Chapter 2. Expert?

"Master is here, please be bowed by my disciple. Master, do you think the disciple's kneeling posture is standard?"

Lao Miaozhu looked at the guy kneeling in front of him with a servant-looking face, and felt a little uncomfortable. Back then, that guy had expanded his territory, and although he had also come out step by step from being a monk, he had always had ambitions and heroic spirit that made countless heroes fall in love with him. Although he had done a lot of confusing things when he was old, he was also a decisive decision and ruthless. Unexpectedly, his descendants were polished into such a despicable style by this materialistic society. It's just that his descendants have not been very good since his son was born in the back of his head. It's still important to do things. Lao Miaozhu frowned and clarified his thoughts again.

"Master, do you think the disciple's technique is OK? You should relax more when you are old. This way you can live a long life, not." Zhu Hanwen didn't care what Lao Miaozhu was thinking, but just hoped to serve this old guy as soon as possible so that he could know the truth about his parents' death that year. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more quick.

"Okay, okay, for your sincerity, I will give you a chance. If you want to be a teacher, you have to go through a test. Have you seen the rake in the yard? First, use the rake to rake the moss in the backyard, and then come back and call me." As he said that, Lao Miao Zhu stretched his waist, walked to the couch and lying down, and a snoring sound came.

"Oh, Master, you've told me the main thing first." Seeing that Lao Miaozhu fell asleep with peace of mind, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Passing the test, entering my wall, and your teacher will naturally solve your doubts. Go, remember to rake it cleanly, otherwise I will throw you out and let you die. Now you will have less than half a year of life left. You should know what to do." After that, Lao Miaozhu ignored him and fell asleep.

Seeing Lao Miaozhu's attitude, there seemed to be no other way. Zhu Hanwen had to turn around and walk towards the door with dejected expression. Just as he turned around, Lao Miaozhu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhu Hanwen's back. Two rays of light were emitted from his originally turbid eyes, and the wrinkles in the center of his forehead kept trembling, and there seemed to be a vague breath of spiritual energy. Zhu Hanwen's lower face, which was hanging from his back, had long since disappeared from the dog-licking look like he had just now. His face was cold, and his small eyes were flashing. His steps towards the door were slow and decisive.

"People are weird, things are weird. Whose rake looks like this? How can this thing work?" When he arrived at the center of the yard, he looked at the rake that was upside down, Zhu Hanwen returned to his usual lazy appearance and complained.

It’s not a big mistake for him to say that, normal people’s rakes have flat heads, bows and straight handles, so that they are more labor-saving, whether it’s rakes or rakes. However, the rake in front of them is as powerful and ferocious as a dragon’s claw, and the whole body is made of unknown metal. However, it may be because it has been stored for too long and is covered with dust. Except for the rakes that are shiny and shiny, the whole body is covered with black and painted rust stains.

He reached out and picked up the tentacles, but no matter what, he couldn't lift it up. He couldn't move the rake even if he used his strength to feed his breasts. It wasn't that rust to the ground, right? Why don't you find a stick to try it? Thinking of this, Zhu Hanwen turned around and searched around the yard. As he searched, he always felt something was wrong, as if someone was following him all the time. Looking back, he didn't find anything unusual, but this feeling was like a maggot with bones, pretending to be nothing wrong, and he continued to wander around the yard. After a while, he turned around and turned around. The yard was still in the dilapidated yard, and the rail was still the dilapidated rake. Wait! Didn't this thing come in the middle of the yard just now, why did he almost transfer to the front yard and the thing was still lying behind him.

"Ghost!" Zhu Hanwen ran back to the bedroom, "Master...Master...Master, that rake is...is...so alive!"

"Oh? How to live?" Lao Miaozhu raised his eyebrows.

“It tracks me!”

"oh."

"Oh what does it mean, you're going to have a reaction!"

"It tracks you, probably likes you. You can play with it for more time."

"Play?! I'm afraid he's playing to death. You don't know how cute it is to see a strange iron rake following you in the middle of the night!"

"Remember what you are like to be a master? Use that rake to rake the moss in the middle of the yard, and I will tell you what's going on with you and the cause of your parents' death. If it doesn't work within three days, it means you and I don't have the fate of master and apprentice, you can do it yourself." After saying that, he kicked the fussy guy out of the bedroom, closed the door and said no more nonsense.

When I saw the old guy's attitude, I had to bite the bullet and walk towards the rake.

"Brother Rak, let me use it."

Rake shook his head very humanly. Damn, this thing really understands human words. However, at this moment, Zhu Hanwen also clearly knew that his destiny might have embarked on an unusual path.

Although he always looked like he was a careless person and was not worried about anything, his parents' death was heavily pressed on his shoulders. He became an orphan at the age of nine. He experienced difficulties that others could not imagine, which also created his unloving shell and his tough heart hidden under the shell.

"Just, just one, okay? Look at your oily body, I'll clean it up after I use it." As he said, Zhu Hanwen tried to reach the rake in front of him. When his fingertips were about to reach the rake, he didn't expect that the rake suddenly turned over and the ferocious rake nail was flipping towards his butt. Zhu Hanwen discovered for the first time that humans could jump more than ten stories high. Before he could feel the feeling of flying clouds, he felt the power of gravity. As the ground was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but feel sad. He was originally going to fulfill his parents' wish, but he wanted to come to this broken place to burn incense and leave. He didn't expect that he would be reunited with his parents in just one day.

"A evil beast, he is still a mortal, so he can withstand such troubles!" Just as he was beginning to recall his hard life, a loud shout rang out in his ears. Then he felt his body soft and fell into a sour and smelly embrace. Zhu Hanwen was about to thank him, but suddenly felt his body lightening, and there was an intimate contact between his butt and the ground, and a scorching pain spread throughout his back.

"You can play with it, don't kill anyone to hear it!" Lao Miao Zhu rarely looks like a genius. Wait! What does it mean to play with it?! Am I here to relieve you one by one? Just as I was thinking of refuting a few words, I saw the unlucky rake nodding, but it wasn't right. Then he jumped over to himself, and turned around and seemed to say again, sorry, I was playing a little big just now, don't mind. Look at the dead look, it seems to be acting cute?

You are a rake that is easy to cut, you can play your sister's charm! Zhu Hanwen flashed and rushed to the side. He didn't expect the rake to follow him in an instant, and then he flashed to the side. The rake followed him with a sharp turn and stood in front of him with his head tilted.

"You don't let me touch you, why are you still following me? What's going on with me?"

Shake your head

"What do you want?"

The rake was hanging across the air and the head of the rake seemed to rub against Zhu Hanwen's clothes. Zhu Hanwen felt like a giant dragon hitting his chest. This time it was really like a fog flying in the clouds. However, at only 0:1 second, the huge force was penetrated by the yard wall. He sprayed out a mouthful of old blood, and his ribs were broken. However, this time Lao Miaozhu did not stand up for him again. It seemed that as long as he did not cause any death, he would not pay attention to himself anymore. The rake on the side seemed to find that he had caused trouble, so he jumped over and clenched his breath with the handle, confirming that he would not die. The back of the rake seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, you want to play me to death. Instead of being played to death by you, it's better to fight!" Zhu Hanwen put his heart on his mind, and didn't know where the strength came from, hugged the rake. The rake didn't seem to expect that the kid could still move and had the strength to hug himself, and swung him to the ground like a bed bug, as if he wanted to throw him down, but he didn't expect that he didn't let go. After a few swings, the rake seemed a little angry and flew into the sky on the spot. The old guy didn't let me kill you, but he didn't say he wouldn't let me take you flying around. For a moment, a silver light flashed in the yard, accompanied by high and powerful screams, sometimes up, down, left and right, and a little surround sound.

After a long time, the scream disappeared and turned into a whisper. After a while, there were only a burst of vomiting sounds left. Lao Miaozhu felt that time was almost over, so he opened the door and wanted the rake to stop and not cause any problems. Unexpectedly, when he pushed the door, he saw that the kid was lying in the corner of the wall holding the wall with one hand, constantly vomiting, and holding the rake handle with the other hand, because the knuckles were already a little white because they used too much force.

Unexpectedly, this stingy actually has such toughness, um?! Holding the rake in one hand and the treasure rake did not resist? Could it be...

"Master, the Baoqin Jinrai, is still the power of the Supreme Laojun and the Four Emperors. He has refined the Laojun furnace in the Tushita Palace for 9981 days. During this period, there is also the supreme treasure blessed by the magic power of the Star Lord of Heaven. Why did you get rid of it so much?"

"You actually recognize this treasure?"

"Apart from the altar-cleaning messenger, Marshal Tianpeng's upper Baoqin Jinrai has never heard of the second one."

"It's quite a bit sensible, do you know who I am?"

"I guess you should be, King of Zhongshan in Wuning, Marshal Xu Tiande, right?" Zhu Hanwen wiped the corners of his mouth and slowly stood up straight.

"How can I see it?" Lao Miaozhu raised his lips slightly and asked again in an instant.

"The two great sages of Wen Tianxiang and Yang Jiaoshan, who are worshipped in the north and south of the City God Temple in the imperial capital, are worshipped in order to be upright and have a lasting spirit. Only the City God Temple in this capital is Xu Da and Xu Tiande, the founding marshal of the Ming Dynasty, to protect the Ming Dynasty. It was a place of glory at that time, but unfortunately it has been forgotten by the people now, and the incense has faded. How could it be possible to raise a living person? And it is such a powerful master. Are you right? "

"Ha, I didn't expect that although you are a little slutty, your brain is pretty good. But unfortunately, I'm not Xu Da."
Chapter completed!