Master Salted Fish took me to lie down like a boss

After searching around carefully, You Sang finally saw two blurred words at the junction of the hilt and the sword body, she wiped it off, and said while reading: "Not bad."

After finishing speaking, she was stunned, "Not Zhou?"

At that moment, You Sang suddenly felt a figure appearing beside him, and in a blink of an eye, he saw his master Luo Xiuyan standing in front of him.

With trembling fingers, he touched the word "buzhou" on the sword, and for a moment, the pupils that were calm as water in the past were filled with doubt and trembling.

"Buzhou?! Buzhou Sword?" Luo Xiuyan looked at You Sang and asked in a tight voice, "Where did you dig out the Buzhou Sword?"

"It was dug out from the hole under that glowing golden, nothingness sword." You Sang looked at Luo Xiuyan, and found that the other person was shaking from excitement, and even the veins on his forehead gradually emerged.

Gonggong, not Zhou.
This coincides with the fairy tales in her cognition.

"This sword, can you feel the imprint of the previous owner?" Luo Xiuyan pinched You Sang's arm and asked in a trembling voice.

"No." You Sang shook his head resolutely, "It hasn't had an owner for tens of millions of years."

Luo Xiuyan took a staggered step, turned to look at the master on the high platform, and then flew onto the high platform together with You Sang who was still in a daze, "Master, do you know the meaning of the Buzhou sword?"

"Not Zhou?" The headmaster frowned and glanced at the agitated Luo Xiuyan, his tone was a bit dazed, "Buzhou doesn't mean incomplete? What's wrong with your apprentice's sword called Buzhou?"

Looking at the blank eyes of the sect master, the corners of Luo Xiuyan's eyes slowly turned red, both angry and sad, for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Daomo is really your good father!"

"Luo Xiuyan! Be careful!" Qing Miao, Yan Qing, and Bai Feng said in unison, "Calling our late master by his name, are you crazy?!"

"Oh." Luo Xiuyan sneered, glanced at the crowd, then shifted his gaze to the head of the sect, and said coldly, "I thought it was the tree growing crookedly, but now I realize that the upper beam is not straight down. Liang crooked."

After finishing speaking, Luo Xiuyan didn't care about his blank expression, waved his sleeves, pulled You Sang and said, "Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he took You Sang back to Thumb Peak without looking back.

The entrance of Thumb Peak is on the pool. In the past, after Luo Xiuyan brought You Sang back to the peak, he would often take her to turn over and escape, but this time, after he gently pushed You Sang to the shore, he fell straight into the pool. middle.

You Sang watched the pool water wet his white clothes, and saw the master standing still in the pool, feeling anxious for a moment.

Suddenly, Luo Xiuyan moved, he pulled out his daily sword from the ring, and practiced a sword move that You Sang had never seen before in the pool.

While he was slashing, the water surged and burst, and the pool of water spun into the air with his movements. Even though there was no spiritual power attached, You Sang clearly understood what others said, that his master's swordsmanship was superb.

As Luo Xiuyan inserted the sword into the bottom of the pool, the water that was swept into the air by the spiritual power exploded in an instant, rushing towards the edge of the pool.

You Sang took a step back and was about to hide, but found that the bursting water avoided her alone.

She glanced at the dry land where she was standing, and then at the master half kneeling in the pool, holding a sword in his hand, her heart felt warm and distressed.

What hurts her is that she knows that the master, who has always been emotionally stable and has nothing to worry about, must have suffered a major blow in his life at this time. What is warm is that even so, the other party still did not hurt her at all, even at such an emotional moment , even the water will not splash on her skirt
The splashing water wet Luo Xiuyan, and the water droplets flowed down his forehead, past the tip of his nose, and then fell one by one.

Luo Xiuyan looked at himself on the surface of the pool, as if looking at a fool.

With a "poof", Luo Xiuyan who was in the pool spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" You Sang rushed into the water and grabbed Master's arm.

"Hahahahaha." Luo Xiuyan laughed suddenly, his voice was miserable and hopeless that You Sang had never heard before, "You Sang, I was deceived so badly."

"Master." You Sang tightened the hand supporting his arm, and said softly, "I was deceived this time, so I will be more careful next time. Only after being deceived will I grow up."

"The person who lied to me, I used to trust him very much, and regarded him as a half-father." Luo Xiuyan said in a sad voice.

"Half-father is not full-father." You Sang said calmly, "People always plan for their own sons. It's better to see clearly now than never see clearly for the rest of your life."

"You Sang, you don't understand." Luo Xiuyan threw away the sword, and clenched his fists with his hands hanging in the water, "It feels like, after many years, you suddenly discovered that the thing you have been insisting on is actually me. I'm lying to you."

"If so, what should you do?" Luo Xiuyan asked tremblingly.

"After many years, I found out that you lied to me about a very important matter?" You Sang let go of Luo Xiuyan's arm suddenly, "If I find out after many years, if you want to live, I will carry a sword and chop you. When you died, I dug your grave, pried your coffin, raised your ashes, and I let you lie to me!"

Kneeling on one knee in the water, Luo Xiuyan, who was still very angry and sad just now: "."

He opened his eyes, then closed them, opened them again, took a moment to slow down, then turned his eyes and glanced at You Sang, seeing that the little man was in a state of ashes, and said in a weak voice: "You don't have to." So brutal."

"So Master, you have something to lie to me?" You Sang looked at Luo Xiuyan and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems not." Luo Xiuyan thought about it carefully, touched his nose, "If I can't say it, I just don't say it. I haven't lied to you about the big thing, have I?"

"Okay." You Sang patted Luo Xiuyan's arm with the back of his hand, "Go ashore and sit down for a while, you already know that you've been cheated, it's miserable, what are you doing to yourself, you're so angry that you can go collect the ashes with me .”

After speaking, You Sang went ashore first, cast a spell, then sat on the big rock, dangling his feet and looked at him.

Luo Xiuyan raised his hand and scratched his hair, and found that the anger, unwillingness, sadness, desolation, and despair that he had just been filled with just now couldn't condense at all after being interrupted by You Sang. He was at a loss for a moment, and he followed suit. He got up and sat on the grass next to the big rock.

Looking at the remaining half of the pool of water that has not had time to fill up the water in a daze.

"Master, do you know the ancient myth that Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain?" You Sang said suddenly, she was not stupid, Master's mood swings began when he knew the name of his sword, she naturally thought of this.

"Yes." Luo Xiuyan said calmly, "My master told me about this myth."

"Then tell me this story." You Sang said, "Just tell a simple story, it shouldn't involve the question of whether you can tell it or not?"

"can."

Foretell what will happen next time, please listen to the next chapter

You Sang: The fist is hard, don't disturb me to listen to the story
Author: Run away with the ticket