"sieve!"
The birds suddenly swooped and rushed towards me.
Before I had time to react, the birds had already lifted me up from the ground.
Seeing that my feet had left the ground, I struggled downwards.
But a mortal is simply vulnerable to the power of ghosts and gods.
The strange bird flew me out the door, flying higher and higher. It looked like it was going to throw me to death!
I resisted the wind and tore off my short sleeves.
Fortunately, I carried a lighter in my pocket and lit it with fire, and the wind in the air was relatively strong.
The short sleeves on my hands immediately turned into blazing fireballs.
I threw it casually towards both sides, and the flock of birds was immediately ignited.
The feeling of weightlessness hit me immediately, and I felt my body fall, followed by endless pain.
Fortunately, there is a forest under me, and the branches take a lot of pressure off of me.
When I landed on the ground, I felt like my internal organs had shifted.
I lay on the dirt floor, staring blankly at the sky.
Damn, the peacemaking thing is completely ruined.
When I stood up again, I realized that the young man was long gone.
"Buzz buzz..."
At this time, a vibration sounded from my pocket. I took out my phone and saw that it was Chen Jiayan.
Her cheerful voice came from the phone: "I'll go back tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, I immediately sat up and said, "Don't come back yet."
These words made Chen Jiayan immediately suspicious and kept asking questions.
And I have already thought about it, I will never let her know about this.
Although Chen Jiayan is introverted, she would definitely not step back if she knew someone from the Lu Ban Sect came to her.
I have already learned the methods of Lu Banmen, and there is no way I can involve her.
It took me a lot of deception to fool Chen Jiayan.
However, this kind of thing is bound to not be hidden for long.
I have to resolve this matter completely before Chen Jiayan comes back.
The next morning, I ignored Liu Shan's camera-like gaze and went straight to Anyang Bridge.
Uncle Ya was sitting in the middle of the hall, the table in front of him covered with dark green velvet.
A piece of wood and a fan were all his belongings.
However, he did not open a book today.
When I got to the door, I bowed through the door and then strode in.
Uncle Ya straightened his back and adjusted his glasses with one hand.
"Yesterday didn't go well, did it?"
"You know everything?"
Uncle Ya smiled calmly: "I don't know what happened last night."
"But you have a hurried look and a hasty step. You can tell the result of yesterday at a glance."
really.
He has been playing on the ground for more than fifty years, and has already developed a good ability to read people.
For such people, don't try to hide anything.
Simply, I spread it out directly.
After hearing this, Uncle Ya's face was no longer calm.
An inexplicable expression gradually appeared on his face.
After a long while, he slowly said: "You broke the Lu Ban Sect's method earlier, this is considered a mistake."
"Serving a guest with half a bowl of tea last night was simply humiliating him!"
These words simply added fuel to the fire for me.
I can't wait to kill this bastard Liu Shan!
I was still a little unwilling to give up: "Uncle Ya, I really don't want to make enemies."
"Wow"
Uncle Ya shook off his fan and asked, "When Wang Ju wanted to get rid of you, I kept you alive. Do you know why?"
I don't know how he mentioned this.
"Uncle Ya made it clear."
He waved his fan lightly: "I am a storyteller, and what I value most is my sharp tongue."
"When we were at the Changchun Meeting, so many people came over us, and you saved the lives of the three of you with your clever words."
"Your mouth is a good storyteller."
I seem to know what Uncle Ya means.
At this time, Uncle Ya gently took off his eyes, revealing a pair of white eyes.
I didn't expect that he was really blind.
"Click"
Uncle Ya put down his sunglasses gently: "How about you inherit my mantle."
really.
I got it right!
I immediately cupped my hands and clasped my fists, leaned forward and bowed first: "Thank you, Uncle Ya, for watching, but..."
"First of all, I have a master, so I can't abandon my master. Secondly, if I don't have this ambition, I'm afraid of humiliating my legacy."
Uncle Ya sighed heavily: "In the past, when the two countries were fighting, the important thing was to have a good reputation."
"If you were my disciple, it would be reasonable for me to stand up for you."
After that, he put his glasses back on: "But asking me to stand up for someone I don't want to do seems a bit redundant."
At this point, I understand everything.
Uncle Ya should have a way to help me make things smooth.
But the problem is, you want me to be a storyteller. Doesn’t this sound too ridiculous?
