Chapter 227 "No wonder Nie Yao is also named Nie."
Deng Si'er did not immediately return the greeting and call Nie Zaizhi his uncle Zaizhi.
Instead, Nie Yao's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, and he looked at Nie Zaizhi stupidly and said.
Mo Lidao was stunned when he saw this, and Nie Zaizhi was also slightly startled, and then asked Deng Si'er with a smile: "Oh, nephew Deng recognizes my child."
Deng Si'er nodded and said: "I recognize you.
It's at Mr.
Zuo's house.
Now that you are so gentle, Uncle Zhishi, I really wonder who Nie Yao learned that temperament from."
"Deng Si'er."
Mo Lidao couldn't help but glare at Deng Si'er when he saw this.
How could he say that to his daughter in front of his father?
Deng Si'er curled his lips, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Obviously, you have never met Nie Yao.
She quarreled with me when she saw nothing was wrong.
The key is that she has good kung fu and I can't beat her."
Seeing this, Mo Lidao suddenly felt that he was losing face in front of Nie Zaizhi, and couldn't help but shake his head.
Nie Zaizhi didn't show much concern to Deng Si'er's words.
He still looked at Deng Si'er with a gentle smile and said: "It doesn't matter, Deng Si'er and Yao'er are both still children.
Besides, what Deng Si'er said is right.
That child Yao'er was indeed spoiled by me."
"You just don't know what to say."
Seeing this, Mo Lidao pointed at Deng Si'er and cursed with a smile.
Deng Si'er shrugged, obviously not paying much attention to it.
Nie Zaizhi couldn't help but feel quite strange when he saw the way the master and apprentice got along in front of him.
Ordinary masters and disciples, all disciples have great respect for the master.
They are not like Deng Si'er and Mo Lidao, but they are like an old naughty boy and a naughty boy, but they are funny and have a sense of closeness that is not found between ordinary masters and disciples.
Don't know why.
Nie Zaizhi could not see any real blame in Mo Lidao's eyes, but he could vaguely feel a sense of dependence on each other.
Because of this, Nie Zaizhi couldn't help but value this personal and sole disciple of Mo Li Dao a little more.
"It's windy on the top of the mountain.
Let's go in first and talk later."
Nie Zaizhi said with a smile.
Mo Lidao nodded and tied the horse to a tree outside the small courtyard.
Then he followed Nie Zaixian into the house first.
Deng Si'er also tied his donkey to the tree as usual, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Really, Youdao means that you forget the old people when you meet the new people.
This Mo Hei Lian just put the new people aside when he met the old people.
Sure enough, it is the aroma of steamed buns created by using old facial hair, hum."
After saying that, Deng Si'er was still angry and slapped the little donkey on the butt.
The mouth is reluctant and unforgiving: "And you, a stupid ass who even kicks his master, has no conscience."
The donkey received a moderate slap from Deng Si'er.
As if he was a little guilty, he didn't dare to resist, he just tilted his head slightly and snorted.
"Humph, that's not bad."
Seeing the donkey's appearance, Deng Si'er snorted slightly feeling relieved, turned around and walked towards the room where Mo Lidao and Nie Zaizhi had just entered.
If Deng Si'er was a little surprised by the dress of Taoist Qingfeng, then when Deng Si'er opened the door and entered the house, he was so surprised that he couldn't believe it.
I saw that the interior of the house was not as simple as Deng Si'er thought.
It was actually extremely exquisite.
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Although the decorations and appliances in the house are small, the patterns are exquisite.
It was almost the same as the exquisite ornaments he saw at Zuo Chi's house and Wu Jue's house.
It can be said that the objects in front of him are even more exquisite and unique than the precious utensils Deng Si'er has seen so far.
Nie Zaizhi saw Deng Si'er entering the room.
A very surprised expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but smile and explain: "Nephew Deng, you don't have to be so surprised.
The furnishings here are just because my adopted daughter has been spoiled by my disciple's mother, the eldest princess Chunyang, since she was a child.
She collects all the strange and interesting things she sees.
I It also gives me a lot of headache.”
When Deng Si'er heard this, he immediately remembered that he had gone into Nie Yao's room to look for her once when he was in An Guohou's mansion.
There were also countless exquisite decorations, and he nodded in understanding.
No wonder.
After Deng Si'er took a casual look around the room, he walked to the couch where Mo Lidao and Nie Zaizhi were sitting and stood still, with a confused look on his face.
It turned out that there were no tables, chairs or benches in Nie Zaizhi's secluded residence.
Apart from a wooden bed, there was only a very short tree stump that was not even a coffee table.
Next to the tree stump, a fire was set up.
The fire was not strong, and there was a pot of steaming water with the aroma of tea.
"You don't have to be formal, nephew Deng.
Come and sit down.
You and your master have been working hard all the way.
Let's drink some hot tea to relieve our fatigue."
Nie Zaizhi looked at Deng Si'er and pointed to an empty futon next to him with a smile. , said.
Deng Si'er nodded, moved over and sat down in the gaze of the two men.
Following the example of Mo Lidao and Nie Zaizhi, Deng Si'er suddenly felt happy after sitting down cross-legged.
It turns out that the futon is padded with soft cushions.
It is not hard at all and is very comfortable to sit on.
Nie Zaizhi saw that no matter what Deng Si'er's expression was, it immediately appeared on that childish face.
He couldn't help but think of his adopted daughter Nie Yao, who looked like Deng Si'er when she was a child.
Come to think of it, there was a reason why Deng Si'er could get along so well with his cold and indifferent disciple.
While thinking about it, Nie Zaizhi took the delicate kettle down from the fire, filled Mo Lidao and Deng Si'er with hot tea, and then said: "Li Dao, I didn't expect that you and I have not seen each other for nearly twenty years.
Now that we meet again, you will have such an outstanding disciple."
Outstanding disciple Deng Si'er nodded with satisfaction, picked up the tea cup in front of him, blew gently and dipped his tongue on the rim of the cup.
When Mo Lidao heard this, he glanced at Deng Si'er, picked up the teacup in front of him, held it in his hand, looked at Nie Zaizhi and said: "He is just a young boy, how can he be distinguished by the word "excellent"
Before Nie Zaizhi could say anything, Deng Si'er put down his tea cup and looked at Mo Lidao with his lips curled up and said: "It's not like you insist on accepting me as your disciple, so I reluctantly agreed.
Otherwise, you would definitely have to bring your broken medicine refining skills into the coffin."
"Hey, you kid!"
Mo Lidao was about to curse, but he thought that it was not good to do this in front of Nie Zaizhi, so he couldn't help but scolded him a little, looking at Nie Zaizhi's smile, he said: "The discipline is not strict and the discipline is not strict."
"It doesn't matter, this is true temperament."
Nie Zaizhi also picked up his cup of tea and said with a smile.
Seeing this, Mo Lidao couldn't help but glared at Deng Si'er next to him as a warning.
Deng Si'er still shrugged, not showing any sign of obedience.
"By the way, when I went up the mountain just now, I heard you mention that there is another important thing to do here.
What is it?"
At this time, Nie Zaizhi asked.
When Deng Si'er and Mo Lidao heard this, their expressions changed, they looked at each other, and slowly put down the teacups in their hands, neither of them spoke.
"What's wrong?"
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Nie Zaizhi couldn't help but feel tense when he saw this, and asked in confusion.
Mo Lidao sighed and said: "If you persist, something will happen to Zuo Chi
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