Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 26 Examination and Punishment
When he came to the venue, Fang Yanming glanced around and found that the venue was quite spacious, so he was relieved.

Seeing again in the gazebo, everyone was laughing at Yan Yan, and pointing themselves from time to time, laughing loudly, they didn't understand what the dialect meant.

I thought to myself: Hmph!Everyone wants to see my jokes, so just watch it!This time I won't hit a tree again!
After making up his mind, he stepped forward lightly, took one step, took a breath, and breathed out when he took the second step.In this way, step by step, step out slowly.

At first, Fang Yanming still felt a little uncomfortable.But gradually, streams of heat gushed out from the soles of the feet, making people feel extremely comfortable.After stepping once, and then again, walking away over and over again.

At the beginning, several disciples couldn't see the miraculousness of his footwork, but as Fang Yanming stepped down again and again, their faces changed one after another.First indifference, then surprise, then horror.

I saw that the white figure was getting faster and faster in the field, which seemed to be somewhat unpredictable.Several afterimages swished across the air, making it difficult for several people to see clearly.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at the expressions of the crowd, and sighed: "There is a saying in the Luoshen Fu: It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

"Yu lightly stands on a crane, if it is about to fly, it will not fly."

"The body is swift and flying, and it is erratic like a god."

"Moving is impermanent, if it is dangerous, it is safe. When it is difficult to enter and stop, if it is going, it will be returning. I am not as good as..."

But, before he finished sighing, the tree-hitting link that he loves to hear and see came again.

Under Fang Yanming's movement of rubbing his forehead and exhaling pain, everyone roared with laughter...

In a short while, in the pavilion, the dialect who was surrounded by the crowd received an extremely warm welcome.

Qu Lingfeng brought him fruit, Chen Xuanfeng poured him tea, Mei Chaofeng brushed his forehead, Lu Chengfeng told him stories, Wu Mianfeng applied ointment, uh... and Feng Mofeng couldn't squeeze in. .

Seeing his apprentice's hopeless appearance, Huang Yaoshi felt helpless and hurriedly stopped him.

"Okay! Stop surrounding your juniors! What do you look like!"

As soon as this remark came out, the five people dispersed immediately.

Huang Yaoshi stepped forward, glanced at Fang Yanming who was enjoying himself, and asked gently: "That's right! Boy Ming, my little uncle hasn't asked yet! What's your lightness skill called?"

Huh?Hearing this, Fang Yanming stopped eating peaches, looked around at the people with expectant expressions, blinked innocently, and said shyly, "Hey, I forgot!"

After finishing speaking, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and explained again.

"At that time, I was eating, and the old man told me what kind of pie! What kind of step!"

Speaking of this, he changed his expression again, and said with a look of displeasure: "The old man is really too! I don't know if he is not active in eating, and there is something wrong with his thinking! He is still talking about what is there and what is not."

After hearing his words, several people brushed their foreheads with helpless faces, only Huang Yaoshi was muttering something, looking thoughtful.

Seeing this, everyone fell silent, and only the sounds of gnawing food and light footsteps came out in the pavilion.

Suddenly, Huang Yaoshi's eyes lit up, he turned his head abruptly, and asked loudly: "But the Happy School? Lingboweibu?"

As soon as this remark came out, Fang Yanming's eyes lit up, and his head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

He didn't even eat the sweet peaches, and jumped to his little uncle in a few steps, grabbed his clothes, and asked expectantly: "Little uncle! You know?"

Huang Yaoshi turned around and saw that his apprentice and his wife were both curious. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "I know, but there are very few of them."

After finishing speaking, he held Fang Yanming in his arms and began to talk about it.

"This Xiaoyao faction, it is said that it has won a great victory more than a hundred years ago. Its head, Xu Zhuzi, has profound kung fu, and it is rumored that he has unpredictable abilities."

"Of course this is an exaggeration, but Xu Zhuzi's martial arts should be extremely high. After all, a hundred years ago was the heyday of martial arts."

"However, 70 years ago, this sect suddenly disappeared overnight, and there is no trace of it anymore."

Hearing this, Feng Heng had some thoughts for no reason, so he hurriedly asked: "Brother Yao, do you think it could be Jingkang..."

Her words made everyone's breath heavy, except for the incomprehensible dialect.

With a puzzled expression on his face, he looked left and right, and saw his brothers and sisters, as well as his younger uncle and aunt all looked gloomy and silent.

Fang Yanming stretched out his hand and pulled Huang Yaoshi's sleeve. Seeing him come back to his senses, he hurriedly asked curiously: "Little uncle, why don't you continue talking? And, Jingkang..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Heng's words.

"Read more books, and you will know later."

After she finished speaking, she glared at her little nephew again, and then she stopped talking.

At the side, Huang Yaoshi silently recited two lines of "Jingkang", then suddenly let out a long sigh, and said, "That's the only way I can think of it!"

Smiling slightly, he exclaimed: "I, Huang Yaoshi, are said to be extremely smart, but this Linglong's thoughts are not as good as yours, Ah Heng."

As soon as this remark came out, all the disciples began to praise their teacher's wife, praising her as a fairy that only existed in that day and was unique in the world.

After such a gag, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and covered up this heavy topic...

"Stories! Stories!"

Fang Yanming raised his body, jumped onto the stone table, and shouted loudly, finally bringing everyone back to the topic again.

Yaoshi Huang began to talk again.

"The Xiaoyao School, it is said that there are seven great town schools, and this Lingboweibu is one of them."

"It's also the only lightness skill." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Fang Yanming, with a hint of ambiguity in his tone.

"Wow! So powerful!"

Fang Yanming let out a scream and danced happily.The cute appearance also makes everyone around them clap their hands and laugh.

"Little uncle! What else?" After bouncing around twice, he impatiently asked Huang Yaoshi again.

"Gone!"

"What? This is gone?"

Fang Yanming looked skeptical and said, "Little uncle, where did you just say that?"

Seeing him like this, Huang Yaoshi also looked helpless, and explained: "This is all a hundred years ago, and the Xiaoyao Sect has long since disappeared without a trace, how could my little uncle know where to go!"

"That's it, it was your little uncle and me who had inadvertently mentioned it when we exchanged martial arts with the Southern Emperor Duan Huangye!"

After speaking, he nodded angrily to the speechless little boy, and continued: "Besides, what's the use of knowing all this?"

Fang Yanming immediately showed dissatisfaction, pushed away Huang Yaoshi's finger, and shouted: "Why is it useless! Maybe, my old man is the successor of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Know more, when I find him, I will learn all the magical skills of the Xiaoyao School!" He chuckled, his face full of fantasy.

As if thinking of something, he clenched his fists and began to dance, shouting while dancing.

"When the time comes, our Xiaoxia Fang will kick the senior senior brother, punch the second senior senior brother, and head-butt the third senior senior sister..."

As he was talking, Fang Yanming suddenly felt a chill rising from his body, and he shuddered suddenly, and came back to his senses.

He saw Qu, Chen, Mei, Lu, Wu, and even Feng beside him, all six of them were staring at him with malicious expressions on their faces.

"Hey! I said I was joking, brothers and sisters, do you believe me?" Fang Yanming cautiously opened his mouth to test.

"Hee hee! Junior brother, do you think we believe it?" The six immediately surrounded him.

Bang bang bang, ah ah ah!There were constant beatings and screams.

"Senior Sister, no, stop playing!"

"Hahaha! Second senior brother, I was wrong! It's so itchy!"

"Fourth senior brother, don't slap someone in the face! Slapping in the face hurts your self-esteem!"

"Ah! I wipe..."

In the end, the farce finally came to an end under the mediation of Feng Heng and Huang Yaoshi.

At this time, Fang Yanming looked ridiculous.

I saw the two large bumps on his forehead that were about to disappear were swollen again, which corresponded to the sentence that the horns of the head are protruding.

Also, the sockets of his eyes are black and blue, fearing that after a while, they will turn into jet black.

In addition, his originally neat hair was also scattered, messy like a bird's nest, and it was mixed with withered yellow branches that came from nowhere.

At this time, Fang Yanming had an expression of wanting to cry, with his legs clamped tightly, and his hands were covering his lower body all the time. From time to time, he sneaked a few glances at the refreshed brothers and sisters around him, for fear that they would do it again.

"Oh! Poor one!" Feng Heng's distressed voice came out.

He suddenly heard the sounds of nature.His nose twitched, his eyes were reddish, his eyes were full of grievances, and he looked very pitiful, and threw himself into the arms of his aunt.

However, Feng Heng's face changed before he got in his place.

I saw her face gloating, tapped her nephew's head twice, chuckled, and said, "You deserve it! You have such a trick that only thunders but never rains! Auntie will never eat it again!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Heng hummed Wu Nong's ditty in his mouth, and walked away gracefully with lotus steps.

Halfway through, she suddenly turned around, smiled sweetly, and announced the cruelest decision with the most beautiful face.

"By the way! To punish you! There will be one more copybook tomorrow! Your writing, ouch..." As she spoke, she shuddered and left quickly.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yan was as if struck by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and was about to cry when Qu Lingfeng's voice came out again.

"Starting tomorrow, add an extra stick of incense during the standing time!"

After speaking, he also left proudly.

Fang Yanming was about to open his mouth to struggle again, but was interrupted by Chen Xuanfeng.

"Senior brother is right! Junior brother, tomorrow brother will help you train."

This bad news has not passed yet, and the next nightmare is coming again.

I saw Mei Chaofeng walking to his junior brother with a smile, with a sly look on his face, he first scolded the two of them, and said: "Eldest senior brother, second senior brother, you have gone too far!"

Immediately, he turned his head again and said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, from tomorrow onwards, after the meal, the dishes will be handed over to you! I will specially tell the dumb servant!"

"This is a trial for you! Come on! Junior brother!" She smacked her nose triumphantly as she spoke, and then bounced away.

A series of blows came, making Fang Yanming a little breathless.

At this time, Lu Chengfeng came up again, sighed softly, patted his shoulder, and walked away.

"Fourth senior brother, you treat me..."

This action warmed his heart, and he wanted to say thanks, but his jaw dropped in shock at what happened next.

Lu Chengfeng turned around suddenly, and said with a look of contempt: "Come on! Junior brother! I'll help my wife find copybooks, don't worry! I will find the best one for you!"

The word "best" means gritted teeth, and that expression is telling Fang Yanming that this is the best, and the number of words must be the most...

After a long time, only Wu and Feng were left by his side. Fang Yanming looked dull and said dumbly, "Fifth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, what else can I order?"

Seeing his junior brother's expression of wanting to cry but no tears, Wu Mianfeng sighed slightly, just patted his shoulder, and walked away resentfully.

Seeing Wu Mianfeng leave, Fang Yanming's dull eyes turned to the last person present.

Feng Mofeng looked sympathetic, patted his arm, nodded solemnly, and said in a heavy tone: "Junior brother, take care."

After finishing speaking, he left happily, shouting as he walked.

"Haha! It feels so good not to be a junior!"

Hearing these words, Fang Yanming's originally dull expression changed immediately, and then he heard him cry out in grief and indignation.

"A sin!"

The hearty laughter echoed in the sky of the Peach Blossom Valley...

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