So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 169: Reunion
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Chen He will not commit the problem of black under the lamp.
Standing on the painting boat, he saw the ferry boat not far away. He only glanced at him, and he saw a man with a straight back and piercing eyes, completely different from the appearance of others who were sluggish and sluggish with horror, very suspicious. .
Especially, the person realized something very quickly, and immediately let go of the spirit of the whole body, the sheepskin jacket drooped and disappeared among the people, only a pair of eyes stared at the painting boat.
This kind of wanting to cover up is even more strange.
Chen He Chuanyin asked the following Moxiu to investigate on the river, then burned the painting boat and quietly came to the ferry.
It’s easy for monks in the transformation stage to hide from the eyes and ears of mortals.
Skinny Huang tried to jump off the boat, but was stunned by the crowd. The noise made Chen He glance at it, and then he remembered that he had seen this man-in the memory of Venerable Li Yan in the Red Wind Desert.
Because he is Li Yan’s subordinate, Chen He rummaged in the mirage and found two other dusty memories.
——A group of salt dealers encountered after going out of the desert with my senior. Huang Shouzi holding a white paper fan, full of nondescript military officers, was called the second master, arrogantly.
But when I met him in Jizhou, the thin yellow man was haggard and tired, and he was much older, desperately kowtow to “apprentice to learn art”.
Shi Feng said that monks sometimes killed mortals, and those who escaped by chance didn’t know the truth, so they begged everywhere.
Even if you are lucky and truly become a monk, when you have the strength to take revenge, if the enemy does not die, he will surely advance to a greater realm. Isn’t it impossible to defeat? In the end, only regrets for life. Furthermore, if you practice the exercises with hatred, and the mind is dominated by hatred, what will happen in the end?
I sincerely hope that the monks who are good apprentices will not agree to accept this kind of disciples. It’s another matter for demons.
The thin yellow man Chen He sees now is more sullen than what Jizhou saw. His eyes are straight, like a crazy gambler. He already knows that he will lose before he puts the chips, but he still refuses to look back.
Two rough men dragged the thin yellow man into the cabin like broken sacks.
Chen He hesitated in his heart. Back then, Li Yan walked out of the Red Wind Desert without any memory, only the words that Shi Feng had told him before his death, and the inheritance of the Northern Xuan School.
Where is the initial foothold, can anyone help?
Since Li Yan had no mirage at that time, no one knew about these.
Chen He guessed from the broken memory, since Huang Shouzi is Li Yan’s subordinate before the Venerable Demon Dao, and Li Yan has been standing in the Red Wind Desert for many years, it may be the group of salt dealers in the deserted stone. I met Li Yan on the beach and wanted to take in or meet an extraordinary “master”.
The latter is okay. If you are nineteen years old from Li Yan and have not yet built the foundation, you will be with the group of private salt dealers, and there will be kindness in it.
It’s a pity that Venerable Liyan got the mirage more than a hundred years later. Among this group of people who were not qualified to become monks, they died, and those who did not break through the foundation building period were gone. There are still some people who may die in various battles, leaving only the thin yellow man.
The two battles between Zheng and Mo were in full swing. With the acquiescence of Li Yan, Huang Shouzi was even hidden from view, so that in Chen He’s memory, there were almost no traces of these people.
There are too many missing things, even if you try it again, it will not be complete.
Chen He silently followed up in the cabin, raised his eyes and saw the suspicious person, wrapped in a sheepskin robe, squatting beside a few donkeys, frowning and thinking about something.
This man is full of beard, wearing a hat, and his eyes are so bright that people feel guilty. Even if he is squatting in a daze or having a straight back, there is a kind of power that makes people involuntarily convinced.
Chen He has deeper doubts.
He recognized that the other party was neither Zhao Weiyang nor Fu Lieyun.
The Yin Yang Zong Moxiu was killed on the river, and there were so many people on the nearby ferry, which is really strange. With Chen He’s eyesight, he couldn’t tell whether the opponent was a monk or a mortal.
“Who?”
Chen He was even more surprised, he even found himself?
The next is a silly matchup. Seeing that the situation is not right, Chen He pressed his hand, and his spiritual power swept away with his tricks. Qu Ye was shocked. The knife was thrown and he crawled and avoided. The rest of the situation fell to the ground.
——Relying on being a monk, deceiving people too much! What kind of real money is used?
Ye Qu turned over and jumped up, touching the redness on his forehead, staring at Chen He suspiciously.
Chen He finally realized that the other party was not a monk, and could not use the true essence spiritual power. In an instant, thousands of thoughts poured into his heart, and he looked at Qu Ye again in surprise.
“Hiss.” Qu Ye touched the wound on his forehead, suddenly thought of something, and asked vigilantly: “Who is your master?”
“Master.”
Seeing Chen Hefa’s stunned appearance, Qu Ye’s fire in his heart grew stronger. He was a monk, so he couldn’t speak well? Hell, he couldn’t see through this kid’s cultivation base, he really couldn’t afford to offend him!
“Well, who are you? Qu has never offended you, why are you aggressive?”
“Master…”
Chen He’s forehead is confused, very unassuming, and a little confused.
Nan Hongzi’s corpse reincarnated, and it has only been more than 20 years. Will this bearded man be a little too old?
The clever life of Qu Ye was confused for a while, thinking that Chen He was always stuck on the question of “who is your master?” What kind of ancestry is so difficult to say? It’s not like hesitating.
Ye Qu thought and thought about it. He felt that his apprentice might be cheated by others, but there was absolutely no reason why he would even be stolen from his moves.
“Your master, is it your last name–“
The words got stuck in my mouth.
The cultivation world only calls Shi Feng a blood demon, and struggles to find out the news, but can only detect the blood demon in Yuzhou, and the blood demon is the new sage of the magic way. Ye Qu couldn’t figure it out, Shi Feng now…doesn’t need the name Shi Feng.
Since the name itself is a conspiracy against the Northern Xuan School.
It’s really difficult to recognize each other.
It’s useless to recite the basic exercises of the Northern Xuan School—the Northern Xuan Mind Method is a lousy item in the cultivation world. You can find as many copies as you want. The difference is that everyone doesn’t practice it. It’s not good practice.
How can higher-order techniques be easily revealed?
The two watched in the cabin for a long while without uttering a word.
As a monk, Chen He was not good at seeing bone age, but he couldn’t go wrong. After taking a closer look, he felt that even if he had shaved his face and beard, he should be thirty.
Chen Hexin has doubts, and Quye’s doubts are deeper than him-Nan Hongzi has only been “dead” for less than 25 years. The disciple whom Shi Feng picked up, has a high level of cultivation that can drive many demons, let Are they convinced?
I can’t teach it in such a short time!
The two shook their heads at the same time, definitely not my master/my disciple!
At this time, a shout came from outside the cabin: “It’s ashore!”
The door of the ship’s cabin was opened immediately, and the rough guys rushed in and led the mules on their way. Qu Ye shook his mind, and Chen He was gone, so he could only pick up the knife and hide it in his boots.
“Oh! I was scared to death!” A man made a fuss and shouted: “Master Qu, you just practiced flying swords!”
“…”
There is also a knife shiningly inserted in the hatch.
Ye Qu went over and pulled out angrily, but the knife got stuck too badly. It took him a long time. People around him thought he did this deliberately. He used three points to show his flying knife skills. He desperately flattered him and shouted. Qu Ye almost became angry from embarrassment.
The boatman grumbled, trying to say something, but didn’t dare to speak.
“Take a sturdy plank!” Qu Ye’s face was black, he took a string of copper from his waist and threw it over.
The broken place is the bulkhead. As long as there is no big wind and waves on the river, there is no danger of water leakage, just wind.
Several boatmen are overjoyed: “Thank you Quye!”
“Wait, what about the thin yellow man?”
Yeah Qu found out that there was more than one person in the cabin.
“Yeah, where’s the people?” The chariots were also shouting outside.
The people on the ferry said that they had come ashore. The people on the shore said that they hadn’t seen him. Finally everyone looked at Qu Ye, the thin yellow man was obviously left in the cabin. How could he disappear?
“I’m drawing a knife. When the boat arrives, you are so noisy, where did I notice him?” Qu Ye could only say vaguely. “I just don’t think I saw him, I asked such a sentence.”
Everyone rummaged on the ferry again, and in the end, the chariot said: “This kid won’t jump into the river to find those experts!”
The boatmen swore and swear that they didn’t hear anyone falling into the water, and there was only one door in the cabin, not even a window.
There were still people on the shore waiting to take a boat across the river, urging impatiently, and the carts couldn’t stop here to wait for a thin yellow man, so everyone could only pack things up in doubt and set off in twos and threes.
Seeing that I was far away from others, and among those who walked with the darts with Ye Qu, a guy immediately came up and asked:
“Master Qu, that thin yellow man…”
“Okay! Don’t mention this again!”
Ye Qu’s face was ugly, he tightened his sheepskin jacket in the wind and snow, and couldn’t help thinking about his apprentice, and the guy who looked like a boy in auspicious fur, who was it.
After being drunk by him, everyone in the **** closed their mouths and did not dare to say anything.
The snow stopped in the evening. Ye Qu only asked him to find a roadside wild shop to hit the tip. He didn’t rest, and urged to hurry up all night. Everyone screamed, waiting at noon the next day, and staggered to a small When the town was about to take a rest, everyone sighed that Qu Ye had foresight.
Without him, the weather was fine and the snow began to melt.
If they stay in a wild shop for one night and get up early the next day, they will be muddy and slippery. After the snow melts, the cold wind blows, and there is ice everywhere on the back of the sun, I’m afraid they will fall again. Half dead.
Now I’m in town, I’ll rest comfortably for a whole day and night, and wait until the road is ready. It’s amazing.
The rough guys slept at night and got up hungry to find something to eat. It happened that there was a big pot of lamb stewed in the inn under some hot soup. The darts were afraid to drink, so they could only sacrifice the five internal organs like this.
The inn is a place that travels from north to south, and everyone can talk to each other when it’s booming.
Someone talked about encountering painting boats on the river and martial arts masters walking across the water. The rough men here made a fuss and made a fuss, but there was a burst of laughter in the inn, and they didn’t believe it.
“Brother, you guys are more exaggerated than storytelling, so let’s eat a little bit of food!”
The rough man was said that his face flushed, and he patted the table to reason with others.
“Mr Qu, you have a weight to speak, and you can tell these ignorant people!”
“What can I do, so what if he believes it? If you don’t believe it, you can save a piece of meat?” Qu Ye squeezed his chopsticks, filled his noodles, and casually taught his subordinates.
The mist rises and the fragrance is tangy.
Qu Ye ate the noodles and thought with emotion, it was great that he didn’t worry about starving to death back then. Even now, eating a bowl is not enough, and he has to spend money to order something else to fill his stomach.
Looking down at the big piece of mutton in the noodle soup, I sighed again: Poor, there are four pieces of mutton in a bowl of noodles, mostly bones, so I will eat it last. Cherish blessings, those who are ordinary people know to cherish blessings!
When he stretched out his chopsticks at the mutton, the people around him suddenly reminded him in a low voice: “Master Qu!”
“What’s the matter, can’t you wait until you finish eating?” Qu Ye scolded.
The person next to him didn’t dare to say anything. Qu Ye just picked up the mutton, and found that something was wrong, as if there was one more person in front of him?
He looked up, and suddenly the lamb fell back into the bowl, chopsticks stuck in his hands, trying to keep it from falling.
Qu Ye opened his mouth ridiculously, staring dumbfounded at a red dress, beautiful eyebrows, black hair like lacquer, not like what the world should have, a man who can be found in the world, standing at the table .
“You, you…”
Since Feng remained silent, he took away the chopsticks from Master Qu, and looked down at the bowl on the table.
He calmly lifted the chopsticks, ate all the lamb in the bowl, and then put the bowl down, don’t say so deeply:
“Now it’s finished, we can talk.”
“…”
Qu Ye’s face was full of hatred, and he couldn’t express his aggrieved expression.
“Pop!” He slapped the table, “Who let you eat it!”