Mind Reader King

Chapter 342: A Heavy Picture Frame!

Sister Ling and Lin Wanqing were chasing Liu Xu at full speed.

However, the second daughter was still lost.

Lin Wanqing blamed herself a little: "Master Ling, I'm the one who held you back! If you go after Liu Xu by yourself, you won't miss him!"

Sister Ling said indifferently: "Don't say it! Without you, it would not be difficult for me to catch up with Liu Xu! However, don't blame yourself, you will work hard in the future to improve your strength!"

"Yes!" Principal Lin replied.

Running and running, sister Ling stopped running!
Not only did she not run away, but Sister Ling stomped her feet in anger and made a frantic movement!
Lin Wanqing was puzzled: "Master Ling, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you chase after me?"

Sister Ling patted her little heart, and she was so angry that some real energy burst out from her body, and the belt on her body rattled.

Sister Ling stomped her feet again, and then said: "Huh! This Zhao Hao is so bad! He actually played me! Now, I understand, the little girl with the frame on her back is the real An Xiaomeng!"

Lin Wanqing was shocked: "Ah? How is it possible?! Isn't An Xiaomeng 12 years old and almost 13 years old? Why should she be as tall as 1.4 meters five! The little loli with the picture frame on her back is only 1.2 meters, obviously only Six or seven years old!"

"Let's go back and find Zhao Hao!"

Sister Ling said something and started running immediately.

Lin Wanqing quickly followed behind!

Sister Ling explained while running: "I seem to remember that An Xiaomeng, besides fighting, also likes to draw sand paintings! She also wants to become a generation of outstanding sand painters! The picture frame on her back seems to be holding Use it as a sand drawing board!"

Lin Wanqing seemed to nod: "Oh! So that's the case! However, I still don't want to believe that this An Xiaomeng is such a little girl!"

Sister Ling explained: "What's incomprehensible? An Xiaomeng is not an ancient warrior or a cultivator, but the last ancient scripture monk on the earth! Don't forget, she is one of the best in the world today. The ultimate master!"

Lin Wanqing still didn't want to understand.

Sister Ling continued to explain: "Lin Wanqing, sometimes you are very smart, but sometimes you seem very dull! The ancient scripture monks in the Tribulation Realm not only have martial arts against the sky, but also greatly increase their lifespan, which can be increased by about 500 years. life!"

Lin Wanqing suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand! An Xiaomeng has already delayed her body's growth and development due to her increased lifespan. She only grows older, but not taller!"

Sister Ling nodded: "You're half right, but not entirely right! It's not that An Xiaomeng doesn't grow taller, but she grows very slowly! Then An Xiaomeng is the number one myth in the history of our monks. She broke through the crossing at the age of nine. Tribulation!"

Lin Wanqing responded: "En! Thank you, Master Ling, for your advice! Yes, she is a master who has broken through the Tribulation Realm since she was a child, and she should really grow very slowly! Then, here comes the question, when will this An Xiaomeng be able to grow up?" Are you as tall as us?"

puff!

Sister Ling smiled: "I guess, this little guy will have to be 70 to 90 years old, or [-] to [-] years old to grow as tall as us!"

"Huh? This is so small! We are so tall at the age of 90? The baby's three views are ruined!"

Inside the bun shop.

An Xiaomeng is feasting!

Zhao Hao stared at An Xiaomeng, touched his chin, and said secretly: "Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, why haven't you grown taller at all? As a teacher, I thought you had grown taller! It turns out that you are still such a small person Son!"

After a while, An Xiaomeng was finally full!

Xiaomeng rubbed her stomach and jumped again: "Yeah, it's so comfortable! I'm finally full!"

An Xiaomeng was full, so she pointed at Zhao Hao: "Well, Uncle Zhao Hao, who are you? Do you know my uncle?"

Zhao Hao pointed to the God of Wealth that was offered at this steamed stuffed bun shop, and said cheerfully, "Hehe, uncle, it's Qinglan's door god and God of Wealth! Look, my portrait is hanging there! Your uncle, I don’t know! Who is your uncle, can you eat it?”

An Xiaomeng looked towards where Zhao Hao's finger was pointing, and she really saw Zhao Hao's abstract portrait!

Xiaomeng made an exaggerated surprise: "Ah, why did they confess you to be the God of Wealth? Oh, so you don't know my uncle?"

Zhao Hao looked serious: "Why should I know your uncle?"

When Xiaomeng heard this, she was very puzzled.

Previously, Xiaomeng accepted Zhao Hao's banquet after listening to Zhao Hao's "Dragon and Snake Pair".

That "dragon and snake pair" is the highest secret code of the Kuanglong Mercenary Group, and only her masters Huang Hao and Liu Xu know it.

An Xiaomeng thought Zhao Hao was sent by her master Liu Xu to pick her up!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao refused to admit it!
For a while, An Xiaomeng became wary.

Since Zhao Hao is not her uncle's person, he should be an enemy!

At this time, Zhao Hao said with a playful smile: "Little Lolita, since you are full, go home with uncle!"

When Ye Baizhi heard this, he hurried to carry the copper-edged picture frame for little Lolita.

Ye Baizhi felt that An Xiaomeng was too young. As an older brother, he should help her carry the picture frame, lest the picture frame crush this little loli!
Ye Baizhi walked up to An Xiaomeng's picture frame, raised his hand, and immediately looked ashamed, and said with embarrassment: "Oh my God, why is this picture frame so heavy, I can't lift it!"

The couple at the bun shop thought Ye Baizhi was joking.

The male boss said cheerfully: "This little fat man, this picture frame seems to be made of copper, and it weighs a few dozen pounds at most. With your fat body, you should be able to move it!"

The female boss also booed: "Yes! A six or seven-year-old girl can memorize this picture frame, why can't you memorize it! You should lose weight, you should memorize this kind of picture frame!"

These two couples talked about Ye Baizhi's body shape, which made Ye Baizhi a little annoyed!

Ye Baizhi said angrily: "You two, you really don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk! Come on, come on, you two try it yourself and see if you can move this picture frame!"

The female boss said disdainfully: "Brother Fatty, do you look down on us? Don't talk about me, even me, a cook who makes buns, can move a hundred catties of gray noodles!"

Ye Baizhi said excitedly: "Don't just gossip. Come on, try to move this picture frame! If you move this picture frame, I will immediately reward you with 1000 yuan!"

"Wow, 1000 yuan?! You are serious!" said the female boss with green eyes.

"Seriously! Come on!" Ye Baizhi said.

The female boss rubbed her hands together and hurried towards the picture frame, yelling: "Our God of Wealth, Zhao Hao, is here today, but the fortune is flying all over the sky, and we can't stop it! I'm so relaxed, and I'm going to earn another 1000 yuan!"

However, once the female boss moved the picture frame, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Oh, this is not a picture frame. This thing is heavier than a boulder! I estimate that it may weigh two to three hundred catties!" The female boss said disappointedly.

The male boss spat into the palm of his hand, rubbed it vigorously, and said, "Mother, what are you talking about? This picture frame can weigh several hundred catties? What are you talking about?"

The male boss, who didn't believe in evil, ran over to move the picture frame, and he was sweating profusely.

The man said, "I'll go! What kind of material is this picture frame made of? Why is it so heavy? I used to do farm work, and I could easily move a bag of about two hundred catties!"

Even Zhao Hao had never seen this picture frame before!

I don't know where An Xiaomeng got such a picture frame, and she couldn't bear to throw it away. Even if she was hunted down everywhere, she still ran for her life with this picture frame on her back!

Zhao Hao smiled calmly: "Little Lolita, how much does your picture frame weigh?"

Xiaomeng's eyes narrowed: "Hehe, it's not heavy, it's not heavy, it's only about 1000 catties!"

Just over 1000 catties? ! ! !

(End of this chapter)