Bu Fan was startled. Could it be that Song Leizi said something that made the old beggar mistakenly think that he was a disciple of Wu Xuanzi?
"Old sir, you have misunderstood. I am not Master Wu's disciple!"
Bu Fan shook his head, not to mention that he and Wu Xuanzi were not in a master-disciple relationship, but that he still didn't know what the relationship was between the old beggar and Wu Xuanzi.
They may be acquaintances, but they may also be life-or-death enemies.
If you are an enemy, it would be dangerous to rashly identify Wu Xuanzi as your master.
"No wonder!"
The old beggar murmured.
Bu Fan was a little puzzled. He didn't know why the old beggar was wondering. "Old sir, do you know Master Wu?"
"We have met a few times. Since the mayor has nothing else to do, the old beggar will take his leave. Little Vanilla, let's go!"
The old beggar's tone was suddenly a little cold, but it was only towards Bu Fan, and he was very kind to the fat girl next to him.
"Mayor, we are going back!"
Song Xiangxiang hummed softly, said goodbye to Bufan politely, and then slowly left with the old beggar in hand.
Bu Fan was a little confused.
Looking at the two people walking away, he didn't understand why the old beggar suddenly became indifferent to him.
Shake his head.
Although it is not clear what the relationship between the old beggar and Wu Xuanzi is, it is enough to know the old beggar's strength.
The plan for now is to quickly upgrade the yin-yang puppet technique.
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the other side.
"Xiao Xianghua, you said that your mayor is the most educated in your town?"
The old beggar held a bamboo stick in one hand and was led by Song Xianghua with the other hand as he walked forward, like an old blind man.
"Yes, everyone in the town says so!"
Song Xianghua nodded her honest little head.
But the old beggar shook his head slightly and whispered, "It's just an empty name!"
Previously, Song Leizi had accidentally said that when Master Wu came to the town, he had a very good relationship with the village chief at that time, who is now the mayor of the town. He also said that the two of them often exchanged poems and songs and had a very good relationship.
The old beggar didn't really believe Song Lezi's words.
Although Master Wu is only a Confucian and Taoist sage, not a saint, you must know that there are only two saints in the entire Tiannan Continent.
No one is missing.
Another person is now in charge of the Daqian Dynasty. Because of this saint's presence, the Daqian Dynasty is known as the Holy Land of Confucianism and Taoism by the Confucian and Taoist monks in Tiannan Continent.
And there are only a handful of Confucian, Taoist and sub-sages.
Although each Yasheng is not proficient in everything, it can only be said that one or two of the six arts have profound talents, but even so, their attainments in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry and poetry are not comparable to those of ordinary scholars.
Therefore, the old beggar wondered at that time whether Master Wu valued Mayor Na Bu and accepted him as his disciple.
But today, when I look at Mayor Bu, he doesn't have any talent, or rather awe-inspiring aura, and he is probably not even as good as the students in the academy.
It is conceivable that Mayor Nabu is the most educated person in the town, but his reputation is empty.
However, although Mayor Bu does not have awe-inspiring aura, he is still a young monk in the Qi refining stage.
Naturally, the old beggar looked down upon this little monk.
It's just that the old beggar didn't understand why Wu Xuanzi would stay and not only build an academy in this remote place, but also set up a spirit gathering array.
Is there anything unique about this tiny little town?
But he had been here for a few days and still didn't see anything different about this town, so he thought about waiting for Wu Xuanzi to come.
After all, Wu Xuanzi was able to establish an academy here, so he would come to the town sooner or later...
Bu Fan didn't know that in the eyes of the old beggar, he was a person with no reputation.
In the next few days, Bu Fan didn't pay attention to the old beggar. As long as the old beggar could live peacefully in the town, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
However, Bu Fan still did not dare to let Xiao Xibao go to the town to play for fear of being caught by the old beggar.
But Xiao Xibao felt that staying at home was too boring. He tried to escape from the house secretly several times, but was caught by Bu Fan.
On this day, school ended early
Many students in the classroom happily collected their belongings and prepared to go home.
"Sister Xiaoman, I heard from my mother that the stories told by the old beggar are wonderful. Should we go to the Big Sophora Tree together to listen to the stories told by the old beggar?"
Fan Xiaolian put some books into her satchel, blinked her bright eyes, and looked at Xiao Man aside.
Unlike Xiaoman's heroic spirit, Fan Xiaolian looks more delicate and gentle.
"No!"
Xiaoman shook his head.
She had also heard some people in the school say something about the old beggar, but every time school was over, the old beggar was no longer there to tell stories.
However, she didn't care much about these things.
"Okay, if Xiaoman doesn't go, then I won't go either!" Fan Xiaolian said with a fair face after thinking about it.
"You can go if you want, don't worry about me!!"
Xiaoman was a little speechless, but Fan Xiaolian listened to her words so much, which still made her feel good. At least it showed that her previous training was very effective.
"I actually don't really want to listen!" Fan Xiaolian still shook her head.
"Forget it, I have nothing to do since I went home early, so I will accompany you to listen to the story!" Xiaoman couldn't see that Fan Xiaolian wanted to listen, so she had to agree.
"Very good!"
Fan Xiaolian immediately hugged Xiaoman's arm happily.
Xiaoman didn't understand, what was so happy about this.
The two of them walked out of the school together and walked towards the big locust tree. They were not the only ones on the road, there were many students from the school walking towards the big locust tree talking and laughing.
"By the way, Xiaolian, I remember that during the last holiday, you and your mother went to the Song Mansion as guests. What happened next?" Xiaoman asked curiously.
"We didn't stay long before we went back." Fan Xiaolian said after thinking for a while.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaoman was a little puzzled. Depending on the situation, Mrs. Song wanted to bring Yang Yulan and Song Xiaochun together.
"Actually, it's all my fault!" Fan Xiaolian lowered her head slightly.
"Blame you?" Xiao Man was even more puzzled.
Fan Xiaolian hummed softly and told her about her visit to the Song Mansion some time ago.
At that time, Fan Xiaolian and her mother Yang Yulan were invited by Mrs. Song to visit the Song Mansion.
Mrs. Song was very familiar with the mother and daughter, and even wanted to adopt Fan Xiaolian as her granddaughter. This made Yang Yulan so flattered that she dared not agree, so she quickly declined.
Seeing that Yang Yulan did not agree, Mrs. Song felt sorry for a while and then asked Song Xiaochun to come out to see the mother and daughter.
At that time, there was a white cat coming with Song Xiaochun.
Yang Yulan had seen Song Xiaochun with a white cat before, so she wasn't too surprised.
But this was the first time for Fan Xiaolian to see such a beautiful white cat.
Since the little girl has no resistance to furry and cute things, Fan Xiaolian also wanted to hug the white cat.
But I never thought that the white cat could not be hugged and even scratched by the white cat.
Fortunately, it was just some skin scratches and it was just bandaged.
But because of this incident, Yang Yulan only exchanged a few words with Song Xiaochun and then left the Song Mansion.