Chapter 61 Master and Apprentice Get It

However, Qiu Feng 12 flew to the demented ghost and came out of Wuzhen. Qiu Feng 12 was still unable to let go and asked, "Do you really want to take the younger generation to Mochou Valley to learn art?"

He smiled sadly: "Of course! Don't you want to worship me as your teacher?"

When Qiu Feng Twelve heard the ghost's sad laughter, he shuddered and said bravely, "The younger generation is a descendant of Confucianism. If I worship you as a teacher, I'm afraid it's unreasonable."

The ghost laughed, and the laughter was even more sad. The night sky was far away, but his voice was very kind: "Don't worry about this. Your little doll is so ignorant. I don't know that I am also a Confucian. Hey hey, I see that you are also a rising star in this religion and have good qualifications. That's why I accept you. Why don't you be a teacher? Kowtow!"

At the beginning of the twelfth year, Qiu Feng heard the ghost talking and laughing, and his hair stood up. Later, I heard his tone very peacefully. I have always heard that ghosts have always been haunted and unruly. Everyone in the northern and southern martial arts has changed their color, but it turned out that they are the elders of this religion. In un joy, they can't help but kneel down and kowtow, saying that the master said: "Master! Worshiped by the unworthy disciple Qiu Feng on December 1st.

He laughed when he saw the ghost, got up in a hurry, nodded and said, "Hmm! This doesn't count. When you arrive at Mochou Valley, you have to formally worship me as your teacher again. Only then will you have a meeting gift. I guarantee that you like it.

Qiu Feng smiled bitterly and hurriedly agreed. He really couldn't stand the laughter of ghosts and sorrow, but his words were still cordial, and his words were not as rebellious as rumors in the world.

The two walked for several miles in the night, and the cold wind was like a knife. Qiu Feng twelve couldn't help asking, "Master, we are on our way all night to find a place to rest?"

The ghost said sadly, "No."

Qiu Feng said strangely, "Then when can we have a rest?"

Ghostshou said, "Naturally, when you arrive at Mochou Valley, you can rest again."

Qiu Feng 12 said with a wry smile, "Master, where is your old man's Mochou Valley? Wouldn't it be bad if we can't walk for ten days and a half months?"

Ghost groaned and said, "Can't you suffer a little at a young age? Mochou Valley is in Lanxi, not far from Wuzhen. If we go faster, we will arrive at dawn.

The autumn wind suddenly said, "Ah! In Lanxi, I have lived in Wuzhen for many years, and I don't know that your old man's valley was nearby. Oh, I'm really ashamed that I didn't visit you early.

Ghost said sadly, "All this is predestined. If it hadn't been for my coming to Wuzhen today, I wouldn't have known that you were also in Wuzhen. If I hadn't seen you and Taoist leaders, I wouldn't have known that you are really good at it, hey."

Qiu Feng's face turned red. He remembered that he had tied a blood bag in advance and pretended to be dead with a flying knife. He was really ashamed and muttered, "I only hate my disciple's low ability, but I can't kill the crazy knife. I used my master's skillful sword to pretend to be dead, hey..."

When the ghost saw it, he patted him on the shoulder and laughed and said, "The stinky boy is brave. He dares to challenge the mad knife. Unexpectedly, he failed first. He can cheat the mad knife by pretending to be dead. Hey, wonderful! It's really smart and smart. I have the style of acting. There's nothing to be ashamed of!"

When Qiu Feng heard the twelve words, he finally felt at ease. When he was praised by the new master, he was even more happy. The more he wanted to do it, the more right he was, and he nodded repeatedly.

When ghosts saw the rise of sorrow, he chattered: "In this world, don't be ashamed of doing things. The thicker you are, the more important it is. Isn't there a saying that you are thin-skinned and can't eat it; if you are thick-skinned, can you eat enough? But whenever you do something, you can do it boldly. You must be careful about what you just want. You must think that others can't think about. Only by doing things that others didn't expect can you be biased and win surprisingly. Understand?

When Qiu Feng heard the twelve words, he had the intention of hating to see each other and hurriedly said, "What the master said is extremely. The disciples are like pulling the clouds to see the sun and win my heart deeply. In the future, they will respect the master's teachings and never care about what others say."

Ghost nodded with approval and said, "Hmm! You are the real person who can do what others dare not think and dare not do. As for what others say, don't listen to their nonsense. Have you heard of it? Anyone who can be said to be black by the stinky mouth and black in white. In fact, there is no black and white in the world. As long as you are worthy of yourself and happy, that's right!"

Qiu Feng was so impressed that he couldn't throw himself into the ground. He traveled around the world for several years and rarely met his confidant. He didn't want to worship a teacher today. His ideas were so close to him, and he was incomparable.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. When Qiu Feng 12 meets such a wise teacher, it is also regarded as a master's apprentice. It is rare for two radical people in the world to gather together. It can be said that they cherish each other along the way, and the master and apprentice are very much.

The two went all the way west, and it was already dawn. Finally, they arrived at the Lanxi boundary. The ghost said sadly, "Mochou Valley is in the south of Lanxi, backed by the Xianxia Mountains. Outsiders generally don't know it."

Although there was light snow all the way, and the snow on the mountain has not subsided, the autumn wind 12 also experienced the scenic scenery of Lanxi. There is a word that shows the beauty of Lanxi:

"Yomao He Bi enters Wuling Creek in spring. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream and huanghuang on the branches. I want to find my way through the flowers and go straight into the depths of the white clouds. I'm afraid that the flowers are deep, red dew and wet clothes.

Sit on the jade, lean on the jade pillow, and brush the golden emblem. Where is the fairy? No one accompanies me with the white snail cup. I am Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass, not for the red lips and red face, what is the long roar? Drunk dance down the mountain, and the bright moon will return.

At this time, although it is not yet spring, and there is no peach and willow green, there is still a unique charm in the snow. Autumn Wind Twelve can't help laughing and saying, "In the past, when I heard of Master's name, I thought that Mochou Valley was such a daunting place. Everyone changed color when they heard it. Today, when they saw it, it was actually located in such a good place."

Ghost smiled and said, "The world is scared by my name, but I don't know that the scenery of Lanxi is good, and the scenery of my Mochou Valley is better, which is the real Mochou at first sight."

When you see sadness, you should be the first to lead the way. The autumn wind follows you to climb mountains and mountains, and you have to work hard not to fall in the snow.

After entering the first line of the sky, I entered Mochou Valley. On the 12th of the autumn wind, I saw the ice and snow on both sides, crystal clear, and the pine and cypress covered with blue looked particularly cute.

There is a stream along the bottom of the valley, which also flows slowly under the ice and snow, looking quiet and lonely.

When the ghost saw it, he shook his finger and said, "Look! Apprentice, this is where you learn from me. You must learn to get out of the valley within a month, so you have to work hard.

Qiu Feng 12 was surprised and said strangely, "A month?"