Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Zhishan looked at Lin Pingzhi, as if looking at a mentally handicapped person.

"Brother Zhishui, have you forgotten? Uncle Xuanku suffered from an old injury, and now he needs someone to take care of him." Zhishan looked at Lin Pingzhi and said.

"Then hurry up and lead the way!"

Lin Pingzhi slapped Zhishan on the head suddenly.

Stop kindness and suffer pain, but dare not fight back.

Who made Lin Pingzhi pretend to be his senior brother now?

"Understood, Senior Brother Zhiyan, why are you hitting me on the head just like Senior Brother Zhishui?"

Zhishan rubbed his head aggrievedly and led the way.

Lin Pingzhi didn't speak.

He didn't know the way to Shaolin Temple.

Someone must lead the way.

Besides, Zhishan looks so easy to bully, so he can only be bullied.

Lin Pingzhi followed Zhishan to a room.

Zhishan was about to knock on the door, but Lin Pingzhi stopped him immediately.

Because he heard the sound of fighting inside.

"Qiao Feng! I shouldn't have taught you martial arts!"

A weak voice came from inside.

Hearing the words, Zhishan was shocked.

He suddenly pushed open the door, but saw a big man slapping Xuan Ku's chest.

Xuan Ku was suddenly sent flying.

"Uncle Xuanku!"

Zhishan shouted hastily.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the big man who injured Xuanku.

Seeing his appearance, he was indeed the same as Qiao Feng.

It seems that he is Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan!

"Humph!"

Xiao Yuanshan let out a cold snort, and went directly to the outside of the house.

Lin Pingzhi deliberately stopped him.

But he was afraid of revealing his identity.

Think about it or forget it.

He also followed Zhishan to Xuanku's side.

Xuan Ku glanced at Zhi Shan, there seemed to be deep meaning in his eyes.

Lin Pingzhi didn't pay attention either.

He just learned to be kind and kept crying.

"Uncle Xuanku, are you alright?" Lin Pingzhi shouted.

With the support of Lin Pingzhi and Zhishan, Xuan Ku continued to sit cross-legged.

"Zhishan, you go and call the abbot and the others."

Xuan Ku said softly.

Hearing Xuan Ku's words, Zhi Shan wiped away his tears and ran to find the abbot and the others.

Lin Pingzhi was at a loss, waiting here for Qiao Feng to come?

He doesn't want to do that.

"Your Majesty pretending to be my Shaolin disciple, what's your business?"

Xuan Ku looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked.

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect Xuan Ku to see that he was pretending.

"Dare to ask Master, how do you know that I am not Zhiyan?" Lin Pingzhi asked doubtfully.

Xuan Ku had a wry smile on his face.

"Zhiyan has always been by my side, and I am extremely familiar with his every move." Xuanku said, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi weakly, "Presumably, Zhiyan has been poisoned by you, right?"

Lin Pingzhi did not deny it.

"To tell you the truth, Master, it is true." Lin Pingzhi replied honestly.

Xuan bitterly showed bitterness.