"Uncle Hong, it's really you!"
Shi Zixin had a look of surprise on his face and immediately bowed respectfully to Hong Laoliu as a disciple.
"I haven't seen you for many years, but my uncle is still as charming as ever!"
"You kid, you are still so able to adapt to the wind."
Hong Laoliu cursed angrily, then his eyes passed over Shi Zixin and landed on Tieniu, and he couldn't help but click his tongue in surprise.
"With so much congenital Qi and blood, this boy can be said to be a martial arts genius."
"Little Shitou, you have gained a good disciple."
Shi Zixin was overjoyed when he heard this. He immediately pressed Tieniu's neck and saluted Hong Lao Liuyi.
"Tieniu, why are you still standing there? Tell me that you have met Patriarch Hong."
Tie Niu bowed to Hong Laoliu dumbly, and then asked doubtfully:
"Master, this Patriarch Hong is..."
"You kid, you have really lost all these years of my teachings!"
Shi Zixin slapped Tieniu hard on the shoulder, and then continued:
"Do you still remember the peerless master I told you about back then?"
Hearing this, Tieniu subconsciously said:
"The sword divides the heaven and the earth, and the ancestors established their fists and feet. The south is missing and the north is disabled, and the free and easy movement has no trace..."
"Master means that this Ancestor Hong is the ancestor who established fists and kicks..."
"Not too stupid."
Shi Zixin glared at Tieniu and continued:
"Back then, your master traveled freely and entered the Tao through inaction. He was Patriarch Hong's long-time friend."
"I see."
Tieniu nodded naively, then saluted Hong Laoliu respectfully:
"Junior Li Tieniu has met Patriarch Hong."
"You are a good boy, much more sensible than your master."
After Hong Laoliu finished speaking, he looked at Shi Zixin with a smile and continued:
"The junior you just mentioned is my direct disciple. Do you understand that you have to call me Senior Brother?"
As soon as these words came out, a look of embarrassment flashed across Shi Zixin's face.
He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he didn't know how.
Then I heard Hong Laoliu continue:
"By the way, Xiao Shitou. I remember that your disguise skills are superb. Please come with me. I have something important to say."
Shi Zixin pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.
"What the hell, Tieniu, you should go back to Lanxiang Academy first. Uncle Hong has something to do with his teacher..."
"Also, take the time to apologize to your junior uncle on behalf of my master. Just say that my master...well, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. We are all our own people, so don't worry about it."
After saying that, Shi Zixin tiptoed and left Lanxiang Academy with Hong Laoliu.
Half an hour later,
Outside Qunfang Building,
Two middle-aged men in luxurious clothes couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they looked at Qunfang Tower with Yingying Yanyan.
"Uncle, I really didn't expect that there is such a fairyland on earth in this capital city."
"What are the themed boxes that the guests mentioned just now?"
As soon as these words came out, excitement flashed in the eyes of another middle-aged man.
"Little Shitou, you don't understand this. There are so many wonderful things about this themed box, especially that..."
Listening to Hong Laoliu's story, Shi Zixin's eyes gradually became brighter.
His throat moved slightly, he swallowed, and then asked with some uncertainty:
"Uncle Hong, is it really that little...that little senior brother who came up with such an amazing and brilliant idea? Is there something fishy in it?" 33
"If you don't believe it, just let me go and have a look."
Hearing this, Shi Zixin's eyes immediately flashed with excitement.
"In that case, let's go on a tour."
…
Three hours later,
Two middle-aged men in disguise held their waists and left Qunfang Building with expressions of unsatisfied expressions.
"Little Shitou, what do you think of these beautiful buildings?"
Hong Laoliu straightened his back deliberately and asked.
"Wonderful, wonderful, this little senior brother is really a genius. No, at dawn tomorrow, I will definitely visit him in person and explain yesterday's misunderstanding."
Having said this, he looked greedily at the card in Hong Laoliu's hand, hesitated and asked:
"It's just...the consumption of this group of Fanglou is really too high. If it weren't for your waist card, uncle, we would have spent a hundred taels of silver today!"
Hong Laoliu glanced at Shi Zixin with a smile and said:
"My direct disciple is very generous to his own people!"
"In this way, the nephew will understand..."
"By the way, Uncle Hong. My nephew has one more thing to do... I just saw that the female leader of the sect has declined, and he felt a little pitiful, so I thought... ahem, I don't know if it's convenient..."
"Boy, you are so old, can you tell me what you have to say?"
Hong Laoliu glanced at Shi Zixin with disdain, then picked up his badge and threw it away.
"Don't lose it, understand?"
Shi Zixin took the badge and immediately looked happy and excited.
"Master, don't worry, my nephew knows what's going on."
…
As time passes, another day comes.
As he was about to set off tomorrow, Yang Dong thought about going to Shangqing Palace to see Yourong again.
But as soon as he finished washing under Yao Jia's service, he heard Shu Shushu's report coming from outside the door.
"Mr. Yang, there is news from Lanxiang Academy that there is a man named Shi Zixin who wants to see you. He also said that what happened yesterday was all a misunderstanding. Please don't worry about it, Mr. Yang."
"By the way, he also said he would apologize to you in person."
Shi Zixin?
Yang Dong frowned slightly, and after a moment he came back to his senses and realized that this Shi Zixin must be Tieniu's master.
He wanted to refuse, but when he thought that a talent like Tieniu would definitely be useful by his side in the future.
Therefore, we can't get too tense with his disciple, so he nodded slightly and said:
"I understand. I will go over after breakfast."
Lan Xiang Academy,
It’s still the same classroom as yesterday,
At this moment, although Shi Zixin was a little depressed, his eyes were also bloodshot.
But he was extremely excited. He looked out the window from time to time and murmured to himself:
"Senior brother, are you angry? Why don't you come over?"
At this moment, the classroom door was slowly pushed open.
When Shi Zixin saw this, his brows jumped, he took three steps and two steps at a time, and rushed to Yang Dong.
"Shi Zixin, I have met my junior senior brother."
Clam?
Yang Dong was startled, and his whole body was stunned.
It was clear that the other party acted like an outsider yesterday, so why did his attitude suddenly change today?
Also, what does little senior brother mean?
Seeing Yang Dong's surprised look, Shi Zixin took the initiative to explain with a smile.
"Little senior brother, I don't know that my master and Senior Hong have been friends for many years. And you are Senior Uncle Hong's direct disciple, so it is appropriate for me to call you young senior brother."
"Wait a minute, Senior Hong...are you referring to Hong Laoliu?"
Hearing Yang Dong call him by his first name, a flash of shock flashed across Shi Zixin's cheeks.
The ancestor of Liquanjie was actually called Hong Laoliu by his younger brother. He was not even willing to call him "Master", and it was obvious that he was called "Hong Laoliu" very naturally.
In other words, Master Hong acquiesced to this title?
Some people died, but not completely...
