Too Bad Master Died Early

Chapter 115: narrow road

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After all, no matter how the little beggar reacted, she and Xia Zhiqi walked away.

The sugar figurine held up by the little beggar hangs in the air, like a wild flower that no one cares about.

"elder sister… "

At this moment, Tantai Meng was wearing a ragged white dress, which was different from the coarse cloth dress of the previous days. But what changed the most was her attitude, which was cold, like a different person.

The little beggar subconsciously glanced at the sugar figurine in his hand, somehow gained courage, and shouted loudly: "Sister! This sugar figurine is very sweet. You bought it for me before! I didn't lie to you!" He shouted and chased after him. But Tantai Meng never slowed down.

People came and went on the street, and the little beggar walked through it panting, inadvertently, the sugar figure swayed and hit passers-by. The crumbs of the man's clothes were sticky, and he immediately yelled: "You bastard with little eyes, rush to die? Can you afford to pay for dirtying my clothes?"

The little beggar seemed to be dumbfounded, and looked straight at the lapel of his clothes, but didn't say a word.

The man felt that he had been swept away, and raised his eyebrows: "Damn, are you dumb?" He slapped the little beggar on the face and knocked him down to the ground.

The corner of the little beggar's mouth was cracked, his cheeks were red and swollen, probably in severe pain, he lay on the ground in the smoke and wept loudly. Pedestrians around stopped to watch in amazement, Tantai Meng finally stopped, as if he wanted to turn around. Xie Zhiwei walked over quickly, hesitant to intervene, but he wanted to see Tantai Meng's reaction more.

However, he failed as he wished, Xia Zhiqi slapped the blade of Yubingjian, and a blast of cold air shot straight at the assailant. The sound of tearing silk gradually sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the clothes on this man turned into rags. Let alone the question of whether it was dirty or not, this man's whole body was exposed except for two important places.

He was startled and angry: "You shrew... Oh, it hurts—"

Xia Zhiqi's style has always been tough, before the man finished his accusation, the scabbard of Yubing Sword flew over and hit him in the face. Soon there were two bruises on his face.

Seeing that person fleeing amidst the crowd's ridicule, while Tantai Meng continued to follow Xia Zhiqi, who had hidden merit and fame, Xie Zhiwei sighed secretly. The little beggar was still crying there. He gathered up the scattered pieces of sugar figurines on the ground bit by bit, but after gathering them all up, he cried even harder.

Xie Zhiwei knelt down and said to him, "I can't take this anymore. You have a wound on your face, and tears will sting you very painfully."

The little beggar looked at him with teary eyes, and quickly recognized it: "You are not... the one with my sister..." There was blood in his mouth, and his mouth was dripping down his neck.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't bear to look at it, and planned to take him to find a place to bandage him, but he felt that there was nothing on his body. Fu E thought about it, and decided to take it to the car to look for medicine—since he integrated into this world, why did he like to meddle more and more

Yan Zhifei was sitting quietly waiting in the car, when he saw Xie Zhiwei coming back with a dirty child, he wondered, "Zhiwei, what are you doing?"

Xie Zhiwei then told what happened just now. When talking about Tantai Meng, the little beggar couldn't help but his eyes were red again, saying that when he was beaten, he didn't react much.

Yan Zhifei frowned and said, "You can't blame Miss Tantai for being unfeeling. She was displaced down the mountain, but because your apprentice escaped death, Chi Yan died after recovering her memory, leaving her nowhere to seek revenge. She was depressed and indifferent. "

Xie Zhiwei thought, it's not just melancholy, Mengmeng is the cold heroine of the original book. It was an accident that amnesia became silly and sweet, and now it is restoring nature.

Chu Zhi was rubbing his arms, and couldn't help but said: "This girl seems to have been taken away by someone. In the past, the senior came and called the senior, but now she is called the city master coldly. I am not used to it. I don't know if I can do it again in the future." All right."

The little beggar twitched his nose, and two dirty tear stains ran across his face. When Chu Zhi saw it, he was unhappy: "I know how to cry, and I can only beg for food at this point."

Yan Zhifei scolded, "Yeah, how did you talk?"

The little beggar wiped his face vigorously, stood up and was about to get out of the car, but he was hungry for a day or two, and he was beaten again just now, and started to stagger as soon as he took a step, and he was about to fall on Xie Zhiwei. Chu Zhi grabbed hold of it, and clicked his tongue: "If you really have the backbone, don't get beaten. What's the point of being angry here?"

The little beggar struggled, his cheeks flushed from holding back: "I... I can't punch! No, what can I do without food? Working as a coolie... They think I'm short and weak..." Before he finished speaking, his throat Started whimpering again.

Indeed, he was sallow and thin, like a carrot head. It seems that he is only seven or eight years old, and others feel that he is losing money when he is a child laborer.

Xie Zhiwei and Yan Zhifei looked at each other, each with unbearable eyes. Chu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said, "I'll teach you."

The little beggar suppressed his crying, and said stubbornly, "What can you teach me?"

"Fist."

The little beggar raised his head immediately, his eyes widened.

Xie Zhiwei asked in surprise: "Little brother, what do you mean?"

"Of course it means literally." Chu Zhi let go of the little beggar, and lazily leaned back against the wall of the car: "Although the bones are average, but he is young, so he can be trained slowly."

The little beggar was confused as if in a dream, and didn't know how to react. Although he was still young due to his status, from their conversation, he understood a little bit that these people in front of him were all immortals from the legendary Taoist sect. Just now he wanted to get out of the car in a fit of anger, thinking that the immortal would definitely not care about him anymore, but he didn't know that the one who seemed to have the worst temper wanted to take him as his disciple.

Until Xie Zhiwei patted him: "Hurry up and call Master."

He said in a daze, "Master, Master."

"En." Chu Zhi replied lightly, showing off his style.

The little beggar was still very imposing just now, but now he was embarrassed, rubbing the hem of his clothes, not knowing what to do. Yan Zhifei didn't have any objections, and said to Chu Zhi, "If you want to accept him, you should also give him a name."

"Oh yes." Chu Zhishi asked the little beggar, "What's your last name?"

The little beggar was about to answer, but he raised his head and glanced at Xie Zhiwei, and said falteringly, "Dan... Taiwan..."

Xie Zhiwei knew it well and didn't go to poke him.

Chu Zhi naturally didn't hear clearly: "Huh? Surnamed Tan?"

The little beggar glanced at Xie Zhiwei again, and seeing that Xie Zhiwei didn't look at him anymore, he bit his lip and nodded.

Chu Zhi thought for a while, nodded and said, "From now on, you will be a disciple of Daozong Qianyang City, and you will be called Daoyao in line with the characters of Dao."

Xie Zhiwei looked at Chen Daoyuan who was scratching his face in the distance, and felt that the name was really appropriate.

This act of accepting apprentices is purely a temporary idea, and the ceremony is also very simple, just complete the ceremony of apprenticeship. As soon as Tan Daoyao stood up after kowtowing, Tantai Meng and Xia Zhiqi came back with big and small bags.

Xia Zhiqi threw all the things into the carriage, but after throwing away, she found that there was no place for anyone to sit, so she said, "Tantai and I go to sit in the back carriage."

Tan Daoyao was originally sitting in the corner with lowered eyebrows, but when he heard this, he quickly raised his head. As expected, Tantai Meng stood expressionlessly outside the carriage, with his eyes downcast, not looking at anyone.

Tan Daoyao was not intimidated by her coldness at all, he stood up happily and said, "Sister! I will be a disciple of Qianyang City from now on!"

Tantai Meng raised her eyes and said, "Really?"

Tan Daoyao nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Tantai Meng turned and left: "It has nothing to do with me."

Tan Daoyao stared blankly at her frosty back, and after a while, tears appeared in his eyes again.

After a few months, Jinguang Zen School has changed a lot, and all the places that were originally damaged by the Demon School have been repaired. Du Sheng is very exhausted now in charge of Zen Buddhism. He has lost a lot of weight, but his energy is not bad. It seems that he is no longer obsessed with the shadow of the death of his two senior brothers.

After going through the etiquette in two steps, the banquet was withdrawn at night, Du Sheng accompanied Yan Zhifei to chat in the main hall, Qianyang City got a junior, and a group of male disciples gathered around Tan Daoyuan to talk about the Dao sect to him. Tantai Meng and Xia Zhiqi were happy and quiet, and they both went to the back mountain to enjoy the Golden Lotus Pond.

Chu knew that his arm had recovered nine out of ten in just one day and one night. He was overjoyed and disregarded dissuasion, and took a bamboo branch as a sword and gestured in front of the mountain. It was cold, and the dew turned into frost, but his forehead was sweating thinly, but he was still excited, and asked Xie Zhiwei to give him advice.

Xie Zhiwei was a little absent-minded. If the dungeon in the palace is good enough, Mu Yu will definitely take the opportunity to see him through the void with the red lotus, but there is no movement all day long.

Chu Zhi threw a stone over, Xie Zhiwei frowned and raised his hand to catch it.

Chu Zhi said with a smile: "Second Senior Brother, are you sleepy? Why are you always distracted? Even if I ask you, you won't agree."

Xie Zhiwei threw down the stone, and also smiled: "Drinking wine during the banquet, I became drowsy. Your arm has not healed yet, you still need to be cautious, go back to your room."

"Don't." Chu Zhi wiped his forehead with a silk cloth, "I have my own measure. Second senior brother, if this continues, I will be able to break the thunder within three days."

Xie Zhiwei recalled how he used to volley the air with one hand and break the thunder with the other, when he confronted Chi Yan at Yibuya. Although he was defeated, it did not damage his prestige. He is competitive, so he can only enjoy himself with a bamboo branch at this time, which is quite pitiful.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but said: "My apprentice... He really went too far, brother, I must ask him to compensate you."

"No need, isn't compensation useful?" Chu Zhi casually threw the silk cloth aside, "It's not the second senior brother's fault, so don't speak for him." Xie Zhiwei sighed: "But he is my apprentice after all. , I did not discipline properly."

Chu Zhi looked at him for a long time, then shook his head: "You are really stubborn, second senior brother, so many things happened, and the disciples are still the ones who are older than the apprentices. If it were me, I would have... Forget it, since the second senior brother insisted on mentioning He, I don't want him to pay for anything, as long as I don't let me see him again in the future."

Xie Zhiwei was terribly disappointed, and the help of the good follower in the original book was completely torn apart.

He still remembered that when Mu Yu ruled the world in the novel, Chu Zhi also got a big share of the pie. At that time, the original owner Xie Zhiwei died in front, followed by Yan Zhifei and Xia Zhiqi were killed by the Bai family father and son, and the Bai family father and son were later eradicated by Mu Yu and Chu Zhishi. Chu Zhi took over the Dao Sect as a matter of course, revived the sect, and became famous all over the world.

Now that the plot has changed, Chu Zhi continues to be his mere city lord, and even turns against Mu Xi, so he wonders if he can get a good death.

After Chu Zhi said this, although there was no change on his face, his whole mood had already been affected. He was originally a careless person, and he never took trivial quarrels to heart. But this time was different, he almost became useless because of Mu He. He knows very well that he is not afraid of anything, but this is the only thing he is afraid of.

Chu Zhi didn't say a word, picked up the bamboo branch and went back to the courtyard to make gestures. Xie Zhiwei couldn't say anything more, and continued to make gestures with him, but the atmosphere was not very harmonious.

A gust of wind passed, and the pine needles fell down, and Xie Zhiwei's shoulders also got a few. Just as he was about to raise his hand to brush it away, suddenly a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a man in white flashed out from the crack in the void three steps away.

Xie Zhiwei took a look and felt a little relieved, but then he felt a headache again. After all, someone just said that I don't want to see him again.

Mu Yu put away the red lotus, and walked over with a smile: "Master, the disciple is here."

Xie Zhiwei asked, "Is it done?"

Even he himself didn't realize that his tone at this moment was surprisingly gentle.

"Not yet, but..."

Xie Zhiwei interrupted him: "Let's go, find a place to talk slowly." Then, he pulled Mu Ku up and left.

Mu Ku raised the corner of his mouth and followed him obediently, not forgetting to reach out and twist the pine needles on Xie Zhiwei's shoulder.

At this moment, suddenly a bamboo branch pierced towards him with a whistling sound. Mu Kui narrowed his eyes, and he didn't make any movement, but the bamboo branch seemed to be bounced by something, and suddenly deviated from the track, and stuck on the pillar beside Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Zhiwei's footsteps stopped, he turned around in shock, and at the same time calmly pulled Mu Yu behind him.

Chu Zhi walked down the corridor step by step, looked behind him, his face sank like water: "You still have the face to come."