Chapter 146 There is no one in a thousand geniuses
Shen Zhoujin's expression was complicated and he was hiding in the dark, motionless.
When there were no outsiders, the little mouse stood upright and didn't dodge his eyes. He looked quite cool and looked at her quietly.
When Chen Muxue saw him, she became furious and kicked him twice: "I asked someone to beat me today! Do you know that I asked someone to beat me? My whole body hurts! It hurts so much!! Why don't you come out?" Help me? Don’t you know martial arts? Where did you go when I was using you? You waste! You are of no use at all!!"
The little mouse couldn't speak and just tilted its head blankly.
Didn’t you tell me to hurry up and go to the back door? And you told me not to run around??
Chen Muxue didn't care about this. She was so angry that she didn't dare to openly tell the Chen family.
She finally saw it, all her brothers had changed, and even Chen Boming and Chen Zhongfei started to show off to her!!
She suffered so much and no one comforted her. Instead, they blamed her for pushing down the old woman! Now only her fourth brother is willing to be nice to her, and she really doesn't dare to lose her temper with him.
Fortunately, there is also a little mouse, a little mute who knows martial arts but has no knowledge. She beat him because he was lucky!
She vented fiercely, and then said arrogantly: "Now, you go find a rich family, steal some silver, remember to steal more! Then buy a house, some servants, maids, You have to have a cook and everything! Then come and pick me up, I can’t stay in this house any longer, I have to leave as soon as possible!”
The little mouse shook his head and mouthed: "I, no, can."
"Waste!!" Chen Muxue slapped him in the mouth: "Don't tell me this!! It sounds disgusting to me! Whatever I ask you to do, you do it! If you don't know how, just learn it! Otherwise, you won't know anything. No, what use do I have for you?? You are just a rat in the gutter. A rich lady like me is willing to talk to you, willing to let you follow and serve, and willing to use your things. This is your blessing. It’s due to the virtues accumulated by your ancestors! You’d better not disobey me! Don’t make me unhappy!!”
In the darkness, Shen Zhoujin raised his eyebrows.
She has always known that Chen Muxue has always had a high self-esteem and a clean mind. In her eyes, she and ordinary people are not the same species at all.
No, it should be said that except for herself, a good-looking man with a good family background and status... everyone else is just an ant.
Yes, in Chen Muxue's heart, even if the little mouse is useful, if he does not have the same appearance, family background and status, then he is still an ant in her eyes.
But usually, she would pretend.
But now, with the mantra affixed on her, she told the truth.
This mantra is not posted in vain.
Shen Zhoujin thought for a while and quietly sent a message.
But here, the little mouse couldn't speak and had no knowledge. He was scolded by her so much that sweat appeared on his forehead, and then he nodded in confusion.
Chen Muxue then turned around and left, saying: "You have three days, no, two days, to get things done, otherwise," she looked at him threateningly: "Don't think I'll see you again!!"
She turned around and left.
Chongyang also rushed over silently. The master and the apprentice chewed their ears for a long time. Chongyang nodded and went back to make preparations.
But here, the little mouse stood blankly for a moment, lowered his eyes, turned over and jumped out of the fence.
Shen Zhoujin kept drawing talismans at his feet, leading him outside. When he came to his senses, he found himself in a plum blossom forest.
It is still summer at this time, and the elegant fragrance in the forest is refreshing. Under the moonlight, the smoke covers the flower branches, and the mist fills the air, making it feel like you are in a fairyland.
The little mouse moved forward slowly, and suddenly a pavilion appeared in front of him. In the pavilion, an old man with white beard, white hair, and white eyebrows, wearing an ink robe, was sitting cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, and his whole body seemed to be glowing with brilliance.
Is he a fairy??
The little mouse was stunned. Almost subconsciously, he knelt down and silently said: "Immortal."
Shen Zhoujin watched secretly: "..."
The eldest disciple is indeed an immortal, and the robe of this Jiuxiao disciple is quite intimidating.
It was during this time that she played with him and combed his beard every day. Now the white beard is almost braided into rolls, and it is all twisted and twisted when it is unraveled... Fortunately, this child is easy to deceive, otherwise this immortal would look at the bloodline. Not very Chinese.
But in any case, the meeting was quite successful, and the little mouse was obviously frightened by him.
Then Zhong Yang opened his eyes, looked at him, and said slowly: "Who are you?"
The little mouse couldn't speak, his face turned slightly red, he kowtowed hard again, and wanted to do it again.
Zhong Yang raised his hand to stop him, stood up, walked to him and said, "No need to be polite."
He suddenly let out a sigh, stretched out his hand to grab his shoulder, and picked him up.
The little mouse didn't resist and let him catch him obediently. Then Zhongyang looked at him and praised him repeatedly: "You kid, you really have amazing bones and tough muscles! You are a good boy who is born to learn martial arts!! Eh? You You have actually mastered martial arts without a teacher? You are really a master of martial arts! You are young and your mind and intelligence are excellent. Among all the people I have met, you have never had such qualifications!!"
The little mouse's beautiful phoenix eyes were wide open, a little dazed.
He had never studied, so he couldn't understand some of the words, but he could tell that he was complimenting him.
Is he so good?
He is just a rat in the gutter, a useless piece of trash... How is that possible?
The old man praised him angrily for more than a quarter of an hour, then without any further explanation, he took him back to his room, gave him a bath and changed his clothes.
The washed little boy was thin and handsome, with a clean and handsome face. He stood in the room awkwardly, his hands constantly pulling at the hem of his clothes, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Then the old man asked him directly: "I am Chong Yang, the master of Jiuxiao Tower. You are a genius, unique in the world. I can make you invincible. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
The little mouse opened his eyes again.
If there were still people who didn't know about Jiuxiao before, but after the border incident, no one knew about Jiuxiao anymore.
The dignified Lord of Jiuxiao Tower wants to accept him as his disciple?
How does he deserve it?
He was a little overwhelmed by the surprise and remained silent for a long time.
Then the old man sighed and said: "It's normal that you don't want to. After all, for a peerless genius like you, everyone is competing for you, so you should naturally be more cautious when becoming a disciple."
The little mouse was stunned again.
Everyone is vying for it? A peerless genius? Are you talking about him?
Besides, he wasn’t unwilling!
He opened his mouth, and the old man came over, took his hand, and led him to the couch: "It's late, go to bed first. Even if you don't want to, you're not allowed to run around. Just stay here, so you can think about it." consider."
He pushed him onto the couch, patted him, and said with great kindness, "Go to sleep, I will be a good master."
The little mouse had never been so cherished by anyone. He opened his eyes, a bit dumbfounded, and reached out to hold his hand to express his willingness.
But the old man's hand was patting him, and his eyes were closed. The little mouse put his hand on his forearm, hesitated for a moment, then quietly took it back, and curled up quietly. .
Outside the window, Shen Zhoujin retreated quietly, slightly lost in thought along the way.