Chapter 159 Be Frank

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Lu Xiaofeng was snorted and coughed. He was originally a little tipsy, but now he sobered up and was completely sober.

He thought Chongming would tell the truth after drinking, but he didn't expect that the truth was to kill his master.

That's right!

After all, Chongming had betrayed his master theoretically, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong for a traitor to want to kill his master.

But it was too sudden.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng so ruthless, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but feel lucky that he was eating vegetables and just almost bit his tongue.

The sword that Chongming drew was Yidianhong's sword. The movement was swift, and the sword light drew a circle in the air and flashed in front of Yidianhong's eyes. He realized that Chongming was using his sword.

The head of the sect, Bu Zao, who was pointed at by the sword, calmly held the wine cup, sat still, and even drank leisurely.

Before the banquet started, everything was so harmonious, everyone bathed and changed clothes, and after the banquet started, the atmosphere was a little subtle, but it was still acceptable. Everyone was waiting for Bu Zao to say something to his disciples, and some were even more nervous than the person involved.

But Bu Zao didn't say anything, but ate the food crazily, chopsticks danced out afterimages, and didn't even look at the other people's eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng urged him with his eyes, but Bu Zao looked at him for a while, then hurriedly looked away, looking very nervous.

... It's time to speak now.

Lu Xiaofeng thought.

Bu Zao didn't do that. He even reached out his chopsticks for the dish closest to him. His desire for food was obvious.

Lu Xiaofeng: But now is not the time to eat!!!

The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Bu Zao's throat. Even though Zhongming was drunk, the sword in his hand didn't shake at all. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if he was using all his strength.

Chongming looked down from above, stomped his chair heavily, and shouted: "Draw your sword!"

Bu Zao finally spoke: "Don't you know that I don't have a sword?"

Chongming was at a loss, and repeated stubbornly: "No, you have a sword..."

"No."

"You do!"

Bu Zao sighed: "You said you have one, so you have one."

Chongming actually changed his words again: "No, you don't have a sword... I remember your sword... It's broken."

"It's not my sword that's broken." Bu Zao said, "It's Xiaozhou's sword."

Xiao Qingzhou didn't say anything, but glanced at Chongming with a smile, and inadvertently met Yu Tianbao's eyes.

Yu Tianbao blinked. He heard Ye Guhong say it in Youling Mountain Villa. The owner of Xiaogu said that he once had a sword, but the sword was broken.

So, could the sword of the headmaster and the sword of the master of Xiaogu be the same sword?

Chongming fell silent, and Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this was the end of Chongming's madness, but he was wrong. Chongming threw away the sword and said, "No need for the sword! I want to prove that I am more powerful than you!"

He has always been cold and calm, but he lost his composure after reuniting with the headmaster, and this time he lost his composure even more. It's hard not to sigh when you see him so eager to prove himself. Even Wang Lianhua and Sikong Zhaixing, who wanted to see Chongming's jokes, couldn't bear to watch.

——They thought so, but they both stared at Chongming's actions without blinking.

Bu Zao didn't even raise his head, and ignored Chongming, who stumbled and fell all the way, either tripping over a chair or stumbling on the ground. In his eyes, there was only the master, and the road under his feet and the people around him were not important.

After being accidentally tripped and slapped on the shoulder, the Jade Sect Leader fell into deep thought: Although I can't see the road clearly, I don't even need to look at the person who can be a handrail...

And, this person's hand strength is a bit too strong.

In order to eat, and also to see how the master and apprentice of the Salted Fish Sect can make peace, Yu Luocha chose to go to the table, and did not show off with a black mist on his head, but seriously... changed his face.

It was still Ah Wu's face, which made Yu Tianbao dare not look at him, and the attitude of others towards him was even more casual than before.

For example, Wang Lianhua whistled: "As expected of the leader, you are really considerate. You are afraid that the owner of the Chongming building will fall, so you offer yourself to be a handrail."

Yu Luocha smiled but did not smile.

This kid is really

disrespectful. He has little hostility, but he has a lot of bad intentions. Does he hate him so much for torturing Chai Yuguan? Yu Luocha made a note of Wang Lianhua. He had a friendship with Fairy Yunmeng many years ago. After all, he is Wang Lianhua's elder. If he wants to complain, he can contact Fairy Yunmeng again. Then it will be easy.

Wang Lianhua didn't know that Yu Luocha was going to complain. After mocking the leader, he stared at Chongming who walked to Bu Zao, curious about what the drunk Chongming was going to do.

The silver mask on Chongming's face was quite troublesome. The people on the other side couldn't see his expression clearly, but both Bu Zao and Xiao Qingzhou were very calm.

Wu Du was not there at this time. Strangely, he stood up and left when Chongming drew his sword. Logically, he was the one who should have stopped him. Wu Du was originally sitting next to Bu Zao, and Leng Xue was next to Wu Du, and Yu Tianbao was next to Leng Xue. On the right of Yu Tianbao was his father Yu Luosha.

Chongming was originally sitting opposite Bu Zao, with Yidianhong on the right and Lu Xiaofeng on the left. As for Xiao Qingzhou, he sat in the corner by the door.

If they were seated according to the etiquette, it shouldn't be such a mess, but they had just had a quarrel in the daytime, and the leader and Xiao Qingzhou were as far apart as possible, so the seats of the others were naturally chosen by themselves.

After crossing the Jade Rakshasas, Chongming had to continue walking, stumbling and falling, and Lengxue reached out to help him. Yu Tianbao saw him move, and it seemed not good for him not to move, so he turned around and reached out his hand.

But his feet also turned in a direction, and instead of supporting Chongming, he tripped him and fell hard, and the silver mask hit the ground with a crisp sound.

The people on the opposite side held their breath and watched intently, but Chongming was gone.

There was a dead silence.

Yu Tianbao: “………………”

I’m dying, dying, dying!!

Leng Xueka immediately stood up to help Chongming after he came to his senses, but Bu Zao was one step faster than him. A gust of wind passed by, Bu Zao helped Chongming up, and reached out to press the mask on his face.

Yu Tianbao’s eyes flickered, and he was a little surprised.

…Really just a little surprised.

"Xiao Zhou, come here." The headmaster's expression was very calm. If you ignore the hand that was pressing on the mask on Chongming's face, it seemed that everything was within his expectations.

"Take your senior brother back."

And it was also the first time that he acknowledged Chongming's identity as a disciple.

Xiao Qingzhou stood up lazily, but before he came to him, Chongming raised his hand and waved it, saying sharply: "Shut up! I don't want a master like you!"

"You learned all your knowledge and skills from me."

Chongming became even more dissatisfied and struggled hard. The long hair that was simply tied up and hung on his shoulders became even more messy. The headmaster Bu's face was slightly cold, as if he could not bear it any longer, but he still pressed the mask on Chongming's face tightly.

With Chongming struggling, it was impossible to tie the rope of the mask for him.

"Xiaozhou, come here quickly."

Sect Master Bu looked at Xiao Qingzhou.

Xiao Qingzhou approached slowly, and Chongming whispered: "Do you hate my face so much?"

"What do you mean it's not--"

"Enough!"

Chongming suddenly pushed away Bu Zao's hand that was pressing on the mask. He was drunk, but there seemed to be tears in his words.

It's not seeming, but it really happened.

The silver mask fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and Chongming's face was revealed to everyone.

The left half of his face had straight eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his eyes were raised, while the right half of his face, which was originally covered by the mask, was covered with a shocking red mark.

Under the candlelight, the claw mark looked even more vivid, like a bloodstain left by the claws of a beast.

The left half of his face was handsome, aloof and cold, while the right half looked like a demon.

Chongming's eyes were red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said hatefully: "You don't want to see it, but I'll show it to you!"

Sect Leader Bu was at a loss.

"I never said I didn't want to see it." He argued.

"No!" Chongming became even angrier.

The owner of Wanwu Tower, whose IQ has regressed to that of a three-year-old, is very interesting, but the scene in front of him is beyond everyone's expectations.

Although Chongming's true face can be seen, it is really strange to see it under such circumstances.

Having said that, it was supposed to be a good talk between them as master and disciple, but it turned out like this.

Xiao Qingzhou finally came over. Yu Luocha could see clearly that he took three steps at a time. He even listened to the quarrel between his master and his senior brother with interest.

Yu Luocha looked at his young and beautiful face, thinking that young people these days are very difficult to figure out.

Xiao Qingzhou picked up the mask on the ground, held down Chongming with great force, and put the mask back on him.

"Master, why are you so soft this time?"

"...What about him saying I don't want to see his face?" He

answered the question with a question, revealing a lot of information.

Xiao Qingzhou tied the rope, looked up at the master, and said, "Haven't you always disliked the marks on his face?"

"I didn't--"

A burst of footsteps came from outside, accompanied by the sound of water.

With a "bang",

a bucket of water fell from the sky, soaking Chongming and Xiao Qingzhou.

The head of the sect was affected, his clothes were half wet, and water dripped down.

Chongming and Xiao Qingzhou were even worse off, they were soaked through, and their clothes were all in tatters.

Lengxue looked at Wudu in surprise, the other party was holding a wooden bucket in his hand with a serious expression.

"Wudu, why did you splash water on them..." Lengxue asked uncertainly.

"To sober up my brother." Wudu said righteously, "This trick is the most effective."

No wonder Wudu ran away when Chongming got drunk, it turned out that he wanted to sober up Chongming.

...But there is no such method to sober up! Is it only for salted fish pie?

Xiao Qingzhou wiped his face silently, his hair hung down on the sides of his face in a wet state, the water droplets were like tears, the tear moles were like blood, and the sense of seduction was even stronger.

He laughed: "This method to sober up is very good, do you want to try it?"

"...No."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

Chongming froze in place. After a brief daze, he finally came back to his senses. He was surprised, flustered, and calmed down. His emotions stabilized quickly.

He silently re-tied the rope behind his head and looked at the head with an unpredictable expression.

The head was tugging at his wet clothes and raised his eyes to meet Chongming's.

"Are you awake?" the headmaster said, "You all sit back and listen to me."

Chongming looked at him gloomily for a moment, then turned back to his seat.

Xiao Qingzhou also went back.

The atmosphere was quite serious.

Yu Tianbao couldn't read the atmosphere, so he said cautiously, "Shouldn't you change your clothes?"

It was so cold, even if you had deep internal strength, you couldn't wear wet clothes.

Yu Luosha slammed his head on his skull, "Shut up and eat your meal quietly."

Bu Zao thought to himself, Yu Tianbao's mouth could offend everyone, and to be the leader of Luosha Sect, he must be incredibly strong.

The three disciples returned to their seats, and Bu Zao also sat down. He first picked up the wine cup, picked up the wine pot, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Everyone stared at him, unable to believe that he would choose to drink under such circumstances.

They thought and thought, and a vague answer emerged, but the answer seemed true and false, making people dare not think about it.

Bu Zao drank four cups of wine in a row. After the strong liquor, his face was still clear - he seemed to have a good alcohol tolerance.

"-Are you nervous?" Yu Luocha asked.

The leader dared to ask and think, his tone was a little frivolous, with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Shut up, I'm thinking." The head of the sect said so.

Yu Luocha: "..."

Do you still have time to think? I'm afraid your head is full of wine.

Bu Zao thought for a long time, put down the wine cup, and said: "Chongming, what do you mean by what you said just now? I never said I don't want to see your face."

Chongming closed his eyes, looking annoyed.

"That's not important, I don't care."

"Your reaction just now doesn't show that you don't care." The head said, "Now that things have come to this, tell me your complaints."

"How can I complain..." Chongming said, "I remember that you wanted to talk to Xiao Qingzhou."

He emphasized the word "talk".

"I don't have much to say." Xiao Qingzhou, who was called out, said nonchalantly, "Master, I have no complaints, but I just want to know what you think. The Salty Fish Sect has far-reaching goals, and disciples are the foundation. I don't want to embarrass you, not to mention that you are really strong, and I am not stupid."

"-Master, do you think that we disciples are people who can be abandoned?"

"…………"

Master Bu was silent for a long time. Complex thoughts filled his amber eyes. He wanted to say something but stopped, and his expression was tangled.

"Of course not."

He seemed to have struggled to say this, but just saying this seemed to cost him his life.

The three disciples of the Salty Fish Sect were stunned, and Lu Xiaofeng was very relieved. If they continued to work hard like this, the contradictions would disappear.

The headmaster lowered his head to hide the uncomfortable look on his face, and his ears were red because he was distracted.

——No wonder he wore a mask.

Several people who saw this scene had similar thoughts.

The headmaster had a broken jar in his mind and said, "Now I think it's strange that you two think I'm not good. If I didn't care about you and didn't want to see Chongming's face, I wouldn't have picked you up in the first place. Wudu is the best... He is good and obedient, like Wangcai."

Wudu became nervous.

Chongming and Xiaoqingzhou suddenly raised their eyes and stared at the headmaster who was talking.

The headmaster has never talked so much before, and his tone is like complaining, but the headmaster never complains, he only lets others complain.

Wang Lianhua poked his head out, Sikong Zhaixing was about to step onto the stool, and Yu Luosha was holding Yu Tianbao's head to look at the headmaster.

If I guessed correctly, the headmaster should be... drunk.

After realizing this, the expressions of several people immediately became colorful, and they felt subtle about this development.

Xiao Qingzhou suddenly asked: "Why did you change my name?"

The headmaster paused for a moment, suddenly raised his hand and slapped the table, and shouted: "Who said I changed it! My name is obviously 'Xiaozhou', but you automatically understood it as removing the word 'Qing' and changing your name to Xiaozhou. What can I say!"

The long dining table cracked a thin crack, and the sound was obvious.

Xiao Qingzhou said, "But you said that everyone in the sect has two-character names, so it would be more appropriate for me to have two characters."

"It is appropriate, but I also said that your three-character name is unique, very good." The headmaster's tone was a little aggrieved, "You are young and don't remember, and you blame me for being arbitrary... What can I say?"

Xiao Qingzhou was blocked, and he endured and endured, and didn't say anything.

"You have a mouth and a brain, why can't you say it?" Chongming

said in a stern tone, staring at the headmaster closely.

"..." The headmaster hid his face again and whispered, "What do you know? I am the master, the headmaster... No one has taught me how to teach disciples and how to get along with disciples."

Chongming was stunned.

Wang Lianhua said, "So you are just not good at expressing yourself."

The head of the sect acknowledged his answer: "You are right."

"Before you became the head of the sect, you should have had your own master," Wang Lianhua continued to ask questions as if nothing had happened. It was most convenient to ask questions when you were drunk.

Sikong Zhaixing gave him an admiring look that said "You are cunning, but you do a good job."

The head of the sect stopped talking.

"..." Wang Lianhua blinked, and he must not say nothing because of his question.

"I don't have a master." The head of the sect Bu said, "I am my own teacher."

——He is a genius.

People couldn't help but think.

Yu Luocha sighed. Bu Zao was a generation younger than him, but he had such talent and opportunities. Could it be that fate really determined him?

The headmaster drank another cup of wine. His cheeks and ears were still red, and his amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, reflecting the candlelight like a cluster of flames.

At this time, it was unknown whether he was drunk or not, because his action of pouring wine was very steady, and the wine in the wine cup was still.

"I... I always think I am a good master." He said, "You are all excellent. Even if you don't have the qualifications to practice martial arts, you have other talents. There is no need to prove anything. You are all my outstanding disciples."

Zhongming lowered his head a little wolfishly, Xiao Qingzhou stared straight at the headmaster, and Wu Du showed a happy smile on his face.

The headmaster said, "I'm really sad that you're leaving the mountain. I think I haven't done well enough. Maybe if I go down the mountain and meet more people and interact with more people, I can understand what you're thinking... But after meeting so many people and watching you gradually become famous in the martial arts world, I don't understand what you're thinking anymore."

He lowered his head and drank silently.

"...I will try my best to be a good master."

There was silence at the table, and Yu Tianbao dared not shout.

Yu Tianbao had a complicated impression of the headmaster Bu. He was unfathomable and elusive, but some of his disciples liked him and some disliked him. If he had to use a word to summarize him, the only thing that was beyond doubt was "powerful".

But at this time, the headmaster Bu looked very sincere and a little fragile. Without the mask covering him, all of Bu Zao's emotions were revealed on his face, and his emotions were conveyed more clearly.

"Master..." Chong Ming raised his head, his eyes still red. As if trying hard to suppress his emotions, he spoke in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse, "Where did you go on the day I went down the mountain?"

"...I followed you and watched you go down the mountain." Master Bu said softly, "The first night you went down the mountain, you stayed in the woods and picked red fruits to fill your stomach."

The moment he heard this, Chong Ming was stunned and burst into tears. His tears reflected the candlelight and hit the table like splashing sparks.

This scene was very impressive. For Chongming, who wanted to prove himself to the headmaster, nothing was more worthy of his tears than getting what he had always had.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed in his heart, thinking of Chongming alone in the dim study, lonely and withdrawn. From today on, he would no longer be alone.

Chongming realized that he was crying and hurriedly wiped his tears. The others withdrew their gazes as if nothing had happened.

Too many things happened today. The master-disciple relationship in the Salted Fish Sect was indeed complicated beyond imagination.

Wang Linhua was annoyed. He thought that he was disgusted with this group of people who were pulling each other and causing trouble to him. But as he watched Chongming wiping his tears, he inexplicably envied them for being able to talk it out.

The candlelight flickered, and the sound of the wind came from outside the house. There were beasts howling in the wind.

Xiao Qingzhou, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, looked at Wudu, and smiled slowly: "Brother, it seems that you are the one who understands."