But even if the master loves himself very much, it is a pampering for the child.

No way! When pigs fly.

They're ...... Master and apprentice. But how can he look like a master, other people's masters are very majestic, but he doesn't respect his teacher for the old man, and he often pits her!

However, in Mu Zisu's heart, from childhood to adulthood, she didn't treat him as an elder. Although she didn't know what role he played in her life, she knew that he must be the most important one.

She remembered Shi Niang's words again. If you really love him, you should take care of his name and stay away from him.

Mu Zisu felt that it made sense.

- In the future, let's stay away from him.

Thinking about it, she sighed deeply, and the smile on her lips had never been so bitter.

The next day, Morichi brought back an important piece of information. The original wife of the head of the Shenwei doorman has been found. She left Cangwu County and came to a small village in the south of the Yangtze River. Mu Zisu hurriedly set off with Gu Xiuyuan.

The richest and most beautiful town in the south of the Yangtze River is called Chu Lane, which is rich in singers and famous singers, and its land is beautiful with beautiful mountains and rivers, poetic and picturesque, and it is also the place where literati and ink writers write and flower.

Mu Zisu went to the original wife Jin, Jin Muqing's Baizi Village to inquire for a long time, and no villager had heard of this person. In the restaurant in Chu Lane City, she scolded Shouyi for having a hole in her brain, and at the same time ate Haisai nonsense.

But come to think of it, since Jin Muqing plans to get out of the disputes in the rivers and lakes incognito, how can he use his real name. She planned to go back to Baizi Village to stay after eating.

While she was eating, she heard a loud noise not far downstairs.

This sound is quite familiar.

Downstairs, a group of people surrounded a little boy who looked no more than five or six years old. The boy's eyebrows were full of heroism, his young age was extraordinary, and his eyes were more mature and calm than his peers, but his clothes were ragged like a little beggar. And this group of people is artificial, it is none other than the head of the family, Bu Songyue. The tribute satin of Jiangnan is famous in Kyushu, and at the beginning of each year, the wives of the major heads will meet here to choose fabrics. It seems that this lady in charge also brought her eldest son Wei Yongyu to buy.

"Mother, it's him! Just hit me! Hmph, let you bully me, my mother is here, you're finished! ”

"Little bunny, do you know who I am? You dare to fight my son. ”

"He snatched my things, and he didn't allow me to do it?"

"Your stuff? Did you write your name? My family Yu'er is looking at him! ”

"You're unreasonable!"

"Reason? Mrs. Ben is the reason! Someone, call me! ”

It's just a street fight, Mu Zisu is not like Xiao Xian, he doesn't have the leisure to take care of other people's affairs. But this time it was different, how could she let Songyue act under her nose.

But when she was about to turn over, her feet on the railing suddenly stopped for a moment. That boy easily knocked the two Shenwei Sect disciples dozens of meters away.

Mu Zisu was very surprised, this kid was so powerful that it seemed that his cultivation qualifications were by no means idle.

The people of Shenweimen obviously didn't expect that Bu Songyue had lost face when he saw it, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered more people to step forward. Although this child has great strength, he is still a child after all.

Mu Zisu and Gu Xiuyuan exchanged glances, and jumped down from the second floor. The disciple of the Shenwei Sect was defenseless, and he punched Mu Zisu right above his head.