In the middle of the night, he suddenly jumped off the wall. He was a little scared when he put this on anyone. Han Yue subconsciously shivered.

The big head was quick and he didn't see how he moved. He shook his feet slightly and then dodged away.

"Tsk tsk, peeing three feet against the wind, and the smell is so strong that it is so strong that the little guy is still a virgin." The old man smiled and his eyes greeted him in the lower three ways. Han Yue quickly lifted his pants, and he always felt that the old man had bad intentions.

This smile is so fuckingly vulgar. You can often see it in later generations. Generally, middle-aged uncles with ulterior motives hold lollipops in hand to deceive the little girl to see goldfish.

"Grandma, although the lollipop has become a teaching martial arts, the routine still changes the soup and not the medicine. This is probably an old liar. I have to be careful." Han Yue took a few steps back carefully and looked up and down at the old man.

An old face, a hunched body, a huge head, a wretched smile...

hiss--

He suddenly gasped and felt a little familiar.

No, it's not familiar, it's familiar.

The old man's appearance is clearly similar to the master he made up. Is this a coincidence or an artificial arrangement?

He subconsciously looked around. The wind was as cool as water at night, and there was no sign of a ghost on the street. This situation should eliminate the suspicion of mischief.

After all, it is now the Tang Dynasty, and Goryeo Bangzi's plastic surgery technique has not been invented yet. The old man in front of him is definitely the original appearance.

The original version scared Han Yue even more, because it means that the lie he made up can no longer be covered up and may be exposed.

"Are you a god? Or a monster?" Han Yue hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to test it.

The old man appeared too abruptly. He jumped off the wall in the middle of the night. He fell to the ground without bent his legs and didn't even make a sound on the ground. You should know that this wall is not an ordinary wall, but a load-bearing wall of a super mall. The wall is nine meters away from the ground.

Jumping down from such a height, let alone a person, even a cat will fall to death.

However, this big head has nothing to do!

Han Yue almost suspected that he was not in an ordinary Tang Dynasty, but in another world with a fantasy nature. He glanced secretly at the ground, trying to see if there was a shadow under the other person's feet.

Han Yue, a person who knows martial arts in the Tang Dynasty, has also seen many people. Li Fenghua can knock down Gu Song with one knife, and Liu Heishi can kill the war horse with one hammer. The two generals are very brave, but after all, they are still in the category of normal people.

The big head in front of me is very abnormal!

Look at his extremely old appearance. He must be ninety-nine if he is not a hundred years old. At such an age, he is difficult to walk. He usually lies obediently on the hospital bed and waits for death. He has no strength to jump down from the high wall.

"Don't be afraid of little guy. I am neither a god nor a monster, nor a ghost without shadow." Big head smiled, suddenly picked up the wine gourd from his waist, pulled open the plug and took a sip, and said, "But I am not an ordinary person, the five masters in the world, I am the best in the world."

This is domineering. Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and martial arts. The old man's hunched body is slightly erect inadvertently, and his face is still that old. However, his eyes are closed, there is a flash of light, as if the universe is deep, and it is all-encompassing.

In a trance, Han Yue had the illusion of facing the mountains and seas. The old man was clearly in front of him, but he felt that he was illusory and unpredictable across thousands of mountains and rivers.

"How is this? Is this beautiful hand?" The big head suddenly made a sound, and an old face came to Han Yue, and said in a straightforward manner: "Has I become extremely magical in your eyes just now, and I feel like facing the common people of the universe, and then I startled you?"

"Not bad! The boy was really shocked..." Han Yue grabbed his forehead and quietly took two steps to keep himself away from the old man.

The big head smiled proudly and said, "To be honest, this is a martial art that specializes in the mind and is most suitable for seducing beautiful girls and also for scaring pretentious people. Do you want to learn it?"

"Do I want to learn?" Han Yue murmured. He was about to answer, but suddenly his heart twitched and his eyes became a little dull. "You just said that this kind of martial arts is suitable for scaring pretentious people. What is a pretentious person?"

When he asked this, his heart was pounding, afraid that the old man would notice it.

Fortunately, my big head did not think too much, but instead said with a look of silence: "I am Zi Yangfeng, known as Zi Yang Zhenren, and that pretentious person is the local dialect of my distant hometown, so you may not understand it."

"It would be strange if I don't understand!" Han Yue said in a dark corner, but he couldn't say this even if he beat him to death. He had to grit his teeth and resist the shock on his face.

Pretending to be a pretentious person, such words will never appear in the Tang Dynasty. What this big-headed Zi Yang Zhenren said can only be later generations.

No wonder, he would say that he was distant hometown! No wonder, he looked desolate!

Han Yuezhen had an understanding of this feeling.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land will make you feel a different mood.

Once upon a time, Han Yue thought he had forgotten the past, but it was not until this moment that he realized that the hometown where I was born and raised would always linger in his heart.

"Real person, how many years have you been away from your hometown?" His eyes flashed and he began to slander carefully.

Zi Yangfeng looked at the face of memories and sighed slowly: "I left home and returned to my eldest son at a young age, but my hometown accent has not changed. Others have left home since I was young. I only left my hometown when I was forty years old. Now I am one hundred years old and have been here forty years."

"Is your hometown far away? I heard that you miss you very much, why haven't you been home for forty years?" Han Yue's eyes flashed, and his tone became unconsciously excited.

Fortunately, Ziyang Zhenren fell into memories and did not pay much attention to Han Yue's expression. He stroked his long beard and looked sad. Xiao Suo said: "My hometown is very far away, and the journey home is broken. I am destined to die in a foreign land in this life."

Han Yue's heart sank and felt sad inexplicably.

Zi Yangfeng suddenly looked at him and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to pretend to be a paradise and use the method of playing games to accept you as a disciple. I don't want you to be aware of my hometown obsession. This paradise can no longer be used to."

"No, no, you are a master, in the eyes of a kid, you are a master." Han Yue quickly spoke out. This old man not only lived to be one hundred years old, but also his fellow villager. He only traveled through time at the age of sixty and became the best in the world after traveling through time. The old man's experience is simply a legend.

Zi Yangfeng laughed. The longer people live, the more they like to listen to children. Although Han Yue is already a teenager, in his eyes, there is no difference between him and a doll wearing open-crotch pants.

He raised his head and took another sip of wine, then handed the wine gourd to Han Yue, and smiled and said, "Good disciple, take a sip of the apprenticeship bar, which can be regarded as seeing me off."

"Sending you off?" Han Yue was slightly stunned and said in confusion: "What are you going to send? Where are you going?"

Zi Yangfeng looked up at the sky and suddenly pointed at the vast starry sky with his finger.

Han Yue felt a sense of ingenuity in his heart. He hesitated for a long time and asked tentatively: "What do you mean is to go to heaven?"

"Everyone is going to die!" Zi Yangfeng smiled leisurely and said lightly: "I have lived a full hundred years old. Even in my hometown, I am considered a long-lived person. Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are bright, and the breeze is as cool as water. This is so beautiful. It is just suitable for me to take off my stinky skin and leave this dirty world..."

"The old man is really good at joking. I see that you are in good health. You jump off the wall so high, without bent your legs."

Zi Yangfeng yelled, and he didn't refute Han Yue's words. Suddenly, he took action like lightning and gently slapped Han Yue. Han Yue felt like he was struck by lightning, and his whole body was numb and unable to move.

"Good disciple, the time has come. You are reluctant to become a disciple. I can only use it." He slowly spread his palm and slowly pressed it on Han Yue's sky spirit cover.

A strange warm current quietly emerged, from Zi Yangfeng's palm to Han Yue's body. This warm current was very weak at first, and gradually became like a river in the Yangtze River. Han Yue felt that all his limbs were extremely swelling and painful. The warm current rushed from the Tianling Cap to the abdomen, and then rushed back to the Tianling Cap from the abdomen. This repeated nine times, like a tide surging, and a magical power gradually grew from the body.

"It's true that you are a person of great luck. Your bone is much stronger than me." I don't know how long it took, Zi Yangfeng finally withdrew the palm that was squeaking Han Yue's forehead. He was sweating all over, and his face was pale and scary, as if he would die at any time.

Han Yue's bones exploded, and the magical power in his body continued to become stronger. He finally broke through the acupoints pointed by Zi Yangfeng. His body shook slightly and was able to move.

"It's very good, it's very good!" Zi Yangfeng looked happy and nodded and smiled, "I instilled all my skills in you. I originally thought it would lose 20%, but I didn't expect you to absorb them all, it's very good, it's very good..."

He smiled happily, his voice gradually became a little listless. Han Yue's heart thumped, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said anxiously: "Old man, you look very bad, don't talk for now, sit down and rest quickly."

Zi Yangfeng chuckled, and said weakly: "You are right, I should take a break. I'm really tired after living for two lifetimes for a whole hundred years."

He became more and more depressed when he said this. He reluctantly looked up at Han Yue and gasped, "But I can't rest here, I want to rest in the sky. There is an allusion for meteors in my hometown. When the meteor passes by on the sky, as long as you make a wish for it, this wish will be fulfilled soon."

Han Yue's eyes were bitter, and two lines of hot tears rolled down. He could feel the old man's vitality fading rapidly.

Zi Yangfeng suddenly raised his arm, pointed at the stars in the sky tremblingly, and murmured: "Meteor, meteor, why haven't you appeared yet? I'm still waiting to make a wish, I'm still waiting to go home. I really want to see the mountains and rivers of my hometown before I die..."

His voice became lower and lower, his eyes kept searching in the sky, but no meteor noticed. His face gradually became dark, his neck gradually became weak, and a huge head slowly lowered.

"Master!" Han Yue shouted. At this moment, he abandoned all his concerns and suddenly lay beside Zi Yangfeng, saying sadly: "Master, you have a good journey. If you can meet in the sky in the future, your disciple will invite you to McDonald's!"

Zi Yangfeng was shocked, his huge head was thrust up, and his eyes were fixed on Han Yue.

There are surprises, reliefs, farewells, and satisfactions.

"McDonald's, McDonald's, what a McDonald's! I really didn't expect that you, my master and apprentice were still fellow villagers. God has harmed me for the rest of my life, and I will treat me well before dying." He turned his back and suddenly grabbed Han Yue and shouted: "Good apprentice, you have to be careful of someone, he is..."

Before the word "Yes" was finished, a meteor suddenly passed by in the sky, Zi Yangfeng's eyes suddenly became turbid, and his breath dissipated instantly.

A legendary old man went there like this!

He left with a smile, because before he died, he met people from his hometown.

God fulfilled his wish.

Han Yue whistled up to the sky and griefed. He hugged Zi Yangfeng's body with both hands, his face full of tears. How lonely the time traveler is. He has been in the Tang Dynasty for less than two years and has been unable to bear it. The old man traveled for forty years. How hard should he bear the homesickness in his heart?

"Master, please go. Please help your disciple explore the way home..." He murmured, picked up the old man's body in the waist, and walked slowly in the trade step by step.

There is a bright moon in the sky, shining on the earth!
Chapter completed!