Chapter 129 The Son of the National Teacher

Yun Wu also tossed the gold ingot casually.

After taking the heavy gold ingot, the strong man couldn't help but look towards the cloud dance.

This is too smooth, right?

"By the way, let me remind you that before going out in the future, ask the aunt to raise her breasts a little, otherwise, it would be too unprofessional if you can't tell the difference between the stomach and the breasts."

Leaving such a sentence, Yun Wu turned and left with a smile on her lips.

The mother and son who stayed where they were, didn't even understand at first what that meant.

Until, when the two of them glanced at Xu Banniang's chubby belly, they suddenly understood, and the complexion suddenly changed to blue and purple.

The figure of Yun Wu has disappeared into the crowd.

In the attic on the second floor of a restaurant in the distance, the scene just now was captured by a pair of master and servant.

"Master, I didn't expect that in this border town, there would be people who dare to molest women from good families on the street. It's really a downturn in the world, and there are many scumbags."

In the attic on the second floor, a little boy in white clothes about ten years old looked at Yun Wu who was leaving and said with a frown.

"Xiaoqing, I didn't tell you, take away your temper, and be careful not to let trouble come out of your mouth." It was a gentle and cool voice.

The boy in white pouted with dissatisfaction, but he still retracted his gaze and looked at his master, "Young master, there was a natural vision more than a month ago, the National Teacher predicted that in this place this afternoon, you will meet your destiny. People, it's almost time for you, do you see which one is your predestined person?"

The man did not answer.

I saw him unhurriedly, slowly holding up the teacup in front of him, and reaching under the gauze to take a sip.

When Xiaoqing saw her master, who was always so calm and gentle, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

His son was the son of the national teacher who had the 'first prophet of God' in the Zhou Dynasty. He should have been the son of Tianjiao.

But more than a month ago, after his son was attacked by gangsters, the national teacher was suddenly overjoyed.

It turned out that it was the bloody disaster that made him figure out that today in this city, this restaurant in Youshi, the master of his family will meet his destined person and get rid of the fate of a lonely life.

Waited for a long while.

It's almost time for you. This restaurant, which used to be lively all the year round, turns out to be deserted today. There is not even a young woman with a good appearance. How can Xiaoqing's personality of "the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry" can be quiet.

"Master, I'll go downstairs to see, if there is a suitable girl, I'll invite you up..."

After speaking, without waiting for the man to speak, the little figure hurriedly planned to go downstairs.

But just as he reached the stairs, he bumped into a figure.

After looking at it, he couldn't help frowning quickly, blocking Yun Wu, and the voice of disgust sounded; "It's you scum, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Yun Wu dressed in men's clothes, Xiaoqing suddenly felt that "he", this wretched scum, seemed to be the mouse shit that would pollute his master's pot of fairy soup, and he was extremely annoying.

Yun Wu, who was blocked from the road, looked at the boy who was raising his voice in front of her inexplicably. She didn't seem to know him, did she?

But he still replied lightly: "Of course you came to the restaurant to eat, or else you came to the thatched hut?"

"You..." The boy sighed, "You went to eat somewhere else, but I didn't see my master here, we've packed the second floor."