Chapter 278: Accepting Disciples

Jie Midge stood up in shock and anger, he had not expected this lean little boy to be so powerful. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info couldn't help but wipe the blood beads oozing from the corner of his mouth unconvinced, and glared at Wei Youqing in the field helplessly.

Wei Youqing saw the appearance of the midge snorting angrily, knowing that he was not convinced, he stretched out his right hand and motioned for him to come back and fight again.

The midge shook her head and said, "No need! Losing is losing! ”

Wei Youqing sneered and said: "My subordinates don't have unconvinced losers, if you are really convinced, you will bow down to me respectfully, otherwise, let's fight again!" ”

The midge said angrily, "Why should I worship you? It's okay to only lose meat! Big deal, I'm not going to eat it! ”

The mother of the midge, who had been watching the battle, heard her son speak like this, picked up a stick of wood on the ground, and hit the midge with her head and face, and reprimanded her while beating: "This is a priest and a man who serves God, why don't you bow down to him?" ”

Jie Midge dodged her mother's stick, her face showed displeasure, Wei Youqing knew what he was going to say, so she simply said it for him: "When the sun god came, I was the priest, and now I am Qiu Qing, relying on my ability to earn meat to eat, Jie Midge, come here, let's fight again, I lost, I also bow down to you!" ”

When Nuhan heard this, he wanted to come over to stop it, no matter whether Wei Youqing was a priest or an eldest man, kneeling down to worship the midges was a matter of losing his identity.

But he didn't want to hold Nu Han with both hands behind him, Mi Li'er smiled and said: "Uncle Nu Han, don't go, I don't know how to barbecue, and when it is baked later, they will turn their heads and beat me." ”

Everyone went to see the group of children fighting, and only Mi Li'er and Nuhan were left squatting on the ground to barbecue seriously. The wild boar meat was roasted golden brown, and in some places it was already cooked, and the rice grains couldn't wait to cut off a large piece with a knife and eat it.

Seeing that Mi Li'er looked like a bamboo in his chest, Nu Han looked at Wei Youqing, who was a head shorter than the midge, and hesitated to squat down and continue to roast.

Wei Youqing has the heart of Liwei, he will not be soft, when he kicked the midge out of the circle for the eighth time, the midge pounced again in anger in the pointing and pointing of the people around him, Wei Youqing rose into the air, and when he fell again, there was an extra firewood stick in his hand, which was the one that the mother of the midge hit the midge just now.

When the midge looked up, she was shocked to find that nine Wei Youqing appeared in the air, and everyone seemed to be real, rushing towards him from all directions.

The midge was stunned, not only the midge, but also the people around who were watching the excitement were also stunned, the mother of the midge was crying and crying, and everyone watched the firewood stick in Wei Youqing's hand mixed with the sound of the "buzzing" wind, like a sharp blade, piercing the top of the midge's head.

The midge was so frightened that her knees went limp, and she fell to her knees.

The stick in Wei Youqing's hand also deviated from the direction, and the midge only felt a pain in her shoulder, but she was hit with a stick.

Wei Youqing fell silently and landed in front of the midge. In his hand, he still had the stick. I only heard him say coldly to the midge:

"We Han people put filial piety first. Jie midge, your old mother is worried about you, it is for unfilial piety! That stick just now, I'm teaching you a lesson for your mother! ”

The mother of the midge had already run forward, knelt down with her son, prostrate on the ground, and shouted: "O fairy, fairy! ”

Not only the children, but everyone knelt down and worshiped the gods.

Zhang Yueyin shook her head with a smile and walked back to the cave.

"Master, our little master, it's a little interesting."

In the cave full of ice flowers, Zhang Yueyin smiled and told Shangyang Zhenren about what happened outside. He didn't know that Shangyang Zhenren had opened the eyes of heaven.

Shangyang real people are not broken, whether the eye of the sky can be opened or not is not only practice, but mainly depends on the physique. None of his apprentices had this kind of physique. What's more, what if you open the eyes of heaven? You will only see a lot of things that you shouldn't see.

Shangyang Zhenren quietly listened to Zhang Yueyin's words, nodded, and said: "This kid is talented, but after all, he is young and his internal strength is limited. I thought he would come to me again, but I didn't know if I needed to be a Dharma Protector Elder if I became a priest of the gods. ”

Zhang Yueyinqi said: "Limited internal strength? But I don't know how the last trick of the goddess scattered flowers was used? ”

Shangyang Zhenren smiled slightly, and did not answer Zhang Yueyin's question, it was just a trick, but it was difficult for ordinary people to see it. Don't say that Wei Youqing didn't want to kill the midge, even if he wanted to, with a firewood stick, he couldn't kill anyone.

Wei Youqing and his group outside didn't know everything in this stone cave, Zhang Yueyin didn't show up much, and he was dressed as an ordinary native, and even Mi Li'er, who had always been as careful as a hair, didn't notice this natives standing in the shadow of the stone cave.

A group of children were busy eating wild boar, and the midges were pestering Wei Youqing, wanting to worship him as a master, and even the ants came over to join in the fun. A group of children gathered around, and they all listened to the slave Han talk about the rules of Han apprenticeship, and respectfully brought their share of meat to Wei Youqing and invited him to eat meat.

Wei Youqing had already eaten enough, but now he smelled the smell of meat. He hurriedly pushed away the wild boar that was about to stab him in the mouth, and said with a big prick, "Good! Jiemige, you will be my eldest apprentice in the future, take your junior brothers and sisters, and report to Nuhan and write down your name. ”

Wei Youqing knew that this group of children was illiterate, and the native tribe had no writing, so he could only ask Nuhan to help. But always letting others help him is not what Wei Youqing wants, so he continued: "Be my apprentice, you can't write Chinese characters." ”

Wei Youqing turned his head to Nu Han and said, "Uncle Nu Han, this is going to be up to you, how about teaching them to read in your spare time?" ”

Nuhan should be the most learned person in the native tribe, and Luthos's father was a learned and talented Confucian student, but because he didn't like the officialdom, he became a translator for Persian merchants, and often secretly followed caravans to the sea. In the year when Pothos's mother was pregnant with Pothos, the caravan encountered a hurricane near Pearl Island, and Lupos's father was rescued by the natives of Pearl Island and stayed on Pearl Island.

He refused to go back because he secretly went to sea and was afraid that he would be arrested if he returned. Another reason is because of the slave mother and son. Although Nuhan followed the rules of Pearl Island and never recognized his father, Luluo's father still stayed for his son, hoping to bring his son back to his hometown one day.

Therefore, he worked hard to teach his son to speak Chinese, and asked the merchant ships to bring Han books, originally with the dream of returning, hoping that his son would be able to participate in the imperial examination after returning to his hometown, find a good background, and stop being as displaced as him.

But people are not as good as heaven, and the son is different because of his reading, and he was favored by the saint and became the eldest son of the saint. Nuhan and Luluo's father finally died of depression.

Nu Han nodded, he didn't know Wei Youqing's little abacus, although he had heard his father tell so many stories about the Han people, he was a native after all.