My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Chapter 22 I'm a Good Man

"Wang Yaqiao is actually a national hero!"

"What a fart! Although traitors are hateful, the Ax Gang is not a good thing!"

"There is no way around this. If Wang Yaqiao doesn't expand his power, how can he fight traitors and lackeys?"

"It's true to assassinate traitors, and it's true to oppress the common people. It can only be said that he is a hero, not a hero."

"Speaking of which, how does the old man know so many big men?"

"I'm even more curious about the identity of the old man now!"

A group of people began to guess Xiao Chen's identity back then on the barrage.

They felt that the old man must have some ulterior secret.

Not only the netizens, but several members of Mushroom House also became more curious about Xiao Chen.

"Grandpa, apart from Wang Yaqiao, who are the big names you know in Shanghai?"

Peng Yuchang asked excitedly.

"That's a lot, like Zhang Xiaolin, Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng, I've seen all of these people, but none of them can accomplish anything except Xiao Du. Playing them is like playing monkeys, annexing all their forces in a few years."

Xiao Chen said while recalling.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded at this time.

What kind of legend was this old man in the Republic of China?

It stands to reason that he knows so many big shots, so he should never be an unknown person!
But the word "Xiao Chen" was never mentioned in the history books.

What kind of story is hidden behind him?

Huang Lei couldn't help swallowing at the thought of this.

He suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was definitely not as amiable as he appeared on the surface.

Maybe in the Republic of China, he was also a ruthless character who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain!

Xiao Chen seemed to have seen his thoughts, and said earnestly: "Xiao Huang, don't think about it, although I am a bit older, I am a good person!"

God is so kind!

The crowd was speechless.

Hey Hey hey!
You obviously know so many big gangsters, but you call yourself a good guy, don't you feel blush, old man? !

And ah!
With a butcher's knife, you chopped down hundreds of bandits without saving a single life.

Although then people really deserve to die.

But your old man's method is even more ruthless than that of your disciple Wang Yaqiao!

Xiao Chen deliberately pretended not to know what they were thinking, and pretended to read:
"Do good deeds every day, and you will live longer."

Huang Lei silently supported his forehead.

Father!Your performance is really quite clumsy!
But he didn't dare to say what was in his heart, so he could only smile wryly:

"Okay, it's almost time for bed, everyone go back to their respective rooms."

Huang Lei didn't dare to continue listening.

He was afraid that the old man would expose something about his past again.

Everyone's hearts could hardly bear it.

"Sister, go back to your room first."

He Jiong turned off the light in the living room and was the last one to walk up the stairs.

It was dead of night outside.

Only the rustling sound of insects.

In the distance, there are sporadic lights.

hide in the dark.

The mushroom house is upstairs.

"Grandpa, shall I tap your back?"

Peng Yuchang pestered Xiao Chen and insisted on sleeping with him.

"Okay."

Xiao Chen knew that this kid still wanted to hear the story.

So he nodded in agreement.

It just so happens that he has nothing to say about many things in ancient times.

The right is to tell the younger generation a fantasy story.

After returning to the room.

Xiao Chen was lying on the bed, and Peng Yuchang sat on the edge of the bed and pressed his shoulders.

"It is said that in ancient times, aura was abundant, and ten thousand ways coexisted"

This story is very long, so long that Xiao Chen almost forgot it.

If it weren't for Peng Yuchang, he would always be amazed
Xiao Chen almost forgot that he was once a ruthless person who shocked the world.

"Grandpa, was there really such a powerful person in ancient times?"

Peng Yuchang couldn't help asking questions.

"Do you wish there were?"

Xiao Chen asked calmly.

"Hope! I especially like reading Xiuxian and fantasy novels. The scenes depicted in them are too grand and spectacular!"

Peng Yuchang said excitedly.

"It turns out that modern people look at practitioners from this perspective."

Xiao Chen muttered something to himself.

"Hey? Grandpa, why do you say that, aren't you a modern person?"

Peng Yuchang caught a loophole.

"No, Grandpa, I'm just talking casually."

Xiao Chen came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head.

At this moment, there were slight footsteps outside the room.

Then came Zhang Zifeng's voice.

"Grandpa, are you asleep?"

"Nope."

"I just cut a watermelon, can I serve it to you?"

"Okay."

Afterwards, Zhang Zifeng walked in with a bowl of watermelon in his hands.

After seeing Peng Yuchang on the bed, she couldn't help but pouted and said:
"Brother! You interrupted Grandpa's rest again!"

"I am here to give grandpa a massage!"

Peng Yuchang faltered and argued.

"Bah! I guess you must be pestering grandpa to tell you fantasy stories again!"

Zhang Zifeng was ice-snow smart and guessed what he was thinking right away.

"Oh, sister, there is no camera to take pictures now, what's the matter with asking grandpa to tell the story?"

Peng Yuchang could only beg for mercy kindly.

"Then I want to listen!"

Zhang Zifeng handed the watermelon to Xiao Chen and Peng Yuchang, and then sat on the bed.

Subsequently.

An old man and two children sat side by side, eating watermelon with relish.

"Grandpa, is the watermelon sweet?"

Zhang Zifeng tilted his head to look at Xiao Chen and asked.

"sweet."

Xiao Chen nodded with a smile.

"Grandpa, can you tell me how you lost those five pots of footwashing water just now?"

Zhang Zifeng said with a look of hope.

Xiao Chen suddenly realized something, and blurted out:
"You won't be sent by Xiao Huang, will you?"

Zhang Zifeng groaned, his expression a bit embarrassed.

Sure enough!

Xiao Chen babbled a lot of nonsense just now, just to cover up the "magic" thing.

Unexpectedly, the old fox Huang Lei never forgot about it.

He also sent Zhang Zifeng to come and talk!
"Sister! You are too much! I didn't expect you to be an undercover agent!"

Peng Yuchang accused angrily.

Zhang Zifeng stuck out her tongue mischievously, and whispered:
"I was indeed sent by Teacher Huang. He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time just now. He didn't understand how Grandpa drained the water, so he sent me to find out the news in the name of delivering watermelons."

Good guy!
Infernal Affairs actually played in the mushroom house!
Hearing this, Xiao Chen raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Little Huang, you don't need to worry about such a trivial matter, do you?"

"Grandpa, you don't know Mr. Huang's character. He is very serious, and he will keep thinking hard when he encounters something he can't figure out."

(End of this chapter)