C12

Xiao Qi swore in her heart that she would be like Housekeeper Hua in the future. She would grow thick and strong, and she could also grow very fast.

Housekeeper Hua was panting heavily as he ran to the Liu residence's entrance. He was almost out of breath when he saw a slim figure standing at the entrance with his back to the mansion. This was indeed what he remembered.

"Second Master." The butler called out to him after some hesitation.

The Daoist turned around, "Housekeeper Liu, this Penniless Priest has long left the mortal world. You can call me Taoist fanatic."

"Second Master, no, no, no, Taoist Master, please come with me. The Old Master misses you." The steward was on the verge of tears.

Xiao Qi, who had just run out, was flabbergasted as she watched this strange scene. She mustered her courage and walked in front of Housekeeper Hua.

He turned to the Daoist priest and said, "You Taoist, why are you bullying our Housekeeper Hua? The family members are so good, I won't let you in anyway. If anything happens to me, I'll do my best."

"Scram, Taoist Idol deserves to be tidied up. Follow me in, the Old Master really misses you!" The main butler kicked Xiao Qi to the side and glared at her while he was at it.

"Little Hua, this kid is pretty good." The Daoist Priest glanced at the resentful face of Xiao Qi on the ground. In his hand was a tael of silver and a smile appeared on his face.

"What did you call me …" "Yes, yes, yes, I don't know where this child got his good fortune from, to be praised by you, even this little one is happy to see him. Come with me, if the Old Master finds out that I'm chatting with you right in front of the mansion, he might kick me to death."

"How is father?" At this moment, the Daoist Priest's face revealed a trace of worry.

"You'll know when you go and see for yourself. It's inconvenient for me to tell you."

"I wonder if the medicine I brought with me can cure father." The Daoist Priest silently thought in his heart.

After walking around the courtyard for several hundred zhang, he turned left and right. The fake mountains, gardens, and courtyards could be seen everywhere. The wealth of the Liu Clan could be seen in this priceless Whistling Wind City.

The head steward lightly knocked on the main door of the Fragrant Pavilion as an old servant pushed open the door and walked out. When he saw who it was, he immediately lost his composure.

"Uncle He, Uncle He, wake up! Second Master is back!" The head steward gently called out.

As he looked at the Daoist priest in front of him, tears welled up in his eyes, "Second Master, Second Master, he's back, Master."

The old man kneeling in front of the ancestral spirit tablet paused for a moment before shouting, "Unfilial descendant, if you see your ancestor, kneel down!"

The burden on the Daoist Priest's shoulder fell off, and the medicine bottles and clothes scattered all over the ground. He heavily knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Your son is unfilial and cannot always serve your father. I am willing to accept punishment." He raised his head and saw that his head was bleeding. The old servant, watching, really couldn't bear to do so.

This Daoist Priest was originally a second-rate, not yet first-rate, expert. Although he practiced Dao arts, his physical body was already extraordinary. However, this time, the Daoist Priest did not use his internal energy to protect his forehead and was quite sincere.

The old man could not bear to hear these three sounds. He stretched his hand out, and the old servant beside him understood. He quickly helped the old man up from the ground.

The old man looked at the ancient Daoist Priest and felt his heart ache. He quickly used his walking stick to walk in front of the Daoist Priest.

"Second Brother, you've suffered a lot outside. Even if you didn't want to be the Clan Head, you could have just said so and your family wouldn't treat you unfairly. Why do you have to degrade yourself and go to that Green Mountain Temple to be a Daoist?" As he spoke, he shakily helped the Daoist Priest up.

"It's not hard. Father, Master is very good to me. All the fellow apprentices are profound in cultivation, so I can learn a lot from them."

"No matter how nice it is out there, can anyone from home treat you well?"

"No, no, father, master is my family." No, no, father, master is my family. The Daoist priest said as he climbed up from the ground.

"Good, good, good, your master is good. Even after ten years, you still have the same temper as before." The old man pretended to be angry.

"Father, can I ask you a question? Didn't you say in your letter that you were very ill? "Why now?" the Taoist asked weakly.

"I don't know. Don't ask me about this. I didn't say it, but I've never done it." The old man denied it.

The Daoist priest was exasperated and did not know what to say.

"What about Bunny? Is it also a lie? "

"Bunny did die, or at the hands of a little slut." The old man heavily knocked the ground with his cane.

"Oh, I'll take care of it, Father."

"En, Second Brother, you must be tired from the journey so go back to your room first. I will tell you in detail during dinner."

"Yes, father."

"Second Master, follow me. The Old Master in your room had instructed that no one would touch it. He will help you clean it up every day."

"Uncle He, I can find you. Follow me, father. I'll go by myself."

"Alright …"

"..."

One of the soldiers in front of the mayor's mansion looked around, after a while he gritted his teeth, and whispered to the armored soldiers standing in front of the gate with their red tassels in hand.

"Just you wait. Stay here and don't move. Let me report to you. If it's true, young master will not mistreat you."

After hearing this, the military officer was excited. He took out a cloth bag that was about 5 taels of silver from his pocket. Just as he entered the bosom of the imperial guards, he clapped.

"We're all brothers of our own. We don't like this. With this money, it'll be better for you, my son, to buy a few clothes than anything else."

"Big brother, you are such a good person." Looking at the sight before him, tears immediately welled up in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, an old man is still crying, a man doesn't shed tears easily. I don't think the young master wants a soldier who cries. Our final destination can only be a horse skin and a corpse, we die fighting on the battlefield." He patted the shoulder of the military and entered the City Lord's Mansion with his gun.

This was not the same as other rich families. Other families forbade entering the military, while the City Lord's Mansion had this kind of confidence to intimidate small fries. On the other hand, who would be liked by the Young City Lord?

As he entered the army and searched through the memories, he finally found the right direction as he was sweating profusely. The City Lord's Mansion was full of fake mountains, gardens, courtyards and all sorts of things. The only difference was that there were officers training in martial arts everywhere, fighting naked against each other.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his arm and excitedly shouted to Big Sweat, "Big Brother Niu, there's someone below who has a message for Young Master. It's very important."

The old cow pinched his nostrils, "What important matter? You can't tell me. You have to tell me personally."

He rubbed his face as he spoke, pretending to be very happy as he knocked on the door.

"Young master's underlings said that they have important information, we must speak of it in front of you."

"I understand. Scram."