Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 507 I'll grant your wish (33)

One after another, suitors arrived, all waiting at the door. Neither the junior disciples nor Mo Feng could make decisions for Xiong Bufan, nor could they rashly drive them all away.

Upon receiving the news, Mo Feng exclaimed, "Master, Master, someone has come to propose marriage!"

Xiong Bufan was sitting in a rocking chair basking in the sun when he heard someone propose marriage. His first reaction was that there was going to be a show, and his eyes widened. "Why are you so excited? Is someone asking you out?"

Mo Feng stood to the side, not quite understanding his master's thought process, and said awkwardly, "Master, someone has come to propose to you."

They were all waiting at the door with gifts.

Xiong Bufan: "They really have an eye for talent, letting them all in so I can take a look."

She mainly wanted to see the gifts. She wanted to know if there was any gold, silver, or food inside.

"Yes."

If the original owner hadn't died, she would be twenty-six years old now, which seems to be the age for marriage.

Mo Qiong stayed by Xiong Bufan's side. Her master had always been very powerful, which made her forget that her master was also a woman who was not yet thirty years old.

She was a little unaccustomed to her master's sudden idea of ​​getting married.

I wonder if my master will still focus his attention on the sect after getting married.

Xiong Bufan began to rub his hands together, ready to make a fortune.

The concept of betrothal gifts exists in the world of martial arts, and the amount is always substantial; she's really about to make a fortune.

Kongkong was initially worried that Xiong Bufan's path to immortality would be hindered by his emotions, but now it seems he was overthinking it. Xiong Bufan is clearly planning to make a fortune.

But this idea is not good. Kongkong advised, "Bufan, betrothal gifts and dowry are indispensable for marriage."

In this era, betrothal gifts and dowries were more often exchanged through marriage as a means of exchanging resources.

If you accept the betrothal gifts, you'll be marrying the person and giving them what you have. You should be careful.

Xiong Bufan, his eyes now filled with the desire to get rich, said nonchalantly, "As long as there's no marriage and no dowry, it doesn't count as a betrothal gift."

These are all tributes, a voluntary submission to Laozi; otherwise, they wouldn't have brought gifts.

Her empty eyes cleared, and she suspected it was fallacy, but couldn't find a point to refute it.

"Bufan, you're just using a fallacy to mislead us."

Xiong Bufan said after a moment's thought, "No, at most it's just that everyone has their own ulterior motives."

"Ok."

With the old sect leader gone and Li Shi not returning from the border, the marriage proposal process became less complicated; all that mattered was the sect leader of Mo Shan Sect's approval.

Normally, if the parents are still alive, the matchmaker would come to the house first, exchange betrothal gifts, and the two sides would exchange birth charts before the young master or young hero would come to the house.

The gate to the courtyard wasn't very big, and when a group of people squeezed through, several got stuck.

The fastest runner rushed up to Xiong Bufan, held up the gift, and said, "This is a century-old ginseng, presented to Sect Leader Mo. I hope Sect Leader Mo will form a marriage alliance with me."

Xiong Bufan looked at the person in front of him, who was almost older than a ginseng, and wondered where he got such a big face.

Besides, there are two ginseng spirits in the space that are tens of thousands of years old.

Seeing that Xiong Bufan was stunned, Li Jian assumed she had never seen anything good before and had been intimidated. He said smugly, "Sect Leader Mo, as long as... ah."

Xiong Bufan slapped him across the face, sending him flying far away.

What kind of status does he have to act so arrogantly in front of her?

"Next, those pieces of junk, don't come near me."

Most wandering knights in the martial arts world are poor; a single century-old ginseng root might be all their savings.

Li Jian picked up his ginseng, carried it away, and said that even if Sect Leader Mo didn't like it, he shouldn't have humiliated him like that.

Everyone was there to propose marriage. If one person was driven away, then the others would have a chance. Apart from a few people who lamented that Xiong Bufan didn't know his worth, everyone else rushed forward with all their might.

"Sect Leader Mo, look at mine, this is a divine stone."

"Sect Leader Mo, look at mine, this is a miraculous medicine for healing, a fifty-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."

Xiong Bufan looked up and saw that it was just an ordinary stone and a lingzhi mushroom that was a few years old. However, there were several such things in his space, some of which were thousands of years old, but they hadn't become sentient yet.

None of the three of them produced anything of value.

Xiong Bufan threw one person out and kicked the other into the wall. The smell was awful; was he trying to suffocate her by being so close?

Seeing how fierce Xiong Bufan was, the others considered leaving.

The one that was stuck in the wall, I wonder how long it will take for it to recover.

Xiong Bufan coldly looked at these people, "Who else is there? Hurry up and bring the things up."

It was clearly a marriage proposal, but Xiong Bufan made it look like a martial arts contest.

They weren't stupid; they started backing away, preparing to escape.

Lin Feng, a young man in brocade robes carrying a food box, was clearly watching the excitement in the crowd, but as the crowd dispersed, he became the person closest to Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan: "Do you have something to give me?"

Lin Feng pointed to himself, and Xiong Bufan nodded, then snatched the food box away.

The food box has two layers and is filled with snacks.

Xiong Bufan took out a pastry and put it in his mouth. It was sweet and had a hint of lotus leaf flavor. It tasted delicious.

Lin Feng was surprised that Xiong Bufan had put the food in his mouth and he hadn't been beaten up yet. He realized that the snacks were just something he had packed at home because he didn't want to bring a gift.

After eating one pastry, Xiong Bufan realized it was delicious and not poisonous, so he quickly stuffed the two pastries into his mouth.

"What do you want, except for coveting my good looks?"

The people around Lin Feng marveled at his good luck, but as long as this kid took the manual down the mountain, they would have countless ways to obtain it.

Seeing that Xiong Bufan was a little nervous, and that success had come so easily, Lin Feng, considering his family's instructions and the menacing people around him, knelt down on the ground and said, "I don't want anything, I just want to stay by your side."

Those who don't want anything on the spot will definitely want more.

However, it must be admitted that Lin Feng is intelligent.

Xiong Bufan nodded in satisfaction, "Go pay your tuition and learn martial arts at Moshan Sect."

I will definitely teach you everything I have learned in my life.

Lin Feng knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

Becoming an apprentice is much better than marrying an old woman. As long as you learn the secrets, you can copy them down and send them back.

They were indignant that their precious gifts couldn't compare to the snacks brought by a mere boy.

But with successful examples ahead, they won't give up easily.

Mo Chou didn't like that kid just now, mostly because he was young and lacked masculinity.

What they had in abundance was masculinity, so people around them started crowding forward again.

This time, it's not about showing off the baby, but about the food on my body.

"Sect Leader Mo, I have some leftover steamed buns here, they're delicious too."

With a "smack," Xiong Bufan slapped her aside. Was this guy trying to get rid of her like a beggar?