My master is invincible

Chapter 614 Wind Burial (33)

Listening to our question, the class leader smiled, but still didn't speak. This made me anxious to death, so I asked again.

He was silent for a while, and did not answer my question. Instead, he asked: "As I said just now, the Eight Immortals represent men, women, old and young, rich and poor. Little brother, which of these eight characters are you? And the little brother who dug the grave over there?" Which word?"

I thought about it for a while, I became an Eight Immortal because I was poor and had no money to go to school, so I entered the industry to become an Eight Immortal, and Chen Tiannan, the rich second generation, became an Eight Immortal because he had nothing to do, so I said to the class leader: "I It should represent the word poor, and Chen Tiannan should represent the word rich."

He nodded, pointed to Lang Gao beside him, and said, "Judging from the appearance of this little brother, he should be an official, representing the character of Eight Immortals, right?"

When I heard this, I was stunned. This troupe leader is not simple, but he actually knows facial features. You must know that the general troupe leader is half a businessman, and his mind is full of the word money, how can he understand these things.

Thinking of this, I was overjoyed. All along, I thought that lifting the coffin well and stabilizing it was a qualified Eight Immortals. I didn't really understand the Eight Immortals and this industry. But now, the class leader in front of me actually Knowing about the Eight Immortals, this... this... is incredible.

At that moment, I immediately said: "He used to be the director of the police station, and he can be regarded as an official, so he should be able to represent expensive characters."

Hearing what I said, the class leader nodded and said: "Men, women, young and old, rich and poor, you have already accounted for three of them, leaving five of them. Can someone represent those five characters among you Eight Immortals? If not, You don't need to know what's next."

I was a little anxious. I finally met a person who understood the Eight Immortals. I would not let him go, so I said to him: "My friend is Guo Yaozu. He was an Eight Immortal for a while. He is very human, especially in front of women." He is very cheap. He should be able to represent the character cheap. There is another person who was born as a man with shoulder-length hair and should be able to represent the character female. As for the word male, it should be another friend of mine. He has the responsibility of a man, and he is filial to his mother, but he stutters a bit. In terms of old age, there is one person in our team who is almost fifty. We call him Old Wang, which should represent old characters. As for less characters, it seems No."

After listening to my words, without waiting for the class leader to speak, Lang Gao suddenly spoke up. He said, "Chen Jiu, I'm an intellectual, can't I be counted among the Eight Immortals?"

"Zhike?" The class leader was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Since then, you have lost the words gui and xiao. You can't be regarded as real Eight Immortals. At most, you have the strength to carry coffins."

"I...!" I didn't know what to say to him. As for the people I mentioned just now, I am the only one who is really an Eight Immortal.Fatty Guo has already left the industry of the Eight Immortals and started a company. Yang Yan is an amateur, occasionally helping to lift the coffin, stuttering to learn the Tao, and will not be able to return until three years later. Chen Tiannan is purely a hobby and will leave the Eight Immortals anytime, anywhere In this industry, as for Old Wang, his life and death are uncertain now, let alone counted among the Eight Immortals.

Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered one thing. I remember the first time I bought the Linglong Blood Tablet from Master Jiang, he told me something inexplicable. What does it mean, he didn't tell me, and now the class leader told me that the Eight Immortals represent eight characters, is there any connection between the two?

Thinking of this, I tentatively said to the class leader: "The Eight Immortals gather in all directions, and the pterosaurs are in the sky."

As soon as the words fell, the class leader's face changed suddenly, and he grabbed my arm. I could feel his hand trembling, "Who told you this?"

Seeing his reaction, I immediately understood that he should know the meaning of these ten words, otherwise he wouldn't have this expression. Does he have anything to do with Mr. Jiang?
So, I said to him, "Senior brother told me this!" The reason why I called Mr. Jiang as senior was actually pretending to bet that the leader of the class had something to do with Mr. Jiang. As long as there was a relationship, he would definitely read In Master Jiang's face, tell me what he knows.In this way, I really know what the Eight Immortals are. Otherwise, being an Eight Immortals like I am now is not the end.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard my words, he immediately knelt down towards me, put his hands on the ground, pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, and said tremblingly: "So you are the benefactor's apprentice, please accept Huanglou's bow."

As he said that, he kowtowed to me three times desperately, his forehead was broken, and he couldn't survive, so he said that his benefactor had saved his life, and he didn't dare to forget the kindness back then, so he had to salute.

Now, I was in a bit of trouble, so I winked at Lang Gao, meaning to pull Huang Lou up.

The two of us spent a lot of effort, and finally pulled Huang Lou up. However, seeing his expression, I was stunned. He actually cried, and he cried very sadly. He hugged me tightly with both hands. Said: "I finally met my benefactor's apprentice, I... I... I... so excited."

I was a little at a loss. I originally planned to use Master Jiang's name to let him tell something about the Eight Immortals. How could I know that he actually knew my master. It is unbelievable that the master is his savior. This...Is this What a coincidence.

That Huang Lou cried for about a minute or two, as if realizing his gaffe, let go of me, wiped away his tears, and asked, "How is my benefactor doing now? Where is he? I have to thank him personally. Back then If it hadn't been for him, the graves of my family of nine would have been covered with grass, let alone my Huanglou today."

I smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm just a nominal disciple of the master, and I have never met him in real life, let alone his address."

He was taken aback, looked at me in surprise, and said, "No, that was the first time I met my benefactor. There was a middle-aged man next to him, who was older than me. How could you be the benefactor's when you are so young?" apprentice."

Hearing what he said, I thought about it. The middle-aged man he met back then, if he guessed correctly, should be Mr. Jiang. Judging from his appearance, Mr. Jiang was indeed older than him, so I told him : "The person you met should be my brother Jiang Tiansheng, known as Lord Jiang."

"Senior brother?" He was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking of something, his tone relaxed, and he said, "It seems that you should be the benefactor's little apprentice."

As he said that, he looked a little depressed, glanced at me, and continued: "What do you want to know? As long as I know, I can tell you."

"Who is my master?" I immediately asked such a question.

(End of this chapter)