Uncle is Up - Chapter 406

  Chapter 406 Finale

  Bei Yinuan couldn’t remember the plot of the dream, but Xiao Zhang said that she had a nightmare, and kept shouting who you were.

  Ever since waking up, Bei Yinuan found that something was wrong with her. If it wasn’t for something wrong, the old man probably wouldn’t let her come to Cangyuan Mountain.

  After flying for five hours, we finally arrived at Cangyuan Mountain.

  Looking down from the sky, in the lush mountains, the fresh air soaking into the heart and spleen is very comfortable. It is completely different from the air full of car exhaust and smog in big cities. Taking a breath of the air from Cangyuan Mountain makes the body feel relaxed.

   “I’ll take a step first, Xiao Zhang, hurry up and follow.”

  The good environment made her feel better, she smiled at Xiao Zhang, and immediately jumped down from a Taoist temple without a parachute from a height of several hundred meters.

  Xiao Zhang bowed slightly to her: “Yes, Miss, be careful.”

The Taoist temple that Bei Yinuan took over was called Sanqing Temple. It was a well-known grand temple with endless incense. It was a competitor with the Xiaojin Temple in the east, but only the insiders knew that there was no competition between this temple and the temple. Both of them settled down because of Cangyuanshan’s aura.

  Bei Yinuan jumped down, the wind blew on her cheeks, a little painful, bright red witch power surged out from her body and wrapped her body, condensing into the shape of wings on her back.

  The strength of the red wings supported her to fly, and she slowly landed on the roof of the Taoist temple.

  She came quietly, but the moment she landed, an old man in Taoist robes walked out of the room she stepped on. The old man had long silver hair and looked up at her with clear eyes.

  ”Xiaobei benefactor” the old man smiled.

  Bei Yinuan didn’t turn his head away: “I’ve said it before, don’t call me Xiaobei’s benefactor.”

  She took a step forward, fell, and landed silently.

   “My Lord, I will borrow you again for a few days,” she said.

   Sanqing shook his head slowly: “It’s okay, is Xiaobei’s benefactor causing trouble again?”

  If it wasn’t for causing trouble, Bei Yinuan would never have been driven to Cangyuan Mountain by the old man.

   “No, come here for vacation” She put her hands in her pockets, and turned to another yard through the familiar exit door.

  Sanqing was always smiling, he called a young disciple to take care of Bei Yinuan, and then went back to meditate again.

  After three days in Sanqingguan, Bei Yinuan still didn’t have the idea of ​​going out for a walk. She was tired of looking at the scenery inside and outside, so she stayed in the room and read novels to pass the time.

  The signal on the mountain is not good, only novels and movies downloaded in advance can be watched to pass the time.

What kind of practice did she come to Sanqing Temple? She chose the former between Guan and Xiaojinsi, because the latter cannot eat meat.

   “Miss, lunch is ready, do you want to eat now?” Xiao Zhang outside knocked on her door.

   “Come in.” She lay on her side and swiped her phone. She pointed her index finger at the door, and the door opened automatically.

  Xiao Zhang was hesitant to speak when he saw her idling, he didn’t leave immediately after putting down the tray, but hesitated where he was, thinking about something.

  Bei Yinuan glanced at him lightly, her upturned eyes are particularly attractive, but when she is expressionless, these eyes will give people a lot of pressure.

   “Fast fart, or get out!”

  Xiao Zhang lowered his head, frightened, and stammered, “Miss… the old man said, said…” He closed his eyes and said, “The old man said that I want you to help take the young master Biao!”

“what??”

   Throwing the phone in the corner, she hooked her hand at Xiao Zhang: “Come here, what are you talking about? Who are you bringing?”

  Xiao Zhang took a few steps back on his hind legs, swallowed: “Master, take a watch.”

   “You mean that trash kid?” Bei Yinuan’s eyes widened in disbelief: “The little **** who doesn’t have any magic power?”

Xiao Zhang explained in a low voice: “I heard from the old man that Young Master Biao re-tested his witch power the year before last, and his level was not low. As soon as he stabilized this year, the old man took someone over and wanted you to take him with him. Now, probably, maybe Young Master Biao has already On the way to Cangyuan Mountain.”

  She yelled: “I’m not a junk collector, get out! Tell him whoever came here to get out!”

  Xiao Zhang bowed slightly and hurriedly backed out.

  Bei Yinuan understands the behavior of the old man, but he just wants to find some capable subordinates for her in various branches. The kind with close relatives is the best, because they don’t think about betrayal, after all, they come from the same branch.

  The young master Biao in Xiao Zhang’s mouth is just a side branch that has produced several clothes. The head of the family is Beimo. Although it is a side branch, the line of Beimo has developed very well. The only pity is that the branch of Beimo is not developed in Beijing.

If it is a side branch, it is impossible for Bei Yinuan to remember who is in charge of this branch. The problem is that Beimo has a very famous son—Beitangyu, who is so famous that the whole capital knows him. Famous, more popular than a star.

Bei Tangyu is a typical dude, the second generation ancestor, playing with any danger, traffic jams, driving gangsters, and playing gangsters are all trivial matters, the most powerful thing is that one day this thing even played with arms, and almost couldn’t get out, Beitangyu Mo squandered half of his family property and went to the master’s family to fish out the unfilial son.

Speaking of this, Bei Yinuan also really admires Beitangyu. No matter what generation or branch they have in the Bei family, they have rules. What Bei Yinuan admired was that this **** is only a sophomore this year, not the kind who didn’t graduate!

The Bei family is a family of wizards, and every branch has children who inherit the blood of witch power. Bei Tangyu has no magic power at all, and he is more open to playing games than her. How powerful and awesome.

  Bei Yinuan is really afraid that the old man will send someone to her. She can teach the younger generation, but she doesn’t want to teach Beitangyu’s kind of stubborn, broken seed from the root.

  She packed up her package, and wanted to find a place to hide quickly before Xiao Zhang found out. She couldn’t disobey the old man’s words, so shouldn’t she be allowed to run away?

  Beitangyu’s boy is unlucky, she doesn’t want to get into trouble, and she has to spend all her family property to get this little waste.

   Thirty-six strategies are the best policy.

   After packing up, she didn’t delay for a moment, opened the door, looked around, and quietly went out.

   “Master Xiaobei, where are you going?” The little Taoist who was passing by looked blankly at her and her backpack.

   “Go, go, why are you asking so many questions, go read your scriptures.” She shook the little Taoist priest’s head vigorously.

  The little Taoist nunuzui: “I am a Taoist priest, I don’t chant scriptures.”

   “Do you understand the Taoist family?” With a loud roar, she turned and walked towards the gate.

  The little Taoist straightened his Taoist hat, rolled his eyes at her, and muttered: “You are from the Taoist temple family. A Taoist is a Taoist, and a monk is a monk. They are different, okay?”

  Bei Yinuan opened the door, grabbed the handle and tried to pull it open, but the door was already open.

  There are people outside the door.

“Ok?”

  The people outside the door were surprised to see her.

  Bei Yinuan looked up, and what came into view was a youthful face, with picturesque brows, wide-open phoenix eyes, a mole of tears on the lower eyelashes, and a faint smile on the full lips.

  The boy’s soft hair fluttered with the autumn wind, his youthful face was full of vigor, and there was an unconcealable tenderness between his brows and eyes. In an instant, Bei Yinuan saw another figure appear on his face, a proud and wild face.

   “Little Martial Uncle.”

  It was as if another person’s sweet and greasy voice came from my ears.

  Frames of pictures seemed to flash in her mind at double speed.

  Her heart constricted for a while, and it was difficult to breathe. The feeling of suffocation made her squat down uncomfortably, breathing heavily, and it was the first time in her life that she felt the feeling of sadness spreading all over her body. It was inexplicable.

  The boy suddenly half-kneeled in front of her, lightly inserted his slender fingers into her hair and pressed on the back of her head, and the light and fresh scent instantly entered her breath.

  The boy said: “I’m here to find you”

  Bei Yinuan felt a sign, her face itched, she stretched out her hand to touch the itching on her face, her fingers were wet with tears.

  She hugged the boy back in a daze, and asked with a trembling voice.

“Who are you?”

   “Beitangyu, or…Xu Mingyu.”

   There is also a side story.

  (end of this chapter)