Taizheng shouted three times in a row, looking very resolute and imposing, but Yang Xiaoyang was opposite him.

"I hear you...... Why are you saying so loudly? Say it so many times, what are you?"

Tai Zheng froze, still looking at Yang Xiaoyang with a stubborn face.

Yang Xiaoyang sighed, glanced at Taizheng's Chinese clothes soaked in Han water, picked up his collar and ran.

Taejeong was taken aback, he didn't expect this man to be able to run so fast with two people.

Oh, only he was the one who was being carried.

He was just about to speak, but a breath of wind was poured into his mouth, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Yang Xiaoyang glanced down at him and slowed down a little.

Taizheng gasped, and the first sentence he said was: "Uncle, do you really cultivate immortals?"

Yang Xiaoyang glanced at the soft ground under his feet, and felt that he should not fall to death if he was thrown to the ground.

"Why do you want to be a hero so much?"

Taejeong lowered his head and didn't respond.

"Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Taejeong looked up abruptly and looked at him with a look of hope.

Yang Xiaoyang cleared his throat, "It's not impossible for you to apprentice, but it will take a few days." Of course, you have to agree with your parents. ”

Of course, he can't stand the apprentice now, and he has to ask the ancestor about this.

Besides, he won't enlighten his spirit......

Taizheng was first overjoyed when he heard this, and then lowered his head, "My mother died early." ”

Yang Xiaoyang couldn't help but glance down at him, and said secretly: Me too.

"Uh......h Woo......"

As soon as he finished saying that sentence in his heart, he heard a cry from behind him.

Yang Xiaoyang stopped, put Luo Li down, and asked with a bitter face, "What's wrong with you?"

"Uh......h My father, mother, grandfather, and grandmother are all dead...... Woo......"

Yang Xiaoyang looked at Luo Li, who kept wiping his tears, and he wanted to cry.

Taejeong looked at her in amazement, thinking that she was a little more miserable.

But this time, Luo Li only cried for a while and then stopped, which made Yang Xiaoyang so strange, but he didn't dare to ask more, what should he do if he cried again?

The trio hit the road again.

Taizheng, who was being lifted, asked, "Master, if I cultivate immortals, can I be called an immortal?"

Yang Xiaoyang deliberately straightened his face, "Don't call the master first, you can't call it indiscriminately." Immortals are the collective name of secular people for us, in fact, people who cultivate immortals are divided into congenital, human immortals, gods, earth immortals and heavenly immortals. ”

"Then master, what realm are you?"

Yang Xiaoyang coughed dryly, "If the aura is exhausted today, it will be extremely difficult to be promoted." As a teacher, oh no, my brother and I have the resources of heaven, but it is only congenitally perfect, and there is still one step away according to the immortals. ”

Taejeong nodded, "Oh, that's the worst one." ”

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, don't you think this kid is not hard enough?

A few people finally came to the riverside during the conversation, Yang Xiaoyang hadn't seen the river for nearly a month, and suddenly felt the feeling of the passing water.

Of course, if his predecessors had not made this poem, his emotion would naturally not have been......

"Master, you want to cross the river?" asked Taejeong with a wistful expression.

"Stupid! Uncle is going to Dushan Town!" Luo Li shouted lying on Yang Xiaoyang's back.

"You're stupid, why are you here in Dushan Town?" Taejeong retorted unconvinced.

"Hmph, it's uncle who is stupid, he doesn't know the way!"

"Oh, I see. ”

Yang Xiaoyang resisted the urge to throw these two people into the river, and asked Taizheng, "Do you know where Dushan Town is?"

"I know, Dushan Town is thirty miles east of here. There is also a miracle doctor in the town, who is said to have treated His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu. ”

"Divine doctor?" Yang Xiaoyang raised his eyebrows, and ran away with the two of them.

Could it be that it can cure congenital deficiencies?

Or can you make Xiao Tu grow up?

The more Yang Xiaoyang thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but speed up.

........................................

An Yan twenty-five years, Xia, Yuezhou.

Jia San saw the wharf outside Yuezhou City from a distance, and just wanted to sail the boat, he saw several small boats coming around him, speeding towards him.

"Something is wrong. Jia San said in a deep voice.

Jia Er was lying on the boat in a red shirt, and when he heard Jia San's words, he chuckled: "Of course it's not right, they should be water thieves, it's the first time I've seen my mother." ”

"What are they going to do?"

"What else can a water thief do, it's nothing more than to make money and kill people. ”

While the two were talking, Jia San saw several ships that surrounded him throw hooks with ropes and hooked them into his own boat.

The pirates pulled hard, and their boats were attached.

A few sturdy water thieves jumped on the boat and came to Jia San, looked at Jia Er who was lying down, and shouted with a big knife: "Call out all the money on your body, and then jump down by yourself, spare your lives!"

Jia San had a cold face and looked at the water thief without saying a word.

"Why? Don't want to? It seems that you want to see the big knife of the master!" The water thief saw Jia San's stinky face, and brandished the big knife and slashed at him.

Jia San snorted coldly, sideways to dodge, and punched the water thief in the shoulder.

A few water thieves on the side saw that Jia San still dared to make a move, and they all carried their blades and besieged it.

But Jia San is a killer in the end, not an ordinary water thief can compare, and he knocked the water thief who surrounded him to the ground in a few clicks.

As soon as Jia San knocked down the water thieves, Jia Er slowly stood up, shook out the short dagger in his sleeve, and stabbed the water thieves into the throat.

"What are you doing?" asked Kozo with a frown.

Jiaji chuckled and glanced at him, "Kill them." ”

"But the master didn't let us kill them!" said Jiasan.

Jia Er casually pushed the dead water thief off the boat, and fell into the river, splashing and rippling red.

"They're going to kill us, and you're not going to kill them, are you stupid?" Jia Er waved his hand and washed the blood on his hands with water.

"But the master didn't let ......"

Jia Er pouted, "Okay, you idiot, send me to Yuezhou and you can leave." By the way, I think it's better for you to find a weapon, you are a very upright person, I think, it is suitable for using a stick. ”

"The master didn't let me use a stick to ...... either"

Jia Er rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The boat slowly approached the shore, Jia Er jumped off the boat one step at a time, turned his back to Jia San and asked softly: "I ask you, if the master asks you to kill me, will you kill me?"

Without hesitation, Jia San replied, "I will!"

Jia Er laughed a few times when he heard this, waved his hand and left.

Then she heard the sound of a bone flute behind her, and the smile on her face was even better.

"My foolish brother......"

........................................

Yang Xiaoyang put Tai Zheng and Luo Li down, looked at the three big characters of Dushan Town engraved on the stone at the entrance of the town, and let out a long breath.

"By the way, uncle, what are you doing in Dushan Town?" Luo Li asked vaguely, chewing on candy.

"Uncle...... My brother had a friend who was injured and was brought here by some other friends, and I came to them. ”

"And where are they?" Taejeong asked, looking up.

"I don't know, let's go to the town's infirmary first. ”

After Yang Xiaoyang finished speaking, he entered the town, and just wanted to find someone to ask where the medical hall was, when he heard Li Congwen's laughter from an inn next to him.

"Hahaha, when the sword fairy and the demon sword competed, my son happened to be on the side, let me tell you......"

Yang Xiaoyang walked into the inn with a black face, and saw Li Congwenzheng stepping on the table with one foot, holding a bowl of wine in one hand and a folding fan in the other, his face full of red light.