"If you don't say anything, I will just assume that you think so. As for your uncle and I, by chance, I was met by Master Tianshan's child grandmother. Seeing that I was extremely talented and had hundreds of channels, she forcibly took my uncle as my wife. He became her first disciple."
Jingzhou looked aggrieved, which made Wang Yuyan hide her face and smile, thinking: "How can anyone treat Wang Po like this? However, what he said sounded very pleasant."
After listening for a while, Wang Yuyan asked: "Why does your master have such a strange name, 'Tianshan Tonglao'? Is he a grandma or a child?"
Jingzhou said: "She's a grandma and a child. Master's martial arts training caused a fork, which caused her body to always be fifteen or sixteen years old and unable to grow up. Therefore, even though she is over ninety, she still looks like a girl. generally."
Fortunately, Wang Yuyan was not told about the grievances between Wu Yazi, Li Qiu Shui, and Tianshan Tong Lao before, otherwise it would be troublesome to explain it now. It was Li Qiushui's plot that caused Child Lao to develop the fork during her martial arts practice.
So in these years, Tianshan Child Elder never wanted to kill Li Qiushui.
Wang Yuyan didn't expect that there was such a magical martial arts in the world, which could make people never grow up.
Originally, she thought that martial arts training was just a matter of fighting and killing. Once the martial arts was high, she could defeat a few more people.
However, no matter how high one’s martial arts skills are, what’s the use?
No, are you still unhappy?
Her cousin's martial arts skills are quite high, but doesn't he look gloomy every day?
Jing Zhou spoke vividly, and soon he was talking about the beautiful scenery of the Tianshan Mountains. Wang Yuyan's heart was swaying and yearning for it.
It’s just that she couldn’t go out to Mantuo Villa, nor could she appreciate the endless sea of clouds in the Tianshan Mountains, nor could she catch a glimpse of the evergreen Piaomiao Peak, which was always red. She could only say quietly: “Since the Piaomiao Peak is on top of the Tianshan Mountains, why? Can it still be evergreen all year round?”
Jingzhou smiled mysteriously, and then said: "Although Piaomiao Peak is on the Tianshan Mountains, it is not on the top of the Snow Mountain. It is in a warm and humid place at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains. Therefore, it is like spring all year round and the flowers are in full bloom."
Jing Zhou continued to talk for a while and then said slowly: "Where is Yu Yan? Do you have anything to say to your uncle?"
Wang Yuyan pondered for a moment, and felt that the "Uncle Master" in front of her was too trustworthy, so she revealed the tenderness and sweetness in her heart: "He...he is ten years older than me. He always treats me as his little sister. He thinks that besides studying, I , Apart from memorizing the martial arts in the book, I don’t understand anything.”
He never knew that I read for him and memorized martial arts for him. He...he is always serious and never tells me such boring things. well! Yan State, Yan State, is it really that important..."
Jingzhou listened to what she said attentively, knowing that she was talking about Murong Fu, and kept thinking in his mind: "When should I remind her, Murong Fu is not a good man. Even that idiot Duan Yu is worse than Murong Fu." Much stronger.”
Moreover, in Jingzhou's view, Wang Yuyan's feelings for Murong Fu were not the so-called love between a man and a woman.
She had no contact with outsiders since she was a child, and the only young man she could contact was Murong Fu. Therefore, when she reached the age of fawns, she devoted all her emotions to Murong Fu.
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A few days passed in a flash, and it was not boring these days with Wang Yuyan by my side.
During most of the time, she pestered Jingzhou to talk about outside matters, and occasionally she would add a few words about her own little things.
For example, when Abi and A'Zhu came, they made her daughter's rouge together, she and the maid worked as a rouge, or talked about interesting things in the boudoir, and of course they couldn't avoid the word Murong Fu.
Although the little things Wang Yuyan said were not very interesting, Jing Zhou listened to her soft and soft words, just like listening to music, and he did not find it boring.
"Master Taoist, you are so kind. You don't find me annoying. My cousin never listened to me talking about such trivial matters before."
"Then if you are tired or bored in the future and want to find someone to talk to, don't forget that you still have an uncle..."
Wang Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled: "Is what the Taoist Master said true? You can't bother me."
"Of course it's true, uncle, I never tell lies!"
After staying in Langhuan Paradise for more than an hour, Wang Yuyan reluctantly left until her maid came to call her to eat.
"Miss, what's the happy event today? It's been a long time since my cousin left last time, and I haven't seen the lady smiling so happily for a long time."
Wang Yuyan stepped very lightly and said deliberately: "You are so worried. Could it be that there were no happy events in the past, so I couldn't smile happily?"
The maid stretched out her hand and scratched Wang Yuyan's body, and shouted with a smile: "Yes, I am a carefree person, and being carefree makes me grow old easily. Oh my god, what can I do? The young lady is so pretty, what if one day I Now that you are old, Miss can’t let go of Xiao Ming..."
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"Master Taoist, are you there?"
Wang Yuyan held a stack of cakes and called three times in succession. There was only an empty echo in response to her, and there was no more "Yuyan is here."
She hurriedly took a few steps forward, searching the cave with her eyes, trying to find the figure in white, hoping that he was joking with her.
Finally, she saw a letter on the big shelf with "Shaolin" notes and knew that he was really gone.
"Master Taoist, where are you? Yuyan still has stories to tell you..."
"You said I was beautiful, but I didn't know whether it was true or not. You left before I had a chance to ask."
Wang Yuyan picked up the letter with a depressed expression and opened it:
Yu Yan, my nephew, sees the letter as if it were his face
The uncle had read many secret books, so he left without saying goodbye. He expected that Yuyan would be very sad, so he wrote a letter to his nephew to apologize and hope that Yuyan would forgive him.
Wang Yuyan turned from hurt to happy, and said angrily: "I'm not sad. It's just that when you leave, Yuyan just loses someone to talk to."
She then looked down:
But after thinking about it carefully, he must have underestimated Yu Yan's ambition. Who is my nephew? How could he take such a trivial matter to his heart? I must have been thinking when he came here: "The Taoist master is really bad and he is making fun of others. I am not sad."
Ah~ Hahaha~~ Come to think of it, Yu Yan was putting small shoes on her uncle in her heart at this time, thinking about how to harm her uncle~hahaha~~1
Wang Yuyan seemed to be able to see the way Jingzhou was teasing her, she chuckled and murmured: "Young Taoist priest is so bad. You still want to make fun of me even after you left. It turns out that you have guessed Yuyan's thoughts..."
After Youyou finished reading the letter, Wang Yuyan slowly raised her head and said to herself: "Are Yuyan and my cousin really not worthy of each other? Mom doesn't like my cousin, and she even refused to let him come to Mantuo Villa again after the death of his aunt. At this time, you also Advise me. But what if my cousin can figure it out one day and stop thinking about restoring the country?"
"Master Taoist, it would be great if my cousin could be half as good as you..."
Chapter 179 Taoist Master, where are you?
