bayedsolid Chapter 281 Let the Luo family brat keep jumping around for a few more days!
Chapter 281 Let the Luo family brat keep jumping around for a few more days!
"Hey, I'll buy these two horses. Name your price."
"Not for sale." Wen Qilin and his son said in unison.
"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't you want to find Jiao Yu? I'll introduce you to someone even more amazing. This Ren Jiao Yu is already washed up. Are you country bumpkins? So ignorant?"
The driver immediately spoke up to stop him, his tone angry, "You brat from the Luo family, stop talking nonsense."
"Oh, did I say something wrong? He's just a washed-up coach. You think you're so great? If you're so capable, come and hit me, hahaha."
Luo family?
Such a sensitive surname, and you encountered it as soon as you arrived in Beijing?
Wenwen immediately lifted the curtain and looked back. She saw several boys surrounding her carriage, with the boy at the front grinning with his mouth wide open.
Meanwhile, her elder brother was glaring angrily at the young man, who was dressed in fine clothes. From her position, she could only see half of the young man's face, which was covered with pockmarks, commonly known as "half-pockmarked face."
Hearing Banmazi's laughter and considering what he had said earlier, Wenwen was furious. She immediately cast a spell to summon a gust of wind. Before Banmazi could react, a few grains of black sand entered his mouth and slid down his throat.
A bystander, a teenager, exclaimed, "Wow, that's really weird. The spring wind just blows without any warning or pattern."
Onlooker B: "Who says otherwise? It's so annoying."
Onlooker C: "Hey, what kind of weird trend is this? Why did it suddenly start?"
Ding, a boy who was watching, asked, "Luo Er, are you alright?"
Young Ding, seeing Banmazi suddenly clutching his stomach, asked with concern.
At this moment, Luo Er, the half-masked man, felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak or move his feet. The next second, the pain in his stomach reached its peak, and then everyone heard a loud and embarrassing sound, accompanied by a foul stench.
The sound came from behind Luo Er, and a foul stench also wafted from behind him.
Those who had been watching from behind Luo Er, namely A, B, C, and D, became direct victims of the poison gas.
"Hmm, what's that smell?"
"It stinks! Ugh!"
"Luo Er, you, you..."
Luo Er felt his stomach instantly relax, and a sticky substance slid down between his legs, dripping onto the ground. The stench was coming from him.
"what--"
A scream escaped Luo Er's lips; the embarrassment he had made was unbearable.
At this moment, Ren Zu'an, who was in the car, instructed the driver: "Old Li, let's go, let's chase the wind ahead."
Chasing the wind?
Wenwen smiled, covering her mouth and giggling. She never expected that her grandfather would have such a refined taste for chasing the wind.
The two carriages quickly moved away from the source of the poison gas.
"Luo Er, why don't you go back and wash up?"
"Luo Er, I...I'm supporting you, vomiting..."
"Luo Er, I'll send someone over."
"No, no need..."
Listening to the half-hearted words of comfort from Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding, Wenwen's anger subsided by half, but she felt sorry for her grandfather. She never expected that even a mere child from the Luo family would dare to mock and criticize her maternal grandfather. It was clear that the turmoil caused by their family had affected her maternal grandfather's family so widely and deeply.
Alas, relatives, we share both glory and loss.
However, I'll let you run wild for a few more days, you brat.
"Grandpa, we've arrived," the coachman, Old Li, announced to the passengers. They had reached the area where Jiaoyu lived.
After getting out of the car, Ren Zu'an instructed, "Old Li, get some good feed for the horses."
"Yes, old man."
Ren Zuan led the three members of the Wen family toward his courtyard, encountering several colleagues along the way.
"Master Ren, are you planning to take on a disciple?"
"No, no, let's investigate first and then discuss it."
"Then you go ahead with your work."
"Hey, hey, see you later."
Soon, the group entered the back hall of the courtyard, and the courtyard gate was closed, blocking the view from the outside.
Wenwen and the others hurriedly formed hand seals and cast spells, stacking multiple layers of defensive, blocking, and soundproofing formations. Ren Zuan was dazzled by their varied hand gestures, and even his voice trembled slightly as he asked, "What are you doing?"
The three quickly finished casting the spell, then removed the disguise spell from themselves, restoring their original appearances.
Only then did he formally pay his respects to his elders.
"father in law."
"Grandfather."
“…Mm.” When Ren Zuan saw the familiar person and heard the familiar voice, tears streamed down his face, and he could only nod, choking back sobs.
When family members meet, tears are inevitable. After everyone calmed down, a short while had passed. Then, we briefly talked about everyone's situation in the northern desert and explained everyone's behavior just now.
Ren Zuan assumed he was a wandering magician and didn't press the matter further.
Wen Qilin carefully chose his words and slowly began, "Father-in-law, we risked our lives to return this time because we have a favor to ask of you."
"We're family, so there's no need to talk about begging or not. Just say it."
Wenwen gave him a heads-up beforehand, "Grandpa, whatever you see or hear later, please don't get excited. Remember, don't get excited."
"it is good."
Time waits for no one. Wenwen took out a stack of neatly organized account books and letters, placed them on the table, and slowly pushed them in front of Ren Zuan. "Grandfather, please take a look."
Ren Zu'an, unsuspecting, picked it up and began to look through it. However, the more he looked, the more his hands trembled, yet the more he wanted to look, scanning the items in front of him at lightning speed. His movements were so fast they seemed to set off sparks. Finally, Ren Zu'an slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "You son of a bitch, I'll beat him to a pulp!"
To force a eloquent writer to suddenly swear, you can imagine how much anger he must have been holding back.
The Luo family has successfully provoked public outrage.
"Qilin, what are your plans? Or what do you need us to do? Just tell me, don't hesitate, I will do my best." Ren Zuan said, his eyes welling up with tears again.
Wenwen checked on her grandfather's health as she got into the car. It was an illness caused by excessive worry. It seemed that her father needed to know about this, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain it to her mother when she got home. Thinking of this, Wenwen spoke first: "Grandfather, haven't you been resting well lately? You look so tired. How is Grandmother's health?"
"...It's fine, don't worry. People get old, so they're bound to have some ailments. It's nothing serious." Ren Zuan waved his hand dismissively.
Wen Qilin also saw the worry in Wen Wen's eyes.
"Father-in-law, let me take a look at you." After Wen Qilin finished speaking, he used his spiritual power to examine Ren Zuan's body.
Perhaps due to different individual understandings, Wen Qilin's healing skills are the most proficient among the whole family. He can heal himself quickly and he is also not slow in healing others.
After examining Ren Zuan's body, Wen Qilin slowly used his spiritual power to help him regulate his meridians until Ren Zuan's complexion was no longer so gloomy, and then he stopped.
They had barely stopped when their divine senses detected someone approaching from outside. The group quickly withdrew the formation and reverted to their disguised appearances.
Just then, a knock came from outside the courtyard.