Impersonating?
Who dares to pretend to be a member of the literary sage lineage, especially a direct disciple? Without that diamond, who would dare to do the porcelain work? Isn’t it like setting up a lantern in the toilet and seeking death?
The scholar Bailu was just slightly startled. The next moment, he smiled softly and said, "Show me your pen."
Chen Yu was startled, and immediately took out the brush containing the true spirit of the walking dragon, and handed it over respectfully.
The scholar Bailu held it in his hand and played with it carefully, and then said to Chen Yu with a pleasant face: "Sit down, don't be so panicked, pretending? This pen was the one I used back then to repair the broken sword in this world. I mean, back then I used this pen to help the dragon walk through the water with the artistic conception of the middle reaches of the painting, but it was a pity that it failed. There is still the true spirit of the walking dragon in it, it cannot be faked."
At this point, the scholar Bailu stared at Chen Yu, smiled and said, "There must be some hidden secret in this. Please tell me carefully."
Chen Yu nodded and said: "That day, my father and I were fishing in the river, and then we met Mr. Jiang Xiaobai..."
It was no exaggeration. Chen Yu recounted his encounter with Jiang Xiaobai that day. When he mentioned that he wanted to become a disciple of Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai declined and then gave him the pen, including Going to various major academies to borrow books and take a look at a series of things, etc., all told like a bamboo tube.
Then when the dragon does evil, Jiang Xiaobai saves the green snake, enlightens the dragon, and finally rides the dragon away...
The expression on the scholar Bailu's face was as expected from the beginning, to the shock at the end, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"It turns out that Jiang Xiaobai was the one who inspired the dragon to walk through the water. As expected, he is indeed the junior junior uncle of Zhaoxia Academy. He has some skills!" Chen Qiaosheng burst into laughter.
After a while, the scholar Bailu came to his senses and regained his composure, saying: "Sure enough, my junior uncle has a keen eye. This is the blessing of my Zhaoxia Academy."
Having said this, he looked at Chen Yu again and saw that Chen Yu was still standing cautiously. He immediately said: "Why are you standing, why don't you sit down? The matter has been cleared up. From now on, you will be my little junior sister. One of the third generation direct disciples of the Wen Sheng lineage, whoever dares to make irresponsible remarks will see if I don't slap him."
Chen Yu was startled, is he so careless?
This... can this also work?
Seeing that Chen Yu was still so restrained, the scholar Bailu said: "You sit down when I tell you to, and you moan like a girl... Well, you are a woman. Sorry for the slip of the tongue. There are a bunch of gentlemen where my senior brother is on duty." We are so used to scolding those killers that we forgot about it for a while..."
Chen Yuqiao's face was slightly red, but she had already sat down, but she still asked with some worry: "Senior...Senior brother, can this be done? After all, I haven't even seen Master's face yet."
"Why not? I was saved by the second junior uncle. The second junior uncle was too lazy to teach me, so he left me to the master. We, the literary sage, don't have so many rules." At this point, the scholar Bailu seemed to be a little confused. Painful, he said: "Junior sister, please remember, our master is Master Literary Saint. I won't talk about this. You probably won't see him. We also have a senior uncle who plays with guns. This person should be in In the world of Qingning, I can’t come back for the time being. There is also a second uncle who plays swordsman. He is in Fengling world. He is a sword fanatic. He just doesn’t know how to hide in nooks and retreats. The kind of retreat lasts for hundreds of years. This is also There is no need to offend him, just know that there is such a person. Besides, it is the master. I won’t say more about the master. We also have a junior uncle. You have met the junior uncle. The third generation disciple is me and you. , Well, this is our family tree. From now on, when we travel around the world, when registering for a number, it’s fine to say that we are master and me, but don’t say that we are junior uncle."
"Huh?" Chen Yu seemed to understand.
"You will understand later." Scholar Bailu was too lazy to explain.
The next moment, the scholar Bailu's eyes shone brightly, staring at the old coachman and Chen Qiaosheng, and said in a somewhat coquettish manner: "Today is a good day, I want to marry a junior sister, how dare you two not just give me a courtesy or something?" The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but also about human relations."
Chen Qiaosheng and the old coachman looked at each other.
"I forgot to flush the toilet when I went out. The weather is sultry and sultry. I'm afraid it will be too late and the smell will be strong, so I'll go ahead..." Chen Qiaosheng looked at the drizzle outside the door and told a lie. He was about to prepare. Get away.
Scholar Bailu pressed his shoulders and laughed.
"Hmph!" Chen Qiaosheng snorted coldly, then turned his eyes to Chen Yu and said with some inexplicable emotion: "Girl, you have saved so many people in the world in your previous life, but you are so lucky that you are at your peak when you start!"
Chen Qiaosheng raised his hand and pointed at the center of Chen Yu's eyebrows, and suddenly a golden light flashed in. Chen Yu not only shivered, but also felt a warmth in his Dantian. After a while, there was a golden seed faintly in his Dantian. sparkling with light.
"Back then, Xiao Shanhe's heart planted a seed of immortality in Xiao Changhe's body, and derived this Wen Gong millstone. Xiao Changhe, a martial artist, couldn't use it, so I cut it off. It's just right to give it to you now." Chen Qiao. She said with some physical pain.
"Thank you very much, Mayor Chen, you are so stupid!" Scholar Bailu immediately said to Chen Yu with a tigerish face.
"Many...thank you, Mayor Chen..." Chen Yu immediately said respectfully to Chen Qiaosheng.
"It's considered a good relationship!" Chen Qiaosheng waved his hand.
"Boss Chen is grand..." scholar Bailu said.
The next moment, he turned his attention to the old coachman, and his purpose was obvious.
The corner of the old coachman's mouth twitched, and he took out a jet black bamboo slip from his arms and said: "This is a bamboo slip I found in the Zhao family's dragon veins, or it was something left by the ancient sages. How are you doing?" Enlightenment.”
"Haha, you are so polite. I just said it casually. I still have some virtues. I didn't expect you two to be so generous. From now on, I, Bailu, am willing to serve as your generals. Hook up the railing, I'll go up first!" Scholar Bailu said with dignity and awe.
Chen Qiaosheng wished he could slap this bastard in the face who was so good at taking advantage of him, and then turned to Chen Yu and said: "Girl, when you become a disciple of a saint, you should be strict with yourself and devote yourself to learning. Don't learn from that lineage." So shameless…”
"Eat, eat, eat and chirp. Don't you worry about the fuss?" The scholar Bailu turned to Chen Yu and said: "Junior sister, you remember, our sect's tradition should be carried forward, and I will not repay you in the world. Uncle Jiang Xiaobai's name, but his "excellent tradition", you must learn with humility and don't be lazy. After learning 30% of the essence, senior brother has found two treasures for you. If possible, please advise your uncle to make a statement Studying..."
Feeling the two murderous glances beside him, the scholar Bailu immediately stopped, and changed his tone with a smile: "Junior sister, after you finish your meal, please go away. Senior brother has something to do, so you should remember senior brother Dundun's teachings!"
Chen Yu was a little stunned, but still nodded.
However, the scholar Bailu never imagined that this "Dun Dun Teaching" would be carried forward by Chen Yu one day in the future, and he would be better than the blue, making the whole temple, rivers and lakes, mountains and mountains "change their faces when they hear Yu". Of course, this is a later story.
