I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 204 Seeing Higashihara

By the fish pond.

Two old men sat next to each other, fishing.

in the fish pond.

The suspended fishhook swayed in the air with the wind.

Liu Dalong smiled: "Old friend, don't be too calculating about Lu Shan, he will know. And if you really match up with him, I'm afraid you will lose your life in the last few years!"

Han Tianshu was not stupid, so he naturally knew the key point.

He was just betting that Lu Shan would not forget his kindness of imparting meritorious deeds, and betting that Lu Shan's future would be more brilliant than those people.And he had to win both of these bets, or else it would be a failure.

Han Tianshu knew very well that no one would treat him as a lonely old man for no reason, and no one would help you do this or that for no reason, let alone revenge.

Therefore, he taught Lu Shan what he had learned, realized, discovered and created all his life.

As for whether Lu Shan is willing to fulfill his promise, or avenge him after his death, he will not think about it now.

Glancing at this "little friend" who really cared about him, Han Tianshu smiled and said, "I'm not a fool, why offend that kid Lu Shan."

"I just taught him what I have learned all my life. As for how he will do it, I really don't want to think about it now."

"I can live another year or two, so what if there is hatred. With my current ability, I can't even deliver food to those people, let alone revenge. Let's live in the present moment."

As he said that, he suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Lao Liu, do you have any private money?"

Liu Dalong turned to look at him in a daze, then said helplessly, "How much do you want?"

Han Tianshu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "The more the better!"

Liu Dalong said "Okay", but he was speechless in his heart: "The more the better, sir, the more the better!"

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World East.

In the "Eastern Plains" wilderness.

A man who looked like a young man was half bent, walking slowly, holding a short stick in his hand, like a hooligan going to fight on the street.

He was wearing a blue shirt on his upper body, the style was already out of fashion, and the sleeves were rolled up to the elbow; his lower body was wearing black trousers, the trousers looked a bit long, but they fit well overall; he was wearing black and blue sneakers, The uppers are spotless.

He didn't know how long he walked, and he could vaguely see a very faint figure appearing in front of him.

Even from afar, that figure has a decent aura, ferocious and somewhat scary, and stands proudly.

The man's eyesight was very good, and he could see the figure who seemed to be waiting for him from a distance. The corner of his mouth was slightly curved, like smiling or crying, more like curling his lips when he saw someone boring.

Even when he saw someone waiting there, he didn't speed up, let alone slow down. He just walked so slowly, like a stroll in the garden after dinner.

The person waiting in the distance didn't seem to be in a hurry, even after waiting for a long time, he still stood proudly on the not too high hill.

Although it is early autumn, it is close to noon and the sun is still very vicious.

Both of them seem to have good temperaments, they can endure the suffering, and they are not afraid of the harsh sun at all. One is walking slowly, while the other is waiting quietly.

After more than an hour, the man finally reached the hill where the waiting person was standing.

He raised his head, and the arc of his slightly stubbled jaw was very provocative.

Looking at the figure on the hill, the man smiled and said, "Who are you? Why didn't Ace from the circus come?"

The person who was waiting turned around and gave a humble salute to the man, but since he was on the hill, the intention of looking down was too obvious, so he seemed not very humble, but a little arrogant and rude.

The voice of the person waiting was as soft as water, and said: "Master Curator, our leader is not so leisurely, so I can only send me, a low-level subordinate, to visit you."

His manner of speaking was extremely respectful, even his tone of voice was extremely respectful, but what he said felt very arrogant, as if the man under the hill was not worthy of contempt.

Also, he came here secretly.

The leader, Ace, didn't want to see the curator of the museum, so he sent someone to the curator of the museum with a letter with very few words-"The future will be long, see you in three years."

But with his self-confidence bursting, he would like to see what is so great about the older generation at the same level as him.

So, he intercepted that letter and sent another one with even less text - "See you in Dongyuan"!
Men don't know this.

Hearing the man's words, the man didn't seem to be annoyed. He just smiled and said, "Young people nowadays are becoming more and more rude. I'm very old. If you don't come to see me, let me come to you , Is it too much to say hello?"

After the man finished speaking, he glanced at the figure on the hill.

Fair skin, curly sallow neck-length hair, blue double eyelids and big eyes, about 1.9 meters tall, with slender and slender fingers on fair hands.

The man sighed slightly: "Oh, it's a pity it's a man."

His sigh did not avoid the figure on the hill.

The figure could naturally hear it, and suddenly its aura became more fierce. It was as majestic as a rising tide, and it suddenly pressed towards the man.

The overwhelming aura of coercion, in front of the man, is like a docile cat, as soft as noodles and powerless.

The man raised the wooden stick, pointed at the figure, smacked his lips, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, shoot if you disagree. Young people nowadays don't have the demeanor of a scholar."

With the man's finger, the majestic surge-like pressure instantly turned, and it all fell on the figure on the hill, almost kneeling on the ground for him.

Seeing that the arrogant man could still stand, the man let out a soft "huh" and then said with a smile, "That fellow Ace dotes on you, and even lent you his close-fitting battle armor."

Looking at the hill again, the man chuckled: "Hmm~! It seems that he wants to make something happen. This idea really coincides with my idea!"

On the hill, Langley no longer had the composure and composure he had before, his legs were trembling in disobedience, and he looked in horror at the "old man" who looked like a youth under the hill.

The "curator" of the "museum" has very little information, and he doesn't even have any deeds. Langley has already memorized his information by heart: "The director of the museum is over [-] years old, and the specifics are unknown."

"My real name is "Chang Douzi". Because the name is not very nice, I hate being called by his name very much."

"It is rumored that his cultivation base is only level XXII, and he has no special abilities. He has not fought for more than 200 years, and his combat power is unknown, but it must not be underestimated."

Langley couldn't figure it out: "Why? He's obviously only at level XXII, and he doesn't even have any special talents, and I'm already at level XXII. Even the leader praised me for my special talents!"

His face was a bit ferocious, and he was struggling frantically, roaring in his heart: "But why? The combat power is so much worse? I can't even release my special talent in front of him?"

As the new host of the circus, Langley is not only outstanding in appearance and talent, but also progresses very quickly in cultivation.

He is not a veteran immortal, his age is only 130 years old, and it has only been 32 years since he was promoted to the immortal rank.

And in 32 years, to break through from level XX to level XXII, in addition to talent and hard work, cultivation resources are absolutely indispensable, and some special methods are even required.

Langley is now the hottest figure in the circus, making him feel that no one in the world can compare to him except the leader, not even the old man Shen Zhengjing, who is said to be miraculous, is no exception.

Arrogance is like a part of the body, respect is only a temporary disguise.

Seeing the circus man struggling there, the man smiled and said, "Didn't Ace tell you to respect the elderly?"

(End of this chapter)