Several other people were a little confused when they heard the conversation between the two. Luo Xiaochen blinked and asked, "You know each other before?"
"That's not true." The little old man sniffed, denying it firmly.
"That-"
The little old man chuckled: "Probably, we were a family five thousand years ago."
"..." Luo Xiaochen suddenly realized, "Your surname is Nie too?"
The little old man shook his head: "No, it's the old man, I have always been poor."
Where is the logic? Everyone became more and more stunned, and felt that half of what the little old man said was incomprehensible...
Ye Zhao calmly opened the topic and said, "Senior hasn't said what your name is."
"Oh—you asked my name?" He glanced at everyone, paused for a while, then turned his head to the sky arrogantly: "I won't tell you."
Everyone: "..."
Nie Renyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and said to the stubborn old man, "Then what shall we call you in the future?"
"Just call me—" The little old man stroked his beard, thought for a while, and said with a serious face, "Master."
The little apprentice turned his face silently: his master started to be naughty again...
Everyone: "..."
chapter55
The master was mischievous. He glanced at the little apprentice who was working with a cowhide bag, and immediately put on a face of "you are swollen, so you can't wake up", and said: "Stinky boy! What are you doing stupid! Pack your luggage! You plan to carry it all the time. Are you going to live in your hands? Ah!" He said, he took off the yellow cloth bag that he straddled on the side of the pillow, took off the shoes on his feet, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and started to meditate.
luggage? Ye Zhao and the others looked at the master's cloth bag, then looked at the two small leather bags in the hands of the younger apprentice, and twitched the corners of their mouths. Those two cowhide bags can hold almost six apples, and the yellow cloth bags on the two of them look quite big, with a lot of pockets lined up on top of them, but they are shriveled and obviously don't hold anything.
Just a few things that need to be cleaned up
But the little apprentice obviously felt that his master's words made sense. With a "hmm", he put the two cowhide bags in his hands on the bed, took off the yellow cloth bag hanging from his body, and put them next to his master's bag. Then he picked up one of the cowhide bags, untied the knot of the hemp rope, and looked inside the bag. He held the bag with one hand and reached in to touch the things with the other.
He frowned, touched it for a while, took out a stack of plain clothes and put it on the bed, then put his hand into the bag again, took out two wash bags; stretched out again, took out two cups and a teapot ; then three jade pot-bellied jars, a bamboo tube with inscriptions on it, a stack of towels, six books that looked very old, six large wine jars sealed with mud, two sealed The cloth pockets, the big one still smells of fish, the small one has a grassy smell; then there are several sets of clothes that look like Taoist robes, four pairs of shoes, two wooden swords, and two metal sheaths. sword made...
Everyone: "..."=mouth=
Luo Xiaochen: "Fuck, f*ck! Little brother, are you transformed from Fatty Lan?!"
"Blue, blue, blue, blue fat man yes, yes, yes