Chapter 10: Spotting Mandarin ducks

I didn't know just now that the master was too angry or the old naughty boy's change in shape was beyond his expectations that he did not recognize anyone. Anyway, the master who always taught me to respect the teacher and respect the Tao didn't come up to greet the old naughty boy. I naturally had to hold this little handle well. But my mother Bao didn't know the reason, so she pulled me worriedly and said softly: "Kang'er, your master and the others have never smiled on her face since the day she came to the door. Didn't you cause any trouble to annoy Master Qiu and the others?" My mother Bao looked worried, and a look of fear appeared in her eyes. It must be that the scene of Master Qiu Chuji staring at him and murdered that year left a deep impression on her.

I was slightly stunned. Listening to my mother's words, Quan Mo Qizi should have arrived, but it seemed that she was in a bad mood. When I thought about it, I knew the reason why they were angry. I guess it was confirmed by them that the thing Zhao Zhijing had committed had been confirmed by them. Quan Zhen, who is well-known in the martial arts world, taught such a genius. It would be strange if Quan Zhen Qizi had a smile on his face. I patted my mother's hand and comforted her, "Mom, please relax. Master and the others were angry because of the child. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come all the way to drink the child's wedding."

"Kang'er is growing up, so naturally he won't cause trouble again. It's just that your father is suspicious all day long, turning around in front of Master Qiu every day, wanting to inquire about you." As he said that, he gently glanced at Yang Tiexin, who was standing beside him. Yang Tiexin smiled and didn't say anything, but a look of relief appeared on his face. A little moved a little in my heart, and his distantness to Yang Tiexin was also diluted a lot. He said softly: "It's the child who is unfilial, which makes his parents worry."

"With the girl Li and the girl Huang, I don't have to worry about you in the future." The girl's kiss brushed the dust on my shoulder with a loving look on her face, and then said, "Miss Li and Miss Huang are indeed your good matches. But when the newcomer enters the door, he can't let the old ones down." As he said that, he nodded to the distance.

I had long seen Rongrong and Hongxiu standing beside me. The two girls stood beside my fucking sister Mu Nianci, looking at me foolishly, but I smiled bitterly in my heart. Mochou grew up in the ancient tomb since childhood, and Huang Rong also lived alone in the island. It really made me embarrassed to explain to her the two of them the identity of the rich wife. But these can only be calculated one step at a time, and said with a forced smile: "Mom, don't worry, the child will solve this problem."

"If you can solve this, you won't be so ugly. Let my mother tell them about this matter slowly." My mother snorted gently, and then poked my forehead with her fingers: "But your romantic temperament really needs to be changed. If you get someone at home, I can't help you." It seems that my mother understands me and can solve the crisis in front of me. How dare I twist it again? Besides, the family is enough to open a table of mahjong. I don't have the courage of Tang Bohu. I also lit Qiuxiang in addition to dealing with eight cousins.

I was about to express my determination in front of my mother, but suddenly I felt someone pulling my clothes behind me. Then I remembered that I had just ignored Xiaolongnu and quickly pulled Xiaolongnu in front of me: "Dad, mother, this is Mochou's junior sister." I was about to instruct Xiaolongnu to give my mother a gift|(|, Xiaolongnu has already taken a step forward obediently, knelt down gently, and said in a slight voice: "Long'er has met uncle and aunt." Xiaolongnu's cuteness is really a killer between old and young, so how could my mother resist this? She held Xiaolongnu in her arms and loved her so much. I was secretly wondering why the little guy was so sensible today. In a blink of an eye, I saw Xiaolongnu standing aside and looking at Xiaolongnu with a smile, and already knew that she was teaching Xiaolongnu to do this.

When I briefly mentioned the identity of the old naughty boy and Yinggu, my mother's only worry disappeared. Although she was not from Jiangchao, she also understood how old the uncle of the earth master was. With the old naughty boy as the leader, no one in the Quanzhen Sect could make things difficult for me. Although Rongrong and Hongxiu could see a trace of resentment in their eyes, they were still as gentle as before, which made me feel a lot. What really made me feel a little at a loss was my god sister Mu Nianci. After several months of wealth and prosperity, she could no longer see a trace of dust on her face. With a plain white dress, it was even more charming. But Mu Nianci looked at me in a very wrong way. This resentful look made my back feel a little cold. I was a little puzzled. I seemed to have never provoked this woman, so why did she look at me with this look?

He brought the old naughty boy to Quanzhen Qizi's room. Before I could knock on the door, the old naughty boy kicked open the door and shouted: "Qiu Chuji, you, a calf, have such a big nose. When you see the old naughty boy, you don't even say hello, and turn your head and leave."

The seven people in the room saw the old naughty boy's outfit, and they all opened their mouths and couldn't speak for a moment. I walked in with a smile, bowed deeply to Qizi, and said loudly: "Yang Kang has seen the master and all the uncles." After I interrupted this, Qizi woke up as if he was dreaming, and came up to greet the old naughty boy. The old naughty boy sat on a chair with his head shaking his head, crossed his legs, and said with a smile: "You seven bulls, come to drink my brother..."

Hearing this, I quickly coughed loudly. The old naughty boy understood and then changed his mouth and said, "Well, come to drink Xiao Yang's wedding banquet, why did you look like you are so bad-headed and black-faced to collect debts? When my senior brother returned to Xi, you have this kind of virtue. Do you think the old naughty boy will go to see the King of Hell in the next two days?"

The old naughty boy was talking nonsense. Ma Yu stepped forward and was about to speak when he heard Wang Chuyi shout: "Wang Chuyi's disciples are incompetent and have fallen into the master's reputation. I will go to see the master to apologize." As he said that, the sword was unsheathed, and he waved his left palm, pushed everyone away, and wiped his right sword towards his neck.

Wang Chuyi's martial arts are second only to Qiu Chuji among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen. Now he suddenly wants to break it by himself. Liu Chuxuan and Hao Datong, who were standing beside him, were caught off guard and pushed out instead. Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji were far away and there was no time to take action. Seeing that Wang Chuyi's long sword was about to pass through his neck, everyone could only exclaim, turned their heads and couldn't bear to look again.

The old naughty boy was sitting opposite Wang Chuyi. Seeing this scene, he suddenly stood up, his arms grew longer, and he unexpectedly grabbed Wang Chuyi's long sword with the means of the Nine Yin Divine Claws. He slapped Wang Chuyi to the ground with a backhand, jumped and scolded: "Okay, Wang Chuyi, the old naughty boy scolded you two times, you just want to wipe your neck. You want to die outside to die, so as not to delay Xiao Yang's marriage." This sentence really made me feel sad. If Wang Chuyi really died here, I would probably have to wait until my son could call him dad, and I would marry Huang Rong.

Qiu Chuji helped his junior brother up angrily, and reached out to slap Wang Chu one by one again. However, when he saw Wang Chu's tears, he couldn't continue the slap. He just said angrily: "Junior Brother Wang, although you can't escape the blame for this matter, you will not die. Besides, you have cleared the door with your own hands, which can be considered as an explanation for our Quanzhen Sect. Instead of seeking death, you might as well accompany my senior brother to kill a few martial arts scum in the world and revitalize our Quanzhen Sect's reputation, so that you can deserve the teachings of your master."

Liu Chuxuan and others on the side also came up to persuade him, but Ma Yu walked up to the old naughty boy, shook his head and sighed, "Uncle Master Wang, Junior Brother Wang is so out of control, Zhao Zhijing was angry with his evil disciple Zhao Zhijing." Then he went down the mountain privately and told the old naughty boy about collecting flowers in Lin'an. Wang Chuyi and the Taoist priests in Shangqing Temple had a misunderstanding, and Ma Yu did not hide it, and said it all in detail. Finally, Ma Yu said, "Although Junior Brother Wang has cleared the door, the reputation of Quanzhen Sect is probably..." Speaking of this, Ma Yu turned around and looked at his junior brother who was ashamed, and sighed, "After Kang'er's marriage, the seven of us will go to Shangqing Temple to compensate Master Jingxuan well, but I don't know that the injured Taoist priests are injured."

After hearing what Master Ma Yu said, why did I feel that Wang Chu had a slight neck because he couldn't hold his head down and apologize to others? He first despised Wang Chu in his heart, and then interrupted: "Prince, please relax. I happened to stay in Shangqing Temple that day. The injured Taoist priests had used my father-in-law's spiritual medicine, and it was no big deal. After listening to my explanation, the chairman of Jingxuan also felt that this matter was a misunderstanding and he would not pursue it again."

Ma Yu breathed a long sigh when he heard this. He was worried that someone would not be cured by Shangqing Temple, and there would be no room for reversal. Now that he heard the news, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. The old naughty boy stroked his beard with his hands and said slowly: "Even if the miscellaneous old Taoists in Shangqing Temple are not dead, we will come to apologize. You will help Xiao Yang marry his wife home first, and then Wang Chuyi, you can go to Shangqing Temple to apologize. You have to live to death for such a small matter. I really don't know how my senior brother taught you." As he said that, he shook his sleeves and walked out.

Quanzhen Qizi looked at each other, really disbelief. The one who taught them a lesson just now was the old master. If it weren't for the old master's appearance, they would have really suspected that the old master in front of them was fake. Seeing the master's expression and they knew what they were thinking, and they immediately told the story of the old master and Yinggu's reunion. The master nodded and said, "It seems that the uncle's temperament has become much more stable after he got married. This is really a blessing for our Quanzhen Sect." Looking at the other six sons nodding and saying yes, I curled my lips secretly. As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. The old man was rarely serious just now. That's because the old guy was embarrassed to tell in front of Quanzhen Qizi that he had a wife and pretended to be serious. It was just that I wanted me to explain it to him. So before leaving, he even winked at me. These were just Qizi and the others didn't see them.

I was whispering the old naughty boy there, but the master suddenly changed his mind and said to me: "Kang'er, marrying a wife requires a virtuous person. Your uncle is the best example. According to the master, the two women Huang and Li are not your good match. You should be careful when getting married." Without waiting for me to refute, the master stroked his beard and turned to Ma Yu and said, "Senior brother, I see that Brother Yang's adopted daughter is virtuous and worthy of Kang'er. How about we just decide for them?"
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