Chapter 133: Don’t even let them in through the gate, just beat them out!

Ju Ge'er was dragged by Su Rou'er to burn incense. Under the instruction of Mrs. Wei, Xing Xing also burned incense to the bronze statue of the god in the hall and kowtowed three times.

Just at this time, the old Taoist priest came.

The women in the Yu family were all very convinced of the old Taoist priest. They bowed to him repeatedly and called him "Master Taoist".

Xing Xing's eyes sparkled as she asked the old Taoist priest, "Master Taoist, where is Brother Yan?"

The old Taoist priest was filled with emotion as he looked at Xingxing, who was still as innocent as ever.

Last time, the young master risked his life to go down the mountain for this little girl. He thought that the young master would have to endure some hardship, maybe even a bloody disaster. However, the young master not only looked very healthy, but also slept very soundly at night.

Thinking back to the last time Xing Xing came into contact with the young master, there was no surprise at all...

The old Taoist thought about it again and again, and felt that this little girl really had something on her.

However, even so, he did not intend to interfere.

His young master was influenced by the destiny of heaven. Even though the masters had mentioned the existence of "people who can break the impasse", they did not mention what to do if they met such and such people.

The old Taoist priest can only take one step at a time.

The old Taoist thought to himself, smiling warmly, "He should be practicing swordsmanship in the back hills. Do you want to go look for him?"

Xingxing nodded happily.

The old Taoist smiled even more: "Then go ahead."

Xingxing ran out of the hall happily. Ju Ge'er was indignant and shouted "Wait for me", and ran out too.

Mrs. Wei knew that the old Taoist priest in front of her and the young man named "Shi Yan" probably had many secrets hidden.

However, just because they saved Xingxing's life, Mrs. Wei had unlimited trust in them.

So, Xing Xing and Ju Ge'er ran to find the young master of Shi Yan, and Mrs. Wei just watched with a smile and did not stop them.

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Xing Xing's legs were short, so she couldn't run very fast. Ju Ge'er soon caught up with her and grabbed her by the back of her collar, looking a little angry and embarrassed: "How can you run so fast when you find another man!"

Four-year-old Xingxing tilted her head and thought that her five-year-old brother spoke in a strange way.

"Where did you learn these words?" Xingxing asked.

Ju Ge'er puffed out his chest proudly: "I went to the county to play a few days ago, and I secretly went to listen to an opera! Next time I will take you to see it!"

"Okay, okay." Xing Xing responded, "I'll go next time!"

Having said that, Xing Xing continued to walk forward.

Ju Ge'er's eyes widened: "You still want to go find him?!"

Xing Xing tilted her head and said, "Brother Yan's sword dance is so beautiful. Don't you want to watch it?"

Ju Ge'er hesitated for a moment, but finally let go of the back of Xing Xing's collar, muttering something like "Let's forget it this time".

The two little kids held hands and came to the yard where Wei Shiyan practiced swordplay.

Before she even entered the door, Xingxing shouted loudly: "Brother Yan! Brother Yan! Xingxing is here to play with you!"

Wei Shiyan heard the noise and put away his sword.

When he saw Xing Xing and Ju Ge'er coming over, his eyes warmed up.

Wei Shiyan went and brought out a plate of small oranges.

The little oranges are golden and smell very good.

The two little kids' eyes suddenly lit up.

Xingxing and Juge'er were young and had never thought about where such high-quality fresh oranges could come from in the deep mountains and forests.

Xing Xing was already calling out "Thank you, Brother Yan" sweetly and started to stretch out her paw to grab the little orange. Brother Ju was still a little awkward, and it was obvious that he wanted to reach out to grab it, but he was a little embarrassed.

Wei Shiyan thought calmly that when he left the capital, his younger brother was only three years old. After all these days, he should be about the same age as the little guy in front of him.

"Eat." Wei Shiyan thought about his younger brother and was more patient with Ju Ge'er. At least he gave him some encouragement.

Xing Xing looked at Ju Ge'er curiously.

The reason why Ju Ge'er was called "Ju Ge'er" seems to be that when he was born, Yu Sanbao happened to get a few oranges and gave some to the women in the family. At that time, Su Rou'er took a bite of the orange and started to move. The birth was very smooth, so he was named Ju Ge'er.

Brother Orange also loves to eat oranges.

But the Yu family lived a difficult life in the past, and oranges were a rare commodity that they could only eat a slice during the Chinese New Year.

Brother Orange was awkward for a long time, but he couldn't resist the temptation of oranges and reached out to take an orange.

But when he was taking it, Ju Ge'er's hand accidentally touched Wei Shiyan's hand.

Wei Shiyan's expression changed slightly, and he was about to say something when he saw Ju Ge'er slip and fall on his butt.

Ju Ge'er was a little embarrassed and stood up quickly.

He didn't think much about it, but was just glad that he held the orange tightly.

Wei Shiyan's expression dimmed a little and he took a step back.

However, before he could completely retreat to a safe location, a hand holding an orange appeared in front of him.

Xingxing's chubby little hands held up the peeled orange and she tried to raise it high, wanting to feed Wei Shiyan.

"Brother Yan, eat oranges."

Wei Shiyan was stunned for a moment, and the orange was already held up by Xingxing and passed to his lips.

Wei Shiyan couldn't tell what he was feeling at this moment.

But his body reacted faster - he opened his mouth and bit the small orange directly into his mouth.

Xingxing smiled happily, went to get another orange, and peeled it with some unfamiliarity in her hands.

Just now, she saw that it was inconvenient for Brother Yan to peel the oranges while holding the plate, so she helped peel one. Now this small orange is hers!

Brother Ju was so jealous when he saw this!

He peeled the oranges himself and they were very sweet, but why did he feel so sour in his heart?

This is his sister!

How can you peel oranges for another man! ?

Wei Shiyan lowered his eyes, took the plate of oranges and turned back to the house.

Brother Ju was dumbfounded again.

Just, just one?

Not long after, Wei Shiyan came back with a small cloth bag full of oranges and a hand warmer in his hand.

Wei Shiyan handed the small cloth bag filled with oranges to Xingxing, and stuffed the extremely small and delicate hand warmer into Xingxing's other hand: "I still have to practice swordplay, and it's very cold outside, so I won't keep you here... This hand warmer is warm, you can take it."

Xing Xing's hands were stuffed full, but she didn't feel like she was being chased away. After all, who would chase someone away and give them so much food?

And there is this beautiful and warm little thing in my hand, called a hand warmer, Xingxing likes it very much too!

"Well, Brother Yan, Xingxing will come to visit you next time!" Xingxing said goodbye to Wei Shiyan happily.

She remembered something and added, "Xingxing, I'll bring you something delicious and fun next time!"

You can't just take Brother Yan's things and not give something in return.

A smile flashed in Wei Shiyan's eyes and he nodded.

Ju Ge'er couldn't help but look towards the cloth bag. Now that he saw his sister was about to leave, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Let's go, let's go." Ju Ge'er held the cloth bag full of oranges for Xing Xing and walked ahead with big strides.

Xingxing held the small and exquisite hand warmer in her hands, and felt the warmth spreading from her palms to her whole body, making her feel extremely warm.

She couldn't help laughing foolishly.

Mrs. Wei burned incense in the Taoist temple and felt more at ease.

But when she was chatting with the old Taoist priest, she couldn't help but talk about the man surnamed Pang who wanted her daughter Xingxing to be a child bride. She devoutly hoped that the gods would bless the man surnamed Pang and stop him from bothering her again.

The old Taoist's expression changed.

If you are infected with bad luck, you need a person with great fortune to protect you, otherwise you will die.

This is somewhat similar to the situation of his young master.

But it’s also a little different.

The evil spirit on his young master's body was caused by the law of nature. At present, it can be barely suppressed in this Taoist temple deep in the mountains. There is no need for a person with great fortune to suppress it.

As for Xing Xing...

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and quickly pinched his fingers, saying cautiously: "... I'm afraid there will be more to come about Xingxing's matter."

"What?" Mrs. Wei's expression changed, and she looked a little annoyed.

This guy named Pang is so annoying!

Mrs. Wei made up her mind that next time the man surnamed Pang came to her house again, she would not even let him in the door but would just beat him out!