Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Looking at the noisy and excited crowd who heard the Cangxing Gate, Wei Canglan was about to turn around and leave without saying a word.

As a result, Tang Canxi, who was heartless and still immersed in everyone's boast, immediately ran over to claim the credit when Wei Canglan turned around, raised her head and said:

"Master, how is Canxi doing?"

Master?

Wei Canglan?
This time, it immediately attracted the attention of the people around!

Originally, the common people were curious about this kind of monk who came and went without a shadow. This time, they happened to meet the legendary peerless master. They immediately widened their eyes and rushed towards Wei Canglan and Tang Canxi.

"Hey, are you really that Wei Canglan? Wow, you look so handsome!"

"Hey, I noticed you just now, so you are really the same as the rumors, like a girl!"

"Master, Master, please give me your autograph! Just write it on the clothes on my chest!"

"Go, go, go! Come, come, master, my shop is right next to you, please come inside, eat whatever you want! It's enough! You just need to speak for my shop!"

"Want to make money and want to go crazy? Master Wei Canglan, please don't talk to him! You'd better come to my Zuixian Tower to play! There are countless beauties inside!"

"Eh? Why are you leaving?"

"Other things, give me an autograph!"

Faced with such enthusiastic and almost crazy crowd, Wei Canglan didn't want to stay for a second, pulled Tang Canxi, picked up Wei Xiaohua under his arm, and walked forward.

"Excuse me!"

As he spoke, his legs spun rapidly along with the wheels.

Taking advantage of the crowds, he slipped away.

After turning left and right for a while, he rushed out from the crowd, followed Chen Yu's pace, and walked towards a bun shop in the distance.

Finally, after getting rid of the crowd, Wei Canglan lowered his head and glanced at the little flower under his arm. It was known that someone had pulled off a bunch of hair. At this time, he was tearfully licking, and a pair of dog eyes looked at Xiaohua with aggrieved eyes. he.

"Xiao Hua, it's not my fault."

After speaking, Wei Canglan looked at Tang Canxi helplessly.

The girl immediately smiled, made a face and hid behind Chen Yu.

Wei Canglan sighed slightly, put down the little flower, came to the steamed stuffed bun shop and sat down, then looked at the grandpa and grandson who followed him at a loss, and said:
"Both, it looks like you haven't had breakfast yet? Sit down."

The old man immediately showed a look of sincerity and fear, waved his hands again and again and said:
"Immortal, you must..."

"I have been taken care of by your disciple just now, and now I want to treat you again, I am really ashamed..."

The little girl also refused, but her eyes couldn't stop looking at the steaming steamed stuffed bun.

Wei Canglan asked the two ladies to sit down as well, and said to the old man:

"You don't have to eat, but you can't starve the child, right? The little girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, and it's time for her growth."

"This……"

Unexpectedly, the little girl sat down directly in front of Wei Canglan, took out a delicately mended purse from her pocket, opened it, counted the scattered copper coins inside, and said to grandpa:

"Grandpa, sit down, I still have some money...a meal of steamed stuffed buns, enough..."

"Ugh……"

The old man sat down awkwardly.

He still can't imagine or understand why he encountered such an accident this morning and was considered a threat.

Inexplicably, he was rescued by the immortal and his disciples.

He has lived his whole life, and nothing strange happened to him this morning.

The more Wei Canglan looked at the little girl, the more weird he felt, so he asked directly:
"Little girl, how old are you this year?"

"14 years old!"

The little girl was a little scared, but she still dared to answer.

Her pair of eyes seemed to be hiding the entire night sky, and she dodged Wei Canglan's gaze, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity, and she kept glancing at Wei Canglan's exquisite face.

"Immortal, you are so beautiful..."

The little girl didn't have so many thoughts, she just said what was on her mind.

Wei Canglan couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yu and Tang Canxi next to her couldn't help laughing.

Master, how many times have you been told that you look good?
I can't remember.

"Sauerkraut, don't be rude!"

The old man scolded, afraid that his impolite granddaughter would annoy Wei Canglan.

But Wei Canglan just waved his hands, a little puzzled and said:
"Old man, how can such a handsome and smart girl be called pickled cabbage?"

The old man looked a little embarrassed, touched his old face, and said truthfully:

"Hey, a child from a poor family is easy to support because of her name... She was also born good-looking, and she was different from ordinary people. Like the rich man today, he missed sauerkraut once or twice... That's why I called her that way since I was a child. Others thought she was a boy..."

"Unfortunately, the older the child is, the harder it is to cover up..."

"It's a sin for people like us to be good-looking..."

Wei Canglan nodded, approving of the old man's actions.

This is his simple wisdom.

It's a pity that it can be concealed for a while, but not forever.

Thinking about it, Wei Canglan looked at the little girl again, and smiled gently:
"Then what's your real name?"

The little girl looked at her grandfather, then at Wei Canglan, lowered her head and said with a slightly red face:

"In the case of an immortal, my name is Meihua..."

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone... Plum blossoms, what a good name."

Chen Yu and Tang Canxi watched the master chatting with the little girl, and both felt that the master was extremely patient and friendly.

Does Master like children very much?
The kid is 14 years old and not too young.

Master, do you also want children?
Want to give it to your daughter?
Tang Canxi speculated in her heart.

But Chen Yu lamented that behind the master's true cultural heritage, he exported poems and essays that he had never heard of.

Amazing!
At this time, the shopkeeper came up with buns.

As soon as the little girl saw it, she wanted to reach out and grab it.

But her grandfather frowned:
"Sauerkraut, let the immortal move the chopsticks first!"

Wei Canglan waved his hand:

"It's okay, I've already eaten."

As he spoke, he took the chopsticks again, handed them to the little girl, and said patiently:
"The steamed stuffed bun must be very hot just after I brought it, so I'd better use chopsticks."

"Thank you Immortal! Disciple knows!"

"disciple?"

Wei Canglan couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yu and Tang Canxi were also taken aback.

How did this little girl become a master's disciple?
"Sauerkraut, what are you talking about?"

The old man was terrified all over.

My granddaughter was born better than ordinary children, but how could she become Wei Canglan's disciple?
He is the master of Cangxingmen, a high and mighty existence.

He is even much higher than the dignitaries in the city.

My granddaughter doesn't know the etiquette, so I can't offend her!
But Wei Canglan didn't put on airs at all, he always felt that this little girl gave people a different feeling.

Very strange.

So he joked:
"Why do you call yourself a disciple?"

The little girl rolled her big eyes slowly, and replied timidly:
"Listen, listen... Occasionally listen to those storytellers... When talking to immortals, you have to call yourself a disciple..."