"Oh Mom, it turns out that the master of the door is so handsome!" An aunt in the crowd praised in shock.
Immediately, countless people echoed her, and the crowd burst into praise.
Leng Chengran's reputation is definitely a good one, otherwise he would not be regarded as a god by the people, but as the Lord of Hell...
Therefore, people who have no evil intentions in their hearts, such as the common people at the scene, respect him but are not afraid of him. They all have a mentality of receiving blessings from seeing gods appear, and they want to see him more enthusiastically.
Leng Chengran did not live up to the people's wishes and proactively promised that if there were any strange things like losing children one after another in the future, he could go to Qianli Mountain to find him. He would arrange for disciples to take turns on duty at the foot of the mountain to prevent ordinary people from being unable to go up to Qianli Mountain.
Leaving the mountain.
As soon as these words came out, everyone regarded him as a living Bodhisattva. They expressed their gratitude one after another and couldn't stop trying to persuade him.
Not only that, more and more people heard that the master of the door had come down the mountain. The whole street was surrounded by water. Many people were blocked at the end of the street and couldn't squeeze through. Not to mention Leng Chengran, even the silk and satin shop
I didn’t even see the sign clearly...
During the jostling, some people with a bad temper started to quarrel.
Leng Chengran stood up and comforted with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone, I have a new little apprentice. Children love to play and can't stay on the mountain. I will take her down the mountain often in the future."
While he was talking, He Lianrui, who was following him like a little tail, was carried over the high threshold.
On the crowded street, gasps of envy and surprise could be heard.
Aren't there now eleven official disciples in Qianli Sect?
This little baby is amazing, he can actually make the sect master make an exception!
Being watched by so many people, little Helianrui obediently grabbed the corner of Leng Chengran's clothes, bulging her little face and opening her big black eyes with timid eyes.
The appearance of this cute and well-behaved baby made everyone laugh kindly. This little baby is really lovable. No wonder the master of the house loves her so much and even takes her down the mountain to play with him.
With this promise, everyone was too embarrassed to block the street and affect his normal plans. They looked at him a few more times and said goodbye reluctantly.
And because of the propaganda of the shopkeeper of the silk shop, everyone also remembered that the legendary sect owner was called Leng Chengran.
Gossip spreads fastest in the market. I believe it won't take half an hour. Everyone in Qianli City, not to mention far away places, will know the news.
After ensuring Helian Rui's safety, Leng Chengran sat back on his chair and looked thoughtfully at the peaceful scene outside the window.
In his sight, there suddenly appeared a little pink face.
The little girl stood on the stool and stared at him curiously, "Master, you have changed into a more beautiful face."
Leng Chengran pinched her little face angrily and amusedly, "It took Master a long time before you saw it."
The little girl admitted her mistake obediently, "Then Master, I'll show you a different face."
As she said that, she raised her little hand, but she didn't see how prepared she was, and suddenly a huge face appeared.
This is the first time the little girl has disguised herself in this image...
So I just learned that it is very technically difficult to disguise oneself with a big face.
She was short and had a heavy face. Her center of gravity suddenly became unstable and she fell into Leng Chengran's arms.
Leng Chengran was so amused that he laughed loudly, helped the little girl up, and helped her remove that weird big face.
The little girl still felt dizzy, shook her little head, then shook her head again, then slowly sat down holding on to the table.