Old Man's Begging Stick

It is difficult for a monk to become a master.

"Let's not talk about it, let's invite you inside." Shen Liang led Wen Heng and Lian Wushang up the steps.

At this time, a graceful girl came out from the right side of Shipingfeng. The girl walked around the screen with her maid, and when she saw Shen Liang, she bowed gracefully: "I have seen you, Uncle." Shen Liang looked the girl up and down: "Ah Rou's body The spiritual energy is becoming more and more mellow, but the foundation is about to be established.”

The girl responded softly: "Go back to Uncle, yes." The girl was dressed in light blue clothes, standing there like a clear and steady stream of water.Her demeanor is dignified, her words and deeds are measured, and her whole body looks like a lady from everyone.

"Good boy, you have to go out." It was already afternoon, and even Shen Liang felt that it was wrong for the girl to go out, "You are about to get married, so you should pay more attention to rest. If there is anything else, let the servants do it." The girl smiled and said, "Back to my uncle, it was my best friend who invited me to Nanhu Lake to enjoy the river lanterns."

Shen Liang seemed like a majestic and kind elder: "Then play well, and uncle will pick you up later." The girl bowed profusely: "Thank you, uncle."

When the girl walked past Lian Wushang and the others, she bowed slightly to the two of them.When Wen Heng looked over, he happened to see the girl's eyes.

"Master——" Wen Heng saw the girl kneeling in front of him, crying, "Master, I'm not reconciled!" In an instant, Wen Heng's headache was about to split, and his eyes darkened, and he almost fell down.Fortunately, he was supported by a begging stick so he could not fall down, and Wen Heng broke out in a cold sweat.

What a mess he saw again!