Showdown: Hanba is hiding in my house

Chapter 18 Accepting disciples?It's obviously a younger sister!
Mai Meng on the futon, holding an incense stick: "Shen Lang, who is my master?"

"Brother." Shen Lang said seriously.

Mai Meng pursed her lips, she was a little dissatisfied, but she still said: "Senior brother..."

"My grandfather taught me all my skills. If I give this skill to you, it is equivalent to being taught by his old man." Shen Lang inserted the incense stick on the incense burner in front of him and kowtowed three times.

Mai Meng also has a decent scholar, she puts her hands together and mutters words.

"Master, I hope you will bless me and find him..."

"What did you say?" Shen Lang got up and said.

Mai Meng stuck out her tongue, and she said: "Secret! I have to go back, when will you come out?"

"Well, according to what the old lady said, it should be half a month later." Shen Lang thought for a while, then he said, "Tell me your measurements."

"Ah? What... what do you want to do?" Mai Meng exclaimed.

Shen Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Where are you going, I was thinking about making a body suit for you, after all, I can't ask for this money for nothing."

"Okay!" Mai Meng thought of something, "By the way, Senior Brother Shen, I haven't added your WeChat yet!"

The two exchanged WeChat messages, and after Mai Meng left, Shen Lang saw the size she sent.

"95, 55, 94, the address is..." There is another line of address on it, and strangely, it turns out to be the address of the school.

After Shen Lang asked, she found out that Mai Meng hadn't received her graduation certificate yet, and now she was in the second half of her senior year, and she was going to participate in a work internship.

Mai Meng didn't find a job she liked before, so she temporarily did live broadcasting.

Shen Lang saw the address of the live broadcast from her circle of friends.

Also out of curiosity, he clicked in and found several videos.

Those were all videos recorded directly during the live broadcast, and most of them were singing, but the barrage was unsightly.

"Beauty, how much is it, what is the price?"

"My phone number is 1385138..., I will give you [-] yuan a month, you understand!"

"Wow, what a beautiful young lady, can you do pole dancing?"

"What a big... watermelon!"

"..."

From that expression, it can be seen that Mai Meng has been patient. It seems that the live broadcast is not as beautiful as imagined.

For some reason, Shen Lang was very angry when he saw these barrages, but these people hid behind their mobile screens and just vented the "evil" side of their hearts.

"It looks terrible." Shen Lang turned off the phone, and he came into a dusty box.

Thinking about it, it seems that my grandfather made corpse clothes for my parents before, but my parents refused to agree to my grandfather's arrangement, so they put them away later.

He opened the box, and sure enough there were two sets of corpse-catching suits inside, one for women.

Suddenly, he also found a photo on the box.

Shen Lang picked up the photo, but after seeing the characters on it, he was silent for a while.

Because this is a family portrait, in the photo, grandma is sitting in a wheelchair, and grandpa is beside her. Shen Lang remembers that grandma passed away very early, and he has no impression of it, because he was immature and had no memory at that time.

Sure enough, in the photo, Shen Lang saw his parents. They were a good match when they were young. The boy was handsome, and the girl was pretty. Now in his arms, he was holding a child.

Obviously this is him, because Shen Lang still has the hundred-year-old lock on his chest.

There used to be a family of five, but in a blink of an eye he was the only one left. With a bitter smile, he threw the photo into the trash can.

However, as soon as he turned around, the photos in the trash can floated out.

Automatic without wind.

"Are you not letting me give up this family relationship? But since my parents gave birth to me and raised me, why do I have to leave now..." Shen Lang clenched his fists and looked at Han Yan.

However, Hanba didn't move at all, his eyes were still closed, maintaining the posture of Sleeping Beauty.

He gritted his teeth, but still picked up the photo. In the photo was a plane in southern Yunnan. It seemed to be taken at an old-fashioned airport. There was also a gourd-shaped pagoda nearby.

Shen Lang picked up the photo, he sighed, but finally put the photo back into the box, he shook the two sets of clothes inside, because the seal was good, these two corpse clothes were still brand new .

However, he discovered a problem, that is, the corpse-eating suit his mother once wore was still too tight for Mai Meng, especially the chest.

"I have to go to a tailor shop to have it changed." Shen Lang said to himself.

He put his clothes in a plastic bag, then opened the couch, laid out a cushion and a mat, and fell asleep after lying down for a while.

……

One morning three days later, Shen Lang took a plastic bag and came to Jiangcheng University of the Arts, because now Mai Meng was in the school.

In addition to the corpse clothes prepared for Mai Meng, Shen Lang also prepared a set of novice props for her, all of which were copied from the set that his grandfather made for himself.

There are always many food stalls in front of the school. There are many students waiting in line in front of a pancake and fruit stall.

Shen Lang didn't join in the fun, but went to a nearby shop and bought a large pancake rolled with fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk.

It’s only three yuan and fifty cents in total, which is not expensive.

"Hello?" Shen Lang got through the phone, "Junior Sister?"

"Are you looking for Mai Meng? I'm her roommate. She forgot to bring her cell phone on the basketball court." A girl's voice came from the other end of the phone, "If you have something to do with him, just come in. The security guard at the school gate Not too busy."

"Oh, okay, basketball court, right?" Shen Lang hung up the phone and walked over along the path. He thought to himself that this outfit was completely adapted to Mai Meng's figure. At least it should be suitable for her.

However, when he came to the basketball court, Shen Lang found a group of people around him. He felt very strange. Could it be that there was a game?
At this time, a familiar voice came from the crowd.

"Take this bracelet back, I don't want your gift."

It was Mai Meng's voice. Shen Lang walked over and took a look and found that it was a boy with a basketball under his nest, leading a group of players to block Mai Meng.

The boy smiled and said, "You annoying little fairy, Mai Meng... I've given you half a month to think about it, so don't challenge my limits so easily."

"I told you, I don't want to fall in love now. Academics are the most important thing in college!" Mai Meng thrust a box to the boy, but the boy didn't accept it.

The boy shook his head: "Woman, this is not the answer I want. If you say it again, I will forgive your willfulness this time."

"You're crazy!" Mai Meng was annoyed.

"Woman, if you want to provoke me, let me tell you now, you have successfully attracted my attention." The boy said, and the students around him also cheered, booing is human nature, especially the little hairy children here , seem to be very interested in this aspect.

(End of this chapter)