"No! Why can't your head just spin in circles!" Pao Ding looked at Tian Ming who didn't know why, with a look of hatred on his face.
"What...what happened?" When Chef Ding said this, Tianming didn't understand the situation even more.
"Alas..." Chef Ding touched his forehead helplessly, then cheered up again, brought his head closer, and asked Tianming with a smile,
"Let me ask you, am I powerful?" After thinking about the residue on the ground, Tianming nodded sincerely.
"Isn't the sword skill just now very cool?" Tianming hesitated and nodded again.
"Then do you want to become your master and learn swordsmanship from me?" Pao Ding Tu suddenly revealed his real purpose.
This is also the compensation plan he came up with. Right, I haven't tested the second special talent for you, so I will teach you my own martial arts.
This is our chef's unique technique, which has always been passed down by a single line. I will teach you this as an exception, so I am not treating you badly!
"If I hadn't seen that you were really talented, a giant, and chivalrous, I wouldn't have made an exception and taught you this ancestral sword technique that is unique in the world. How about it? Isn't it exciting?" Pao Ding's thoughts were very interesting. Beautiful, but reality is often much crueler than imagined.
Tianming touched his chin, then shook his head without hesitation.
"You know...what! You don't want to!?" Cook Ding thought it was a matter of pinching, but he got a rejection.
This made him frightened first, and then his face became distorted.
"Why did you refuse!? Don't you also admit that I am very powerful and my sword skills are also very powerful!?" Tianming was very calm when faced with the excited fat man weighing more than 200 pounds. He spread his hands and replied innocently : "It's very powerful, but... I don't like peeling pears, I usually just eat them directly."
"You...you...you..." Cook Ding choked on this answer and almost lost his breath. He covered his heart with one hand and pointed at the sky with the other. His eyes bulged out and he stumbled back two steps and yelled,
"Do you think this knife technique is only for cutting pears!?"
"Uh..." Tianming shook his head hesitantly, but responded,
"Apples, peaches, etc. should be fine, but... I eat these directly with the skin on."
"You...can you only think about food?" Cook Ding leaned in front of Tian Ming with a ferocious expression, and asked in a resentful tone,
"This sword skill is very powerful!"
"Otherwise?" Tianming scratched his head, sneered and shrank back.
"This is martial arts, martial arts! Don't you want to learn advanced martial arts!?" Pao Ding almost collapsed. After taking another half step, he still shouted in Tianming's face.
"But this is a sword technique!" Tianming felt that there was something wrong with Chef Ding's mind, so he explained seriously,
"I am the one who wants to inherit uncle's mantle of Sword Saint. Of course I use a sword and I must learn swordsmanship." After saying that, Tianming glanced at the sharp-edged kitchen knife that was inserted into the back of his waist by the cook. .
"It's completely useless for me to learn knife skills, and... there is no hero in this world whose weapon is a kitchen knife used by cooks!" These words completely angered the cook Ding, and he couldn't help but take out his knife and give it to this brat. Desire, reached out and grabbed his shoulders, shook him crazily and asked,
"You look down on people who use knives!? And you look down on cooks!?"
"No~ there is~!" Tian Mingrang Huang couldn't speak clearly, and replied with trembling words,
“I~ just~ feel~ that it’s not~ suitable~!”
"Hmph! You clearly look down on people who use swords!" But Cook Ding didn't believe his nonsense and was still annoyed.
Tianming felt that he was in danger now, so he quickly used his identity to try to stop Pao Ding's revenge.
"I, I, am your son, don't mess around!" This sentence may be really useful. Cook Ding did let go of Tianming's hand and said to He took half a step back, with a sullen face, without speaking or making any movement.
Tianming, who finally broke free from the restraints, immediately jumped back and distanced himself. He carefully guarded Cook Ding and felt relieved when he saw that he did not move again.
"call……"
"Are you...are you okay?" Tianming asked tentatively, but did not receive any response. Cook Ding seemed to be petrified, standing there motionless, as if his computer had completely shut down.
Tianming couldn't help but feel a headache after watching it. The danger to himself has been eliminated, but the fat man's problem has cropped up again... Why is he so unlucky!
Tian Ming lamented in his heart that he had been unlucky these past few days and everything was not going his way. He walked over, pushed the chef, and shouted helplessly with his eyes downcast,
"What's wrong with you? Give me a reaction!"
"Hey! Wake up and say something!" Pao Ding rolled his eyes downwards, glanced down at Tianming, then turned around at the speed of light and rushed to a big tree. He lay down and cried bitterly: " Wow!" The middle-aged man's deep voice turned into a hoarse cry, which was quite deafening. Of course, the most important thing was that it hurt his ears.
Tianming looked at the 200-pound child who was grabbing the tree with his head, slapping the trunk with both arms, and burying his head in tears. Veins were pulsing on his forehead, and his head hurt even more.
Even with his eyesight, he could tell that this fat man who only made thunder but no rain was playing him. But he couldn't ignore the other party.
After all, he is also a rich man in the Mo family and the boss of the cooks. He cannot just let him act like a monster in front of the Little Saint's Manor and embarrass himself.
"Okay, please stop crying now." Tianming forced a smile, raised his hand and patted Cook Ding's lower back, trying to persuade him with nice words.
Unfortunately, Chef Ding just put one hand behind his back and pulled Tianming's hand away without any intention of stopping.
"Ah..." Tianming sighed, scratched his head helplessly, and finally chose to give in.
"Okay, okay, why don't I learn sword skills from you?" There is no other way, he is a soft-spoken person.
If Pao Dingfei forced him to learn sword skills, there was no way he would agree to it, just like the six commanders who tried to instill knowledge into Tianming before.
But now that the other party was treating Tianming in such a hurt manner, he had no choice.
"Really?" Cook Ding turned around faster than when he was lying down crying before, staring at Tianming with burning eyes. There was clearly no water stain on his face.
When Tianming saw this, he showed a true expression, but he did not regret it, and nodded with drooping eyes.
"real!"
"Hehehehe..." Chef Ding immediately smiled again, shaking his head and saying,
"Don't regret it!"
"Oh..." Tian Ming nodded weakly.
"Don't be lazy!"
"Uh..." Tianming hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
"Hahaha! That's great!" Chef Ding received the reply and immediately pinched his waist and laughed, feeling very proud.
Master Ben and the others all said that this kid was difficult to handle. Wasn't it easy for him to handle him? Hum hum hum… After Cook Ding felt complacent for a while, he couldn’t wait to urge,
"Without further ado, let's get started now."
"Ah? Now?" Tianming was stunned. Now that the sun is about to set, there isn't much time left. Are you in such a hurry?
But Cook Ding didn't care about that, it was more important to put this matter into effect first, so he directly grabbed Tian Ming's neck and pulled him aside.
Tianming could only struggle feebly,
"Alas... don't pull me, don't pull me!" The sun gradually set in the west and shone on Yan Lu and Zhang Liang from the side.
The two senior brothers walked on the road in silence as when they came, and the atmosphere seemed a bit stiff. At this time, Yan Lu had already met and chatted with Gao Jianli and Xue Nu. He also knew why his junior brother deliberately let him see the flaws and asked him to ask him the whole story.
To put it simply, I hope he can help. To put it more complicatedly, Zhang Liang needed Yan Lu to execute a plan for him, a plan to set a trap for the stubborn and tough uncle of the three brothers.
It has to be said that Zhang Liang only dared to think of committing such a suicide act. Although Xunzi would not criticize them too harshly even if the matter was exposed, but without mentioning his old man, it would be difficult just to go through the test of Fu Nian.
What's more, doing things like Hu Nong Xunzi sounds very unreliable, and the chance of success seems to be very slim.
With Yan Lu's character, it was impossible for him to take care of this kind of thing that was just asking for trouble and had nothing to do with the safety of Little Sage Village.
What Zhang Liang has planned, or what difficulties the Mo family has, have nothing to do with him. But they gave him a reason why he couldn't refuse - to save people, and he wasn't a gangster, but an ordinary boy.
Of course, there is doubt as to whether it is ordinary or not, but to Yan Lu this is not important, the key is to save people's lives.
According to what Gao Jianli and Xue Nu told him, that boy had a physical problem because he was plotted by the Yin Yang family when he was a child. It was very dangerous, fatal, and difficult to treat.
They had already sought help from Jinghu Medical Immortal and Taoist sect leader Xiaoyaozi before, but could not find a solution, so now they turned to the Confucian senior Xunzi.
Yan Lu knew that his uncle's medical skills were outstanding, but they were not necessarily better than the world-famous Jinghu Medical Immortal, so it was still unknown whether he could save people.
But when it comes to seeking medical advice, that's it, especially for patients with difficult and complicated diseases, they just go to one doctor after another.
There is a certain order of learning, and there are specialties in medicine. Even if you are a world-famous miracle doctor, it does not mean that you are good at all diseases.
The illness that Jinghu Medical Immortal and the Renzong leader couldn't deal with might just be solved by his uncle. It was about a young man's life. After all, Yan Lu couldn't sit idly by and ignore it, not to mention that he had seen the child before, so he finally reluctantly agreed to the matter.
Of course, this was also because Yan Lu believed that the success rate of Zhang Liang's plan was high enough before he agreed. However, there are still some doubts.
"Zifang, why are you helping to treat that young man... Ziming?" Yan Lu looked sideways at Zhang Liang and asked in a deep voice.
In Yan Lu's view, Zhang Liang is not a bad person, but he definitely doesn't have much sympathy. In troubled times and dangerous situations, the wiser you are, the harder it is to be kind. After all... the sea of suffering is boundless.
Zhang Liang put one hand behind his back, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked without answering,
"Second Senior Brother should be able to think of this answer, right?"
"In order to get closer to the Mo family..." Yan Lu nodded slightly and murmured softly, indeed he had a guess.
"So... Ziming is very important to the Mo family?" Yan Lu, a reckless young man, has heard of and actually met him. He is a child with outstanding flaws and advantages.
But... he still looks like an ordinary boy. Is it possible that he is related to the top brass of the Mo family?
In a sense, Yan Lu's guess is not wrong, but it is not comprehensive. However, Zhang Liang's answer was very surprising. He pondered for a while and then said,
"It's indeed important, but... maybe it's not just important to the Mo family."
"Huh?" Yan Lu gave a confused snort. Zhang Liang just smiled and said nothing. Yan Lu didn't ask further questions when he saw this - this kind of reaction meant that his good junior brother was unwilling to talk, or that he didn't know enough.
Then he turned to ask,
"Then why don't you do it yourself, Zifang, instead of going around in a circle and dragging me in to execute it?" Zhang Liang's plan only needs someone who can talk to Xunzi to be responsible for its execution, Yan Lu Yes, of course he can do it himself.
Regarding this question, Zhang Liang showed an impolite smile,
"It's best if this plan has nothing to do with me. After all, Uncle Xun is so smart. If I were to execute the plan myself, he would definitely notice something was wrong."
"...So you just dragged me in to be the scapegoat?" Yan Lu couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, but he also admitted that Zhang Liang was right.
When it comes to the Three Heroes of Qilu, Zhang Liang, who is ranked the youngest, is definitely the one with the best reputation, but those who are familiar with him know that this guy has the darkest heart and might unknowingly trick you at some point.
Even Xunzi suffered losses in this regard, so he was very wary of Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang did not defend himself against Yan Lu's accusation, but kept his somewhat wicked smile.
"Okay, okay, who made me lose control of my curiosity and get into your trap." Yan Lu didn't mean to care. He waved his hand to indicate that he would turn the page, and then asked him the last question,
"Ziming is a Confucian disciple after all. As long as you tell your uncle, he will definitely be willing to take action. Why bother using such roundabout methods?" Even if there is a problem with Ziming's identity, at least he is now a Confucian disciple. As long as Zhang Liang goes to see Xunzi and explains the situation, his uncle will definitely not sit idly by and ignore him.
Using a game-playing method to lure him into action only increases risks. This is not like Zhang Liang's style.
"Haha, there is a problem with Ziming's identity after all. I don't want Little Saint Xianzhuang to be too involved, and I don't want to involve Master Xun directly." Zhang Liang explained seemingly seriously,
"In this way, part of the relationship can be cleared up to some extent."
"..." Yan Lu glanced at Zhang Liang and said nothing about this explanation. After a moment of silence, he said,
"I hope it will be effective." In fact, Yan Lu knew very well that these words were just excuses made by Zhang Liang, and they were not even taken seriously.
Zhang Liang could also see that his second senior brother didn't believe it, but he didn't care. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the second senior brother has already agreed to join the game, so he won't give up halfway.
If only everything went according to plan.
