Chapter 123 is actually like this?
The two half-grown boys were no match for Bai Ziyue and Ling Feng, who were experienced warriors. They were subdued without much struggle.
Chen Xing was shocked and angry, and tried to argue: "Who are you? What are you trying to do in broad daylight? Let us go!"
Bai Ziyue and Ling Feng were also bad. They directly stripped off Chen Xing and Shi Lei's pants, rolled up one leg of the pants and stuffed it into their mouths, tied their hands and feet together with the other leg of the pants, and stuffed them into the trunk.
The world suddenly became quiet.
According to their logic, since Brother Duan said "catch", these two must be tough guys. The reason why they didn't directly cut their jaws off was because they were weak and there was no need to do so.
Chen Xing was so angry that tears were about to come out. What made him even more furious was that Shi Lei could not speak in the first place, and now he couldn't even make an "ah ah" sound. He could only stare anxiously with his eyes as big as copper bells and could only make gasping sounds.
He roared madly in his heart: You guys are fucking sick! You even don’t let the mute go!
"Brother, we've caught the people." Bai Ziyue put the two of them in front of Duan Anluo like little chickens.
Duan Anluo turned around and saw the miserable state of the two teenagers. He was stunned for a moment: "...What happened?"
Bai Ziyue had a look on his face that said, "Praise my cleverness!" He said, "I was afraid they would yell on the road and cause trouble, so I just bet on my mouth."
Duan Anluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let him go!"
He added helplessly, "This might be my future apprentice."
Bai Ziyue and Ling Feng were both stunned: "Huh?"
The half of his pants was removed from his mouth. Chen Xing rubbed his aching jaw while looking up angrily. But when his eyes met Duan Anluo's face, he was struck by lightning. His pupils suddenly shrank and he screamed subconsciously: "Duan Anluo?! You...how come you are here?! Are you a human or a ghost?!"
Duan Anluo's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of inquiry: "Oh? You know me?"
Chen Xing suddenly covered his mouth, his eyes flickering, realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag. He closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking.
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at this seemingly ordinary boy. This guy seemed to know a lot.
Chen Xing was also looking at Duan Anluo quickly.
This face was so beautiful and recognizable that he couldn't mistake it.
But... the aura is totally wrong!
The Duan Anluo in the dream was gloomy and full of resentment.
The person in front of him had a pure and peaceful aura, a comfortable natural force, and an indescribable sense of sacredness.
Especially the magnificent golden light of merit, which almost blinded his eyes!
He couldn't help but ask anxiously in his heart: "Old man, what's going on? Why is he like this?"
An old voice within him spoke with unprecedented solemnity: "The power of Heaven! This is the aura favored by Heaven! It is unfathomable, cannot be peeped into, and certainly not offended!"
Chen Xing suddenly looked at Si Cang beside Duan Anluo again, and this sight made him even more frightened.
This man with the highest combat power is now full of luck and strong aura. How could he show any signs of being corrupted or tortured?
According to the dream's developments, Si Cang must have been tormented by Duan Anluo's "ghost" by this time, unable to sleep at night. He had been lonely and miserable as a child, and the torture had left him distrustful and filled with murderous intent. He had always had trouble sleeping, and after being haunted by the ghost, his health deteriorated, leading to the catastrophe three years later, when his fighting power plummeted, leading to his death.
After his death, all the members of the God-killing Team lost their greatest support and spiritual pillar, and died one after another in subsequent battles.
"You...what's wrong with you?" The huge impact of the information made Chen Xing's mind confused, and he muttered almost unconsciously.
Duan Anluo said calmly, "You, what's going on? Tell the truth."
Seeing that Chen Xing still kept his mouth shut, he smiled softly, "You won't tell me? You asked me if I was a human or a ghost right after you arrived, and you seemed very shocked by our current state. Do you want to tell me yourself, or do you want me to extract your soul and slowly investigate?"
He paused, looking at the jade token hidden around Chen Xing's neck, "Old sir, what do you think?"
These words made Chen Xing and the old man hiding inside shrink their pupils.
Si Cang looked over lazily at this time, his eyes fell on Chen Xing's neck. He didn't say anything, but just this one look made Chen Xing tense.
The old man hidden in Chen Xing's jade token urgently transmitted a message: "Tell the truth! Boy, you can't hide it from him! This person is no ordinary creature. He is connected to the destiny of heaven. Don't invite disaster!"
Chen Xing's expression changed several times. Finally, like a deflated ball, he dejectedly performed a standard Taoist salute and spoke in a dry voice, "I... I had a very long, very real dream."
He took a deep breath, himself finding it incredible. "In that dream, you... Duan Anluo, were murdered and then turned into a fierce ghost specifically designed to harm Mr. Si. You were persecuted, your entire family was killed, and you did a lot of evil things... We, we were acting on behalf of heaven, so we finally caught you, but we couldn't kill you, so we had to find a way to seal you away. But for some reason, your soul eventually flew away."
He paused, a look of fear on his face. "Just then, a madman suddenly appeared. He was incredibly powerful and said he wanted to avenge you. He killed me and my friends... all of us."
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes, and it matched his memory when he just woke up.
The person who killed them should be Xiang Wenshu.
When Duan Anluo thought of this person, he thought of Zhu Chuan, and his heart began to feel stuffy again.
Si Cang stretched out his hand, placed his palm on the back of Duan Anluo's hand, and gently pinched his fingertips, silently comforting him.
Duan Anluo gave him a look and said it was okay.
Chen Xing was shocked by the tacit, calm, and warm interaction between the two. This kind of relationship?!
Duan Anluo urged: "Keep talking."
Chen Xing: "He also raised countless monsters in the mountains, and finally released them all, causing great suffering to all living things... When I had that dream, my leg was injured and I couldn't move. I woke up in despair."
"Want to change the future after waking up?"
"Yes, after I woke up, I kept thinking about how to change the fate of all of us. Finally, I thought that maybe I could start by saving you."
"As long as you weren't buried alive, didn't sign that evil contract, didn't become a ghost that tortured Mr. Si to death, and Mr. Si, the top fighter, was still alive, and the members of the God Slayer Squad didn't die one after another, wouldn't that... change the outcome?"
"If we don't kill you, will that madman not come to kill us?"
Chen Xing looked at Duan Anluo with a complicated expression: "Whether it's for our own survival or for the sake of the people of the world, Mr. Si Cang and the God Killing Squad must survive."
Bai Ziyue and Ling Feng looked at each other. Are they all so miserable?
"I calculated the time you would be killed, and half a month in advance, I sent an anonymous message to Xuanmen, asking him to rescue you. We were originally going to the imperial capital to find a chance to approach you, but when we realized something was wrong here, we rushed over, but we didn't expect... Shan was gone."
He finished speaking in one breath, his face filled with bewilderment and confusion. "But now, what is going on? Nothing makes sense! Such a real dream, is it really just a dream?"
A flash of understanding flashed in Duan Anluo's eyes: "The person who sent the message to Jiang Yuan was you."
Chen Xing nodded listlessly: "Yeah, my leg was broken at the time, so I couldn't go by myself."
"It turns out to be like this..." Duan Anluo muttered to himself. This wonderful cause and effect made him feel a little surprised.
Then, he changed the subject, a warm smile on his face, looking at Chen Xing and Shi Lei, who had been nervously protecting Chen Xing, and said, "So, you two, do you want to be my apprentices?"
"Huh?" Chen Xing was stunned by this abrupt turn of events. Wasn't the topic changing too quickly?!
Duan Anluo pointed at him and said admiringly, "Your talent in divination and predicting celestial phenomena is quite good."
He pointed at Shi Lei again and said, "He has a simple mind, values friendship and loyalty, and is a good candidate."
Chen Xing: “…” He couldn’t keep up with this development.
Duan Anluo hooked his finger at Shi Lei, but Shi Lei looked at him nervously without moving.
Chen Xing touched his brother with his arm. Duan Anluo was a man of pure virtue and would not do anything to harm Shi Lei.
Shi Lei then walked over, and when he moved, he felt a chill on his legs. He lowered his head and his face turned red.
Fortunately, the two men left him his underpants.
Duan Anluo checked Shi Lei's throat and asked, "Hasn't he been mute since childhood?"
Shi Lei shook his head and gestured.
Chen Xing quickly explained, "He used to be able to speak. When we were little, we were a little naughty and got into a conflict with a slovenly old lady. Shi Lei scolded her, and after that, Shi Lei had a high fever, and after he recovered, he couldn't speak anymore."
Thinking of this, Chen Xing's face turned cold. He had tried every possible way over the years, but couldn't find a way to make Shi Lei speak. There was no news from the old lady, and in his dream, the old lady had died early, so there was no way to solve the problem.
Duan Anluo sneered, "She's going to make her child mute for life just because he was scolded. This old lady is a bit too vicious. She was wrong in the first place. Are you going to stop her?"
Chen Xing's eyes lit up. Duan Anluo actually knew this. Could it be that he could cure Shi Lei's throat?
"Sir, you're right," Chen Xing's attitude changed subtly. "That old woman took some bread and distributed it to the children at the entrance of our village. She looked dirty, and her eyes were fixed on the children. Who knows if her bread was clean? Shi Lei has a bad temper, so he tried to stop her and had a quarrel with her."
Duan Anluo nodded and said, "It's easy to treat. Go back and buy two medicines and I'll treat you."
Shi Lei looked at Chen Xing excitedly. He didn't expect that after searching everywhere for a solution, he would unexpectedly meet such a great person!
After Chen Xing's joy faded, he asked cautiously, "Then, what price should we pay? Just tell us, and we'll do our best."
Duan Anluo smiled. This clever little man who changed his attitude according to the situation even changed his address. He was also very cautious and did not let the surprise get to his head. He was smooth but very principled. Since he was the child of destiny, his values must be correct.
The more Duan Anluo looked at her, the more he liked her. What a good little nanny she was. When he went out to play, where could he find such a reliable senior brother for his apprentices?
He took out his phone and flipped through a few photos to show him: "Look, this is my godson, this is my fifth apprentice, this is my sixth apprentice, and this is my tenth brother... If you want to come, you have to be the seventh brother, and he is the eighth brother. The eldest, second, and third brothers are all dead, and the fourth brother's position is vacant. It depends on your personal abilities. Whoever is the best will be the boss."
Chen Xing took a closer look and almost jumped up!
Aren't those guys with bright smiles in the photo the brothers in his dream who later fought against the disaster together but eventually died one after another?!
They... one of them became Duan Anluo's godson, and the other three became Duan Anluo's apprentices? !
It seems like everyone is living a good life, much better than in my dreams!
In the dream, they all had miserable childhoods and personality defects when they grew up, but now their dressing, appearance, and spirit are so amazing!
So out of their group, he and Shi Lei are the only ones still "wandering"?
An incredible thought flashed through Chen Xing's mind. He suddenly looked up and stared at Duan Anluo, his voice trembling: "You... have you been reborn?"
Duan Anluo raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Do you think I look like him?"
Chen Xing carefully observed his bright and relaxed features, and the pure and peaceful aura surrounding him, and shook his head decisively: "Not like that."
In the dream, Duan Anluo's eyes were gloomy and cold until his soul was gone. It was impossible for him to have such a side to him.
"That dream of yours was a sign from Heaven, indicating a deep connection between you, me, Si Cang, and the world." Duan Anluo offered a subtle explanation, then extended an olive branch. "So, would you consider it?"
Chen Xing looked at Duan Anluo, then secretly glanced at Si Cang, who had been silent as a mountain and had a strong aura, and his heart was pounding.
He took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of resolution. He pointed at Si Cang and spoke with the excitement of a fan meeting his idol: "I... I don't want to worship you! I want to worship him!"
This is a living legend, Si Cang, the ceiling of combat power!
Si Cang, who had been watching coldly, finally reacted. He glanced at the two teenagers indifferently and spat out two words: "No."
The rejection was decisive and merciless, and the disgust in his eyes almost solidified into reality: troublesome, weak, and noisy.
Chen Xing and Shi Lei instantly wilted like popped balloons. Being rejected by their idol was more painful than having their pants taken off.
Duan Anluo was amused by the scene. He put his hand on Si Cang's uninjured shoulder and introduced him to the two teenagers, "Don't be discouraged. This is your master's wife. She may look cold but she's soft-hearted. You'll get used to her in the future."
Chen Xing instantly understood. Sure enough! This relationship was exactly the same as the underlying setting he knew in his "dream," but the direction of its development was completely different!
Duan Anluo made the final decision: "Alright, since the opportunity has come to us, just stay with me for now. We'll play for two days and then return to the capital."
Si Cang's physique was unusual, and his injuries healed extremely quickly, but Duan Anluo still couldn't bear to let him lift anything heavy. Bai Ziyue and Ling Feng were friends, not followers, after all, so Duan Anluo couldn't keep ordering them around.
Therefore, the only ready-made "labor force" who can carry bags and run errands are the two new teenagers in front of him.
Regardless of whether they were willing or not, Duan Anluo took them to the largest local shopping mall the next day, under the pretext of purchasing local specialties.
Of course, he also bought pants for the two teenagers, otherwise they wouldn't be able to go out.
There are gifts for family members, the president, Assistant Fang, godson, and all the apprentices... There are so many of them.
Chen Xing and Shi Lei followed behind him, looking at him curiously at first, then becoming stunned, and finally becoming completely reduced to mobile shelves.
The two of them were covered with shopping bags of various materials and sizes.
Especially Shi Lei, his tall and strong body became a natural luggage rack, with things hanging all over the front, back, left and right. From a distance, he looked like a moving pile of gifts.
Duan Anluo enjoyed shopping to his heart's content. Finally, when he was checking out one of the items, he seemed to remember that there were two "helpers" behind him. He turned around to look at the two people who were buried in the packaging bags. He had a rare moment of conscience and picked out several new sets of clothes that fit them well.
"Here, put it on. It's a meeting gift."
Chen Xing was so tired that he was gasping for breath, and complained in his heart: This is clearly hard labor pay!
Although Shi Lei was also hung up with things, his breathing remained steady, with only a little sweat on his forehead.
Duan Anluo looked at Shi Lei, nodded with satisfaction, and patted his strong arm: "Young man, you have a really good physique! Practice hard, and you will be a solid shield for your fellow apprentices in the future. Remember, you must help each other in the future."
Shi Lei couldn't speak, but his eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.
Chen Xing curled his lips and resignedly adjusted the bag in his hand that was about to slip off. He muttered softly, "Let's make it to the imperial capital alive first."
Duan Anluo pretended not to hear, turned around in a good mood, and continued his shopping spree. Hmm, who else is missing?
Sister-in-law!
My sister-in-law is as beautiful as a flower, as motherly as an elder sister-in-law, and generous and capable!
purchase!
Seeing him buying something for women, Chen Xing worried that his idol was being cheated on, so he whispered, "Who is this for?"
Duan Anluo raised his eyebrows: "Why do you care about me? Do you think you can control my father?"
Chen Xing: “…”
He didn't dare to talk back, and complained crazily in his heart: You are really my dad!
Duan Anluo returned to the imperial capital and first threw Chen Xing and Shi Lei to Xuanmen, leaving them to be temporarily taken care of by several disciples, while he rushed to Dingsheng Group without stopping.
The news that the little fox had brought back earlier made him anxious. The description of that woman, also surnamed Chen, was exactly the same as the sister-in-law in his memory.
He stood under the imposing building of Dingsheng Group, his eyes fixed on the exit.
When the figure in a smart suit and skirt with outstanding temperament appeared, Duan Anluo's breath stopped. It was indeed her!
My sister-in-law's appearance has not changed, and there is still the familiar decisiveness and gentleness between her eyebrows, but the way she looks at him is like looking at a stranger.
He calmed himself down and went forward to meet him.
Chen Wenshan stopped and scanned him with a sharp gaze, scrutinizing him with the scrutiny of a business elite. "You're not from the company, how did you get in?"
Duan Anluo suppressed his excitement, putting on a face that showed the indifference of a worldly expert. But he said something earth-shattering: "From my observation of your face, your love star has moved. Your destined partner is named Duan."
Chen Wenshan was slightly startled, then burst out laughing, thinking this way of chatting up someone was too old-fashioned: "Are you... a fortune teller?"
Duan Anluo was not in a hurry. He took out the fake ID from his pocket and waved it in front of her with an unfathomable expression.
Chen Wenshan looked at the certificate that was so realistic that it looked fake, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face.
Thinking of some of her recent bizarre dreams, she couldn't help but hesitate, "...What does 'Red Luan Star Moves' mean?"
"He will come find you," Duan Anluo said, secretly delighted when he saw her wavering. "He's a man of integrity, worthy of entrusting your life to. His last name is Duan, and you should have business dealings with him by now. There's a character 'Jiang' in his name, the one next to 'Wang'. Don't mistake him for that."
Chen Wenshan: “…”
What’s the difference between this and directly reporting Duan Anlang’s ID number?
"That's all I have to say. I'm leaving." Duan Anluo retired after accomplishing his mission and turned around to leave in a leisurely manner.
After taking a few steps, he saw Si Cang waiting at the corner of the street. Duan Anluo was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"
Si Cang's tone was calm, but Duan Anluo could tell that Si Cang was a little concerned: "The gift I bought before, was it for her?"
Duan Anluo made no secret of it and said with a little pride: "Yes! Our future sister-in-law! I will give them all to her in the future."
Si Cang understood instantly: "Duan Anjian's significant other?"
"Yeah!" Duan Anluo nodded vigorously. "In my previous life, she was very kind to me. I hope she can recover her memory and rekindle her relationship with my brother."
His tone suddenly became stubborn, "If it's not her, I can't accept my brother being with anyone else! That would be a betrayal to my sister-in-law!"
Si Cang looked at the nostalgia and protection for the warmth of the past in his eyes, and his hard brows softened. He gently held his hand and said, "Go home. Mom and Dad are waiting for you."
"Uh-huh!"
Chen Wenshan looked in the direction Duan Anluo had gone and rubbed her temples, which suddenly felt a sharp pain. A series of chaotic, veiled images suddenly rushed into her mind, including Duan Anlang.
"You're in trouble again!"
"Sister-in-law, save me!"
"You're still protecting him! You've spoiled him!"
"Sister-in-law! Big brother is going to beat me to death!"
“Sister-in-law!”
“Sister-in-law!”
…
The voice was filled with complete dependence and admiration, and it was so clear that it seemed as if it was right next to my ear.
Chen Wenshan suddenly held her forehead and felt a severe dizziness.
My head hurts!
Duan Anluo and Si Cang returned to the Duan family, where the atmosphere was originally warm. After chatting about some family matters, Duan Anluo rubbed against his eldest brother and said mysteriously and with a hint of accusation: "Brother, I went to see my sister-in-law today."
Duan Antang paused while drinking tea, looked up at him, and frowned slightly: "Your sister-in-law? Where did you get your sister-in-law?"
His tone was as calm as usual, but a trace of emotion flashed across the depths of his eyes.
"I know everything!" Duan Anluo straightened his back and glared at his brother with courage. "My sister-in-law came to you on her own initiative, and you actually... you actually dared to reject her?!"
The tone sounded as if Duan Anlang had done something unforgivable.
Duan Antang put down his teacup, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of danger: "Duan Anluo, are you itching for trouble?"
"Are you trying to scare me?" Duan Anluo snorted angrily and turned to run to the kitchen, "I'm going to tell Mom!"
Duan Anjian's forehead veins jumped, and he immediately stood up to stop him: "Come back here! Tell me clearly, what were you doing?"
Duan Anluo was grabbed by his brother and struggled to say, "I just went to see if it was her, and it turned out to be her!"
Duan Anlang was silent for a moment, then his voice deepened. "Without my previous memories, I'm not the same person to her. I'm not her."
"She'll definitely remember it!" Duan Anluo said firmly, "You can't refuse her anyway! She's the only one who can dump you, you can't let her down!"
He grew increasingly agitated as he spoke, his finger nearly poking Duan Anjian's chest. "If my sister-in-law were a man, she could bring peace to the world with her pen and conquer the world with her sword! But for you, she was willing to stay in the backyard, dodging countless attacks and arrows with you, and walking through countless bloody storms with you! How dare you reject her love!"
He pointed at his eldest brother's nose and shrank back in fear at Duan Antang's suddenly cold eyes, but he still stubbornly finished his warning: "I...I'll tell Mom!"
Duan Anjian felt a lump in his throat. This kid finally found his trump card!
He gritted his teeth and asked, "What did I refuse? Don't talk nonsense in front of Mom!"
"You rejected the offer she made!" Duan Anluo said with good reason.
The little fox squatting on his shoulder also held its little paws and nodded seriously: "Yeah!"
Duan Anlang was about to reach out and pull his troubled brother back, but Si Cang stepped forward at the right moment, blocking him between them. He said calmly, "Brother, what's the rush?"
Duan Anjian looked at his sister-in-law who was clearly favoring his brother and almost gasped: "Don't protect him!"
Si Cang's tone remained calm, "Brother, you're joking. If I don't protect him, you'll be unhappy again."
"You..." Duan Anlang's mouth twitched, "Why haven't I seen you so talkative before?"
Si Cang's mouth twitched, his emotions were remarkably calm, "My lover can speak, and I can learn from him by watching and hearing."
By the time Si Cang made way, Duan Anluo had finished complaining, "Mom! You're talking about my brother, he doesn't even want my sister-in-law, what else do you want?"
The next second, Ms. Lin Wanqiu's powerful voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of slapping the table: "Duan Anlang!"
Everyone knows that when Mom calls someone by their full name, things are serious.
Duan Anlang walked quickly into the kitchen and tried to explain: "Mom, don't listen to his nonsense..."
Lin Wanqiu didn't buy it at all and directly issued the highest order: "I don't care what excuse you use, work excuse or anything else, go ask that girl out! Find a way to get to know her! In short, I don't care what method you use, you must marry my daughter-in-law to me!"
Duan Anjian had no way to defend himself and could only turn around and glare at the culprit.
Duan Anluo now had someone to support him, so he was no longer afraid. He crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, looked very arrogant, and replied with his eyes: I'm not afraid of you!
Duan Anjian was so angry with his brother that he went to the company after dinner.
In the president's office, Duan Anlang looked at Chen Wenshan's contact information and fell into deep thought.
If Anlu had seen her, given his feelings for her, she should be able to remember her quickly.
Now is not the time, otherwise it will arouse her vigilance. Wait a little longer, don't rush.
Duan Anluo looked for the guild's pharmacy, found the two medicinal herbs that Shi Lei needed, and exchanged them for Si Cang's points.
If he guessed correctly, the old lady that Shi Lei offended should be the Ghost Yin Po.
The folk schools of thought and miscellaneous studies cannot be considered as sects.
It is said that those who learn this technique must be young women, must not marry in their lifetime, must be virgins, and cannot have their hair cut.
They are good at casting spells, making poisons, communicating with spirits, and making medicine.
It is rumored that when they are old, they can use the blood of children to brew "blood wine" that can restore their youth.
In Duan Anluo's opinion, this was a crooked way of doing things, because he had seen it before.
At that time, children in the mountains were worthless, and girls were even less valuable. There were even scumbag parents who sold their girls to work as blood banks for a few copper coins.
Duan Anluo sent the old woman away. When people reach a certain age, they will die. This is the law of nature.
Those martial arts that harm other people's lives just to avoid death are all crooked and evil.
Duan Anluo prescribed some medicine and asked Shi Lei to drink it. Combined with acupuncture, Shi Lei was able to speak one or two words that day.
After all, the interval is too long, and if one dose of medicine doesn’t work, you have to take it for another three days.
Duan Anluo didn't care about the rest and taught the method to Han Xiaoqian, and then the little guy could do it.
The guild sent a message that samples of the specially made new weapons had arrived, and asked Duan Anluo if he wanted to try out their performance.
Duan Anluo was busy with other things and declined without a second thought: "I won't go. I don't need that thing. Don't consider me when designing it."
He has more important things to do right now: several prospective apprentices have to formally become his disciples.
He had already made arrangements and asked the big goose to take its group of little brothers who could dig holes to dig out the things buried in the back mountain of Xuanmen.
Those were treasures he had collected in his previous life, specially left for his disciples to use to lay a foundation.
Of course, I didn’t forget what I promised Assistant Fang.
The big goose led its "construction team" to start work diligently.
What is surprising is that the calligraphy that was specially commissioned has a protective layer formed by spiritual energy on the outside, and it is still intact in the special box after years.
Duan Anluo got it and handed it directly to Assistant Fang.
He has always been generous to his friends whom he recognizes. As for how Assistant Fang treasures this thing, whether to lock it in a safe or burn incense to worship it every day, he doesn't care.
Duan Anluo and Si Cang returned to Xuanmen Old Street together. Several children were already dressed and waiting eagerly.
He looked at the extra Chen Xing and Shi Lei and asked, "Have you two made up your mind? Do you really want to go together?"
Xun Xiao had already knelt down with a plop, looking at him eagerly: "Master! Hurry up and start! I can't wait!"
Duan Anluo laughed at him, "Even if you can't wait, you have to wait a little longer. Even if you become my disciple earlier, you are still my junior brother."
Xun Xiao sighed. He thought that if he knelt down early, he would be able to become the senior brother.
Duan Anluo turned his gaze to Chen Xing and Shi Lei, "Are you two sure?"
Chen Xing cleverly asked, "If we become disciples, can the master's wife guide us?"
Duan Anluo waved his hand generously: "Don't worry, your master's wife and your few unruly uncles in the guild will be able to guide you when they are free."
When Chen Xing heard this, he didn't hesitate any longer and pulled Shi Lei to his knees and kowtow.
There are three masters and three mistresses, and the main one is polite and impartial.
Xun Xiao was young, and after looking at the two of them, he immediately followed suit and kowtowed three times in a very proper manner without any hesitation.
Han Xiaoqian did not hesitate and performed the apprenticeship ceremony in a proper manner. From then on, he became the sixth master of Xuanmen.
After the apprenticeship ceremony, Chen Xing looked at his brothers, all of whom were younger than him, and his mind became active. He asked tentatively: "Master, I am older than them. Can I be their senior brother?"
Duan Anluo saw through his little tricks at a glance and said with a smile: "Okay, as long as you can convince them, you will be my senior brother."
The next day, Chen Xing came to Duan Anluo triumphantly. He relied on his cleverness and Shi Lei's force to "convince" all his fellow apprentices.
Duan Anluo was also unambiguous: "Okay, from today on, you are the fourth senior brother."
Duan Anluo patted Chen Xing's shoulder and, with a warm smile, announced his core responsibilities as the fourth senior brother:
"To put it simply, you are our Xuanmen's all-round babysitter and scapegoat."
"As for cultivation, you have to supervise these little brats in their practice. Anyone who slacks off will be given a spanking."
"In life, you are the housekeeper, providing food, shelter, and pocket money. When they are hungry, cold, or sick, they come to you."
"To the outside world, you are the face of the group. If your brothers are bullied, you have to stand up for them. If you can't beat them, remember to run away with them."
"Master Jiang Yuan is our mascot. You have to keep an eye on him and don't let anyone cheat him away."
Duan Anluo finally handed him a thick copy of "Senior Brother Survival Manual" and a card with a considerable credit limit, and winked: "Good boy, good job, there will be a reward when Master comes back."
Chen Xing held the manual and the card, looked at the group of eager "burdens" in front of him, and finally realized: the position of senior brother is clearly a contract to sell oneself!
He couldn't help but mutter, "Are you looking for a senior brother or a full-time nanny..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful, gentle yet irresistible spiritual pressure enveloped him, and cold sweat instantly broke out on Chen Xing's head.
Duan Anluo added slowly, "Also, I'm accepting disciples on my behalf. I'm still short of two apprentice spots, so you'll go find the right ones. I believe that with your luck, you'll definitely find them."
Chen Xing was dumbfounded: "Ah? Then, what are you doing?"
Duan Anluo smiled with ease and pulled Si Cang, who had been silent, over to him. "Your master's wife and I are planning to go on a trip to relax. We will take the soul tablets of all the disciples of Xuanmen with us. Don't worry, if you die accidentally, your names will be engraved on them."
Chen Xing's vision went dark, and he felt like he had jumped into a bottomless pit. He asked weakly, "Master, is it too late for me to quit the sect now?"
Duan Anluo's smile remained unchanged, but his tone was filled with a chilling coldness: "Betray the master? Die."
Seeing Chen Xing's face turn pale, he offered another sweet treat: "Of course, as long as you don't do stupid things and behave like a good brother. Money, skills, resources, whatever you want in the guild, Master can get it for you. You brothers can divide the real estate here among yourselves, and Master will send you local specialties and guarantee to spoil you to the skies."
Then came another merciless blow: "But if you dare to commit suicide and teach them bad things," he glanced at Chen Xing's legs, "I will break your legs and hang them up to dry like bacon."
Han Xiaoqian, who was watching the excitement nearby, couldn't help but complain: "Master, you haven't been using these scary words for hundreds of years without changing the words, have you?"
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes. It seemed that this kid had guessed his identity.
He didn't care what his apprentice thought, contentedly pulling Si Cang along: "Let's go, let's go out and play for a few days. Come back and see them when they've completed the transfer and started school."
Chen Xing was really panicking now. He tried to make a final struggle, tugging at Duan Anluo's sleeve and using his most pitiful tone: "Master! Master's Wife! Don't leave! Take one more look at us! I... I'm still a child!"
"Master! I'm so young!"
"Master! Don't go!"
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In response, Xun Xiao tugged at the corner of his clothes, saying pitifully, "Fourth Senior Brother, I'm hungry..."
After getting in the car, Duan Anluo looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, leaning happily on Si Cang, his shoulders shaking with laughter, "Letting the Son of Destiny raise an apprentice for me, I'm so smart!"
Si Cang's lips curled up, "You have the best vision."
Duan Anluo waved his hand happily, "Let's go sightseeing!"
Xiaobai crawled out of Duan Anluo's pocket and raised his tail: "Let's go! Hiss!"
Duan Anluo was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly: "Xiaobai, you can speak now?!"
Xiaobai wagged his tail and bared his fangs, "Old man, hiss~"
Even Si Cang was surprised, "What are you doing at the old house?"
Xiaobai rubbed their faces and said, "Gold, give it to Daddy."
Duan Anluo's eyes lit up, and he excitedly shook Si Cang, "Do you have a big plane? Bai Ziyue said you have a big plane! And a private airport! Is that true?"
Si Cang let him make a fuss, "Yes, there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, there are quite a lot of them piled up in the old house's warehouse. There are also many gold bars in the underground safe, all of them are for you."
Duan Anluo's eyes curved with laughter, "Wasn't it true that I was going to get rich?"
Si Cang tilted his head and pecked him lightly on the lips, his low voice filled with indulgence and promise: "Everything I have is yours, even me, is yours."
The author has something to say:
Before I finish, I'll let you look over Concubine Wan's nameplate again. Tomorrow is the last chapter. Once the wedding is written, it will be over.
Look at my pre-collected works. Which one do you want to read? You can choose one in the end. The next volume will be available in early December. I need two months to prepare manuscripts and take a break. I won't disappear this time. [Lop-eared rabbit head]
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