Chapter 1442: The Smiling Face of the Yao God
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"She's my youngest disciple, named Zhang Guoguo."
Although Zhang Xubai had previously made sarcastic comments, when he mentioned his disciple, there was a smile in his eyes and eyebrows.
"A very naive and adorable girl." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently. When Zhang Guoguo and Zhang Xubai spoke, they were used to speaking in the dialect of Shu Kingdom.
This dialect had a unique feeling to him, it sounded pleasant and smooth, but at the same time had a remarkable sense of elegance and decisiveness.
Zhang Guo'er reminded him of his daughter Xiao Nianxia at home. When Xiao Nianxia was four or five years old, she should look like this too.
He really wishes time would stand still, watching Xiao Nianxia grow up.
It's just a pity...
"He is very annoying, especially when nobody else is around. He talks a lot, non-stop from dawn till dusk, he can never run out of things to say." Zhang Xubai's eyebrows softened:
"But compared to Wang Tianbang, Hong'er and Le'er, Zhang Guoguo is still more sensible."
Zhao Wujing slowly stood up and praised:
"Wan Zi is also a gentle and lively girl."
"Huh?" Zhang Xubai looked at Zhao Wujiang in surprise, suspecting that he had misheard. When did Wanzhi become a gentle girl? How could this person, who played the roles of both a master and a father, not know?"
"Ah..." Zhang Xubai sighed, nodded and agreed with Zhao Wujiang's words:
"Yes, indeed.
Compared to her master, she is indeed much gentler."
————
"Did he really say that?"
Inside the Taoist temple, under the statue of the heavenly official, Wan Zi and Zhang Guo Guo are kneeling on cushions in front of the statue, both chewing on food.
"Hmm."
Zhao Wujian said, "Zhang Guoguo has a very serious expression on her little face. She nodded and took another offering from the table, handing it to her senior sister:
"I want to eat this, can you help me peel it?"
万紫嘴角勾起笑意，接过供果，剥了皮，咬了一口，然后递回给张果果儿：
“他还说了啥子？”
张果果瘪着嘴，接过供果,她小脑袋歪了歪，挠了挠：
"Um... he also said 'eh'."
"Eh?" Wan Zi was puzzled.
"Mm." Zhang Guoguo stuffed the offering fruit into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and said in a muffled voice:
"It's just 'eh'. After I asked, I ran away, and he just said 'eh'?"
"Uh (⊙o⊙)... " Wanzhi finally understood, this "eh" should be Zhao Wujiang's confusion towards Zhang Guoguo's behavior.
"You should ask a few more questions." After pondering for a while, Wanzhi said again.
"What?" Zhang Guoguo didn't understand. Her senior sister asked her to go and ask Zhao Wujiang if he got married or not. She clearly asked already, why should she ask more? Her senior sister should have told her earlier, it was troublesome to run again. What if she fell down again?
“你问...”万紫抿着嘴，娇俏的脸蛋儿上有一抹羞涩：
“你问...
你就问，赵无疆，你觉得万紫这个姑娘怎么样。”
"Hmm." Zhang Guoguo nodded, her little face serious as she thought.
"I'll go now."
"That's good, too." Wan Zixin looked pleased at her junior sister Zhang Guoguo. "
But soon her eyes trembled.
Zhang Guoguo also showed panic, holding her little head, not knowing where to hide.
It turned out that at some point, Master Zhang Xubai and Zhao Wujian were walking and chatting, and they came closer.
Zhang Xubai widened his eyes and saw his two beloved disciples eating the offerings. He was so angry that his liver and gall hurt, and his face turned red:
"What are you doing, you little rascals!"
"Run!" Wan Zi shouted loudly, picked up Zhang Guoguo and ran, and disappeared in front of the statue of Daojun in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a plate of fruit peels.
Zhang Xubai's breathing is rapid.
Zhao Wujun finds it funny and coughs dryly:
"The fertile water doesn't flow into other people's fields."
After a while, Zhang Xubai finally catches his breath, lights three incense sticks, and respectfully bows to the statues, mumbling words in his mouth.
Zhao Wujing stood behind and looked up at the unique demon god statue among these statues of Daoist immortals and heavenly officials.
The wooden body is made of clay, giving it a simple and ancient appearance.
On the face without any outline, someone used ink and brush to draw two eyes and a smiling face.
Although Zhang Xubai had previously made sarcastic comments, when he mentioned his disciple, there was a smile in his eyes and eyebrows.
"A very naive and adorable girl." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently. When Zhang Guoguo and Zhang Xubai spoke, they were used to speaking in the dialect of Shu Kingdom.
This dialect had a unique feeling to him, it sounded pleasant and smooth, but at the same time had a remarkable sense of elegance and decisiveness.
Zhang Guo'er reminded him of his daughter Xiao Nianxia at home. When Xiao Nianxia was four or five years old, she should look like this too.
He really wishes time would stand still, watching Xiao Nianxia grow up.
It's just a pity...
"He is very annoying, especially when nobody else is around. He talks a lot, non-stop from dawn till dusk, he can never run out of things to say." Zhang Xubai's eyebrows softened:
"But compared to Wang Tianbang, Hong'er and Le'er, Zhang Guoguo is still more sensible."
Zhao Wujing slowly stood up and praised:
"Wan Zi is also a gentle and lively girl."
"Huh?" Zhang Xubai looked at Zhao Wujiang in surprise, suspecting that he had misheard. When did Wanzhi become a gentle girl? How could this person, who played the roles of both a master and a father, not know?"
"Ah..." Zhang Xubai sighed, nodded and agreed with Zhao Wujiang's words:
"Yes, indeed.
Compared to her master, she is indeed much gentler."
————
"Did he really say that?"
Inside the Taoist temple, under the statue of the heavenly official, Wan Zi and Zhang Guo Guo are kneeling on cushions in front of the statue, both chewing on food.
"Hmm."
Zhao Wujian said, "Zhang Guoguo has a very serious expression on her little face. She nodded and took another offering from the table, handing it to her senior sister:
"I want to eat this, can you help me peel it?"
万紫嘴角勾起笑意，接过供果，剥了皮，咬了一口，然后递回给张果果儿：
“他还说了啥子？”
张果果瘪着嘴，接过供果,她小脑袋歪了歪，挠了挠：
"Um... he also said 'eh'."
"Eh?" Wan Zi was puzzled.
"Mm." Zhang Guoguo stuffed the offering fruit into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and said in a muffled voice:
"It's just 'eh'. After I asked, I ran away, and he just said 'eh'?"
"Uh (⊙o⊙)... " Wanzhi finally understood, this "eh" should be Zhao Wujiang's confusion towards Zhang Guoguo's behavior.
"You should ask a few more questions." After pondering for a while, Wanzhi said again.
"What?" Zhang Guoguo didn't understand. Her senior sister asked her to go and ask Zhao Wujiang if he got married or not. She clearly asked already, why should she ask more? Her senior sister should have told her earlier, it was troublesome to run again. What if she fell down again?
“你问...”万紫抿着嘴，娇俏的脸蛋儿上有一抹羞涩：
“你问...
你就问，赵无疆，你觉得万紫这个姑娘怎么样。”
"Hmm." Zhang Guoguo nodded, her little face serious as she thought.
"I'll go now."
"That's good, too." Wan Zixin looked pleased at her junior sister Zhang Guoguo. "
But soon her eyes trembled.
Zhang Guoguo also showed panic, holding her little head, not knowing where to hide.
It turned out that at some point, Master Zhang Xubai and Zhao Wujian were walking and chatting, and they came closer.
Zhang Xubai widened his eyes and saw his two beloved disciples eating the offerings. He was so angry that his liver and gall hurt, and his face turned red:
"What are you doing, you little rascals!"
"Run!" Wan Zi shouted loudly, picked up Zhang Guoguo and ran, and disappeared in front of the statue of Daojun in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a plate of fruit peels.
Zhang Xubai's breathing is rapid.
Zhao Wujun finds it funny and coughs dryly:
"The fertile water doesn't flow into other people's fields."
After a while, Zhang Xubai finally catches his breath, lights three incense sticks, and respectfully bows to the statues, mumbling words in his mouth.
Zhao Wujing stood behind and looked up at the unique demon god statue among these statues of Daoist immortals and heavenly officials.
The wooden body is made of clay, giving it a simple and ancient appearance.
On the face without any outline, someone used ink and brush to draw two eyes and a smiling face.