Chapter 342

Wu Er really didn't talk about Jingyanggang when he was at Liangshanpo.

It's not that he doesn't like to show off. To show off this kind of thing, there should be an object. It's like a multimillionaire who comes to the sea and sky feast. Does he mean to say that he has money? I can be a general in Liangshan park. Which of the 108 top positions has no past of Niubi roaring, so Wu Er feels ashamed to talk about the rumors of Jingyanggang on the mountain.

It's just that other people can't ask like Li Luoyang. The reason is the one above. Everyone is a multimillionaire. It seems like a special thing to ask others how to make money.

So for Shi en and Zhang Qing, today is just an opportunity, an opportunity to gossip.

"What's down there?"

When Li Luoyang asked these three words, he was really hesitant. He was afraid that Wu Song would follow him and say, "there's nothing below."

If Wu Songzhen said so, Li Luoyang was afraid that he would be unable to help himself, just as the author suddenly became a eunuch when he was watching the online text. People reading books always have the impulse to express the blade to the author's home.

Fortunately, Wu Er still has professional ethics, even if the next thing is incredible.

"In fact, I thought I was going to die at that time, because the beast was really big. Just looking at it made my hands and feet soft." Wu Er raised his hand and wiped his forehead, which actually had no sweat at all. His eyes radiated the light of being born in his environment. Unfortunately, Li Luoyang and other three people didn't feel personally. Therefore, Wu Er didn't have the talent of storyteller at all.

". just when the big bug was going to bite me on the neck, the master appeared."

"Master?"

Li Luoyang spoke at the same time. They didn't know that Wu Song had a master. But it's normal to think about it. Is it difficult that Wu Song's Kung Fu was created by himself? This possibility is too small. Li Luoyang's IQ and savvy can't make things out of nothing. If Wu Er can do it, it's too unreasonable.

"Yes, maybe he won't recognize me as an apprentice, but in my heart, he is my master."

"Get to the point."

Li Luoyang interrupted Wu er's memory.

"Well, later, with the help of the master, we worked together to kill the big bug!"

"Work together? Didn't you just say that your hands and feet are weak? How can you work together?" Li Luoyang sensitively found the contradiction in Wu Er Hua and held on.

Wu Er scratched his scalp. Li Luoyang quickly stepped back. He is not a mite and is not sensitive to dandruff.

"It was the master behind me who pushed my hands and feet. In fact, my hands and feet were out of control at that time. No, it should be said that my hands and feet were controlled by the master. Fortunately, I can remember those moves."

"The one you just practiced?"

Li Luoyang remembered Wu Song's fist and foot just now. It didn't seem very fierce.

"Well, just those moves. After playing a set, I found that the big bug had hung up."

"It didn't run after playing a set? It hung up? Are you sure it's not a thing that people do in tiger skin?" Li Luoyang always thought it was a little incredible, but Wu Er disdained his speculation. "How can it be that people dress up? I'm still making wine with the tiger whip, and I just want the tiger whip."

Unexpectedly, Wu Er still had this hobby. Li Luoyang felt defeated. He nodded and said, "so it's actually your master who killed the big bug? What's your master's name? I'll go to see him if I have a chance."

"My master, his old man is the famous Zhou Dong. Haven't you heard of it?"

"It's him." Li Luoyang nodded. If it's Zhou Dong, it makes sense. The old man's martial arts are well-known. Many Niubi characters in history came from Zhou Dong's sect, but they may be well-trained, but they have high martial arts.

"So in fact, before Mr. Zhou, you didn't have a master?" Li Luoyang pushed back according to the thinking logic and social moral habits of the ancients.

"Well, after killing the tiger later, the master said that he taught me the boxing method because I still had a bone. Let me practice it day by day. Don't be lazy."

"As a result, you still didn't formally worship the teacher, did you?" Li Luoyang said after summing up the tiger fighting story of Jingyanggang.

"I've been taught my unique skills. It's just a ceremony to worship teachers. It doesn't matter." Wu er's face turns red again, isn't it? Being Zhou Dong's apprentice has a great sense of superiority, just like if the funny world is an apprentice of old Mr. Black Earth in later generations, it's Bei Er who has face and is especially easy to be red.

Shi en and Zhang Qing nodded while listening, especially when Wu Song was able to get Zhou Dong's personal guidance and taught a set of boxing skills. If they were envious, they almost asked Wu Song to learn.

However, Li Luoyang cleared his throat and said in a low voice, "in fact, I don't think this matter is as complicated as you said. Old Mr. Zhou Dong went to Jingyanggang to eliminate the harm for the people that day. He happened to meet a drunkard and looked a little strong. The old man is the least interested in fame, so he just borrowed your hand to remove the big bug."

"But master, he taught me a set of boxing." Wu Er stubbed his neck, and the green veins on his neck, which was thicker than Li Luoyang's head, burst out. It felt as if it was about to burst.

"Come on, don't you forget the old man's past identity? He was the chief coach of the forbidden army in those days. Jie Tian taught the martial arts and boxing skills of the following people. I really want you to say that a set of boxing skills is a master. There are hundreds of thousands of the old man's disciples without millions. You're not rare!"

Perhaps people are like this. They don't suffer from poverty but inequality. When Shi en and Zhang Qing heard Li Luoyang, a relaxed expression flashed on their faces. However, they still slapped Wu Song on the shoulder and said, "don't be sad, brother. This child is talking nonsense."

Since it's nonsense, why are you sad? Obviously, Shi en and Zhang Qing are not trying to comfort Wu er. I'm afraid they're about to burst into laughter at the moment - they almost thought they met Gao Fu Shuai in the green forest, and the result is as pure and pure as everyone else. This feeling is really wonderful.

Among the four people, Wu ER was the only one who was in a bad mood. It would have been hard for him to be treated as a tiger fighting hero. If Zhou Dong hadn't repeatedly stressed that he was not allowed to say his name, Wu Er would have said it. This matter is hard to bear in my heart. I finally find someone to talk to. As a result, I found that the so-called teacher apprentice relationship is purely wishful thinking.

"In fact, you really don't have to be too sad." Li Luoyang also wants to pat Wu Er on the shoulder. Unfortunately, his word is still a little poor, so he can only pat Wu er's elbow that can run a horse.

"Why?"

"Did you ever envy the leopard head Lin Chong?" Li Luoyang asked with blinking eyes.