Ghost Valley descendants in the city

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Although this little guy was dressed in rags and his little face was pitch black, it was not difficult to see the exquisiteness of his facial features and his childish handsomeness.

The two stood behind him for more than ten minutes, and he didn't notice it until the people in the yard finished practicing, and when he turned around, he realized that there were two people standing behind him.

A trace of panic flashed in the little guy's eyes, and then he turned around and ran away. When the clock struck, he realized that he had a pair of bare feet and didn't even wear shoes.

Seeing such an interesting scene, Zhong Yiming showed an expression of interest and then chased after him.

The little guy running forward desperately looked back from time to time. After seeing Zhong Yiming chasing after him, a trace of panic flashed on his little face, and then he stumbled and fell to the ground.

The little guy's hands and knees were all skinned. He struggled to get up and ran forward again.

Zhong Yiming was stunned for a moment, then he picked him up quickly and picked him up. The little guy was still struggling, which made Zhang Yiyi on the side look amused.

Zhong Yiming put him on the ground, squatted down and looked at him, and asked with a smile, "Do you like martial arts very much?"

The little guy's eyes flashed with heat, and then he nodded.

"Then why don't you learn martial arts from the master here?" Zhong Yiming was very curious that such a little guy came over to steal his master.

The little guy replied: "They won't accept me as their apprentice."

"Why?" Zhong Yiming frowned.

The little guy lowered his head and said, "They said I was a beggar, so they didn't accept me."

Zhong Yiming felt angry for a while, then said with a smile: "What is your name, and who else is in the family?"

"My name is Tongtong, and I am an orphan." The little guy's mood instantly dropped, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist, but he didn't shed a single tear.

Zhong Yiming was stunned for a moment, then pinched his dirty face and showed a warm smile, "Little Tongtong is very strong."

"Tongtong is eight years old and has grown up." The little guy raised his head and said.

Hearing these childish words, Zhong Yiming and Zhang Yiyi were shocked, and then a sense of sourness spread in their hearts.

Looking at the little guy in front of him, Zhong Yiming thought of himself back then, but he had so many villagers and elders taking care of him in his childhood, but little Tongtong was wandering alone, so his calf was even more bumpy than his fate back then.

"Tongtong, I want to accept you as my apprentice, are you willing?" Zhong Yiming took his two little hands and asked.

Xiaotongtong's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked cautiously: "Do you know martial arts?"

Zhong Yiming was shocked. The little guy in front of him was actually afraid that Zhong Yiming didn't know martial arts. From this alone, we could see how much Xiao Tongtong loves martial arts.

Zhong Yiming touched his little head and said with a smile: "Of course I can, I will give you all I have learned."

"Really?" Xiao Tongtong couldn't believe it.

"Of course."

After receiving Zhong Yiming's affirmative answer, Xiao Tongtong immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Zhong Yiming did not evade, but readily accepted his kneeling, which meant that from now on, the little guy in front of him was Zhong Yiming's first official apprentice.

"Master!" Xiao Tongtong shouted respectfully after being helped up by Zhong Yiming.

Zhong Yiming nodded with satisfaction, "Very good."

Zhang Yiyi on the side was filled with envy, and at the same time he was happy for this little guy. No one knew how powerful Zhong Yiming was. If he could have such a person as his teacher, his future would definitely be limitless.

Zhong Yiming smiled happily and hugged Little Tongtong, "Master will take you to take a bath and then have a good meal."

Taking the little guy to his residence, Zhong Yiming gave him a bath himself, and then Zhang Yiyi brought over a lot of delicious food.

Roast chicken, roast duck, boiled beef slices, cold shredded tripe, two plates of green vegetables and a large bowl of rice.

You can imagine how miserable a child of such a big age would be if he was wandering outside alone. He sat at the table and feasted on it, and after a while, half of the things on the table were eaten by him.

He is starving.

Half an hour later, Xiao Tongtong stopped using the chopsticks with satisfaction. At this time, his stomach was as swollen as a ball. Xiao Zi on the side saw it and kept laughing, making the little guy's face turn red and reveal a smile.

She looked embarrassed.

Then Zhang Yiyi found a small Tai Chi suit and a pair of cloth shoes from somewhere. After Xiao Tongtong put them on, they fit well and looked presentable.

"Little Tongtong is so handsome." Zhang Yi pinched the little guy's face and said with a smile.

"Of course. The master is so handsome, so of course the apprentice can't be inferior." Zhong Yiming will not miss an opportunity to put some money on his face.

Zhang Yiyi was already numb to Zhong Yiming's shamelessness, and then smiled and said to Xiaotongtong, "Tongtong, you can just learn martial arts from him in the future, but you must not learn anything else from him."

Xiaotongtong was very confused and didn't understand what she meant, and then said: "Whatever the master teaches, Tongtong will learn."

Zhong Yiming laughed with satisfaction on the side, while Zhang Yiyi seemed to have seen a shameless monster growing vigorously.

Then Xiao Zi also ran up to join in the fun. Under its request, Zhong Yiming could only let Xiao Tongtong call it uncle.

Xiao Tongtong was very well-behaved, and he would do whatever Zhong Yiming said. After calling out "Uncle Master," Xiao Zi was so happy that he rolled dozens of times on the ground.

After the three of them played with the squirrel for a while, Xiang Yang ran over with excitement on his face, "Yi Ming, my father and the others asked you to come over."

Seeing Xiang Yang's expression, Zhong Yiming couldn't help but feel happy, "Have those old guys figured it out?"

As soon as these words came out, both Zhang Yiyi and Xiang Yang rolled their eyes, and Zhong Yiming smiled bitterly, "I mean those seniors have figured it out?"

"Yes, they asked me to call you over to discuss the detailed plan." Xiang Yang looked excited.

Zhong Yiming smiled and said, "It seems that these old guys are not like the stones in the pit, hehe..."

Zhang Yi's whole face turned green, "You are like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard."

"..."

Zhong Yiming hugged Xiaotongtong and followed Xiang Yang and walked out, while Xiaozi jumped into Xiaotongtong's arms.

At this time, there were a few more people in the auditorium, and these extra people could be considered real old guys. All of them had white hair and beards, and the skin on their faces was layered on top of each other, just like the bark of an old pine tree.

As soon as Zhong Yiming entered the auditorium, Yang Shengtian and others stood up and introduced to the old people, "This is Zhong Yiming."

"His kung fu is amazing, he is absolutely top-notch in the pseudo-innate realm."

"You are young, only in your early twenties, your future is limitless."

"..."

Zhong Yiming walked into the auditorium and politely clasped his fists and said, "Hello, fellow tribesmen."

He walked to his seat and sat down, and then an old man sitting opposite him suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "It's you."

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