Chapter 25 The old man with a middle school vibe

After saying this, Yi Feng's mouth twitched, and he was not impressed.

Of course, Yi Feng had guessed at first, could this guy be a hermit master who practices cultivation?

But after being in contact with him for a long time, Yi Feng had long since given up on this idea.

Which hermit master would look like this? Wouldn't he be soaring in the clouds, high above?

He just thought that he was unsuccessful in his youth and had a dream of practicing cultivation. The change of age did not make this middle school vibe disappear.

It was just middle school.

Yi Feng could understand it, who hasn't been middle school.

In his previous life, he watched too many martial arts movies, so he cut bamboo into the shape of a long sword and carried it on his back. When he drew his sword, he would always cut the dogtail grass at the door of his grandmother's house in the countryside, and even dubbed it himself.

Of course, it is rare to see someone so young and still be immature.

Then Yi Feng went into the house and brought out a small table, with a homemade chess set in his hand.

As a native of Yanhuang, how could he not bring this essence to the other world? Of course, this is also a rare thing for Yi Feng to kill time.

The reason why he got to know Old Man Wu was because he happened to pass by when Yi Feng was teaching an old man in the neighborhood to play chess, and he was very interested in it.

From then on, he came to Yi Feng, not for other things, just to play chess.

Outside the street, the autumn wind was rustling.

Gradually, a light rain began to fall, dripping down the eaves. An old man and a young boy were squatting by the table on the steps.