Ma Liuta glared at him and hit him on the head with his crutch.
"Ouch! That hurts! Grandpa, why did you hit me?"
Ma Yingbei held his head, looked at him with a wronged expression, and said with a pout, "Am I wrong? Doesn't Ma Dongming have to deal with this?"
Ma Liuta was furious, and said angrily, "Are you stupid? The person I told you to pay attention to is this liar? Don't you see that the host in the live broadcast room is much more capable than you!"
Ma Yingbei pouted and said, "I can see that she has some skills, but her actions are all disorganized. Can her strength really be that great? She is just a little pretty, especially those long legs, so white and..."
Ma Liuta's beard was almost curled up in anger. He waved his hand again and hit him on the forehead with his crutch, saying angrily, "What are you looking at? You can't be so rude to a noble man! And you say you are chaotic and lawless? You know shit! I can easily subdue ghosts with just a flick of my finger. This is not called chaotic and lawless, it's a natural talent. I am born to be a Xuanling Master! Oh no, calling me a Xuanling Master is an understatement!"
Fan Wenyan looked at the two bumps on Ma Yingbei's forehead with a look of heartache, and quickly spoke up for him, "Dad, what are you doing? Even if the anchor is great, there's no need to treat Xiaobei like this. He's still young and playful, but he has the best talent in the Ma family. Wasn't it Third Brother who diagnosed him?"
After saying that, he gave Ma Yanqing a look, and Ma Yanqing's smile froze immediately. He was thinking in his heart, "Mmm?" Why the hell is he cueing him at this time?
Seeing the old man's eyes looking at him, Ma Yanqing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Dad, Xiaobei's spiritual power is indeed the most promising among the younger generation. He's just a little too smart. He will grow if he goes down the mountain with me on a few more missions. How about I take him with me on this mission to the ancient house? What do you think, Lao Wu?"
Ma Yanwei picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then said indifferently, "Father has his own arrangements, just follow his instructions."
Ma Yanqing quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, of course we should follow Dad's arrangements. That's what I mean. Sister-in-law, what do you have to worry about? Are you afraid that Dad will harm his grandson?"
Fan Wenyan blinked and asked, "Dad, Xiaobei has indeed grown up. It's time for him to go out and see more. Should he follow his third brother or fifth brother?"
Ma Liuta pounded the ground with his cane, his weathered eyes gleaming with brilliance. He said in a deep voice, "You don't need to follow anyone. Xiaobei, go down the mountain by yourself and find this anchor named Wen Xi. She is your destined benefactor. Find her and become her disciple!"
For a moment, the hall was silent and there was no sound!
Everyone looked at Malacca in disbelief, thinking they had misheard.
Ma Yingbei finally found his voice and said in disbelief, "Grandpa, are you kidding me? This anchor looks younger than me, and you want me to find a girl younger than me and become her disciple?"
Ma Yanwei frowned and said nothing.
Ma Yanqing opened his mouth and asked solemnly, "Did Dad figure out something? Is this little girl really amazing?"
Ma Balian, who had been silent the whole time, stood up, walked forward, and slapped Ma Yingbei on the back of the head, saying coldly, "Ma Yingbei, have you swallowed everything I taught you? You dare to question the words of the patriarch? Just do what you are told. No one in the Ma family has ever surpassed the patriarch in divination skills.
Even I can see that if this girl can join our Ma family, then the peak period of prosperity of the Ma family in the past may be able to return! "
Ma Yanwei calculated with his fingers, his eyes bright, and he said firmly, "He is truly a noble man. The Ma family's fortune, which has been tarnished for a long time, is finally starting to loosen! No wonder my father didn't want Xiaobei to perform the apprenticeship ceremony. It turns out he was waiting for this day!"
Everyone gasped and urged, "Ma Yingbei, get down the mountain immediately!"
"I'll pack your luggage for you, let's get on the road!"
"Every second counts, understand? Stop being so stupid!"
Since this matter concerned the fortune of the Ma family, even Fan Wenyan began to push him to prepare to go down the mountain.
Ma Yingbei touched the back of his head and suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.
Everyone was pacing back and forth excitedly, but Ma Liuta was the only one standing still, his eyes gleaming with a strange light as he murmured, "Has the Ma family's comeback finally arrived?"
*
Although he knew that Song Shiming was in trouble, Wen Xi still had breakfast at home as usual. He just refused the driver's offer to pick him up. After leaving the community, he stopped a car and came to the door of the Song family villa.
In front of the big iron gate, Chu Yanran and Chen Quan were already waiting for her at the door.
Seeing Wen Xi coming, their eyes lit up and they walked towards her.
When Chen Quan saw her, he couldn't wait to ask, "Sister Wen, what exactly did you mean by what you said on the phone yesterday? I was so curious and scared that I couldn't sleep well all night."
Seeing the dark blue in his eyes, Wen Xi pursed her lips and said, "Have you called Song Shiming in the past two days?"
Chen Quan shook his head. "No, it's strange. I spoke to him on the phone three days ago, but when I called him later, his phone was either turned off or the call was disconnected. Could it be that Brother Ming has angered the public this time and has been locked up, with even his phone confiscated?"
“It’s not that simple.”
Wen Xi stood at the gate of the Song family's house. As the cold wind blew, he could feel that the Song family villa was filled with a heavy, gloomy and spooky aura. The surrounding area was also a villa area, and there was no one passing by.
"Go ring the doorbell!"
"Okay!"
Chen Quan rang the doorbell eagerly and waited for a long time before a voice came, "Who is it?"
"Uncle Zhou, it's me, Chen Quan. My classmates and I are here to look for Brother Ming. Please let me in."
"I'm sorry, Master Chen, my young master is not at home. Please come back another day!"
"Ah? That's impossible. Ming-ge hasn't been to school these past few days and isn't at home. Where has he been? Why can't I even get through on the phone?"
"I'm sorry, I have no comment!"
Uncle Zhou refused coldly and cut off contact.
Chen Quan was stunned. He looked at Wen Xi blankly and asked, "What's going on? He won't even let me in. Is Brother Ming really not at home?"
Wen Xi said calmly, "He's not at home! Don't worry about it, just keep ringing the doorbell!"
"ah?"
Chen Quan scratched his head, but decided to be obedient and continue ringing the doorbell.
No one answered at first because the ringing was too frequent.
After a while, a cold voice came from inside, "I've already told you that Song Shi Mingren is not here. The Song family does not welcome anyone to visit for the time being. Please go back, otherwise, I will open the door and let the dogs out!"
Seeing Chen Quan and the others looking at him for help, Wen Xi said calmly, "If Mr. Song wants to save your brother, you should welcome us."
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