Chapter 302 The petty prince and Lu Xuan are of the same lineage
Senior Brother Zhang, you are so brave!
Lu Xuan looked extremely strange and coughed violently, causing Ao Xianzhi and Zhang Liang to look at him in surprise.
Ao Xianzhi blinked and said worriedly:
"Old uncle, this is your son? He doesn't look in good health."
The old farmer has fun:
"It's my son. Why don't you come to Mount Tai to stay with me? This brat is in good health. He probably caught a cold because he slept without a quilt last night. After all, it's very windy on the mountain."
"I see."
Ao Xianzhi nodded, without thinking much, and smiled generously:
"Brother, my name is Shui Ning, and this is Zhang Liang. We all live near the foot of the mountain."
"Okay, okay."
Lu Xuan adjusted his face and smiled as innocently as a farmer:
"My name is Li Xuan. Just like what my father said, I took the time to come and accompany him."
"Brother Li." Zhang Liang crossed his fists and grinned at Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan responded with a brighter smile.
A farmer, a farmer, just smiled at each other like this. Ao Xianzhi shook his head, and then he seemed to remember something and put a bag of tea on the table.
She said:
"Old uncle, A-Liang and I made a special trip to bring this to you. Thinking that you like to drink tea, A-Liang spent a lot of time choosing it in the market!"
"Oh, thank you very much. I'm interested, I'm interested!" The old farmer laughed and immediately greeted:
"Xiaoxuan, go get me two bowls of herbal tea!"
Before Lu Xuan could respond, Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, thinking what a coincidence, thinking of his junior brother.
One is Lu Xuan and the other is Li Xuan.
He smiled and said:
"Come on, old uncle, let Brother Li have a good rest. I think he has just finished plowing the fields. Ah Shui and I will do it ourselves!"
"That's alright. The teapot is at the corner of the back room. It's the same place. You can go get it yourself."
Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi responded with a smile and entered the back room.
After the two walked in, the old farmer smiled and turned his head:
"You said we were acquaintances, right?"
Lu Xuan responded with a wry smile.
One is a disciple of Taishang's lineage, his own senior brother, and the other is the direct daughter of Beihai Dragon King, a great level true dragon
As a result, one pretended to be a farmer and the other pretended to be a village girl, hiding the truth from each other.
He couldn't help but shook his head, but his expression softened a little. This was not impossible.
Senior Brother Zhang said back then that apart from the light of the Daomen and the peace of the world, what he wanted was to find a woman he admired and live leisurely in the countryside.
Good.
Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi each took out a bowl of herbal tea at this time. The former took a big sip, wiped his mouth, and said happily:
"Old uncle, it must be your herbal tea. It can dispel the heat and reduce the fire, bring peace and tranquility. What a good thing! What a good thing!"
After a pause, he smacked his lips and said again:
"It stands to reason that this tea is collected from Mount Tai, right? It should be considered very good and impressive. How come your hair still doesn't grow after drinking it for so long?"
As he said this, Zhang Liang was cheerful and wanted to pick the old farmer's hemp hat, but Ao Xianzhi slapped him and stopped him, and said angrily:
"A-Liang, you are neither old nor young!"
"Oh, what do you know? Old uncle and I have been friends for years!"
The old farmer is smiling but not smiling:
"Okay, good friends."
Lu Xuan shrank his neck, having a premonition that Senior Brother Zhang would suffer disaster in the future.
At this time, with his beloved by his side, Zhang Liang was in a good mood and temporarily put aside his worries, and joked:
"Old uncle, I see we have hit it off, why don't we become brothers? Well, in this case, Brother Li, you have to call me uncle!"
The eyes of the old farmer and Lu Xuan became dangerous.
Lu Xuan was speechless as he watched Senior Brother Zhang crazily seeking death. He silently made a note to Senior Brother Zhang and said cheerfully as if he were just watching the fun:
"I have no objection, as long as my dad agrees!"
The old farmer smiled broadly:
"Thank you."
Zhang Liang suddenly felt a chill behind his back and looked around suspiciously for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Ao Xianzhi beside him said angrily:
"A-Liang, you're almost done. If you keep messing around, I'll go down the mountain!"
"Hey, just kidding, just kidding." Zhang Liang resumed his straightforward manner and scratched his head:
"Okay, old uncle won't mind."
"I don't mind, I don't mind." The old farmer still smiled broadly and gently swayed his cattail leaf fan.
Ao Xianzhi pulled up two chairs and sat down side by side with Zhang Liang. The four of them chatted for a long time, talking about whatever they thought of.
During this period, Ao Xianzhi went to make herbal tea again and gave several people a bowl. On the way, she briefly cleaned the thatched house and swept away a lot of dust.
Lu Xuan nodded imperceptibly, knowing in his mind that this little dragon girl with a arrogant temper had a good temperament, and she was probably very lucky.
As for talent, bones, etc., as a pure-blood true dragon, no matter how bad it is, it can't be any worse. It's not impossible to accept him as a disciple.
The key is
A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face. If the little dragon girl called him master, what should senior brother Zhang call him?
When we get married, the master can hold the position of "high hall". When the time comes.
He couldn't help but laugh, causing Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi to look curiously.
After chatting for a while,
Seeing the big sun gradually tilting, Ao Xianzhi smiled and said:
"It's almost time. A-Liang and I will go to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset. Do Uncle and Brother Li want to go?"
"Forget it, I'm old and can't climb the mountain anymore." The old farmer smiled and waved his hand.
Lu Xuan also shook his head and said:
"I won't go. I'll stay with dad for a while."
"Sure." Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi didn't say much, they all bowed their hands and said goodbye.
Before leaving, Ao Xianzhi smiled and waved:
"Old uncle, if this tea is not bad, I will bring you more next time!"
"become."
After the two of them went up the mountain, the old farmer's face darkened. He took off his bamboo hat and touched his head. The sparse hair on his head became thicker.
Lu Xuan felt a warning sign:
"Teacher, you want to"
The old farmer laughed twice and said nothing. The laughter made Lu Xuan shrink his neck.
At the same moment, he was shocked to realize that the past history was changing!
In my memory, in the spring and autumn years, in the guarding room, the old man was whipping himself and Senior Brother Zhang who was far away with a ruler. Originally, each of them was beaten three times, but this time.
This time, in Lu Xuan's original memory, the old Taoist suddenly sneered:
"Thinning hair, right?"
He pumped into the void three more times, and the screams of a certain man named Zhang rang out three more times.
"You're welcome, right?"
In the shouzang room, the old Taoist whipped him three more times, and the pained cries from far away became even more shrill.
"No big or small, right?"
I noticed that in the past memories, the old man still wanted to smoke,
Qin Dynasty Taishan, Lu Xuan said quickly:
"Teacher, after nine strokes, it's almost done, almost done."
The old farmer glanced at him and snorted angrily. In the past history, the old farmer finally put down his ruler.
In the thatched house, the old farmer took a sip of herbal tea and hummed:
"Xiao Xuan, you can't imitate your senior brother Zhang. He's so old, he's not cool at all."
Lu Xuan smiled bitterly and shrank his neck again.
He suddenly remembered what his mother-in-law had said.
"Those three masters of yours are all good at everything, but each one is more narrow-minded than the other!"
Your Majesty, you will not deceive me!
………………
The top of Mount Tai.
Zhang Liang and Ao Xianzhi leaned against each other under the tree, quietly watching the sun set in the sky and watching the fiery red sunset covering the sky in layers.
"It's so beautiful."
Ao Xianzhi leaned on Zhang Liang and said dreamily.
Finally, she seemed to remember something, turned her head and flashed her big eyes:
"A Liang, when will we get married?"
Zhang Liang trembled slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes. He suppressed it immediately and said with a forced smile:
"Next year, next spring."
"we have a deal!"
A bright smile appeared on Ao Xianzhi's face, but her expression also became sad.
After a long time, when the sunset above her head was at its most brilliant, she whispered again:
"A-Liang, is there anything that is most unforgettable in your life?"
Zhang Liang thought for a while, shook his head, but suddenly nodded again, gritted his teeth and said:
"The most unforgettable thing? Hehe, let me tell you, when I was a child in Luoyang, my teacher once slapped me nine times for no reason. Nine times!"
Ao Xianzhi covered her mouth and smiled:
"Why are you so petty? Didn't you just hit me nine times with a ruler?"
"You don't understand, you don't understand"
Zhang Liang's face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he unconsciously remembered what happened in his previous life. His teacher inexplicably dropped a nine-ring ruler from the distant void.
The pain that penetrates deep into the soul is far better than the pain of being beheaded by Duke Huan of Qi, a thousand times better!
Even thinking about it now, he still felt a dull pain deep in his soul.
Zhang Liang gritted his teeth:
"Ah Shui, don't look at it. It's just nine strokes of the ruler. Some bad old men can be ruthless."
After a pause, he said impassionedly:
"I will never forget these twelve strokes of the ruler in my life!"
"Okay, okay, why did I slap you twelve times? Should I give you a blowjob?" Ao Xianzhi covered her mouth and snickered.
At this time, outside the thatched house.
Lu Xuan blinked:
"Teacher, why did you hit me three more times?"
The old farmer smiled with a smile, and his eyes were dangerous:
"I've become a bad old man, what's the matter with three more lashes?"
Lu Xuan shrank his head and remained silent, not daring to touch the teacher's brow, for fear that he would also be slapped twice by the ruler.
Even though he has now attained the highest level of immortality, he doesn't want to experience that feeling again!
In silence, Lu Xuan suddenly felt something, and a mysterious light flashed in his eyes. His [Shape Aperture] was slightly opened, and he sat and looked at the nine heavens and ten earths, and said happily:
"Senior Brother Zhang's father-in-law is looking for trouble, no, that's not right."
He frowned, and the [Shape Aperture] encompassed the whole world, and saw a familiar figure.
It sounds familiar, but the aura on his body is not quite right.
"Interesting." Lu Xuan was thoughtful.
The old farmer on the side yawned:
"Then the bastard's calamity is coming. I don't care about it. Do you care about it?"
Lu Xuan said shyly:
"As a junior fellow student, I should be in charge. I shouldn't violate the rules of the sect, right?"
"No violation." The old farmer rolled his eyes and said disgustedly: "Okay, you can go and deal with it. After that, go and do your own thing. Don't disturb my leisure."
Lu Xuan scratched his head and said cautiously:
"Then teacher, will I come less often in the future?"
"You dare?" The old farmer glared.
Lu Xuan laughed, not daring to irritate his teacher any more, for fear that he would also be 'grudged', and would be inexplicably beaten a few times later, which would make him unhappy.
Even though he made a salute, he didn't change back. He just walked up the mountain carelessly with the appearance of a banker's man.
After walking a few steps, Lu Xuan unconsciously slowed down as he thought of what Senior Brother Zhang had said before.
"Ao Shun arrived first, so Lao Zhang must be beaten."
He is of the same lineage as the Three Pure Ones, ranging from supernatural powers and magical principles to the narrow-minded.