The Boss Medicine of Quick Transmigration is Coming

Chapter 169 Half City Smoke and Sand (21)

Among several sons, the most outstanding Deng Yucheng was selected, and he was asked to worship in Qingfeng Valley with a token. First, he wanted to train Deng Yucheng to come back to save Qin from the fire and water. Second, he wanted to invite Fushan to come out of the mountain and directly To calm down the world.

The ambitions of the royal family of the Qin State are not insignificant, but Fushan, who has seen through the world, refused the request to leave the mountain. The family, country and world outside have nothing to do with him.

But although Fushan doesn't leave the mountain, he doesn't interfere with whether the disciples under his sect become officials.

So when Deng Yucheng came out of the mountain with success in his studies, it was up to him to take any disciple from the valley to assist him.

"Master, Yucheng is leaving Qingfeng Valley now."

Deng Yucheng in Tsing Yi knelt and bid farewell to Fushan sitting at the head of the room.

Fushan nodded slightly and asked: "Yucheng is going, is there anyone he likes in the valley to accompany him?"

Previously, Fushan had promised that Deng Yucheng could choose a disciple to join him as an official. As long as the disciple agreed to leave the mountain, he would let them go.

Deng Yucheng stood up and replied with a smile: "There has been a candidate, but he hasn't agreed to come out yet."

"Oh?" Fushan smiled, and then asked: "You chose Yuheng, right?"

"Yes, Master."

Fushan stroked his beard: "He is really a suitable candidate. Among the many disciples who are my teacher, Yu Heng is comparable to you in both martial arts and knowledge. You two get along well on weekdays. If you can work together , but can complement each other.”

Deng Yucheng was very happy to see that Fushan did not object to Yan Yuheng going out with him.

One must know that Yan Yuheng was taken in by Fushan as a closed disciple, and also one of Fushan's favorite disciples, if he hadn't brought him a token, Fushan would never have accepted him.

Even now, he is still a special existence in Qingfeng Valley. Although he is called Fushan's "Master", he cannot be regarded as a disciple of Fushan's sect.

It is said that Yan Yuheng's knowledge of martial arts is comparable to his, but in real terms, no matter his knowledge or martial arts, Yan Yuheng is a bit stronger than him.

However, because of his ugly appearance, Yan Yuheng doesn't like to interact with people too much, and he always stays away from the crowd on weekdays. If it wasn't for him when he entered the mountain, only Yan Yuheng was about the same age as him. Because of his special status, he needed a friend very much , maybe he will also be intimidated by Yan Yuheng's appearance and behavior, and will not have too much interaction with Yan Yuheng.

In the beginning, Yan Yuheng didn't want to associate with him, but after giving him a silver mask with shamelessness, Yan Yuheng didn't repel him so much, and gradually became friends with him.

Deng Yucheng had already left, Fushan didn't want to keep him anymore, and waved to him: "When you're ready, let's go down the mountain."

"Yes."

Kowtowing farewell to Fushan again, Deng Yucheng left the house on the top of the cliff and walked towards the residence halfway up the mountain.

At the door of the room, he met Yan Yuheng who was waiting for him with his head down.

Yan Yuheng has been wearing black clothes for many years, with half of his hair covering his forehead and blocking his face on the left side, making him look a bit gloomy. are two extremes.

So, he has no friends at all.

Except Deng Yucheng.

Leaning against the window of Deng Yucheng's house, Yan Yuheng didn't raise his head, and said in such a low voice, "Going away?"

Deng Yucheng, who was used to Yan Yuheng's way of speaking, nodded and said, "Let's go."

Then he went to the house and took out a new silver mask and handed it to Yan Yuheng: "Take it, no matter what, I finally got someone to bring it up. The previous one is too small, and you can't use it long ago."

Looking at the mask stretched out in front of him, Yan Yuheng paused for a moment, then reached out to take it: "Thank you."

　mua~（づ￣3￣）づ╭～
　　See you tomorrow, little ones~
　　Yan Yuheng, provided by Xiao Wu, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)