"Zhou Botong, let me introduce you. This is my wife.”
Medicine Master Huang pointed at Feng Heng and introduced him to Zhou Botong.
"Ah, Old Evil Huang, when did you get married? Is this little guy your son?”
Zhou Botong asked in surprise.
Huang Yufeng rolled his eyes at Zhou Botong.
"I've been married for a few years, but Yu Feng isn't my son. He's my disciple.”
After Medicine Master Huang finished speaking, he looked at Huang Yufeng.
"Yu Feng, why aren't you greeting Zhou Botong?”
"Greetings, Uncle Zhou."
"Haha, you're called Yu Feng, right? Don't call me uncle, just call me big brother.”
Zhou Botong said happily.
"Are you sure? If I call you Big Brother Zhou, then you are one generation younger than my master.”
When Zhou Botong heard Ling Yang's words, he felt a little awkward. He did not want to be a generation lower than Huang Laoxie. If that happened, how would he be able to survive in the martial world?
Medicine Master Huang, who was beside them, started to smooth things over for them.
"Haha, Yu Feng, it's alright. Since Zhou Botong asked you to call him Big Brother Zhou, then you can call him Big Brother Zhou. There's no need to care about these things.”
"Haha, you're the most sensible one, Old Evil Huang. Did you hear that, Brother Yu Feng? You can just call me Big Brother Zhou from now on.”
Huang Yufeng was a little speechless. As expected of an old brat, but he still called out to Zhou Botong.
"Big Brother Zhou."
"That's right. If anyone bullies you in the future, ask Big Brother Zhou for help. I'll definitely help you teach them a lesson.”
"Big Brother Zhou, you said it yourself.”
"Brother Yu Feng, I, Zhou Botong, never lie.”
Just like in the TV series, Zhou Botong had drunk a few more glasses of wine and told them about Wang Chongyang's fake resurrection and how he broke Ouyang Feng's toad technique with the Single Solar Finger.
"I didn't expect Brother Chongyang to leave us like this. It's really a pity.”
Medicine Master Huang said sadly.
"Old Evil Huang, let's not talk about these sad things. Let's continue drinking.”
Hearing Zhou Botong's words, Feng Heng continued to fill his glass with wine.
Seeing that Zhou Botong was almost done drinking, Feng Heng and Apothecary Huang looked at each other and revealed a strange smile. Of course, the Topaz trench coat noticed, but Zhou Botong was kept in the dark.
"Big Brother Zhou, the scripture is so magical. Can you lend it to me?”
Feng Heng asked curiously.
Zhou Botong shook his head repeatedly.
"No, this scripture is harmful to people.”
"That's why I want to read it. I don't know any martial arts. I just want to see what this book that killed countless martial arts masters looks like.”
Zhou Botong still shook his head and refused.
However, Zhou Botong met Feng Heng, whose IQ was not inferior to Huang Rong.
Dealing with Zhou Botong's childish attitude was a piece of cake.
"Bo Tong, my wife really doesn't know martial arts. What's wrong with letting him take a look?”
Medicine Master Huang said with a smile.
"She doesn't understand, but you do.”
"If I, Huang Yaoshi, take a look at the scripture, I will dig out this eyeball for you.”
"It's useless no matter what you say. I'm not lending it to you.”
Huang Yufeng looked at them in amusement, but he didn't interrupt. It wasn't the time.
Feng Heng saw that the old naughty child was not fooled, so he began to use goading.
"Husband, it seems that the Nine Yin Scripture was taken by that Ouyang fellow. Why do you have to force him so hard and make him lose face?”
"That's right, I'm so stupid. I'm sorry, Brother Botong. How about this, I'll go with you to find Ouyang Feng and get your true scripture back. You can't beat him anyway.”
Medicine Master Huang also cooperated very well.
"Haha, the scripture is indeed with me, but I can only show it to Brother Yu Feng. However, since you look down on me for not being able to keep the scriptures, I'll have a martial arts competition with you today.”
Zhou Botong had a good plan. He saw that Huang Yufeng was only two or three years old, so it was impossible for him to understand the Nine Yin Manual. Therefore, he was very relieved to let Huang Yufeng read it.
He didn't know how happy Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng were when they heard that Zhou Botong was willing to let Huang Yufeng read the scripture.
Of course, they knew what Zhou Botong was thinking, but Huang Yufeng's photographic memory was even better than Feng Heng's, so how could they not be happy?
It was the same for Huang Yufeng. He didn't even need to say anything, and the divine art came to him on its own. This was the way the main character opened up.
Huang Yufeng was extremely happy. As long as he could read the Nine Yin Scripture, Feng Heng's calamity would be over. He let out a sigh of relief.
"Let's not compete in martial arts. Let's compete in something else.”
Medicine Master Huang said with a smile.
"Why don't you two compete in stone shooting?”
Feng Heng gave a suggestion. After all, Medicine Master Huang knew the divine power of flicking fingers. How could he lose to Zhou Botong?
Hearing that, Zhou Botong was also very happy. He happily agreed.
He also liked to play this kind of game. Otherwise, he wouldn't be called an old urchin.
"Big Brother Zhou, if you lose, you have to show the scripture to Yu Feng. This is what you promised just now. What if you win? What do you want?”
Feng Heng said with a smile.
Zhou Botong thought for a while but couldn't think of anything.
"Quan Zhen Sect has treasures, so does our Peach Blossom Island. If you win, I will give you the Soft Hedgehog Armor. What do you think?”
Zhou Botong happily agreed.
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