The girl murmured and asked persistently, "Is it worth waiting for such an ungrateful person for 17 years?"
"You don’t understand that my mission in this life is to meet him and know that he loves him and then wait for him …"
"I wish I could see him once and see what kind of person can get the attention of a fairy like Master."
"He ….." A happy smile emerged from the female mouth. "He’s a hypocritical bastard who can make everyone hate his teeth itch, but he can’t help it."
The girl was startled and stared at her master on the spot like a fool.
Are you sure you say that you have been waiting for your lover for 17 years? In the past year, you were famous in the Jianghu and praised as a century-old wizard of Shaolin.
The woman didn’t explain that she took the girl’s hand in a spoiled way and smiled. "I’ll give you a great master’s birthday when I go back to sleep …"
……
The next day, the Jinding Buddhist resort is still quiet, but it is also a little different and happy.
This day is the seventieth birthday of the Emei extinct teacher. The monks won’t do anything about it, but it’s impossible for my brothers to make bowls of birthday noodles and make friends with several sects to congratulate them.
However, there are Shaolin and Wudang people in the past.
When the exterminator was young, he was hot-tempered and didn’t say that cults were the right way. Some of the major sects also made many old grudges.
Ten years ago, Zhou Zhiruo, the new leader, challenged the major sects after his martial arts achievements over the years. Although Shaolin and Wudang didn’t take advantage of anything, several sects leaders were defeated.
Her age was swept by a master of the older generation, and she suddenly became famous as the first person in Mesozoic.
Therefore, the Emei Sect hopes that a rising tide lifts all boats, and there is a potential to compete with Wudang and Shaolin.
At this time, people in the Jianghu found that it had been nearly ten years since Zhu Yuanzhang overthrew the Yuan Dynasty, drove away the Tatars and changed the dynasty, but in Wulin, Shaolin, Wudang and Emei were still the three schools with a long history.
In Jinding Hall, the Emei exterminator is sitting in the first place, and his younger brother’s master, Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Jinding Hall, leads the line behind him.
The left and right columns are the guests from Wudang and Shaolin who come to congratulate him on his birthday.
On the right hand side, Shaolin’s younger brother, the senior monk, is the leader of the circle, while on the left hand side, Wudang’s master, Song Yuanqiao, personally leads!
No matter whether Emei or Shaolin people look at the elegant Song leader, they are slightly surprised. You know, for things like birthdays, it is usually enough to send a younger generation to express their feelings, so it is not necessary to work for him, who is an old leader.
Not surprisingly, he probably didn’t just come to celebrate his birthday.
His side is middle-aged, and Song Qing stands calmly, but his eyes are faintly excited. His eyes look behind the extinct teacher from time to time.
There is a quietly elegant tsing yi Zhou Zhiruo positive color in silence.
Otherwise, after all the greetings are in place, Song Yuanqiao got up and handed over to the extinct teacher. "Teacher Song came here this time and there is another important thing to ask."
"It’s very kind of the head of the Song Dynasty. Please say something." The extinct teacher smiled. Since her proud brother Zhou Zhiruo took charge of Emei Sect and pushed it to a new height, her bad temper seemed to be much better.
Song Yuanqiao coughed and said, "What Song did was to ask him to propose to the head of Zhou Zhiruo Zhou."
When this statement came out, Zhou Zhiruo was shocked behind the extinct teacher. Huo Ran turned to look at Song Qing coldly, and Shaolin and Emei’s younger brother in the hall also cried an uproar like a frying pan.
Several eyes fell on Zhou Zhiruo’s face, but by this time, Zhou’s owner had regained his indifference, and it turned out to be a pair of things.
The extinction teacher noticed the change of his younger brother behind him, but he sighed inexplicably. After a moment of meditation, he said lightly, "The Song leader should know that if I am the leader of Emei, it is impossible to marry Wudang again."
"If you don’t mind, Qing can stay with Zhou Zhangmen in Emei for a long time after marriage!" After saying this sentence, Song Yuanqiao’s face couldn’t help but appear a bit shy. Everyone knows that this kind of behavior is almost the same as adoption, but he has the cheek to make this decision when he thinks that his son has been trapped for more than ten years.
"Even so, do you know that Zhiruo has always been worried about your father?"
"In those days, Qing was reckless in alienating Shaolin, Wudang and Emei, but if you really care about Qing, it would be a big mistake. Besides, the past is gone. This child has not been married for more than ten years, and it is also a sin to repent. Besides, Zhou Zhangmen also knows that even if the foolish monk returns, it is impossible for the two of them not to let it go and achieve another happy karma?"
Poor God’s parents’ heart made Song Yuanqiao blush with shame. If he were not his only son, he would never say these words as if he were begging for them.
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