Chapter 306 How did Daizong do Mr. Nanguo

Tai'an City, Xuji Inn.

The night is as cold as water.

Mr. Mingyue sat alone in the house. As usual, he was forced by the old man Tianya to practice the mysterious method every day, and ran three times every Sunday before he could go to bed.

Nine pictures of Xuanmen's magic method have been learned, and Mr. Mingyue's internal strength has greatly advanced, and even he himself feels it. When transporting, the two yang qi in the body are crisscrossed. Every time you practice the light sword, your left hand can turn qi into a sword. From the Taiyin cloud taught by Master Sikong Wuming Shaner to turn into a yin sword, and at the same time, the right hand can offer a purple flame sword with strong flames, and even the old man Tianya is surprised.

Mr. Mingyue has finished practicing tonight. He stretched out his waist and yawned lazily. He lay lazily on the comfortable bed of Xu Ji Inn. He didn't think about when he could kill demons and eliminate evil spirits like the old man Tianya, but he was thinking that money could make ghosts grind. You get what you pay for, and he didn't ask about the color ring. How much did it cost to cross the courtyard? In short, this inn is quiet and the bed is comfortable, which is simply very comfortable.

Mingyue fell asleep, and I don't know how long it took, and he heard the bang of the window in the haze.

At first, Mr. Mingyue thought that the wind was blowing the tree and hit the window lattice, so he didn't pay attention to it. Later, he suddenly saw a cold light breaking through the window and flashed over Mr. Mingyue's bed. Mr. Mingyue was shocked and quickly turned over and got up in his clothes. He swept to the edge of the window lattice. He saw a dark shadow flashed, and disappeared in an moment.

Mr. Mingyue shouted secretly and pushed the window to look out, reflecting the moonlight of the sky, but he saw the dark shadow going to the opposite daughter's wall, with rags! It is the back of the old man in shabby clothes seen in Wusong Tea House during the day.

Mr. Mingyue only smiled bitterly and secretly told why he came here? Do you want to pull yourself to catch up with the past? I still like my so-called beautiful materials and accept myself as an apprentice. I think it's just these two reasons. There's nothing else, hey! Who knows if he is a good person or a bad person, disturbing people's dreams! Mr. Mingyue chased out lazily, closed the window, and went to bed again.

The old man in shabby clothes stood on the women's wall for a long time. He thought that the young man was curious and would chase him out. Who would have expected that as soon as the window was closed, Mr. Mingyue went to sleep again. The old man in shabby clothes was secretly surprised, but smiled bitterly, then fell down and knocked on the window again.

Mr. Mingyue was about to go back to sleep, but he was woken up again and sighed. He was really haunted. He had to put on his clothes and get up again. He was so unhappy. He pushed the door and walked out of the court and said lightly, "What's the old gentleman looking for me?"

The old man in shabby clothes said in a low voice, "Shh! Come with me!"

Mr. Mingyue shook his head and said, "No! The night is long, and it is suitable to sleep and not to go out.

The old man in shabby clothes was stunned again, meditated for a moment, and also said faintly, "Is it appropriate to drink? I invite you!"

Mr. Mingyue's eyes lit up and nodded, "Okay!"

The figure of the old man in shabby clothes flashed and had already swept out of the wall. Then Mr. Mingyue chased him out and ran straight through several markets. Suddenly, he saw the old man in shabby clothes slowed down and walked leisurely with his hands on his back.

Mr. Mingyue followed up and yawned, "The old gentleman didn't do enough during the day. He didn't ask for a lot of ingots. Do you want to continue to be wronged at night?"

The old man in shabby clothes laughed and said, "I usually come to Tai'an City to drink wine and taste tea, day and night. When you want to come, when you come, who would have thought that your younger generation was really strange and didn't even have any curiosity, which made me very interested.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Just because I know that my uncle is going to ask me to do it, you are interesting. I'm very boring, so I'm too lazy to come out."

The old man in shabby clothes said strangely, "Do you know what I asked you to do?"

Mr. Mingyue said leisurely, "It's mostly that you want to take me as an apprentice, otherwise it's a pity that I have such good material and beauty."

The old man in shabby clothes nodded and smiled, "It's really smart and right, but I still want to buy wine. I always keep my word and say the best."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "It's a pity that the wine can be drunk, but the apprentice can't do it."

The old man in shabby frowned and said, "Young people don't know what's good or bad. Do you know how many people in the world are competing to worship me as a teacher? Do you think it's the old man you follow? Hey, I'm no worse than him!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Oh! It turns out that the old gentleman is here to vent his anger. You don't know something about it. Now I'm forcing me to learn martial arts every day. To be honest, I'm not very interested in practicing martial arts, but it's dispensable. Even if the martial arts are at the top and smiling proudly, what's the point? You come to force me as an apprentice again and never do it."

The old man in shabby clothes was stunned and sighed, "Young people don't know the depth of heaven and earth. People are in the rivers and lakes. There are some things you have to face. If you don't have a very high martial arts cultivation, the road will be bumpy and you can't do anything!"

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile: "Cough, I don't know what's going on. Although I don't know how advanced the old gentleman's martial arts cultivation is, whether it's my master or the unknown owner Wan Yan, he loves to change his face. The old gentleman is also wearing torn clothes and wearing a mask that doesn't smile. The martial arts must be good!"

The old man in torn clothes tore off his mask, took off his broken clothes and hats and threw them away. He smiled indifferently: "I thought it was easy to be independent after changing his appearance, which was very in line with the old man's character. Who would have thought that what you said was inevitable, hum! I won't wear it in the future. How about my original outfit?

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and looked carefully. He saw that after the old man took off his rags, he showed a long brocade moon-white long shirt, which was extremely luxurious. A smiling and childlike face was red and looked great. Only the shining eyes, although slightly vicissitudes of life, they were gorgeous. Restrained, obviously very deep cultivation, but when he looked at the prince Mingyue with a smile, his eyes smiled into a line, but he could not see the light.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "The clothes are very luxurious, but they look like old naughty children, very amiable."

The old urchin nodded happily and smiled, "So, is the boy willing to worship me as his teacher?"

Mr. Mingyue looked at the expectant eyes of the old naughty boy. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He shook his head and said, "I already have two masters. There are too many people teaching me. I don't need it."

The old naughty boy was disappointed and muttered, "It's a pity that I thought it was easy to find apprentices these days. Who knew that the master was selected with excellent materials and talent! Well, the world has changed.

The old naughty boy was so annoyed that he sighed dejectedly and suddenly said, "Young man, what's your name?"

"The prince's bright moon."

The old naughty boy nodded: "Well, Mr. Mingyue, we are tea friends during the day, and we will be wine friends later. Well, when I see you, I can't help teaching you two hands. Let's see if my martial arts is good or something good. Even if you are a wine friend, you drink with me, I will teach you two-handed martial arts. Gong is even. No one owes anyone, and there is no reputation as a master or apprentice. What do you think?

Mr. Mingyue shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate. It's okay to drink. Practicing practice is purely a waste of my sleep time. It's extremely boring."

The old urchin sighed again and muttered, "How can practicing kung fu be said to delay sleep? Do you know that those who have achieved great things from ancient times to the present, who is not the third update, the fifth update, smell the chicken dance, and practice diligently, alas.

Mr. Mingyue suddenly said, "I haven't asked the old man's name yet. It's always good to have a name for drinking. You can't call the old man an urchin."

The old naughty boy quickly waved his hand and said, "The naughty boy can't do it!" The old gentleman still sounds comfortable. I have a surname, and my surname is Nanguo. Well, just call me Mr. Nanguo.

Mr. Mingyue almost fell down. He couldn't help laughing and gasping for breath, "Mr. Nanguo! Haha, doesn't the old gentleman hear the indiscriminate allusions of the State of Qi in the past?

Mr. Guo said with a serious look, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny about? I live in the south of Linzi City, and my surname is Nanguo. It is said that those who are full of bragging are also our ancestors. What's his name if I don't call him Mr. Nangong?"

Mr. Mingyue finally stopped laughing and bowed and said, "So it is! Forgive the boy for the crime of frivolity.

Mr. Nanguo said lightly, "Those who don't know are not guilty. Anyway, you don't want to learn martial arts from me. After drinking, I patted my buttocks and left. Oh, it's such a pity to be good and beautiful!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "For Mr. Nanguo's surname, I am willing to learn a few skills from Mr. Nanguo, but I don't know that Mr. Nanguo is evil, and he is by no means a teacher as an apprentice."

Mr. Nanguo was overjoyed, patted Mr. Mingyue on the shoulder, and nodded, "Okay! OK! There are not many moldable talents like you this year. It's also a happy thing in my life to just drink and pass on credit. You don't have to ask me if I'm evil, because I can't tell whether I'm good or evil. Why should I distinguish human affairs too clearly?

Wine, cool night, market.

The universe is big in the drunkenness, and the sun and the moon are long in the pot. Before a glass of wine, it is even more difficult to tell who is drunk and who wakes up.

Mr. Nanguo and Mr. Mingyue found a restaurant on the street. They are all unrestrained and free people by nature. Naturally, the wine stalls facing the street are also very casual.

The old and the young did not avoid the eyes of pedestrians visiting the night market. They talked freely and exchanged cups.

Mr. Mingyue said, "Isn't Mr. Nanguo from Linzi? Where do you live in Tai'an?

Mr. Nanguo picked up the wine bowl and drank it all. He looked very unrestrained. He even wanted to write a few poems and said lightly, "Taishan, Aolaifeng, is only ten miles away from Tai'an City, in the blink of an eye."

Mr. Mingyue nodded and said, "Oh! Although Aolai Peak is not far from Tai'an City, it can be regarded as a relatively remote lonely peak on Mount Tai.