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Chapter 139 He was scared stupid

The mountain pavilion was opened, and everyone could enter the pavilion to watch. Although there was nothing to see in the pavilion except the trophy door plaque on the wall, everyone was still very interested in it. They looked at the door plaque next to each other and guessed which house it was.

The young masters were followed by the servants, either listening to Wen Ya talk about the origin of the mountain pavilion, or gathering in front of Zhufeng to sign up.

Seeing that Si Wenzhi was listening attentively next to his future master, He Yunshen didn't want to continue hearing about the boring origins and turned to the registration desk.

The middle-aged man was writing something with his head slightly lowered. Viewed from the side, his outline was strong and clear, but his cheeks were slightly thinner, making him look a bit frail.

He Yunshen couldn't move his eyes inexplicably, and his heart was haunted by a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was.

After the middle-aged man finished writing, he raised his head again and asked the next question. The moment he raised his head, He Yunshen got a real look. His face was startled, he stared at the middle-aged man in astonishment, and he walked quickly even more unconsciously.

past.

Just as Zhufeng was about to ask the name of the young master in front of him, the young master was pushed away by an arm, and then a young and immature face appeared in front of him.

Zhufeng said with some reproach: "First come, first served. It's not good to jump in line."

However, He Yunshen didn't listen at all. His eyes widened and he was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.

Chang Sui also let out a soft cry, looked at his young master, then at Zhu Feng, his eyes looked back and forth in front of the two of them for a long time before his jaw dropped.

The young master who was pushed away was about to scold him angrily, but when he saw the person coming, he swallowed his words. Then he looked at the people who had signed up. He was stunned for a moment, and then he said in wonder: "You guys are watching.

like."

He Yunshen was brought back to his senses by this sound. He grabbed Zhufeng's collar, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhufeng was very confused, but being held by a child like this, he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to, so he could only forcefully open He Yunshen's hand and said slowly:

"Young Master, when you register, you are stating your own name, not mine."

The movement on their side caught Wen Ya's attention. Wen Ya turned around and saw He Yunshen and Zhufeng staring at each other, so she walked over.

Zhufeng saw Wen Ya coming and reminded him in a low voice: "The master of the pavilion is here. If you get into trouble again, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the mountain pavilion."

He Yunshen turned around and saw the pavilion master coming with a sullen face. He had to hurriedly put down his name and address, and then left with his entourage.

Zhufeng couldn't help but smile, looked at Wen Ya who was walking over and said, "I was so scared by you before I even entered school. Don't really agree to what Hong Tao said."

Wen Ya opened her mouth, paused, and then asked, "How many people have signed up?"

Zhufeng counted, "There are seventeen people now."

"Well, there should be more in the afternoon."

Si Wenzhi also came over at this time and said: "I also want to sign up." However, when he saw Zhufeng, he was slightly surprised and stared at his face non-stop, "This gentleman..."

Zhufeng touched his face in confusion and looked at Wen Ya, but Wen Ya shook her head and smiled, "May I ask what your name is, young master, and where you live?"

Si Wenzhi hesitated for a moment before telling his name and address. After registering, he also left with the boy.

...

But he said that after He Yunshen left the mountain pavilion, he didn't even care about the servants and rode his horse all the way back to the He family's courtyard.

The old lady of the He family was taking a nap in the house. The old man was a light sleeper. Suddenly he heard the sound of the bead curtain colliding, so he woke up and asked: "Who is it?"

"It's me, grandma." He Yunshen opened the bead curtain and entered the inner room, took the fan from the mother-in-law's hand, then sat on a stool beside the recliner and fanned Mrs. He.

Seeing that his head was sweating profusely, Mrs. He felt distressed and took out a handkerchief to wipe him, "My dear grandson, where did you go? Your head is covered with sweat."

He Yunshen curled his mouth and smiled a little reluctantly. He took the handkerchief and wiped his sweat before saying, "I'll go to the mountain pavilion to sign up."

"Shan Pavilion? Is that what you said...the pavilion master who can fly over the roof and walk over walls? Did you really go? Didn't your father not let you go? The family hired a martial arts master, and even went out to learn how to do it."

"It's different, grandma. The master of the pavilion is really powerful. Master Mou, don't you think he's powerful? His family's door plaque is still hanging in the mountain pavilion." He Yunshen said coquettishly.

"Really took off the door plaque?" He Laotaiqi asked.

"Seriously, it's more than thirty dollars, and it's all over the wall."

He Yunshen exaggeratedly drew a big circle, which made Mrs. He laugh. Then she suddenly remembered that no one had brought snacks and fruits, so she urged: "The third young master is here, let's go see why the snacks haven't been brought yet."

The little girl standing outside the door responded and stepped back to call for someone.

Mrs. He then sighed and held He Yunshen's hand: "If you really want to learn, then go. Your dad has a grandma to support you, so he doesn't dare to disobey me."

He Yunshen smiled obediently and lay on Mrs. He's knees, "Grandma is the best."

Mrs. He smiled and touched He Yunshen's head. Seeing that his brows were still slightly wrinkled, she said distressedly: "Why, your grandma is helping you solve this problem. Aren't you happy?"

He Yunshen paused, then raised his head and begged: "Grandma, tell me about your uncle."

Mrs. He's expression was condensed. After a moment, she smiled and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to hear about your uncle?"

"I'm just curious. People say I look like my uncle, but I've never seen him. Where did he go?"

Mrs. He sighed deeply, "Grandma also wants to know where he went."

He Yunshen paused for a moment and then asked: "Grandma, what kind of person is my uncle? Why did he run away from home back then?"

Mrs. He was silent for a while, and then sighed heavily, "He, like your grandfather, is as stubborn as a cow. What happened back then... forget it, don't mention it, it's been more than ten years since he passed away

Man, why do you mention him?"

"But what if the uncle comes back one day?" He Yunshen was a little anxious.

"Come back?" Mrs. He shook her head: "I don't want him to come back, so as not to be angry."

...

At that time, Si Wenzhi, who was one step later than He Yunshen, also returned home. However, after returning home, he was not in a hurry to change clothes, but ran to his father's study.

Si Chaoren was discussing things in the shop with his brothers when his youngest son poked his head in. He asked, "What's the matter?" He also saw that his son's clothes were messy and his forehead was sweaty. He scolded him in displeasure: "Where have you been? I've gotten all over it.

dirty."

Si Wenzhi entered the room to say hello to several uncles, and then said: "I went to Shange to sign up." He hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Father, I saw a man today who looks exactly like He Yunshen. I thought this was something fishy, ​​so I came back quickly to tell you."

Si Chaoren was slightly surprised, "Eight-point statue? Where did you see it?"

"He registered the child at the mountain pavilion. The child stood in front of him and could see clearly. He Yunshen also saw it. He was probably frightened and ran back."

"I have indeed heard that He Yunshen looks very similar to his uncle." A brother said.

Si Chaoren hissed and was very confused, "Is it possible that someone who ran away from home for more than ten years has come back?"


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