Konoha's Professional Raven Breeder

Chapter 161 This Jiang Ziya Is Very Yu Hewei

Jiang Ziya
40 years on the mountain

After learning a little superficiality, we don't know what realm it is, but divination is still very famous.

out of kunlun mountain

All the way to the hometown.

songjiazhuang

It's been 40 years, I don't know if that friend still remembers me.

Seventy, Song Yiren.

Jiang Ziya was very emotional.

In fact, he is also confused. Whether he remembers or not is not important, the main thing is whether he is still alive or not.

When I arrived at Songjiazhuang, I found the door of old memories.

Seeing the boy sweeping the floor, he stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, is Song Yiren still alive?"

The little boy lowered his head, there is no one who can't speak, and asked if he was dead as soon as he came.

I just opened my mouth to scold

Seeing an old man with white hair, he swallowed the words again.

Elder respect, I guess he is also an old friend of Master Song, maybe I haven't seen him for many years.

The tone slowed down, "Old man, wait for me to report."

step into the house
See Song Yiren, Master Song.

He is rich, as for how rich, I don't know, but he is a gentleman anyway.

"Master, someone outside asked if you were still alive?"

Song Yiren was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back his anger. This, what bastard is talking nonsense, "Come on, come with me, and beat that person out! Let him see that the old man is in good health!"

"Yes!"

Hula copied a group of domestic slave employees.

Holding the wooden stick, he rushed out aggressively.

After 5 minutes, he came back in a daze.

The leading butler had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he looked very shy, "Master, I haven't hit you before."

Song Yiren frowned, and asked, "But are there any master immortals here?"

The butler's face turned even redder, "No, just an old man who doesn't look younger than you."

"This! This! A bunch of trash! Give me the stick, and I'll go myself!"

The butler hurriedly stopped him, "No, master, you are seventy! Don't get angry!"

"A bunch of guys who eat and don't work! Can I not be angry! Get out of my way!"

As he said, there was no one at the door, and Jiang Ziya slipped in along the door.

Sit there and watch the show.

Smiling and applauding, "Okay! Very good!"

I almost sent some monthly tickets.

Song Yiren saw it at a glance, and was furious, boy, did you watch me as a live broadcast?That's not okay!
"Old thief! Look at the trick!"

Just as Jiang Ziya was about to fight back, he recognized that this person was his old friend. When he opened his mouth to say something, he heard bang!One sound.

Just come out two words "I am"

Song Yiren clapped his hands, "What are you, what are you, a bunch of trash, what's so difficult about it?"

A group of house slaves were so flabbergasted that they were shocked at the same time, the master is a master.

More than a dozen of my own people have never beaten him, and the master just knocked him down with this stick?

Is there something in it?Well, it's possible, maybe it's Nuwa Empress' Bagua Daluo making human stick.

A group of people were thinking about it.

Song Yiren is also afraid of accidents after the fight.

After squatting there and watching for a long time, why does it seem so familiar?

The more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more you look familiar, and you slap your head, "Oh! Ziya! Me! Me, hurry up! Save someone!"

Before the person came over, he heard Jiang Ziya speak.

"No, I'm fine, drink! Brother, you are always strong! This stick is strong enough!"

Jiang Ziya got up slowly, and Song Yiren cried while hugging Jiang Ziya, "Oh, Ziya! You, you are finally back! It's been 40 years! They all say you're dead!"

Jiang Ziya was obviously a little unhappy, "Who said I'm dead, isn't this alive and well?"

"It's just the brothers who have a good relationship with us."

"Oh, it's okay buddy, just talk about it, where are they?"

Song Yiren touched tears, "I've been dead for 20 years."

"Ah, it's not important, it's not important. Brother, can you treat me to a meal? I'm a little too hungry after going down the mountain for a few days."

Song Yiren glared at the housekeeper, "You trash, go cook! I'll see you beat my brother!"

Jiang Ziya tugged at him, "Don't mention it."

Wine over three rounds of dishes over five flavors.

The food is almost enough, not to mention how the butler secretly drew circles and cursed the master.

Just talk about Jiang Ziya and Song Yiren.

We haven't seen each other for 40 years. Are you happy to meet now?so happy.

Song Yiren is also in his seventies, and there are not many brothers alive at this point.

The best brother is Jiang Ziya, who left at the age of 32, and has not heard from him for 40 years. I thought he was dead, and now I am standing in front of my eyes, how can I not be unhappy.

"Hey, Ziya, you left at the age of 32, right? I've been blaming myself all these years for not persuading you."

Jiang Ziya has a good memory, "Yes, it has been 40 years."

Song Yiren said with emotion, "I'm 72, thanks to coming back this year. Otherwise, I will die."

When people are old, they are very afraid of death.Of course, I am more afraid of losing the people around me.

Jiang Ziya said calmly, "Hey~ It's nothing to worry about. I went to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain to learn Taoism from Yuanshi Tianzun all these years, and now I have learned a lot."

Song Yiren got up quickly, "I have to salute again. Unexpectedly, there is a fairy among our brothers. My brother is curious, what have you learned in Kunlun Mountain for 40 years?"

Jiang Ziya laughed and counted, "Sweep the floor, wipe the table, light the fire, and cook!"

Ah!Song Yiren gasped, he had encountered a pyramid scheme.

"Ah~ This...wasted 40 years. In fact, you can learn this at my house. If you know that you can do it for 40 years, I will quit all these people. This time I went down the mountain because I wanted something to drive them down."

Jiang Ziya was not annoyed either, good friends, no matter how badly they scolded in front of them, they were still good friends, they lived through this.

On the contrary, look at each of them, alas dear brother, alas dear brother~ but the feelings are very weak.

Swain and Hongjun: I seem to feel that someone is implicating us.

Jiang Ziya is very proud, "This time I am going down the mountain because I was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by my master!"

Song Yiren didn't even lift his eyelids, "Buy firewood?"

Jiang Ziya waved his hand, "What the hell! I'm here to be the prime minister!"

Song Yiren stared blankly there, "Just sweep the floor, wipe the table, cook, and be the prime minister?"

The little boy who was sweeping the floor at the door just now came over, "In ancient times, Gan Luo was 12 years old as his prime minister!"

Song Yiren grinned at him, "Get out, get out, it's only the Shang Dynasty now, how can Gan Luo be a 12-year-old prime minister!"

"what……"

A spoiler stand together.

Joking and joking, mainly to show that Jiang Ziya and Song Yiren have a good relationship.

"Ziya, don't go anywhere, just stay here with me. We two brothers are doing well, and every day is one day less. Tomorrow, no, today starts, that old Zhou! Go to the carpenter! Get the bed in my room. Make it wider. Ziya and I sleep together, I have to watch over you this time, so as not to buy firewood and let the pyramid scheme cheat you away."

Jiang Ziya waved his hands again and again, Song Yiren's fiery eyes made him unbearable.

"Brother, isn't it appropriate? Can Mrs. Sister-in-law agree?"

Song Yiren thought about it, "Indeed, if you look like this, you come with me."

Jiang Ziya didn't understand either, let's go, my good brother still has to hurt me.

There are two miles to the east.

It's a field, and... a graveyard.

Song Yiren wiped away tears, "This is your sister-in-law, I have seen your sister-in-law in Ziya."

Jiang Ziya has black lines all over his head, so you can just say it.

I also heard Song Yiren chanting, "Oh, Wanyu, it's been 16 years, and I've always been alone. Ziya passed away at 32, and until now..."

Why is this getting more and more crooked?

Jiang Ziya hurriedly interrupted, "Brother, stop making trouble, the dead are the worst, I will live next door to you, don't worry, I won't leave!"

　Let's write some plots of the original novel of Fengshen, but not at all.

　　Of course my original is just my original
　　
　
(End of this chapter)