Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 218 Thirteenth Uncle ([-])

"Sir, do you want to burn incense, or ask my master to go to your house to catch ghosts? If you burn incense, you can give me some incense money, but if you catch ghosts, it will be expensive. If the ghost is too powerful, I am afraid the money will be even higher." More expensive, of course, we can discount!"

Feng Zongcheng looked at the little chatterbox boy, took out an ocean from his pocket and threw it over.

"I have something to do with your master, lead the way."

When the little boy saw a piece of ocean, his eyes were straightened.

Immediately ran to the door.

"Master, Master! The God of Wealth—ah—the Lord of Money—Master! The distinguished guest has arrived!!"

Feng Zongcheng was not superstitious at first, who made this thing so weird, he looked at the incomprehensible little Taoist boy calling for the gold master, and then he looked at the withered Longevity Palace, the paint on the plaque was all off a few pieces.

Feng Zongcheng knew that his mother trusted Thirteenth Uncle very much, and that Thirteenth Uncle was considered a guest of the Feng family!Mother must have asked Thirteenth Uncle why she was not surprised about Yang Yang's affairs.

So after returning from studying abroad, he stepped into the Longevity Palace for the first time today.

I want to get some results from Uncle Thirteen.

The only two Xiaodao boys in the Longevity Palace heard that there was a patron, ah, no, the honored guest is here!Three steps before the saddle and horse back ask what kind of tea to drink, five steps ask if you want to catch ghosts, it's very cheap!
Listening to Feng Zongcheng, he really doubted that this thirteenth uncle has the ability?Why are all the apprentices so unreliable.

Feng Zongcheng was invited to a tea room. The transparent and bright tea room was cleaned cleanly. There were several paintings and calligraphy from the Ming Dynasty hanging on the wall, but Feng Zongcheng could tell at a glance that the paintings were fake. Because the original is placed in his office.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, Feng Zongcheng glanced over, and found that this middle-aged man with silver hair at a young age was tall and thin, with a clean appearance, and his whole person was like a glorious autumn chrysanthemum and a lush spring pine.The demeanor is graceful, and Xiao Shuxuan's appearance is impressive, but Feng Zongcheng's face is astonished, and his face turns soft, radiant and beautiful.

This was the first time Feng Zongcheng saw Uncle Thirteen, and he was surprised.

The person who came was wearing a pair of brown rice leather calf boots, and a black and green ribbon tied around the waist of the gray robe. After sitting down, he didn't make a sound.Drinking tea quietly, watching the sky outside through the window.

Feng Zongcheng pondered and said: "Master Taoist, my surname is Feng."

"Oh, please, sir."

Uncle Thirteen continued to drink tea slowly, feeling the wind intently.

"How old is the Taoist?"

"The year of fate."

An unambiguous and accurate answer.

50 years old?

This doesn't look like 50 years old.

This face looks like it's 30 years old.

Feng Zongcheng originally wanted to ask about something serious, but staring at Uncle Thirteen's face, he couldn't find out about Yangyang at all, "Please ask how the elders are maintained, and why the skin is still so smooth in the years of knowing fate!"

"Sir, this question can only be answered if you enter my Taoism."

"……I……"

Feng Zongcheng almost wanted to say, I'm in!But when he suddenly thought of why he was interested in cultivating Taoism in this wonderful world, he immediately lost his mind. Looking at this silver hair, he knew that there must be something strange.

"Sir, people in Jiangcheng like to call me Uncle Thirteen, so you don't have to come and go."

"Ok!"

Feng Zongcheng sat in this Taoist temple, listening to the sounds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and for a while he didn't know how to ask.

"My mother recognized a daughter. My younger sister was my brother's wife before. After the divorce, my mother recognized her as a daughter and became my youngest sister!"

"Bai Weiyang. I know."

Uncle Thirteen said.

Feng Zongcheng: "..."

(End of this chapter)