"Ah hahaha, I said Brother Wen is not such a stingy person, so we are not polite!" The two of them began to forget about finding Wen Bocang's disciple just now, and now they were full of their minds about the idea of ​​Chi Yanguo, the master of Wen Bocang Academy.

At this time, Fu Xiaowa had washed his hands and walked out. Seeing that everyone had eaten, he packed up the dishes. Now Gao Mu and the two academicians did not pay attention to Fu Xiaowa anymore, and they had forgotten about this.

Fu Xiaowa put the things into the kitchen in a few seconds, then walked out and saw the old man looking at his two old friends picking fruits with a dry look.

Fu Xiaowa wiped his hand on the apron and came to the old man and said, "The old man's friends are all very good. If you have time, come here to pick the fruits!"

Wen Bocang was holding his breath and heartache. He said, "There are no good things for these two people? I will be worried about knowing them all my life!"

Even if he was heartbroken, Wen Bocang felt that it was pretty good. At least Fu Xiaowa was not exposed. The two teachers of Mu Gao also focused on looking at Wen Bocang's fruits, and saw which one was better. Each one had only one, so they definitely had the best one. The two of them did not regard Fu Xiaowa and Wen Bocang as existences, and were only looking for fruits, and were preparing to collect one and leave home.

Wen Bocang was just muttering that the two of them went out to step on the shit, and after picking the fruit, they quickly got home, and when they got home, they were kowtowed by the door panel.

The two of them looked under the tree and found that two larger ones were only the fruit-bearing place was higher. The two of them jumped and almost didn't hook the fruit at all. The two old men were jumping and picking fruits. This scene made people very interesting.

Fu Xiaowa smiled, then brought a stone bench and placed it at their feet. The two of them stood up one after another, picked the fruit smoothly, and then walked out of the door with joy.

The two of them walked out of the door and felt something strange for some reason, as if they felt something was wrong. So they retreated at the same time, looked at the yard, and found that there was nothing special.

The two of them scratched their heads and found that Master Wen and the heavy-hearted smiled. They didn't think anything, so they went home.

Fu Xiaowa raised the stone bench on the ground with a loud noise. Now he has refined the ** meridian meridian, so it is easier to lift Gangtianzun up.

Fu Xiaowa brought the stone bench back to the stone table, without any breath. Master Wen Bocang breathed out. Fortunately, these two fellow workers were careless and blindfolded by Chiyanguo.

And Fu Xiaowa, the fool, moved over with a sex match. His heart was in his throat and he didn't dare to make too much noise.

As the two college teachers walked home, the senior college teacher asked curiously: "Why do I feel something is wrong!"

"I seem to feel something is wrong, but I just can't say it!"

"It's so strange. What's wrong with it!" The High School Master touched his chin, but still couldn't remember it.

"Gangtianzun!!!!!!!!!"

The two teachers of the Madhya and Gao Academy immediately exclaimed in unison.

That's right, the two of them finally remembered that the stone bench with footsteps seemed to be one of the magical artifacts that tested the foundation.

The two of them turned around and walked back at the same time, and came to Wen Bocang's courtyard. Outside the door, they saw the Gang Tianzun who was eating a lot. He raised the dragon pattern and was raising it up and down, making both of them almost fall off.

The two of them clanged and pushed the door in. But they saw Fu Xiaowa staring blankly at the two old men who were back, and said strangely: "Did you guys leave something behind?"

"A treasure fell!" said the High Court teacher caressed the long beard.

With a loud bang, Fu Xiaowa put Gang Tianzun on the ground and screamed in surprise: "Ah, what treasure, you have to keep it, it's amazing to lose it!"

"I almost fell off. It's pretty good!" The pastor smiled.

At this time, Wen Bocang Academy master walked out of the house. When he saw the two people turning back, he said anxiously: "Why are you back again? Haven't you got enough fruit yet?"

"Enough. Enough fruits are enough, but we still want to lend your distant relatives!"

"Whatever you borrow, what you borrow, what you borrow, what you do!"

"Stop pretending, Mr. Wen, don't hold it if you have a baby, don't be like we can't see anything. This is the one who steals fish in Lianhu!"

Wen Bocang secretly cried in his heart, but the matter was exposed. He coughed and said, "You two, it's not very convenient here, please talk outside!"

Seeing that the Wen Bocang Academy Master finally dared to admit it, the two academicians were not embarrassed, so they said, "Okay!"

"Old man, they lost something, why should I help me find it?"

Wen Bocang lowered his face and said, "Look for your head, go do whatever you should do!"

"Oh!" Fu Xiaowa responded in distractedly, feeling strange why the old man was in such a good mood today and was holding his stone bench honestly.

The two teachers saw Wen Bocang's distant relative with satisfaction, holding the Gang Zhengzun and whistling. Now, let's see what else Wen Bocang can say.

Wen Bocang and two teachers came to the outside of the hospital. Wen Bocang brought the gate behind him. At this moment, no outsiders were present. Wen Bocang breathed out and his face calmed down and said, "Okay, you all know, just say what you want!"

"Okay, Wen Bocang, you secretly found such a priest and hid it secretly by yourself. It's too unauthentic!"

Wen Bocang said, "I will tell you, don't rob me, I'm going to make a decision!"

"What if he likes our teaching more again, isn't you just a forceful person?"

"That is to say, you also have to give people the freedom to choose!"

Wen Bocang said angrily: "I discovered this guy, it should be mine. Why don't you find him by yourself if you want me!"

The High School Master said: "That guy doesn't seem to know that you are a college teacher of Tiandu College. And it seems that he is not your apprentice yet. Don't take possession of Mi Buluo. If you don't want it, give it up!"

The pastor said, "What I mean is, why are you like this?"

Wen Bocang slowed down and said, "I am still thinking about it now. You have seen it just now. He only has the second-class talent. How far can he go on the road of martial arts? Although he has a deep foundation now, it is the beginning of martial arts. I believe you know as well as we do!"

Speaking of this, the two of them immediately calmed down, but it is indeed terrible to reach such a foundation at such an age, but when it comes to talent, this is another huge threshold that affects future practice. It is indeed the beginning now, and it remains to be considered how far you can move forward.
Chapter completed!