"Not strong enough … Again …"
Jiang Pengji held the wooden sword in her left hand and wore a playful smile on her face. She was thick-skinned enough to bully the kids.
"Hey, did you not eat your fill this morning or do you not feel like eating lunch? Are you trying to tickle me with your soft strength?"
She casually blocked with her wrist, and with a little force, she easily pushed away the little radish head who was sweating profusely and exerting all his strength.
"No, no … Are you going to fight and kill the enemy or kill them? If you miss, you'll be in a passive position. "
Jiang Pengji bullied the kids. The audience in the streaming room felt sorry for them.
Tia Tata: "Streamer, you've fallen. Can't you bully the Northern Borderline? Why do you have to pick on three kids?"
Mo Xingyou: "That's not bullying, is it? She used the sword with her left hand and her feet never left the ground. "
[Akatteris]: "Hehe … Not to mention using a sword with your left hand, even using one of your fingers is considered bullying."
Yamada Miya: "Don't worry about it. I think it's cute when the three kids kill themselves one after another."
Jiang Pengji ignored the comments on the screen. She smiled at the three children, who were bending over and panting.
"You still won't admit defeat?"
"I won't!"
She wanted to ask where Wei Ci was, but she saw the three kids practicing swordsmanship with wooden swords in the yard when she left the government office.
The three kids were familiar. They were Qiguan Rang's daughter, Feng Zhen's son, and Sun Wen's grandson.
Although they were young, their swordsmanship was decent. Jiang Pengji had nothing to do, so she personally taught them.
Well …
It was a one-sided killing with a mental attack.
Qiguan Rang's daughter was panting. She used the small wooden sword in her hand to support herself on the ground. She bent over slightly and blushed.
Sun Wen's grandson was so tired that he was in tears. He bit his lower lip and shook his head when he heard Jiang Pengji's "provocation."
Feng Yi was the best. He looked weak, but he maintained his composure. He would rather breathe quickly than open his mouth to catch his breath.
"They're so young, but they're all stubborn. Why do you hold it in when you're tired? "
Jiang Pengji sighed with emotion. She put aside the wooden sword in her hand and waved at the three children.
"Come here, I'll take you to the kitchen to find some delicious food."
Jiang Pengji was the master of the three children's elders. They did not dare to disobey her and followed her obediently.
When a few parents ran over to look for their children, they happened to see their lord happily instructing three dusty children to barbecue.
Feng Yi had a serious expression on her face. She was roasting well.
Sun Lan was flustered and her face was stained with some unknown sauce.
Qiguan Jinghui, on the other hand, was more leisurely. She was mainly in charge of carrying firewood and starting a fire. Her snow-white face was covered in dust.
"Yo — you're all here. Do you want to try their cooking?"
Jiang Pengji shook the kebab that was almost burnt black in her hand. It was Sun Lan's finished product. The taste was indescribable.
Sun Wen looked at his lord sitting on the ground without a care for her image, and he couldn't help but lose control of his mouth.
The majesty of the lord was completely gone.
Seeing that the head of the family had arrived, the three children didn't know whether to bow or not. They could only awkwardly hold onto the skewers.
Sun Wen wanted to call his grandson over to prevent him from offending Jiang Pengji due to his ignorance. However, he had just arrived and Qiguan Rang and Feng Zhen hadn't spoken yet, so it was not appropriate for him to speak first. Feng Zhen and Qiguan Rang's reactions were also very unique. It was in line with their personalities.
Feng Zhen grinned and joined the ranks of "exploiting child labor." He openly took away the fruits of his son's barbecue and commented on it.
"It's too burnt. The sauce isn't evenly applied, and the taste is strong. Be more careful next time."
Qiguan Rang's face was solemn. His gaze drifted to his daughter, silently sending her a message.
Qiguan Jinghui threw down the firewood and took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands. She raised her head and tugged at Qiguan Rang's sleeve.
"Father —"
"That's not how you start a fire. You have to be skillful."
Qiguan Rang and his daughter were not talkative. They always gave people the illusion that …
They communicated with their brain waves!
Sun Wen was speechless.
He felt that he should do something to not stand out.
Barbecue couldn't be used as lunch. Jiang Pengji had already asked the kitchen to prepare a light lunch.
After sending the three children to take an afternoon nap, Jiang Pengji asked Feng Zhen.
"Did Zixiao say when he'll be back?"
Feng Zhen thought about it and said, "He said he'll be back in three to five days. Looking at the time, he'll be back in one or two days."
Sun Wen then remembered that he hadn't seen Wei Ci since he arrived in Chongzhou.
"Zixiao went out for business?"
Feng Zhen shook his head and said, "Zixiao said that a friend is coming. He went out to visit him."
Sun Wen thought about it and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
"Since his friend is coming, why would Zixiao go out for three to five days?"
Logically speaking, if a friend came from afar, shouldn't Wei Ci host a banquet at home?
Feng Zhen glanced at his lord and said with a faint smile, "I'm not sure about that."
Since Jiang Pengji didn't ask about it, they naturally couldn't interfere. They could only wait for Wei Ci to come back and ask.
Feng Zhen said uncertainly, "But … Zixiao did say that this friend is called Immortal Liuru. I heard he's from Zhongzhao?"
Immortal Liuru?
Sun Wen felt that the name was very familiar.
Feng Zhen saw his reaction and asked, "Does Zaidao know this person?"
Sun Wen remembered who Daoist Master Liru was.
"Reverend Liuru is the former Abbot of Zhongzhao's Monastery of Salvation, as well as a High Priest of the Imperial Family. To think that Zixiao is acquainted with such an expert."
Zhongzhao's state religion was Taoism. Zhenren Liuru was said to be of royal blood. He was the master of the largest Taoist temple in Zhongzhao.
As far as Sun Wen knew, after Enlightened Liru celebrated his sixtieth birthday, he relinquished his position as the Abbey Dean and lived in seclusion.
This person was over 60 years old. Why would he come to Chongzhou from Zhongzhao?
Feng Zhen was speechless.
"Daoist Master Liru actually has such a great background? How did Zixiao know him? "
Wei Ci did not know Enlightened Liuru in this life, but he did in his previous life.
Master Liaochen once told Jiang Pengji that there were less than five people in the world who could see the Emperor's aura at a glance.
Coincidentally, Daoist Master Liru was one of them.
Wei Ci was dressed in a green Confucian robe, a dark green cloak, a cloud scarf on his head, and wooden clogs on his feet. He looked like a leisurely refined scholar who was far away from the world.
Opposite him sat a white-haired Daoist with a youthful complexion. He wore a Daoist robe and held a horsetail whisk in his hand.
The two of them were fighting fiercely on the chessboard.
"Immortal, your chess skills are superb. I concede defeat."
Wei Ci's chess skills were not bad, but he was no match for Enlightened Liuru.
Not to mention now, even in his previous life, he often lost to him.
Enlightened Liuru smiled faintly and cupped his hands, as if winning or losing was just a fleeting cloud to him.
"If not for the fact that you had something on your mind and allowed me to take advantage of you, I'm afraid this game would not have been so easy to win."
Enlightened Liuru looked at Wei Ci with a kind gaze.
He did not know Wei Ci, but when he saw the other's face, he knew that Wei Ci knew him.
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