Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

The closest scenery in Sand City is an exquisite and beautiful girl in front, followed by the young master of the Wu family, and followed by several men in black dressed like a "Christmas tree" hung with things.

Wu Xie: "Xiaohua, what are you looking for?"

Xiaohua walked and looked, and from time to time she would stop and stay for a while at the stalls or in front of the shops.

"I'm not looking for anything, just looking around."

Xiaohua felt a little disgusted when she saw Wu Xie dancing around. She had never seen any rich family raising children like this, except for some people who became rich suddenly.

"Xiaohua, what's so good about this place? I'll take you to my uncle's place. He has a lot of good things there."

Xiaohua stopped and looked Wu Xie up and down. Although she was smiling, that look made Wu Xie feel uneasy.

"Okay! Then let's go to your Third Uncle's place. I also want to see what good things your Third Uncle has that are worthy of your praise."

Wu Xie was protected by his family and had never been exposed to any evil tricks. Xiao Hua had been with his father since he was a child, and sometimes he was taken to some drinking parties. Although nothing happened at the time, his father and master later told him some precautions and unspoken rules at the drinking parties. So it was normal for Wu Xie, a newbie, not to understand what Xiao Hua said.

After Wu Xie received Xiaohua's reply, he immediately became excited. He jumped three feet high and led the way, heading straight to his third uncle's shop.

Some people hiding in the dark didn't know what to say when they saw Wu Xie's actions. If they said he was smart, he led people to his third uncle's stolen goods den. If they said he was not smart, he was able to establish a relationship with Xie Yuchen, Hua Yu's adopted son.

Wu Xie brought Xiaohua to Wu Sansheng's shop. It happened that Wu Sanye was not in the shop. Only a man with a scar on his face was watching the shop.

"Pan Zi, where is my third uncle?"

"Young Master San, who is this?" Pan Zi turned around and saw his own Young Master San came into the store with an unfamiliar child and four or five martial artists following behind him.

Pan Zi's face changed and then returned to normal, but as he was also a familiar customer, he was wary of those people. However, when he saw that only one of them came in with the very beautiful child, he relaxed a little.

"Uncle Pan Zi, you haven't answered me yet. Where is my third uncle? Where is he looking for good stuff again?" Wu Xie trouser leg trousered over.

"Ah! What little Third Master? I was a little distracted just now. The child you brought here looks pretty, so I lost my focus for a moment."

"Uncle Panzi, I've asked you several times, has my Third Uncle found something good and not told me?"

Wu Xie folded his arms angrily and looked at Pan Zi like a little adult.

"Oh, yes, Master San heard that a village in the countryside was going to be demolished, so he took people to Taobao."

"So what good stuff will Third Uncle bring back this time? A porcelain vase? Or huanghuali? Or books, calligraphy, or paintings?" After hearing this, Wu Xie couldn't sit still any longer and pulled Pan Zi to rush outside.

"Master San, your friend?"

Pan Zi stopped Wu Xie who was about to go out and pointed at the small flower that had started to grow without him noticing.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you."

Wu Xie then remembered that he had brought Xiaohua here with him, but he had forgotten about it when he heard that his uncle had found something good again.

"Panzi, this is Xie Yuchen, the grandson of grandfather Xie and a cousin of the Wu family. He also learned to sing opera from Grandpa Hong, who gave him the name Jie Yuhua."

"So you are the young master of the Xie family. Pan Zi was very rude just now. Please forgive me, Young Master Xie."

Pan Zi is Wu Sansheng's confidant and also knows the nine gates of Sand City.

"It's okay, he's not someone that important."

Xiaohua looked back at Pan Zi, took a casual glance at him, and then turned back to look at the things on the antique display shelf, as if the person was not as interesting as the antiques on the antique display shelf.

"Uncle Panzi, don't mind it. Xiaohua is spoiled at home. Sometimes I just ignore him."

Wu Xie was worried that Pan Zi would feel uncomfortable.

"Young Master Third, I don't mind. Before I followed the Third Master, I had seen all kinds of people. I've seen people who were even worse than Young Master Xie. Compared with them, Young Master Xie is considered better." Pan Zi said with a hint of meaning as he glanced at Xiaohua who was turning over there, but when he looked away the next moment, he met the meaningful look of the martial artist who was following him.

Pan Zi's heart skipped a beat, but then he thought, how could a child know what he was saying? Didn't he see that his third master didn't understand.

"Uncle Liu, there are a few things that look pretty good, they all come from the same place, but."

The person following Xiaohua showed his first smile since entering the store, "If the young master thinks something is good, it must be an extraordinary item."

"Uncle Liu, please listen to me!"

"Okay, okay, young master, what's wrong with these things?"

Pan Zi heard every word of the conversation between the master and servant. His ears were slightly wet. After all, he knew best where the things here came from. Only Wu Xie believed it and thought that the things here were collected from the countryside.

"But I always smell something, a bit stinky, and I don't know if it's real."

When Xiaohua talked about the taste again, she looked at Pan Zi, who was standing straight and stiff, with a half-smile.

"Can you tell me why these things collected from the countryside should be clean? Why do they have a smell?"

Before Pan Zi could come up with any idea, a handsome young man walked in.

"Master Xie, if you want to know, why don't you just ask me? Why are you making things difficult for my people?"

"Third Master/Third Uncle." Pan Zi and Wu Xie looked at the person who walked in, one with a trembling voice and the other with an excited voice.

"Wu Sansheng."

Xiaohua is a little bully in Yanjing, it is impossible for her to humble herself when she goes to other places, so she just calls the visitor by his name.

"Young Master, Master Zhang and Master sent a letter saying they will be back in a few days."

Wu Sansheng frowned slightly and looked at Xiaohua who called him by his full name. He wanted to say "one, two", but before he could say anything, a person ran in from the door. When he passed by him, he looked at him as if he was a dead person.

"Really? Little Dad and Father are coming back soon, so let's go back to Master!"

When Xiaohua heard the news that her little father and the others were coming back, she was so excited that she was at a loss. She no longer paid any attention to the uncle and nephew of the Wu family, and left the shop of the third son of the Wu family without saying goodbye.

"Xiaohua! Xiaohua! Xiaohua!" Wu Xie shouted repeatedly but Xiaohua didn't even look back at him.

Wu Sansheng looked at Wu Xie's worthless appearance and felt very disappointed. He raised his hand and hit him with a chestnut.

"Uncle San, what are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Look at you, you look so worthless that no one wants to bother with you."

Wu Xie stared at Xiaohua's receding back.

In the next few days, I went to Hong's house to look for Xiaohua, but he said he was busy. When I heard the next news, Xiaohua had already boarded the train with Grandpa Hong and returned to Yanjing.