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"What a poor child!"

Yinggu held three martial arts secret books in her hand, looked at Wujizi who was sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed by Lin Qing, and said with emotion.

"Mom, this is my senior brother? Where did I get my senior brother from?"

"Bastard, I asked you not to call me my mother. Can't you just remove that word?"

"Ah, young and beautiful mother, magnificent mother, I was wrong, wrong, let go, my ears fell off!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it. That's your father's senior brother's apprentice, that is, your senior uncle's young apprentice.

I heard from your irresponsible father that your senior brother was abandoned by his parents at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain when he was a baby.

Therefore, cold air entering the body can lead to heart failure and poor lung function.

Perhaps it was because he was born with cartilage that his legs were destined to be unable to reach the ground, so he was abandoned.

If you were disobedient, I should have thrown you away in the first place!"

After Yinggu finished speaking, she glared at Zhou Niantong fiercely, but her doting expression revealed that he didn't mean what he said.

"Yes, yes, old, no, my beautiful lady won't do that!

Ha ha……"

With that said, Yinggu took advantage of her not paying attention, broke away from her hand holding her ear, and slipped away.

"Ah, you bastard, I'm so angry with you, wait a minute, I'll slap your butt!"

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"Master, this young master is unreliable, isn't he too top-notch?"

Lin Qing: "We are not a family, we don't belong to the same family!"

Wujizi: "Yes, we are not a family, we don't enter the same family.

Let’s travel to the northern land, it’s time to meet Kang’er’s adopted brother!”

"Okay, Master!"

As we passed by the foot of Huashan Mountain all the way north, we heard a sudden noise.

"Alas, don't speculate. The old beggar just wants to eat a steamed bun from you, so what?"

"Gungun, you old beggar, it affects your mood and your appetite!"

"Why are you a young man talking? What's wrong with beggars? Beggars are also self-reliant, right? If you don't beg for food, the food will be delivered to your mouth automatically?

Hey, today’s young people are really becoming more and more unqualified!”

When Wujizi took a look, he saw an old beggar in his fifties muttering. What was strange was that he only had nine fingers.

And seeing that although his steps were light and frivolous, he was advancing and retreating naturally, and his breathing was strong. It was obvious that he was the person behind him. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he made a rough guess!

The old beggar suddenly felt a gaze. He looked up and saw a special young man. Why do you say special? He was in a wheelchair at such a young age.

Behind him there was a beautiful woman pushing him, and a teenage boy following him.

I was eating on the street at this time.

"Little brother, have mercy on the old beggar. The old beggar hasn't eaten for three days!"

Yang Kang: "Didn't you just say you ate a steamed bun? Why haven't you eaten in three days?"

Wujizi smiled gently: "Ahem, Kang'er, please don't be rude. Old man, please take a seat! Shopkeeper, it's been a long time since I last put on the pot. Here's another one!"

"Okay, wait a moment objectively!"

"You are a good young man. He is young and knows how to respect the old and love the young!

Madam Ling is also virtuous, and your son is also very clever and very lucky."

Lin Qing looked shy and embarrassed, and did not refute, but quietly glanced at Wujizi.

"Ahem..."

Yang Kang suddenly choked and said angrily: "Old man, don't talk nonsense if you don't know. This is my master!"

"Ah, haha, it's all the same, the same, master, master, is the master and the father!"

Wujizi: "Thank you for the compliment, old man. This is Pindao's maid Lin Qing, but in Pindao's heart, she is my family.

I have taken care of poor Taoists since I was young!"

The old beggar was amazed: "Tsk tsk, it turns out he is a Taoist priest. It's really strange these days. Taoist priests also have special maids."

Are you afraid that you are not a fake Taoist priest who does not abide by the rules and precepts?"

Wujizi: "Ahem, seniors are laughing. There are rumors in the world that the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong only has nine fingers, so he is also called the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar, which has become a legend for generations.

The younger generation observes that the elder's steps are light, his advance and retreat are well-founded, his breathing is steady, and his internal strength is extremely high.

Presumably the senior is the old man Bei Bei! Unexpectedly, I am lucky enough to meet this peerless senior and master who has traveled in the world of mortals.

The younger generation, Wujizi, was taught by Chongyang Zhenren and met his predecessors.

This is my disciple Yang Kang, and this is my maid Lin Qing!"

Hong Qigong: "Haha, little guy, you have good eyesight, have you noticed all this?

I think your internal strength is definitely not weak. You can see through me at such a young age. It’s not easy!

But why have I heard that Master Chongyang only had seven disciples, called the Seventh Son of the Quanzhen Master, but I have never heard of the Eighth Disciple of the Quanzhen Master?"

Wujizi: "Senior is laughing. I was born with inconvenient legs and feet. I grew up in the Quanzhen Sect since I was a child, so I rarely go to Zhongnan Mountain. Unlike my senior brothers and sisters who have all made a name for themselves in the world, it's normal for seniors not to know.

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This time too, I stayed in Zhongnan Mountain for too long. I was very quiet and restless, and wanted to go down the mountain to see the bustling rivers and lakes!"

"What's wrong with your legs and your constant coughing?"

"With congenital cartilage, there will be no earth-shattering miracles in this life. I guess there is no hope of standing and walking!"

The cough may be a sequelae caused by the invasion of cold air in childhood!"

"Here, little friend, there is no need to be sad, maybe you will encounter a miracle sometime!"

Wujizi: "Ahem, it doesn't matter anymore, I'm used to it after almost twenty years!

If you suddenly recover, you might not be used to it!"

"Yang Kang, right? You're good, little guy. You're young, and looking at your appearance, you're already third-rate!"

"Hey, Qi Gong deserves the prize, it's all because of the master's good teaching!

Besides, is this good? I think that unreliable little uncle is about the same as me, right?"

Looking at Yang Kang's shy look, he didn't raise his head low.

Wujizi slapped him gently: "Ahem, you will die if you are too modest. This is Qi Gong. Do you know about the evil powers in the Jianghu, the evil in the East, the poison in the West, the poison in the South, the Beggar in the north?

No matter how powerful you are, it is still unknown whether you can catch up with Qi Gong's achievements in this life.

Moreover, Qi Gong’s chivalrous deeds and his reputation as a chivalrous person are something that you will have to learn all your life!”

Yang Kang also knew that he was getting carried away and apologized again and again: "Hey, master, I know, I know, I didn't pay attention to it!"

Senior Qi Gong, please don’t behave like a brat. Please forgive me for any offense you may have caused!”

"Haha, it's okay, but the old beggar likes to listen to what little Taoist Wuji says! He has discernment, haha.

Little Taoist Wuji, where are you going?"

Wuji: "Qi Gong, we are going to the Mongolian grassland, but due to our foot strength, we can only walk slowly. We will visit the mountains and rivers along the way, and take this little guy to experience the world. When will we arrive?

Qi Gong, how come you are at the foot of Huashan Mountain when you are not at the headquarters of Junshan Mountain handling the affairs of the Beggar Clan?"
Chapter completed!