GBP Chapter 243: The Cannon Fodder National Master in the Abuse Story 62
Chapter 243: The Cannon Fodder National Master in the Abuse Story 62
"Master, you don't know, I've missed you so much these past few days that I couldn't sleep with you."
"Oh, I slept well these days."
"How can you sleep well without me by your side? Master, you must be lying to me!" There was a barely perceptible sadness in Xiao Xing's tone. He couldn't sleep without his master.
He thought the master was the same as him.
Who is like you? You are full of energy, and you made him pass out. Isn't it good to be able to sleep?
I feel a little uncomfortable without him around, but I can definitely sleep, it’s not like he has insomnia.
Ning Yu quickly brushed past him and walked forward, ignoring what Xiao Xing kept chattering in his ear. If he paid attention to him, he would talk even more nonstop. Even if he couldn't fall asleep, he didn't want to be tossed around so much that he didn't know what day it was when he fell asleep. It was a rare few days of peace and quiet.
"Master, you despise me!"
"No! How could it be! That's not the case!"
Ning Yu and Xiao Xing talked all the way, passing through the bustling market and bypassing the lively streets, the two of them chatting with each other.
Came to the restaurant.
"Master is here." Le Zian had been paying attention to the door. When he saw Ning Yu and the others, he suddenly stood up and waved, indicating that they should come over here.
As soon as Ning Yu and the others came in, they saw the conspicuous bag over there.
"Let's go."
Xiao Chu and his friends chose a seat in the lobby. They did not choose to enter the private room, but chose a corner seat next to the lobby. This huge restaurant is divided into three floors, each floor is decorated magnificently, with a platform in the middle, on which stood a storyteller, who was telling a fascinating story.
The storyteller was telling the story about the disciples of Tianshi Academy subduing demons and killing them. He told the story in a very clear and logical way, as if he had experienced those thrilling scenes personally. His voice was ups and downs and vivid, making people feel as if they were there.
He described how the disciples of Tianshi Academy fought against the evil spirits with their wits and how they found a glimmer of hope in a crisis-ridden environment. Every detail was told vividly and vividly, making people listen with great interest.
People in the hall gathered in twos and threes, chatting and listening to the storyteller's stories. Whenever the storyteller told a wonderful part, the crowd would burst into warm applause, and some people would generously give tips to show their recognition of the storyteller's skills.
Xiao Chu and his friends were also deeply attracted by the story. While tasting the delicious food in the restaurant, they listened to the wonderful narration of the storyteller and exclaimed in amazement from time to time.
"That's really well said." Le Zian exclaimed, it was exactly the same as what he had experienced.
"You can give a more exciting speech if you go up there. When you are no longer the Holy Son of the Tianshi Academy, you can learn it. This is also a skill." Xiao Chu suggested.
"I won't. I want to kill the demons like my master."
"You have a lot to learn from the National Master. Do you know how long the National Master has lived? I want to learn from him." No one in their Demon Sect dared to disrespect the National Master. Who knew how long the National Master had lived and why he had such an ageless face.
"You have great ambition." Xi Qing took the cup of tea, took a sip and put it down, expressing admiration.
"Yeah, that's it." Le Zian was very happy to get a positive answer.
"Master, please eat this. It's delicious. Please give me another one." Le Zian took the pot of food and placed it in front of Ning Yu.
Xiao Xing held the chopsticks, not knowing whether to pick up any food or not. The food was enough.
"That's enough, eat it yourself."
If you don’t tell me, he will be full with so many dishes.
"Master, take your time eating. These are all your favorites."
Xiao Chu looked at Le Zian, who was being very attentive and happy to do what he wanted, just like a believer who had gone crazy. None of the people in their cult were like this. Seeing this, he couldn't help but shudder.
Just like those fanatical believers, the people in their cult are quite normal.
"Young Master, is there really no problem?" Xiao Chu quietly approached Xiao Xing and gestured to Zi'an with his eyes.
"What's the problem?" Xiao Xing picked up some food and handed it to Ning Yu, asking in confusion.
"Le Zian, aren't you afraid that he will snatch away..." She glanced at his side.
"Do you think he will?"
"No, his reverence for the Imperial Master is beyond words, just like a devout believer treating a god."
"That's all." Xiao Xing never worried about this. Master, he didn't like those who were so stupid and not good-looking.
If Le Zian heard this, his heart would break into pieces. You are stupid, and your whole family is stupid.
Ning Yu was still hungry after eating so much, so he ate alone and listened to the storyteller telling stories about Tianshiyuan.
"You definitely don't know how long the National Master lived. Almost all the people who have seen the National Master have their faces buried in the ground. No one knows how long the National Master lived." said the storyteller.
"No one knows how long the Imperial Master lived, so how do you know?" someone in the audience asked.
"It's all just a story. We don't know what's hidden in the story. Maybe it's made up by others. I'll leave it to you to discover it. Please listen to the next episode for details."
"Huh." The audience looked disappointed when they didn't hear the answer they wanted to hear.
"Hearing what he said, Imperial Master, have you really lived a long time?" Xiao Chu and the others also wanted to know. They had always heard that the Imperial Master had lived a long time, but they didn't know the exact time.
Some people also say that it might have been spread by someone else. Different people have different opinions. If you believe it, it exists. If you don’t believe it, it doesn’t exist.
Le Zian also sat upright, he also wanted to know.
Xiaoxing has been around for so long. I wanted to know at first, but later I no longer had this idea.
"Can't say?" Xiao Chu looked at Ning Yu.
"Not really, I can't tell you. It's just a small matter and no one has asked me." Ning Yu, no, it should be said that it was the original owner.
No one has really asked about it. The original owner did live for a long time, and his life was almost forgotten.
"For me, time is just a snap of the fingers, but for you it is a long time, so long that it may be a lifetime."
He thought back to the original owner, when he started to learn the law, and then his body began to absorb some spiritual energy, it started when he was ignorant. He was talented, and he began to practice.
He didn't think it was a big deal at first, but as time went by, the people around him began to change their appearance and grow older, but he still looked the same, so he began to slowly distance himself from the crowd.
During the imperial dynasty, some strange things appeared, and the magic he practiced could suppress them. He began to petition for orders, and the first emperor saw that he could really kill these things, so he appointed him as the imperial teacher.
Later it was reported that the imperial teacher was different from others and everyone had to show respect to him when they saw him. The dynasty went through several generations like this. Although there were some problems in the middle, they were all corrected by the original master who turned the tide.
The current emperor respects the imperial teacher very much and even lets his son learn magic from him, and the original owner also agrees.
The emperors of this dynasty were not so cunning and were good emperors for the people. They were known for governing the country frugally, working diligently and loving the people.
A good emperor supported by the people.