"Brother, stop joking." Although Ye Siyu still insisted that she was not Fan Xian, in Fan Ruoruo's view, it was still Fan Xian who was playing tricks on him.
"Do you think Fan Xian will have white hair?" Ye Siyu pointed after removing the cognitive impairment spell she had cast on her hair.
Listening to Ye Siyu's words, Fan Ruoruo noticed that Ye Siyu's hair, which was completely black in her eyes just now, was now half black and half white.
"Brother, what's wrong with your hair?", but even so, she still believed that Ye Siyu was Fan Xian.
"I told you that I am not Fan Xian, I am his friend." Ye Siyu said helplessly.
"I don't believe it." Fan Ruoruo shook her head fiercely. In the letters she exchanged with Fan Xian, Fan Xian had described his own appearance. Among them, the one word that she remembered most clearly was that he looked like Pan An.
At first, she didn't know what this idiom meant, nor who Pan An was. Later, after Fan Xian explained it, she understood what this idiom meant. The Ye Siyu in front of her completely fit the idiom and seemed to be exactly the same as Pan An. .
In Fan Ruoruo's heart, Fan Xian would never lie to herself. Since he said he looked like Pan An, he looked like Pan An, so she identified Ye Siyu as Fan Xian.
"Forget it, let Fan Xian tell you himself." Ye Siyu shook her head and pointed behind Fan Ruoruo.
Following Ye Siyu's hand, one could see Fan Xian walking in with a chicken leg in one hand and a box in the other, led by the maid.
"Brother Ye, you are here." Fan Xian entered the inner courtyard and waved his hand hurriedly to say hello. Of course, if there were no chicken drumsticks in his hands, the effect of greeting would be better.
"You are really not my brother." Fan Ruoruo looked at Fan Xian and then at Ye Siyu. She saw traces of her childhood on Fan Xian's face. Now she was dumbfounded, and a white face appeared on her face. She blushed slightly, but she didn't expect that Ye Siyu was really not Fan Xian, and she really had the wrong person.
"I told you a long time ago." Ye Siyu smiled.
"Since you are not Fan Xian, that means I don't have to kneel." Fan Sizhe, who was kneeling on the ground and shivering, suddenly stood up.
"Even if this young master is not the eldest brother, you still have to continue kneeling!" Fan Ruoruo scolded, and Fan Sizhe, who was so frightened and relieved, knelt down again without daring to complain at all.
"What's going on?" Fan Xian walked closer and looked at Fan Sizhe who was kneeling and asked.
"It's okay, your brother is naughty and is being punished by your sister." Ye Siyu explained with a smile.
"Are you Ruoruo?" Fan Xian didn't know who Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe were just now. After Ye Siyu said this, he asked with surprise on his face. It can be said that in this world, except for Wu Zhu, Fei Jie and Danzhou, Besides grandma, Fan Ruoruo is the person he is closest to.
"Brother, is this young master your friend?" Fan Ruoruo, who was originally standing next to Ye Siyu, hurriedly walked to Fan Xian and lowered her head and said shyly. After all, she is also a lady, and her behavior of admitting the wrong person and lecturing Fan Sizhe just now is really... Somewhat embarrassing.
"Well, this is my new brother, Ye Siyu, he is an immortal." Fan Xian immediately introduced to Fan Ruoruo, and he had no intention of hiding Ye Siyu's identity from his closest relative.
"Immortal?" Fan Ruoruo looked surprised. She didn't understand what Fan Xian meant. However, when she thought of Ye Siyu's hair, Fan Ruoruo suddenly raised her head. She discovered that Ye Siyu's originally black and white hair had changed back to unknown when. It was completely black, and there was no trace of gray at all. This scene made her eyes widen, her mouth slightly opened, and she was filled with surprise.
Feeling Fan Ruoruo's surprised gaze, Ye Siyu smiled back and asked her to lower her head again.
"Yes, it's an immortal." Fan Xian affirmed.
"Why is it so noisy outside? How can it be appropriate?" At this moment, a shout came from the room, and then a solemnly dressed middle-aged woman walked out of the room surrounded by a group of maids. This person was It's Fan Xian's stepmother Liu Ruyu.
"Mother." Seeing Liu Ruyu come out, Fan Ruoruo, who wanted to ask something, immediately said hello. Fan Sizhe, who was kneeling beside him, seemed to have found a savior. He quickly got up and said with an aggrieved look: "Mother, sister, please help." Let outsiders bully me."
"You!" Fan Ruoruo's eyes widened when he heard Fan Sizhe's complaint. Fan Sizhe was so frightened that he hid behind Liu Ruyu, not daring to say a word.
"Okay, how old are you? You are still so afraid of your sister. If you continue like this, how will you inherit the Fan family when you are older?" Liu Ruyu turned around and scolded, but anyone with a discerning eye could hear her clearly. He was scolding Fan Sizhe, essentially warning Fan Xian, the illegitimate son.
"Ruoruo! You too, you can't bully your brother all day long. No matter what, he is your biological brother." Liu Ruyu did not forget to remind her, although she knew that her daughter was usually very assertive and could not control her. She was related to her son's future, and Fan Ruoruo had to say something no matter how hard she refused to listen.
"Mother!" Fan Ruoruo shouted. She felt that her mother should not say such words in front of Fan Xian.
"Okay, Mom is tired too. Let's go back and rest." Liu Ruyu knew that her eloquence was not as good as Fan Ruoruo's daughter, so she didn't intend to argue. She held her forehead and walked into the house, looking exhausted. look like.
"Mom, wait for me!" Seeing that his patron was about to leave, Fan Sizhe hurriedly followed him, otherwise he would inevitably be beaten by Fan Ruoruo.
"Brother, mother didn't mean it, don't mind." Looking at the backs of his mother and brother, Fan Ruoruo sighed angrily, and then apologized to Fan Xian.
"Brother, I understand. It's okay. You don't need to apologize." Fan Xian said nonchalantly. Regarding the inheritance rights of Fan Mansion, Fan Xian didn't care at all in the past. Now that he knows the world is big, let alone money in the world. It's all clouds.
Although Fan Ruoruo felt that Fan Xian was just comforting her, her originally gloomy look relaxed. At least Fan Xian did not blame herself for her mother and brother, and then she quickly said: "Brother, was it hard on the road? You and Mr. Ye, please come to my room and sit for a while."
"Okay, brother Ye, please." Fan Xian smiled. He happened to have something he wanted to talk to Ye Siyu about.
"Brother, you and Mr. Ye sit down for a while, and I'll make tea for you." Under the leadership of Fan Ruoruo, they soon came to the house where she lived, with paintings and decorations that showed everyone's ladylike appearance.
"Brother Ye, do you have a tracking spell?" Fan Xian asked hurriedly.
"Are you looking for the girl who gave you chicken legs?" Ye Siyu looked at the chicken legs in Fan Xian's hand and said.
"Brother Ye, are you peeking into my memory again?!" Fan Xian crossed his arms and said as if the little girl was about to be violated.
"I'm not interested in the memories of an old man like you. I just used my spiritual sense to check the situation in Kyoto when you were going to the temple, and I happened to see what happened between you and the girl." Ye Siyu said with a smile.
"That means you know where that girl went?" Fan Xian said excitedly.
"I'm not a voyeur, why do I keep looking at that girl?" Ye Siyu rolled her eyes.
"That's okay." Fan Xian was regretful and relieved at the same time. Unfortunately, Ye Siyu didn't know the whereabouts of the drumstick girl. What was relaxing was that Ye Siyu was not interested in the drumstick girl. If Ye Siyu became his love rival, even if he didn't want to Admit it, but if he were a girl, he felt that he would choose Ye Siyu. Now that he knew that Ye Siyu didn't keep looking, he was relieved.
"Then do you have any magic that can help me?" Fan Xian continued the previous question.
"When I saw your pig-like expression, I took note of that girl's scent. If you want to find it, I can tell you her address directly." Ye Siyu said with a smile.
"That's great!" Upon hearing this, Fan Xian threw the chicken legs directly on the table. Since he could directly find the chicken drumstick girl, the drumsticks were useless.
"Brother, what's so good?" At this time, Fan Ruoruo came back with tea leaves and tea sets.
"Your brother, I found someone I like." Fan Xian said happily.
"Is she a girl from Kyoto?" Fan Ruoruo's mood suddenly became excited. She admired Fan Xian's brother endlessly. Now that she knew that the other person had found someone she liked, she felt happy for him. At the same time, she also I am curious about who is so lucky to win the favor of my brother, a great writer.
"Ahem, I don't know yet." Fan Xian said awkwardly.
"Then do you want me to help you search from house to house?" Fan Ruoruo lightly covered her red lips and smiled.
"No need, Brother Ye has promised to help me find it." Fan Xian shook his head.
"Young Master Ye doesn't seem to be from Kyoto. He shouldn't be familiar with girls from various families in Kyoto. What's more, there are differences between men and women. If people know about it, it will probably attract gossip. It's better for me to help my brother find her." Fan Ruoruo said.
As a famous talented woman in Kyoto, she knows all the ladies of Kyoto. With the character of her sisters, if such a handsome person like Ye Siyu is from Kyoto, even if he is an ordinary person, she will definitely know it. It can be seen from this Ye Siyu is not from Kyoto.
And she was right. Asking a man to help his brother find a woman was inappropriate and unethical.
"Haha, Ruoruo, didn't I tell you before that Brother Ye is an immortal? He will definitely find people faster than you, and he will not attract gossip." Fan Xian also knew that Fan Ruoruo was doing this for Ye Siyu's good. But these problems can only trouble ordinary people, not Ye Siyu, an immortal cultivator.
"Brother, please stop playing tricks on me. Didn't you tell me that there are no immortals in the world in the past? Why are you now saying that Mr. Ye is an immortal?" Fan Ruoruo said angrily. She just learned from Fan Xian that Ye Siyu is an immortal. Coupled with Ye Siyu's hair that was sometimes half white, half black, and sometimes completely black, she was a little convinced. But when she took the tea set and tea leaves, she thought about it carefully and felt that Fan Xian was probably lying to her.
You must know that she and Fan Xian had discussed mythological stories in their correspondence in the past, but he was very sure that there were no gods in the world, and now he said that Ye Siyu was a god. There was no other explanation other than playing tricks on himself.
As for the issue of Ye Siyu's hair, she felt that Ye Siyu might be using some tricks to deceive others. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a possibility.
"Ruoruo, your brother, when did I ever lie to you?" Seeing that Fan Ruoruo didn't believe it, Fan Xian continued. In the past, even if he traveled through time, he still didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but after meeting Ye Siyu and today After meeting the girl with chicken legs, he already had a complete sense of awe for gods and Buddhas.
"Didn't you lie to me about Red Mansions?" Fan Ruoruo immediately argued. In addition to exchanging letters between her and Fan Xian, Fan Xian also wrote her a Dream of Red Mansions, and kept lying that he was not the author.
"I have said this hundreds of times. I am really not the author of Red Mansions. The real author is Mr. Cao. I just helped him spread the word." Fan Xian felt helpless when he heard this.
"Hmph, look, you are lying to me again. I have already investigated and there is no Mr. Cao at all. You are the author of Red Mansion." Fan Ruoruo affirmed with her hands on her hips.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Fan Xian did not intend to dwell on this issue so much, but turned to look at Ye Siyu and said: "Brother Ye, I wonder if you can show some magic to Ruoruo. See proof that I didn’t lie.”
"You guys are really rude. Fortunately, it's me. If you say such things to other immortal cultivators, you will probably be crushed into dust by others." Ye Siyu laughed and scolded.
"Hey, I know you are a nice person. Besides, we are also kind of fellow villagers. You help me and I will help you. Wouldn't it be nice? If it were other immortals, of course I wouldn't dare to do this." Fan Xian He said with a playful smile, he still had a sense of awe for those powerful immortals and gods. As he said, if he hadn't known Ye Siyu, he would never have dared to make such a request.
"You guy." Ye Siyu smiled and shook her head. She was amused by Fan Xian's rogue character but also felt helpless. Then she looked at Fan Ruoruo and asked, "Miss Fan, what spell do you want to see?"
"Are you serious?" Listening to the conversation between Ye Siyu and Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo felt that she might have misunderstood Fan Xian. With the other person's personality, it was impossible for him to keep playing tricks on him.
"Of course, if you tell me your wish, I can use magic to fulfill it for you, including flying stars and catching the moon." Ye Siyu said while stroking the bumpkin.
"Pfft, Mr. Ye, you are so funny." Fan Ruoruo was amused by Ye Siyu's exaggerated words, but since Ye Siyu dared to say such words, she would certainly not be polite, "I don't want stars and moons, as long as you can change me Just bring out the delicacies that appeared in the Red Mansion, Mr. Ye, can you do it?"
"Ruoruo, aren't you embarrassing Brother Ye?" Fan Xian spoke up after hearing the conditions proposed by Fan Ruoruo.
How often does food appear in Dream of Red Mansions? Cao Xueqin spends nearly one-third of the entire book describing food culture activities.
It's not that he doubts Ye Siyu's ability, but that even he, a literary copycat, can't remember how many kinds of delicacies appear in Dream of Red Mansions, let alone Ye Siyu. Even if the other party is a cultivator who can move mountains and seas, Fan Xian doesn't think that the other party can conjure up the food in Dream of Red Mansions. those delicacies.
"No problem." Before Fan Xian could continue, Ye Siyu spoke.
