Pang Yu went to the water shop to buy new water, and the juice happened to be squeezed out. He couldn't get it himself, and he didn't dare to ask the White Ghost King to help, so he just looked at the old man silently.

The White Ghost King stretched out his hand and helped him take half of it.

Pang Yu smiled and followed him back to the court.

Yao Changtian walked and observed Pang Yu.

Being stared at by the White Ghost King is not like being stared at by ordinary people. Even if Pang Yu didn't know martial arts, he was still looked down upon. In the end, he had to look at the White Ghost King pitifully and thought to himself - Master, you are a bit scary.

The White Ghost King seemed to be a little interested in Pang Yu. He rarely showed interest in people or things. After looking at him for a long time, he suddenly let out a "ha" sound, as if he thought of something interesting, and laughed quietly.

One sound.

Pang Yu looked at the White Ghost King.

The White Ghost King said, "It's too late to learn martial arts now."

Pang Yu made him amused, "Don't be funny, old man. How can I endure such hardship? Practicing martial arts is not suitable for me."

The White Ghost King raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Does practicing Kung Fu involve hardship? Does it not depend on talent?"

Pang Yu was happy, "You don't have to endure hardship to do anything these days. Practicing martial arts and studying are the two most difficult things in the world. If you want to rely on these two to get ahead, in addition to having the talent to be one among ten thousand, you also have to eat all the food in the world.

Endless suffering is not something that ordinary people can do."

"Ordinary people..." The White Ghost King nodded, "It's a bit similar."

"What does it look like?" Pang Yu was curious.

"You are a bit similar to a person." White Ghost King said, "The person who taught me kung fu."

"Ha?!" Pang Yu was startled and almost spilled the water in his hand, "Old man, are you your master?"

"Master doesn't count. He's about the same age as me. Just like you, he can't do anything in literature or martial arts. He has no talent and doesn't want to endure hardship." The White Ghost King said unhurriedly, "A cousin of the same clan?"

Pang Yu became even more curious, "This man taught you martial arts?"

"Yes." The White Ghost King nodded, "Whenever you have something you can't figure out during practice, you can always figure it out by asking him."

"Then how to teach him?" Pang Yu thought it was amazing, "I thought your master was as powerful as the Demon King, otherwise how could he teach you?"

The White Ghost King said calmly, "There are three people who have helped me a lot in practicing martial arts, but these three people don't know how to do martial arts."

"So awesome?" Pang Yu tilted his head, "Can someone who doesn't know martial arts teach others martial arts?"

"I don't need them to teach me step by step. I have all the talents for practicing martial arts." Baigui Wang said, "They can just figure out some things that I can't figure out."

"Oh..." Pang Yu rolled his eyes and asked, "Then let me guess, of these three people, one is the cousin of the same clan you just mentioned, the other two are your sister, and the other is He Wanfeng

Yes or no?"

Yao Changtian glanced at Pang Yu and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It really looks very similar."

Pang Yu was quite happy, "Old man, do you praise me for being smart?"

"I think you can refer to these three people." The White Ghost King said, "I think the three of them are not enough. They are the three situations of passing and just right."

"It's not enough, what's more or just enough?" Pang Yu looked at the White Ghost King, not understanding what he meant.

"My cousin is not enough, my sister is over it, and He Wanfeng is just right." The White Ghost King said with a hint of helplessness, "Those who are not enough never think about catching anything in their lives; those who are over it are just right."

A person will refuse to let go even if he catches it; the one who is just right knows what to hold on to and what to let go of."

Pang Yu savored the words of the White Ghost King.

"The person with the least talent and the least ability to endure hardship may be the smartest person."

While they were talking, the two of them had already entered the stadium from the south gate.

The surroundings suddenly became noisy.

Pang Yu saw the White Ghost King turning his head, looking at him and saying, "Smart people, don't do stupid things, so you can live a long life."

Pang Yu was shocked when he heard this. He never expected that the White Ghost King would say such things to him.

Everyone's situation and pursuits are different. Some people often receive advice and supervision from others. Just like Bao Yan, because everyone has very high expectations for him, no matter how well he does, everyone praises him less.

, always hope that he can do better, even he himself demands this from himself.

Pang Yu is the opposite example. People around him are very "tolerant" to him. They always think that he is great if he improves. Unlike Bao Yan, who is always subject to strict requirements, he is often criticized.

The person who praises.

Pang Yu naturally understands that everyone does not have high demands on him... In the same way, Pang Yu does not have high demands on himself.

The White Ghost King didn't talk much to begin with, but after he said so much today, Pang Yu was a little puzzled at first, but at the last listen, it was clear that the old man was trying to remind him, and even meant to blame him in his words.

Pang Yu tilted his head and looked at the White Ghost King, and asked in a low voice, "Old man, do you think it would be a pity if I died accidentally?"

"It's a pity that no one dies." The White Ghost King reached out and patted his head, "But if there were no people like you in the world, it would be very boring."

Pang Yu stood there dumbfounded. When he realized what he was doing, he immediately caught up with the White Ghost King and followed happily, "Old man, it's really a friendship that we have crossed over!"

The White Ghost King looked at him speechlessly.

Not far away, the grand master who was looking for his son saw Pang Yu returning with the White Ghost King. Both of them were holding water bottles. The son was following the old man like a puppy, wagging his tail as he ran, watching.

So happy.

The Grand Master was also a little surprised and touched his beard - Yu'er got along so well with the White Ghost King, but he didn't expect it.

Pang Yu ran back and gave Yan the water, while giving Liangchen Meifang some juice.

As soon as the grand master came over and put his son's shoulder on his shoulder, the two men began to tease Mengzi, and Lin Yehuo also came over to rub Xiaoliangzi's juice and drink it.

After Bao Yan finished dividing the water, he turned around and saw Pang Yu with his back turned to him.

Xiao Baoyan tilted his head. There was water and dust on Pang Yu's clothes. It looked like he had fallen into a puddle. He was about to complain whether he had fallen flat again, but suddenly he noticed that Pang Yu's ear was injured.

There is a tear on the back of the sleeve...

Bao Yan scratched his head - it looked like he fell to the ground and squatted on his butt. How did his ear get hurt?

…

On the other side, Bai Yutang and Xiaosizi sent the "assassin" back to Kaifeng Mansion.

Gongsun was piecing together bones in the widow's house. When he saw them again, he was a little speechless, "I picked them up again..."

But when he saw that it was Bai Yutang and Xiaosizi who brought the "corpse" back, Gongsun was quite puzzled - oh?

The fifth master indicated that the person was not dead yet, but he and the fourth son did not hide anything from Gongsun and told them what had happened.

Gongsun frowned and shook his head, "The entire city of Kaifeng has to choose someone who is worse than Zhan Zhao, and it is probably Pang Yu."

Bai Yutang and Xiao Sizi thought for a while and nodded - indeed!

"What's going on with Zhao Pu?" Gongsun came over to check the assassin's injuries, and asked curiously, "Did Chatterbox fight with the Duke of the Seven Kingdoms?"

Bai Yutang and Xiao Sizi looked at each other, and the older one and the younger one shook their heads together - yes, they were right, and before they had time to see if they were fighting or not, the little bamboo bear was actually very cute.

After Gongsun finished the inspection, he said "tsk tsk" twice and looked at Bai Yutang, "Both you and the White Ghost King are almost dead."

Bai Yutang nodded, the situation was urgent at that time.

Gongsun was a little embarrassed, and finally shook his head at Bai Yutang - he couldn't be saved.

Following Gongsun's actions, the assassin breathed his last.

Fifth Master frowned - the clue was broken.

Gongsun said, "It's okay if you freeze him, but it will only cut off his hands and feet. The key is the White Ghost King's white flame."

Bai Yutang also understood that his uncle's white flames were much hotter than normal flames and were highly poisonous. The situation was so urgent that he would not be merciful.

"The superficial injuries are secondary. The main reason is that the poisonous flames were inhaled into the lungs." Gongsun looked over the body and found that there were basically no clues left. The assassin must have good martial arts, otherwise he might have been burned to ashes in an instant... and

Bai Yutang's inner strength of ice also relieved Bai Yan to a certain extent.

"This man has a tattoo on his back." When Gongsun inspected the back of the corpse, he found a tattoo that had not been burned off and pointed it out to Bai Yutang.

"What is this?" Bai Yutang looked at it carefully and asked, "Is it a bird?"

"It seems like it!" Gongsun went to get a pen and paper and traced the tattoo. It did look like a bird, but he couldn't identify what kind of bird it was.

"Is it some kind of totem?" Gongsun thought it was like a carving pattern on an ancient object.

"It looks familiar." The fourth son reached for the picture in his father's hand and looked at it. He felt like he had seen it somewhere but couldn't remember it.

Gongsun continued to go back to work on the bones, while Bai Yutang and Xiao Sizi went to the study to find Mr. Bao and told him what happened when Pang Yu was almost killed.

Master Bao frowned slightly after hearing this, "How could you not tell the Grand Master about such a big thing!"

After the Fifth Master explained his reasons, Master Bao shook his head helplessly, "Pang Yu is still young and has no ability to protect himself at this age. The Grand Master is not an old man. The wisest thing to do is to tell his parents about the matter instead of hiding it on his own initiative. Besides,

, we have several great figures in the Song Dynasty, and we need that fat man to risk his life... Do you look down on the Grand Master?"

Bai Yutang and Xiao Sizi looked at each other, and finally looked at Mr. Bao.

Master Bao nodded, "I'll tell the Grand Master about this. You all should pay attention. This time I feel it's not easy."

"Ye Wangyou also said that the opponent is not easy." Bai Yutang felt that so far, the Duke of the Seven Kingdoms has not shown such strong strength.

"Not many officials in the court dare to really offend the Grand Master." Mr. Bao frowned, "To attack Pang Yu in broad daylight, and the person he killed was a killer... It's a bit abnormal!"
To be continued...