I was brought home by the rich and powerful

Chapter 121 Seeing the Master
Duan Jiaoyang looked at Xiaoyao Wuming with aggrieved face, "Master, did you hide something from me?"

Xiang Ye walked up to Duan Jiaoyang, raised his hand and touched her forehead, "The fever hasn't subsided yet."

"There are differences between men and women." Xiaoyao Wuming glared at Ye Ye, then took Duan Jiaoyang's hand and walked towards the chess table, "Sit down first."

"Xiao Ye, go and make a cup of antipyretic powder for your senior sister."

Duan Jiaoyang looked at the messy chessboard, and glanced at Xiaoyao Wuming, "Master, can't you even win little Yeye?"

Xiaoyao Wuming only felt that his old face was getting hot, but he still had to act like an expert, "It's been a long time since we met, I need to take care of Xiao Ye's chess skills."

Duan Jiaoyang didn't expose Xiaoyao Wuming's words, but just smiled.

Seeing Duan Jiaoyang smile, Xiaoyao Wuming became even more worried. This child seldom smiles all the time.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden? Have you dealt with the affairs down the mountain?" Xiaoyao Wuming pretended to ask casually while picking up the chess pieces.

Duan Jiaoyang picked up the sunspots and put down the chess box, one by one the chess pieces fell into the box with crisp sounds, "Master, something happened when I went down the mountain this time."

"Well, life is what comes, so let it be." Xiaoyao Wuming took advantage of this to 'excuse' himself.

"Then I thought of what you said before, Master, you old man..." Duan Jiaoyang paused, holding Heizi in his hand, staring at Xiaoyao Wuming, "You can calculate, right?"

"Nothing, those are feudalism, ignorance, and..."

"It's unnecessary." Duan Jiaoyang continued the words for him.

Xiang Ye, who came out with the antipyretic powder, continued the conversation calmly, "Master used my blood to draw talismans yesterday... just for fun."

Xiaoyao Wuming was attacked by two disciples, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. He didn't want to talk about Duan Jiaoyang, so he looked at the thick-skinned Xiang Ye, "How can you, an international special police officer, believe these things?"

"We also have a department responsible for this part." But it's not him.

"What's going on?" Duan Jiaoyang is the disciple who has stayed with Xiaoyao Wuming the longest, but even so, he has never seen Xiaoyao Wuming draw amulets with blood.

Xiaoyao Wuming was stared at by the two, and said lightly, "Just... just draw for fun."

"Master!" It's no wonder Duan Jiaoyang believed him.

Xiang Ye sat down on the side, and his face became serious, "Master, Senior Sister hurried back to the mountain this time, and I have something to ask you for advice."

Xiaoyao Wuming looked at these two disciples who were staring at him, and suddenly felt a little worried, "Just..."

"Seriously." Duan Jiaoyang didn't want to hear nonsense.

"Someone should be doing something to you." Xiaoyao Wuming actually didn't do any research on these things. Let things take their course. These four words are not only his education for his disciples, but also his own philosophy of life.

Each of his disciples is outstanding in every field, which already makes him very satisfied. As for his mantle...

He has never felt that he needs anyone to inherit, so he has never taught his disciples about this kind of ability.

He wouldn't have any regrets at the end of his generation, but he didn't expect that things would not be as perfect as he thought after all.

"How?" Duan Jiaoyang frowned when he heard these two words.

"Jiaoyang, has something happened to you recently?"

"Master, have you met Master Shan?" Duan Jiaoyang didn't answer Xiaoyao Wuming's question, but asked back.

"Who is Master Liaoshan?" Xiang Ye was in a foreign country before, so he didn't know about it at all.

Xiaoyao Wuming stood up.

"Master..."

"Wait for me." Xiaoyao Wuming went to his study, and when he came out again, he had a scroll painting in his hand.

Duan Jiaoyang saw it, yes!She said that she had seen the inscription at Master's place.

Xiang Ye looked at this... very abstract traditional Chinese painting, um, the painting is quite casual, to be honest, he couldn't appreciate it.

But Xiaoyao Wuming looked at this painting very seriously, "This is a painting by my teacher... decades ago."

Xiang Ye blinked, "Master, you old man...haven't painted in these years?" Because in his impression, he has never seen his old master paint.

"Cough." Xiaoyao Wuming coughed softly, avoiding the topic.

"Shan, as you said, was my former junior." Xiaoyao Wuming looked at Duan Jiaoyang, "It's been decades since we met."

Duan Jiaoyang wasn't too surprised. After confirming the signing of Master Shan's calligraphy and painting, she knew that Master Shan and Master would more or less overlap.

"He has passed away, right?" Xiaoyao Wuming rolled up the scroll, with a sad expression on his face.

Duan Jiaoyang nodded, "Yes, Master Liaoshan passed away a few days ago."

"Master is right, there are some predestined things that cannot be changed no matter what." Xiaoyao Wuming sighed softly, looked at Duan Jiaoyang, "What do you want to ask, just ask."

This question went straight to the time when the stars hung in the sky.

From the past life to the present life, from Xiaoyao Wuming and Mr. Duan to the Rong family...

Xiaoyao Wuming answered everything Duan Jiaoyang asked.

And Xiang Ye listened carefully to the conversation between Duan Jiaoyang and Xiaoyao Wuming like an audience during the whole process.

The night is as cool as water, and the autumn night is in the mountains again, and there will be mountain fog.

Duan Jiaoyang thinks that she is also a very open-minded person, able to tolerate and accept many things, but Xiaoyao Wuming's words still make her feel a little incredible.

"Will... such a thing really happen?" Duan Jiaoyang looked at Xiaoyao Wuming and said.

Xiaoyao Wuming shook his head, "I don't know, but your master told me that I am here to wait for you predestined people."

I also thought it was ridiculous, so I wandered outside when I was young, but after all, everything in the world is moving towards the predetermined result.

He finally returned to Wuming Mountain, met Duan Jiaoyang, raised Duan Jiaoyang...

His other male disciples appeared one after another.

Xiaoyao Wuming looked at Duan Jiaoyang, "I have done my best as a teacher."

Duan Jiaoyang stood up, and earnestly thanked the teacher, "Master loves you, and the sun can't repay you."

"Go, when all the love affairs are over, you will have your own real choice."

"Master." Duan Jiaoyang asked seriously, "Am I not destined to become a monk?"

"Yes or no, this is your practice. As a teacher, it's still the same sentence, let nature take its course." Xiaoyao Wuming said.

If you want to become a monk, you can become a monk by not dressing up as a monk.

Duan Jiaoyang got up and went back to the room. Xiang Ye, who had been silent all this time, exposed Xiaoyao's nameless words after Duan Jiaoyang left, "Master has long known about the marriage contract between senior sister and Rong's family, right?"

(End of this chapter)