"Yun'er, please slow down."
Yang Shu almost failed to keep up with Lu Yun and couldn't help shouting, fearing that she would fall.
Lu Yun, please slow down. People's thoughts change rapidly. The next moment, Guan Ce may not want to accept it.
At the entrance of the courtyard, Lu Yun calmed her breath, wiped the sweat from her forehead and nose, arranged her clothes, and walked inside.
"Sir." Lu Yun saluted calmly and generously.
Guan Ce smiled and said, "I accept you not because you are lucky, but because your talent and character are excellent."
"Go and prepare the things you need to become a disciple." Guan Ce said to Yang Shu.
Yang Shu secretly curled his lips and said that he changed his face quickly, and the old guy was even faster. One second he was pleasant, but the next second he had a serious face.
After leaving the door, Yang Shu asked Pai Gow to prepare the six rituals.
Looking back, Yang Shu walked towards Qixia Courtyard.
"Grandpa, don't sleep yet. I have something I need to tell you."
"Welcome Xu Yueyao in?" Mr. Yang shook the recliner.
"Guan Ce has taken a liking to Yun'er."
Mr. Yang's eyes opened instantly, and he slapped Yang Shu, "Fight him out! Are you still asking me?"
Yang Shu came closer and bumped into each other, shaking his head. Yang Shu was spitting in his heart, what's going on with these people!
Can you imitate him? Use your words but not your hands!
Like a gentleman!
"Grandpa, I'm recruiting disciples." Yang Shu said weakly.
"You have a mouth, but you can't speak clearly." Mr. Yang lay back, "Guan Ce has always had good eyesight."
"Grandpa, do you want to care about my life or death?"
"I saw people earlier than Yun'er." Yang Shu said quietly.
Mr. Yang glanced at Yang Shu with disgust, "Guan Ce is not blind."
"..."
"Old man, the power in the house is in my hands." Yang Shu raised his neck.
"In your hands? Not Butler Yun'er?"
I can't talk anymore today.
Yang Shu pulled up the mattress on Mr. Yang and covered his head.
"Baby!"
Seeing Yang Shu running away, Mr. Yang cursed.
Looking in the direction of Yiranju, Mr. Yang got up and wanted to take a look.
Guan Ce dropped the black stone, and the situation on the chessboard changed instantly. The desperate dog suddenly transformed into a tiger, tearing apart the encirclement with one claw.
The white piece in Lu Yun's hand fell on the table, just one step away, just one step away!
Wrong. In just a moment, Lu Yun calmed down and regained her composure. She picked up the white piece back into the chess box. From the beginning, she had no chance of winning. Guan Ce just played with her.
This character is really calm, Guan Ce can't hide his admiration in his eyes, he is trying his best to mobilize Lu Yun's desire to win, and if he takes one step slowly, if he were to change others, he will definitely show his unwillingness.
But Lu Yun adjusted his mood in just a moment.
"Oh, he's not dead yet."
Seeing Mr. Yang at the entrance of the courtyard, Guan Ce greeted him.
"He really climbed out of the coffin board." Mr. Yang stared at Guan Ce.
"I don't blame you for being this old. You used to love worrying, but now that you're old, you still can't let it go. As cunning as your grandson is, who can fool him?"
Guan Ce poured a cup of tea, and Lu Yun had already stood up, giving space to the two of them.
"There are many talented young people, why Yun'er?" Mr. Yang went straight to the point without reminiscing with Guan Ce.
"I have a master-disciple relationship with her."
Guan Ce stroked the chess piece, "According to the trajectory, I won't meet anyone until two years later."
"But the secret of heaven is messed up. Once you encounter it, just let it take its course."
"If you don't look so unpredictable, the Yang family will not be destroyed."
Guan Ce raised his eyelids, "Not enough people died?"
Mr. Yang choked.
"If it weren't for your grandson's fate, I should be remembering him in front of your tombstone right now."
"What a loyal and loyal Yang family, old and young, they can spread themselves out for a mile."
Mr. Yang's cheeks tightened, and Guan Ce's mouth was as poisonous as ever.
"I've advised you before. You insist on keeping the Guo family's throne. They don't have enough moral luck. If you force it, you can only fill it with the Yang family."
"The decree cannot be violated."
"Where is the general trend?" Mr. Yang's voice was low.
"I don't know. If I know, I can't say it. If I reveal the secret, I will be punished by God."
"Did you reveal too much?" Mr. Yang said obliquely.
Guan Ce sighed quietly, "So I crawled out of the coffin board and lost a hundred years of life before I became a golden cicada."
"Sorry." Guan Ce lowered his feet and stamped his chest.
Mr. Yang looked at him searchingly, "Why did you come here obediently?"
"I didn't make it. That guy came early."
Mr. Yang chuckled, "Don't just close the city gate, just lay a dragnet. As long as you don't want to, who can catch you?"
Guan Ce looked at the clouds through the gaps in the leaves, and after a while he said: "It will be a great merit to help the hero end the troubled times. I can't calculate it, so I will just follow common sense."
"Lu Yun's destiny is extremely precious..."
"Why are you happy? Your grandson may not be." Guan Ce poured cold water on Mr. Yang.
"Nonsense!" Mr. Yang was angry and slapped the chess pieces with a bang. Guan Ce's words didn't mean that Shu'er would die early.
"Why did this fight start?"
Yang Shu held "Six Rites" in his arms and looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
"grandfather."
Yang Shu put down his things and went to help.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Guan Ce threw him out of the yard.
Only Yang Shu's injured world was achieved.
"Isn't this going to work?" Guan Ce waved to Mr. Yang, indicating for him to continue.
Mr. Yang's chest was heaving and he walked away angrily. Why didn't he kill this thing?
"What are you looking at? Your grandfather has always been very virtuous. He would do something if he couldn't be scolded. It's better now. In the past, he would just lie on the ground and cry." Guan Ce sipped his tea leisurely.
Yang Shu rubbed his buttocks and remained silent. Guan Ce's abilities were so poor that there would be grass growing on his grave.
No matter how happy you are, there is no such thing as immortality or Taoism.
"Sir, the things are ready."
"Where's Yun'er?"
"I'll come over after I change my clothes."
Guan Ce nodded and sighed: "I have been wandering for half my life, but I have a disciple."
Yang Shu rolled his eyes secretly, did he not receive it? It's obvious that he doesn't like it!
"Sir, what do you think of me?"
Guan Ce glanced at Yang Shu, "Stand aside, blocking my view of the clouds."
"..."
Yang Shu pursed his lips and wanted to scold Guan Ce for being blind, but when he said those words, he wasn't just scolding Guan Ce.
Forget it, husband and wife are one, if you recognize one, you recognize both.
Becoming a disciple is not complicated. After serving tea and bowing, it's done.
"Teacher, don't be polite to me in the future." Yang Shu smiled brightly.
Guan Ce rolled his eyes and looked at Lu Yun with a gentle look, "Teacher knows a lot of talented people, let's change him? This guy has no skin and no face. He doesn't look reliable."
"Madam, don't stop me, I have to beat him up today!"
Yang Shuhuo almost burst out of his eyes, urging Lu Yun to remarry, she really thought he was dead!
"Teacher." Lu Yun called, "Don't tease him with this."
Lu Yun pulled Yang Shu's sleeve, fearing that he would really rush forward.
Guan Ce shook his head. He was really moved. He hadn't done anything yet, so he was just protecting her.
