The little junior sister started acting like a monster again!

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Wen Musheng had just been taken away by the leader of the Xianyi Sect.

Feng Feng was staring at his back like a poisonous snake. He wanted to trip him up again but he could only watch him step onto the sect leader's spirit boat.

Wen Musheng, I can't do anything to you, but is there anything I can do to them?

His eyes were fixed on Duan Ming and Wen Muyan who were saying goodbye to Wen Musheng. One was his uncle and the other was his younger brother. Wouldn't it be better if Wen Musheng left now?

As I thought about it, my eyes softened. I should cherish this last warm moment. I don’t know whether I will see a living person or bones next time.

Wen Musheng was half happy and half worried. His uncle kept patting him on the shoulder and telling him to practice well. No matter how strong he became, he should not forget where he came from and should not take any crooked paths.

Wen Musheng agreed to all of his requests. Wen Muyan looked at his idol and secretly vowed in his heart that he would become the same person as him. At this time, he looked at his brother with admiration.

"Brother, don't worry. Even if you leave, I'm still here at home. I will definitely become a man and protect our home like you did. I will never let anyone bully my uncle!"

Wen Musheng lovingly rubbed his hair twice. His younger brother had grown well in the past few years and had grown to his waist. After the accident, his younger brother suddenly grew up. He no longer cried or made a fuss, and he no longer pestered Wen Musheng to play games with his brother. At home, he would take on things that he could do.

Thinking of this, he felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart: "You kid, you are the pillar of the family now. Take good care of your uncle and yourself, understand?"

Wen Muyan nodded and replied proudly, "Don't worry, brother. I can do all the housework now, so I won't cause trouble for my uncle. I will definitely see the day when you ascend to heaven. When that time comes, you must leave me all the magic tools and spirit stones that you don't need."

This caused his uncle and brother to laugh: "Hahaha! Your brother hasn't even ascended yet, and you're already eyeing his pocket."

Wen Muyan pretended to think deeply: "Uncle, you don't know, my brother has a natural spiritual root, so his future is very bright. I have to follow my brother's buttocks to have meat to eat!"

Wen Musheng tapped his head lightly, knowing that he was just being sarcastic: "Okay, okay, you are quite good at thinking long-term."

The three of them chatted briefly. Wen Musheng saw that it was almost time and his master was still waiting for him on the spirit boat.

Wen Musheng noticed that Feng Feng's eyes never left them as he waved goodbye, so he was careful and asked them to keep the amulet he had prepared before leaving.

He warned worriedly, "You must wear this amulet around your neck. Never take it off at any time. It can protect your life in a critical moment."

His uncle knew what he was worried about. Ever since he started practicing and successfully drew Qi into the Qi Refining stage, many people who had bullied their family in the past were scared away by Wen Musheng, and every time they fled before he could use his spiritual power.

Their family therefore spent a few years in peace. Now that Wen Musheng was going to become a direct disciple of one of the six major sects, he certainly wouldn't be able to go home often.

In order not to make him worry, his uncle and younger brother put on the amulet in front of him and promised that they would not put the amulet aside, even if they went to the fields or to the toilet.

Wen Musheng nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave with his master.

When Wen Muyan and his uncle came to their senses, the people around them had already dispersed, as if nothing major had happened in Guxiang Town, as if Wen Musheng had never appeared in Guxiang Town.

They were not surprised. The two of them walked home side by side and prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes that night to celebrate Wen Musheng becoming a personal disciple. They didn't care whether anyone came to their house to congratulate them or not.

Halfway through the meal, someone knocked on the door. Wen Muyan stood up and opened the door. He was a little surprised to see who was coming: "Mayor...?"

Feng Feng looked at his slightly stiff face, ignored his surprised look, and walked into the house generously: "What? You don't welcome me?"

With a bright smile, he looked at the dishes on the table: "Fish, braised pork, pork, egg soup... there are quite a lot of meat dishes. Why? Is it to celebrate Brother Mu Sheng's joining the Xianyi Sect and becoming the Sect Master's eldest disciple?"

Wen Muyan smiled and didn't take the initiative to answer him. His uncle just said a few polite words: "Mayor, you are joking. Sheng'er was lucky to be selected. How his life will go depends on him."

He believed from the beginning to the end that Sheng'er would not let him down.

Feng Feng laughed heartily twice: "Don't be so modest. Brother Mu Sheng was chosen because of his own ability. Besides, when he ascends, it will be an honor for our Guxiang Town."

Recalling the past: "In our Guxiang Town, let alone ascending to heaven, no one has ever been selected by the six major sects. Most people who leave Guxiang Town are independent cultivators. They fight hard to make a way out on their own, and even if they fight to the death, they may not be able to make it."

Wen Muyan spoke uncomfortably: "Mayor, is there something you want to visit me for tonight?" He didn't believe that Feng Feng came to congratulate him, not to mention that he was the one who had done the most harm to their family in the past.

Although he treated them doubly well after becoming the mayor, so well that they all thought Feng Feng had a fever and his brain was burned out, Feng Feng kept saying that it was to make up for the ridiculous mistakes he had made in the past.

Wen Muyan still couldn't adapt to his arrival and felt uncomfortable all over. She wanted to kick him out of the house, but she was afraid of being criticized and it would be difficult to save the situation.

My uncle treated everyone as a guest and asked him to sit down: "Since the mayor has given us face and come here so late to congratulate us, why don't you stay and have a meal with us? I hope you won't mind."

Wen Muyan cooperated and added another set of bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of Feng Feng.

Smiling on the face but crying in the heart, my happy mood tonight was ruined.

I don’t know when Feng Feng became so talkative. He chatted with my uncle back and forth, and my uncle could pick up on all kinds of topics. No matter whether there was hidden meaning in the words or not, he could easily decipher it.

Feng Feng was chatting when he suddenly slapped the back of his head: "Look at me, I've been chatting with you all until almost dawn. I'm wasting time. I'm leaving now. I'll be going to Old Jian's house in an hour. Old Jian's wife has been in poor health since she fell ill. I bought some medicine from the pharmacy in town a few days ago and I have to deliver it to their house later."

As he was leaving, he remembered something and retracted his left foot that was about to step out of the Wen family.

Wen Mu, their uncle, had wanted to see him off, but when he saw he wasn't leaving, he asked, "What's wrong? Did you forget to bring something?"

Feng Feng took out a square box from the ring on his hand, which was carefully packed, and handed it to Wen Mu with both hands solemnly.

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Before, I was ignorant and always thought you were scoundrels, pretending to be pitiful and wanting to stay in Guxiang Town. After my mother passed away, I finally understood her good intentions. Unfortunately, it's too late. My mother will never see me grow up and become a mature person."

"I sincerely apologize for the mistakes I made. If it weren't for your generosity, I wouldn't have had the chance to correct them. This gift is my apology, and I hope you'll accept it."

He waved goodbye and left: "I'm leaving first. Please don't see me off. Go back to your room and rest. It's cold outside."

Only Wen Mu was left standing there holding the gift box.

Seeing that his uncle had not returned to his room for a long time, Wen Muyan came out to look for him. He saw him standing at the door motionless. He called him twice before Wen Mu came back to his senses.

Wen Muyan asked with concern: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Did Feng Feng say something shameful again?"

Wen Mu shook his head blankly, and then seemed to be talking to himself: "Could it be that Feng Feng really wants to become a good man?"

Wen Muyan scoffed at this statement: "Feng Feng can turn over a new leaf? Humph, I believe that ghosts can stir the pot but I don't believe that he can be kind."

Wen Mu also felt strange, but couldn't figure out why Feng Feng did all this.

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. Let's go to sleep first. When it gets light, we have to go to the morning market to set up a stall to sell vegetables to supplement the family income."

"it is good."

——Fong Feng returned to his room

He picked up the jade slip and contacted someone over there. The moment he put it down, he showed a satisfied smile.