When Yan Bing walked to the old man's tent in the supply camp, the sound of artillery fire from the front was overwhelming.
"Master! Are you there? The disciple has come in!" Yan Bing stood outside the tent and shouted twice, pulling his neck. When no one answered, he opened the curtain and walked in. As soon as he raised his head, he was directly hit by
The sight before me was shocking...
In the camp, Uncle Yu Mohan was lying on the old man's recliner, chewing an apple with a contented look on his face, while the old man was kneeling beside her, holding his earlobes with both hands, looking at her with wide eyes.
…
Damn it! What’s going on!!??
Yan Bing had a look of disbelief on his face. He quickly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was that the old man was lying on the recliner, while the fifth uncle was sitting on the wooden pillar beside him, and continued to nibble on her
Half pulled apple.
Could it be that I was dazzled just now!??
Then how can you explain the guilty expression on the old man’s face!!??
"Ahem... Qihua... why didn't you say anything when you came?" The old man's tone was still full of majesty, but his eyes were darting around crazily, not daring to look at his apprentice.
Yan Bing was a little confused at this moment, and slowly approached the two of them. He looked at the fifth uncle for a while, and then at the old man. One of them was still calm, and the other was sweating profusely, which made Yan Bing even more worried.
Confused, he had to hold up his hands and explain: "Master, fifth uncle, my disciple just shouted twice outside the tent. Maybe the cannons were too loud, and you two elders didn't hear it..."
"Oh..." the old man responded, then slowly stood up, raised the tea bowl on the side and took a sip, and continued to ask in as calm a tone as possible: "Then why did you find me a teacher?"
The old man's eyes were looking at the sky, the ground, left, right, but refused to look at Yan Bing's dull eyes...
The fifth uncle on the side looked like he was trying to hold back his laughter. He tapped his feet on the ground, slowly turned his back to Yan Bing, and then started to tremble slightly...
Yan Bing looked at the extremely delicate atmosphere between the two and slowly revealed a bad smile.
I probably have a direction in my mind.
Or, the old man has been captured by the fifth uncle.
Or, the old man has something in the hands of the fifth uncle.
But no matter which point it is, the old man cannot admit it in front of the fifth uncle...
Thinking of this, Yan Bing looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Master, I came here mainly to ask for something. The city I am attacking this time is a bit tricky, and I need Master's help to solve some problems..."
After saying that, Yan Bing put his hand into his sleeve and groped for a while, but after groping for a long time, nothing came out. He still had a very anxious expression on his face and said to himself: "I won't throw it away!
??This is trouble..."
As he spoke, he pretended to search for a while, and finally slowly raised his head and said with an awkward smile: "Master, why don't you go to the handsome tent with your apprentice? My apprentice probably forgot the map there.
Already..."
"Tsk...you girl, why are you so careless..." The old man stood up slowly and was about to go with her when he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Yu Mohan with a flattering look on his face and whispered: "
Junior sister, I’m going to go to this kid’s handsome tent and I’ll be back in a minute.”
But Yu Mohan didn't look back or speak. She still had her back to the two of them, but she could be seen gently nodding...
"The fifth uncle, my niece also resigned first..." After Yan Bing finished speaking, he glanced at the old man, and then walked out of the tent first. It wasn't until he was far enough away from the old man's tent that Yan Bing suddenly stopped and squinted.
He turned to look at the old man and complained in a low voice: "Master... are you worthy of my wife...?"
Hearing this, the old man was stunned, and then his face turned red quickly, and he replied loudly: "Master, how come I'm so sorry to your wife!? What nonsense are you talking about, you thief girl??"
"Then I saw you kneeling in front of Fifth Master Uncle just now...!!" Yan Bing raised his finger and pointed at the old man. As soon as he was halfway through speaking, his eyes blurred and his mouth was already covered by the old man.
"Don't talk nonsense!!!" The old man covered Yan Bing's mouth, turned around and looked around. Only when he was sure that no one was there, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Yan Bing in a commanding tone: "I will tell you slowly after I enter the handsome tent as my teacher."
! There are many people here! Don’t make any noise! Do you hear me!?”
Yan Bing frowned and nodded...
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"Can you say it now!? Did you fall in love with the fifth uncle because he saw him younger and more beautiful?" Yan Bing started to ask the old man impatiently as soon as he stepped into the handsome tent.
The old man didn't answer. He just walked around the handsome tent twice and answered the question: "Where are Lingyue and the others?"
"They should all be chatting in Wen Miao's tent at this time. Please don't change the subject! Is it right or not!??" Yan Bing stared at the old man with a frown.
The old man looked at Yan Bing's little eyes and shook his head with a funny look on his face. As he walked towards the handsome case, he said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten who is the master between us? Have you ever talked to the master like this?
!??Furthermore, what is the transference of love? It was obviously me who had known the fifth junior sister for many years first, but we had not broken our vows at that time... Hey? Where is your teapot? Go and pour some for me.
Come tea!”
Yan Bing frowned and looked at the old man, stamped his feet angrily, turned around and dug out the teapot and tea leaves. While making tea for the old man, he said loudly: "Yes, you are the master, you are not qualified to be a disciple."
I'm just making irresponsible remarks, but I think...you have to let your mistress know at least, and be mentally prepared in advance, right?"
"No need, I've told her about the past with your fifth master uncle a long time ago, and she also said that it's okay to be a kid... Hey!? You thief girl! Why do you care so much about my master's affairs!
??Where’s the tea!! Bring it over quickly!” the old man urged impatiently.
Yan Bing curled his lips, walked over with the brewed hot tea, took out two tea bowls from under the handsome desk, poured a bowl for the old man, poured a bowl for himself, and then asked in a low voice: "Then
Uncle Master and the others... Sigh... I don't need to ask, they should know better than me about the matter between you and Uncle Fifth Master..."
"You don't have to ask! Is this what you, a disciple, should ask about!?" The old man rolled his eyes at Yan Bing, then raised the tea bowl and took a sip, then slowly put the tea bowl down and continued: "Besides, I have
I didn’t do anything with your fifth uncle, but the reason why I knelt down to her was...ah! The reason why I begged her was because I wanted to learn her "preserving appearance" technique!!"
"Ah!???" Yan Bing jumped up when he heard this, stared at the old man with an expression of disbelief, and asked in a low voice: "You... committed suicide...??"
"From the palace??" The old man frowned, and immediately remembered the "angry words" Mo Han said before, and hurriedly scolded: "Ah, bah, bah, bah! What have you been thinking about all day long?! Learn that martial arts
There’s no need to commit suicide at all!! That’s what your fifth master uncle said angrily! Do you take it seriously!?”
"profound…………"
Yan Bing suddenly understood and sat back slowly, then lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up at the old man and said with a wry smile: "That's not right, since you haven't had anything happen to the fifth uncle, then when the disciple asks you
, why don’t you just say it? You have to go through such a big detour?? There are so many ambushes!?? There must be something going on here!!"
"Tsk! Is it necessary for me to lie to you!??" The old man took a sip of tea with a wicked smile, then looked up at the tent, and said confidently: "It's just that if my teacher regains his youthful appearance,
, when the time comes, won’t your Fifth Martial Uncle be begging me all the same? It’s all a matter of time..."
Seeing the old man's narcissistic expression, Yan Bing immediately revealed a look of disgust...
"By the way...why did you find me a teacher?" After the old man finished speaking, he lowered his head and started to drink tea again.
After the old man asked, Yan Bing's face immediately showed a smirk.
"Actually, it's not that difficult. There are just a lot of wealthy businessmen in this city. I'm afraid that they will hire some martial arts masters to assassinate these generals who are my disciples. So I thought, let the master release his qi and explore the city first. It would be good for him.
Shock and shock Xiao Xiao in the city..."
"That's it? Haha, it's easy to say..." After the old man finished speaking, he gently put down the tea bowl in his hand, closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened his eyes again, staring at Yan Bing with a smirk on his face.
Yan Bing was overjoyed when he saw the old man moving so quickly, and quickly asked: "Okay!? So fast??"
The old man shook his head with a bad smile, looked at Yan Bing, and chatted...
"Oh...disciple, do you know what my greatest realization has been since I married your wife?"
"Ah???" Yan Bing was completely stunned by the old man's sudden question.
But the old man didn't pay attention to it, and still smiled evilly and said to himself: "I just regret that I didn't leave more private money for myself at the beginning... You see... your mistress took care of all my money as soon as she came in...
...Every time I spend a penny, I have to report it to her. Tsk... As a teacher, my life is very frustrating..."
"Oh..." Yan Bing nodded, then stretched out a finger...
"Ten thousand taels!!??" The old man immediately widened his eyes and was ecstatic!!
"Haha, Master, what do you want? One hundred taels... Do you want to do it or not..." After Yan Bing finished speaking, he lifted up his skirt, crossed his legs, and whispered to himself: "It really doesn't work... I'll find the master.
Bo Lai, the effect should be similar..."
"Pa"! The old man slapped the table, his face turned red instantly, he stared at Yan Bing fiercely, and said in a cold voice: "I am your master! How can the fat water flow to an outsider's field!!?? A thousand taels!!!"
"But my disciple really doesn't like being asked to raise prices... You have obviously agreed to my disciple, but you ask for money at the last moment... Sigh... Who made you my master... One hundred and fifty taels..."
Yan Bing picked up the tea bowl calmly and took a sip.
"You!! You evil disciple! You earn so many taels of silver every year, and occasionally show respect to your master! What's wrong!? Eight hundred taels!!" The old man turned his face away angrily, not even wanting to look at her.
"This is not about money, Master..." Yan Bing put down the tea bowl with a smile on his face, rolled his eyes and continued: "Aren't you afraid that I will give you too much? One day you will bring back a master's wife from outside.
Isn’t this house a mess... My disciple is also doing your best... Two hundred taels!!"
"Now you don't have to worry about me! As long as I master the art of keeping my appearance, I don't care about going to such a romantic place! I can still bring you a group of master ladies!! Five hundred taels!!!"
Yan Bing looked at the old man who exuded confidence again, laughed directly, stood up, patted his butt, turned around and started walking out of the tent...
"Hey?? Good disciple? Where are you going??" The old man was obviously a little panicked, and he stood up, trembling and ran in front of Yan Bing, directly blocking Yan Bing's path.
Yan Bing looked at the old man with a wicked smile on his face and said loudly: "Master, it's boring for you to do this... You can't block your disciple from finding the master, right?"
The old man's attitude softened at this time. He looked at Yan Bing with a smile and said in a low voice: "My good disciple, is there anything we can't discuss carefully? How much did you say just now? Two hundred taels, right!? Deal.
Got it!"
"Master, wouldn't it have been better if we had done this a long time ago?" Yan Bing continued to stare at the old man with a wicked smile, slowly took out the money bag from his arms, took out a banknote from it, and patted it on the old man's hand.
The old man took the banknote and immediately put away the smile on his face. His tone also changed back to his previous attitude, and he complained impatiently: "You said you girl, you have earned so much money, you are so worthless."
Follow your master
It's really unfilial to play such evil tricks..." The old man was halfway through his words when he suddenly got stuck... he stared at the banknote with wide eyes and shouted shivering: "One...ten thousand taels...
!!!”
Yan Bing then showed a silly smile and said in a low voice: "Isn't that just a joke with you, Master? This extra thing is my disciple's filial piety to you."
The old man silently put away the bank note and stroked Yan Bing's little head with a moved expression.
"Okay, okay, good disciple, I hope Master's love for you is not in vain!" After saying that, he turned around, wiped the tears from his eyes and left...
Yan Bingren was dumbfounded...
"Hey! Master!! Search the city!! We haven't searched the city yet!!"
Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Yan Bing with a smile on his face.
"I was so happy that I forgot about it!! Just wait!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man slowly put away the smile on his face, closed his eyes and concentrated, and released his Qi! The robe on his body moved freely in the wind!
Yan Bing, who was on the side, felt the energy bursting out from the old man's body for the first time at this moment! His whole body immediately began to tremble uncontrollably!!
Is this... the master's Qi mechanism...!?
Before getting involved in the field of marrow cleansing, the old man's power only stayed in her impression and imagination. Now, after experiencing it in person, she has a clear understanding!!
If Yan Bing's Qi is like a stream, then the Qi displayed by the old man at this moment is like a vast ocean, boundless!! Bottomless!! She just felt it for a little while and already fell into the deep
I can't extricate myself from the fear, as if I am staring into a huge abyss that is extremely dark and has no end in sight. It is chilling!
gap……
Too big!!!
As a result, just when Yan Bing was sighing secretly, the old man suddenly withdrew all his energy!!
"Teacher, Master... have you investigated...??" Yan Bing could clearly feel that her back was soaked with cold sweat at this moment! But the old man's reply shocked her even more!
"Elder Luomen Cult!! Zhuo Yansen Mu Shuo!!" The surprised expression on the old man's face at this moment was no less than that of Yan Bing. Obviously, this sudden encounter was something he had not expected! The old man suddenly woke up.
God, shouted to Yan Bing: "Master, go catch him now!! Go and inform your uncles and uncles! Don't let him escape! Go quickly!!"
After saying that, the old man's figure instantly turned into a shadow in front of Yan Bing. Only the curtains of the handsome tent kept swinging, reminding her that the master... did go out from here just now...
