Chapter 154 Master and Disciple
Zhao Yushu slept too much during the day and didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night. Fortunately, monks don't have high requirements for sleep, so when it was just light the next day, Zhao Yushu got up early and waited for dinner.
Breakfast consisted of steamed buns with fermented soybeans in soy sauce, and each person had a salted duck egg that was juicy and juicy, along with a bowl of white porridge. It was definitely a very hearty breakfast in that era.
During breakfast, Zhao Yushu paid special attention for a long time, but did not find the young man from last night. A Yao volunteered to go around the deck, but found nothing.
It seemed as if this person had never appeared on the ship.
With some doubts, Zhao Yushu finished the last mouthful of rice porridge, wiped the bottom of the bowl with steamed cake, put it in his mouth, wiped his mouth and walked towards the deck.
The young man stood there with his hands behind his back.
Zhao Yushu's heart skipped a beat, but his gaze did not linger on the young man, but looked to the side.
An old man with most of his hair turned white was sitting cross-legged on a small stool. Although it is said that most of his hair is white, in fact, his hair can hardly be described as sparse. The few strands of hair were firmly combed into a small bun. Unfortunately, unless a silver needle was used as a hairpin, the bun could not stand up, and it could only be tied up with a circle of thin rope.
The old man was wearing a white robe, and even from behind one could tell that his clothes were open. One of his big feet was raised high and dangling randomly, looking very comfortable.
Zhao Yushu moved his eyes to look over there, and suddenly, it was as if a flash bomb was thrown in front of his eyes, and everything was white.
"What did you see?" The old man seemed a little proud and asked in a joking tone.
"You are rude boy. The old man has great cultivation." Zhao Yushu squatted on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, with snot and tears streaming down his face.
"That's right. You youngsters, whenever you meet someone, you like to check out their cultivation level. What's the matter? Is the level of cultivation important? Can a person who is at the third level of heaven defeat a person who is at the fifth level of heaven?"
Zhao Yushu froze. Why did he say that? Was he hinting at something? No, what was he saying? Someone from Wangjiang Tower?
"Come here." Zhao Yushu finally relieved the severe pain in his eyes and saw the young man waving at him.
Zhao Yushu stepped forward and bowed to the two of them. "I wonder what you want me to do, elder?"
The old man was still shaking his big feet: "From Nanyang?"
"Yes."
"How is Nanyang?"
“Some people are good, some things are bad.”
“It’s the same everywhere.”
Zhao Yushu was stunned. Although he understood what the old man meant, he didn't understand why the old man asked him these questions.
"This is my apprentice. He is very smart and well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge. However, he firmly believes that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, so he likes to travel around. Coincidentally, I like to travel too, so we went to the Western Regions."
Zhao Yushu thought for a moment and said, "I heard that the Western Regions is a good place, except for the war."
The old man laughed: "Yes, as long as there is no war, it is indeed a good place, the wine is good, the scenery is beautiful, and the people are even better..."
"There's no need to talk about this teacher." The young man interrupted the old man's nonsense quite rudely.
The old man smacked his lips, as if he was still not satisfied: "But after all, we had to go to war, so we came back and went to Xijing first..."
Zhao Yushu continued to compliment: "Xijing is also a good place."
"Lotus spoon." The old man turned his head, his face wrinkled with wrinkles due to his contemptuous smile. He proudly admired the shock and defensiveness on Zhao Yushu's face at that moment.
"What is the old man going to do?" Zhao Yushu's face quickly recovered.
"Of course I went to find someone."
"did you find it?"
"Some trouble."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Yes, I have!"
The old man smiled very happily, then stretched out a finger and slowly pointed it at Zhao Yushu's forehead.
The young man stood aside, watching the old and the young pulling each other madly, and couldn't help shaking his head.
However, Zhao Yushu could not see the young man's movements, his vision was completely occupied by that finger.
There was no way to resist or dodge, the finger was obviously so slow, but he stood there as if struck by lightning, waiting for it to touch his forehead. Then his head would explode with a bang, just like a watermelon hit hard by a stick.
He was sitting and I was standing, and there was obviously a lot of distance between us. How could his arms be stretched so long?
He is trying to trick me, so I won't move. I don't believe he will really kill me.
How could it not move!
With a low roar, Zhao Yushu pointed out with his right hand, and invisible spiritual power gushed out from the sword finger, and he pointed it fiercely at the old man.
The young man suddenly opened his eyes.
Zhao Yushu seemed to have been paused, his body in a funny posture, one hand stretched straight forward, his whole body leaning forward, his feet standing firmly in a lunge, but his whole body was instantly drenched in cold sweat.
The old man's one finger turned into two fingers, standing upright in the air, as if holding a non-existent sword.
"Two kinds of spiritual power? Interesting."
Zhao Yushu let out a long breath and laughed.
"I thought the test was passed at the academy."
The old man also laughed: "When did you find out?"
"My eldest brother tried very hard to hint me to take the water route in his letter. It's really hard for you to wait here specially."
"You call me Senior Brother in a friendly way, but I haven't said I agree to let you join me yet."
"But you didn't object."
"Hahaha, you are such a scoundrel. Kowtow first."
Zhao Yushu knelt down respectfully and kowtowed three times.
"This is the third brother Wei You."
"Hello, Third Brother." Zhao Yushu continued to salute respectfully, but was somewhat surprised.
From the few people I have seen, the eldest brother, the second sister and the fourth brother are all in the inner scene. Even if the third brother is not in the inner scene, he should at least be in the outer scene. However, he is just a mortal.
The old man seemed to have noticed something, and laughed without saying anything more. Wei You accepted the gift calmly: "The painting from yesterday is my meeting gift, how do you think?"
"That's enough." Then Zhao Yushu looked at the old man, and Wei You also looked at the old man.
"Why are you looking at me? Can you forget your gift? My little disciple, do you know how many days it will take to get to Jiangning from here?"
In this world, the entire waterway from Xiangfan to Jiangning is about 2,800 miles. The ship Zhao Yushu was on had a slow speed, and it only sailed during the day.
Zhao Yushu thought for a moment and said, "If we take this ship, it will take about twenty days."
The old man put his foot down and said, "Let's say it's the 21st. As a teacher, I have to test your knowledge so that I can teach you according to your aptitude. I have three questions. If you answer each one correctly, I, this old madman, will give you a gift. If you can't answer any of them, I will pretend that you didn't see the kowtow you just made."
Wei You opened his eyes again and looked at the teacher, feeling quite surprised. How could he turn his head away and not count it just after completing the apprenticeship ceremony? However, the teacher was always unreasonable, otherwise he would not be scolded as an old lunatic.
Zhao Yushu's heart trembled, and he bowed and saluted: "Please give me some advice, senior."
Since the old madman said that if he couldn't answer the questions, he would be expelled from Tianji Pavilion, Zhao Yushu, although a scoundrel, was not a shameless person, so he immediately changed his words and called him senior.
The old madman laughed: "Okay, that's just what I like. Your fingering technique was pretty good just now. Did you create it yourself?"
"Copying from the predecessors."
"I don't remember such a person, but it doesn't matter. The first question will test your hand skills."
The old madman flipped his hand, and an ancient short knife appeared in his hand. Zhao Yushu's eyes suddenly became uncontrollable, and the three magic weapons above his qi sea all sounded a warning.
"I'm standing right here. If you get it, it's yours."