World Traveler

After returning to the inn, he woke up Tang Moling who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, asked the waiter for a basin of hot water, picked up a towel and started to wipe her face.

After all this trouble, Tang Moling became much more sober.

"Can we still have lunch now, or should we go to Tangmen and eat there?"

"Yawn~"

After getting out of bed, Tang Moling yawned first, then thought about it carefully, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face.

"Let's go to the back mountain of Tang Sect to eat!"

"Grilled fish?"

"Ok!"

"Okay, let's go."

………………

I selected a few treasures from the storage space as gifts for the visitor. Although they are not particularly expensive, they are rare items.

However, just as he arrived at the gate of Tang Clan, he heard a shout coming from the door.

"Eh? Isn't this Mo Ling? I heard you're married, aren't you? So, are you visiting your parents today?"

At the gate, an old woman with white hair and a wooden stick in her hand stood at the door, looking at Yanan and Tang Moling with some surprise.

After seeing the old woman's face clearly, Tang Moling hid behind Yanan and called out softly.

"Master Aunt..."

When she heard Tang Moling's address, the old woman's face lit up with joy. She acted like an elder, ready to give her a lecture when she had nothing to do.

Yanan intervened and pulled Tang Moling into the Tang Sect, treating her as if she were air and not even looking at her.

The old woman raised her hand, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, but since she didn't know Yanan's background, she naturally didn't dare to act recklessly. She could only curse in her heart that this boy was so rude and had no respect for the elderly.

The old woman felt a sense of familiarity as she watched Yanan walk into the Tang Clan, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that she had never seen him before.

It’s weird.

Yanan also knew this old woman, but he simply didn't want to pay any attention to her.

The old woman's name was Tang Xiaolou, and in terms of seniority, she was the head master's senior sister.

However, her martial arts skills were mediocre, at best second-rate, but she had been in charge of the Tang Clan's account books before the third junior brother came.

After more than twenty years of hard work, it was only after the arrival of my third junior brother Tang Sheng that things got better. Finally, when she was in her forties, she found a family and got married.

But he has made great contributions to the Tang Sect. After all, he has been in the Tang Sect for so many years and has wasted his youth.

but!Here comes the point!

Although this girl is not a bad person, she just likes to nag you for your own good. If you dare to say something back, she will get angry like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

At that time, Yanan's mentality was not as calm as it is now. He was more Buddhist. As long as she started to poke him, he would immediately take out his "Zuan Secret Records" and "Tieba Selections" to argue with her to his heart's content.

Young Yanan didn't think too much about it, there was only one word in his mind.

Cool!

She sprayed me, so I had to spray back, and double the spray.

Yanan always won. Although there was punishment every time, it was not very severe for the sake of his master's wife.

In the end, Tang Xiaolou realized his own weakness, and every time he saw Yanan, he didn't say a word, and didn't even dare to mock him in a low voice.

I can only say that they are not bad people, but their personalities are simply incompatible.

Now, looking at her attitude, I know that her habit of pointing fingers has not changed.

Unfortunately, Yanan changed. Even if he could ignore the image of Kongtong Palm Sect, he still had to give face to his master.

"Alas, time really does smooth out a person's edges..."

Holding Tang Moling's hand, as soon as he walked into the Tang Sect, he saw several Tang Sect disciples standing at the door with grim expressions, as if there was a funeral at home.

It was only after he saw the two figures walking in that his mood changed. At first he was confused, and then the funeral at home seemed to turn into a happy one.

"Little junior sister!?"

"Why are you back?"

The leading disciple looked past Yanan and saw Tang Moling following behind him.

After all, Tang Moling is the jewel in the crown, the junior sister and the mascot of the entire Tang Clan, so when you see her, your mood will involuntarily improve.

"Senior Brother Tang Quan."

Tang Moling, who was behind him, saw the familiar senior brother and politely stood up to say hello.

However, Yanan's focus was not here. Instead, he was a little curious about their dejected behavior just now.

"What happened to you guys just now? Why are you all so dejected?"

"Um...are you...Senior Brother Yanan?"

As an old disciple, Tang Quan had seen Yanan as a child before. Seeing Tang Moling being so close to him, he also thought of his identity.

"Well, what were you just doing?"

Bringing up the previous question again, Tang Quan sighed and explained.

"Just now, the headmaster received a letter via carrier pigeon saying that the eldest sister-in-law is going back to her parents' home to visit relatives, so they asked us to receive her."

"Master Aunt is a very proud person, so I called a few junior brothers to stand at the door for a while, which can be regarded as supporting the occasion."

After all, the master aunt comes back every once in a while, and if she feels a little uncomfortable, she will make a fuss for a whole day.

Relying on her status as an elder, no one could give her any advice. Sometimes, she would just mess with all the disciples of the Tang Sect.

So, up to now, naturally no disciple likes this senior lady anymore.

Yanan understood this and nodded at the few people.

"Come on, you guys. I saw her when I walked in just now, but she didn't seem to recognize me."

When they heard that the master lady had arrived at the door, their faces fell again.

"what……"

Tang Quan seemed to have thought of something, smiled, and added something to Yanan.

"Haha~ If she recognized Senior Brother Yanan, she would probably faint from anger."

"Okay, let's stop talking for now. I'm going to take Mo Ling to visit Master first."

"Goodbye, Senior Brother Tang Quan."

"Haha, see you too, Junior Sister."

He waved his hand, said goodbye to them, and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation with Tang Moling.

Tang Zhongling, who was reading classics in the Yangxin Palace, was a little surprised by Yanan's visit. However, when he saw that his daughter had also come back, a smile appeared on his face.

He still respected his master and father-in-law Yanan very much. At least when they met this time, Tang Zhongling felt more relieved when he saw that Yanan was no longer as frivolous as he was when he was a child.

Nan'er already looks a bit like a Kongtong Palm Sect member...

During this period, Yanan also asked for wisdom from his elders, and Tang Zhongling passed on his knowledge to him without reservation.

After chatting for a while, feeling that they were almost warmed up, Yanan picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and spoke slowly.

"Then... Master, what do you think a hero is?"