Teng Fei and Guang Hanxue are both curious about what the wise general in their eyes, the figure Xiaofeng calls a saint in this world, will be like?
"Drive!" A clear cry was heard, accompanied by the crisp crack of a whip in the air. An ancient ox cart slowly creaked forward on an ancient road covered with grass.
"Grandma, this damn old green cow, I'm going to stew you sooner or later! If you don't obey my command, huh!"
The driver was an unshaven young man who looked to be in his thirties. If he hadn't looked at the beard, he would have been a handsome man with fine features.
It's just that her current image is unflattering. She is wearing a green robe, but the green robe is full of oil stains and mottled marks. If you don't look carefully, you would think it is a flowered robe. Her hair is all messy.
, the hair is not very long, but it has already reached the ears. The back part is casually tied with a hemp rope, and the front part is left so messy... hanging in front of the eyes.
There is a hemp rope tied around his waist, and a wine gourd is tied to the rope. The young man holds a whip in his right hand and a roll of bamboo slips in his left hand. He looks at it absently. The whip in his hand makes a crisp sound in the air from time to time.
He muttered curses, but he didn't actually slap the old green cow pulling the cart.
There is a simple carriage nailed to the oxcart. From the looks of it, it seems that it is difficult to even shelter from the wind and rain, but the young man driving the cart seems to be enjoying it. He leans on the oxcart, glances at the bamboo slips in his hand absently, and twitches twice.
The whip, and then the old green cow scolding twice for not working hard, formed an extremely harmonious picture, as if it was integrated with the world, making people feel no sense of dissonance!
An old man's voice came from the carriage: "How many times have I told you that you are a scholar, can you please stop swearing every time? Scholars have a lot more knowledge than people in the market, and you have many words to use.
Use, for example - Bi Qiniangzhi? Do you think this is much more elegant?"
The young man driving the carriage rolled his eyes and muttered feebly: "Teacher, we are practicing what we have learned and what we have done is imitating the consequences. If we want to blame you, we can only blame you for being such an unjust leader, for screwing up those of us below!"
"Hey, you're reasonable, right? You're punished by not being able to read for three days!" The voice in the carriage was very arrogant. The key problem was that he didn't feel that he was arrogant at all, he was very righteous.
The young man driving the car quickly put on a flattering smile on his face, and his voice was so gentle that it gave people goosebumps.
"Teacher, my dearest teacher, do you think this punishment can be changed to the same? You are a sage respected by all, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as a villain like me?"
The old Qingniu who was pulling the cart silently in front showed a look of disdain in his eyes and mooed twice, as if he was mocking the young man for his lack of moral integrity.
"Shut up! Do you still want to eat meat tonight? If you call me again, I will give you grass to eat!" The young man immediately changed his expression and threatened with a sneer.
"Repay vengeance with kindness. How to repay kindness? Repay grievance with kindness, repay kindness with kindness!" the voice in the carriage said with a sneer.
"Okay. Who made you the teacher? Whatever you say is what you say, but can we discuss it? Just punish me... one day, no, ten hours... no, no, let's go to five hours. Oh, five hours
There are too many hours. How about two hours? One hour? Half a quarter? A quarter? Uh. This seems a bit too much, so let’s give it two quarters. How about punishing me with not being able to read for two quarters? Teacher, you know, this
For me, it is simply worse than beheading!" The young man exclaimed in exaggeration.
There was silence in the carriage for a while, and then a voice slowly came out. It sounded like a mix of relief and regret, with very complicated emotions: "My disciples have all obtained my true inheritance!"
"Eh? Teacher, what's your tone? Why does it sound like... it makes me feel like I'm having butterflies in my heart? It's weird, as if we are about to say goodbye. I said, teacher, don't scare me!"
The young man put down the bamboo slips that he loved so much, with a nervous look on his face. Even the old Qingniu who was pulling the cart pricked up his ears immediately.
"Haha, your out-of-touch temperament is very similar to that of your senior brother Xiaofeng." The voice in the carriage sighed, and then said slowly: "It's not as serious as separation between life and death. It's just a visit from an old friend. This time, I
I have a premonition that the day of separation between our master and disciple is coming soon."
"Is it that serious?" The young man's voice was a bit harsh, and there was a layer of mist in his black and white eyes that were actually very pure.
"You are also a thirty-year-old man, don't act like a girl!" The voice in the carriage laughed and cursed: "Besides, even if we separate, it won't be here. You and I are master and apprentice, and I must do something good for you.
The way forward is worthy of your years of riding a horse and riding a horse..."
The old Qingniu who was pulling the cart barked twice in dissatisfaction, and there was a silence in the carriage: "Okay, wait for me in front of the saddle and in the back, and I will give you a good fortune."
The young man was first amused by Old Qingniu, and then said sadly: "I don't want any good luck, I just want to serve the teacher until I grow old!"
"Idiot, do you know how many people in this world want to be a teacher but can't get it? 'Everyone in the world says that gods are good and they will live forever.' To be honest, you have doubted it over the years. Why?
Is the master a person among the gods?"
"Of course I have doubted it." The young man leaned against the carriage, squinted his eyes and looked at the afterglow of the setting sun. He looked at the setting sun and the solitary owl flying together, the autumn water and the long sky-like wasteland, and murmured: "The disciple is still in his infancy.
He was adopted by the teacher, and now thirty years have passed, and the disciple has grown up, but the teacher's appearance has not changed."
"Haha, for you, my teacher...maybe he is a real person among the gods? However, even if he is a god, he still has a lifespan. Today, my teacher will tell you about my true origin.
…”
The young man suddenly showed a carefree and fascinated expression. He had inquired about the teacher's background countless times, but failed every time. Today, for some unknown reason, the teacher took the initiative to mention it.
A trace of loneliness flashed in the eyes of the green bull who was pulling the cart, and he slowly slowed down his pace so that the old cart could walk more smoothly on this deserted ancient road.
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"Is this the saint you are talking about?" Teng Fei asked with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly as he looked at Xiaofeng.
"That green cow eats meat instead of grass?" This is Guang Hanxue's question.
Xiaofeng scratched his head and showed an embarrassed smile: "Actually, Teacher, he really has great merits in this world, but in private, Teacher's character is very... ahem. Very.
Don’t stick to trivial matters.”
"Well, he is indeed very informal!" Teng Fei exclaimed with bright eyes: "This kind of gentleman is my childhood dream! I hate rigid gentlemen the most!"
Guang Hanxue nodded in agreement: "Me too!"
Xiaofeng twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself: If you really follow the teacher for a period of time, I'm afraid you won't think so. At that time, you will really understand that the Wisdom God General is really more than just a title!
Teng Fei explained to Guang Hanxue at this time: "That green cow, no matter how it is an ordinary cow, it is clearly a bull monster! If I read it correctly, it is a super-level monster in the realm of the Immortal God Emperor! It is clearly a bull monster!
It’s a bull devil!”
"Ah?" Guang Hanxue had never thought about it before. After Teng Fei said this, she immediately looked seriously at the old green cow silently pulling the broken cart on the wasteland below. With her supreme level, naturally she couldn't
It's hard to see the depth of that green bull.
After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "It is indeed a super-level monster in the realm of the Immortal God Emperor. You are right. It is a bull demon. There is no bull in the world that can be its opponent!"
Teng Fei smiled bitterly and said: "Not only is it a cow, but ordinary supreme beings may not be able to bear its horns!"
Guang Hanxue glanced at the pair of horns on the head of the green bull, and a fighting spirit flashed deep in his eyes.
Old Green Niu in the wilderness suddenly felt a chill rising from his body, and suddenly became confused. Today, first his master became weird, and then he also became weird. Why is this? Immortal
Naturally, Old Qingniu, who was in the realm of the God Emperor, didn't know. Just above the clouds above, there were three masters of the supreme peak realm, watching them silently.
Old Qingniu couldn't feel it. But the gentleman in the carriage felt it. He told his story not only to the young man driving the carriage, but also to the two strange men and women on the clouds. Because he knew that the strange pair
The man among young men and women is the one he has been waiting for in his destiny!
Don't ask him why he knows it, because he is a wise general!
"A long time ago, I warned the Eternal Lord, my master, the three heavenly kings, that they might have evil intentions. The Eternal Lord listened and believed my words, but he couldn't do it. After countless years of love,
He can't be so ruthless. Besides, he always believes that with his strength, the three heavenly kings have no chance in front of him..."
"Later, the ten great gods were suddenly attacked. As expected, they all fell and ended up in a state of disarray. Three of the four great generals were lost, and I was the only one lucky enough to escape. By the way, the God of Punishment seemed to have lost a trace of his soul.
.That incident made me understand that even if I am the last wise person in the world, I cannot see through everyone's heart, let alone calculate everything..."
The young man driving the car was dumbfounded. What the teacher said was like a heavenly book to him. If the person who said these words was not his teacher, but someone else, even if he was the king of a country,
If you say something like this in front of him, he probably only has four words to answer the other person: "It's his mother's fault!"
Yes, as a direct disciple of the saint, even if he really scolded him like this, the other party would only hold a grudge and not dare to make any resistance.
This is not because he possesses any tyrannical force. In fact, he is just an ordinary scholar. He has the strength of two arms and can never defeat any palace guard. He has this qualification only because he is a direct disciple of the saint. As a saint,
His personal disciple, he has such qualifications!
But the person who is saying these words now is his teacher whom he regards as a god, a living god who has never aged an inch in thirty years, and a saint who is worshiped in shrines by hundreds of millions of people in this world!
Will what the saint says be false? Will it lie to him? Is it meaningful to lie to him?
The young man's mind became a mess. The bizarre past events mentioned by the teacher formed a picture of arrogance and claws, impacting the young man's spiritual consciousness, making him almost feel like he couldn't bear it and wanted to collapse.
!
The young man didn't know that his reaction showed surprise in the eyes of the three people on the cloud layer.
Xiaofeng exclaimed: "My junior brother has such an excellent talent. How can there be such a talent in this world?"
Guang Hanxue said in surprise: "How can there be such a good seedling in a place where spiritual energy is so lacking?"
Teng Fei frowned slightly and said nothing. He vaguely felt that this talented young man might fall into his hands in the end. Then, he slowly opened his brows and murmured:
"As expected of a wise general, he plotted against me before we even met him."
At this time, the voice in the carriage shouted: "Wake up!"
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This chapter is very long, well, don’t be surprised, because I finally made up for all the missing chapters, and I feel like a serf standing up and singing! So I wrote four to five hundred more words.
I'm trying to write some stories that I want to write. I like Lao Mao's wife very much, so I tried to describe a character who has been foreshadowed. I don't know if everyone will like this style.
Anyway, this paragraph is not long, it will pass soon, and the battle is about to begin. Well, we are still passionate and fantasy...
Then I would like to say something secretly, if I challenge Lao Mao to spell their words again, I will definitely beat them to death, haha!
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