Chapter 989 The disciple of the church, the master starved to death?
When Feng Yi heard Yang Bufan's words, he smiled and shook his head and said: "Your senior sister is having a childish temper, and she still takes me as a model. It seems that she has only grown older, and her mind is still about the same as before."
Seeing Feng Yi's disapproval, Yang Bufan smiled bitterly and said nothing more.
Zhong Jun looked at this strange pair and was confused. This charming young man actually called a young master in his early twenties. What is going on?
Also, a living person like me has been standing here for a long time, and I was bullied by a ghost just now. Didn’t any of you ask me a question?
Just after this thought, she saw the handsome man turning his head to look at her. Zhong Jun was secretly happy. Just as he was about to make a delicate look, he saw the other man pointing at the man not far away from her and said: "Come, Master, I will introduce you to a man."
A good friend I just made."
Zhong Jun:???
Ignore me, a beautiful woman, and you actually want to introduce a man to another man?
"oh?"
None of them noticed anything strange about Zhong Jun. When Feng heard Yang Bufan's words, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Is the friend you just met also a member of the same group?"
"Master's guess is correct, this person is still my family member."
Yang Bufan waved to this man who looked impressive and said: "Brother Feiyun, let me introduce him to you."
Is this called Yang Feiyun?
Feng Yi looked at the other person. Well, he looked upright. No wonder he got extraordinary recognition.
Yang Feiyun walked over, and Yang Bufan pointed at Feng Dao: "Brother Feiyun, this is my mentor Feng Yi; Master, this is Yang Feiyun."
"Hello, Master Feng."
Yang Feiyun took the initiative to perform the courtesy of a junior.
He quite understands etiquette.
Feng Yi smiled and returned the courtesy: "Feifan's character is very clear about love and hate. If you can get his approval, I guess you are also a fellow demon-slayer and defender. I'm glad to meet you."
"I greatly admire Bufan's cultivation. Since Master Feng is his mentor, his cultivation must be unfathomable. It is really disrespectful to see Feiyun's eyes open just by looking at this countless rejuvenation skills."
Yang Feiyun smiled and flattered.
Feng Yi waved his hand and said: "It's just an ordinary trick, not worth mentioning."
This person is an outsider, so Feng Yi naturally won't say anything about what happened for a reason, so he can just say it casually.
A few people were chatting, and after hearing that the problem was solved, the villagers came back to watch the fun, but no one dared to come in. Everyone stuck their heads and looked inside cautiously.
"Everyone, we have dealt with those ghosts. They will never appear again. Don't worry."
Zhong Jun shamelessly took the credit for this contribution to himself.
"Are all the ghosts gone?"
The female reporter couldn't help but ask.
"That's natural. You don't know how dangerous it was at that time. I spent a lot of time..."
Zhong Jun was about to brag about herself when she saw these villagers rushing in. She waved her hands repeatedly and said: "Don't be anxious, don't get excited. If you want to take a group photo, come one by one..."
Then she saw all the villagers passing her by. When she turned around, she realized that these villagers had surrounded Yang Bufan.
"This Taoist priest is really amazing!"
"So many ghosts were easily eliminated by you. Taoist Master is very powerful."
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for taking the initiative!"
"Dare you ask me your surname?"
Yang Bufan was surrounded by people, but it was obviously not the first time he had experienced such a situation. He pressed his palm down a few times with a master's style and said with a smile: "Yang Bufan, a poor man, noticed the ghost spirit here when he passed by.
Yinsen came over to take a look at the situation, but luckily they arrived in time and no one was injured."
"So you are the number one expert in the capital, Yang Bufan, Taoist Master Yang?"
The female reporter said with shining eyes: "I have heard of you a long time ago, but I have never had the chance to meet you. I am so lucky today."
"This reporter is ridiculously complimentary. I am just an ordinary person and I absolutely cannot deserve the title of the number one master."
Although Yang Bufan kept smiling, he felt very embarrassed.
Not to mention that Master Feng Yi was standing right next to him. Even the little junior sister who had not been in the world for a long time was a bit more powerful than him. It was just that he walked around more and solved more problems, so everyone started shouting like this.
"Taoist Master Yang is not only profound in Taoism, but he is also so humble. I wonder if you have time for me to conduct an exclusive interview for you?"
The female reporter said with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, it won't take long, it will be very soon."
Zhong Jun felt very unhappy when he saw the female reporter's flattering expression. He muttered in a low voice: "This is not an exclusive interview. I think you won't refuse him even if he wants to get on the boat with you!"
"Sister Jun, what are you talking about?"
Xiaolin asked, blinking.
"It's okay, I just can't bear to see some naughty foxes shaking their heads and showing off."
Zhong Jun snorted softly.
"Sister Jun, you clearly praised such a female reporter for her discernment before..."
Another girl whispered.
"You have vision, you have vision, why don't you come and interview me?"
Zhong Jun glared.
"Sister Jun...you were controlled by those ghosts just now and couldn't move at all...I'm afraid the secret has been exposed, right?"
A girl reminded me.
Zhong Jun's heart skipped a beat. He was so focused on being unhappy with the female reporter that he forgot about it.
Yes, this time I was captured by a ghost and acted ugly, but these people saw it. How can I fool them in the future?
If this Taoist named Yang stays, my business...
Thinking of this, Zhong Jun looked at Yang Bufan with a gentle smile again, his heart palpitated, and he thought to himself: Actually, it's not a bad thing for him to stay... right?
Here Feng Yi looked at Yang Bufan who was surrounded by people and burst into laughter. He had always experienced such scenes before, but he didn't expect that this time his apprentice would steal the limelight.
Of the two apprentices, one is the undisputed number one master of the younger generation, and the other is the "number one master" who goes around fighting for justice, slaying demons and defending the law. They have both become talents. Why do I feel like I am getting old?
I am obviously just twenty this year... uh, forty, um... I seem to be fifty years old.
Well, my real age is indeed here, but I look young.
"Daozhang Feng, are you feeling a little sour in your heart?"
He Yingqiu looked at Feng Yi's changing expression and asked.
"Sour, do you think I'm jealous of my outstanding apprentice? That's nothing."
Feng Yi waved his hand and said: "The apprentice has become a talented person. As a master, I am happy for him."
"They say the disciples of the church will starve the master to death. It's normal for you to feel a little uncomfortable."
He Yingqiu grinned and said, "Who has kept you from taking action? The limelight has been stolen by your apprentice. Who is to blame?"
"You stinky boy, do you want to be spanked?"
Feng Yilao's face turned red when his secret was exposed, and he pretended to fight He Yingqiu.
"Brother Feng...er, Master."
Tang Zhan changed his name to Feng Yi with great difficulty and said, "That team just now was a guerrilla."
[Author's digression]: The work in the class has suddenly become busy recently, and the coding time has been greatly shortened and even later. Please forgive me.
