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Chapter 90 Being a senior brother is not easy!

"Senior sister, is there any other good news?"

"No, and what you just said is wrong. You offend people every day. If you don't have any senior brothers and sisters to help you make peace, be careful of being slapped when you go out!"

"Senior sister, do you think that my mind has not regained its clarity, so it is easy to fool me.

The senior brother has a lazy personality. Recently, he even used the excuse of catching Chu Liuxiang to wander around for three months. Can he catch Chu Liuxiang? Not even a hair was caught!

The second senior brother is serious and responsible. It is said that he is involved in a big case and seems to be in more trouble than me.

Besides, ahem, I won’t talk about this anymore!

Zhui Feng followed his master on a case some time ago, and then went to deal with Zhang Danfeng's matter, but he didn't have time.

Thirteen has set his sights on the master's position and wants to set up another branch at Six Gates. He has been extremely busy lately.

The only ones who have the time and ability to help me negotiate peace are Seventh Junior Sister and Eighth Junior Sister. They two... may have a case to investigate recently, a very important case! "

Shen Lian counted all his classmates with his fingers. To be honest, the person who really helped Shen Lian make peace must be his senior brother Tong Lin.

The eldest brother has been in the government for the longest time. He focuses on Huairou when investigating crimes and theft. He has an excellent reputation in the world. He has friends in various sects and has plenty of time recently.

Although he said he was going to catch Chu Liuxiang, he might actually be going to some sects along the way to help Shen Lian deal with his problems.

It’s really not easy, Senior Brother!

He wipes the butts of his junior brothers and sisters every day, yet he is criticized for being too lazy. The one who complains the most is the junior brothers and sisters who cause trouble for him every day. It is really sad.

Shen Lian felt a little inappropriate.

If you have time next year, you will find a way to trick Chu Liuxiang and then bring Chu Liuxiang to him.

When he returned to Tongfu Inn, Tong Xiangyu took the initiative to greet him and looked at Shen Lian as if he was looking at the best person - someone who was taken advantage of!

As we all know, if Mr. Shen breaks something, he must be compensated. Previously, he had a fight with Feng Siniang in the backyard and broke something.

Therefore, compensation should be paid.

Who can let yourself speak without thinking!

"Shopkeeper Tong, what are you going to do? Are you just going to drag it out like this? This is not the way to go!"

Shen Lian pointed to the guest room: "Even if you can continue to delay it, the three of them will definitely not be able to bear it."

Tong Xiangyu said helplessly: "Just take it one step at a time, I really don't know what to do!"

In fact, if Tong Xiangyu was cruel and asked people to take Mo Xiaobei away, there would be no problem.

But what to do next?

Mo Xiaobei is a naughty child. She never does things without thinking. Her stomach turns much faster than her brain. She wants to eat delicious food and play fun things. If she doesn't get them, she will cry.

Lu Yiming and the others simply couldn't afford it.

Or rob.

Or steal.

Or a few of them perform on the streets.

Even if the three of them were embarrassed, the Hengshan Mo family would not be able to lose face, and Mo Xiaobei would not be able to endure the hardship.

But from any reasonable point of view, people are qualified to take people away. Tong Xiangyu adopted Mo Xiaobei out of kindness and righteousness, but at some point...

Shen Lian didn't know how to describe it. He could only say that Tong Xiangyu was so damn unlucky!

She had just gotten married, but before she could even marry her, her husband died due to civil strife within the sect. Not only did she become an orphan, but she was also left with a dragster who was more than ten years old.

It’s okay for children to be obedient, but this child is very disobedient. What he loves most is making noises.

Therefore, Tong Xiangyu's life has not been easy in the past two years, but her conscience can't bear to let her get rid of the burden and live a pure life.

What should I do about this matter?

Feng Siniang suggested in a low voice: "I have observed carefully in the past two days, that Mo Xiaobei is more noisy than I was when I was a child, he is a naughty child among naughty children.

It is better to let them try how difficult it is to raise a teenage child and let them quit. "

Shen Lian said: "Impossible, that is their only obsession. They can die but cannot retreat."

"So what if I quit?"

"If you retreat, you will die!"

"Who among you three will buy me candied haws on a stick?"

Mo Xiaobei looked at Lu Yiming and the others and subconsciously begged for candied haws on a stick. After all, in her opinion, the head of the Hengshan Sect couldn't afford candied haws on a stick.

I really can’t afford it!

First of all, she is not the head of the Hengshan sect, but the head of the Mo family branch. She is a complete showman.

Secondly, due to the civil strife in the sect, all the property of her branch was ruined. Lu Yiming and the three of them could not afford to eat, let alone eat snacks.

This is the truth. Can you reason with a naughty kid?

Not to mention the three strangers, even Bai Zhantang, who got along day and night, was unreasonable in front of Tanghulu.

As soon as they met, Mo Xiaobei taught Lu Yiming and the others a lesson, telling them that she was not a mature gang leader, but a willful naughty child.

Raising children has never been easy!

Raising children is no easy task!

It is most difficult to raise a naughty child with no money in your pocket!

Lu Yiming said awkwardly: "Master, we really have no money in our pockets, we are almost..."

Mo Xiaobei didn't care about this and muttered: "You can't afford to eat candied haws on a stick, right? What's the point of being the leader? I don't want to be the leader anymore!"

Lu Yiming gritted his teeth and said, "There must be a pawn shop nearby. My sword is worth some money!"

Zhou Dunru immediately persuaded after hearing this: "This sword was given to you by the master. I have been with you for so many years. If you pawned the sword, you would still be a Hengshan swordsman."

The three of them gnashed their teeth anxiously. Mo Xiaobei raised his head and hummed, looking at the three of them slightly provocatively.

Can you blame Mo Xiaobei?

You are walking on the street, and suddenly three tough men block your way, saying that you are the heir to a large company and hope that you will go back and inherit the company.

You subconsciously express that you want to eat snacks, but they say that they don’t have money to buy them. Who the hell can believe this?

Which big company can't afford candied haws on a stick!

Does a sect that can’t even afford snacks still need to pass on the legacy? Just disband and that’s it!

Especially in Mo Xiaobei's memory, the Hengshan sect was a famous sect that occupied a whole mountain. It was really difficult for her to understand the embarrassment of Lu Yiming and the others.

Lu Yiming and the other three looked at each other, gritted their teeth and strode out of the guest room. Mo Xiaobei suddenly stopped them.

Just when Lu Yiming thought that Mo Xiaobei knew that this sword was very important and was testing them just now, Mo Xiaobei's next words gave him a heavy blow.

"The candied haws must be hawthorn. I don't like the fancy ones. The thicker the sugar coating, the better."

"It's the leader~~"

Lu Yiming frowned and went to the pawn shop, pawning his sword for ten taels of silver. He thought the money would be enough for a while, but this was a big mistake.

First of all, Mo Xiaobei is thirteen years old this year. Children of this age are in the stage of physical growth.

Growing your body requires a lot of energy, so you eat a lot. Not only do you eat a lot, but you also eat frequently.

Five words to describe it - there is nothing left to eat!

Not to mention a mere piece of candied haws, even a whole stack of candied haws can last for up to two days.

Secondly, Mo Xiaobei is a child at heart and doesn't understand what it means to be the head of Hengshan. He only regards him as the "King of Children".

I used to be honest in class, but now I have three bodyguards with strong martial arts skills, so I can't be honest at all.

The teacher doesn't care and just makes a fuss.

If the teacher dares to take charge, beat the teacher violently!

Three Hengshan swordsmen, who were of good character and would rather go hungry than bully the people, broke the pride of the disciples of the great sect and punched innocent people.

"Snapped!"

Shen Lian grabbed Lu Yiming's wrist.

"The Hengshan sect is a well-known and decent sect. Your master taught you martial arts to punish evil and promote good, not to bully the people! Please be honest!

No one was hurt this time. For the sake of shopkeeper Tong, I will let you go for now.

Next time, if there is a next time, if you punch me like this, I can guarantee that there will be three Hengshan disciples in the prison of Qixia Town! "

Shen Lian casually threw Lu Yiming out of the academy.

The three of them knew they were in the wrong and did not dare to say anything. Just as they were about to leave, Shen Lian said: "Sir, you are frightened. You have to pay compensation. You also need to compensate for the broken tables, chairs and benches. Please settle the account before leaving."

"Captain Shen, you are going too far!"

"It's you who bully others, not me. If you don't get compensation, go to jail and reflect!"

"Give! I give! Our Hengshan sect is a well-known and decent sect. It is our fault to oppress innocent people. We should compensate. Sir, I'm sorry."

Lu Yiming walked in quickly, bowed respectfully to the teacher, then took out his wallet, took out a piece of broken silver, and handed it to the teacher with both hands.

He didn't want to give this money.

He had to give this money.

Giving money has nothing to do with Shen Lian. Even if Shen Lian is not here, he will definitely give the money.

This is his only remaining pride.

This is all he has left.

This is even his reason for living.

The ancestral property was sold.

The sword is pawned.

The last thing left to him by the Hengshan Sect was the sect rules of the famous sect. If the sect rules were torn into pieces, what would he have left? Can he survive?

Zhou Dunru and Zhu Xiaoyun's hearts were not so tense. After all, they were junior brothers.

Lu Yiming is the senior brother, and he has to work hard to support this mess, and the strings in his heart have already been stretched straight.

The string is broken.

Life is about to end.

Punching a teacher is a very serious crime for any academy. In serious cases, he will be expelled directly from school.

The gentleman in this academy is quite generous and doesn't care too much. However, Mo Xiaobei cannot return to the academy for classes in a short period of time and needs to reflect at home.

This is not a "vacation."

Reading is very expensive.

Not every family can afford to study.

Most college students cherish opportunities very much.

The hanging beam stabs the buttocks, and the cold window reads hard.

If I go home and tell my parents that I have temporarily dropped out of school because I beat my husband, I will have to eat at least three meals of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots.

Dad gives me a beating.

Give your mother a beating.

Tomorrow I'll be in front of Mr. Mixed Doubles.

Mo Xiaobei didn't care about this, because Tong Xiangyu didn't know how to hit her, scolded her in one ear and out the other, and she didn't listen to anything she said, so what did she care about?

When I was in the academy, I would more or less abide by some rules. I would stay home from school and be completely lawless.

Mo Xiaobei led the three of them around the streets all day long, eating snacks and playing with toys. In less than three days, all ten taels of silver were lost.

Then, Zhou Dunru's sword was gone.

Then, what should be done?

Mo Xiaobei didn't show any restraint. Instead, he became more and more lawless due to the three people's pampering and indulgence.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

Lu Yiming spread the money on the table and counted it three times in a row. There were only fifteen copper coins, which was not even enough for daily expenses.

If Mo Xiaobei just eats some snacks, these copper coins will be spent, and then they will be completely out of money.

Lu Yiming's face was full of exhaustion: "There are only so many left, what do you think we should do?"

Zhou Dunru sneered and said: "What can we do? Can Mo Xiaobei be the leader? Look at her like that, the leader of the Hengshan Sect? The leader of the Tanghu Lu Sect is almost the same!"

Lu Yiming said angrily: "What did you say! The hard work of four generations of the Hengshan sect cannot be ruined in the hands of our generation. We must pass on the swordsmanship."

The first ancestor of the Hengshan Sect was named Mo Taichong.

He once exchanged two meat buns for a sword manual from a certain expert in the game.

After mastering swordsmanship, Mo Taichong annihilated the bandits entrenched near Hengyang City and received a reward from the court. He used the reward to buy a hilltop and founded the Hengshan Sect.

Mo Taichong had two sons. In order to prevent his sons from being separated due to inheritance, he took the initiative to separate the sect.

Hengshan Mountain has seventy-two peaks and five main peaks. They can be divided into any number, and it also expands the territory in disguise.

The first lineage is Mo Xiaobei's lineage, and now there are only four people left, including one ignorant naughty child.

The leader of the first line is Mr. Mo Da, who is also recognized as the leader of Hengshan in the world. Unfortunately, this leader walks around the streets and plays the huqin all day long and has almost no serious business.

Originally, Mr. Mo Da's junior brother Liu Zhengfeng would help with official affairs. In the past two years, Liu Zhengfeng was obsessed with music and was indifferent to gang affairs.

Although it will not completely decline, the Hengshan Sect, which has been passed down for four generations, is already declining.

The persistence of Lu Yiming and others was certainly valuable, but even elders such as Mr. Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng didn't care much about it and never asked a question.

Zhou Dunru said dejectedly: "What can we teach about our swordsmanship? Didn't you listen to the master? Shen Captou looked at it once and learned the swordsmanship."

"Maybe he peeked at the secret book!"

Zhou Dunruo said with some self-deprecation: "Is the Hengshan Sect's secret book worthy of Shen Lian taking a peek?

Shen Lian never used a sword. Even if Dugu Qiubei's sword manual was placed in front of him, he would not bother to read it!

Our sect has been ruined, our swordsmanship is not very mysterious, the senior brother does not want to be the leader, and Mo Xiaobei does not know how to be the leader, so what else is there to do?

With our martial arts skills, if we find a wealthy family as a nursing home, we will definitely live a more comfortable life than we do now! "

"How dare you call the leader by his name!"

"What do you want? What can you do? If you can, you draw your sword and chop me. Where is your sword? Your sword has turned into a candied haws and has been eaten by the leader!"

"Zhou Dunru, you can't rebel if you want to!"

"Senior brother, as a junior brother, I fully understand how difficult it has been for you over the years. I have no problem with you being the leader. If Mo Xiaobei is allowed to be the leader, I will leave!"

Bielan is the ultimate weapon.

Previously, Lu Yiming wanted to be the leader, but Zhou Dunru and Zhu Xiaoyun were unwilling. Now seeing Mo Xiaobei, comparing the two, it is obvious that Lu Yiming is better!

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