Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 345 Flowers in Full Bloom and Willows in Green (11)

[If there were any benefits, why would we need you to come here, host?]

Shen Yun: That makes so much sense, she couldn't even refute it.

Good things never come your way, and bad things are unavoidable.

Sure enough, she was a favored and fearless darling.

Life is full of traps.

Faced with this situation, all she could do was smile.

After all, there was nothing else she could do besides that.

After returning quickly, Shen Yun formulated a comprehensive plan.

However, to everyone's surprise, all of these plans were completely thwarted the very next morning.

When she opened the door, she was greeted not by a pretty and cute young maid.

And he was an old man whose beard almost reached his stomach.

Although the original owner had rather heavy tastes in choosing people before, this one in front of her is even more than that.

This is absolutely insane.

Even a fool could figure out who had invited this person.
There was no one else besides Jing Mo.

Could it be that Jing Mo is angry about what happened yesterday and wants to take revenge?

But everything was fine when we parted last night, so how come the whole world has changed when I woke up?

Even if you want revenge, there's no need to choose such an extreme method.

Gender, age, appearance, etc.

These are insurmountable barriers.

"Are you Jing Mu?" the old man asked.

With a cold expression, Shen Yun slammed the door shut.

We're already at her door, and we still don't know her name.

This is clearly just nonsense.

I hate people who talk like that the most.

After realizing what had happened, she suddenly remembered something else.

He's an elderly person, after all. What if we upset him and he gets seriously injured, and then he tries to stage an accident to extort money?
Shen Yun thought for a moment and then opened the door again.

The old man was covering his nose, his eyes filled with tears.

Oh no, I think I did something wrong.

However, no one else saw it, so as long as she denies it, that's fine.

"You can't make a living from rotten wood!" The old man pointed at her, his body still trembling.

This must have driven him crazy.

"No wonder outsiders spread such absurd rumors. Now it seems that they are not absurd at all, but rather subtle."

Shen Yun blinked.

What do you mean?
This is an insult directed at her.

Why.

Just because she closed the door?
"I said, who are you?"

The old man stroked his beard, looking quite pleased with himself after hearing this. "I am Hu Shuo from the east of the city, and I will never change my name or surname."

nonsense?

What and what?
"What I mean is, what brings you here?"

Jingmo, could you please consult me ​​before doing anything next time?
Otherwise, she'll be scared to death sooner or later.

"I am the teacher that the eldest master invited to teach the second master."

Master? He seemed to have mentioned it last night.

But that's not just a joke.

Can people these days not be so honest when they speak?

It's fine to talk about it, but don't actually put it into practice.

Hu Shuo's hair was gray, but his beard still had some black.

It looks extremely strange.

Shen Yun was intrigued by his appearance. She was curious why this guy, who was so old and read books every day, still had so much hair.

This unscientific.

Could it be a wig?
Otherwise, she could touch it; the feel of wigs from this era must be different.

But wouldn't it seem impolite of her to touch it directly?

While she hesitated, Hu Shuo was already panting heavily as he launched into a tirade. He didn't repeat a single word from beginning to end; indeed, cultured people are different.

[Host, stop being so absorbed in your own world. Pay attention to this old man; he's going crazy.]

Shen Yun looked over and saw that Hu Shuo had just rolled his eyes back and fainted on the ground.

Uncle Fu then stepped into the courtyard.

Their eyes met, and an awkward silence fell between them.

Shen Yun could only remain expressionless.

She actually wanted to cry.

Why did I have to faint at this particular time of year?

She was really unlucky; one bad thing after another happened.

"Second Master, this is the nineteenth teacher you've angered to the point of fainting." Uncle Fu's expression was one of helplessness.

He thought that the Second Master had changed, but he didn't expect that not only had he not changed, but he seemed to have become even worse.

In the past, at least I would teach for a while before I would make the teacher faint from anger.

Now look what's happened! Class hasn't even started yet, and they've already gotten so angry just from meeting.

Uncle Fu didn't know what to say.

Shen Yun looked at the old man lying on the ground and tentatively kicked him twice.

Isn't it just pretending?

Uncle Fu was stunned when he saw all this. Why was Second Master hitting someone?

He wiped away the tears that had fallen from the corner of his eyes.

He has wronged the master and mistress, failing to keep an eye on the second master, allowing her to grow up like this.

A hundred years later, he was even more ashamed to face his master and mistress.

Shen Yun withdrew his foot and tried to explain, "I just wanted to check if he was alright?"

Don't look at her like that.

Uncle Fu's gaze was indescribable. Why kick someone twice to see if they're alright?
Even if you're looking for a reason, at least make one that sounds plausible.

"The old man said that if the second master drives away one teacher, then two more will come, and so on."

Shen Yun: ...

So, are you saying two more are coming later?

Money really can make the devil turn the millstone. Even with her reputation ruined, there are still people who dare to come here.

Is it that they're incredibly brave or fearless?

Although there is little difference between the two.

"Uncle Fu, don't go find a new teacher yet, I'll go find my elder brother."

As she spoke, she lifted her leg to leave.

Uncle Fu quickly grabbed her arm. "Oh dear, my good second master, don't make things worse for yourself. The first master has a good temper, but if you keep causing trouble like this, even the best-tempered person will get angry."

He had seen the old man get angry before. Although he had seen a lot of the world, he still couldn't help but tremble at the thought of it.

Shen Yun: "Uncle Fu, I really just went over to have a talk, not to argue or fight."

Uncle Fu didn't believe her at all.

He stubbornly blocked her way.

She couldn't get out at all; the road was blocked.

"Uncle Fu, why don't you go find a doctor and have him take a look at this teacher?"

Shen Yun still seriously raised this question.

Because she felt that there was still a chance to save the master.

Is it too much to just leave it like this and give up?

Uncle Fu then remembered that there was still a person lying on the ground.

He quickly ran out to find a doctor.

He was still reflecting on himself during the journey.

He actually forgot such an important thing. I hope the Master just fainted and didn't have a stroke from anger.

Otherwise, how would outsiders spread rumors about this?

Shen Yun looked at the ground, then at the courtyard gate.

In the end, I chose to wait here quietly.

Her main concern was to see what the person who fainted meant.
Her breathing was even, and her complexion was rosy and radiant; she didn't look like she had fainted from anger at all.

My fingers are still twitching involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)