Chapter 104 Wen Siru's Diabetic Insipid Yang Baba

Yang Zhen turned around and left. The sudden turning point made the elder sister stunned. The long knife whizzed and fell to the ground with a bang, and the ground trembled.

"Don't go, Yang Zhen, it's the old man... I was reckless. The master said that no one in the world can inherit his mantle. He is always looking for a disciple. I think you can do it, you can't go!"

The elder sister took Yang Zhen's arm by the head and said hurriedly: "We are leaving tomorrow. If you don't come with me to see the husband, it will be the biggest loss in your life, and maybe it is also the regret of the husband."

Yang Zhen looked arrogant, glanced at the big knife on the ground, squinted at the elder sister's head and said, "You invited me?"

"Yes, yes, I invited you to go. You can go and meet Mr. The two of you will definitely have a common language, and maybe you will become a master and apprentice. This is the greatest wish of your life!"

Yang Zhen nodded, and looked at the elder sister's head with a strange expression, but felt relieved immediately.

The name of eldest sister, coupled with my old lady, plus such a frightening big knife, makes her look good. What is a delicate little girl?

The most important thing is that eldest sister's appearance is beautiful enough, and her figure is hot enough. Only such a violent beauty can be worthy of such a tall name as eldest sister's head.

At first Yang Zhen thought that the big knife belonged to the girl Xiaohuan, and felt a little weird, Xiaohuan is not easy to hold this weapon.

...

Yang Zhen followed the eldest sister and continued to walk towards the station. In a large open space behind the station, there was a huge flying boat like a blade, which completely made Yang Zhen experience what it means to stand out from the crowd.

Compared with Daofeng, other flying boats are like children's toys, and they are still the kind of stalls that you can pick at random for ten yuan.

The shape of the flying boat is like a huge war knife. The blade is forward, full of endless killing breath, but the back is as thick as a shield, allowing the flying boat to carry more things.

Seeing Yang Zhen's surprised look, the eldest sister flashed a smug look on her face, and said: "The Blade is one of the largest merchant ships on the coast of the East China Sea. In fact, its performance is the best. There is no one. It is Mr. Designed by myself, many of the functions are controlled by using the text as the hub."

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said: "The world is really full of wonders. It is a well-deserved power of the old man to be able to apply the text to the flying boat!"

The eldest sister gave Yang Zhen a weird look, and said teasingly, "I didn't expect that you, a guy with big eyebrows and big eyes, would be able to compliment others."

"Is this a compliment?" Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "This is a sincere admiration. People who can do things that I can't do are all people I admire!"

Just as the elder sister was about to speak, Yang Zhen muttered: "Although there are not many things I can't do in this world."

Big Sister: "..."

The gentleman is not in the post station, but on the Blade. In fact, according to what the eldest lady said, the gentleman came to Xiushan City this time to find the successor, but he did not leave the Blade half a step, but just reflected in the room. Repeatedly recite a sentence, sometimes laughing, sometimes covering his face and sighing.

Yang Zhen was terrified when he heard this, is it true that all the great writers have this kind of virtue, or is there really only a thin line between a genius and a lunatic?

No wonder there is such a saying that if you are not crazy, you will not survive. It seems that if you want to become a master, you really have to be crazy.

At least from the existence of historical documents to the present, no ordinary person has been able to live forever or be infamous for thousands of years.

Even if the most ordinary person becomes a master, what he does in the process can be called crazy.

Yang Zhen doesn't know what kind of person this gentleman is, who can be admired so much by so many people, but if this gentleman doesn't have some real talents, I'm afraid there won't be so many disciples. After all, although there are people in this world who are stupid Some, but no real fools.

After arriving at the Blade, the eldest sister turned her head and said to Xiaohuan: "Xiaohuan, go to ask Mr. Bell for advice, and I want to introduce a young talent!"

Xiaohuan happily rushed into the Blade, and almost bumped into a modest gentleman with a feather fan and a scarf when entering the door.

The man let out a low cry, and hastily stretched out his hand to support Xiaohuan, and said with a smile: "So it's Miss Xiaohuan, why are you so reckless, could it be that Lingdang is in a hurry?"

Xiaohuan lowered her head and apologized, and said: "Young Master Lin, don't blame it, Xiaohuan lost his mind for a while, it was really an unintentional act."

Mr. Lin laughed and said, "No problem!"

After getting out of the way, Mr. Lin saw the eldest sister's head at a glance, laughed, walked up, and said coolly: "It turns out that the elder sister's head is back, when will you be free, have a drink with Lin, and return if you are not drunk?"

The eldest sister glanced at Yang Zhen, patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder and introduced: "This is Mr. Lin Shilang, Mr. Lin, who is about the same age as you, and he is already the number one scholar of Dajiang Kingdom. He is extremely talented in both literary talent and cultivation. Gao, Mister also loves him very much, he is one of the candidates for his personal disciples in this test, and he is known as Yulin Shirou, a literary talent!"

Yang Zhen let out an oh, and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Ashamed, ashamed!" Lin Shilang cupped his hands to Yang Zhen and said, "I don't know if this young master is..."

Although he was talking to Yang Zhen, Lin Shilang's eyes kept falling on the elder sister's head. This attitude of ignoring Yang Zhen was already obvious, and he really didn't take Yang Zhen seriously.

Based on Yang Zhen's masculine intuition, this kid probably already regards him as an enemy, and it is the kind that must be stepped on and kept on stepping on. The raging jealousy flashing in the depths of his eyes almost roasted Yang Zhen's eyelashes. burnt.

It has always been Yang Zhen's most direct character to take the initiative to attack, and ignite the signs of danger at the first time, so that the problem can be exposed, and the time can be avoided when people secretly trip him up, which is hard to guard against.

Hearing Lin Shilang's words, Yang Zhen said with a smile: "I'm not talented, sir's personal disciple Yang Zhen, known as Xueba among Xueba, referred to as Yang Baba!"

Lin Shilang looked at Yang Zhen in bewilderment, with a sneer flashing in his eyes, and said, "Mr. Yang Zhen, your personal disciple? Yang Baba? Isn't Mr. Yang afraid of being ridiculed? , but still haven't been able to find a suitable candidate, Mr. Yang is so self-righteous, I'm afraid he's going to make a fool of himself!"

Yang Zhen sighed, and said seriously: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, didn't you tell me about this matter?"

Lin Shilang was shocked, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "What did you say?"

As his eyes flickered, murderous intent appeared in Lin Shilang's eyes. Yang Zhen was amazed when he saw it. This Lin Shilang is indeed a scheming boy. If he grows up with time, the consequences are really unimaginable. No wonder the husband didn't accept him as a disciple.

Even Yang Zhen can see the human nature, how can the husband not see it?

What makes Yang Zhen a little weird is, why did the gentleman keep such a guy on the Blade, and still be rumored to be one of the candidates for his own disciple?

Yang Zhen chuckled, and said: "I mean, please step aside, I'm going to see my husband."

Lin Shilang looked at Yang Zhen with a half-smile, and said in a strange way: "Sir, I won't see you waiting for a cat or a dog!"

As soon as these words came out, the elder sister frowned immediately, and just about to speak, Yang Zhen pushed Lin Shilang's shoulder away and walked in.

"It's a wolf or a dog, take a look at it after a long time!"

Puchi!

The eldest sister couldn't hold back her head on the spot, burst out laughing, laughed loudly and put her arms around Yang Zhen's shoulders, and the two staggered away together.

"Shirou... Shirou is a dog, hey, Yang Zhen, you... how did you remember it, you...you are dead."

"Why don't you call yourself Yang Baba, who likes to urinate like Wen Si?"

"I'm sorry, I got you in trouble, but although this Lin Shilang is narrow-minded, he is indeed talented. You shouldn't offend him like this."

"You didn't say it earlier!"

"Would you have listened earlier?"

"Won't!"

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Lin Shilang stared at Yang Zhen's background, resentful and vicious, and after a while, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yang Zhen, it's interesting!"

With that said, Lin Shilang followed!