Domineering little Shennong

Chapter 492 Master?

I haven't contacted Lin Xiaojing for three days.

I don't know what Lin Xiaojing is thinking.

But the hero can't hold back San Pao Xi, he is now tortured by the chili-desire-death-desire-celestial being.

However, it is not completely without benefits. The properties of peppers already have the function of detoxification.

The performance-enhancing pepper has a powerful detoxification function!
"Father, do you want to try it?" Chen Dazhi looked at Father Chen with a sincere and seductive expression, "The peppers in our vegetable garden..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen's father shook his head with a smile and interrupted him. Even if all the peppers were soaked in the Shennong pot, he was not interested.

Chen Dazhi sighed, thinking to himself: If Lin Xiaojing is really afraid that he will disrupt her life...

Hey--

I still have to improve my practice as soon as possible, improve my own strength, and find a way back to the past.

Father Chen handed Chen Dazhi a cigarette, and Chen Dazhi took the lighter from his father and lit it for himself.

He once had an idea that smoking was not allowed in school at that time, so he thought, one day, he would smoke a cigarette, drink some beer, face to face with Father Chen, and toast.

"Dad, do you think I look handsome when I smoke?" Chen Dazhi blinked and said.

"Well, follow me, your father was also a handsome guy from all over the world when he was young." Father Chen nodded.

"..." What Dad said was really immodest, but it was very comfortable to say, Chen Dazhi touched his face, he is very handsome, there is nothing wrong with him.

Dragging his exhausted body, Chen Dazhi faced the direction of the sun, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

The morning sun is the best time.

At the same time, there was a sound like water flowing in his body.

In fact, he was manipulating the "Shenhuo Body Refining Art". Under Qingyan's refinement, yesterday's cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants... peppers, the changing gas, were more and more fused into his body cells, Even all the time, the cells in his body are undergoing subtle changes.

When Chen Goudan led two elderly people in their 50s and walked in from the outside.

Chen Dazhi let out a mouthful of turbid air, then took a deep breath, and opened his eyes. The "Shenhuo Body Training Art" happened to have run for a small week, and Chen Dazhi stood up.I feel better physically and mentally than before.

Chen Goudan said, "Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang, among the more than 300 registered villagers, they are the only two who have sensed that gas sensation."

"Master, accept us."

"We must follow the teacher's teachings carefully, and we will never do anything to betray the teacher."

The two old men spoke almost simultaneously.

The corners of Chen Dazhi's eyes twitched, and Father Chen also looked stunned.

In terms of age or seniority, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang are also of the same age as him, even the lowest seniority is also his peer.

Chen Dazhi looked at Chen Goudan, and Chen Goudan was also taken aback for a moment, apparently not knowing what the situation was, how could Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang say that suddenly.

Accepting an apprentice who is older than oneself, in the world of ancient martial arts, it is not a deviant thing to judge by the standard of the master as a teacher.

However, in the ancient martial arts world, the relationship between the master and the apprentice is similar to that in ancient China, where each apprentice is half the same size, and they especially pay attention to respecting the teacher and respecting the way.

But since then, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang have become Chen Dazhi's juniors.

Seeing Chen Dazhi hesitate, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang became impatient.

They looked at each other, it was from Uncle Zhang.

He said that a few decades ago, a fortune-teller came to Chenjia Village. He didn’t want money for fortune-telling. Someone in the village asked him for fortune-telling. I'm going to beat him up and say he's talking nonsense.

Who knew that the fortune teller didn't even look at it, so he told the family conditions and demographics of that person one by one, including who's beans he stole from when he was a child, and whose door he smashed... It turned out that he didn't miss a word.

Uncle Zhang seemed to be afraid that Chen Dazhi would not believe him, so he quickly gave Aunt Wang a wink, and Aunt Wang immediately acted as the best helper and said, "Liu Wang was so frightened that he took out ten yuan at that time, and insisted on giving it to the fortune teller so that he could give it to him." I must help him, but the fortune teller didn't even look at it. He said that Liu Wang's two children were not filial, so Liu Wang should keep the money for himself and save it up."

"This is the money of the exorbitant family, and he can't take it. Liu Wang turned pale when he heard this. The exorbitant household in the countryside means that there are no children and no descendants. But everyone is very curious. Liu Wang has been praising his two sons and daughter-in-law. Filial piety, I only heard Liu Wang burst into tears suddenly. It turned out that he had deliberately pretended to prevent his sons from being blackmailed and ruining their reputation. When people around heard Liu Wang's crying, they only felt that this fortune teller He is a master with real skills."

Chen Dazhi blinked, what happened decades ago, even at that time, 10 yuan was a lot, the fortune teller is really an expert, but what does it have to do with him?What does it have to do with the fact that they call him master now and join the Panlong Cooperative as a master?
Uncle Zhang continued.

Many people became curious and asked the fortune teller to tell their fortunes. The fortune teller kept shaking his head until he saw Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang.

He told Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang to go home, and each would steam a bowl of rice for him, and the other would serve him a bowl of noodles.

At that time, they felt that the fortune teller must have a deep meaning in doing this, and before that, he showed his hand, not to mention the person involved, even the onlookers at the time kept urging Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang to let them hurry up.

Everyone was so curious as to what kind of medicine this fortune teller was selling in the gourd.

But later, the fortune teller ate the rice from Uncle Zhang’s house and the noodles from Aunt Wang’s house, wiped his mouth, stood up, thanked the two of them, and said in his mouth that since he ate other people’s food, he couldn’t eat free food in return ...

Chen Dazhi's eyes widened, and he reconfirmed that there was no need for two elderly people in their 50s to joke with him, "Did the fortune teller really say that?"

Father Chen also said with a reminiscence look on his face that he also vaguely remembered that a very powerful fortune teller once came to the village, but he couldn’t remember what the fortune teller looked like, let alone whether that fortune teller was with Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang. He said that in order to repay their kindness, they had to wait decades to worship Chen Dazhi as their teacher.

One must know that Chen Dazhi was not born at that time.

Moreover, matters of metaphysics are very mysterious in the world of ancient martial arts.

Panlong cooperative has added four new members.

Except for Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang who insisted on worshiping Chen Dazhi as his teacher, Chen Dazhi couldn't resist in the end, or the two old people would kneel down to him. Named disciple.The matter of salutation will be discussed later when you become a direct disciple.

The other two people are naturally Father Chen and Mother Chen. Father Chen is the chief law enforcement officer of the Panlong Cooperative, and Mother Chen is the chief law enforcement officer of the Panlong Cooperative.

Putting two freshly picked tomatoes from the vegetable garden into the hands of Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang, Chen Dazhi hurriedly asked them to take them back to eat, and practice hard after eating.

Then he completed the first layer of the exercises of "Wan Qi Gui Zong" and "One Qi Proving the Tao" later, and handed them over to them, and then drove them out.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang looked excited, and they were not at all unhappy to be driven away.

Just as Chen Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang's wives and children led a group of people and directly blocked the Chen family compound.

"Chen Dazhi, get out of here!" A man who looked about the same age as Father Chen shouted.

"Chen Dazhi, what kind of blurring drug did you give my mother? Let my mother worship you as a teacher. You have become our ancestor." A sturdy-looking rural woman said.

It is an indisputable fact that in rural areas, ideology generally lags behind that of cities.

In their traditional thinking, Chen Dazhi is a teenager, a student who just dropped out, what skills can he have?
If it is true, whoever in the village, the suona player, the respected old man, the he-haired and child-like face, even if he accepts Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang as disciples, it is nothing.

Maybe their children and children will feel happy and have face.

Because this is folk art!

(End of this chapter)