"Master, what should senior brother do? He is most afraid of thunder?" There was still no expression on Wuming's face, but his voice was full of worry.
The old man took a look at his second apprentice. You must know that he picked these two apprentices. His eldest apprentice Bu Qinghuan picked them under a big tree that was struck down by lightning after lightning and thunder on a rainy night.
He was only seven years old at that time.
But after he woke up, he had lost all his memory. The reason why he knew his name was Bu Qinghuan was because there was a piece of jade around his neck. There were only three words engraved on the jade, which was "Bu Qinghuan"
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As for the second disciple Wuming, three days after he picked up Bu Qinghuan, he took his eldest disciple fishing in Helian. He originally wanted to coax Bu Qinghuan to talk, but he didn't expect that his luck would be so good.
Unexpectedly, he actually caught a child.
But there was nothing with a name engraved on this child, so the old man didn't bother to think of a name, so he just called his second disciple Wuming.
Although these two disciples each have their own problems, one has a cold temperament and has never been willing to have too much contact with anyone. Even he, who is a master, cannot get close to them.
But the other one has facial paralysis and rarely talks. Even if he really wants to care about you, you can't feel it.
"Alas!" The old man sighed, and then looked at Wuming: "Don't worry, with Yinxue by Qing Huan's side, everything will be fine!"
"Yeah!" Wuming thought about it seriously and then nodded.
But the bad old man could see a look of disapproval in Wuming's expression.
So the old man gave a rare explanation: "Although you and Qing Huan grew up together, you were not allowed to enter Qing Huan's bamboo forest until last year, and I can't enter until now!"
"But Yinxue just came here yesterday and can freely enter and leave Qinghuan's bamboo forest."
Having said this, the bad old man despised himself fiercely in his heart. Damn it, he was such a fucking failure as a master. He was not allowed to enter his apprentice's territory.
"Does this matter?" But Wuming asked in confusion.
"Of course it does matter. Since Qing Huan finally wants to get close to someone, and that child Yin Xue will never ignore Qing Huan, so you don't have to worry, hurry up and hunt more prey, hehe, wait until that girl comes back.
She cooks barbecue every day!" As he spoke, the old man showed a proud look on his face.
Wu Ming glanced at his master helplessly. If it weren't for his nature, Wu Ming really wanted to ask, Master, do you want to become the rhythm of barbecue?
"How much?" But Wuming thought about it and asked a question.
"Hey, all you need to do is fill up your master's space ring!" The old man looked happy.
Hearing this, even Wuming couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth several times. Does this old man know how many prey he needs to kill to fill a space ring?
"Come on, come on, what are you doing here? Why are you looking at me? There are no flowers on my face, and although your master is wise and powerful, he doesn't know how to eat grass on the side of his nest. He doesn't care about his own.
Disciple, I’m very generous, and when the barbecue is ready, I’ll share it with you!”