Wuhua glanced at him a few times, and was not surprised that he told him about it, but there was a slight meaning in his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "So what do you want to tell me?" ”

Under Wuhua's gaze, Heng Zhiyuan nodded slowly, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

With a loud bang.

Heng Zhiyuan burst out of the room with a look of indignation and slammed the door shut. "Hmph, I don't know what to do."

As the door was about to close, the gatekeeper noticed that the only table and chair in the room had been split open, and the tea was scattered all over the floor.

Not far from the tea table stood Yunshu with a panicked face and Wuhua with a sarcastic face.

Heng Zhiyuan's indignant appearance seemed to have never gotten the answer he wanted from Wuhua.

The doorkeeper observed Heng Zhiyuan's face and asked cautiously. "Zhiyuan, what's wrong?"

"I don't know what to say! I don't know what to do! Heng Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and jumped like thunder.

Seeing Heng Zhiyuan's fried hair like this, the person guarding the door naturally didn't dare to ask any more, so he had to smile and wave his hand. "Don't be like her, don't be angry, it's not worth it to be angry."

"I'm leaving." Heng Zhiyuan glared back fiercely at the door that had been closed, and left directly with a blue face.

When he left, Shang Qi walked out of the other room.

Standing on the windowsill, looking at the back of Heng Zhiyuan angrily leaving.

The gatekeeper walked up to Shang Qi and asked in a low voice. "Have you ever heard?"

Shang Qi shook his head slowly. "I can't hear clearly."

The gatekeeper frowned, "What did Qu Wuhua say, to make Zhiyuan angry like this?" ”

Shang Qi put his hands behind his back and stood on the windowsill thinking about things.

In front of them, their voices were relatively low, and he didn't hear anything, but then it may be that Heng Zhiyuan was mad by Wuhua, in fact, he could vaguely hear that they were arguing about something.

It seems that the word Heng Yuanbai is vaguely mentioned.

Thinking of Heng Zhiyuan's irritable and irritable character, he probably wanted to take advantage of the day before the test period to explore Wuhua's tone.

Who knew that he was half killed by Wuhua.

Seeing that Shang Qi didn't reply, the gatekeeper obediently didn't disturb his thoughts.

Quietly waiting aside.

"I'll go out."

Shang Qi instructed before leaving.

"Yes." The gatekeeper nodded in response.

The sky was clear, and the warm orange sun was slowly rising from the other side of the sky.

Walk through the clouds and land on the altar.

The altar is located in the depths of the Lishui Stream, leaning against the mountain, with intricate and incomprehensible patterns deeply embedded in the perimeter of the altar, and a table and a chair are placed in the center of the two-meter-high altar.

Usually it is sparsely populated, but at this time it is full of people.

Aunt Qiu was followed by a tall, slightly sturdy woman, wearing a plain robe, and even wearing light makeup.

She held a wooden box in her hand, followed behind Aunt Qiu with a rosy face, and squeezed towards the front row.

"Yo, Aunt Qiu, I've brought your girl here."

All the families in the stream are neighbors, and naturally they all know Aunt Qiu, and at this time, seeing Aunt Qiu's daughter dressed like this today, some people can't help but start ridiculing.

"Qiuqiu is dressed like this today, it seems that he plans to take this opportunity to show his face and leave a good impression on the streamowner."

The reason why Aunt Qiu's daughter is called Qiuqiu is because she was as fat as a ball when she was young, so she was nicknamed so.

This has grown up, even if it has lost weight, people are used to it, and they are too lazy to change it for a while.

Aunt Qiu is not so good-looking, she glanced at her, and found that the lady who made the voice was also followed by her own daughter, and snorted. "Aren't you going to do that?"

"My girl is different from yours, my girl is only eighteen years old." The man turned around and pulled the slender little girl behind him in front of him. "My girl is white and clean, and she has a good temperament."

The girl was pulled in front of her mother and stood beside Qiuqiu, as weak as a little porcelain doll.

When Aunt Qiu heard this, she was naturally unhappy.

Even if your own girl is not good, what you say yourself, others can't say.

Besides, I can't say for sure, what does the owner of the stream think, what if he just loves the taste of his own girl?

"My girl is smart and capable, and your girl can't pick it up on her shoulders." With that, she slapped her daughter's ass.

Qiuqiu was slapped by his own wife like this, and his face was red. "My girl is so childlike."

"My girl's body is just a little slender, why can't she work? Why is it so difficult to give birth? ”

The onlookers next to him saw the trend of the two quarreling again, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade them to fight.

"Okay, okay, you guys don't argue."

"The Lord of the Stream will be here soon."

"Yes, yes, what's there to talk about."

"Cheng Su and the owner of the stream are childhood sweethearts, and I haven't seen the owner of the stream have any thoughts about others." The people next to him coaxed.

"Your girl, how can you compare to the Venerable Master's family?"

Aunt Qiu was stunned and dissatisfied. "My girl is not bad. A few years ago, Hui Bo also praised my girl, saying that she had good qualifications. Maybe he will be taken by the master of the stream and accepted as an apprentice! ”

As soon as Aunt Qiu said this, she felt that her mother's words were getting more and more full, and Qiuqiu couldn't help but show embarrassment, and reached out and pulled the corner of her clothes. "Mother, don't say it."

"Silly girl." Aunt Qiu turned her head and glared at her. "You're qualified, what's a bad thing? How can you say that you can't? Maybe the Lord of the Stream will take a fancy to you. ”

This is certainly not a bad thing. Qiuqiu was about to cry, two years ago, Hui Bo said that she had good qualifications, but she still had a little self-knowledge, knowing how many pounds and taels she had, how could she compare with Cheng Xu.

If there is no accident, Chengxu's medical skills are enough for the stream master to accept her as an apprentice.

I came here this time, just to take a closer look at the Lord of the stream.

Now I see my mother holding chicken feathers as an arrow. Qiuqiu whispered. "If you keep arguing, I'll go back."

"Good, good." How could Aunt Qiu not know that she was angry, so she naturally coaxed her, "What you say is what it is, if you don't say it, you won't say it, isn't it okay?" ”

When the other party heard this, he wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but seeing that Qiuqiu's face was full of unhappiness, and the neighborhood was not too stiff, he wanted to say something to alleviate it.

Unexpectedly, people's eyes actually moved to other places.

Aunt Qiu's eyes widened, and she looked straight in one direction, as if she had seen something incredible.

Even if the stream master comes, Aunt Qiu doesn't have to be like this, right?

With doubts, everyone looked at Aunt Qiu's gaze.

I saw an unfamiliar face. The person standing there was a slender figure, with a handsome appearance that was almost in the middle of the stream master, and Shang Jiu was still standing with smiling eyes on the side.

You must know that the owner of the stream is in the stream, but he is a beautiful man, otherwise he would not have attracted so many girls.

Everyone was shocked, and they were deeply curious about this inexplicable man.

"What kid is this guy?"

"So handsome?"

"How come you've never seen one?" (To be continued.) )