Chapter 109 Rain falls on rouge and tears, pear blossoms play with begonia (33)

Author: melon crisp

"We really didn't mean it..." The boss reached out and tugged at the hem of Ci Ci's clothes.

"oh."

Song Ci looked at him coldly, then looked at the five people hiding outside the door who poked their heads out to see their situation.

"Have you been robbing people here?"

The boss immediately explained: "We just scare them, we never hurt anyone!"

"Yes, we have always been chivalrous and righteous!"

“Robbing the rich and giving to the poor!”

The three thin greyhound men in front jumped forward and struck a pose.

The two bearded men at the back, one with an orchid finger raised, the other with a knife, stood behind with his hands folded across his chest, and pinned a red flower that he had plucked from somewhere to his ears.

Song Ci's eyelids twitched, and she stretched out her hand to press them down, not looking at these strange things.

"Are you their boss?"

"Yes, because my surname is the eldest in my family, my dad gave me this name specially!"

The boss looked at Song Ci excitedly, as if asking: Isn't it very meaningful?

Song Ci thought.

My child, your father is not serious. If you are serious, it’s your fault.

"Are you sure you are... robbing the rich and giving to the poor, acting as a hero?"

The boss scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's not like what you saw. It was an accident this time."

"Yes, unexpected!"

The five people behind said in unison.

The boss immediately stood on tiptoes with tears in his eyes and tugged on Song Ci's sleeves: "We just saw you guys coming in a carriage, and since you are from outside, we thought that since you are here, you must have some money, and then..."

"I'm sorry, master!"

"We're sorry, master!"

"Master wow!"

The few people behind him, along with the boss, were about to kowtow and kneel before Dong Qi's body lying on the bed.

Those who didn’t know this so loudly thought he recognized his son.

When Song Ci saw that the child was crying so hard that his nose was dripping onto his sleeves, his pupils shrank suddenly and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Swing your sleeves and move your back legs several steps.

He glanced at the snot that fell on the ground and immediately looked away.

If he hadn't maintained his character, he would have really started to curse.

Take a deep breath.

Pushing aside the child who was once again entangled with him: "How old are you?"

"I'm twenty-eight years old!" The boss raised his chin proudly.

Song Ci looked him over. This little boy less than three feet tall... nodded.

He is already sixteen years old. Not only has he not grown any better during this time, but it seems that his brain has also grown.

Song Ci lowered her eyelashes, hiding the color in her eyes, and suddenly said: "Do you want to learn Kung Fu from Dong Qi?"

"Yes, yes!"

The boss looked at Song Ci with wide eyes and excitement.

"We want it too!"

The five people at the back appeared behind the boss and watched with open eyes as Song Ci threw little stars at him.

"Let me tell you one thing, his kung fu was actually taught by me."

Song Ci cleared her throat, stood up and walked outside. Even the floating hem of her clothes was filled with a cool air.

Especially the pair of charming eyes, with a casual glance, the fairy spirit comes out in an instant.

"Of course, these are my family's unique skills and are not easily passed on to others, but if you want to learn them, I can consider whether to teach you."

"Learn, learn, learn...!"

"We have to learn!"

The six people rushed to Song Ci.

The orchid-fingered man at the back did not squeeze in and was biting the pink handkerchief he had pulled out from nowhere.

"Since you so sincerely want to learn kung fu, I will teach you first."

Song Ci pointed at the endless mountains behind: "If you don't see that mountain behind, you have to climb the mountain first if you want to learn Kung Fu well. If you climb five round trips today, you can reach the entry level."

"Really?!"

The boss looked at Song Ci with excitement.

The boy's strange eyes looked at him indifferently, coupled with his cold temperament.

It's like a Taoist immortal.

"What, you don't believe it?"

"Have you forgotten how my apprentice defeated you?"

Recalling the experience of Dong Qi knocking them down with one punch, the flame of desire to learn kung fu that had been extinguished by looking at the towering mountains started to burn again.

"Believe, believe!"

"Master, let's go now!"

Song Ci narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

Looking at the six people sharpening their knives towards the mountains, he nodded: "Go ahead, remember not to be sneaky when practicing, and you must complete the entire journey."

The six bosses listened to Song Ci's connotative words.

I am even more convinced that he is a powerful master!

Such an instantly powerful person is actually willing to teach them...

I was thinking crazily in my mind about how great my master was.

I was so moved that I shed tears.

"These are today's tasks. Only when they are completed can we proceed to the next move. I believe you have the talent to learn martial arts. Don't let me down."

Song Ciyu looked at them seriously, Daozhen looked like a good master.

"Okay, we will definitely not let Master down!"

Really good at talking.

Song Ci watched the six people leaving and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

He looked at a pack of herbs on the table and sighed.

"If I had known, I would have asked them to prepare the medicine before leaving."

evening.

Song Ci boiled the medicine and brought it in and put it on the table nearby.

The room was filled with a strong, bitter herbal smell.

Use a soaked towel to wipe away the blood on his chin and side face.

Looking at the man's pale lips and raised eyebrows, she reached out to help him smooth them.

By the time the boss and others came back, it was already noon on the second day, and all six of them collapsed on the ground.

"Master, we, we have finished climbing..."

Song Ci looked at them and walked towards the room with the soup in hand without stopping.

"You didn't finish it in one day. It seems you haven't finished it yet."

"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed. It seems you don't have the qualifications to practice."

The boss shouted feebly: "Master, don't be disappointed, we are just warming up and waiting for us to continue tomorrow. We will definitely complete the task!"

After the boss finished speaking, he lay on the ground without raising his head.

Song Ci said with satisfaction: "You are truly the most serious disciples I have ever taught."

The six of them waited for Song Ci to enter the back room and lay their bodies on the ground.

Forget it, if you don’t go back to bed, just sleep on the floor...

Aren't the heroes in the painting books all made of the sky and the earth as their bed?
Chapter completed!