aircannonsinc Chapter 433: Humiliation
Chapter 433: Humiliation
After dinner, it gradually became dark.
Farmhouses do not talk at night, and at night, in order to save money, most of them have already slept.
But in Wei Ning's house, a candle is rarely lit.
Although it was just a dim oil lamp, it also supported a little light in the vast darkness.
Wei Ning stared at the candle in a daze, and the gradually drowsy drowsiness made him nod his head uncontrollably.
"Tomorrow, you will send something to the third uncle. The third uncle's family has found a good way for Ning'er. You can't forget it."
There is only one bed in the house.
Wei Ning was sitting on the bed, while his mother and father were sitting beside the bed, leaning against the candlelight on a small table on the bed, watching each other's eyes.
"Yes, yes, of course we can't forget it. Speaking of which, the child from the third uncle's family last year, although he didn't go to Xianzong, he also got a good job, and now he has become an Outer Sect "837". My disciple, I have three taels of silver a month for wages, and I have fish and meat, but don’t you feel happy?”
Looking at his father's longing eyes, Wei Ning faintly noticed something in his heart.
But his usual cautious nature kept him silent.
To Xianshan.
While eating, he had already heard his father and mother talk about this place.
I heard that there are immortal sects there, which are the way to cultivate immortals and practice Taoism, but those who are infected with these immortals will live very well.
Even Wang Er Fatty's family at the head of the village, because their children went to Xiangxian Mountain, won 100 taels of gold, and last year they also begged three concubines and built a big house, which became the object of admiration of villagers from all over the world.
begging a daughter-in-law
Wei Ning frowned again, in his heart, he had no desire for these mortal worlds.
It's just that in his bizarre dream, he was once a flying immortal.
Maybe, in your previous life, you were really an immortal?
Wei Ning shook his head fiercely. Now, for him, the hot kang head in front of him was a little dim.
is his reality.
As for that dream, no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he couldn't quite remember it.
Just, think about it this way.
He suddenly became interested in going to Xianshan.
If he could go to Xianshan, wouldn't he be able to figure out what happened in his dream?
Wei Ning didn't know.
He just felt that his own ideas might be too naive.
Father and mother talked for an hour or two, and finally everything was agreed upon.
After three days, he will be transported to Xianshan to participate in the entrance examination.
As for all these things, it is said that his own third uncle.
However, Wei Ning had no impression of his third uncle.
By the end of the night, the whole family had already slept.
Wei Ning was alone, looking out the window at the bright moon and stars.
He couldn't help thinking that in some world in his dream, the stars lit up the sky...
three days later.
On the path outside the door, a carriage came.
In front of the carriage, sat an immortal old man, wearing a yellow robe and holding a floating dust. Although his eyebrows, hair and beard were white, he was full of energy, not like an old man.
"Is this a fairy?
Wei Ning had doubts in his heart.
"Who is Wei Ning?"
The immortal got off the carriage, raised his head, and glanced at the three people in the yard with a mighty look.
"It's him, the child is Wei Ning.
The parents, who were already waiting at the door, personally delivered Wei Ning to the old man.
The old man looked at Wei Ning and looked up and down, only to see Wei Ning's handsome face and beautiful eyes, but because his skin was a little dry and dark, he didn't seem so bright.
"Get in the car!"
It seemed that the old man cherished words very much. He didn't say much. He just pointed to the carriage and asked Wei Ning to get on the carriage.
"Mother, father, the baby is gone."
Wei Ning turned his head and picked up the package he had already prepared. Inside was a little change of clothes and two of his favorite sugar cakes.
"Son, come on and pass the test! Be sure to go to Xianmen!"
The father was full of expectations, but there was also some reluctance in his eyes.
But her mother stared at her tightly, frowning worriedly, but said nothing.
Maybe parting is painful.
Wei Ning's heart was filled with so many memories that he couldn't feel the pain.
But he was keenly aware of the emotions of his mother and father.
So he said goodbye again and again, and then got into the carriage.
After waiting to get into the carriage, he found that he was not alone in the carriage.
The fairly spacious carriage was filled with children, about a dozen people in total.
But vaguely, Wei Ning discovered that these children seemed to be living separately according to a special order.
The innermost is a group of guys dressed in splendid clothes, with tender skin and tender flesh. At first glance, they are disciples from wealthy families.
And the middle ones, although they seem to be dressed a little bit worse, it is obvious that these people have sharp eyes and are good at sizing up others, communicating with each other, and forming cliques.
These people may be the children of some artisans and merchants in the city.
Since childhood, I have learned some skills in life from my own parents.
Therefore, these people are surrounded by the most beautiful children in the innermost clothes, and they please in every possible way.
The people on the outside were the same as Wei Ning, wearing sackcloth and dark-skinned peasant children.
At this moment, the innermost child, after seeing Wei Ning getting into the car, showed a disgusting face:
"It stinks! I don't know where the beggars came from, but they also want to go to Xianzong? It's really the toad that wants to eat swan meat!"
As soon as the voice fell, the industrial and commercial disciple on the side complimented:
"What Young Master Wang Shan said is very true! What he said is very true!"
After saying that, he also added a few sarcastic words.
Wei Ning frowned, but there was only a kind of displeasure in his heart.
He looked at these people carefully, and clenched his fist again, secretly calculating in his heart that if a fight broke out, he would be able to bring down a few people.
He turned his gaze to 4.9, a farmer disciple who was just like himself.
It's a pity that there are three farm disciples who are the same as him. All three of them have dull eyes and look timid.
Like most people who leave home for the first time, they are filled with fear.
And because of the honest duty of farmer disciples.
But he didn't dare to say a word.
"It seems that they can't count on it."
Wei Ning shook his head, but said.
Hearing this, the innermost son Wang Shan laughed:
"What? If you say a few words, you still want to beat me? Boy, what are you? You dare to talk to Master Ben Young.
Wang Shan's face was arrogant and domineering.
It's just that before his voice fell, Wei Ning stepped forward quickly.
What followed was a fierce slap on his face. .
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