Fu Nantian was not angry but happy, raised his head and stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Yes, I am a dog licker."
Listening to this, Yi Feng scratched his head in confusion.
"Old man, do you think licking a dog is a good word? Did you know that the woman just now didn't care about your feelings at all?"
"If you continue like this, you will only wrong yourself. No matter how many treasures you give, people may not take them seriously."
Fu Nantian's face was stern, and he lectured in a deep voice: "What do you know? You can't be too fussy about being a dog licker."
"In love, don't say who will suffer and who will not. Can love be calculated?"
Yi Feng had a question mark on his face and couldn't help but said: "But this is not love at all, it's just your one-sided idea, okay."
"You plant so many flowers, make breakfast every day, and humble yourself in front of him. What do you get?"
"I'm so touched!"
Speaking of this, Fu Nantian raised his head slightly and said rather proudly: "Once I was injured when I entered a secret realm. She asked me why I didn't bring her any treasures of heaven and earth. I said I was injured, and she even asked me to meditate.
"
Yi Feng's outlook was shattered upon hearing this.
This old man is very ill.
Old Man Fu opened up his conversation, his eyes sparkling.
"You are still young and do not understand the value of true love."
"Speaking of which, Ting'er was famous thousands of years ago for her stunning beauty. She had countless suitors, but as the years went by, I was the only one who was still by her side."
"For this reason, I have been praised by many colleagues and is known as the most affectionate person in Yunxing."
"Of course it's just a false name, not worth mentioning..."
"Actually, besides Ting'er, I also had my eye on several other stunning beauties."
"I never refuse anything they ask for, and I don't mind even if we live separately."
"So boy, do you understand now?"
Fu Nantian asked.
"Understand what?"
"You think I'm being manipulated by Ting'er, but actually I'm just teasing her."
"She has been licked by me for at most a thousand years, and I have been licking her for thousands of years."
"Everything is under my control."
Ah this.
Yi Feng almost collapsed after hearing this.
He bowed his hand to the old man and left the courtyard as if fleeing.
I had nothing to do, so I wandered around the village, planning to chat with some old men, but I didn't see anyone, and it seemed to be particularly deserted.
Yi Feng became increasingly bored and suddenly remembered the old man's previous instructions.
I just have so much free time, why not go fishing to pass the time, and maybe get some grilled fish for a change.
The more I think about it, the more I get excited about it.
Yi Feng took out a pair of fishing rods and headed straight to Green Lake in the west of the village.
Not long after, I was sitting alone by the lake fishing.
The breeze blows slowly and the water is calm.
Sitting by the quiet and clear lake, Yi Feng felt relieved and left all the messy things behind.
Facing such leisurely beautiful scenery, Yi Feng felt happy.
I couldn't help but recite poems out loud, full of unrestrained and open-mindedness.
"A hundred-foot-long clear wave opens up in a mirror, and birds occupy the green shade. Delicious food is hidden deep in the green lake, and an idle person can catch it."
As his mood changed, Yi Feng's eyes were filled with indifference, and his original intention of fishing was no longer strong, but turned into enjoying the leisurely moment.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, a sound of admiration came from the distance.
"Good poem, good sentence."
Hearing the sound, an old man wearing a bamboo hat stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
"Boy, you are quite leisurely and elegant."
After admiring, he looked at the fishing rod in the distance and smiled and shook his head.
"But what's the point of fishing alone?"
Yi Feng stood up and took a closer look, only to see that the person coming was already in front of him.
With white hair on his temples, he looks like a woodcutter, with a wine gourd tied around his waist, which makes him very chic.
Out of politeness, Yi Feng nodded in response.
"Old man, do you live in this village too? Why haven't I seen you before?"
The old man took a sip of wine and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha."
"My surname is Wei, old man. You can call me Woodcutter Wei. I have lived in this village for many years and I am an old friend of Fu Nantian. However, I spend my days chopping firewood in the mountains, so of course you have never seen me."
With that said, the wine gourd was handed over generously.
Seeing such open-mindedness, Yi Feng felt good about it and took the gourd generously and thanked him.
"I see, thank you for the wine, senior!"
Seeing that the other party claimed to be Old Man Fu's friend, even if he didn't say anything more, Yi Feng had an idea in his mind and guessed that this person must have something.
The old man claims to be a saint, so it's unlikely that his old friend has an ordinary cultivation level.
But with the wine in front of me, there was no reason to refuse.
After taking one sip into his throat, Yi Feng felt refreshed all over his body!
"Ha... good wine!"
Look at that person drinking heavily.
Wei Donghai's eyes narrowed slightly, and a bright light flashed.
The reason he came here this time was to find out how good this kid was, and then decide whether to accept him as a disciple. This was an agreement between their friends.
It is said that the inner circle accepts disciples according to their abilities, and there is a sequence. Each has to show his ability. This is the arrogance that a reclusive master should have.
But when they first met, Wei Donghai was amazed.
As a wine saint, how could the wine he brought be ordinary?
This gourd is filled with red flame brew, which contains pure Yang Dao power and is extremely domineering!
Even a few old guys have to drink according to their ability.
This guy is so good, he drank half the gourd in one bite!
I waited quietly for a few breaths without even changing my expression.