Be nice, uncle loves you

After He Sanweng delivered his acceptance speech, the atmosphere in the room changed instantly. The faces of the elders and Master Taihe were extremely ugly, green, red and white, like a spoiled pig liver.

Everyone in this room formed a dish, Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu were emerald and tender decorations, Taihe Daoist and the elders were the main course that had been spoiled for too long, He Sanweng, he It's not a dish, it's chopsticks that keep stirring.

Master Taihe is still unwilling to give up, can the apprentice who has reached his mouth still spit it out?

"Uncle Master, you don't know that these two children have already joined my sect. Jiufangyuan is my apprentice, and Lu Yunshu is my grandson."

After he finished speaking, not only He Sanweng, but also other elders looked over.

He Sanweng nodded indifferently, and asked, "So?"

Master Taihe was questioned so hard that his forehead was sweating, and he suddenly felt like he was being interrogated. He tried his best to express his last grievance and protest: "So, so they can no longer be apprentices."

"Who said that?" He Sanweng straightened his sleeves, "Whoever said that you can't be a teacher again after you have been a teacher. Why haven't I heard of the rules of which family?"

Because Taihe Daoist suddenly "rebelled", some elders echoed: "There is really no such rule."

The second elder got closer to He Sanweng, and spoke conciliatory words: "Master, why don't you ask the two children what they think."

He Sanweng thought for a while, then shook his head: "Ask them what they are doing, and if they say they want to be with anyone, it will make the other person unhappy. I can do this kind of offending thing, and anyone of them can use a stick. I am different when I am crushed with my fingers, I am the one who crushes others."

Elders: "..."

Lu Yunshu howled for a while, tired of howling, and realized that no one was talking, he panicked with embarrassment, and his face turned red.

After the side effects of crossing the body passed, Lu Yunshu secretly wiped his face with Jiufangyuan's sleeve. He looked at He Sanweng. The old man seemed to have said that he and Jiufangyuan would be accepted as disciples.

Vomit, crazy old man!

The butterfly named "Lu Yunshu" flapped its wings, and a variable called "He Sanweng" was blown up. This was another man outside the script, and there was no such person in the plot he knew.

Lu Yunshu rolled his eyes, and said seriously: "Little uncle, who is that old man who is as thin as a monkey?"

He didn't lower his voice. A room full of people with advanced cultivation bases would be heard clearly no matter how small their voice was, so there was no need to do anything extra.

Jiu Fangyuan looked helpless, no need to guess, he knew that Lu Yunshu did it on purpose, he was afraid that he was still thinking about the phrase "little fat man", and wanted to make up for it. Sexually rubbing the corners of Lu Yunshu's red eyes from crying.

Adults don't remember villains, He Sanweng found a spiritual fruit out of nowhere, gnawed carelessly, ignored Lu Yunshu, resolutely refused to rush to admit that he was an old man as thin as a monkey.

He waved to Shi Ming and ordered: "Go and bring me something."

Shi Ming quickly responded and left the room in a hurry.

Outside the door, Zhou Rong and Zhao Yan had never seen this kind of scene before. Their usually prudent master was in a hurry, like a rush of wind, blowing the dust into frost, and only had time to say "follow me".

A person with a high level of cultivation can fold leaves to make a boat, step on objects to fly in the air, Shi Ming loves to tinker with miscellaneous magic weapons, and always uses those things to travel on weekdays. Not long ago, Zhao Zhou and the others were much faster, and after a few breaths, the two of them could not see his shadow.

Seeing that this direction is going to Qifeng, the two of them are not open-minded, thinking about the run-off just now, their luck has accelerated secretly, and they are more open-minded than others.

Qi Feng and the others were able to go back with their eyes closed. Zhou Rong played a trick and landed first, and complacently gave Zhao Yanfei a provocative look. Face.

Shi Ming came out of the house, dragged a tall black iron frame, and said, "You two come here, help me move this thing to the main peak."

The corner of Zhou Rong's mouth twitched, this thing is no stranger, Shi Ming moved them to the courtyard to bask in the sun every now and then, I don't know what it was made of, it was so heavy.

"Master, is the ancestor out of customs?"

Zhao Yan was careful, he asked about this thing before, Shi Ming didn't say much, he only mentioned that the ancestor wanted it.

The seniority in the sect is chaotic, and the juniors who are about the same age are rarely called according to their seniority, like Ye Lingling, although they are the same as Shi Ming in terms of seniority, they all call them Senior Sister Ye.The ancestor is a very senior generation, and they have never heard of Shi Ming calling him an old ancestor.

Shi Ming murmured "Yes", touched the iron frame, and accidentally rubbed against the iron spine on it, his fingertips were scratched red, almost bleeding.

Huh, it's pretty sharp.

On the other side, after Shi Ming was sent away, everyone was silent, and the room became quiet, only the sound of He Sanweng gnawing the spirit fruit.

Jiu Fangyuan raised his eyelids, and his gaze fell on He Sanweng indistinctly. This is an old ancestor in the sect. He has never seen him in his previous life, and only heard some rumors.

It is relatively normal to play the Tianling Bell as an ordinary instrument, and the rest is like going to Sanchajian Peak to steal the sword, hiding pictures of erotic palaces in Dusheng Academy, and giving love to the valley master of Naihe Medical Valley... In short, it is absurd Terrible, worthy of the name of "the world's number one scoundrel".

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

After biting the last bite of the fruit, He Sanweng threw the core on the table, chewed and said, "Little fat man holds a grudge. People say that he has a big heart and a fat body. Why are you so small and fat?"

Lu Yunshu became angry like a pufferfish, and pointed to his face: "This is baby fat, I'm not fat at all!"

Master Taihe cleared his throat: "There are a lot of masters and uncles, and there are no taboos. Yun Shu is the young master of the Lu family in Huaizhou City. He is spoiled. He came to Cangyun Qionglu not to practice seriously. You—"

"I am!" Lu Yunshu poked his head out from behind Jiufangyuan, "Tai... Master's memory is really not good, it's just that he can't remember the rules of the sect, how can he forget this?"

With a child's face on his face, he saw how popular he was, and suddenly became lawless.

36 Counting Sun Tzu's Art of War, Lu Yunshu has decided that he wants to borrow a knife to kill someone!

He rolled his eyes and pretended to be crackling in a silly voice again: "Should I be punished if I can't remember the rules?"

Crane Sanweng lowered his head and smiled, showing great face, he cooperated and said: "It should be punished, indeed it should be punished!"

Lu Yunshu's eyes lit up, and he imagined Nanny Rong's expression, stab me, stab me to death, stab this old pervert Taihe to death!

He Sanweng scratched his head, and pointed to Master Taihe: "Little brat, hurry up and copy the rules by hand a hundred times, you have to memorize them."

That's it?

It seems that this knife is not cruel enough, it's time to use the nirvana.

Lu Yunshu flattened his mouth and was about to cry: "Master hurts my heart too much. In order to be able to come to Cangyun Qionglu to practice, my family sells everything and spends so much money on gifts for you, yet you still say that I am not righteous. After training."

He Sanweng lost his attention: "Small the pot and sell the iron? Hahahahahaha, what gift did you give?"

Can you miss the point?This knife turned out to be double-edged!

Lu Yunshu got stuck, he just glanced at it at first, and didn't bother to remember: "It's the jade that glows, it's very beautiful!"

"Cut, that's it?" He Sanweng shook his wrist, listening to the sound of the chains colliding.

"What's wrong with this, it's shining like money!" Lu Xiaotuanzi was talking nonsense anxiously, "I spent a lot of money, just such a small piece...Little uncle, don't you think so?"

Lu Yunshu subconsciously asked Jiufangyuan for help. In this dish, only Jiufangyuan and him came from the same production area. They must unite to save themselves!

Jiu Fangyuan glanced at him, as if he had made some decision, and continued: "Why is my memory so bad, didn't you tell me on purpose, that jade is called Ximo."

An elder exclaimed, "Washing ink?"

Master Taihe's complexion changed. He deliberately said that Lu Yunshu was spoiled and had no intention of cultivating. The purpose was to tell He Sanweng to give up the idea of ​​accepting apprentices. Who knew that he lifted a rock and hit his foot, and Lu Yunshu shook out the matter of washing ink .

There is a bandit tradition in Cangyun Qionglu, everything can be snatched, and if you snatch it with your ability, it is your own. Snatching apprentices to snatch treasures, this is what the crane rogue has done particularly well.

Taihe Daoist was horrified, and felt like a piece of fleshy bone being targeted.

Second Elder: "Taihe, is it true?"

He Sanweng clicked his tongue: "If it's fake, the brat would have refuted it a long time ago."

Master Taihe felt a chill in his heart, he realized that today he might be beaten by chickens and eggs, not to mention losing his disciples and grandchildren, he would have to take Xi Moyu with him.

He Sanweng, an enthusiastic resident of Cangyun Qionglu, said: "Washing ink jade is a good thing, old rules, whoever grabs it will get it, you are not allowed to give it away, or I will beat you!"

Taihe real person: "..."

You are really my uncle, teacher, and every road is completely blocked by me.

When the three of Shi Ming arrived at the main hall, they just saw Daoist Taihe break through the door, followed by a group of elders.

Inside the house, He Sanweng touched his chin, and his eyes fell on Lu Yunshu's waist: "Shuo Fengzhu, did you give it?"

Jiu Fangyuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and he responded.

"Little child." He Sanweng snorted lightly, not knowing whether he was talking about a person or a thing, "I am willing."

Jiu Fangyuan pretended to be confused with understanding: "If you want to give it away, you can give it away, it's not a rare thing."

He Sanweng's eagle-like eyes fixed on Jiu Fangyuan, sized him up from head to toe, and smiled inexplicably.

Jiu Fangyuan's eyelids were drooping, his back was covered with cold sweat, and he felt inexplicably seen through by He Sanweng.

Unable to understand the charade between the two, Lu Yunshu blinked and asked curiously, "Shuo Fengzhu? What are you talking about?"

Glancing at Shi Ming from the corner of the eye, He Sanweng broke out of the window directly, leaving behind a playful laugh: "You are like a pearl and jade, you are a baby fat lump."

Lu Yunshu: "..."

Why gain weight?You are very bad old man!

Jiu Fangyuan looked out the window, and when he saw clearly what Shi Ming and the other three were carrying, his pupils constricted and his blood flowed backwards, and he said silently: "Shi Renzhu."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1712:00:00~2021-02-1812:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Xiaoye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!