Chapter 157

The younger generation is rude.Duan Mingxin nodded to Uncle Mo with her hands, but she was secretly surprised. It was rumored that Uncle Mo never left her daughter, who never left her, did not expect to meet him here. But then Duan Mingxin suddenly remembered the recent rumors in the world, and now she had a preliminary impression of the identity of this woman. Could it be that this person who is almost well-known to the Zhenbao Pavilion is sn in law?

The new son-in-law who is known as a useless person, with only a fairy-like face, and with a skin-like figure, wins the favor of Miss Xia, and is so popular that he is so popular that he can be as windy as he wants. Even the lady's personal butler can also instruct him at will?

Thinking of this, Duan Mingxin's only hopes were shattered again, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her eyes.

The Palace Master Duan hasn't seen him for many years, and he has a bit of the style of Zhenren He back then!Uncle Mo first exclaimed, then looked at Shang Chi who was standing on the side, rolled his eyes at her secretly, and said to Duan Mingxin, this is my son-in-law from Zhenbao Pavilion, Mingdu

sorry.Duan Mingxin didn't want to speak to the woman whose voice was similar to Shang Chi, but when Uncle Mo mentioned the name of Zhenbao Pavilion, she could only bear it and say to Shang Chi with patience.

Alas, Duan Gongzhu is out of sight.Shang Chi immediately curled the corner of his mouth, closed the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile. The Palace Master Duan is famous and swept away the little girl in all directions with a long sword. I had long wanted to see the Palace Master Duan's true appearance, but I didn't expect that the Palace Master Duan's fairy appearance was even more charming than the rumors..

Shame.Duan Mingxin replied lightly, with no slight fluctuation on her face, but the momentum around her was faintly resisting.

Shang Chi touched his nose awkwardly, and was at a loss for a moment. Unexpectedly, Ming Xin's attitude towards others was so cold that she couldn't know how to speak.

Since you are fine, Ming Xin will take the lead.

As soon as he finished speaking, before Shang Chi raised his hand to stop him, the ethereal white shadow flew on the second floor of the teahouse. I don’t know what Duan Mingxin said after going up, the disciples who sat down immediately stood up and followed the slender figure back until they could not see the trace.

Shang Chi lowered his eyes regretfully, and the raised arm seemed a little stiff. She didn't expect that the scene would be so helpless when she met Duan Mingxin again.

Shang Chi sighed, raised his hand and touched the warm white jade, with a hint of melancholy crossing his eyes. If it weren't for the quickest way to achieve the goal of revenge, he wouldn't have watched her leave...

Another old lover?Uncle Mo said angrily when he looked at Shang Chi's worried look and was so angry that he couldn't beat him up. This new son-in-law is good in everything, but the good relationship between women is really unpleasant.

Why, you envy it?

Shang Chi quipped and walked forward. Uncle Mo snorted coldly and raised his heels, but he found something was wrong after just a few steps. How could this be the way back to home?

Where are you going?Uncle Mo frowned slightly, and watched Shang Chi walk forward on his own, asking in confusion.

Go and have fun.Shang Chi did not answer Uncle Mo directly, but instead turned a corner and asked Uncle Mo to guess by himself.

Uncle Mo pulled an old face and stared at Shang Chi's back with a bad face. Could it be the fun he thought?

The two went further and further away, and even went outside Ningzhou City and headed towards a remote place. Uncle Mo was increasingly unable to guess Shang Chi's thoughts, so he simply ignored him and followed her around a wood and walked towards a dilapidated temple.

There was once a Dragon King Temple. Shang Chi even hid in to hide from the wind and rain when he was young, but it was a big deal at this time. When she came to the front of the temple again, the Dragon King Temple was already dilapidated. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds and barely a small path that was trampled out. The tiles on the top were broken, and even she seemed quite powerless to shelter from the wind and rain.

here?Uncle Mo looked at Shang Chi in confusion. Why did she suddenly come here?

Shang Chi smiled but said nothing, put the bone fan in his hand and handed it to Uncle Mo. Uncle Mo reached out to take the bone fan with a weird face, but saw Shang Chi pick up a pack of snacks from the food he was carrying, and then walked towards the dilapidated temple. He wrinkled his old face, like a blooming black chrysanthemum.

Where is there any fun here?

The creaking sound of broken wood sounded, and Shang Chi frowned and looked at the dirty boots under his feet, which was a little unhappy. This was done after Qian Jin picked up the brocade for a long time.

The temple was a little dim, and even a bad smell was mixed with. As soon as Shang Chi walked into the hall, he saw the little beggar running wildly on the street holding a bun. He was kneeling on the cold floor tiles, lying on an old man who had just died and sobbing quietly.

The little beggar heard the footsteps coming from behind and immediately turned around with vigilance. When he saw clearly that the person was the woman who had helped him on the street before, a hint of surprise appeared in his red eyes. There were often wandering beggars resting here, but he had never stopped wearing such luxurious clothes.

After eating.Shang Chi walked over a few steps and placed the bag of snacks in his hand next to the little beggar.

The little beggar looked at the pack of dessert and swallowed, but did not reach out to pick it up immediately. Instead, he repeatedly used his eyes to confirm whether the pack of dessert had any signs of being taken apart.

Why, are you afraid that I will poison you?Shang Chi raised the corners of his mouth interestingly, and the peach blossom eyes under the mask were smiling.

No, not afraid.After receiving the reply, the little beggar spoke directly, picked up the bag of snacks on the ground with quick hands, opened the paper bag very quickly, and twisted a fragrant pastry and squeezed it into his hand, but he refused to eat it for a long time. He looked back at the old beggar who had no breath, and couldn't help but wet his eyes, but he bit his teeth and refused to cry.

sorry.He put the snacks in the old man's arms with a hoarse voice, and his hands trembled more and more carefully tidied up the worn-out long gown for the old man.

Shang Chi stood aside and watched this scene quietly, until the little beggar knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully three times before he spoke, "Do you want to be my apprentice?"

... The little beggar thought he had heard it wrong, but when he raised his head, he saw the woman in a mask looking at him and repeatedly asked if she wanted to be my apprentice?

The silent atmosphere in the temple was everywhere, and Shang Chi was on a whim, and now he saw the little beggar not moving.

Impatiently walked out, but when she was about to leave the temple gate, the little beggar's firm voice came from behind.

Disciple Jiang Liu, pay homage to the master.

Shang Chi stopped, turned around and looked at the little beggar kneeling on the ground, and showed some praise in her eyes. She took out a golden bean from her arms and handed it to the little beggar and said, "Look for a place to give the old man a place to settle down. After you have everything done, you will come to the Zhenbao Pavilion branch to find me and report my name to ferry."

Thank you, Master.