Now that the problem has been basically explained, only the last troublesome ghost remains.

The dustless old man also looked like he had a headache, but it was probably not caused by Leo, and the big stupid dog had already been taken back into Au's mind after untying the knot on his tail. What really makes him feel uncomfortable is the language barrier. The old man called Qingguo to his side, and at the same time he slowed down his speech as much as possible. "Do you think I'm a youkai?" was the first question he asked, sounding a little off-the-beaten.

Owu stared and shook his head, but the disgust on his face was unusually palpable.

The old man asked, "Is there anything on my body that makes you uncomfortable?" I have not bathed for three weeks, and that is all due to the hurry. ”

Owu shook his head again. To be honest, the smell on his own body was obviously stronger.

"Then why are you looking at me so angrily, I definitely don't owe you money. The dustless old man laughed.

Owu pursed his lips: "Is that important?

Qingguo glared at him dissatisfied, but still translated the sentence as it was.

"Oh, I see. The old man smiled and stroked his gray beard, "You hate me, but you certainly don't hate your brother from the East." He's said to be your best friend, and you're willing to help him achieve his goals, right?"

Ou Wu snorted, agreeing with the old man's statement.

"I can see that you are a warm-hearted person, you care about Qi Lang very much, and you are even willing to give everything for him, am I right?"

"Yes. Ou Wu straightened his back, and his round face even showed a sense of sacredness, "Qi Lang is Ou's best friend, and the descendants of Gondwana cherish friendship, and for the sake of friendship, Ou can give up his life." ”

The dustless old man's face showed respect. "Good lad!" he said, patting Owu on the shoulder, "I only need you to remember that your good friend has a heavy burden these days, and he needs the support of you and all his other brothers, and the support you can give him, in addition to your sword of victory, is obedience." Obey his arrangement, and although it may be difficult to accept at times, you must accept it, because he is the leader of a team in addition to being your friend. ”

Owu frowned and pondered for a moment, as if it would take his incomprehensible mind a long time to digest this simple statement. But in the end, he nodded his head in agreement.

The dustless old man smiled with satisfaction: "Qi Lang is right, you will eventually become that victor, and you will definitely discover the true meaning of victory in the end." ”

Ouwu's expression didn't look so disgusted, as if he had just overcome a very serious knot, and his eyes when he looked at the dustless old man were also a lot more cordial. At this moment, Qi Lang seemed to remember that Ou Wu had inadvertently mentioned his grandfather that day, and then he was very entangled and crazy for a while. Thinking of his bad attitude towards the dustless old man, does that mean that he first equated the white-bearded old man with his grandfather?

Either way, the Dustless Old Man's troubles were solved, O'U's thick fist wasn't aimed at his nose, and Leo didn't run out to continue attacking his robes. However, he still sighed with regret: "The biggest difficulty in the world is probably communication." The language troubles, in particular, are really nerve-wracking for us old guys. He turned back to Qi Lang and said, "You little ones should be more considerate of the old people, why don't you force them to learn Middle-earth while they are young?" I still have a belly of things to tell your little brothers, but I can't always trouble this lovely little girl." ”

Hearing this suggestion, Qi Lang also scratched his head a little: "Do you think they look like studious guys?"

Qingguo took over the conversation with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Wuchen." Qingguo has no power to restrain the chicken, but there is still patience to teach people, and I believe that when I meet you again, those barbarians will speak fluent Middle-earth. ”

The old man smiled and patted Qingguo's shoulder: "So, you still want to stay in the middle of this group of silly boys, it is extremely hard, and your current situation is probably a little troublesome." ”

Qingguo nodded firmly: "As long as Brother Qi doesn't drive me away, I will follow them." They rescued me, and also sheltered such an unclean woman as me, although Qingguo doesn't have any great skills, I have to contribute to them anyway, even if it's trivial laundry and cooking, I feel better in my heart. ”

The dustless old man sighed leisurely and said, "Good girl, it's only bitter for the little person in your belly." ”

At this time, Jira came up with a grin: "You don't have to worry about this, we will take care of that little one, and Owu has already recognized that godson." I communicated with him privately and heard him say that if the little guy was a boy, he would put Gila in the little guy's name. ”

Qingguo snorted slightly when he heard this: "He hasn't discussed it with me again......"

Jira stuck out her tongue in surprise: "I thought you had discussed it." Oh my god, this self-asserted guy. In the past few days, those young men have signed up, and they all know that the full name of the Gondwana is very long, and the names of all the people in the legion can be included, and now there are more than fifty people who have obtained the permission of Owu. Don't make us rejoice. ”

When Qingguo heard this, his face turned slightly red, and he turned his head and ran away without saying a word, and at the instigation of Jira, Ou Wu hurriedly followed in a daze. Looks like he needs to explain it to the girl.

At this moment, Qi Lang sat down alone with the dustless old man, he still had a lot of questions to ask, especially the Dongyi Ranger team that came and went like the wind, in Qi Lang's opinion, such a powerful war group was the future development direction of the Hope Legion. However, when Qi Lang excitedly inquired about the situation of the rangers, there seemed to be a trace of worry in the eyes of the dustless old man.

"They are indeed a group of warriors who are used to fighting, but the conditions they put forward are too harsh. The dustless old man sighed.

"What conditions, is it to give them Wanlan City?" Qi Lang asked curiously.

The old man shook his head: "This matter has dragged on for so long because the two sides have been repeatedly tugging at key issues. The conditions of the leader of Naji seem simple, but he just wants me to accept his youngest son as a closed disciple, and in addition, he wants the Mingyu Kingdom to pay tribute and be a vassal......"

"Nagong is a vassal?" Gila snorted contemptuously, "they are just a tribe, why do they still claim to be a kingdom now?

The old man nodded to Jira with satisfaction: "Yes, we are worried about this - the front door drives the tiger, and the back door enters the wolf. I think that their Dongyi tribe has lived in the snow field for a long time, and finally they can't bear the loneliness, and after their combat power becomes stronger and stronger, their ambitions have also become inflated. Now that they have some influence in the small countries of the Northeast, they see that the momentum is actively developing southward. I'm really worried that they're going to turn into another Otto Empire. ”

Qi Lang also became nervous: "Then the princess's side...... No, what is King Mihuan's plan?"

Wuchen heard the reason why Qi Lang was really nervous, and smiled softly, but his tone returned to indifference: "The situation is like this, I have to accept it." However, the youngest son of Leader Ji is not bad in nature, and he is a rare martial arts wonder in the world, if he can be trained by my side and tamed the wild, it will be a good thing. For example, this crusade to break the siege relied on the little guy and his personal barracks, so things went so smoothly. ”

"Oh, it turns out that that powerful guy is the little prince of the Dongyi tribe......" Jira, who suddenly realized, swallowed it back again, and glanced at Qi Lang unconsciously out of the corner of his eye. But at this moment, Qi Lang was still seriously recalling the heroic performance of the rangers in battle, and he didn't notice the meaning of Jira's words at all.

The dustless old man obviously didn't want to make any extraneous branches, he just pressed Qi Lang's shoulder heavily, as if reminding him of the burden on his shoulders, and said earnestly: "If you go east from this Yuanping Town, you will step into the land of the Zonghao Kingdom. The situation there is even more chaotic, and even if my old man had the heart to help, I am afraid that he would not be able to stretch his arms that far. Seeing that your little guy is becoming more and more mature today, I already have some confidence in my heart, and I only hope that you can maintain the authenticity in your heart and grow up as soon as possible in the battle, so as not to live up to the trust of the two countries. ”

Qi Lang heard the meaning of farewell, and for a while a reluctant emotion rose in his heart: "Mr. Wuchen, the matter of the closed disciple ......"

The old man laughed, "How can you kid be entangled in this matter. Even if I am a true disciple, I have never nagged with them for so long, so why bother to care about that dispensable status? Don't you forget, you are the person I mentioned, and that person should be a disciple of the gods, how can I bear such a responsibility?"

Jira asked puzzledly, "Why are you Orientals so strange, is there any difference between a disciple and a student?" and Mr. Wuchen has taught us for such a long time today, I have long regarded you as our teacher. I really don't understand, is this so-called closed disciple so important?"

Hearing Jila's question, Qi Lang suddenly became relieved: "Yes, it makes no difference. We're already your students, Mr. Dustless. ”