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Chapter 7: The Mustache

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaolang suddenly said a little proudly: "Of course...... Cen Haoyue's kung fu to escape, she said first, no one in the entire Lost Deer Island dared to say the second ......"

"That's not necessarily ......," the middle-aged man laughed, "Then do you know that your mother has also lost to someone?" ”

Zhang Xiaolang was a little surprised: "Is there anyone in the world who can run faster than Cen Haoyue?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded, then his face was gloomy for a while, and he sighed: "He's just like you, he's also a little ghost, two or three years older than you, right...... No, now twelve years have passed, and if he is still here, he must be a young man......"

"Is he dead?" Zhang Xiaolang's strength came up a little, and his face began to flush slowly.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "I don't know...... Probably dead, when I dealt with a very powerful pirate with your father, I fell to the bottom of the sea, but your father was lucky and survived, and this little ghost has not been heard from since...... If he was still alive, he would have returned, but...... I only went to Zhuxin Island some time ago, and this little ghost hasn't appeared in twelve years! ”

Zhang Xiaolang saw the middle-aged man's sad face, and said in his heart: "This uncle still looks like a temperamental person, he shouldn't be a bad person!" ”

Zhang Xiaolang returned the wine bottle to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man frowned: "Why did you drink it all for me?" ”

Zhang Xiaolang burped: "Accidentally...... Accidentally ......"

As he spoke, his body was shaky, and the middle-aged man hurriedly reached out and grabbed his arm: "Damn, it's okay to drink a little less, drink so much at once, your mother still has to scold me to death?" ”

"Are you afraid of being scolded by my mother? Let me tell you, I remember Cen Haoyue was very good when she was a child, but she became more and more like a shrew......" Zhang Xiaolang said and burped again.

"You actually said your mother was a shrew?"

"yes, she's really a shrew, and she doesn't treat me well at all, always looking at me and saying ...... Why are you called Zhang Xiaolang, why are you called Zhang Xiaolang...... Because my name is similar to my dad's, every time she doesn't want to see me, she gives me a cold face......"

Zhang Xiaolang said to the middle-aged man with a calm face: "Uncle mustache, what do you ......say?"

"Uncle Mustache?" The middle-aged man pointed to his nose and smiled bitterly.

"I see you have a mustache, so let's call you Uncle Mustache, you won't just call it Mustache, right?" Zhang Xiaolang raised his hand and patted the mustache's shoulder.

The mustache sighed: "You actually call me a brother? ”

"Are you wrong...... I'm calling you Uncle Mustache...... You and my dad are the same generation, except for Cen Haoyue in this world, I am very polite to everyone, especially my elders......" Zhang Xiaolang said seriously.

The mustache said again: "You kid, you are really a big ghost, at a young age, how can you understand so much?" ”

"Not small, right? I'm fourteen years old, and I'm going to be fifteen soon...... The last time I heard a few men in the village discuss, at the age of fifteen, you can do something shameful......" Zhang Xiaolang said with a smile.

The mustache smiled evilly: "What kind of thing is considered a shameful thing?" ”

Zhang Xiaolang returned the mustache with a wicked smile: "You know......"

In fact, Zhang Xiaolang didn't understand it at all, he just heard others say something shameful, but he didn't know what this shameful thing was.

He only knew that he had secretly gone to the bottom of the mountain to play once, and saw a few girls from the village, because it was summer, and the clothes were still a little unconventional, and he felt that he would change somewhere.

The mustache laughed: "But the shame of things is not random, if you like a girl in the future, you can only do shameful things to her alone, don't be like your father, who harmed three girls in a row......"

"Three?" Zhang Xiaolang was a little surprised.

The mustache nodded: "Your mother counts as one, and your Aunt Linglong counts as one, right?" And your Aunt Ling'er......"

"Aunt Ling'er...... I have such an aunt? Zhang Xiaolang was a little curious.

The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy again: "I almost forgot...... She also disappeared after she came out of the Buddha Slaughter Palace...... You may not remember her at all, she and your mother grew up together! ”

Zhang Xiaolang was surprised: "Then why have I never heard Cen Haoyue mention her?" ”

The mustache said: "Probably because I'm afraid of adding a little more sadness!" ”

Zhang Xiaolang said: "Uncle mustache, you seem to know a lot of things about Cen Haoyue, can you tell me about it?" ”

The mustache thought for a while: "Where do you start...... Looks like your mom didn't tell you that......"

He was sorting out his thoughts when his eyes suddenly sank.

"What's wrong? Uncle Mustache? Zhang Xiaolang saw that there was something wrong with the mustache's gaze, and immediately asked.

The mustache touched the scimitar on his waist and whispered, "Damn, why did you catch up so quickly......"

"Uncle Mustache, is someone chasing you?" Zhang Xiaolang asked directly.

The mustache immediately straightened up: "Fart, is Lao Tzu the kind of person who is hunted down?" I was just...... I'm just afraid of hurting you! ”

The mustache said and jumped off the branch, and said to Zhang Xiaolang: "I originally planned to pass by here to see a few of you, but ...... Time doesn't allow you now, you hurry home, I'll have a chance to come to see you again in the future! ”

Zhang Xiaolang saw the mustache turn around and walked down the mountain, and immediately shouted, "When will you come again?" ”

The mustache paused, turned around and smiled: "Lao Tzu knows that you are reluctant to me, but I didn't expect you to have such an appetite for Lao Tzu...... Hahaha...... Wait, next time I come back, Lao Tzu will be your master, and I will train you to become a new generation of great demon kings in this lost deer island! ”

The mustache laughed and walked down the hill.

Zhang Xiaolang was still stunned: "A new generation of big demon kings? What is it? ”

He was stunned for a moment, but found that the figure of the mustache was no longer visible.

Zhang Xiaolang looked at the empty mountain road with some surprise, there were only some sparse saplings around, and there was no place to hide at all, why did this mustache disappear in the blink of an eye?

"It's weird...... How do you always meet some strange people today, but ...... Who the hell is this mustache, and he doesn't look like a bad guy...... Oops......" Zhang Xiaolang patted his head: "I forgot to ask him what his name is, so am I, what name do you give to others?" ”

Zhang Xiaolang jumped off the branch, feeling his head groggy for a while, and almost didn't stand firm.

He burped again, and then staggered down the hill.

I don't know how long I walked, Zhang Xiaolang felt hot and painful, and felt that the whole world was spinning.