Chapter 154 Being a father is actually very simple
"Master!" Sun Shangxiang thought that Zen Master Ku Ye had been stabbed to the ground by Luoyang. She rushed forward in a hurry and knelt down beside Zen Master Ku Ye. The next second, she leaned forward and reached out to support him.
It lifted Zen Master Kuye's neck.
The short skirt was raised, revealing a pair of white pants.
Like fermented dough, dazzlingly white and big.
Luoyang, who had just pricked someone's eye, was also pricked in the eye and hurriedly looked away.
Upright.
"Master, are you okay?" Sun Shangxiang was very nervous.
Zen Master Kuye forcefully opened his two red and swollen eyes: "I have failed."
The master and apprentice spoke in Fusang language, which Luoyang could not understand. He turned his eyes to look, but saw the fermented food wrapped in white cloth again, so he had to look away again.
Keep going and stay upright.
"Get out of the way."
"Master..."
"I'm asking you to get out of the way." Zen Master Kuye said in a fierce tone.
Sun Shangxiang let go of his hand, stood up and stepped aside.
Finally, he no longer needed to see the fermented object, and Luoyang's eyes returned to Zen Master Ku Ye.
Zen Master Ku Ye struggled to get up and looked directly at Luoyang, with only a slit left in his two red and swollen eyes.
Luoyang frowned slightly: "Why, do you still want to fight?"
Zen Master Kuye suddenly bowed deeply to Luoyang: "I lost, and I am convinced of my defeat. I am worthy of being a swordsman of Great China! Please accept my bow!"
As soon as the sound fell, Zen Master Ku Ye suddenly bent his legs and knelt on the ground with a plop. His head drooped, and his chin almost pressed to his collarbone.
It's really like that. When I was young, I only obeyed the strong. If he beat you, he wouldn't treat you as a human being. But if you beat him till his face was bruised and bruised, then you were his father.
Only then did Luoyang end the trinity's psychic state, put the sword away in his hand, and stepped forward to help Zen Master Ku Ye up.
Once the fight is won, the anger that needs to be vented is released, and there is no need to engage in tit-for-tat confrontation.
Zen Master Kuye stood up and bowed deeply to Luoyang again.
Luoyang nodded in greeting.
"Luoyang Sang, you are so awesome!" Sun Shangxiang walked over, her beautiful face full of smiles, but she soon changed the subject, "But you are dishonest, why did you tell me that you have never learned swordsmanship?
Your swordsmanship is obviously so powerful."
Luoyang said: "I really haven't learned anything before, but this sword is so powerful."
Sun Shangxiang: "...".5
How long does this man plan to lie to himself?
At this time, Zen Master Ku Ye said, "Loyang Lord, please allow me to retire."
His eyes hurt so much that he had to boil two eggs to apply them, but he was too embarrassed to say this.
"Goodbye." Luoyang said politely.
Zen Master Kuye said to Sun Shangxiang again: "Shangxiang, please invite Mr. Luoyang to come to the Buddhist temple for tea later."
"Hi." Sun Shangxiang bowed in greeting.
"I'll return this sword." Luoyang took the ancient sword and walked to the collection room.
Sun Shangxiang followed up: "Luoyang Sang, how long do you plan to lie to me?"
"Uh, what did I lie to you about?"
"It's about you being a swordsman." Sun Shangxiang's little mouth curled up slightly, looking a little unhappy.
Luoyang smiled: "Okay, let me tell you the truth. I am actually a descendant of the Wudang Sect. I just used the Junzi Sword sword technique of the Wudang Sect. I can only tell you so much. After all, the sect has
Restrictions cannot be said casually."
Sun Shangxiang's eyes shone: "I knew it! Luoyang Sang is indeed not an ordinary doctor, Si Kuoyi!"
Luoyang understood the last sentence in Fusang, which meant "very powerful". It often appeared in the educational films he had watched before.
These words of praise fell in Luoyang's ears, but he sighed in his heart.
She doesn't believe the truth, but she believes it when the lies are told.
This man really only wants to believe what he wants to believe.
Returning to the collection room, Luoyang returned the ancient sword to its sheath and put it back on the original weapon rack. Then, he took a step back, bowed deeply to the ancient sword, and secretly said in his heart: "Senior Bai, thank you, may your spirit be in heaven.
rest in peace."
If he changed his sword and asked him to use the Junzi Sword technique again, he would probably be able to exert only 20% of his skill. However, he had no idea of taking this ancient sword as his own, even if he knew that if he opened his mouth,
, Sunmon Soseki would give it to him. But there is no need. It is the 21st century now, and no one walks around with a sword. Furthermore, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, can it still be faster than a bullet?
Just now, if Zen Master Kuye had used a gun, he would have been lying down long ago.
Therefore, Luoyang did not intend to use the sword to deal with Luo Juexing, but he did not have a plan in mind on how to deal with Luo Juexing.
Next to her, Sun Shangxiang also followed Luoyang's example and bowed to the ancient sword. Although she didn't know the meaning of this, in her heart, as long as Luoyang Sang did something, it must be exquisite.
"Luoyang Sang, my master invites you to drink tea at the Buddhist temple. Please come with me." Sun Shangxiang said.
Luoyang nodded and walked behind Sun Shangxiang.
He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but look at her short skirt that was swinging from side to side, and then the fermented object he accidentally saw just appeared in his mind.
Even if he is a righteous and heroic man, he cannot escape his male instinct.
There are extenuating circumstances, there are extenuating circumstances.
Passing through a moon gate, you will find a pine forest with towering ancient trees.
Walking forward for a while, a series of "π"-shaped archways made of logs extend along the slope paved with stone slabs. An ancient Buddhist temple stands on the hillside behind the slope.
"Why are there so many archways?" Luoyang asked casually.
"This is called the Torii Gate." Sun Shangxiang stepped into the role of guide, "It represents the barrier. Behind the door is where the gods live, and this side is where the mortals live."
"So that's what it is, it's kind of interesting."
Going up the hillside, there was an open space in front of the Buddhist temple, paved with gravel. Two deer were eating wild grass on the edge of the open space. When they heard the noise, they raised their heads and glanced here, but they did not run away.
Suddenly, a big green bird flew down from a pine tree, and held a centipede that had just crawled out of the crack in the stone with its claws. It was not in a hurry to eat, but raised its neck and shouted: "Each one!"
"
It turned out to be a pheasant, not a big bird.
Sun Shangxiang said: "That is our Fusang's national bird, the green pheasant. Like your panda, it is a unique species here and very precious."
Luoyang looked at the green pheasant and seemed to be touched by something in his heart, but he couldn't express it.
"Luoyang Sang, is it beautiful?" Sun Shangxiang asked.
Luoyang nodded: "Beautiful."
At this moment, the green pheasant lowered its head and pecked at the centipede. It swallowed a big black centipede in two or three bites.
A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Luoyang's mind. The vague feeling just now gradually became clear, and a bold idea emerged from his heart.