The Chen family has a daughter to marry

Chapter 54:

In the Peach Blossom Yard, Shen Lifang was teasing a snow-white canary with his hands. These birds usually have golden feathers, but the white beak and body are the most precious, such as the one that Shen Lifang pointed to. A rare treasure with no price in the market.

White sparrows are quite human, ordinary birds, even eagles and falcons, need to be raised by animal trainers to know how to obey their master's orders, but white sparrows are born with spiritual roots, and the owner Shen Lifang never puts it in the golden silk The birdcage, but the white bird also knows that it is a dead end without Shen Li, even if Shen Lifang lets it fly at will, the white bird will turn back to the owner's palm after flying, and rub Shen Lifang's arm as if to please him.

The old fairy Li Hanchong, who clearly looked like a boy but claimed to have lived for eighty years, was still a child at heart. Seeing the fun of the bird, he clapped and laughed, pointed at the bird and cursed in a low voice: "Idiot, creatures are born to be unrestrained. And why didn't you take the opportunity to escape?"

Shen Lifang smiled secretly and shook his head lightly. After waving his hand and letting the sparrows fly away, he found a lush peach tree and sat down leisurely under the shade.

There is no need for Master Shen to speak, the well-behaved servants under him immediately brought the seats, and after Shen Lifang sat down, he served tea. Shen Lifang, who can be said to have enjoyed the wealth and honor in the world, looked at the white sparrows in the sky, and suddenly laughed with Li Hanchong : "It would be great if Xiaobaa could poop like it."

Li Hanchong always listened to Shen Lifang's words that Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out, but once Chen Xiaobaa was mentioned, the eyes of the old fairy in the Grandmaster Realm immediately burst into brilliance, and he rubbed his palms and said impatiently: "Three It would be great if the lady could agree to be a disciple of the old way, at most two or three years, at least one or two years, the old way dare not guarantee that the third lady will be able to ascend to the realm of the master, but he can use the head to guarantee that the third lady can become a master. No.1 below the master level."

Shen Lifang, who has never been interested in hard work and martial arts, asked curiously: "Didn't you say that Xiaobaa is only a line away from that half-human, half-immortal master? Why can't you guarantee that the little girl will reach the top of heaven?"

Li Hanchong, who looked like a child, sat down on the muddy ground, pulled out a piece of dry grass and said in his mouth: "Last night, the old Taoist was surprised at the young lady San's young age and possessed a majestic internal force that was close to that of a master. The third lady is unusual, now I think about why the third lady's martial arts, which are clearly the first-class martial arts in the world, were broken by the old Taoist finger - this is a master who poured his whole life into the third lady's body, fortunately, the third lady has never practiced it. Wu's body and bones are able to withstand it, and that's also the reason for that youthful white hair."

Shen Lifang calmly said: "What state is Xiaobaa at this time?"

Li Hanchong stretched out his hand to grab a butterfly, saying "catch it", but it was only visible to the naked eye that he just spread his palm, letting the butterfly flutter its wings, but it couldn't fly out of the child's palm.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Hanchong said: "Miss San is in a weird state at the moment. She is said to be in the first class of the world, but she is not as good as the world. As long as you meet someone who is a head higher than her, you only need to hit it with one blow." Wanting her life, but it seems a bit harsh to say that Miss San's martial arts is only a child who has just entered and exited the world. After all, the Flying Sword that I don't know where to learn on Longma Lake is close to the strength of a master, it is really..."

Seeing that the "children" gradually did not know how to speak, Shen Lifang said simply and clearly: "It's just that Xiaobaa is not resistant to beating, but he is very good at beating."

Li Hanchong teased Die Die with a nod and a foolish smile, then put away his smile and sat upright, saying: "The old Taoist thought that the third lady was too eager for quick success when she practiced martial arts. Relying on the physique of a master bestowed by her ancestors, she forcibly absorbed her inner breath and elevated her own realm. Now Be sure to add the word "false" before the words "Leaving the Dust Realm First Class". Even if you really ascend to the Grandmaster Realm in the future, you will probably have to suffer from the root cause of the disease. It is a good seedling, and the old man really feels distressed. This is the old man. Why do you want the third lady to worship as an apprentice? In the future, if the third lady really wants to ascend to the top of heaven and man, she will definitely need a master warrior to pay for her cultivation base and help her, but the old Taoist is willing to pave the way for the third lady to become a fairy sky Road!"

Li Hanchong's words were sincere and sincere, but Shen Lifang looked up to the sky and laughed and sighed: "How can there be such a fool as you in the world!"

Li Hanchong, who was being scolded for no reason, was at a loss, but a child came quickly outside the door, and reported to Shen Lifang in a childish voice, "I tell you, the third lady is looking for someone to fight again. It was a court slave at first. But the closest one is Miss Han'er, whose martial arts are almost at the top of the world!"

Li Hanchong was stunned, while Shen Lifang looked calm, and asked with a smile, "Did you win?"

The boy answered honestly: "Win a few games and lose a few games, in short, the more you lose, the less you win."

Shen Lifang said: "It should be so."

After a while, another little boy came to report: "It's not good, master, it's not good, master, that little beggar named 'Xiao Zhu'er swaggered back because he was Miss San's friend, this time not only I mixed food and drink and brought a bunch of beggars!"

The Shen family has a great career, so is it possible that they are afraid that these beggars will be poor? —— Li Hanchong was full of disapproval for such trivial matters, but a hint of malice flashed in Shen Lifang's eyes, and he squinted and asked, "Do those beggars all look like my precious daughter Xiaobaa?"

The little boy scratched his head with his hand, and nodded seriously after thinking about it.

Shen Lifang's face was ferocious, and suddenly he twisted the fluttering butterfly in Li Hanchong's hand into his palm and crushed it into pieces. He raised the corner of his mouth and laughed in a low voice: "What do you think that little beggar with ulterior motives is a good thing? Her deceased mother, how could anyone treat her sincerely?!"

Li Hanchong protested weakly: "There are still old ways."

Ignoring Li Hanchong's untimely words by himself, Shen Lifang, who has always been confident, was concerned and confused, and ordered: "Li Hanchong, go and kill that little Zhuer and his accomplices!"

The boy who came to report the matter trembled when he heard the words, hesitatingly hesitated and said: "Master, you can't—Miss San...she has already gone to greet her in person after hearing the news..."

Shen Lifang's eyelids twitched, he didn't see how he was furious, but instead he returned to his previous calm, he reached out and patted Li Hanchong's head and said, "I don't die, my daughter wants to play a game with me."

Li Hanchong, who is already a fairy, has an unbelievably good temper. Instead of showing any anger when Shen Lifang stroked the top of his head, he showed a comfortable expression like a cat or dog being loved by its master, and asked for no reason: "What game is it?"

Shen Lifang laughed loudly, looking in the direction of Longma Tower thoughtfully: "You will know soon——"

It is said that the third lady of the Shen family has been studying in Longma Pavilion for more than a month, and she has really cultivated and become a master of martial arts;

Some people said that Third Miss Shen must be crazy, otherwise why would she go around looking for people to compete with each other as soon as she came out of the pavilion, and even dug out all the servants who had been hiding in the deep part of the attic for many years;

Some people even revealed the origin of Shen Xiaobaa's life experience. It turned out that the third Miss Shen who "fallen from the sky" was not surnamed Shen, but a surnamed Chen who had a deep relationship with Shen Lifang, the "No. [-] businessman in the world". The bastard born to the wine seller, although Shen Lifang regards her as the jewel in his palm at this time, this pampering is only a guilt for the woman surnamed Chen. For major events, most of them have to be chosen from among the young master, eldest miss, and second miss of the Shen family.

On the night of the seventh day of Shen Lifang's birthday, the whole town was brightly lit. Shouts and laughter seemed to fill every corner of the world. The fire in the city that never sleeps was as bright as day, and it seemed to be separated from the cold world outside the town with the appearance of a paradise.

Miss Shen San, who seems to be no longer in the right mind after reading, suddenly suggested that Shen Lifang build a star-catching attic, threatening to borrow a timely rain from the northern dry land, and make the farmers outside the town grateful for Shen Lifang's birthday. Shen Lifang Smile and agree.

The so-called star-catching attic is nothing more than stacking wood and stones to a height of nine stories. In order to build it quickly, everything has to be kept simple. The whole building is in the dark, only a little fire in the sky, and there is no wooden ladder corridor leading to the ground.

Just as the theatergoers in the whole town were whispering and discussing, an orange figure flew around the attic like a fairy and flew straight to the top of the roof. The audience applauded like thunder, and they couldn't help standing up from the dining table.

Chen Xiaobai's approach on the stage was quite fancy, and Shen Lifang was alone in the Taohuayuan off the stage, holding a porcelain bottle of wine in one hand and drinking heavily, while pointing to the figure of her daughter who was shaking like ascending to the sky with the other hand, she said to herself: "Little Baa Lightness kung fu has greatly improved..."

The orange figure climbed onto the roof, invisible to the naked eye of mortals, but the servants who were hiding around the star picking platform and who were quite good in martial arts could see it clearly. On the stage, Miss Shen San's white hair fluttered, and she wore a decent orange dress. Wearing a taoist robe with yin and yang patterns painted on the back, holding a mahogany sword and muttering words in his mouth, he then picked up a wine bowl and sprinkled the wine into the sky, slashing horizontally with the sword in his hand.

"Our third lady must have become an idiot, right? Going on stage to pray for rain? Thanks to her, she figured it out."

Wearing a night clothes, Shen Han'er, who is dormant in the dark, hears someone whispering behind her back, she doesn't get angry and reprimands the speaker for being rude, and she doesn't "collaborate" with fools, her eyes are fixed on the building like a poisonous snake from the beginning to the end. The people on board did not dare to lose their minds for a moment.

Ask for rain? ——A fool would believe that the pragmatic Chen Xiaobaa would sincerely worship ghosts and gods.

Just as Shen Han'er was thinking this way, there was a muffled thunder in the sky. It was supposed to clear thousands of miles, but at this moment, a cloud of dark clouds gathered over Shenjia Town somehow.

The servants and shopkeepers of the Shen family in the audience were all dumbfounded, but the outsiders applauded excitedly.

"How...how is it possible?" Shen Han'er was so surprised that she never thought that Chen Xiaobaa could really call the wind and the rain?

The heavy rain suddenly poured down, and the poor peasants outside the town knelt and kowtowed to the window to thank the gods for their blessings, while the nobles in the town called their servants to take out the rain gear they had prepared long ago and put them on top of their heads to cheer loudly. Unexpectedly, in the room of the Second Miss of Shen's Mansion, Shen Anke used a needle to pierce the little man with Chen Xiaobaa's hair in front of the window sill, with vicious eyes like snakes and scorpions, staring at the orange-clothed woman on the star-picking platform, cursing in a low voice——

"Chen Xiaobaa, why didn't you get struck to death by lightning?"

"As long as you are gone, father will definitely pamper me again..."

"As long as there is no you in this world, I will... definitely..."

There was a thunder from the sky, and the dazzling light made Shen An stretch out his hand to cover it. In the blink of an eye, no one expected that the thunder and lightning would hit the star picking platform where Chen Xiaobaa was. The Shen family mansion screamed repeatedly, and the roof collapsed Yu Jian's open space shattered into wreckage, and the rain splashed and extinguished the town's fire, and it was dim for a while.

Could this be the so-called wish come true—?

There was another thunder, and the dumb warriors came back to their senses, and then they all rushed to the wreckage like crazy, with red eyes, or using weapons, or using their hands to keep moving away broken stones and wood, and vowed to kill Chen Xiao. The bones were dug out.

Shen Han'er stood in a daze, as if she hadn't recovered from her horror, and the dizziness made her throat feel nauseous—Chen Xiaobaa...is dead?

"Calm down..." Shen Han'er slowly raised her trembling palm, caught the pouring rain, and then slapped her face all over her face. No one knew better than her that if Chen Xiaobaa died, the group of Shen Lifang committee members including her What kind of inhuman torture would be suffered by a martial artist with a heavy responsibility.

"No—no! It doesn't make sense... Chen Xiaobaa is the same as his adoptive father. He is a selfish businessman who always thinks about himself. How can he be merciful and pray for rain for the poor?" Shen Han'er clenched her fists. , staring fiercely at the wreckage, as if waiting for the cunning Chen Xiaomei to sneak up from the ruins and slip away: "Come on, come on quickly, I don't believe that you will die here? My foster father said that you always think about it." I want to go to Beihan, how can I hide this golden cicada's trick of escaping its shell? Come back to life, come back to life quickly..."

"Dug...I found it!...Miss San's...corpse..." With a cry, Shen Han'er lost his mind, and then frantically rushed to the place where the shouts were made, only to see a scorching corpse surrounded by a crowd of rough wooden thorns. Penetrating through the body of the corpse, the burning of the sky thunder has turned the corpse into a shocking mass of scorched black, but the remaining orange cloth is undoubtedly Chen Xiaobaa!

Shen Han'er knelt down on the ground and screamed like a wild animal, and caressed the face of the corpse with her trembling palms. Inexplicably, the shy expression of the woman with an unattractive face appeared in her mind. At that time, she thought that her body had been taken away by herself. The bottom is pitiful and ridiculous, heartbroken, pouted and complained to himself: "How can you woman not spare your body like this? This...after this, who will dare to want you?"

"How did you die so inexplicably and absurdly? - How dare you die like that!?"

Shen Han'er hugged the corpse tightly in her arms, let the rain slap on her face, opened her eyes, but suddenly saw a few... digital Chen Xiaobaa surrounded by her? !

"You...you are—how did you appear here!?"

"Who are you! Why are you pretending to be my wife!"

"Could it be in a dream...how...how?"

The four "Chen Xiaobaa" are tall, short, fat, and thin, each with their own merits, and the startled words that come out of their mouths are all different——Shen Han'er suddenly calmed down.

It is rumored that on the other side of the sand sea, in Luotuo Town, there is a strange woman who loves purple clothes. There is a kind of bewitching "rouge fragrance" in her hand, which can make people see the lover in her heart. Turning into resentment, he tore the corpse of someone in his arms into two halves.