Chapter 388: It’s a pity that I can’t help



Chapter 388: It’s a pity that I can’t help

"You are indeed a talented child, better than my disappointing disciples." The talent currently displayed by this child is already on par with that of his senior brother.

Hearing Jiang Li's praise, Dai Qing smiled modestly, "Master Jiang, I don't know how to thank you for teaching me our martial arts."

Many martial arts schools have rules and regulations that are passed on to internal members only and not to outsiders.

"No need to thank each other, it's fate that we meet. I've been traveling around the world for many years, and there aren't many people I like, and you're one of them."

The old man looked at her with a slightly impolite tone, then returned to the corridor with his hands behind his back, sat in a chair, picked up the tea to moisten his throat, and then stared at the sky in a daze.

Dai Qing washed her face, walked over with a palm-leaf fan, sat down opposite him, stared at the sky for a moment, then turned to look at the old man.

"Since Master Jiang still wants to find your senior brother, I wonder if I can help? If you don't mind, you can tell me about your senior brother's appearance and character. My friends and I will keep an eye out for you. There is strength in numbers."

Hearing Dai Qing's reminder, Jiang Li turned his head, looked at her, and was silent for a moment.

"My senior brother was a young man of outstanding talent back then. It's not an exaggeration to say that he was a rare talent... Now, after so many years, a lot has changed. He must have changed a lot. Even I can't imagine what his life was like in his later years."

Having experienced the twists and turns of life and death, and having not seen each other for more than fifty years, he was unable to describe it, only relying on the initial impression in his heart, plus a sense of power.

"My senior brother is not a direct disciple of the Jiang Sect. He is a disciple my father took in from outside. In fact, he is a poor child we picked up and gave him the surname Jiang, but my senior brother has his own surname."

He has not heard from his senior brother in these years, maybe he has abandoned the surname Jiang.

It was also his fault that he was too willful in the past and didn't care about his senior brother's situation, which led to him knowing nothing about other people except his senior brother.

Hearing this, Dai Qing was stunned and looked at Jiang Li in surprise. She finally understood. No wonder she had gained nothing in these years. If the other party directly changed his surname, it would indeed be the best way to hide.

In this case, she really can't help.

"It's okay. I've gotten used to it over the years."

Jiang Li stopped talking and simply closed his eyes and dozed off.

Dai Qing saw that it was almost time, so she got up to prepare lunch. For lunch, she would have fried noodles with soybean paste, which was simple and easy.

In the evening, when He Ning and Cai Kuan came back, they gathered together for another sumptuous meal. Dai Qing specially made a beef stew in sour soup, which was very appetizing. He Ning soaked the last bit of the soup with rice and said it was very satisfying.

The next morning, Jiang Li packed his bags, returned to his own yard, made some arrangements, and prepared to leave.

He refused to allow anyone to see him off, so Dai Qing and the others had no choice but to send him to the gate. They watched the old man disappear at the entrance of the alley before turning back.

"You know what, after spending some time with Master Jiang, I really don't want to leave him."

Although the old man doesn't talk much, he makes people feel comfortable around him. Being with him really feels like a friendship regardless of age.

Cai Kuan patted his shoulder and smiled gently, "Don't be sentimental. Master Jiang has already bought the yard. We will meet again sooner or later."

They are neighbors now, it's only a matter of time before they meet each other, so why make the atmosphere so depressing?

He Ning was stunned when Cai Kuan reminded him, and then he slapped his forehead hard.

"Yeah, how could I forget, hehe..."

Dai Qing looked at how good the two brothers were getting along, and twitched her lips speechlessly. After the two of them met, it was as if they had touched a friendship switch, and they were almost as close as becoming one.

Ever since they bought the house, the two of them have been going in and out together, like a shadow.

With nothing to do, Dai Qing took her pony and went directly to Triangle Park. Just after she sat down for a while, an old lady came over.

"Hey, is the little master the only one here today?"

"Yes, Master Jiang has been away for some reason recently, so I am the only one here for now."

"That's fine. We've all seen the little master's abilities. It doesn't matter who sees it."

Having said that, the mother sat down directly opposite with a distressed look on her face.

"Little Master, please help me. I have been feeling unhappy lately."

Listening to the aunt's tone, Dai Qing looked at her face. Her overall complexion was a little dull, but the golden box was bright and moist. The golden box was shining, and even if she had some troubles, they would turn into good fortune.

The Golden Chamber is on both sides of the nose, called Lantai and Tingwei respectively.

"Don't worry, Auntie. You have a face that can turn bad luck into good luck. The recent bad luck will be short-lived and will not affect your family. It won't be long before your family will have happy events."

"Really?"

When the old lady heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up and she grabbed Dai Qing's hand directly. She was extremely excited.

"Master, we have been in a lot of trouble recently, especially my son's unit. I heard that there will be some job adjustments, which is a big deal. It involves the type of work, which is linked to wages. Before the results come out, our family is worried, as if there is a stone hanging on our heads, and we are worried that it will fall down at any time."

"Don't worry, Mom, your family has only had good things happen to them recently."

Her son's income directly determines their family's fortune, which is indeed easy to cause panic. Fortunately, the eldest mother's son will not be transferred to a bad position, but will be promoted slightly.

"That's really a blessing from you, little master. If there's a happy event in my family, I'll definitely come back to thank you."

As she said this, the mother took out five dollars from her pocket, put it in the box, and left with satisfaction.

Looking at the five dollars in the box, Dai Qing curled her lips. Not bad, a good start.

After a while, another middle-aged man sat opposite him, "Little Master, help me take a look."

Dai Qing looked at his face and couldn't help but frowning. His breath was as fierce as smoke and dust, and the day of disaster was approaching.

A person's complexion should be bright, not dark. If it is like smoke and dust covering the face, dark and cloudy, there will be disaster.

Moreover, there was a tendency for black energy on the uncle's face to spread from his ears to his fish tail. People like this would easily encounter floods whenever they go out and need to cross a river.

"The uncle doesn't look very well, and his face looks a little gloomy. He should be careful when traveling in the near future, especially avoid crossing rivers or streams, as he may be in danger."

Hearing Dai Qing's reminder, the middle-aged uncle was stunned, then shook his head, "I have indeed been having some troubles recently, but what you said is too mysterious. Besides, I don't travel far from the capital, so how can I cross the river?"

Sure enough, the kid was unreliable. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he wanted to cheat him.

Hearing the uncle's doubtful tone, Dai Qing smiled and said, "Uncle, if you don't believe me, you don't have to pay me for the time being. If I survive and come back, I'll pay you back."

Seeing Dai Qing's determined tone, the middle-aged man looked at her suspiciously for a moment, and finally left without paying.


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