Chapter 110: Zhu Bajie's Request

  Just as Li Meng had memorized the "Xuanwu True Classic" and was eager to start cultivating, the door of Qingzhu Garden was knocked on, which made Li Meng feel strange. Since he moved in, no one had come to find him except for the child.

  "Second... Eighth Brother?" Seeing the stout figure outside, Li Meng was puzzled as to why Eighth Brother had suddenly come looking for him. Besides, this title of "Eighth Brother" felt awkward when calling out to him, so he simply called out "Eighth Brother".

  "Li Cuishi, brother, I have a favor to ask of you," said Zhu Bajie with a flushed face.

  "What's up, big brother? Please speak." Li Mang looked at him strangely.

  "I have a small task on my body, but there are other urgent matters. Can my junior brother help me complete it?" Zhu Bajie asked with a smiling face. When asking for help, he naturally had to put on a smile, but because of his obesity, this smile looked rather strange.

  Li Meng didn't rush to answer, but cautiously asked: "What task?"

  "It's actually very simple, just take a kid outside for a walk, Little Shidi has never been disconnected from the outside world and is extremely familiar with the city. This little thing is easier than anything for you!" Zhu Bajie raised an eyebrow and blinked his eyes, but because his eyes were covered by his eyelids, this action was infinitely ironic.

  "Is it just that simple?" Li Mang didn't think so.

  "It's that simple!" Zhu Bajie nodded vigorously, but the glint in his eye was somewhat evasive, though Li Cuishi didn't notice.

  Li Meng felt something was off from his over-enthusiastic tone and continued to ask: "What child?"

  "...is Fan Palm's son, a slightly mischievous ten-year-old boy who has always been curious about the outside world and from time to time makes a fuss about going out to play. But brother, I really don't have the time. That's why I'm thickening my skin to ask you, brother, please don't refuse to help! " Zhu Bajie climbed onto Li Meng's shoulder, trying his best to squeeze out tears, but couldn't manage to get even half a drop."

  "Does the Sect Master have a ten-year-old son? If I'm not mistaken, the Sect Master is already over a hundred years old!" Li Mang looked at his eighth senior brother with a mixture of surprise and doubt. Fan Gu Dao appeared middle-aged, but it was said that he was actually over a hundred years old, only looking younger due to his cultivation.

  "He was one hundred and thirty years old when he married his current wife, and immediately gave birth to this son. The reproductive capacity of the strong is not something that we can compare with! Let alone over a hundred years old, even if it's a thousand years old, they can still... Ah, Brother. Such a small matter, you won't refuse to help me, will you?" Monkey King slapped Li Mang's shoulder with his big hand, making him feel numb.

  Li Mang wanted to dodge, but was shocked to find that this meaty hand was full of strength, pinning his arm down like a boulder. It was hard to move at all, let alone break free.

  This is unscientific! With such a physique, the strength is actually so strong, although I guessed that his strength was not ordinary, otherwise he wouldn't be able to join a group, but when confirming this truth that violates the principle, Li Mang still felt unbelievable.

  Taking care of the child? Li Meng was really not interested. He didn't have time for that either, he still wanted to practice the Xuanwu True Classic! But hearing Eighth Shixiong's slightly harsh tone, Li Meng couldn't help but wonder if he would be treated unfairly if he disagreed.

  "Eighth Brother, don't get agitated! That's the son of the sect leader, a pampered and delicate person. I'm not capable of protecting him." Li Mang found an excuse that he thought was reasonable.

  "Don't worry, brother, there will be guards protecting us in secret. All you need to do is accompany him out for a couple of days." However, Zhu Bajie directly blocked Li Meng's excuse.

  "......" Li Mang opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't find any other reason. The person had already begged so much, he couldn't refuse, and could only ask: "Does the teacher agree?"

  "Junior brother, rest assured that if I hadn't obtained Master's consent, how would I dare to casually look for you? It's settled then. When you return, elder brother will properly thank you!" Zhu Bajie was overjoyed and in his excitement, he rushed towards Li Meng with a big hug.

  "......" Li Meng struggled with all his might, but found himself no match, fortunately it was just a hug, if he had been kissed, he would have gone mad!

  As he was about to leave, Li Meng couldn't help but ask: "Eighth Brother, who is Xiaoxuehua?"

  "......" Zhu Bajie stopped in his tracks and gazed up at the sky with admiration, saying: "Younger brother, we can't summon the snowflakes ourselves. From now on, let's call... the Snow God!"

  Watching the back of the eighth brother leaving, Li Meng was stunned for a long time, and his mind involuntarily floated out that cold and icy but exquisite face, and he whispered: "Is it because the yard is too hot? He actually likes that cold and icy woman."

  Since he had already promised to take care of the Sect Master's son, Li Meng could only temporarily put aside his cultivation and store the things he needed to bring in his storage ring before heading alone to the Martial Dao Institute.

  "Be good, son, when you go out, be sure to behave yourself and don't get into trouble like last time, did you hear me?"

  "Got it, Dad, I'll be good."

  Inside the temple, apart from Fan Gu Dao, there was a boy with a small sword-shaped eyebrow, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt. He looked like a modern boy, but his face was full of spirit, his eyes were slippery, and his cleverness seemed to emanate from his bones.

  Seeing Li Meng, Fan Gu Dao raised his head and asked: "Have you memorized it?"

  "I've just memorized it," Li Meng replied.

  "When Xiao Yi was clamoring to go out and play, Zhu Bajie had something else on his mind, and it wasn't until he was forced to that he let you help. It's possible that it will take two or three days." Fan Gu Dao stroked the boy's head, his face full of kindness, showing how much he doted on his son.

  "It's good to relax a bit." Li Meng hinted that he didn't mind. Although he wanted to start cultivating immediately, he also knew that rushing wouldn't work, and besides, one or two days wouldn't make a difference. It was just that thinking of Eighth Brother abandoning his duties for the sake of flirting with girls made his teeth itch.

  "Xiao Yi, this is Li Meng's older brother. This time you'll go out with him, but remember to listen to what he says, got it?" Fan Gu said sternly to his son.

  But apparently this 'warning' had no effect. The little boy waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know, I know... whoever that is, let's go!"

  "...Why do I have a feeling of following?" Li Mang was slightly entangled, but seeing the little boy skipping and jumping out, he bid farewell to Fan Guodao and chased after him.

  ……

  "Hey, who's that? Why did you bring me here?" Fan Yizhen loudly asked, it turned out that Li Meng didn't leave all the way, but instead brought him to the courtyard of the ninth group.

  "Bring one along for you!" Li Mang said without turning his head.

  "What? Who let you bring people in." Fan Yi muttered, with a hint of his true nature showing, but since he was still in the Huangdi Temple, he dared not say much more. However, his impression of Li Mang had fallen to an all-time low, and his bright eyes darted back and forth, seemingly plotting something.

  Li Mang, who was walking in front, didn't know that the reason Zhu Bajie called him instead of other brothers was not because they were busy, but rather they refused to accept this seemingly leisurely task. This little prince of the Wudang Institute was notoriously a devil...

  .(。。。)