Chapter 425 is weird

"Master Song, are you kidding, what do you mean by making it yourself? Why does this sound so weird?"

Song Guangming touched the tip of his nose unnaturally and smiled.

"Hey, forget it, anyway, I didn't think about it with this old face, there will be any good reputation, just say it, I guess when you get to Wutai Mountain, even if I don't say it, you will find out." ”

Zhang Yang looked at Song Guangming as if he was going to die, and couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Master Song, what you said, why does it make me feel even more inexplicable?"

"Hey, actually, you can see that I am a person, although I have the reputation of being the head of Wutai Mountain for many years, and I have to pretend to be serious, but in fact, I also have my own martial arts dream in my heart. Although I have been cultivating on Wutai Mountain for many years, I have seen all those martial arts on your Huaxia Continent, and none of them have fallen. In particular, telling those stories about the chivalrous deeds on Wutai Mountain made my heart surge, so I did a lot of impulsive things when I was young. ”

As Song Guangming's story slowly came along, Zhang Yang finally understood that this white-haired old man was younger than himself in his heart, and even what he did was what he wanted to do the most.

The stories of kicking tigers, boxing hooligans, and supporting justice have basically all been practiced by Song Guangming one by one.

It's just that what makes Zhang Yang most curious is how a person who acts so impulsively can become the head of Wutai Mountain?

Zhang Yang thought about it and asked the question he was thinking about, Song Guangming smiled even more, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, my head is because of my master, I want to go out to play, and I draw lots at will." ”

"Huh, draw lots?"

Immediately, Zhang Yang was stunned in place, and looked at Song Guangming in surprise.

"I'm really sorry, in fact, our Wutai Mountain may not be as serious as you imagined, and our ancestors in each session are more happy than the other. In each of our head elections, it is either a lot draw or a lot, and sometimes it is even a random flower ball, and whoever catches it counts. ”

Zhang Yang has completely subverted his perception of Wutai Mountain, and the whole person looked at Song Guangming with a black line, and asked with a twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Then can you tell me how you were captured by the people of the Demon Clan?" You must not tell me that you rushed directly to the base camp of the Demon Clan with a sword and let them arrest you. ”

Song Guangming was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhang Yang depressedly.

"Uh...... This is not as exaggerated as you say, but it is similar to what you said. ”

Song Guangming said a little stumblingly, it seemed that there were many places that had been hidden by him.

Zhang Yang knew that these places that he was hiding must be very embarrassing.

In her intermittent narration, Zhang Yang finally understood a general experience.

It turned out that this Song Guangming was really an impulsive old man, even a little naughty than the old naughty boy.

At that time, as soon as he heard that the people of the demon clan began to march and invade the Huaxia continent, he was furious, and without telling anyone, he rushed to the middle of the demon clan's army and came to a set of Wutai Mountain swordsmanship.

At that time, he violently killed the heads of countless demon warriors, but later, a mysterious person suddenly appeared.

He was wearing a black cloak, and he couldn't see his face at all, Song Guangming only saw his three pairs of huge black wings, and then Song Guangming was hit by that person and knocked him to the ground, and the next thing was that he appeared in the dungeon.

Zhang Yang pursed the corners of his lips and looked at Song Guangming, and asked him in a deep voice, "Master Song, how long ago did this happen to you?"

"Hmm...... Well, I've long lost track of time when I'm locked up in a dungeon, but I'm sure it was at least ten years ago. ”

Zhang Yang looked at Song Guangming even more frightened, and continued to ask, "Then do you know where the place you went to was at that time?"

10 years!

As far as he knew, since the Demon Clan's invasion of the land of China, it has only been three or four years, how can it be 10 years!

Unless there is something else he doesn't know.

"I don't remember very clearly, at that time, it was a disciple who traveled out of Wutai Mountain and came back, saying that he met the people of the demon clan in a village, and they killed all the people there. It seems to be a place called Mudi Village. ”

“...... Master Song, haven't you ever thought that something is wrong?"

Song Guangming looked at Zhang Yang curiously, pursed the corners of his lips, and asked him, "What's strange about this, do you mean that the people of the demon clan deliberately want to arrest me?"

Zhang Yang shook his head slightly, and said: "I think the strange place is that you went to that village, your disciple said that the people in that village were killed, you rushed out with your sword, according to your temperament, the people of Wutai Mountain should be the same, they are all hot-blooded young people, and they should go with them, but why are you the only one who goes?"

Song Guangming's eyes darkened, his lips were closed, and his brows were tightly knit and he nodded slightly.

Zhang Yang thought for a while and continued: "The people of the demon clan officially invaded the land of Huaxia in the past three or four years, but you said that it was 10 years ago. Moreover, you said that the person who knocked you out was a man with three pairs of black wings, and I think if my guess is correct, that person should be the Great Buddha of the Buddha Kingdom. ”

Hearing the word Buddha Country, Song Guangming was taken aback, and immediately shook his head and said: "It can't be the Big Buddha of Buddha Country, although I have no intersection with the people of Buddha Country, but I know that it is a holy place for cultivating Buddha, and all people use Buddha light, and there is no trace of Buddha Qi on that person's body, it is completely dark and cold." ”

Zhang Yang saw that Song Guangming really broke a lot of important information in the middle, so he made up for him one by one, and by the way, he also talked about himself and the Buddha country, especially the focus on it, about the Western fallen angel who pretended to be the Buddha in the Buddha country.

After Song Guangming listened to Zhang Yang's narration, the whole person was stunned.

“...... How is this possible? Could it be that I have really been deceived? There is something wrong with my disciple of Wutai Mountain?"

Zhang Yang looked at the moonlight outside, gently put his hand on Song Guangming's shoulder, and patted it gently.

"Master Song, what I said is just a guess of mine, you don't have to think about it, I think everything can only be clear when we get to Wutai Mountain. ”

“...... Good. ”