Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 109 The Rain Falls Rouge Tears, Pear Blossom Plays Begonia (33)

"We really didn't do it on purpose..." The boss stretched out his hand and tugged on Ci Ci's clothes.

"Oh."

Song Ci looked at him coldly, then looked at the five people who were hiding outside the door and poking their heads out to see their situation.

"You've been here to rob people passing by?"

The boss immediately explained: "We just scare them, we never hurt anyone!"

"Yes, we have always been chivalrous!"

"Rob the rich and help the poor!"

The three thin greyhound men in front jumped forward and posed.

One of the two bearded strong men in the back raised his orchid fingers, and the other stood behind with a knife in his hands, crossing his chest, and pinned a red flower plucked from nowhere on his ear.

Song Ci's eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand to press it down, not to look at these strange things.

"Are you their boss?"

"That's right, because my surname is the eldest in my old family, my father specially named me that!"

The boss looked at Song Ci excitedly, as if he was asking: Is it very connotative?

Song Ci thought.

Son, your father didn't take it seriously, it's your fault if you take it seriously.

"Are you sure you are... robbing the rich and helping the poor, acting chivalrously?"

The boss scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's not like what you saw, this time it was an accident."

"Yes, surprise!"

The five people behind spoke in unison.

The boss immediately tiptoed and tugged on Song Ci's sleeve with tears in his eyes: "We just saw you coming in a carriage, and as outsiders, we thought that since we came, we must have some money, and then..."

"I'm sorry master!"

"We're sorry master wow!"

"Master wow!"

The few people behind followed the boss and were about to kowtow to Dong Qi's body lying on the bed.

Those who didn't know about this mighty crowd thought they recognized their son.

Seeing that the child's crying snot was dripping on his sleeve, Song Ci's pupils suddenly shrank, and the veins on his forehead swelled up.

Flick the sleeves and take several steps on the hind legs.

Glancing at the snot that fell on the ground, he immediately retracted his gaze.

If it weren't for maintaining the character design, he would really want to swear.

Take a deep breath.

Push aside the child who is entangled again: "How old are you?"

"I'm twenty-eight!" The boss raised his chin proudly.

Song Ci took a look at him, and this little boy who was less than three feet tall... nodded.

He is already 16 years old. Not only has time not grown on him, it seems that his brain has grown too.

Song Ci drooped his eyelashes, hiding the color in his eyes, and suddenly said, "You want to learn Kung Fu from Dong Qi?"

"Yes yes yes!"

The boss looked at Song Ci excitedly with his big eyes open.

"We want to too!"

The five people in the back appeared behind the boss and watched Song Ci throw little stars at him with their eyes open.

"Let me tell you one thing, his kung fu was actually taught by me."

Song Ci cleared his throat, got up and walked outside, even the floating hem of his clothes felt a breath of fresh air.

Especially those coquettish and different pupils, with a casual glance, the fairy air instantly bursts out of the dust.

"Of course, these are my family's unique skills that are not easily spread, but if you want to learn, I can consider whether to teach you."

"Learn, learn...!"

"We have to learn!"

Those six people scrambled to come to Song Ci.

The orchid finger at the back didn't squeeze in, biting the small pink handkerchief that he took out from nowhere.

"Since you want to learn Kung Fu so sincerely, I will teach you first."

Song Ci pointed to the endless mountain range behind him: "Is there any mountain in the back? If you want to learn kung fu well, you have to climb the mountain first. Today, you can climb five back and forth first, and you will be able to reach the entry level."

"Really?!"

The boss looked at Song Ci excitedly.

The boy's different pupils looked at him indifferently, coupled with his cool demeanor.

It's like being a fairy.

"Why, you don't believe it?"

"Have you forgotten how my apprentice defeated you?"

Thinking of the experience of Dong Qi beating them to the ground with one punch, the flame of desire to learn Kung Fu was extinguished by watching the high mountain rising into the clouds, and rekindled.

"Believe it!"

"Master, let's go now!"

Song Ci narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Seeing the six people sharpening their knives and rushing towards the mountain, they nodded: "Go, remember not to cheat and play tricks when practicing, and you must go all the way."

The eldest and six people listened to Song Ci's connotative words.

I am even more convinced that he is a powerful master!
Such an instant powerful person is willing to teach them...

In my heart, I was crazy about how good my master was.

I shed the tears that I was moved.

"These are today's tasks, and the next move can be done only after they are completed. I believe so much that you have the talent to learn martial arts, so don't let me down."

Song Ciyu looked at them earnestly, Dao really looked like a good teacher.

"Okay, we will definitely not let Master down!"

Really can talk.

Song Ci looked at the backs of the six people leaving, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Looking at the pack of herbs on the table, he sighed.

"I knew I would leave after letting them boil the medicine."

evening.

Song Ci boiled the medicine and brought it in and put it on the table next to him.

The room was filled with a strong, bitter herbal smell.

Wipe the blood off his chin and the side of his face with a damp towel.

Looking at the man's pale lips and raised eyebrows, she reached out to help him smooth them out.

By the time the boss and the others came back, it was already noon the next day, and all six of them collapsed on the ground.

"Master, we, we are done climbing..."

Song Ci looked at them, and walked towards the room without stopping, carrying the soup.

"You didn't finish it in one day, it seems that you haven't got enough time yet."

"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed. It seems that you don't have the qualifications to practice."

The boss shouted weakly: "Master, don't be disappointed, we are just warming up and waiting for tomorrow when we continue, we will definitely be able to complete the task!"

After the boss finished speaking, he lay on the ground without lifting his head.

Song Ci said with satisfaction: "You are really the most serious disciples I have ever taught."

The six people waited for Song Ci to enter the back room and lay the dead body on the ground.

Forget it, let's sleep on the floor if we don't go back to bed...

Aren't the heroes in the picture book all made their beds by the heavens and the earth?

In this way, we are one step closer to becoming a hero!
(End of this chapter)