Early the next morning, the dust pestered the old beggar about where to practice, but fortunately, Xiaoqing coaxed beside him, and the old beggar was also very happy.

"Do you know how many years this year is?"

"Do you know what great emperors the human race has?"

"Do you know which Kyushu in the world is?"

"Do you know what sects the monks in Dongzhou have?"

"Do you know how big Dongzhou is?"

The old beggar asked four times in a row!

I don't know which one to answer first, and this question refreshes Fuchen's perception of the world, but it was quite a restaurant storyteller before, so I copied it.

"If I'm not mistaken, this year is the five hundred and sixty-fourth year of the Great Zhou calendar, the first emperor is Emperor Li, and there are three in Dongzhou: Chaoshen Mountain, Qingping Sword Sect, and Yuanxia Sect, hehe, old beggar, do you want me to go to Qingping Sword Sect or Yuanxia Sect? I seem to understand something......

Fuchen picked what he knew and replied with a smile, and when it came to the back, he knew which old beggar was talking about, and he was really happy for his wit!

But then came the contemptuous gaze of the old beggar.

"Then tell me about ...... old man."

Fuchen pulled the old beggar and asked with admiration, no way, the old beggar just eats this set, and feels that his original serious self has been damaged, but what does it matter......

Xiaoqing was also a little impatient, so she hated these grinding chirps: "Old beggar, hurry up, I want to listen to the story......"

The old beggar sighed helplessly and said, "What is the Great Zhou Calendar?" I'll pick something you can understand, after all, you're too stupid......

It was said that it would be okay if he got used to it, and the old beggar continued: "It is now the 9,973rd year of the imperial calendar, almost 10,000 years, and the general trend of Kyushu today is almost 5,000 years ago, the second emperor Ming Emperor was formed, although there have been many changes in the middle, some sects are more than 5,000 years, some are only a few decades, some have disappeared in the torrent of history, and some are still lingering, but the general situation ......is still preserved! Well, I'm a little thirsty!"

Seeing this, Fuchen immediately got up and went to the kitchen to break the teapot and bowl, poured a bowl for each of the three people and a bird, and handed it to the old beggar with both hands.

"The old immortal wants me to go to a place like the Qingping Sword Sect and the Yunxia Sect, where is it?"

The old beggar took a sip of tea as if he were drinking, and then said, "Of course not, it's strange that you can accept you when you go!"

"Why?"

This makes the floating dust a little puzzled, the chaotic god mountain can be collected, why can't the others be collected?

The old beggar looked at Fuchen like an idiot and said, "You passed through the Ranshen Mountain and didn't go, and then came to me, isn't this a spy?"

Even Xiaoqing said with contempt: "Brother Xiaohei is so stupid!"

Xiaobai also nodded.

The old beggar didn't say anything when he saw Fuchen, so he continued to pretend to be mysterious and said, "Dongzhou Academy!"

"This Dongzhou College?" Fuchen was stunned for a moment before he could react, this Dongzhou College is not a big place.

Twelve mansions and seventy-two cities, Dongzhou College also occupies one mansion and six cities."

"Almost, it's a long way off!" muttered Dust.

The old beggar rolled his eyes: "You have eaten what I just told you?" said that many forces are left by Emperor Ming now, although some forces have disappeared into history, but there are still some who have survived tenaciously, and this Dongzhou Academy is one of them!"

"Is there any big background and great glory in this Dongzhou Academy?" Fuchen heard the old beggar's words, and his eyes flashed golden.

"Dongzhou Academy was originally known as Kyushu Academy, and the name is a lot more awesome, right? The first dean of Kyushu Academy was the youngest disciple of Emperor Ming, created by the Mingxin Immortals, is it getting more and more powerful now?"

"But how can you ......," Fuchen asked cautiously.

"Just like if you practice martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you can't advance, you can only retreat, five thousand years of history, if you don't die, it's good, and then Kyushu College declined, so you can only move to Dongzhou, renamed Dongzhou College, although it is now in decline, but what should an academy do so powerfully, just be able to teach people, people like you who have no background and no power go, it is much stronger than going to the general sect, it just suits you, although there is no strong backing, there are not so many benefits, but there is also more freedom!"

Fuchen listened to it for a while before digesting it, but he still didn't know much about Dongzhou College! So he asked anxiously: "You old man can talk about it again! You didn't say anything about it!"

The old beggar patted his thigh, got up and showed his signature smile and said, "Let's just say that, although Dongzhou College is small, there are still some things left in Kyushu College!"

"Understood!" Fuchen replied with a smile, joke, Dongzhou College has these things, and it can be smaller, so it is estimated that people are not willing to fight, and finally have a place to go, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"Pack up, set off in three days, and try to arrive in three months!"

The old beggar got up and walked away.

"I have to find the old beggar!"

Saying that, Xiaoqing pulled Xiaobai to get up and chased after the old beggar.

"I haven't practiced boxing or swords today!"

Saying that, Fuchen got up and practiced boxing.

Although he had to prepare, he just prepared some dry food, and now he is a little beggar, and he has no luggage, if he wants to say that he has a few clothes, as well as three books and a knife from others, and he has to prepare a horse.

However, in the past two days, the old beggar still did not let go of himself, and beat himself to the brink again.

On the last night, Fuchen said that there was something, so he rarely let Fuchen go, and after Fuchen went to say goodbye to Old Man Xu, he went to Jiangfu and prepared to say goodbye to Xiaolu.

When I came to Jiangfu, I saw that it was already night, and after hesitating outside for a while, I climbed the wall and touched in.

After all, I've been to the place, and I'm still familiar with Xiaolu's room.

Seeing that the light was on inside, Fuchen touched it more carefully, and did not push the door, but unconsciously hid under the window, remembering the story of Mr. Storyteller, the ghost made a hole in the window, and then squinted one eye to look inside.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you can see Xiao Midori lying on the dresser staring straight at herself.

"Ah......h

Xiao Lu immediately screamed when he saw Fuchen's eyes.

Fuchen was also startled when he heard this cry, and hurriedly pushed the window and turned over a few heels before entering the house, and walked in front of Xiao Lu in a few steps to cover her mouth.

"Woo woo woo woo ......" Xiao Lu struggled hard, but Fuchen still didn't mean to let go.

"It's me, Li Fuchen, I'll let go of you, don't you call it, okay?" Fuchen said in Xiao Lu's ear, and then Xiao Lu nodded his head and Fu Chen let go of the hand holding Xiao Lu.

"I recognized you as soon as you came in, and you even covered my mouth!" said Midori grumbling, and then stomped on the dust hard.

Fuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and he didn't feel any pain in his feet.

"Midori, what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, a female voice came from outside, which startled Fuchen again, and hurriedly looked at Xiao Lu, who also looked at Fuchen in a hurry, and couldn't make up her mind, so the two looked at each other.

"Midori, are you alright, I'd better come over and see you!" the outside saw that there was no reply inside, so he continued to shout.

Fuchen hurriedly glanced at Xiao Lu, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and Xiao Lu never reacted.

"Outside, send her away......" Fuchen finally couldn't help but whisper.

"Oh!"

"Sister Li, I'm fine, it's just that a mouse crawled on my feet, it's okay now, don't worry!" Xiao Lu shouted outside the door.

"Then call me sister if you have something!"

"Good!"

Fuchen listened to the footsteps outside and slowly disappeared, and then sat down on Xiao Green's stool.

"How dare you say I'm a mouse!"

Fuchen pointed at Xiao Lu and poked Xiao Lu's head with anger and laughter.

"This ...... This ......"

Xiao Lu stood in front of Fuchen, the fingers of both hands swirling together, not knowing what to say.

Fuchen looked at Xiao Lu, who was a little shy, and knew that his behavior was a little inappropriate, so he said directly: "I'm going to other places tomorrow, I'm going to say goodbye to you!"

"Where are you going?"

"A place called Dongzhou Academy!"

After saying that, both remained silent.

After a while, Fuchen asked, "Why haven't you been to the City God Temple recently?"

"Because I feel uncomfortable when I see you hurt like that......"

As she spoke, Midori began to cry.

"It's okay, it won't be in the future, when I have time to come back to see you, I just don't know how long it will take......"

Fuchen comforted Xiao Lu and said.

Xiao Lu pointed to the clothes on Fuchen's body and said, "Oh, is this dress I sewn for you beautiful?"

"It's good-looking, I like it very much, Xiaolu, your craftsmanship is so good!"

Fuchen looked at the clothes he was wearing again, and then turned around a few more times and showed them in front of Xiao Lu.

"Oh, since you're leaving, I'll give you a few more gifts!"

After saying that, Xiao Lu got up and walked to the wooden cabinet, and then found three blue clothes in a box inside, and opened them in front of the floating dust.

Although these clothes are all blue, they are a little different in style and size.

"This one adds the favorite belt of the sons in the city, this one adds a tunic, this one is bigger, you can wear it in two years, and then there are these patterns called ......"

Xiaoqing chattered endlessly, and Fuchen was very warm on the side, so he didn't bother Xiaoqing, just kept nodding and praising a few words from time to time.

After two quarters of an hour, Xiaoqing finished the introduction, and Fuchen handed over a cup of tea in a timely manner.

Xiao Lu took the tea and didn't drink it immediately, but looked at Fuchen and asked expectantly, "Do you like it?"

"I like it very much! I've been in Dongning City for so long, and you've sewed clothes for me, and you've covered all my clothes in the future......"

"Oh, it's good to like it!" Xiao Lu smiled innocently when he heard Fuchen's words, and in Fuchen's eyes, he was extremely happy.

Xiao Lu drank a cup of tea and said, "I will also go to practice in the future, and then I can stay with Miss and you......"

"Okay, but we'll have to wait a few years, but I'll tell you a secret, the old beggar is a master!"

Fuchen whispered in Little Green's ear.