Lu Youjing suddenly shuddered in his heart!
The mountain leader's malicious eyes made him feel that he was being remembered by this burly middle-aged man.
This was not a good thing. He subconsciously looked at Li Junchen beside him, and a cute and honest smile appeared on the other side.
Li Junchen looked at Lu Youjing's questioning eyes and nodded slightly.
There wasn't much movement, and it wasn't even Lu Youjing's familiarity with Li Junchen. He didn't come out at all, and the other party nodded to him.
Li Junchen felt a little anxious. At this time, he didn't want to show off too much and didn't want Shan Chang to pay special attention to him.
Because he understood that Qingshan was plotted by him this time, and now he brought him back to Fengmian Mountain in such an almost insulting way. From the peers he had met over the years, someone with Qingshan’s ability was As a human being, this matter will definitely not be settled like this.
Li Junchen is a person who likes to observe and figure out people's psychology.
He discovered that these things were probably a trap set up by Lao Dao and Shan Chang, waiting for the three of them to fall into the trap, or they might be willing to do so.
This purpose was probably just to test the three of them.
But these are just Li Junchen's own conjectures. He has no way of knowing the truth of the matter now. In short, when he doesn't understand Fengmian Mountain and the temperament of the mountain leader, he doesn't want to come forward. Yes, the last thing is to have someone standing in front of you.
It just so happens that Lu Youjing is very suitable. Anyway, there will be no danger to his life. At most, he will suffer a little.
"Senior brother, for my junior brother, this is a good thing." The old Taoist lay on the rocking chair.
"Junior brother, I can't afford to lose. I will ask Qingshan to deliver the things tomorrow." The mountain leader stared at the old Taoist's somewhat proud face and said angrily.
It's just a little food, but he always talks to me, as if he's afraid that I'll deny him.
"Senior brother, you have really misunderstood me. Even time is not very generous. We should get these three boys on the right track as soon as possible. We cannot delay it, otherwise something will go wrong with us and we will not be able to explain it."
There was a hint of depth in the old Taoist's eyes, which was fleeting.
"Of course, you can't lack anything. I have a big family now, so how can I rely on your few things?"
This year, Lao Tao was not on Fengmian Mountain. He was busy drinking and chatting down the mountain, enjoying himself in the world!
So when he returned to Fengmian Mountain, he didn't have much food for the winter. After all, he was just a martial arts practitioner, and he was not like a god who could go without food or drink for a long time.
He also promised Li Junchen and the others that as long as they defeated Qingshan, he would help them solve their food problem for a few months.
He doesn't want to break his promise and gain weight. When the time comes, the three brats will be as skinny as a stick, and he himself is so shiny, how can he deceive others!
The mountain leader was too lazy to talk nonsense, and took out two books from his arms, threw them out, and landed in the palm of the old Taoist.
He walked out of Laodao's courtyard without saying a word, and Qingshan floating in the air followed him.
Lu Youjing breathed a sigh of relief. He walked up to Lao Dao with great joy, squatted down, clenched his hands into fists, and tapped Lao Dao's raised legs in priority.
He said with a mean smile: "Senior, what good things did the mountain chief give you?"
His eyes were staring at the book in Lao Dao's hand.
Li Junchen stood aside and looked sideways.
Sword Sutra, Knife Sutra.
A few words fell into his eyes. Looking at the words on the cover, he guessed that this should be something like a martial arts secret book, but the simple name was a bit too childish.
Listening to the exchange between the old Taoist and the mountain chief in just a few words.
He heard that Lao Dao and Shan Zhang made a bet on the competition between the three of them and Qingshan. It was not difficult to see that the final result was that Lao Dao won.
The veteran took a look at the three people's reactions.
Lu Youjing waited for Shan Chang to leave and then returned to his itchy temper.
The younger Li Junchen's eyes were motionless, probably thinking about something.
Chen Tianwen seemed to have a calm expression from beginning to end, no matter what happened, like an outsider.
The old man withdrew his gaze and stared excitedly at the covers of the books. He flipped through two books and saw that the character who created the martial arts secret book was called "Old Pedantic".
The light shines in the eyes!
He first picked up the book called "Sword Classic" over there, and under Lu Youjing's salivating eyes, he said to Li Junchen: "I'll give you this Sword Classic. You kid, study hard and practice hard."
Li Junchen stepped forward, took the secret book respectfully, and said, "Thank you, senior, for the reward!"
He returned to his original place and did not open the book immediately. He stood aside and waited for the next chapter.
At this time, Lu Youjing's hands that were beating on Lao Dao's legs suddenly stopped.
He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Senior, I have contributed a lot to defeating the mountain chief's apprentice, but why did you give this Sword Scripture to Li Junchen so easily? This is probably too partial!"
Lu Youjing turned to look at Li Junchen and continued: "Li Junchen, I don't mean to compete with you. This time, your contribution is no less than mine. It's just that I also want to learn this sword scripture."
He really didn't mean to be jealous of Li Junchen, let alone make him dissatisfied. He thought for a while along the way that he probably couldn't beat Li Junchen, but he just wanted to show that he also wanted to learn this martial arts.
The young man wields a long sword, wears bright clothes and rages on the horse, and wants to take revenge in the world. This is the dream that every young man who prides himself on being romantic and suave should have.
Anyway, Lu Youjing felt that he was the handsome young man in white. At least among the three people Li Junchen talked about, he was the most suitable.
Li Junchen wore a festive red dress and looked like a young Fuwa.
Chen Tianwen often wore black robes, and his already thin face looked even thinner, as if he was malnourished.
He is the young man in white who wants to have a good figure and good looks.
Li Junchen glanced at Lu Youjing indifferently, shrugged, and said nonchalantly: "Brother Lu, I don't care. If you want to learn this sword scripture, just learn it! In our relationship, what's yours is mine. The secret book is your secret book, take it anytime you want to read it.”
Lu Youjing was very happy to hear what Li Junchen said! I felt relieved and looked at Li Junchen, feeling a rare moment of embarrassment.
The old man stretched out his leg, kicked Lu Youjing, and scolded with a smile: "Boy Lu, you are a bit meaner than Mr. Li, but your sword-playing skills are really not suitable for you. You are suitable for using a knife, but Mr. Li is more suitable." Play with the sword!"
Old Taoists are always good at talking, Lu Youjing and Li Junchen both had dark faces, thinking in their hearts.
Are you scolding me?
It’s not like you’re praising me!
Chen Tianwen stood aside, with a twitch in the corner of his eye, thinking: Do you want to ask the seniors whether I am suitable for wielding a sword or using a knife?
