I don't know when, snowflakes fell from the sky again. The snow fell one by one, quietly colorful in the sky, sprinkled on the shoulders, and turned into gentle water drops.
Several people in the snow stood like puppets, especially Zhao Qing, who had a tendency to get sore in his knees and want to kneel down.
It was hard for him to imagine that the young man in front of him who looked like a playful and smiling face could actually be brothers with the old man of the Mi family!
This...even if it happened before his eyes, he didn't want to believe it, couldn't believe it!
But Mi Huaicai's next words completely shattered all Zhao Qing's thoughts. He said calmly and majestically: "Zhao Qing, why don't you quickly apologize to your uncle!"
Zhao Qing was stunned and looked at Mi Huaicai in disbelief, hoping that he had heard the words wrong. But when he saw Mi Huaicai's stern eyes, he knew that everything was not a dream, but something real. Although
All of this is simply a bit more ridiculous than the most ridiculous dream!
"Master..." Zhao Qing was a little unwilling.
Mi Huaicai's face gradually darkened, and he scolded: "Why, you don't even listen to what I say!"
Zhao Qing was shocked, knowing that Mi Huaicai was definitely not joking. The seniority of the man in front of him was probably beyond his imagination.
No wonder the other party had that weird smile when he was talking about seniority. It turned out that everything had been planned by him! Zhao Qing thought in his heart, almost biting his teeth into pieces. Isn't he digging a hole for himself?
Jump in?
No matter how reluctant Zhao Qing was, under Mi Huaicai's pressure, he could only bite the bullet and come to Wu Yi, reluctantly calling out: "Uncle Master..."
Wu Yi turned his head and coughed dryly: "What did you say? The voice was too soft and I didn't hear it!"
Zhao Qing's face immediately turned purple, like a wilted eggplant in autumn, but he could only say through gritted teeth: "Uncle Master...it was my fault just now, please...don't blame me, old man!"
After saying one sentence, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it right away!
Wu Yi then said with satisfaction: "Forget it. Everyone is young and ignorant sometimes. Since you know you are wrong, I won't pursue it!"
Zhao Qing was so angry that he couldn't say anything. He could only shrink his neck and retreat behind Mi Huaicai. In his heart, he had scolded Wu Yi thousands of times!
Seeing that Wu Yi didn't care anymore, Mi Huaicai said: "Master Yi, Zhao Wansong, the son of my fourth disciple, offended you for some reason before, and you used a silver needle to seal his acupuncture points. He can be considered your disciple in any case.
Sir, please show your kindness and spare him once!"
After Mi Huaicai said this, Zhao Qingcai realized that no matter how resentful the young man in front of him was, he was still a mysterious and powerful man who could stump himself and his master, two great medical masters, with a silver needle. Although he still couldn't believe it.
Wu Yizhen had such extraordinary abilities, but when he thought of the acupuncture points that even Long nodded his head could not unlock, Zhao Qing couldn't help but become curious. He wanted to find out immediately who Wu Yi was and how he could let his master be like this.
of respect.
Wu Yi smiled and said: "Since he is his disciple, of course I am embarrassed to embarrass him again. Then please ask Brother Mi to lead the way..."
Mi Huaicai said: "Zhao Qing, please arrange your car for Mr. Yi to ride."
After a pause, Mi Huaicai said thoughtfully: "Xiaojiu, you and Yi Shao are similar in age, so you should accompany him. Zhao Qing will take my car!"
The two cars quickly left the school one after the other. There were still many students pointing, but their guesses were obviously very different from the facts.
The car was speeding, not to mention the headache that Yu Jia and Meng Jiawan would give Wu Yi if they were sitting in the same car. Speaking of Mi Huaicai's car, Zhao Qing started asking questions as soon as he got in the car.
"Master, that kid is really bullying. Why do you indulge him like that? Which family is he from? Why is he so senior?" Zhao Qing said angrily, "As far as I know, our medical family's
My seniority is considered to be high among the three religions and nine streams. Even those people from Confucianism and Buddhism would not dare to regard themselves as elders when they meet me, so why does that kid have him?"
As soon as Mi Huaicai got in the car, he closed his eyes and seemed to be resting his mind. Hearing this, he said: "You won't forget, right? There is another branch among the three sects and nine schools. Their seniority is higher than that of our doctors..."
"Which one?" Zhao Qing couldn't remember for a while.
But after a few seconds, his mouth opened wide and his expression became extremely incredible.
"Is it...could it be that one?" Zhao Qing opened his mouth wide enough to stuff a huge goose egg in!
"That's right." Mi Huaicai nodded slightly, "It's the Wumen. They are reborn."
"Wumen..." Zhao Qing was stunned like a deflated rubber ball.
He never dreamed that Wu Yi was actually a member of the Wumen.
Among the three religions, nine streams, and twelve ancient hidden forces, the Wumen is definitely the one with the longest history. Since thousands of years ago when human civilization was still in ignorance, the Wumen has risen and stood. After so many years, although the Wumen has always been
They are all on the dark side of history, but they have never really disappeared.
It's just that the Wumen have not appeared in the past hundred years, which makes many people mistakenly think that they have disappeared.
The same goes for Zhao Qing. Although he has known about the existence of Wumen since he was a child, he has never seen even half a Wumen person in his fifties. He subconsciously thought that Wumen was just a legendary existence and even forgot about it.
Among the three religions and nine streams, there is still one such one.
Only now did Zhao Qing understand that the Wumen was not a legend, and that if the people from the Wumen didn't show up, they would definitely bring huge trouble to the doctors!
"But master... Even if that kid is from the witch sect, he's nothing special. Why should I call him uncle?" Zhao Qing was stunned for a while, still a little reluctant.
Mi Huaicai said: "Sigh... The disappearance of the Wumen in recent years has caused many people to forget some of the old rules. Let's put it this way, maybe other forces from the three religions and nine streams don't need to be too polite when facing the Wumen. It's just seniority.
Let’s just discuss each other’s differences. But our medical family was originally split from the witch sect and has a common ancestor. Should we discuss this generation separately?”
Zhao Qing was dumbfounded for a moment, then he thought that the ancestors worshiped by the doctors also originated from the witch doctors five thousand years ago. If we really talk about it, the witchcraft is actually the orthodox inheritance, and the doctors are the rebels who broke out. As for seniority,
Since there is one ancestor, how can it be possible to distinguish two generations?
"But he is too young. According to the rules of the ancient Yin forces, now only age and status are important regardless of seniority!" Zhao Qing was still a little angry, but completely forgot that he was the first to discuss seniority with Wu Yi.
Mi Huaicai snorted coldly and said: "In terms of age, you are indeed older than him, but in terms of status, it is not unfair if you call him uncle."
"Why?" Zhao Qing was confused.
"Because he is the great witch of the witch clan!" Mi Huaicai's tone was calm, but when it fell in Zhao Qing's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue.
"He is a great witch!" Zhao Qing couldn't help but look out the back window. The Mercedes-Benz was driving slowly behind. Who could have imagined that the young man sitting inside turned out to be the strongest among the twelve ancient hidden forces?
The leader of the ancient branch!
There are rules in Guyin, and those in charge are of the same seniority. When meeting other people, they are automatically one generation higher. According to this rule, it is definitely not unfair for Zhao Qing to call Wu Yi "Uncle Master"!
And if we really talk about it by seniority, Wu Yi is really seventeen or eighteen generations higher than Zhao Qing. Even Mi Huaicai's grandfather's grandfather would have to call him "grandfather, grandpa" when he saw Wu Yi!
When he thought that he was discussing seniority in front of the great witch of the Wumen, cold sweat broke out on Zhao Qing's forehead. But he still said in disbelief: "Master, how can the great wizard of the Wumen be such a young man?"
Mi Huaicai said: "I also find it very strange... In fact, I received news a few months ago that the new great witch of the Wumen has been born, but the information at that time was not very clear, and there was no follow-up news."
"When I saw Wansong's sealed acupuncture points before, I vaguely guessed that this person's techniques were similar to those of the Wumen, but I didn't expect it to be him. After my dragon nodded and failed, I suspected that this person might be the great witch of the Wumen.
.When I saw him today, he really did have the unique temperament of the witch sect, so that’s right!" Mi Huaicai continued, "I just didn’t expect that the great witch would come to us as soon as he showed up.
Home!"
Zhao Qing's expression became cold and stern: "Master, the witchcraft and medical schools have been enemies for generations. Naturally, they are going to challenge us when they are reborn. Why are you so polite to them?"
Mi Huaicai said: "This is because you don't understand. After all, the Wumen doctors are from the same origin. Even if they have fought endlessly in history. There are many records of life and death, in the final analysis, they still have to retain some incestuous feelings. Although they may stab each other behind their backs, in terms of face
No one can take things too far!"
Zhao Qing also realized that he was probably blinded by anger, so he asked such a childish question. In fact, it is not just the struggle between witch sects and doctors, but also the struggle in shopping malls, official circles and even battlefields. He smiled in front of his face and stabbed him in the back.
, what everyone is playing is an insidious one!
"Also, you can't fall out before Wansong's acupuncture points are unlocked," Mi Huaicai added.
Zhao Qing suddenly realized it and thought to himself that Jiang was still hotter. He thought for a moment and then asked: "In that case, after he unlocks Wansong's acupuncture points, should we do something?"
"Do you still need me to teach you? Since the great witch from the witch sect has arrived, how can you not greet him?" Mi Huaicai's eyes that had been tightly closed finally slowly opened, and his eyes that had been there for more than ten years showed
He said with unprecedented brilliance, "If we don't treat him well, the Wumen will think that our Mi family is too weak!"
"I know!" Zhao Qing understood and immediately picked up the phone and dialed desperately.
At the same time, in the Mercedes-Benz behind, Wu Yi finally understood what it meant to be restless and in a dilemma.
Since getting in the car, Meng Jiawan and Yu Jia didn't say a word to him, but started chatting freely with each other.
Although they seemed to be talking about topics between women, every sentence was aimed at Wu Yi, both covertly and covertly.
Naturally, Meng Jiawan insisted on asserting her sovereignty without giving up any ground, but Yu Jia was as smooth as a fly. Sparks seemed to fly between the two women's verbal exchanges, and even the driver broke out in a cold sweat.
What's more, Wu Yi, who is at the center of the struggle, is secretly complaining in his heart: "If your sparks collide with the earth, can you spare me, a mortal? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.
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