Chapter 3469

"Say it. You're all grown up. Mother can't possibly worry about everything for you!"

Wang Yifei's mother nodded and asked, "Moreover, Mother doesn't know how to paint. If you have any thoughts, you can say them. Mother will listen first!

Could it be that you don't like to paint anymore? "

"Mother …" Wang Yifei said as he pushed the bowl to one side. He stood up and said, "Boy naturally likes to paint.

However, after yesterday's incident at Old Master Wang's house, Boy feels that painting alone is of no use.

Even if Boy becomes a great painter in Ping Xi City, like father, won't … won't he still be unable to control his own fate? "

Speaking till here, Wang Yifei stole a glance at the inner room. Although his mother had never told him how his father passed away, he more or less knew some of the things that happened in the past from the villagers. His father was probably as straightforward as him, and because of some things he had offended the influential people, right?

Wang Yifei's mother was silent. How could she not know these things? But what could she do?

Wang Yifei didn't know what his mother was thinking. He hurriedly explained, "Mother, perhaps you still don't know the details?"

After waiting for Wang Bianfei to clearly explain the cause of the matter, he then said, "Mother, take a look. Facing a rich man from a village, this child only slightly resisted, and they took mother away and threw mother into a dog cage. How can they treat a person's life as their own?!

In the end, even if the Boy risked his life and won the bet, the Boy still had no choice but to give in. If the Boy didn't give in, even if they didn't say anything about today's matter, it would be inevitable that they would make things difficult for us in the future. We … are fish on the chopping block! "

"Also, yesterday's matter, if it wasn't for the kind Miss Wang, not only would the matter of the painting not be left at that, even the Boy's life … would be in danger!"

"It doesn't feel good to have my life in the hands of others!"

Wang Bianfei said very seriously, "From this matter, the Boy has already seen that even if the boy becomes the best painter in Pingxi City, even if the boy … becomes the most famous painter in the entire Buddhist Kingdom, he will still be someone else's plaything. Whatever the others ask the boy to draw, the boy has to draw. Whatever the others don't ask the boy to draw, the boy can't draw. What's the point of having such a great painter?

Just like today, when the Boy drew well, the Wang family rewarded him with an ingot of gold and praised him, saying that the Boy was talented and was a useful person.

In the future, others would give him more gold and praise. Even if they said that the Boy was the best painter in history … what was the use?

Fate is not in one's own hands. In the end, it is all for naught! "

"Son …" Wang Bianfei's mother was somewhat stunned. She really couldn't think of a ten year old child who could think so much, "This … who told you all this?"

Wang Bianfei hesitated for a moment and said, "Less than half of it was the little monk who told me. Most of it was the Boy himself!"

"Little monk?"

Wang Bianfei's mother's expression changed greatly. She hurriedly asked, "Then … if you don't want to learn painting, what do you want to do?

Don't tell me you want to become a monk? "

"Mother, in this world, other than monks who have great magical powers, there are many people like monks …" Wang Bianfei smiled. He knew that his mother was worried that if he became a monk, he wouldn't be able to get married, thus cutting off the Wang family's bloodline.

Wang Bianfei's mother was puzzled and asked, "In this world, other than the masters in the temples, what is better than being a great painter?"

"Cultivator!" Wang Bianfei said without hesitation, "Mother, in this world, there is a kind of person called cultivator.

Monks seem to be a kind of cultivator. Other than monks, there are also scholars and Daoists! "

"Scholar mother has heard of them!" Wang Bianfei's mother frowned, "But Daoist mother has never heard of them.

But Mother knows that scholars are all people without the strength to truss up a chicken. They … "

"Boy also doesn't know!" Wang Bianfei smiled bitterly, "These were all told by the little monk to the Boy."

"Son, these are all indiscernible things. Then … then you … what are you going to do now?" Wang Bianfei's mother wasn't moved. She still talked about the reality in front of Wang Bianfei.

Wang Bianfei's gaze was firm as he replied, "Since there are cultivators in this world, then the Boy will definitely be able to find them …"

Wang Bianfei's mother smiled and said, "That's good. Mother will pack up. Let's go find them together!"

"Mother …" Wang Bianfei immediately woke up. There were only two people in this family. If he left, what would his mother do?

Not to mention how he would survive if he left the mountain village, if his mother was alone at home, how would she live without her son?

Alas, an ideal is always an ideal. In front of reality, there is always an illusory side.

A village child who is not even ten years old wants to leave the home of an orphan and a widow to cultivate. This is simply … dreaming!!

When he heard up to here, Xiao Hua came to a sudden understanding. He finally understood why that senior from the Buddhist Sect had led him here!

However, he was still somewhat puzzled. Since that senior is a master from the Tantric Sect, he had already attained the Buddha Fruit ten thousand years ago. Then, enlightening Wang Bianfei and leading him into the Buddhist Sect was simply a piece of cake.

Even if Wang Bianfei reckoned that for the sake of the Wang Family, he would have to marry and have children in the future. After all, the Tantric Sect didn't care about this.

Why did they want him to come here?

Thinking like this, Xiao Hua felt a chill run down his spine. This was because he had already realized that the senior from the Buddhist Sect must have already known that he possessed the Daoist Sect's techniques. That senior from the Buddhist Sect respected Wang Bianfei's choice and hoped that Xiao Hua would pass on the Daoist Sect's mantle to Wang Bianfei.

Since Xiao Hua had witnessed this matter from beginning to end, he also liked the exceptionally intelligent Wang Bianfei. His filial piety towards his mother especially moved his heart. Of course, Xiao Hua also seemed to see a familiar shadow on Wang Bianfei. On this continent, or perhaps on other continents, in a village called the Guozhuang House, a hundred years ago, or perhaps even longer ago, an ignorant child was like him. He saw the hardships of life from oppression, thought of resistance, and thought of his own future.

Just based on this feeling of the future, Xiao Hua was also willing to lend a hand.

Thinking here, Xiao Hua slowly flew into the house. His figure appeared out of thin air, and he said with a smile, "Boundless Taoist Master, I greet you!"

"Ah?

You … who are you? "

Wang Bianfei's mother was very surprised. She pulled Wang Bianfei behind her and protected Wang Bianfei with both hands as she said anxiously.

Looking at Wang Bianfei who was protected by his mother, there was no surprise on his face. His pair of curious eyes looked up and down at Xiao Hua. Without waiting for his mother to speak, he laughed softly, "Mother, don't be afraid!

This is just a ghost, a wild ghost can't hurt mother. "

Finished speaking, Wang Bianfei actually waved his hand disdainfully and said, "You go back first. Tell the little monk that I'm afraid I don't have time to play chess with him today!

Let him think of a few moves, don't let me kill him all of a sudden! "

"Hehe …" Xiao Hua laughed and extended his hand. Wang Bianfei's figure involuntarily flew out from behind his mother and landed in midair.

Wang Bianfei's mother couldn't move her body at all.

At this time, Wang Bianfei was stupefied. He looked at himself in disbelief, then looked at Xiao Hua and said in shock, "You … you're not a ghost??"

"I naturally am not!" Xiao Hua still had a smile on his face.

"I?

Dao … Dao … I Master! "

Wang Bianfei's mother was very anxious. She had already forgotten the word "Daoist" that Wang Bianfei had just said. She shouted, "If you have anything to say, you can tell this servant. As long as this servant can agree, I will agree. You must not hurt my son!"

"Boundless Taoist Master!"

Xiao Hua chanted a Daoist name and waved his hand. Wang Bianfei landed on the ground and Wang Bianfei's mother could also move freely.

"Daoist Master?

Strange, how can you touch me? "

Wang Bianfei landed on the ground and didn't panic. His eyes were like stars as he looked at Xiao Hua strangely, "Right, why are you looking for me?"

Seeing that Wang Bianfei was actually disrespectful to Xiao Hua, Wang Bianfei's mother was extremely scared. She hurriedly smiled and said, "Daoist Master, please don't mind him. My son is still young, please don't lower yourself to his level."

"No matter …" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "I's name is Xiao Hua, Daoist name is Daoist Master Xiao. Yesterday, when I passed by here, I just happened to witness Wang Bianfei painting a tiger. Last night, when that hungry tiger was roaring in the mountain ridge, I was also at the side. I extremely admire Wang Bianfei's aptitude and filial piety. Just now, I heard that Wang Bianfei had the heart to pursue the Dao, so I showed myself."

"Ah??"

Wang Bianfei's mother was dumbfounded. She looked at Xiao Hua up and down and said in a low voice, "Little … little monk, you … you don't have a fever right?"

Wang Bianfei even laughed out loud. He pointed at Xiao Hua and said, "Daoist Master Xiao, you … did you team up with this little monk to brush me off?

You're really funny. You … you even passed by here, and you can actually look at me from the side. Why didn't I see you?? "

"Hehe …" Xiao Hua naturally knew that someone as intelligent as Wang Bianfei wouldn't casually believe him. He said with a smile, "You've never cultivated before, so how can you see I?

Come, come, come, don't be afraid. I'll let you see I's methods! "

After saying that, Xiao Hua waved his hand and sucked in the two people. His figure turned into the wind and flew towards the sky outside the house …

"How was it?" Standing in the air, Xiao Hua asked with a smile.

Wang Bianfei supported his mother and stood in the air. His eyes were shining as he curiously looked at everything that had shrunk below his feet. Wang Bianfei's mother's face was pale. Her hands tightly held onto her son's hand, not knowing how to answer.

"Go …" Xiao Hua once again used the Wind Escape Technique. He suddenly rose another hundred feet and asked again, "How was it?"

Wang Bianfei bit his lips and looked at his mother who had already closed her eyes. He said, "Daoist … Daoist Master, can you go any higher?"

"What's so difficult about that?"

Xiao Hua laughed loudly. He brought the two of them to the edge of the heavenly fire, wind, and lightning before stopping …