1001st Ascension

One was handed to Wu Shi's mouth.

Wu Shi glanced at Wen Chang quickly, and found that the disciple was just burying his head in eating, so he opened his mouth, and took the white wonton from the master's chopsticks into his mouth, lowered his head and chewed slowly with a reddish face.

"Haha, apprentice, so you don't want to eat, but you want me to feed you. Come on, come on, let me feed you for the teacher, come on, open your mouth." When Ling Jun saw Wu Shi, he swallowed the wonton like a snatch He put it in his mouth, thinking that he was very hungry, so he grabbed another one and moved closer.

Wu Shi quickly glanced at the sixteen disciples again, and found that although Wen Chang lowered his head, he moved his shoulders slightly, and smiled very suppressedly, so he blushed, stood up suddenly, and walked out the door.

When I got to the door, I turned around, looked at the master with an inexplicable face, and said softly: "Master, you eat first, I will go to the lake to see if I can catch a fish and cook it."

Ling Jun turned around and asked Wenchang puzzled: "Isn't this breakfast not finished yet, lunch is about to be prepared, our Lingshi pie should become a gourmet pie, right?"

Wenchang Xingjun: The Bullied Child

Wenchang finally laughed exaggeratedly, flattering his master's humor too much.

"Hurry up, let's go and have a look too. In this small village in the Paradise Garden, the fish in the lake must be very delicious." Ling Jun quickly finished the wonton noodles in the bowl, and dragged Wenchang to chase after the big disciple go.

When they arrived at the lake, they found no one there. They were wondering if this lake was not the only one in this village, but they found a small boat in the middle of the lake flashing by quickly. The young man in a sky-blue robe sitting on it seemed to be Wu Shi. .

"Apprentice, apprentice", Ling Jun shouted a few times, but Wu Shi did not agree, and he just drove a small boat and quickly sank into the lotus bushes.

Ling Jun was a little anxious, he looked around, looking for a boat to catch up with, a small boat just galloped over, and the pole was an old man in gray, with a thin face and hale and hearty.

"Old man, do you want to rent this boat?" Ling Jun asked anxiously.

"Guests come from far away, how can you rent it? Hurry up and get on the boat and let the old seventeen give you a ride." The old man glanced at Wenchang, smiled very kindly, stopped in front of the two, and docked. Let the two come up.

After getting on the boat, Ling Jun glanced at the old man, and asked curiously: "Old man, just now you called yourself old seventeen, could it be that even your old man is the son of a peach blossom lady?".

"I'm ashamed and ashamed, the old seventeen failed many times, and he was nearly fifty years old before he was selected as a scholar, and then he had the opportunity to be selected as a peach blossom lady. In this life, I am content." The old man pushed the boat with one hand and touched the comb with the other. A half-black and half-white beard that had been shaved off, looked up to the sky and laughed heartily.

This Peach Blossom Lady, what an alluring country and city she must have attracted countless young men and old men to bow their heads. Looking at the laughing old man, Ling Jun couldn't help but fantasize about it.

Wen Chang stared at the sachet on the old man's waist, frowning.

Seventeenth rowed the boat and turned around on the lake, but he didn't find the boat Wu Shi was riding in. Ling Jun was a little anxious, so he asked Seventeenth to roll the boat into the lotus bushes.

Old Seventeen was quite easy to talk to, he turned the bow of the boat, and swayed to the depths of the lotus in the direction Ling Jun pointed.

The more you go in, the rarer the varieties of lotus are, and the color of the flowers has changed from the outermost pink to colorful, and there are several rare varieties of black and gold.

Wen Chang was sitting in the stern of the boat, and at first he was listening to the little master chatting casually with the old man, but then he felt a little sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.

Wenchang, who was soundly asleep, felt the crackling noises in his ears like popping beans, and his body hurt from being hit. The clouds were dense, and the big raindrops fell in a hurry, hitting the lotus leaves, making a crackling sound.

"What the hell is this weather, master, why don't we go back first, maybe the master has already gone back." Wen Chang sat up and said to Ling Jun at the bow.

The bow of the boat was empty, there was no little master, no old Seventeen who was rocking the boat, the boat stopped quietly among the lotus bushes, surrounded by beautifully blooming black lotuses.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Wen Chang's whole body was drenched like a soaked chicken. He looked around anxiously, but he didn't see half a shadow of his master.

He went to the bow of the boat, picked up the penny that was lying on the boat, imitated the example of old Shi Qi, and swung it back and forth vigorously, but the boat did not move at all.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the wind is like a knife cutting, and the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger, and they are greeted down face to face. Wenchang feels like a dead leaf in the rainstorm, and it will be torn in a short while. crushed.

"Beat him, you bastard without a father." Suddenly, there was a loud noise from a child in front of him. Wen Chang tried his best to wipe his face before he opened his eyes and looked forward.

There were five children sitting in a small boat, the four older ones were kicking and punching the smaller one, the little boy only knew how to hold his head and call for his mother mournfully.

But these little devils became more and more excited. One of them, the biggest one, stretched out his hand and pulled the little boy's hair, like pulling a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and dragged him to the side of the boat, pushing his head hard. Pressing it in the water, the little boy gripped the side of the boat with both hands in horror, so strong that the big one couldn't drag it for a while. The big one raised his head and yelled fiercely at the children watching: "Are they all dead? Hurry up and help me."

Seeing this, several children next to him hurried forward, pickpocket pickpocket, push butt pusher, the little boy's little hand was pulled red, after being forcibly pushed away from the ship's side by several hands, he burst into tears in despair, He raised his head towards the air and called out to his mother.

"Stop, where did the barbaric child come from? Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young, and even bully those who are younger than you?" Wenchang was furious. He put down the penny, forgetting that he couldn't swim at all, and jumped into the water , to the boat.

Strangely, he walked in the water as if walking on flat ground.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in your own business. This kid is a bastard. He should be buried in the pond just like his mother. What right does he have to sit in the same school with us?" The older child crossed his arms. Waist, angry, with a face of justice.

Wenchang ignored him, walked to the side of the boat, picked up the child, pressed his head on his shoulder, stretched out his hand, and patted him on the back lightly.

"Hahaha, treat him so well, are you his father?" The older child laughed maliciously, looked at Wenchang, leaned forward and backward with a smile, and said to his little follower: "This wild man, with This little bastard really deserves a look, said, did he also fall in love with his coquettish mother, and rushed to be his stepfather?"

"Fuck your mother's stepfather, get out," Wen Chang, who behaved wildly but has been gentle for several lifetimes, not only cursed for the first time, but also kicked the older boy's ass.

Seeing Wenchang who was burning with anger all over his body, the eldest child quickly hid away, yelling "the wild man is beating someone", and led a few younger followers to jump into the water with a bang, and disappeared in an instant.

"Damn it, if I see you bully again, I'll hit you every time I see you," Wen Chang yelled towards the distant water surface in disbelief, and kicked the side of the boat again.

"Mom, is he my father?" The little boy lying on his shoulder suddenly raised his head and asked towards the lotus bush.

The sky cleared instantly, and the bright black lotus bloomed, and the innermost flower core turned red.

Wenchang curiously followed the child's line of sight to look at the densest part of the black lotus, but he saw only the slight breeze, but not a single person.

But the little boy turned his head to look at Wenchang as if he heard something, and asked expectantly: "My mother asked me to ask you, would you like to be my father?"

Wen Chang smiled, feeling that the child was really too lonely, how could he recognize his father to a stranger who had only met him once, so he straightened his face and said to him seriously: "Boy, father is not It's a fool's errand, everyone has only one father, don't forget about your family's lintel, hey, where is your own father?"

The little boy quickly glanced at Hei Lian, then closed his mouth, his tears were like a broken dam, and instantly wet Wen Chang's shoulders.

"Hey, good, good, good, child, don't cry, did your father have an accident, so I will be your godfather, and from now on, godfather will protect you", Wenchang was crying by the child Feeling heartbroken, he hurriedly coaxed.

There was a slight sound of air flow, Wenchang looked up, but saw a sachet flying straight towards Heilian, smashing it into his arms, a faint fragrance of peach blossoms emanated from the sachet, Wenchang was taken aback, and was about to reach out He went to take it, but was snatched away by a hand stretched out of nowhere.

Wenchang looked up, but saw the little master grinning at the sachet in his hand, put it in his nose and smelled it, and then reluctantly returned it to the old seventeen, saying: "Old man, your sachet has been lost. ".

In front of him, the weather was sunny and the multicolored lotus was in full bloom. Wen Chang quickly lowered his head and looked into his arms. There was no such thing as a child, it was just a huge black lotus.

Seeing Wenchang holding a black lotus in a daze, Ling Jun joked with a smile: "There is a saying that there are flowers that can be broken straight away, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches, little Wenchang, you are really a young man, more than you The master is much better."

Wen Changzheng was puzzled by the dream of being so gentle and gentle just now. Hearing the little master's usual indecent tone, he felt back to reality. Hearing the master's evaluation of the master, he hurriedly said: "Master There is someone in your heart, can't Master feel it?"

"Do you still need to feel it? He told me a long time ago." Ling Jun glanced at Wenchang, wondering why his eldest disciple said nothing to his apprentices.

Wen Chang looked at him in surprise, Ling Jun was about to bend over to pick the