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“Of course I care about him.” Song Shuhang sat down and gently placed Yas at the end of the canoe. Then he reached out and pointed at himself: “For reasons of Song Wood, I was beaten several times by some stranger. ”

Lord Chu: “…”

She fully understands why Song Shuhang was beaten.

In fact, when she first saw Song Shuhang, Ming Song Shuhang was completely different from Song Wood Head, and the power realm was completely different, but she also mistakenly thought Song Shuhang was‘ Song Wood ’. However, if you look closely at the second, she can determine that Song Shuhang and Song Wood are two completely different individuals.

Under this premise, if Song Shuhang happens to meet some old guy, it is also normal for the other party to beat Song Shuhang up when they see him mistaken for Song Wood.

“Master Chu, do you have a picture of Song Wood or something?” Song Shuhang is still a little undying.

Lord Chu Gang: “Do you think I would carefully collect pictures of Song Wood and then watch it dark every day? ”

“...” Song Shuhang: “Master, I just want to see what Song Wood looks like. Why should I be beaten up for nothing several times? ”

Though once he was beaten up, he switched back a slice of bamboo shoots to save his life.

Lord Chu pawned tirelessly: “No photo, bring paper and pen, I will draw you a copy of his painting, I am still very confident in my ability to paint. ”

“Thank you, Lord Chu.” Song Shuhang immediately removed the paper and pen from his bracelet space.

Lord Chu raised the pen, thinking about it, and painted it quickly on the paper.

The master of the pavilion is as flighty as a pen. The painting is even more extraordinary. It is worth the presence of the immortal level.

“Done.” Master Chu handed the painting back to Song Shuhang.

And then she herself, as if she had consumed all her energy, lay down soft and refused to get up again.

Song Shuhang took over the portrait.

Well, the paintings are beautiful and sour.

Have you seen the ancient Greatman black and white illustrations on some language aids?

It's the kind of 'Qin Shihuang’ and ‘He Zhizhang’, even 'Zhou Wenwang’ and ‘Zhuge Kunming’ are all a face, similar to more than 70%.

Other than clothes, other poses are exactly the same as faces. Even if you don't have facial disorder, these ancient greats change their clothes, you'll never know who they are or who they are.

Song Shuhang looked at the man in the 'Confucian uniform' on the portrait... Just change his clothes to Qin Shihuang's costume, add some beard or something, and you can replace the 'Qin Shihuang’ kind in the textbook.

Song Shuhang has the urge to wrestle the portrait.

He took a deep breath and asked again, "Master, can you print the portrait in your head with a spell? ”

“Too much energy, not dry.” Chukou Main Road.

Song Shuhang: “…”

He felt that Master Chu and Yoshiko Yu's brother 'Liu Jianyi’ must have a common language. According to Yoshiko Yu, her brother is lazy enough to breathe even lazily.

Just put the Song Wood thing aside.

In addition to Song Wood, he wanted to ask about Ancient Heaven. But when you think about the relationship between ancient heavens and the water fires of the ‘Bishui Pavilion’, think about it.

What if Lord Chukou gets angry and kicks him into space?

“Are we done here?” The main voice of the Chukou is getting lower.

Song Shuhang nodded: “Well, it's all right now. Lord Chu will take me back. ”

The voice just dropped and suddenly his heart moved.

Senior Tortoise sent him a message in the core world.

[Ice Potassium has been refined successfully] Tortoise Senior speaks out.

“Senior Chu, Bing Po Tan has been refined successfully, let's go to Li Yinzhu now!” Song Shuhang looked up.

Tortoise elder alchemy speed is particularly powerful, it says it can be done within 24 hours, I didn't expect the refining to succeed so quickly.

Besides, he had one thing in mind. Senior Turtle should also know Song Wood, then you can ask him about Song Wood.

Lord Chukou: “Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo."

The pavilion master has fallen asleep, watching her breathe evenly, God's sleep speed.

What should I do? Wake her up?

Speaking of calling Lord Chu to wake up, Song Shuhang remembered a difficult past.

Remember when he came back to Bishui Pavilion, the Lord of Chu Pavilion was asleep. He was hanged from the door of the main residence of Chu Pavilion, but was hanged in a defensive formation, in the form of a horse.

Song Shuhang was somewhat worried, if he went to call Master Chu, would she suddenly drill out defensive formations to hang him as a horse?

So don't come near her.

“Lord Chu, don't sleep yet, let's go to Time City first.” Song Shuhang shouted.

Lord Chukou: “Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!”

Song Shuhang cried again for a long time, but once Master Chu fell asleep, Ray couldn't move.

“Alas." Song Shuhang sighed, couldn't help it. Looks like he's the only one to go to Bishui Pavilion Time City.

He implicitly remembers the way Bishui Pavilion entered, but without Chu Pavilion to lead the way, he wondered if he could enter Time City?

Just thinking, suddenly the small lake ‘wow ~’ huge noise.

Then an umbrella broke out.

Another figure followed closely. This figure is wearing a blue robe with short black hair.

When he jumped out of the lake, he stretched his hand and grabbed the umbrella.

Splashes.

The man in the blue robe landed steadily on the water.

He first glanced at the sleeping lord of Chukou: "Oh, here I am. Master, hello! ”

The Master Chu did not respond for half a day, and the Blue Robe man grinned. “The Master is asleep again. ”

He also looked to Song Shuhang: “Little friend you... Huh? Senpai Song, you're here too! ”

Song Shuhang: “Hello Daoist, are you? ”

“What's the wind? Wind... Wind... bad, late forgot the serial number.” The blue robe man grinned.

Song Shuhang: “Huh? ”

“The memory of the younger generation has always been poor, and the road number has always been accidentally forgotten. Please wait, Senior Big Song.” Come on, the blue robe man took out a little book and flipped it up fast.

A moment later, he was happy to say, "I found it. The descendant's sermon number is Umbrella Man. There's a word underneath —— idiot, it's not a sermon. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Umbrella's not my number? Ha ha ha, great, the name sounds frustrating, if that's the way it really is.” Men's blue umbrella robe haha laughed.

After laughing, he turned his eyes to Lord Chu's Palace. Turning back, he looked back at Song Shuhang: “Hey, Daoyou... Hey, it's Senior Song! Senior Junior Junior Junior! ”

Song Shuhang's face was disgusting.

What's that supposed to mean?

“What's the Wind, Wind, Wind?" Senior Big Song, please wait. I don't remember very well. Let me see my serial number. ”Go ahead, he's going back to his little book.

“Found it. The youngest called the Umbrella Dumb. It's not a dojo. Uh...” The Umbrella Man looked up with a grin: "Sorry, Senior Song, this may not be the wagon number of the junior generation. But I can't remember the serial number for a moment. This is too bad. If you don't mind, call me Parason! ”

Song Shuhang has about understood what is going on.

This guy, after meeting himself... as soon as he turned around, forgot what just happened?

This is no longer a question of ‘poor memory', which is already lame. He wondered if the Umbrella Man was a goldfish.

Memories rot like this. How did he cultivate them? Can he remember those cumbersome tricks?

“Umbrella Taoist Hello, how did you get to Bishuikou?” Song Shuhang asked.

This guy, he doesn't look like a member of Chukou's Evolved Bishui Pavilion with [real illusions]. Was it the Brother who got into Bishui Pavilion?

Moreover, the Umbrella Man appears to know Lord Chu.

“How did I get to Bishuikou? Let me think... By the way, Senior Bisong, I've been living in Bishui Pavilion. I'm part of Bishui Pavilion, and although my memory sucks, there are some important things that I can still remember.” The Umbrella Man replied.

A member of Bishui Pavilion, that is, the Umbrella Patriarch is also part of the evolution of the Lord of Chu Pavilion [Real Illusion].

With that in mind, Song Shuhang's heart felt a little sad.

“Senior Big Song, do you have any troubles?” The Umbrella Man asked.

Song Shuhang: “Actually, I just wanted Lord Chu to take me to Time City. ”

“Time City? Oh, oh, that place I know. Let me take Senpai Song.” The Umbrella Man laughed haha.

Song Shuhang slightly said: “Is that okay? ”

“Rest assured, my memory sucks, but I remember all the important things. It's like practicing kung fu or something. Although I forgot what kung fu I practiced and how the realm was divided, I remember how to practise it clearly!” The Umbrella Man is proud of the Ocean Lane.

“There's an umbrella buddy.” Song Shu Hangdao.

The umbrella man patted his chest: “Wrap it around me. ”

Go ahead, he treads on the lake, like crossing the horizon, to the shore of the lake.

Song Shuhang lifted Yas and jumped to the lake. As soon as he stepped out, Black Lotus took shape under his feet and quickly followed the Umbrella Man.

……

……

Ten minutes later, Song Shuhang regretted his trust in Umbrella Daoists.

Umbrella Man got lost, and more importantly, he forgot Song Shuhang.

“Hey, where are we?” The Umbrella Taoist walked Song Shuhang to a palace square in Bishui Pavilion, and looked around in confusion.

Then he looked to Song Shuhang: “Daoyou, you look familiar, huh? Hello, Senior Song. ”

Song Shuhang is desperate.

“Daoist, where's Time City?” Song Shuhang went straight to the subject, so as not to give the Umbrella Taoist the opportunity to pay the small book.

“Time City? I know, important things I still know.” The Umbrella Man is happy.

But then he suddenly stunned again: “No, I know where Time City is, but I can't remember where we are right now. ”

This guy isn't the True Palace master who made a fool of him with his illusion, is he?