Chapter Twenty-eight I won't let you go unless you're my apprentice
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"What is this thing? How can it come out on fire?" The old man can be considered a well-informed person, but this is the first time he has seen something that can spontaneously burst into flames, and even his voice is trembling.
, asked with wide eyes: "Could it be that you know magic?"
Magic method? I guess! Yang Yanrong wiped a handful of cold sweat and laughed dryly and said: "This, haha, this is called a lighter, a thing that can make fire on its own, it is not a magic method!"
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, with an embarrassed look on his face. He thought he had lived for more than 150 years, but he had never heard of such a thing as a lighter. He just said that the world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and there are some things that he has not seen.
It's normal too.
Yang Yanrong lit the cigarette for the old man, and sat down cross-legged like the old man. He smiled and said, "Old senior, I don't know what to call you? Junior Yang Yanrong, let's get to know each other." He extended his hand to shake hands with the old man.
"Bah!" With a sound, the old man almost dropped the cigarette rod in his hand. He couldn't spit out a puff of cigarette in time. He coughed in his throat and almost choked. The old man shook hands with Yang Yanrong as if he didn't understand. He was stunned for a moment. It was really
Weird things happen every year, but there are so many this year! You know, when martial arts people meet, they always clasp their fists and salute. Where have you seen such weird etiquette?
Sang Yuchu and Ke'er looked at each other speechlessly, both covering their mouths and snickering to see how this bad guy would deal with him next.
"Ahem..." The smoke spit out by the old man really choked Yang Yanrong, and he quickly fanned it with his hands to drive away the smelly and choking smoke. Damn it, what kind of smoke is this!
It was too choking, and Yang Yanrong choked until tears flowed out. She quickly left the old man's side.
The old man smiled proudly, hehe, we have the upper hand for once.
Yang Yanrong secretly snorted, how dare you show off such low-quality tobacco in front of me? He smiled sinisterly and took out the half-smoked cigarette from his arms.
He lit it for himself, took a deep breath, puffed out smoke rings leisurely, and glanced at the old man vaguely.
"Hey! It's awesome!" The old man slapped his thigh. This novel cigarette is really amazing. It doesn't have a bulky stem or spicy taste. It's wrapped in a layer of snow-white tissue paper. It looks like both
Beautiful and noble, one whiff of the smoke will make you feel shaken. Looking at the cigarette rod in his hand, he extinguished it on the sole of his shoe with embarrassment. With a smile on his face, he walked straight to Yang Yanrong.
Come closer and smell the scent of his breath.
"Smells! It smells so good!" The old man looked pitifully at Yang Yanrong, then looked at the half of the cigarette in his hand, rubbed his hands, and his nose could not help twitching. His expression was extremely cute.
Yang Yanrong pretended not to see it, turned around and continued to smoke. His face was full of ecstasy. This was not because he was pretending. He hadn't smoked for several days. First, he had low inventory and couldn't bear to smoke.
Secondly, the injury on his body has not healed yet. For the sake of his health, he temporarily gave up the idea of having fun. Now the injury is almost healed. The old man's dry cigarette has aroused the craving for cigarettes in his heart, and he can't bear it.
I just took out the half-finished cigarette to enjoy myself.
The old man coughed softly and said in a cynical manner: "Young man, you should be sensible, respect the old and love the young. This is what you said. If you have good things in your hand, you don't take them out to honor me. It doesn't make sense, right?" The old man saw himself.
This kid didn't even understand such an obvious signal, so he couldn't help but remind him loudly.
"Old senior! It's not that I don't give you old smoke, but smoking is really harmful to health! I can't bear to harm you, right?" Yang Yanrong counted the dangers of smoking with his fingers solemnly: "First, it is easy to get cancer;
Second, you are prone to coronary heart disease, high blood pressure, and stroke. Third, you are prone to chronic bronchitis, emphysema...".
The old man rolled his eyes, secretly angry, and thought to himself, it’s okay if you don’t smoke for me, you don’t need to make up some nonsense reasons to excuse me, right? What about cancer, high blood pressure, shit! I’ve never heard of it at all. Look.
Looking at this boy's thin body, he rolled his eyes and a brilliant idea came to his mind.
The old man suddenly beamed, danced, coughed slightly, and then pretended to be a worldly expert and said: "Boy? Do you know who I am?"
Yang Yanrong smiled to himself, glanced at him lightly, and then shook his head seriously: "I don't know!"
"You..." the old man became angry and snorted: "I am Long Xiao, and I am also the number one figure in the martial arts world!" He secretly looked into Yang Yanrong's hand and saw that half of the cigarette was almost burned out.
, an expression suddenly appeared on your face that said you were a prodigal.
"Dragon Roar?" Yang Yanrong had never heard of this name before. He thought for a moment, pretended to suddenly realize it and slapped his thigh. When he was about to speak, the old man couldn't help but burst into laughter, saying to himself, "You finally remembered."
You have become a person like me, right? Although I have retired from the world for almost seventy or eighty years, my reputation from back then is still there.
"Still don't know!" When the old man Long Xiao was secretly proud, such words came to his ears, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Yang Yanrong didn't know this name, but it didn't mean that Sang Yuchu hadn't heard of it. Yuchu was secretly shocked: Long Xiao? That's one of the four most amazing people in the martial arts world. His martial arts shocked the world, he wept ghosts and gods, and he had reached the level of heaven.
One can participate in the realm of creation. Such a big name is known to everyone in the world. Today I met such a supreme master. I am afraid that Yang Lang's creation will come. As long as this old man does whatever he wants.
She was given some tips and tricks that would be used throughout her life. She was secretly happy, and she quickly pulled Ke'er, meeting her as a junior, and respectfully said: "It turns out that you are Senior Long. Please forgive me for your neglect before.
Yuan Liang! The juniors really didn’t expect to meet you here."
Yang Yanrong was also secretly surprised. With Yu Chu's arrogant character, he was willing to be so respectful to this seemingly ordinary old man. It seemed that the old man named Long Xiao really had a lot of background.
However, who is Yang Yanrong? What kind of person has he not seen in the world? How can he be intimidated by the name of a martial arts master? Ignoring Sang Yuchu’s wink, he chuckled and said: "So, old man, you have quite a reputation.
!But what does that have to do with me?”
Sang Yuchu secretly sighed and thought, it's over, Yang Lang is usually such a smart person, why has he become stupid now? She was anxious in her heart, but she couldn't say a word to remind him.
Long Xiao gave Yang Yanrong a strange look and said in surprise: "You little kid is really interesting. When people hear my name, they all bow to me and cry and beg me for some tips. Could it be that
The little baby is not interested in my old man's kung fu?"
This meaning is already obvious. As long as Yang Yanrong opens his mouth, Long Xiao will definitely give him some pointers. However, this ignorant boy shows that he is not interested in kung fu or anything. The old god is still smoking cigarettes without even looking at it.
A glance at the old man.
Sang Yuchu hurriedly clasped her fists, made a polite gesture in the world, and said politely: "Senior Long doesn't know something, this person doesn't know martial arts! So..." At this point, she didn't know how to continue.
Long Xiao gritted his teeth. Seeing that this trick didn't work, he said harshly: "Little baby, I have never accepted an apprentice in my life. As long as you give me that cigarette, how about I accept you as my apprentice?"
"Don't do it!" Yang Yanrong shook his head like a rattle, almost irritating Long Xiao to death.
When Sang Yuchu heard the words of the two people, he was so shocked that he almost fainted. One was a martial arts prodigy with superb martial arts skills, and the other was a smart and wise rookie. If these words were spread, Westerners would definitely be shocked.
Mirror. (I just don’t know if there is such a thing in martial arts.)
Long Xiao had no other choice. He shamelessly accepted his apprentice for just a cigarette, but he didn't expect to be flatly rejected. If the other three immortals found out about this, he might as well find a piece of tofu and hit him to death. He cried with sadness on his face.
, you are acting like a scoundrel, and you have to take this apprentice in. Hum, if you don’t become my apprentice, I won’t let you go.
In the end, Yang Yanrong was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to agree to be his apprentice, but he added a condition: "From now on, if you stay with me, you must listen to me!"
This martial arts prodigy had no choice but to agree. He cursed in his heart that he was unlucky. What this apprentice had received was a huge loss.
Yang Yanrong himself also knew that if he refused anymore, he would be hypocritical, so he generously handed half a pack of cigarettes to the new master. However, this half pack of cigarettes was the only thing he had in stock.
My body aches.
When Long Xiao saw his apprentice being so well-behaved, he immediately beamed and praised him repeatedly for being such a good disciple, such a good disciple!
Sang Yuchu never expected that things would end like this. She had a vague idea in her heart that this martial arts prodigy seemed to have been tricked by Yang Lang, and step by step he entered the trap set by Yang Lang.
Humph! This shameless guy! A faint smile appeared on her pretty face at some point.
Chapter completed!