"My ancestors can't even judge you, a junior who can't even rank. As for your glory?"
Shen Wanqing stood up long on the ground. She patted the soil on her body indifferently. "My fa Qiu sect can stand for a hundred years without falling down, and even inherit. Why don't I feel honored?"
Jiang Fugui did not expect that the girl could be so sonorous and powerful against himself. As soon as he stopped talking, he bit his teeth, and felt unconvinced and unwilling in his heart.
He looked at his eyes and looked cold. He didn't look as trembling and afraid as before. Jiang Fugui clenched his teeth. "Did you pretend before?"
"Loaded?"
Shen Wanqing cleaned up her clothes. She sneered coolly. Her brown eyes looked very deep in the night. "You think too much. You still need to dress for you? It seems that I value you too much."
Since these people are rejecting her, don't think she can treat them well.
Shen Wanqing's words immediately mocked many people. Those who were looked down upon were in some mood and wanted to fight back.
"Well, stop arguing." old Jiang knocked on the stone pier with a long cigarette pole in his hand, and the dark purple lips spit out a circle of smoke, blocking back those who were in a mood and wanted.
Old Jiang knocked out the ash from the cigarette end of the cigarette rod and said, "it's almost 2:30. It's time to start. Pack up and start working."
"Yes." those people heard old Jiang's words, their body was cold, and they didn't have the mind to continue to talk with Shen Wanqing.
They all went to clean up, and old Jiang also inserted the cigarette pole in his belt.
He is an old man. He is not used to wearing young people's clothes. He is comfortable in his old cloth clothes, otherwise he doesn't even have a place to insert a cigarette pole.
Old Jiang spat water and extinguished the soot that was still faintly emitting sparks on the ground, and the soles of his shoes ran over a few feet at random.
When he turned and left, old Jiang's muddy eyes looked at Shen Wanqing thoughtfully.
The young man looks very different from before.
Old Jiang narrowed his eyes, turned and walked slowly with his hands behind him.
It seems that old fox Shen has left a hand.
He said, how could the old fox send a timid and delicate yellow haired boy.
It seems that we should pay more attention to this boy on the way.
"Young master." Shen Yi looked at her anxiously, "young master, are you okay?"
Shen Wanqing waved carelessly, "what can I do? Sleep comfortably!" comfortably, he didn't even know when the original owner was out of breath.
Shen Yi pursed his lips. His face was paralyzed and serious. He looked at Shen Wanqing and told him, "we'll go to the tomb later. Young master must stay behind his subordinates. Don't run around. You know, young master?"
Looking at Shen Yi with a serious face, Shen Wanqing reluctantly stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder, "don't worry, your young master, I know."
It's just a tomb. She hasn't been anywhere in the late Qing Dynasty. Just a few zongzi, she didn't put them in her heart.
The strength of the boss can be easily crushed!
"Pack up your things and leave soon." Shen Wanqing glanced over there. Most people had already packed their black bags.
"HMM." Shen nodded.