Fortune Teller Master-Chapter 129.3: Little Master Part 3
The legs were stretched straight, and people can tell they were hung up at a glance.
If he said that this little bug was stabbed to death by a straw, Old Man Song doesn’t believe it. It was an insult to it; It can be said that it has nothing to do with the straw, and it can’t be justified. This bug has just grown into an adult and at its strongest stage, so it was impossible to die suddenly.
The more Old Man Song thought about it, the more depressed he became. The fifth apprentice looked at Jiang Wei who was full of guilt and looked at the master who was about to cry, and muttered in a low voice: “Maybe the bug was broken?”
Old man Song didn’t know what was going on, but it was useless to think about it now. Although the bug was precious, it was not as important as Jiang Wei at this time, and Old Man Song was reluctant to do anything to Jiang Wei.
Old Man Song took his teapot and filled his stomach with tea, then put the teapot on the table: “No more, let’s go now.”
The eldest apprentice showed hesitation when he heard the words: “Master, the auspicious day calculated by Master Zhu is tomorrow.”
Old Man Song glanced at Jiang Wei, and said meaningfully: “Anyway, there is blood, it doesn’t matter if it’s early or late.”
The things were prepared long ago. After Jiang Wei put on a thick down jacket, he was put on a blindfold and pushed into a car. The car was bumping all the way, Jiang Wei was wearing a blindfold, it was pitch black, and he fell asleep after a while. Sitting next to him, the fifth apprentice turned his head to look at Jiang Wei who put his head on his shoulders, showing a depressed expression, always feeling that this hostage was easier than him, the kidnapper.
After bumping for more than two hours, the car stopped when it could no longer move forward.
The fifth apprentice hurriedly patted Jiang Wei, and pulled off his blindfold: “Don’t sleep, we’re here.”
Jiang Wei yawned and opened his eyes, rubbed his neck, and showed a satisfied expression: “I slept really well this time, hey, I can give you the blindfold. I think it is very fast to fall asleep wearing that thing!”
The fifth apprentice gave him a gloomy look, rubbed his numb arms and shoulders, and silently stuffed the blindfold into his pocket: “No, I have insomnia!”
Jiang Wei sighed regretfully, feeling that the service attitude of the kidnappers this time was particularly bad.
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The road up the mountain was difficult. Not to mention that there was a full 40 to 50 centimeters of snow here. But judging from what Old Man Song was doing, it was obvious that he was also a member of the Taoist sect.
Since he was a Taoist, he must have his ways. Even though Old Man Song was more than sixty, his walking speed in the thick snow is not slow, and even the youngest apprentice can’t keep up with him.
No need to mention Jiang Wei, he was about to become a dragon. The harsh environment was nothing to him, but he didn’t show it and walked side by side as if he was struggling.
Because Jiang Wei’s “physical strength” was limited, he always has to walk and rest, and every time he rests, he either needs to go to the toilet or gossip with someone. Old Man Song was already depressed because he killed his baby bug, but he was even more annoyed when he listened to his blah blah blah. Every time he took a break, he would walk a little farther and let his apprentices watch him.
In the eyes of Old Man Song’s apprentices, this young man named Jiang Wei was nothing special, but because his blood can open the formation that was sensed by the gold bug, so Old Man Song prescribed medicine and brought him back together. For them, Jiang Wei was just an ordinary person who has never been in contact with the big world, so there was nothing to worry about. And in this kind of place, they were not afraid of him running away, they have plenty of treasures on them to catch him back. The eldest apprentice was impatient to waste time on Jiang Wei, he might as well be courteous in front of the master if he has too much spare time.
