Volume 3: Stormy Chapter 266: Reluctance and Being Ambushed
"Grandma, you really can't show any mercy at all..."
The head of the Deng family frowned and asked. He had originally thought of finding all the famous local spirit mediums to come and ask the old lady for help. The old lady would probably think of the favor and come out to say a word.
However, they did not expect that the old lady would be so direct and offend everyone in public.
However, the head of the Deng family had also heard that the old lady was once a "tiger girl" in the Northeast. Everyone who saw her said she was a "tiger girl".
A person who says and dares to do anything.
Once she makes a decision, even ten horses can’t pull it back.
Helplessly, everyone could only bow to Guan Shihua and leave.
Since the old lady would not show up, they had to participate. Now there was only one way left for them, to attend the witchcraft conference and regain the position of witch king.
After everyone left, Guan Shihua snorted coldly and said unhappily, "Since you're here, why are you still hiding?"
Swish!
An old man in a Tang suit came out from the shadows nearby, looked at Guan Shihua who was sitting on the kang and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you so angry in a long time, grandma!"
"I am angry at these little bastards..."
Guan Shihua poured the old man a cup of hot tea and said, "I have been in the house without anyone noticing. These little brats are still short of practice..."
"Haha, please don't laugh at me, old lady. My mediocre kung fu is not good enough for a formal occasion!"
The old man didn't hesitate to sit on the other side and picked up the teacup and said, "But, are you really not going to care? You have to know that these spirits are all your disciples, to put it bluntly..."
"Stop it. If you haven't paid homage to the mountain gate, what kind of disciple are you?"
Guan Shihua took a sip of tea and said, "I only learned two moves from them..."
"Besides, if I am the only one who can perform this martial art... then I think it's better if this martial art is lost!"
"By the way, Gao Xiaozi, tell me, what has happened recently?"
The old man in Tang suit is the head of the Gao family, one of the four families.
Patriarch Gao also shook his head and said, "I told you not to hit me."
“Promising!”
Guan Shihua rolled his eyes at Patriarch Gao and said, "Hurry up, if you have something to say, say it now!"
"Old Patriarch Wang asked me to ask you what you think. If you mind..."
Patriarch Gao said hesitantly, "He will hold down their 'young master' and prevent him from participating..."
"Pooh!"
Guan Shihua spat and said with disdain: "Look at the character of that fat guy. Tell him that I don't need him and I don't want to care. After I quit this so-called 'Ten Masters', I will prepare to enjoy my old age. Whatever happens in the circle is up to me!"
“You are…”
Guan Shihua has been disliking Wang Ai for a long time, and everyone has gotten used to it over the years, but now they are at this age...
However, Patriarch Gao thought of the Wang family's method of detaining spirits and sending generals, and shook his head helplessly.
It's not his place to get involved in what's going on between these two people.
"Okay, now that you've said that, I won't be a bother to you anymore. I'm leaving now!"
After saying that, when Master Gao was about to get up and leave, Guan Shihua called him, "Wait!"
"Grandma, do you have any other instructions?" asked the head of the Gao family curiously.
Guan Shihua didn't say much. She took out an old booklet from her kang and turned to throw it to the head of the Gao family.
"Grandma, what are you doing..." asked the head of the Gao family curiously.
"Make a few copies for those brats, so that they can study and not embarrass Chu Ma Xian'er at the meeting again!" After Guan Shihua finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the head of the Gao family.
"Why don't you just give it to them yourself? And if you give it to them, your old disciple..."
Patriarch Gao knew what this thing was without even looking at it. This booklet was probably the horse-riding kung fu that Guan Shihua had researched over the years, and it was given to those monastic families. So what did Guan Shihua pass on to her disciples?
"Grandma..."
Just then, a shout was heard from Guan Shihua's courtyard.
"Okay, take your things and leave . Tell them that if they bring shame to the Ma Xian'er family, they should not come back. If they meet the Wang family and the Feng family, tell them that it is not shameful to lose. Don't lose your way because of a spirit-binding and general-dispatching incident... As for my children..."
Guan Shihua smiled and waved his hand to signal the head of the Gao family to leave. "I naturally have other hidden treasures, so you don't need to worry about them."
"You really have a sharp tongue but a soft heart..."
The head of the Gao family was also a little helpless. He shook his head, turned around and disappeared into the shadows.
"Grandma, I have completed today's assignment. What should I do next?"
…
“I’ll go…”
Zhang Chulan was showing off his meal with Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu at this time. He was a little surprised after learning about the witchcraft convention. "Junior Master, do you think this witchcraft convention needs to be so grand..."
"If we just want to hold an ordinary conference, there really is no such thing!"
Zhang Lingyu put the vegetables in the chopsticks into his mouth, chewed and swallowed them before saying: "This involves the issue of the Ten Lords. You have to know that each of the 'Lords' is..."
At this point, Zhang Lingyu suddenly became silent, as if he had thought of something.
However, just because Zhang Lingyu didn’t say anything doesn’t mean that Zhang Chulan, who is so smart, can’t guess what he is thinking.
What else could Zhang Lingyu think of? He was thinking about his master.
After cleaning the rice in the bowl, Zhang Chulan lit a cigarette and said, "Master Junior, I remember that I should go to the company to see if Master should stay in the mountains honestly..."
Snap!
Zhang Lingyu's head, which had been lowered, suddenly raised up, and his eyes sparkled with brilliance again.
Zhang Chulan looked embarrassed. This junior master was too honest. He actually believed what he said...
…
"A month later..."
Wang Bing sat in front of the chair and glanced at an invitation on the table. This invitation was the invitation to the witchcraft conference. He looked up at Wang Ye who was sitting in front of him and asked, "You said you came to see me at this time. Is there any trouble again?"
Wang Ye didn't say too much nonsense with Wang Bing. He untied the gauze tied around his neck, which had a red scar on it.
"Oh my god, you are..."
Wang Bing opened his narrowed eyes slightly. The scar on Wang Ye's neck was not shallow. If it was slightly off, it would have directly cut the aorta. "What enemy did you meet?"
"It's the guy you mentioned who would mess up the golden watch..."
Wang Ye said in a deep voice: "I met this guy when I was visiting the heads of various sects."
“…”
Wang Bing was silent for a while, then slowly asked, "Did you find anything?"
