Chapter 857 — Strange Tales of the Southern Realm
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Fetch your grandfather and we shall thrash him too!
" "I could not stand the sight of that ox from the first — peony in his teeth, nose in the air! " Libationer Bashan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Shen Mu, "You do not know. My Lanjiang Academy is unlike other academies. It is split into many schools of the Dao arts, and exceedingly clamorous: there is my own school of combat arts, Libationer Yuqing's school of nature, and the Chiming Divine Son often comes to lecture — they are the school of creation. These past days Master Heaven Blade and the Martial Combat Heaven Master Zhuo Cha have come together, helping to build the city defenses and to teach martial arts and the blade. " "Grandpa Tu and the Martial Combat Heaven Master Zhuo Cha have come as well?
" Shen Mu was delighted, then suddenly recalled something and asked, testing the water, "Then who is the green ox's godfather?
" From outside came the bawling of the Dragon Qilin and the Water Qilin.
The Dragon Qilin cried, "Brother Sanduo, I did not know he was your adopted son — stop beating me! Senior Brother Sanduo, surely you remember the water pipe we smoked together. .
. Big sister, save me! " Even as he listened, a white blur flashed past, and a young girl came darting in, straight for Shen Mu, white fox tails swaying behind her. She rushed to his side, circled him once, and became a white fox that climbed onto his shoulder; several tails caught around his neck, and she climbed onto his head, her soft snow-white tails covering Shen Mu's whole face.