Seeing Ouyang Feng suddenly stunned, Dongzhang knew that he must have been caught in some kind of memory.
Zhui no longer made any sound, but quietly looked at the stars above his head and took a sip of wine from time to time.
After only a short moment, Ouyang Feng came out of his deep thoughts and stared at Dongzhang lying on the grass for a long time with complicated eyes, speechless.
Dongzhang knew that Ouyang Feng was watching him at this moment, but it was useless to force him to do this. There were thousands of people in the world, some of whom liked fishing, some who liked cooking, and some who liked to be carpenters and blacksmiths.
Everyone has different hobbies and ideals, and Dongzhang just likes to travel. It is rare for him to come to this life, and many things have been read in the books of later generations. If he does not travel all over the country in person, Dongzhang will not be able to travel all over the country until the day he dies.
My husband will be so regretful that he can hardly breathe.
"Dongzhang."
Just when Dong Zhang was thinking about things quietly, Ouyang Feng's voice suddenly rang out.
"Um?"
Dongzhang turned his head slightly and looked at Ouyang Feng, who was standing behind him like an iron tower. He saw a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes, which was finally replaced by Qingming, and then he said loudly:
"You are my student. You are supposed to be on my side and follow whatever I want. But now that you don't want to dominate the martial arts world with me, I won't force you. You can do whatever you like.
Just go."
As soon as Ouyang Feng said this, Dongzhang seemed a little surprised. He originally thought that he would keep arguing with him for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would let him go so easily.
Maybe it's because Ouyang Feng is getting older and his energy is not as strong as before, and his desire for dominance is not as strong as before.
But it was a good thing that he no longer bothered about the matter. A smile appeared on Dongzhang's face and he threw the gourd at Ouyang Feng:
"Then I wish the teacher can hear the good news of the teacher on the streets when he travels east."
Taking the wine gourd, Ouyang Feng raised the corner of his mouth and said with arrogant eyes: "That's natural, I am the best in the world, hahahaha."
Dongzhang just listened quietly to his wild and arrogant words, not caring at all about these hegemony matters and not paying attention to such a false name and such a title.
A lot of people came one after another, fighting for it, and never regretted it until their death. Dongzhang didn't understand. Dongzhang had read such a comic in his later life. Everyone in the world knew that there were three most powerful kings in the world.
They competed for the title of No. 1, and then one of them died of illness early. His former country friends came to his grave to mourn. In front of his grave, these friends released their own energy.
The other two kings instantly sensed more than a dozen powerful people who were as powerful as themselves, and several of them were much more powerful than themselves. Only then did they suddenly realize that they were actually a frog in the well.
He didn't know any of the dozen or so people who suddenly appeared. These people had all come from distant countryside. The other two kings were laughing at themselves for sitting in a well and looking at the sky, and then they stopped trying.
The idea of competing for the first place in the world.
What is known is not scary. What is scary is that you don't know how many unknown people are more powerful than you think. Just when you are fighting for the "number one in the world" that you think, they may still be in a rural area.
The village laughs at you.
People just disdain to compete for that false title, just like Jue Yuan in the ending of The Condor. When everyone had just finished judging the new four titles of East, West, South, North, and Middle, Jue Yuan appeared. His internal strength was no weaker than the top players present.
.
Why did Mr. Jin arrange this? Dongzhang thought it was to express a kind of strong man who has no eternity. When you think Dongxie, Xikuang, Nandi, Beixia, and Zhongnongtong are the existences of the ceiling of the world, Jue Yuan appears.
Already.
Just when you thought that the Nine Yin Manual was the most brilliant practice in the world, the Nine Yang Manual appeared.
The world is like this. No one can stand at the top forever. When you climb to the top and look at the foot of the mountain, you accidentally discover that there is an equally high mountain next to you, and there is an unknown person standing on the top.
How will your mentality be at this time?
Dongzhang quietly looked at Ouyang Feng who drank the wine in one gulp, and thought silently: It's time to say goodbye. Finally, let me give you a gift in return.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Dong stood up and asked Ouyang Feng softly: "Since we have the friendship between teacher and student, Zhang Dong shouldn't even know the name of his teacher."
"After that, when you travel around the world and others ask, who is your teacher, how do you ask Dongzhang to respond?"
As soon as he said these words, Ouyang Feng's laughter froze on his face, his eyes flashed with confusion, and he murmured to himself: "Who am I, what is my name, and who am I?"
"Ahhhhh, who am I! I can't remember! Who am I!!"
Dong Zhang quietly looked at Ouyang Feng who suddenly fell into madness. Even when Ouyang Feng flashed in front of Dong Zhang and scratched his shoulder with his fingers like steel claws, Dong Zhang showed no intention of avoiding him.
Let Ouyang Feng shake his body violently and keep asking who am I? Dongzhang looked closely at Ouyang Feng who was in a state of madness and his eyes were full of confusion and said softly:
"Is your name Ouyang Feng?"
Boom!
Ouyang Feng's mind was hit by an unprecedented thunder and lightning storm when Dong Zhang said those three words, and scenes of familiar past events came to mind one by one like a revolving lantern.
"I am Ouyang Feng, I am Ouyang Feng"
Looking at Ouyang Feng who was in a certain state, Dongzhang quietly broke free from his hands and walked silently down the mountain. When he was about to lose sight of the Earth Temple, Dongzhang looked back and still stood there.
Ouyang Feng.
With a smile on his lips, he disappeared gracefully on the top of this small hill.
Three months passed quietly.
In a certain yard.
"Sister, why hasn't brother come back yet?"
"Did he abandon us and don't want us anymore?"
In the yard, there was a little girl sitting on a stone bench with her legs lower than the ground. She was wearing a lotus-gray check brocade twill weft brocade skirt. She was hanging a small purse embroidered with a sika deer pattern, and she was holding a pen in her hand.
She was practicing calligraphy like a balsam pear, with her short legs dangling on the stone bench.
This was the question asked by this pretty little girl. Opposite her was a cute girl wearing a red-orange peony-patterned dress on her upper body and a gray orchid embroidered Miao brocade skirt on her lower body.
At this time, this cute girl was also holding a pen and carefully practicing calligraphy. After hearing the question from the little girl opposite, her hand movements visibly paused, her delicate brows were slightly raised, and she said softly:
"Don't think too much. I will definitely come back when I say you will come back. I believe him."
"But my brother has been gone for a long time, and there is no news at all. Xiaoyao misses him so much."
The little girl with her little mouth curled up and her legs swaying wildly was the little Lu Yao back then, and the delicate girl opposite was naturally her elder sister Lu Qing.
After listening to his sister's words, Lu Qing's expression froze, and he thought to himself: Why don't I miss that figure that has appeared countless times in my memory?
But of course she would not say these words to her sister. She just went through them in her mind without replying, and the backyard returned to calm.
At this time, the two sisters were doing the homework assigned by their husband in the yard. The two sisters were born fair. After these days, after eating well and sleeping well all day long, their skin has become whiter and tenderer.
Especially little Lu Yao, with her fair and tender little face, it seems like water can come out of her with just a pinch.
Compared with the seriousness of his elder sister Lu Qing, little Lu Yao was obviously a little absent-minded. At this time, he was holding the pen and writing incomprehensible words.
At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind Xiao Luyao: