Chapter 66
Hearing Meng Wanqiu's words, Meng Mingxia instantly flicked her forehead and said unhappily, "You little bastard, you didn't even bother to inform me when something this serious happened."
Whether it was July 15 or in town, there were places to call, and he told them his contact number. These two people were deliberately hiding it from him.
Meng Wanqiu didn't dare to hide. She tried to grab Meng Mingxia's arm, begging for mercy, but he dodged her. She mumbled, "Oh, isn't this too tight? There's no time."
Pei Xingzhi pulled Meng Wanqiu towards him without leaving any trace. "Brother, don't hit her. This is my fault. I didn't think things through."
Meng Mingxia took a step back and raised an eyebrow at the couple, who were holding hands and standing very close to each other.
Pei Xingzhi leaned back, with Meng Wanqiu standing a little in front of him. He was tall and broad-shouldered, and standing behind the slender and beautiful Meng Wanqiu, he was like a small mountain, protecting her calmly and firmly.
Meng Mingxia felt sad for a moment. Well, he wouldn't say anything more. After all, he became the bad guy.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Remember to tell me if anything happens next time so that others won't worry." Meng Mingxia said.
Meng Wanqiu nodded obediently. Pei Xingzhi responded to Meng Mingxia verbally, but his deep phoenix eyes looked at Meng Wanqiu with determination. There would not be a next time, and he would protect her.
He promised.
"By the way, Xiaowan, did you know that the old Taoist priest is here?" Meng Mingxia turned his head and asked Meng Wanqiu. He admired this Taoist priest so much. The skills he showed in Song Zhen's office today almost made his jaw drop.
Fortune telling, just by taking a look at Political Commissar Zuo, he knew everything about his life clearly.
"Old Taoist priest? What old Taoist priest?" Meng Wanqiu was full of questions, and then she felt Pei Xingzhi pinching her hand.
"It's the old Taoist priest who my grandma took you to see the doctor. He came to my house and said that he predicted that you would be in trouble, so he came here specially to help you explain." When talking about the old Taoist priest, Meng Mingxia's eyes lit up and he exuded admiration and respect.
Meng Wanqiu's eyes widened as she dug out the past scene from her hazy memory. Her voice suddenly rose, "That old Taoist priest!"
As soon as Meng Wanqiu finished speaking, she keenly sensed something coming towards her. She moved her feet and dodged it, followed by the second attack.
Unexpectedly, she dodged the second time but failed the third time.
A small melon seed hit Meng Wanqiu's forehead accurately, leaving a red mark.
"Wanwan——"
"Stinky girl, is that how you address your master?"
Pei Xingzhi's cold voice and an old voice sounded together.
Meng Wanqiu covered her forehead and looked over in disbelief, only to see Song Zhen, Leng Han and a man standing in the corridor diagonally opposite. They were wearing gray Taoist robes, with their hair tied in a bun, a long beard, gray eyebrows, and wrinkled eyes staring at Meng Wanqiu, and the breath from their noses blew up their goatees.
For a moment, the memory of this person that had been vaguely forgotten in a corner of my brain became clear again.
Meng Wanqiu was stunned. This old man was still so shameless. He didn't get angry even when she was beaten, but he still had the nerve to get angry.
"Master? I don't remember ever having a master.
Before Meng Wanqiu could finish her words, Pei Xingzhi held her down. Meng Wanqiu then realized that Leng Han was still there.
If she said that she was not familiar with the old man, wouldn't it contradict what she said before?
However, Meng Wanqiu raised the corner of her mouth. Who cares? This master who appeared out of nowhere came at the perfect time. Let's see how that Leng guy can monitor her.
Due to time and location reasons, Meng Wanqiu, Pei Xingzhi and others did not stay in the 715 Institute. Although Leng Han seemed to have something to say, Meng Wanqiu would not care about him and let him send them away.
Those who left with them included Meng Mingxia and the old Taoist priest.
Song Zhen still had things to deal with and did not leave with them. Pei Xingzhi guessed that it might be because of the sudden appearance of the old Taoist priest.
Before, when Meng Mingxia talked to them about this Taoist priest, the word "calculate" appeared repeatedly in his mouth. After knowing Meng Wanqiu's experience, Pei Xingzhi had already believed these things without a doubt.
Besides, the timing of this old Taoist's appearance was a bit too coincidental.
When the car arrived at Xinghua Lane, it was already dark. The lights in the houses were on, making the sky above look gray.
When they returned home, Meng Wanqiu said to Pei Xingzhi, "Go cook first and clean up the guest room. My second brother and his master are staying here today."
When Meng Wanqiu said the word "Master", he looked at the old Taoist priest meaningfully.
Pei Xingzhi smiled and nodded, understanding that Meng Wanqiu wanted to talk to him alone. "Okay, second brother, come over and make me a pot of tea."
"Okay." Meng Mingxia followed Pei Xingzhi out, not forgetting to remind Meng Wanqiu, "Be careful with your words, respect the old Taoist priest, and don't make trouble."
Meng Mingxia didn't think too much about the twists and turns. He just knew that the old Taoist priest made a special trip for Meng Wanqiu and solved the problem for his sister, so he was grateful to him.
Although the problem can be solved without the other party, it will not be solved so perfectly with the old Taoist priest.
Thinking of the look Uncle Song gave him before he left, Meng Mingxia knew that there must be something else going on.
But in addition to this reason, Meng Mingxia also respected the other party as a veteran who had won meritorious service. Looking at the bag of military medals on the old Taoist priest's bag, he knew that the other party was a senior worthy of respect from all of them.
Meng Wanqiu nodded obediently, "I understand, second brother."
Seeing Meng Wanqiu's good girl look, the old Taoist priest laughed without giving her any face. She is really good at pretending.
This little girl, from the first time he saw her, he knew that this girl could never be so gentle.
Meng Wanqiu's mouth twitched. This old man is still so rude.
She still remembered that when Grandma Meng brought her to find this old man, the two of them stayed with him for several months, and the old man tormented her for a long time.
The old man took advantage of her slow reaction and deliberately ordered her around. Seeing that she didn't react, he deliberately put the food far away. Meng Wanqiu couldn't stand being hungry to begin with, and after being tricked by the old man several times, she had no choice but to listen to him and slowly follow his instructions.
She went to feed the geese, but was chased and bitten by them instead. Damn it, she was too slow to run away, so she could only squat and hold her head.
The most hateful thing was that the stinky old man was laughing beside her, completely ignoring the fact that she was only four or five years old and had an illness.
The room to the left of the main house was converted into a study by Pei Xingzhi, where Meng Wanqiu and the old Taoist priest talked.
The old Taoist priest was quite familiar with the situation. There was a large desk in the room, which Pei Xingzhi had specially commissioned a carpenter to build. The old Taoist priest sat on the chair behind the desk, which was padded with a soft cushion that Meng Wanqiu had made herself.
"I say, where on earth did you come from?"
Seeing the old Taoist priest taking out her snacks from the cabinet below, Meng Wanqiu's mouth twitched and she asked directly.
"You little bitch, you're so rude. Speak nicely."
The old Taoist priest stuffed the preserved fruit into his mouth, and the next second his face instantly twisted into a ball, like a withered old chrysanthemum. Finally, he frowned and swallowed it.
Meng Wanqiu couldn't help laughing. This was because after she became pregnant, her taste changed and she always wanted to eat sour food. Aunt Feng from next door specially sent her some sour plums.
The level of acidity is not something that ordinary people can withstand.
"Hurry up and pour me a glass of water. My old teeth are about to fall out due to the sour taste." The old Taoist blew his beard and glared angrily.
This unfilial disciple only knows how to make fun of his master. He is exactly the same as the previous ones and has no conscience.
Meng Wanqiu sat down on a cushioned chair, hugged her belly and said lazily, "You really are such a fool! I'm pregnant, and you're telling a pregnant woman to pour you some water. You're such a fool!"
“Respect the elderly.”
"Love the young."
“Respect the elders first.”
"Everyone is equal, old man!"
The old man and the child were like little kids, quarreling with each other childishly.
Even the noise of Pei Xingzhi knocking on the door and coming in didn't disturb them at all. They completely ignored him and their voices grew louder and louder.
Pei Xingzhi was listening nearby. After he understood the reason for the quarrel between the elder and the younger, he felt both amused and helpless as he poured the old Taoist a cup of tea.
"Master, please, this isn't some fancy tea, but it's made by Xiao Wan herself. Just now she specifically told me that you like tea, so she asked me to brew her tea for you."
The old Taoist priest glanced at Meng Wanqiu suspiciously. This girl actually had such thoughts in her mind.
Meng Wanqiu snorted lightly and turned her head away proudly, not looking at the stinky old man.
She learned the skill of making tea when she was tormented by the stinky old man. The old man was not picky about food and drink, but he preferred to drink tea, and he preferred to drink good tea.
For a moment, the atmosphere became quiet, and the old Taoist priest and Meng Wanqiu were a little uncomfortable.
Pei Xingzhi smiled, put down the teapot and went out.
The old Taoist coughed twice, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.
Hey, the old Taoist's eyes lit up.
He took another sip, and a smile spread across his lips. He rarely praised Meng Wanqiu, "Not bad, girl. You've remembered my craftsmanship at such a young age. This tea is good."
Meng Wanqiu straightened her chest and raised her head, saying cheerfully, "Of course."
The atmosphere calmed down, and Meng Wanqiu asked the old Taoist priest again, "Now that you've had your apprenticeship tea, isn't it time for you to tell me your origins? For example, who are you? How did you figure out my affairs? What did you deal with Leng Han's people?"
Meng Wanqiu asked several questions in a row. The old Taoist priest was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted. He pointed at the teacup in his hand and said, "This is the apprenticeship tea. You are dreaming."
Meng Wanqiu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why not? Are you asking a pregnant woman like me to kneel down three times and kowtow to you? Master, your disciple is watching over you from your belly."
In fact, Meng Wanqiu didn't object to this sudden appearance of the master. On the contrary, the other party's appearance helped her a lot, so she certainly had no reason to refuse.
Moreover, she secretly saw the pile of military medals in the old Taoist priest's bag. She had seen this thing since she was a child. It belonged to Meng Aiguo. He often took it out to wipe it and treasured it very much.
Their children have known the origin and meaning of this thing since they were young.
This old Taoist priest has won so many honors, which shows that he is a very capable person. Meng Wanqiu is not a fool and of course she will not refuse him because he has a new backer.
How shameless! The old Taoist raised the veins on his forehead and then laughed again.
But, I really want to do it with you, bah, with me.
"Alright, alright, for the sake of my disciple, I'll let you fool me this once."
Meng Wanqiu smiled sweetly, moved her chair and sat in front of the old Taoist priest, then took out some peach cakes from the cabinet on the other side. "Here, Master, there are some snacks here. Please take your time."
The old Taoist priest was not polite either, taking a sip of peach cake and a sip of tea. "Well, let me answer your first question first. My name is Buxuzi. I don't know where you have three other brothers. Well, we will meet again if we are destined to."
"As for the second question? That's my master's ability, my deduction. As for this, you don't need to delve into it, and I won't teach you that. Don't worry, I made a special trip just for you, so I certainly won't harm you."
Meng Wanqiu's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but clench the corner of her clothes. This master was indeed a good judge of character.
Don't want to teach? We'll talk about it when the time comes. If you want to learn, there will always be a chance.
"The third question is about the deal with that side. Well, it actually has nothing to do with me, but it has everything to do with you."
Meng Wanqiu sat up straight instantly and glared at Buxuzi, "Why is it related to me? Did you sell me out?"
Buxuzi glanced at Meng Wanqiu indifferently. "Who told you to be so careless? The military district's forces are easy for you to provoke. Your escape this time was not only due to me, but also largely due to your father and brother. As a military family member, they won't do anything to you until they find solid evidence. But with the abilities you've revealed, if you still expect to live a comfortable life in the future, you're dreaming."
Meng Wanqiu's face darkened. If Baby Face was not a soldier, she would never let him go so easily knowing that letting him go would cause her so much trouble.
Buxuzi smacked Meng Wanqiu's head on the red mark left by the melon seeds and warned her, "Don't think I don't know what you were thinking. It's a good thing you didn't do it, otherwise I wouldn't have you as my disciple. Forget those evil ways of yours."
Meng Wanqiu immediately suppressed the emotions on her face, her heart trembled, and the fierce aura that had emanated from her body disappeared.
Buxuzi frowned and warned Meng Wanqiu again, "Don't take my words to heart. You know your true identity very well, and I know it too. This life is your destiny. If you do evil, retribution will eventually fall upon you. It's just a matter of time."
Hearing the words "this life" from Buxuzi's mouth, Meng Wanqiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and a wave of shock rose in her heart. She stammered, "You, how do you know?"
Before he could finish, Buxuzi put his hand to his mouth and said, "Some things cannot be said openly, and secrets cannot be revealed. This matter must never be known to a fourth person."
Meng Wanqiu nodded blankly. Buxuzi's words had a huge impact on her. When she heard the word "retribution", the dark thoughts in her heart instantly disappeared.
Regardless of whether Buxuzi's words were true or false, Meng Wanqiu couldn't afford to gamble. She cared about too many people in this life, including her family, lover, and the child in her belly. She couldn't bear the power of the word "retribution".
"Don't worry, Master. I promise I will never do anything to ruin myself."
Meng Wanqiu lowered her head, put her hands tightly together, and made a sincere and righteous promise.
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