Nightfall Chapter 177: Yu Shi, poor fellows without status

Looking at Tang Xiaotang in the bushes, Ning Que was stunned, and sighed and asked: "Are you a ghost? Why do you follow where I go? It seems useless no matter how fast I run."

Listening to his bad tone, before Tang Xiaotang had time to react, the snow-white puppy rushed out from behind her, showing her teeth, which appeared to be sharp, and whispered at Ning Que. Probably because the memory of being destroyed by Ning Que in the wasteland mountain road was too deep, it only dared to stand in front of its master and express its wildness, and did not dare to take a step closer to Ning Que.

"You ran really fast, I almost thought you were from our Mingzong." Tang Xiaotang said: "But no matter how fast you run, you can't be faster than me."[..com]

Ning Que asked helplessly, "My sister-in-law, what are you going to do with me?"

Tang Xiaotang said: "My brother asked me to enter the academy and be a student under the master's school."

Ning Que was stunned for a long time before confirming that he had not heard it wrong. He could not help having the urge to burn all the winter grass on the road in front of him with a torch, and said: "You brother and sister are really crazy, you want to be a teacher? Don’t you know that my teacher is Zhongyuan Zhengdao’s leading sleeves?”...Well, although he seems to rarely show up, at least he is a spiritual leading sleeve. Seeing you, the Demon Sect girl, even if you don’t use thundering methods to kill you, don’t you? Will accept you as an apprentice? "

Tang Xiaotang said perplexedly: "My brother said that the academy has always been teaching but not good."

Ning Que said: "Anyway, I persuade you to die of this heart. I can't take you to the back mountain of the academy. Besides, I am the most favored junior brother now, so why should I be more of you."

After saying this, he turned around and walked along the slightly sloping stone path towards the green **** on the side of the academy. However, no matter how fast he walked, Tang Xiaotang and the little white dog could always follow.

Tang Xiaotang smiled behind him and said: "If the master knew you were such a shameless guy

May not like you, and may even drive you out of the house, then I can just fill your vacancy? "

Ning Que thought that he would be accustomed to doing everything in his life, and would be willing to be a petty dog. He wanted to think that several generals in Weicheng back then, as well as the master Yan Se, everyone including the big brother Happily, where can the eldest escape his palm?

"Can we still meet again, I have been begging for thousands of years before the Buddha..."

At this moment, a song suddenly came from under the oblique stone path.

The singer's voice is not so beautiful, not hoarse, but always has a weird and old atmosphere. With the lyrics, and the lack of pentatonic sings all the melody into speech, it becomes more and more absurd and funny.

Tang Xiaotang turned his head curiously and looked back.

Ning Que listened to this melody, although it was extremely strange, but the lyrics always felt like I had seen it somewhere, and suddenly woke up: How could anyone know this song besides himself?

He looked down the stone path and saw a tall old man wearing a dark and precious fox fur, walking up the **** with a lacquered pasta box in his hand. Wasn't it the man on the terrace of Songhe Tower last night?

Looking at the old man, Ning Que felt a sharp pain in the head thinking about the short wooden stick that had attacked him, and a sneer began to grow on the corner of his lips, ready to step forward to stop the man and give him a painful beating.

The so-called revenge, fist for cudgel, is this truth.

Ning Que knew that even if he was drunk, he still had the power to fight. He was knocked out by this old man with a sap. Presumably, this old man was not an ordinary rich man in Chang'an. He was naturally vigilant. Holding it as if holding a knife, he was ready to fight in a moment.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the little white dog hiding behind Tang Xiaotang's little leather boots, his ears drooping, his mouth was whimpering and surrendering, his heart moved slightly.

He knew that the little white dog was not a dog, but a real snow wolf in the wasteland, and this little white wolf, no matter how much he feared himself, never meant to surrender to himself, why did he Is there such a performance? Could it be that the old man made it fearful instinctively?

Having been fighting in the Minshan grassland for many years, Ning Que didn't know how many thrilling situations he had encountered. The reaction speed of the mechanism had been tempered to an astonishing rate. At this time, it was just such a tiny detail, like sparks falling in a haystack. Generally, a raging flame ignited in his mind, making him think of a certain possibility.

This is the Academy.

The tall old man in fox fur is very powerful.

Thinking of that possibility, Ning Que's heart moved slightly and then quickly became cold, and then shivered from shock.

At this critical moment, he perfectly demonstrated his emotional and physical control.

Looking at the old man walking up the steps, his face did not show any extra emotions, the sneer that just appeared at the corners of his lips, it was like encountering the ten thousand meters of sunshine, suddenly warmth bloomed It became a flower, and the awe-inspiring air in the body melted silently like spring snow. The hands holding the handle of the knife naturally rose up on the chest and gathered into a fist. He bowed slightly and said gently, "I didn't expect to see the old man again." /

The eldest son took the food box and walked up to Qingpo.

He looked at Ning Que with interest, but didn't speak.

Ning Que calmly looked back at the Master, neither facial expression nor body posture could see anything unusual, but only he knew that in a place where the Master could not see, the body was about to collapse under pressure and shock. Is doing fierce confrontation with his strong willpower.

Dozens of sweat beads slowly and quietly leaked from his back, gradually dampening his clothes.

Because he has to use his willpower to forcefully control his body’s instinctive fears and reactions, although his expression is calm at this time, and the smile in his eyes is gentle and sweet, he has actually paid twelve points of strength, and the soles of his feet are painful. The calf is painful like a torn, and may cramp at any time.

The master suddenly said, "I'm just an ordinary old man, so you shouldn't be so solemn."

Ning Que said without anger: "Who dares to say that you are an ordinary old man?"

The tall man leaned forward slightly and looked at him condescendingly. He smiled and said, "But last night someone said I was a poor old man."

Ning Que felt bad, but still wanted to do a dying struggle, and grudgingly said with a smile: "Last night I was drunk and talked gibberish, like the old man, how can I compare with my future life."

The eldest son sighed and said: "When I was old and dying, I decided to accept another student at the end. As a result, he became the dead ghost teacher in his mouth before he died. Why did I have to come?"

Ning Que was struck by lightning, but still insisted on pretending to be stupid as if he didn't understand.

The eldest son looked at him and smiled, and said: "The ability to pretend to be stupid is the best in the world, but the clothes behind you are already wet, and you are afraid that your feet will smash the stone. What else?"

When I was tapped directly, Ning Que was like a broken wine jar. He no longer had the strength to hold on. He fell to the ground with a sigh, rubbing his cramped calf and sole desperately.

The master looked at him sitting on the ground, sighed, shook his head and carried the food box to continue walking up the slope.

The sigh was very light, but it fell in Ning Que's ears like a thunder. I wondered if I was so disappointed in myself, what should I do?

He has gone through a thousand catastrophes in this life. I don’t know how many times he went back and forth between life and death before he finally walked into the back mountain of the academy. With today’s life, everything comes from this man who has never met before. Teacher, how can I just watch this error in vain?

Ning Que bounced off the ground like a stung ass, limped forward, followed respectfully behind the master, and reached out to lift his old man's food box.

The Master didn't hand him the food box. He glanced at Tang Xiaotang who was standing in the winter grass dazedly, waved her over, and then put the food box in her hand.

Tang Xiaotang finally woke up at this time. From Ning Que’s expression and the previous conversation, he confirmed the identity of the tall old man. His little hand caught the heavy food box, smiled and looked at Ning Que with The little white wolf happily followed behind the master and walked towards the academy.

Looking at the master's awe-inspiring figure on the diagonal stone steps, Ning Que was extremely depressed.

He thought that he was the youngest student on the second floor of the college, and that was the youngest in the legend. With his thick face and sweet mouth, he would be able to cheer up the master and be happy in the future. Li is much loved, but who would have thought that the old guy on the terrace of Songhe Tower who doesn't look like a serious person at all, was his teacher who was mocked and teased by himself in the middle of the night?

Looking at the current situation, the master is afraid that Tang Xiaotang will really be taken into the second floor of the college. Doesn't it mean that he doesn't even have the natural protected status of the youngest?

Walking out of the mountain mist, he came to the cliffs of Houshan.

The Master did not know where he went.

Tang Xiaotang is standing under a ginkgo tree, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountain behind the academy.

Ning Que walked to her side and was silent.

The little white wolf is running on the meadow under the hillside. I have probably never seen such a green meadow in the wasteland. It is extremely excited. It is getting faster and faster, and it is about to become a white one. lightning.

Suddenly, a black bolt of lightning came out from the diagonal stabbing and surpassed the little white wolf in an instant, covering its whole body like a cloud of black rain.

It is the big dark horse.

The little white wolf was frightened by the momentum of the **** horse. Those horseshoes like big trees, listening to those drum-like hoofs, directly scared it into a ball, afraid to make any movements.

Ning Que gave a sneer, preparing to brag about this silly thing to Tang Xiaotang beside him.

However, he is really not suitable for a sneer today, because the next moment, the sneer that just appeared on the corner of his lips, once again turned into a helpless expression of shame.

Because the mighty dark horse is actually a deserter.

A big white goose chased from the other side of the meadow crookedly. It looked funny, but it was extremely fast, especially its high neck, which resembled the ancient crown on someone’s head. Proud to the extreme.

I caught a glimpse of the big white goose, the **** horse hissed in horror-sound, four hoofs flying, and once again galloped toward the end of the meadow like lightning, breathing heavily, looking extremely aggrieved.