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Chapter 262: Apprenticeship

Yang Ling'er smiled on the back of the donkey, the handsome man of the hundred miles of kite can go crazy in the world, and the ugliness of the long has nothing to do with this strange appearance, it is the first time she has heard it in her life, and she thinks it is very interesting.

Just like when she saw the world's first humorous thaumaturgy "The Legend of Xiaolin Guangji" in the boudoir, she almost laughed and even burst into tears.

Ye Xiaochuan's face turned the color of pork liver.

He said angrily: "Baili kite, what do you mean?

Baili Kite was also smiling like a flower, and said: "You stinky boy, the black is a little darker, but the facial features are quite good, I didn't think you were ugly before, but the goods have to be thrown away, and people have to die than people, you stand in front of Yang Gongzi, so it looks a bit like an abstract painting of a work of art." ”

Ye Xiaochuan was furious, and rolled up his sleeves to ask the Baili Kite to break it well.

According to his meaning, his skin is dark, this is the majestic spirit of a man, a man should be heroic and upright, resolute as iron, if they are all little white faces, pseudo-mothers, can men still be called men?

Regarding Ye Xiaochuan's quibble, Baili Kite was unmoved, anyway, Ye Xiaochuan was speechless with just one sentence.

It's that sentence: "Don't tell me, anyway, you are not as good-looking as Yang Gongzi." ”

In his eyes, in the midst of angry scolding, and in the sound of giggling, a group of two donkeys and three people walked gradually on the wilderness ancient road, heading in the direction of Anqing City.

At the same time, the Cangyunmen Reincarnation Peak, which is thousands of miles away, is also quite lively today.

Hundreds of people carried large boxes and large wine jars, along the stairs of the front mountain, like a long snake winding upward, towards the tall reincarnation peak mountain, and even the current head of Cangyun Gate, Yu Jizi, was alarmed, and sent disciples to ask who came.

The weather was good today, and the drunken Dao people, as usual, found a sunny place in the dilapidated small courtyard, and when he was crooked, he took the wine gourd, and he did not move his body from morning to now.

A hundred years of floating life, a free life, this is the day that the gods should live.

The only fly in the ointment is that the dozens of jars of champion red that my baby apprentice bought last time are now very little left, and I have to find someone to borrow money to buy wine.

Who to look for?

Yunhe's guy took Cangyun's elite disciples to Xuantian Sect to watch the competition, Chiyan was too stingy, and he decisively refused yesterday before he opened his mouth to borrow money.

Senior Brother Yuchenzi should still have some spare money, yes, I'll go to Yuchenzi tomorrow.

If Yuchenzi can't borrow it, he can only go to the head of the family, Senior Brother Yujizi.

You can skip the meal, and you can't skip a sip of this wine.

That's it.

The half-drunk drunken Taoist has already begun to think about who to borrow the next wine money.

As an elder of Cangyunmen, he has an income of 1,000 taels of silver every month when he doesn't do anything, but he owes too much debt, and every time the monthly money is paid, it has been fully repaid before it reaches his pocket. It's not easy to borrow money now.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, and the drunken Taoist frowned.

However, why does this waft the rich aroma of wine?

As soon as he smelled the aroma of wine, the drunken Taoist immediately came to his senses and immediately sat up.

At this time, Zhu Changshui, his apprentice's fox friend and dog friend, stumbled into the yard and shouted: "Drunken uncle, drunken uncle......"

The drunken Taoist walked to the gate of the courtyard and saw a long procession coming down the mountain, which seemed to be carrying a lot of fine wine, and the aroma of wine floated here from afar.

said: "It's Xiao Zhu, what's the matter, your uncle vomited blood and bought so much wine?"

Zhu Changshui said: "This is not what we bought in Cangyunmen, it is a gift from a woman who came to apprentice with her." ”

The drunken Taoist said enviously: "Who is this, who is so lucky to accept such a rich little disciple? Is it Chiyan? or Yuchenzi? No, such a good wine, I have to go and drink it." ”

Zhu Changshui had a strange expression and said, "Uncle Drunk, that little woman said she was looking for you." ”

"Look for me, you kid is joking. My apprentice has already made my life worse than death, and I have no intention of accepting any more disciples! Not to mention, such a rich disciple......"

After a while, the drunken Taoist's eyes began to widen, and the long procession, through the mountainside, walked directly towards the dilapidated courtyard where he lived.

This apprenticeship formation is really big and hasn't changed, seven or eight hundred big men, each carrying a big wine jar more than two and a half people high. There were also many other chests draped in red cloth, and it is estimated that they contained either gold and silver treasures or silk and satin.

Countless disciples on the Reincarnation Peak gathered around and followed the team to see who this good thing was.

It wasn't until the front line stopped in front of the courtyard where the drunken Taoist lived that the drunken Taoist had already widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

A beautiful young man in a strong suit, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with her hair tied up, and a man's heroic spirit in her eyes, it seemed that she was a little shy, very embarrassed, and her face was flushed.

This girl is naturally the nineteenth daughter of Yang Dashanren, the richest man in Hanyang City, who was apprenticed by Ye Xiaochuan, Yang Nineteen.

Yang Shijiu's family has a portrait of the drunken Taoist when he was young, although the drunken Taoist is now old, but the blood-red wine gourd in his hand makes Yang Shijiu recognize this sloppy old Taoist at a glance, it is the old fairy Qingfeng Dao Chang who has been worshiped at home for hundreds of years, and Ye Xiaochuan Ye Shaoxia's mentor.

She hurriedly bowed down: "Junior Yang Nineteen, knock on the Qingfeng senior!"

The drunken Taoist people wondered in their hearts, they didn't know this little girl named Yang Nineteen, how could she come to Cangyun Mountain to worship herself as a teacher.

He asked Yang Nineteen to get up, and when he saw that the gate of the courtyard was not full of melon-eating disciples who also did not know the truth, he asked Yang Nineteen to enter the courtyard to speak.

Zhu Changshui relied on Ye Xiaochuan's relationship on weekdays to be very strong, and he also slipped in, and closed the courtyard door by the way.

Drunken Daodao: "Little girl, do we know each other?"

Yang 19 shook his head and said: "The ancestors and the younger ancestors have had a relationship, hundreds of years ago, on the Yangtze River near Hanyang City, the predecessors once saved the lives of the ancestors, the ancestors were grateful to the ancestors for saving their lives, for hundreds of years, the children of the Yang family prayed for the blessings of the ancestors every day, and did not dare to slack off for half a minute, not long ago, the younger generations met the disciples of the predecessors, Ye Xiaochuan Shaoxia......"

Yang Nineteen briefly said the origin of his Yang family and the drunken Taoist, the drunken Taoist used to walk the world in the world, and there were many chivalrous and righteous things, where do you remember rescuing a peasant man on the Yangtze River hundreds of years ago?

However, when he heard Yang Shijiu mention Ye Xiaochuan, he immediately understood that today's meeting must be inseparable from his own stubborn disciples.