The villain's deadly support

"In short, if you rush in and out of the mountain gate indiscriminately, it will cause the formation to fluctuate! If you do this again and again, I will sue my father!" Ling Qingcheng warned sternly.

I understand, this is a nosy student council president.

"That's impossible." Wen Chuchu shook her head.

"What's impossible?" Ling Qingcheng looked at Wen Chuchu, she couldn't tell whether Wen Chuchu was really crazy or just pretending to be stupid.

"My little one is going to be starved to death if this continues, how did he make it to Jinneizong? I will definitely go down the mountain to earn money to raise my cubs, and I will inevitably go in and out." Wen Chuchu has made up his mind, there is a way to go down the mountain If she gets some money, as long as she has money, she can improve Xiao Qingxian's living environment.

"Joining the Neizong?" Ling Qingcheng looked at Wen Chuchu, and then at Xiao Qingxian who was guarded by Wen Chuchu behind him.

Because of Wen Chuchu's words, a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on Qingcheng's face, "She? Entering the Neizong?"

Xiao Qing lowered his head again, "Sister, let's go back."

Wen Chuchu lowered her head and held Xiao Qing's hand, why did she think this group of people were so strange?Everyone is hesitant to talk, what's going on?

"You have something to say." Wen Chuchu wanted to see why they laughed contemptuously.

"Didn't your sister tell you?" Ling Qingcheng pretended to be calm, "This year's selection has ended, and your sister failed."

Wen Chuchu really did not expect such a result, she was a little shocked, but then she pretended to laugh easily, "I told you, the child is starved like this by you, and if he passes the selection, there will be ghosts, so I will take care of me Sister, is there a problem?"

"Senior sister, don't waste your time with them, about the ladder..." At this time, a younger boy reminded Ling Qingcheng behind her back.

"Okay then." Ling Qingcheng turned his head to look at Shen Qingxian, "If you still want to live in Ruoxiu Mountain, please continue your practice and clean up the filth on the ladder."

"Hmm..." Xiao Qing was about to answer.

Wen Chuchu took the first step and interjected, "What's going on?"

She didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

"What filth? Of course it's bird droppings!" A young boy said without hesitation.

"Bird poop?" Wen Chuchu stared at Ling Qingcheng in disbelief as if he was staring at a mentally handicapped person, "Bird, you are looking for a bird, why are you looking for me?"

As he said that, Wen Chuchu raised his head, took Xiaoqing's mouth into the firewood room, and didn't bother to talk much, anyway, the daughter of that smelly Taoist priest probably had a crow's mouth and couldn't bring any good news, so Wen Chuchu simply slammed the door Shut up.

"Hey! Shen Qingxian, let me tell you! Ruoxiu Mountain never raises idlers! Don't blame me for not warning you!" After all, Ling Qingcheng is the Young Sect Master, so how could he swallow his anger when he was offended like this?

"Okay! Sue your dad!" Wen Chuchu annoyed this woman to death.

"Senior Sister, I'm sorry, I'll go right away!" Afraid that Wen Chuchu's words would really offend that person, Xiao Qinglian's expression changed drastically, and he rushed towards Wen Chuchu and covered her mouth.

The two were in a stalemate. Wen Chuchu never thought that he would be pushed against the wall by a 16-year-old child, who was malnourished and stunted.

They looked at each other, and as the footsteps outside the house went away, Xiao Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Chuchu moved the little guy's hand away, looked down at Xiao Qing, "Is what she said true?"

"What?" Xiao Qinglian didn't know why he had to answer Wen Chuchu's question.

"Is that girl telling the truth about not being selected into the inner sect this year?" Wen Chuchu felt so serious.

Even though many years have passed, Yuanshen Shen Qinglian still clearly remembers the internal cultivation disciples he selected at the beginning.

Poyun Sect recruits a fixed number of inner sect disciples every year, but in that year, there were more than a dozen rich disciples donating than in previous years!

At that time, in order to ensure that the disciples who made donations would get more returns, someone secretly resorted to halving the meals of the outer disciples for half a month.

The competition was originally unfair, so it was more inclined to the children of rich families. At that time, she was dizzy from hunger and her legs were weak, but she wanted to compete for the inner sect with a group of strong men who had already learned the way of cultivation. The selection quota, the result can be imagined.

Yuanshen Shen Qinglian was stuck in the memories, when he heard his childhood self listlessly replied: "Yes."

It's not that you didn't work hard enough, but that the competition was unfair.

Hearing the answer from Xiao Qinglian's mouth, Wen Chuchu fell into silence.

This kind of silence made Xiao Qing feel inexplicably panicked, it felt like she couldn't memorize the Book of Songs that her father randomly checked when she was a child, her father was full of disappointment, and would even shake his head and turn around to admonish his mother.

After waiting for a long time before Wen Chuchu could speak, Xiao Qing could only secretly raise her eyes to see if the elder sister who said she would protect her was also disappointed in her?

Unexpectedly, her guilty conscience happened to catch Wen Chuchu's eyes, so Xiao Qing had to hang her head stiffly at the back of her neck again.

"It's not important!" Wen Chuchu knelt down and hugged Xiao Qing in her arms.

No matter what the reason is, failure is not terrible. Wen Chuchu herself often fails, even more than others, she understands the feeling of unwillingness and loss.

"It's not that you didn't work hard enough, it's just that you haven't had the chance to succeed yet." Wen Chuchu rubbed the back of Xiao Qinglian's neck, "You would be really stupid if you were bluffed by that bad girl."

Wen Chuchu just couldn't figure it out all the time, what made Xiao Qingxian, a child who couldn't even enter the inner sect, soar into a unique existence like the boss?

She felt that there should be an opportunity between this, an opportunity for Xiao Qing to suddenly rise to the top.

"You...will you be disappointed in me?" Xiao Qing blushed.

"Huh? No, it's because I showed up late, I thought, maybe I'll show up earlier, maybe I'll catch up with the right time." Wen Chuchu rubbed Xiao Qinglian's head again.

However, Wen Chuchu still has some things unclear, "But why do you want to be a monk?"

Xiao Qingxian's complexion became sensitive and vigilant again, she didn't speak, but shook her head solemnly.

But since Xiao Qinglian didn't want to say anything, Wen Chuchu couldn't ask further.

In the next few days, Wen Chuchu began to run down the mountain frequently, occasionally bringing back some broken silver, rice noodles, and even some pastries that he had never seen before.

Wen Chuchu started to make a living in the town. At the beginning, she would choose some labor jobs to do, but gradually she found some problems.

She is a worker, no matter what she does, her salary is meager. It is easy to buy some dry food for Xiaoqing, but when she wants to pursue more, she slowly finds that no matter how many stones she moves, No amount of washing can reach a height.

In the town, there is a shop specially prepared for monks. In the shop, there are many equipments that do not have a small title, such as training uniforms that are invulnerable to water and fire, elixir that enhances internal strength, or sabers, spells and the like.

The shop was full of beautiful things, but Xiao Qing didn't have any of these things, Wen Chuchu thought that other children had them, but her Xiao Qing didn't have them, so she became sour and motivated again!

However, Wen Chuchu found that no matter how hard she tried, many things could not be achieved with honesty and hard work.

She felt that she was infected by Xiaoqing, and she would give up opportunism and work diligently. However, she felt that even if she worked hard and worked hard for ten years, she might still not be able to afford one. The monk's equipment, Wen Chuchu suddenly realized that some things are difficult to win without opportunism!

So, carrying Xiaoqing's title on her back, she sneaked into the most prosperous place of smoke and willows in Ruoxiu Town - Juchunlai.

"Hey, grandpa, come in and have a rest!" Beside her, there was this young girl with thick rouge on her face, holding a fan and looking at the men passing by on the street.

"Come on, master—" At the door of Juchunlai, some girls even dared to pull the sleeve of the young master and pulled it in.

That's right!Only this kind of place is really a good place to get money quickly.

However, just as she lifted her skirt and was about to step up the steps of Juchunlai, a young man holding a wooden staff suddenly stopped her.

"Juchun is here!" The young man pointed his thumb at the plaque above his head, "This place is not for girls, understand?"

"Uh, no..." Wen Chuchu hurriedly bowed, "I don't want to break in, I just want to meet your mother."

"Is it you who said I'll see you, Mom?" The boy waved his hand impatiently, "Let's go, don't block the door and delay our business!"

"Oh, no!" Wen Chuchu hurriedly waved his hands, pinching the empty purse at his waist, "I'm looking for your mother to talk about making money together."

Wen Chuchu pointed at the boy, compared the movements of rubbing her fingertips, raised her eyebrows again, and hinted frantically, "Just...you understand?"

"Oh, oh!!!" The boy raised his index finger, as if suddenly awakened, turned around and called out to the hall!

After a while, two bloated women with heavy makeup came out.

"Come to see mom, tidy up carefully, don't dirty mom's eyes." After saying that, the boy urged him twice, and Wen Chuchu was carried into the room by two women, one raising his hand and the other holding his foot. Juchun is coming!

"Eh? Eh???" Being held up like this, Wen Chuchu walked through the noisy hall, then through the extremely elegant forest corridor, and finally was thrown into a "golden" room inexplicably. middle!

"No, I'm not..." Just as Wen Chuchu was about to get up, his shoulders were pressed against the stool again.

Wen Chuchu anxiously explained that suddenly a cloth cake was slapped on her face with a "puff puff puff", and the cockroach immediately rose, causing her to close her mouth again due to choking.

"Ahem, ahem, why do you still need to put on makeup when you have guests!" Wen Chuchu refused to give up, and was choked by the strong fragrance that shot straight into the sky.

In this way, she put on powder and hooked her lips, painted her eyebrows and wore hairpins. After tossing for a while, she was finally carried into a magnificent room.

In the room, surrounded by fragrant mist, there is a plump woman leaning on the floor pillow as if boneless.

"Mom." The two ferocious women bowed and threw Wen Chuchu, who had changed into clothes, to the ground.

"Well, I have buttocks and breasts, and I'm not bad, let's observe for a few days, C." The mother took a red card and threw it at one of the women.

"Cake? What kind of cake?" Wen Chuchu was still in a daze, and the two women were about to drag her away.

"No, no, no, I brought it to my door by myself!" Wen Chuchu was taken aback.

Oops, how can this word be so weird?

"I... I'm here to do business!"

"Our place is the place to do business, you are right." The mother raised her hands and smiled, "Work hard, if you do well, you can make a lot of money!"

I sell myself?

"Oh, no." Wen Chuchu grabbed the legs of the table in the room, "Can you two let go first?"

"Achun and Aqiu, carry the table down together, the girl likes it, so give it away." That mother is indeed a mother who has seen the world.

Before Wen Chuchu could explain, the innocent table was carried out of the room with her.

"What... what do you mean?" Wen Chuchu's face was full of question marks, and she still couldn't recall what happened just now.

What happened just now?Why was she put on heavy makeup so quickly that she was thrown out by her mother along with the table? !

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw mine yesterday!