The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

On the other side, as soon as Hongzhi finished telling his story, the sound in the front yard reached Shang Jing's ears.

By the time he arrived at the front yard, the people had dispersed, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Calling a guard who witnessed what happened, Shang Jing asked what happened.

The guard is still confused:

"Just now a tiger, eh, no, it seemed like a young man in a white robe rushed in with a sword.

Behind him were many people wearing masks. They set off a bunch of messy smoke bombs, little green snakes and so on...

Just, just left. "

Shang Jing rubbed his forehead and said in a cold voice, "Did you throw something away?"

The guard shook his head: "No, it's not lost."

Shang Jing stopped lingering and walked towards the backyard to see if Yan Jiu was awake.

But when he arrived at the room, he found that the bed was empty.

A slight smile appeared on Shang Jing's lips. The air in the room suddenly became condensed, and the potted plants by the window seemed to be turning gray.

At this time, a peach blossom branch came through the window. Seeing this, Shang Jing opened the window.

He asked the little boy sitting on the branch outside the window:

"A Tao, who is visiting our home today?"

A Tao tilted his head, seeming a little aggrieved:

"I don't know. I just saw a white tiger. It seemed to be a shikigami. It was very ferocious. It hurt to kill people.

Several of my branches were cut off by him.

Jiujiu was carried away by a few people, but those people should know Jiujiu and treat Jiujiu very well. "

As he said that, the peach blossoms on Ah Tao's head no longer swayed, but bowed their heads.

A Tao finally couldn't help it. He rubbed his eyes with both hands and cried "Wow".

He hadn't been beaten in a long, long time.

Shang Jing: "..." He closed the window again to block out the noise and crying.

Sitting on the chair and thinking for a moment, Shang Jing rubbed his wrist and suddenly smiled with interest.

He called Bai Xiucheng and his tone was polite and courteous:

"Hello, Mr. Bai.

Did you send someone to kidnap your young master from my bed? "

Bai Xiucheng was silent for a while, and after a moment, he said coldly:

"No, is there anything else? If nothing happens, I'll hang up first."

Shang Jing continued to laugh:

"Mr. Bai, you have two young masters, why don't you first ask which one is in my bed and then think about how to answer?"

Bai Xiucheng's mood didn't seem to have any ups and downs:

"No, it has nothing to do with me."

Shang Jing chuckled lightly and stopped in time:

"Then don't bother Mr. Bai."

After hanging up the phone, Shang Jing said to himself: "Tsk, tsk, he is really an indifferent father."

Immediately, Shang Jing looked at the luck stones scattered beside the bed and couldn't help but frown, where did Yan Jiu go?

At this moment, Shang Jing's phone rang and he picked up the phone.

Just listen to Yanjiu's weak voice from the opposite side:

"Mr. Shang, were you the one who sent me home?"

Shang Jing: "..."

Yanjiu was very confused: "Isn't it? Then how do I get home?"

Shang Jing: "Are you at home?"

Yanjiu: "Yes, I was home as soon as I opened my eyes."

Shang Jing: "Have a good rest. Come to work after you have a good rest."

Yanjiu smiled: "Okay, Mr. Shang."

Preconceptions and pretending to be stupid are Yanjiu's usual methods.

As long as he doesn't admit that it was his friend who broke into Shang's house.

As long as you adhere to the attitude of not knowing anything, you don't know anything.

Today's intrusion into Shang's house has nothing to do with him. Shang Jing should be the one to worry about it.

After hanging up the phone, Yanjiu threw the phone on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

Shen Shi'an was crunching crispy noodles next to Yanjiu.

Rubbing his forehead, Yanjiu finally couldn't help but say:

"Brother, can you take care of the wounded man's mental state? I can't sleep like this."

Shen Shi'an came closer to Yanjiu, and instant noodles sprayed all over Yanjiu's face:

"If you can't sleep, don't sleep. Come, tell your senior brother what happened."

Yanjiu suddenly came to his senses: "Oh no, Hongzhi, didn't Shang Jing kill Hongzhi?"

Tugging Shen Shian's sleeve, Yanjiu put forward his unreasonable demand:

"Senior brother, can you break into Shang's house again and bring out the red branches?"

Shen Shian almost choked to death on instant noodles:

"Yanjiu, your senior brother's life is not life, right?"

Yanjiu had no choice but to say seriously: "Shang Jing is a mentally ill person, and Hongzhi especially has been made into pills."

Shen Shi'an also felt very sorry for Hongzhi. Suddenly, he had an idea. Shen Shi'an shook Yan Jiu's arm:

"Yanjiu, the people left behind by your senior brother, the leader, have not left yet. Let them change their clothes and go to the Shang family to ask for someone."

Hearing this, Yan Jiu suddenly relaxed:

"You want someone directly? Senior Brother Shi'an, what good ideas have come up in your smart head?"

Shen Shi'an waved the fortune-telling flag in his hand, feeling a little proud:

"As we all know, there are many precious herbs in the back mountain of Zhaoyao. It is normal to have an extra ghost grass. Let's say that the ghost grass is from the back mountain of Zhaoyao.

Ask the head junior brother to write a letter, and then send two disciples who look very reliable at first sight to the Shang family.

Please Shang Jing put red branches. "

Yan Jiu agreed: "It is indeed true. If red branches are said to be ostentatious, and Shang Jing holds on to the red branches, he is getting involved in the ostentatious family affairs."

Shen Shi'an has a pair of sparkling dog eyes:

"Yes, hey, how can there be someone as smart as me in the world?"

Yanjiu turned his head and looked at Shen Shi'an. He looked at Shen Shi'an's teenage baby face and couldn't help but sigh:

"Senior brother, you are so smart, you should go to high school."

Shen Shi'an looked like the world had collapsed:

"!!! Yanjiu, look, look, do you think this is human language?

It is said that the resentment of a high school student is enough to feed 10 evil sword immortals. I don't want to go to school. "

At the same moment, the Bai family.

Bai Xiucheng has been kneeling in front of his ancestor's memorial tablet for a long time, with a small white magnolia beside him.

After staring at the white magnolia tenderly for a long time, Bai Xiucheng continued to look at the ancestral tablet.

He bowed three times and confessed his guilt in front of the ancestral tablet:

"My ancestors are at the top, and here is Bai Xiucheng, the 43rd generation descendant of the Bai family.

He was sincere and unfilial, and failed to abide by the Bai family rules.

Family rules and instructions, the Bai family blood, the same clan, the same clan, support each other, regardless of each other.

Elders should love and care for every younger generation without favoritism.

Do your best to help your children grow up. "

As he said that, Bai Xiucheng kowtowed to the ancestral tablet:

"Xiucheng could never look directly at that child, nor could he love that child. Xiucheng even hated that child.

Xiucheng knew that he had violated the Bai family rules and was willing to accept the punishment on his own initiative. "

After speaking, Bai Xiucheng drew a thunder talisman on the center of his chest.

In an instant, thunder rolled from the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck Bai Xiucheng's body.

There was blood spilling from the corners of Bai Xiucheng's lips.