fool Chen Jiayan over.

However, this kind of thing is destined to not be hidden for too long.

I have to settle this matter completely before Chen Jiayan comes back.

The next morning, I ignored Liu Shan's camera-like gaze and went straight to Anyang Bridge.

Uncle Ya sat in the center of the hall, and the table in front of him was covered with dark green flannel.

A waking wood and a fan are all his belongings.

It's just that he didn't open a book today.

When I got to the door, I bowed first and strode in.

Uncle Ya's waist straightened, and he held his glasses with one hand.

"Yesterday didn't go well, did you?"

"You know that?"

Uncle Ya smiled indifferently: "I don't know what happened last night."

"But you look hurried, your steps are vain, and you know the results of yesterday at a glance."

Really.

He has been playing on the ground for more than 50 years, and he has long developed a good ability to see people's acquaintances.

Don't try to hide anything from such people.

So, I spread it out.

After Uncle Ya listened, his face was no longer calm.

An indescribable expression gradually appeared on his face.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "You broke the law of Lubanmen before, this is a beam."

"It was a humiliation to entertain him with half a bowl of tea last night!"

This is just adding fuel to the fire for me.

I can't wait to kill Liu Shan, this bastard!

I still didn't give up: "Uncle Ya, I really don't want to make enemies."

"Wow"

Uncle Ya shook off the fan and asked, "When Wang Ju wanted to get rid of you, I saved you, do you know why?"

I don't know what he said about it.

"Uncle Ya made it clear."

He waved his fan: "I'm a storyteller, and the most important thing is to be sharp."

"At the beginning of the Ivy Spring Meeting, so many people pressed over, and you relied on a clever mouth to save the lives of the two of you."

"Your mouth is a piece of storytelling."

I seem to know what Uncle Ya means.

At this time, Uncle Ya gently plucked his eyes, revealing a pair of white eyes.

I didn't expect him to be really blind.

"Click"

Uncle Ya gently put down his sunglasses: "It's better for you to inherit my mantle."

Really.

I guessed it!

I immediately clenched my fists and leaned over to bow first: "Thank you Uncle Ya for looking up to it, but ......."

"Once I have a teacher, I must not turn my back on my teacher; Second, I am not here, and I am afraid of humiliating the mantle."

Uncle Ya sighed heavily: "In the past, the two countries were at war, and the emphasis was on being famous."

"If you were my disciple, I would stand up for you, and it would be reasonable for me to say it."

With that, he put his glasses back on, "But if I stand out for someone who doesn't want to do it, it seems that my old teeth are a little redundant."

With that said, I understand everything.

Uncle Ya should have a way to help me with my affairs.

But the question is, if you want me to be a storyteller, that sounds too, right?