"Wuwuwu, uncle-master, how are we going to survive if you leave?"
Today, bursts of crying suddenly rang out on the usually peaceful Canglu Mountain.
Song Jinshu was surrounded by a group of old men with gray hair and beards, and could not move.
"And, Uncle Master, although you may have forgotten, seventeen years ago, it was us who saved you from the brink of death, bit by bit..."
The clichéd content made Song Jinshu hold his forehead with his hands.
In fact, the real Song Brocade Book disappeared a month ago.
The little girl went down the mountain for the first time and was killed by a reckless truck before she had the chance to see the prosperity of the city.
The person who opened his eyes again was Song Jinshu, the youngest leader of Xuanmen a thousand years ago.
Coincidentally, the little girl not only had the same name and surname as her, but also had the same horoscope, and both of them had short lives...
To repay the little girl's kindness.
Song Jinshu had no choice but to agree to the dream given by the ancestor of Qingxu Temple and become his nominal disciple.
Taking care of this group of "children" in front of him who are over a thousand years old in total.
Teach them the Tao.
Help them improve the talismans.
Raising the reputation of Qingxu Temple to an unprecedented height...
"I have to go now."
Song Jinshu glanced at the sky.
The old men are still angry.
"Back then, the Chi family mistakenly took you away with another girl and raised you like a treasure for so many years.
If the fake phoenix hadn't offended a powerful family this time, someone would have been urgently needed to take the blame.
There's no way they'll even remember you.
"Master uncle, you will definitely be wronged when you go back, so don't be stupid!"
Song Jinshu smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I never put myself in a difficult position."
After all, it was the little girl's karma. Even if it was to sever this kinship, she had to go back to the Chi family.
The old men had been arguing for so long, and seeing that Song Jinshu refused to accept the challenge no matter what, they had no choice but to compromise.
"But if we encounter problems that we can't solve, you must not ignore us, Uncle Master.
"Woo woo woo—"
They started crying again.
Song Jinshu: ...
"Okay."
She sighed, "I will send you talismans every month from now on."
"And make phone calls!" an old man added.
Song Jinshu agreed reluctantly.
*
Because of being entangled, Song Jinshu was about half an hour late in getting down the mountain.
When she walked over, the driver sent by the Chi family was complaining to someone on the phone.
“Isn’t it just a broken mountain?
Is she lame or has a broken leg? After crawling for so long, she should have been able to get down by now, right?"
He glanced at Song Jinshu out of the corner of his eye and saw that the driver's voice not only did not become quieter, but became louder.
"This guy who grew up in the countryside is really uneducated. How can he compare to a single hair of Miss Yinyin?"
Song Jinshu glanced at the driver.
This man's forehead was blue, his forehead was gray, and there were faint black lines wrapped around his body. There was a strong red light flashing at the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had committed verbal sins and was about to have bad luck.
"I advise you to think carefully before you speak."
She spoke lightly.
The driver didn't know why.
I felt a chill on my back.
He tried to speak again and again, but he couldn't open his mouth.
I could only put on a gloomy face and get in the car.
Song Jinshu closed his eyes and rested in the back.
"Have a meal!"
An hour later, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain.
The driver finally got rid of the strange feeling of fear he had before and became arrogant again.
Song Jinshu opened his eyes and ignored him.
The driver kept going, cursing.
I happened to see a luxury car parked in front of the hotel.
He dodged.
But his mouth became even dirtier.
Seeing that the redness on his lips had become more intense, Song Jinshu curled the corners of his lips.
"Oh shit!
What a goal!"
The driver entered from the hotel roundabout.
But for some reason, I was unable to get out successfully several times.
After finally getting out.
There was another man in a wheelchair, his back to him, slightly blocking the way.
The driver got angry.
"Oh shit!
Damn cripple!
You have no eyes!
If you have a lame leg, you should stay at home. Why are you blocking the road?
Didn't your mother teach you to cause less trouble to society? "
"What did you say?"
The man in the wheelchair hadn't spoken yet.
The bodyguard next to him was already furious. Without saying a word, he slapped driver Li.
“Snap—”
Driver Li was powerless to resist.
He covered his face and fell to the ground, even spitting out two teeth.
"Um...y-you guys?"
He was shocked and angry.
I still want to continue cursing.
Wait for the man in the wheelchair to turn his head.
But stupid.
"Yan, Third Master Yan?"
He collapsed to the ground in fear.
A male voice, like a cold spring hitting stone, sounded impatiently.
"The Chi family again?"
Song Jinshu looked in the direction of the voice and immediately narrowed his eyes in surprise.
Even a thousand years ago, she had never seen someone with such profound merit. The thick purple aura seemed to be condensing into substance.
It is strange to say that people with this kind of fate may not live as long as the heaven and the earth, but they will have a long and blessed life. However, this person is short-lived.
Song Jinshu looked carefully and found that the purple air around this person was actually entangled with strands of evil spirit.
The thicker the purple energy is, the heavier the evil energy is.
"Awesome."
Song Jinshu couldn't help but be shocked.
Yan Mosheng had always been sensitive to people's gazes. Ever since he became seriously ill and unable to walk, he had seen all kinds of looks.
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