The waistcoat of a wealthy man shocked the world

Cheng Jin's expression changed immediately, and the old Taoist priest quickly followed Zhou Yi.

"Otherwise, my disciple-in-law, can you give me some face? Just once?"

"Disciple, we are all our own people. Master is wrong. You must never abandon my good disciple."

"Daughter-in-law, really, you are so beautiful and you must be very kind-hearted, but you can't abandon your fiancé. You will be punished by God."

Behind

Cheng Jin stared at the two people's backs and immediately put away the hurt expression just now.

As if nothing had happened, he followed with big steps.

Ming Sheng, Ming Yan, and Eagle King looked at each other.

Is there anyone more doggy than Master Jin?

This face changes faster than the sky changes

Poor master, meeting a disciple like Master Jin

Ming Sheng turned to look at Ming Yan and Eagle King, and said quietly, "Master Jin, there is no human nature for the opposite sex, do you agree?"

Ming Yan and Eagle King nodded without hesitation, expressing their agreement.

Eagle King touched his chin and looked at the old Taoist priest who was following Zhou Yi.

"Hey, Mr. Jin's master may not have thought that he would live to such an old age and encounter the Waterloo of his life with the boss."

Mingyan held the door knocker tightly in his hand, "But are you sure that Master Jin's master is an expert from this world?"

Ming Sheng and Eagle King did not speak.

Regarding Master Jin Ye, is he a master from this world? This matter needs to be reviewed again.

intrasubjectively

Zhou Yi randomly found a seat and sat down. Opposite him, the old Taoist priest also sat down.

He looked at Zhou Yi and touched his white beard. At this time, he looked quite a bit like an immortal.

Zhou Yi looked at the old Taoist priest casually

Cheng Jin walked over and sat next to Zhou Yi. When the old Taoist priest saw his action, his beard curled up.

I can’t have this apprentice anymore. If I have a wife, I won’t be able to see the master anymore.

If he hadn't noticed by now that Cheng Jin, that brat, was tricking his wife by playing tricks on him, he would have lived in vain for so many years.

I should have known that I had held on just now and was deceived by two juniors.

Shame

What a shame...

Ming Sheng, Ming Yan, and Eagle King consciously sat on the other side, sitting in rows, ready to eat melon

Mingyan still held the broken door knocker in his hand.

The scene is very quiet

The old Taoist priest didn't say anything, just looked at Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi didn't say anything, he was very calm.

for a while

The old Taoist priest suddenly chuckled

"I said, girl, what are you calling an old Taoist priest like me? Come on, let me introduce you. I am the master of this brat Cheng Jin. I am Taoist Lingxiao. I usually have no hobbies. I just like to play the piano, play chess, and write. Write calligraphy and draw pictures if you have nothing else to do. If you are interested, I will generously give you two, old Taoist priest."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Yi with a smile. He was very satisfied with his self-introduction.

Of course, in the entire hall, except for Ling Xiao, no one else was satisfied.

Ming Sheng, Ming Yan, and Ying Wang all looked at Ling Xiao.

Oh my god, Master Jin is so narcissistic that he is hopeless.

Have you ever praised yourself so much?

Wouldn't it be over if Master Ling Xiao simply said that he was proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Why is he still going through such a roundabout process?

Cheng Jin was accustomed to it, and his expression did not change at all.

He has been accustomed to Ling Xiao's "operation" since he was a child, and has suffered deeply from it.

Zhou Yi raised his eyelids and half-squinted his eyes, which were dark.

The corners of his mouth are curled up, and his eyes are cynical, with a curve that seems to be a smile but not a smile.

She looked at Ling Xiao and said slowly, "No need."

Ling Xiao's hand on his beard froze and he looked at Zhou Yi, blowing his beard and staring.

"You, you don't want it, you are wasting it. Girl, do you know that my paintings are worth a thousand dollars?"

Zhou Yi casually and casually said "hmm" and then stopped talking.

Ling Xiao looked at her expectantly

Zhou Yi also looked at him like this but said nothing.

Ling Xiao said, "Well, that's it?"

Zhou Yi raised one eyebrow, raised her lips, and said slowly, "So, what else do you want to hear?"

Ling Xiao angrily threw the whisk on the table

He clutched his heart angrily, looking like he was going to faint at any moment.

"Ouch, it hurts. No one cares. I'm old and useless."

The three Eagle Kings were confused

Good guy

They finally know who Master Jin learned his acting skills from?

This means that like a teacher, there must be a disciple. A person who is better than a person is better than a person.

There was no expression on Zhou Yi's face, she was very calm, watching Ling Xiao's wonderful "performance"

in silence

She was thinking, does such a hard-working performance require applause?

Cheng Jin looked at Ling Xiao and said in a deep voice, "Master, the drama is a bit too much."

Ling Xiao, who was holding his chest, immediately sat up straight, his face rosy and radiant.

coughed

"Okay, okay, old Taoist priest, aren't I kidding you? My good disciple, after all these years, why are you still so humorless?"

Cheng Jin listened to Ling Xiao's complaints and turned to look at Zhou Yi with a gentle voice.

"Master, he is one hundred and twenty-seven years old this year."

Zhou Yi raised her eyebrows, but it didn't mean she was surprised. It was almost as she guessed.

Ling Xiao is already a hundred years old

Ming Yan screamed, "One hundred and twenty-seven years old? Is this an old goblin? This is too young."

The Eagle King looked at Ling Xiao

If you live to this age, your ancient martial arts power must have reached the state of becoming a god.

The internal strength of this old Taoist priest is probably unmatched by anyone in the world today.

Ming Sheng quickly covered Ming Yan's mouth and looked at Ling Xiao embarrassedly.

"Well, he's arrogant, so don't take it seriously."

Ling Xiao's eyes fell on the door knocker in Ming Yan's hand, and his expression suddenly changed.

Then he stood up and in a flash, he was in front of Ming Yan.

Next second

The door knocker in Ming Yan's hand was in Ling Xiao's hand

Ling Xiao looked at the door knocker in his hand distressedly, "Did you break it?"

Ming Yan immediately shrank his neck and looked at Cheng Jin for help.

Weakly said, "That's me. As soon as I touched it, it fell off. You really don't blame me."

Ming Sheng was afraid that Ling Xiao would be really angry

She quickly said, "Yes, Master, my brother was really careless. Don't be angry. If you have any requests, just ask us. We will make amends and satisfy you."

Ling Xiao frowned, touched his white beard, and nodded seriously.

"Since I see that you are sincere and you are friends of my disciple and my wife, then let's do it. I will charge you one million for this door knocker. You probably don't have cash when you go up the mountain, so just write a check."

be quiet

It was so quiet that all you could hear was the cold wind whistling by outside...

The expressions of Ming Yan, Ming Sheng and Ying Wang are hard to describe.

If they hadn't heard what Ling Xiao said with their own ears, would they really doubt whether they heard it wrong?

Do old Taoist priests also want money?

Do you know how to write a check?

Is there a bank in this mountain?

Mingyan whispered, "Zhenren, you are too dark."

This door knocker is made of iron. One million? It's faster than stealing money

When Master Ling Xiao heard Ming Yan's muttering, he didn't feel guilty at all and kept a straight face.

"What, you don't want to give it?"

Ming Sheng nodded immediately, took out the check from his bag, wrote one for one million, and handed it to Ling Xiao's hand.

"There are not many real people, definitely not many. This door knocker is an antique and it is worth the price."