Chapter 470 The Holiday Is Over

"Ade, haven't we been seeing each other a little frequently lately?"

Over the Sony Ericsson radar, smoke and thunder mixed together, forming a tumbling incarnation of the evil god.

Tai Feng first took out his feet from the "Doomsday Wrist Clock", walked to the edge of the dial in a hurry, put one hand on his lower back, raised his face and said impatiently:

"What's the matter with you?"

"Teacher Fengxian, you were not like this before!"

Liang De took a half step back holding the material scroll, stretched out his right hand, and trembled slightly, as if he had seen an unacceptable scene.

Tai Fengxian: "Huh? What do you mean, what did I look like before?"

Liang De took out a book from Haina's fantasy collection and said:

"I read in "Legend of Thunder" that you used to be afraid that you would sacrifice too little, so you often held points activities. If you sacrificed multiple times, you could not only double your points, but also receive limited prizes. At that time, you never felt guilty. Others sacrifice too diligently and are very, very patient.

"Not only your own sacrifices, but you don't dislike other people's sacrifices. You always have to intervene and gain clicks. The service level is higher than participating in your own sacrifices. The amount of sacrifices I have made this month adds up. No more than five times, is this considered diligent?”

Tai Feng sighed, "Stop talking nonsense! That was the entrepreneurial period. Can the entrepreneurial period be the same as now? The entrepreneurial period... During the entrepreneurial period, Pu Xuande also gave interest-free loans to bachelors. This is called the difference between offense and defense. Yeah, you know shit, you have something to say!"

Liang De held the scroll in both hands and sent it to his boss, "The materials for World No. 423 have been obtained. Please review them."

Tai Feng first took the material scroll, brought it close to his nose and smelled it, and then showed a dull expression.

He rubbed the scroll to turn it from cyan to black, then branded three silver stars on the outside and said:

"I can't afford more three stars. I'll give you a minimum living allowance. Try your best next time."

"Teacher Fengxian, is the story of Mu Yigui boring?" Liang De asked.

"You think his story is interesting?"

"...I was a little touched."

Tai Feng tossed the black scroll in his hand first, "If I had received this story before I knew Du Gongtai, I would have given you five stars. Do you know how long I have known Du Gongtai?"

Liang De put away the "Legend of Thunder Zhifeng" and said, "I heard that you and those three have known each other since the time of Jie Yuan's son."

"Yes, Du Gongtai is almost the first person I have known in my life."

Tai Feng first threw the scored material scroll to Liang De and said:

"The first person who uses flowers to describe women is a genius, the second person is a mediocre person, and the third person is a fool. The story is the same.

“If the same type of tragedy had happened before your eyes a trillion times, would you still be touched by it?

"I just feel bored."

Liang De was silent for a while and said, "Since you feel bored, hasn't Teacher Fengxian thought about changing it?"

"It? What is it? What can I change?"

Tai Feng first sneered, "It's easy to follow the crowd, but it's difficult to be independent. When I save a person from being a man, Du Gongtai controls ten thousand worlds. What's the use?"

"Do you want to get rid of him? Not to mention whether it can be done, but even if it is done, without Du Gongtai, there will be Du Mutai. What's the use?

"Ade, you have to understand one thing. People like us will always exist, but people like you and Mu Yigui may not always exist.

"If the rivers flow forever, do you think you are the rivers? We are."

The incarnation of Tai Fengxian's smoke sank down the dial, leaving only a spiderweb-like flash of lightning.

"Ade, I don't know how many people have asked me for answers throughout the ages. They got a lot of things, but they are not answers.

"I don't have the answers here. If what you are looking for cannot answer all your questions, you might as well try another one.

"Jie Yuanxing's life is very long, and you don't have to live it to the end.

"I have heard the doomsday bell. In two days, there will be a blue star on this shore waiting for you. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Ade, I know you have many questions to ask me, don't ask me , go ask yourself."

The smoke dissipated, the thunder disappeared, and the Sony Ericsson radar that served as a makeshift altar fell from the sky and tied back to Liang De's left wrist.

He finished his job, got paid, and life can go on, but...

Change what you are looking for?

Do I have anything more important than going home?

There's none?

…

The underground training center for the ancient martial arts of the East.

Teaching work and renovation projects have been suspended. The scolding battle between Lao Chang and Lao Yuan has become the main theme here. The two old faces have become flying props. You come and I go, it is very lively.

The four work-study students went back to class, and the teaching assistants who came from across the border had nothing to do, so they gathered together for a "bloody fight" before leaving.

"Lao Mu, when are you going to become your disciple? I'm ready. All you need to do is kowtow. I won't have any trouble. Just a piece of cake."

Lei Donglan: "Bang, nine cakes."

"Can you touch even a piece of cake?"

"Tang, 90,000."

"Can I touch nine cakes?!"

Liang De chuckled, "Have you never seen two cakes of the same color? Play your cards!"

Sun Xunqiao's spiritual sense flashed wildly, "I haven't entered Zhang for a long time. The superior and the opponent are so fierce. Lao Mu's two pairs are obviously pancakes. This three pancakes are useless without beating them. Do I have to set off this one...ah this , it seems like I really fired the shots in this circle!”

He was uncertain about raising his cards, and the martial artist's spiritual sense repeatedly jumped between Lei Donglan and Liang De. After testing for a long time, he still didn't know whose card was better.

Liang De said impatiently: "It's amazing to have the power of foresight. Senior brother, that's how poker is played. So what if you know you might lose, why don't you keep playing? Play your cards!"

Sun Xunqiao clutched the three cakes he was about to give out, as if he was clutching the lucky money he received when he was seventeen, and refused to let go.

"I want to win, can you give me a chance?"

Liang De: "You shot so many shots for Senior Mu to eat. Talk to him and see if he can take your shot."

Sun Xunqiao looked at Mu Yigui affectionately and said, "Old Mu, once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. Sooner or later you will have to accept me as your teacher to learn the ancient boxing techniques of the Eastern Kingdom. We are all a family anyway, why don't we change seats? I am like this Can you help me play cards?"

Mu Yigui smiled kindly, "Tiger's poison will not eat its offspring, Sun Gou, don't worry about playing your cards. I will never accept your attack."

"Your uncle's, I will give it to you, three cakes!"

"I'm sorry, it's all about Hu, there are eight hundred crystal clusters."

Liang De pushed the card down and said, "Cash transfer is fine, senior brother, please give me the money."

"That's nonsense of yours. Do you still want to eat for free tomorrow?!" Sun Xunqiao said angrily.

"I will go to work tomorrow, senior brother, and I will order food from you at market prices from now on."

Mu Yigui smiled and said: "What a coincidence, you are also tomorrow?"

Liang De stood up and moved his cervical vertebrae left and right.

"Yes, I will go to work tomorrow."

[End of Volume 4 "Fist, Blue Star and the Ordinary World"]

[Volume 5 "Fist and Doom and Social Beast Hero"]

"You fucking call me Compound Eyes?"

"What are you looking at?"

Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow.