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Chapter 243 He is 145 years old this year



Chapter 243 He is 145 years old this year

But Jin Guagua said it was an old monster.

Bae Joo-hyun said: "He is 145 years old this year."

When Yu Qingtang first heard this number, he didn't have any idea, but when he realized that it was referring to a person's age, his eyes widened in shock.

"My master is five years younger than him and is 140 years old this year. He often falls into a coma and his life is hanging on to a thread of obsession.

My master, who had the great merit of saving the country and the people, lived to the age of 140.

Taoist Qing Jie is not as good as my master in terms of cultivation, nor in terms of merit and virtue. How do you think he is 145 years old and still people think he is only in his 40s?"

After hearing what he said, Yu Qingtang combined it with what he had said before: Taoist Qingjie wanted to capture someone with great luck, and he swung his feet and ran forward quickly.

It’s over. Jiang Yuanyuan didn’t come to play with her today. She thought she went out to play with her other friends. Could something have happened?

Cheng Wuyang and Pei Zhuxuan followed closely behind her.

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Jiang Yuanyuan was extremely happy today. She was holding a small flower rolled up out of red cloth in her hand, and was stumbling towards the educated youth site.

"I have a little flower that is so beautiful. I want to give it to Sister Yu. Sister Yu praised me for being great~"

"La la la (~ ̄▽ ̄)~"

"Where are you going, little friend?"

"What the hell?"

Jiang Yuanyuan raised her head and looked at the man who was blocking her way and who didn't look like her grandfather's grandfather.

Taoist Qingjie lowered his head and looked at the tiny thing in front of his legs.

"Is this the sum of this generation's luck? Why does it look so stupid?"

Jiang Yuanyuan didn't understand what he said before.

But she understood what he said next. He was calling her stupid.

Jiang Yuanyuan puffed up her face and backed away until she was three meters away. Then she said angrily, "Yuanyuan is not stupid. Yuanyuan is very smart."

This is how Sister Yu praised Yuanyuan.

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid."

Sister Yu said that when she scolds someone, she brings the whole family along, which makes her look particularly powerful.

"Hahaha--"

This grandfather who didn't look like a grandfather suddenly laughed, and Jiang Yuanyuan looked at him cutely.

This grandfather even called Yuanyuan stupid, even though he was obviously the stupid one and he still laughed after being scolded.

Jiang Yuanyuan walked with her short legs, standing three meters away from him and trying to go around him.

"Little guy, can you lend me something?"

Somehow this grandfather who didn't look like a grandfather suddenly stopped in front of her again.

Jiang Yuanyuan puffed up her face and thought this grandpa was really annoying.

But grandma said that children should be polite, so she sighed like an adult and said childishly: "Grandpa, Yuanyuan has no money. Life is hard at home. There are so many children with open mouths to eat. Every year, the money is gone after it is distributed during the New Year."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Taoist Qingjie laughed heartily, stroking his beard and said, "I didn't expect you to be so cute. Why don't you follow me? I will let you live a little longer."

Jiang Yuanyuan was only four years old and didn't know much about life and death. When she heard his words, she didn't feel any danger and said cutely, "Yuanyuan is very cute, but Yuanyuan can't go with you. Yuanyuan has her own family. Grandpa should go back home and find his own family."

"Go home."

Taoist Qingjie stroked his beard and said, "If you lend me something, I can go back home."

"Well, okay, what do you want to borrow?"

Jiang Yuanyuan also knew to give him a heads up in advance: "If Yuanyuan doesn't have it or it's too expensive, you can't lend it to me."

"Hahahahaha, don't worry, you definitely have it."

Taoist Qingjie placed one hand on Jiang Yuanyuan's head, staring at her ignorant big eyes with his sharp eyes.

"Can you lend me your luck?"

Jiang Yuanyuan felt uncomfortable in her head, which was different from the feeling of being touched on the head normally.

She moved to take her head out of the grandfather's hand, but the hand on her head restrained her movements.

Jiang Yuanyuan struggled: "Let go of Yuanyuan's head."

Taoist Qingjie held Jiang Yuanyuan's head with one hand and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his arms with the other hand.

Occasionally, people passed by on the road but acted as if they didn't see them. Jiang Yuanyuan called out to them for help but they couldn't hear her.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa -"

Jiang Yuanyuan was just a lucky child, and when faced with this situation, there was nothing she could do except cry.

But the fact that she was lucky was enough.

Just as Taoist Qingjie was about to stuff the talisman into her open crying mouth, Yu Qingtang arrived with Cheng Wuyang and Pei Zhuxuan.

Cheng Wuyang is very accurate in archery and throwing stones.

A stone hit Taoist Qingjie's hand which was pressing on Jiang Yuanyuan's head.

Taoist Qingjie felt pain and withdrew his hand.

Jiang Yuanyuan was also very smart. As soon as her head was released, she ran towards Yu Qingtang with tears in her eyes, swinging her short legs.

"Sister Yu~~~"

Pei Zhuxuan turned to look at him in surprise when she saw the size of the stone that Cheng Wuyang threw out.

Cheng Wuyang knew why he was looking at him, and said coldly: "Even if the stone bounces back and hits me, it won't hit the child."

Pei Zhuxuan looked down at the child who had already thrown himself on Yu Qingtang and was crying while hugging her thighs. She sighed, "Is this the one with great luck? He doesn't look very smart."

Jiang Yuanyuan paused, turned her head, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and blinked.

What I was originally going to say: You are not very smart, and your whole family is not very smart.

It became: "Brother, you are so handsome."

When Cheng Wuyang heard this, it was as if he saw a smaller version of Yu Qingtang.

Bae Joo Hyun smiled gently.

When he turned around and looked at the Taoist Qingjie who had a Taoist look opposite him, the smile on his face disappeared.

He solemnly bowed to Taoist Qing Jie and said, "I wish you all the best, Uncle Qing Jie. I am Pei Zhuxuan, the junior who learned from Taoist Qing Xuan."

Taoist Qingjie's originally calm expression became mysterious.

He said leisurely: "No wonder I think you are so elegant and graceful, like an old friend. It turns out you are my disciple."

He asked with a smile, just like an elder chatting with a younger person: "It has been more than 130 years since we last met. Is Senior Brother still alive?"

Pei Zhuxuan also smiled, and said calmly: "Master, your time is coming. Looking back on your life, you find that you still have a few wishes that have not been fulfilled. I came here to fulfill your wishes."

"Oh? What is Senior Brother's wish that makes him drag on and refuse to die?"

These words were very unpleasant to hear. Yu Qingtang felt that if someone spoke of her elders like this, she would definitely rush up and beat him up.

But Bae Joo-hyun still has the same expression and tone.

Yu Qingtang couldn't help but admire his determination.

"Master lived a life of ease and carefreeness. His only regret is that he lost part of his memory during the war and could not find his way home. And before his master passed away, he told him..."


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