"What's the matter with your ghostly expression?!" The little old man's beard rose automatically without wind, and it seemed that he was quite angry.

"No." Ye Zhao played his stunt again, and said indifferently: "I just think you are hidden." He said lightly, and then glanced at Xia Zhiming and the others: "We are juniors, until now. It's a little rude not to introduce myself yet."

Xia Zhiming immediately understood the spirit, and briefly introduced himself, and the others also reported their names.

From the time Ye Zhao opened his mouth, the little old man stared at him. Although he was old, his eyes were not cloudy at all. Instead, they had a clear sense of blue and white like a child. He looked at Ye Zhao with his eyes. There is some deep meaning, but also with a hint of inquiry. But when Nie Renyan spoke, his eyes immediately turned.

"Yo! It's you!" The little old man looked at Nie Renyan carefully for a while, then suddenly said hello.

Nie Renyan raised his eyebrows, looked at him for a few seconds, and then shrugged, raising the corner of his mouth and smiling arrogantly: "Well, it's me."

Except for Ye Zhao, 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 old man with a stubborn personality, "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

After the master was naughty, he glanced at the little apprentice standing by the side with a cowhide bag, and immediately put on a "you are swollen" expression, and said: "Stinky boy! What are you standing there stupidly! Pack your luggage! Are you going to carry it in your hand all the time? Ah!" After speaking, he took off the 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 could hold almost six apples, and the cloth bags on the two of them looked quite large, with many pockets lined up on top of them, but they were shriveled and obviously didn't hold anything.

Just a few things that need to be cleaned up?

However, the little apprentice obviously felt that his master's words made sense. With a sound of "um", he put the two cowhide bags in his hands on the bed, took off the cloth bag hanging on his body, and put them next to his master's bag. , then picked up one of the cowhide bags, untied the knot of the hemp rope, and looked inside the bag, holding the bag in one hand and reaching in to touch the things with the other.

He frowned, touched it for a while, took out a stack of plain-colored clothes and put it on the bed, then put his hand into the bag again, and took out two wash bags; The teapot; then three jade pot-bellied vases, a bamboo tube with inscriptions on it, a stack of towels, six old-looking books, six large clay-covered wine jars, two sealed The cloth pockets in the mouth, the big one has a fishy smell, the small one has a grassy smell; then there are several sets of clothes that look very similar to Taoist clothes, four pairs of shoes, two wooden swords, two sheathed The metal sword...

Everyone: "…………"=mouth=

Luo Xiaochen: "Fuck, f*ck! Little brother, are you transformed from Fatty Lan?!"

"Lan, Lan, Lan, who is Fatty Lan?" The little apprentice asked stammeringly, tilting his head, continuing to pull out one thing after another in his hand, the bag was like a bottomless dòng , as if he could never finish it.

"Nothing..." Luo Xiaochen waved his hand weakly, and said with a sullen face: "I don't believe in science anymore..." QAQ

Sitting on the bed, more and more objects covered most of his body, and soon even his head was twitched twice by the eyebrows of the master who had not crossed it. Finally, he couldn't bear to open his eyes and stretched out his fingers trembling to point there.Little apprentice: "Are you going to be buried alive as a teacher?! Won't you put it on the top bunk?! Also, look, eh? Look at these!" He lit a pile of messy things on the classroom, "I asked you to pack up the things for the accommodation, why did you pull out the soul-calling flag?!"