Chapter 51: Forgetting
Hua Feiyang already felt a headache, but now when he heard Hua Weijian ask about Fang Yan, his face suddenly darkened, and he replied angrily: "What, isn't being a father as important as that Fang Yan?"
Hua Weijian snorted and tilted his head over, "It's not that you always let me practice, people want to play." ”
Hua Feiyang sighed and said, "I asked you to practice for your own good, my father can't be by your side all the time, what if you are in danger when I am not there that day, I have lost your mother and I don't want to lose you anymore." As he spoke, the corners of his eyes reddened slightly.
Hua Weijian but straight out of the black line, if it was the first time she saw Hua Feiyang like this, she would definitely not mess around anymore, but whenever Hua Weijian wanted to go out to play, Hua Feiyang was like this, even if what he said was true, Hua Weixian didn't have a cold anymore.
"Okay, my father, I'm wrong, can you tell me where Fang Yan is?" Hua Weijian showed a well-behaved smile on his face, and pulled Hua Feiyang's sleeve and said coquettishly.
Hua Feiyang sighed, stretched out his finger and pointed at the door of Hua's unseen head, "You, you...... That's it, Fang Yan was left in the Western District by me, and now he has been accepted as a disciple by Elder Qin Wuwu. ”
Hua Weijian blinked, and said happily: "Xiqu, it's great, I'll go find him!" With that, she got up and wanted to leave.
Hua Feiyang hurriedly waved his sleeves, a curtain of light fell, and he said lightly: "You can't go to him now, let me stay here first to stabilize the realm of foundation building." ”
"Also, your sect mission this year is to go to the North District to inspect, and this light curtain will teleport you to the North District Elder Pavilion by itself after three days, so you can honestly consolidate the Flower Soul Melting Bone Skill for me in the next few days." As he spoke, he turned and left the chamber.
Hua Weijian was locked inside, and shouted angrily: "Stinky old man, bad old man, let me out, I still want to marry Fang Yan!!"
"Don't even think about it, don't dream about it!!!"
"You...... Hmph!!!"
......
At the foot of the green hills, the bloody barbarian division.
Fang Yan frowned and looked at the statue, while the old man on the side knelt on the ground with excitement on his face, muttering something in his mouth.
As the old man knelt down, including the previous man, everyone in the tribe knelt down, and there was awe, excitement, and more of a fanaticism in their expressions!
In the originally quiet space, the sound of footsteps gradually came, from far to near, but the first thing that appeared was a gourd, the gourd rolled and fell from the top of the statue's head, a strong smell of wine came from the inside, and then, a figure slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision.
Gray caftan with white hair hanging behind him, and a beard full of grease, the visitor can be said to have no image at all. He rubbed his drunken eyes, yawned and said, "Where is Lao Tzu's tribute, I'm dying of hunger." ”
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly: "Before, senior!" The person who came was none other than the old man who saved Xia Yan and looked similar to Qin Wuwu!
The old man didn't seem to have woken up yet, and muttered, "Who is your senior, and which food have you ever seen calling Lao Tzu's senior?"
Fang Yan was speechless for a while, so he had to speak: "Senior, take a closer look, it's me." ”
The old man rubbed his eyes, blinked vigorously, and finally saw Fang Yan's appearance clearly, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Why are you kid here!"
Fang Yan smiled bitterly, but saw a gust of wind blowing, the old man came to him from the top of the statue in the blink of an eye, with a wave of his right hand, Fang Yan felt that his body suddenly loosened, and the rattan on his body was cut in half, he rubbed his sour arm, but saw the old man jump up with an angry face, pointed at the barbarian old man and said: "You, you, you, I asked you to find me something to eat, not only did you not find it, but you also tied my brother over, it's really useless!"
Fang Yan was speechless for a while, this old man was really too informal, and he actually called himself a brother, which made him secretly embarrassed, how old are you...... Fang Yan thought to himself.
The barbarian of the Blood Barbarian Division was dumbfounded, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he replied in a low voice, "Belong...... The subordinates don't know the relationship between this young man and the clan lord, and they ask the clan lord to atone for his sins!" In the last sentence, he seemed to be too scared, and even his voice trembled.
The old man raised his eyebrows, and wanted to continue to scold him, but Fang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly grabbed the old man, "Forget about the senior, I'm not injured, just let him go." Fang Yan said.
The old man snorted, looked at the sweaty barbarian with dissatisfaction, and said: "My brother will intercede for you, just let you go, the next time you make a mistake, don't want your identity as a barbarian." ”
The old man fell to his knees in fear, and bowed again and again: "Thank you, thank you!", and then he bowed to Fang Yan, "Thank you, Lord for sparing your life!!"
Fang Yan's face was strange, the way this barbarian called himself before and after had changed, and he could see that he was indeed very good at being a man, the old man waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Okay, okay, hurry up, and you, give me down." ”
The barbarian didn't stand up, and just crawled away. When the people on the side saw it, they hurriedly left quickly, for fear of upsetting the old man.
After everyone left, only Fang Yan and the old man were left in the entire cave. Fang Yan was silent for a moment and asked, "Senior, are you ...... It's all right. ”
"I, what can I do, Lao Tzu is the strongest. The old man said nonchalantly, picking up the gourd that had fallen on the ground before, opening his mouth and pouring the few drops of wine remaining in the gourd into his mouth.
Fang Yan asked tentatively, "Then, senior, do you know what your name is?"
The old man's movements of raising his head slammed, and his eyes suddenly appeared bloodshot, so frightened that Fang Yan hurriedly said: "Senior, senior, the kid is too talkative, don't ask, don't ask." ”
"Poof!" The old man squirted out the wine in his mouth and laughed, "Look at what scares you, Lao Tzu just wants to tease you." ”
“......”
"Okay, okay, Lao Tzu really can't remember his name, but so what, people should be optimistic. The old man raised his head and took a sip of wine and looked at Fang Yan.
"I figured it out, since I forgot my name, I'll be called ...... from now on"
"Forget!" the old man looked at the void with a gloomy gaze.
"Forget ......" Fang Yan chewed on the word and fell into deep thought. The old man glanced at Fang Yan and said with a smile: "Boy, since we are so fateful, how about being a sworn brother, Lao Tzu will cover you in the future, even the sect master of the Flower Bone Sect is not afraid." ”
"Ahh ”
"What kind of seniority is not senior, Lao Tzu doesn't care......"
"But I care!" Fang Yan looked at the old man with righteous words, "Absolutely not!!
"Cut, if it doesn't work, it won't work, how many people can't wait to be my little brother, hum. The old man pouted, and he had a childlike heart. His eyes purred, and he said with a grin: "Boy, you see that you are helpless, the Flower Bone Sect threw you down, presumably you can't go back, it's better to stay here for two days, I'm having fun here." As he spoke, he looked at Fang Yan with expectant eyes.
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought. His cultivation has not yet recovered, and once he returns to the Western District, he will inevitably be investigated by Liu Wu, and Fang Yan is full of doubts about this tribe...... After thinking for a long time, he nodded slowly, "Then I'll stay here for a while." ”
Seeing Fang Yan nodded, the old man jumped up excitedly, "Great, finally someone to play with me!" He grabbed Fang Yan's sleeve,
"Boy, I don't know what your name is. ”
"Ah, didn't I say that?" Fang Yan scratched his head, "It's down there." ”
"Oooh. The old man smiled,
"Little Brother Fang Yan, welcome to Lao Tzu's tribe!"