For me to reject Luoye Village means that my relationship as master and disciple between Ye Sanqi and I has ended.
If I don't refuse Luoyezhuang, Ye Sanqi's life will be in danger.
That night, I didn't even close my eyes. It was in the morning that I saw Ye Sanqi, who also had bloodshot eyes.
Ye Sanqi smiled at me: "Little Ye Zi, are we master and disciple?"
"Yes, always." As I spoke, my eyes became red.
Ye Sanqi said: "As a master and apprentice, you have to give me the opportunity to protect yourself from wind and rain. This is called master and apprentice."
"Master, I..." Before I could finish my words, Ye Sanqi was stunned: "Don't cry, why did I accept a crybaby like you as my apprentice?"
"When Luoye Village solves your problem, you will protect me in the future. Let's go! I'm crying!"
"Oh!" When I followed Ye Sanqi to the Luoyezhuang living room again, Luoyezhuang had already adopted a formal welcoming attitude. The floor outside the living room door was paved with red felt, and the housekeepers and servants were lined up on both sides, showing full etiquette.
According to common sense, this is respect for the guests. However, I couldn't be happy at all - Luoyezhuang's attitude meant that there was no longer any human relationship between them and Ye Sanqi, and it was time to formally negotiate terms.
When I walked into the living room, I saw an old lady sitting in the main seat with a faucet-headed cane. Although she was smiling, her facial features made people instinctively think that this old lady was difficult to get along with.
Ye Sanqi cupped his fists and said: "Ye Sanqi, the descendant of the Qi Sect, and his disciple Ye Jinglong, pay their respects to the master of Luoye Manor."
After the old lady nodded slightly, Ye Sanqi gave a junior salute: "Sanqi pays his respects to the uncle, and wishes the uncle a long life and good health."
Mrs. Luo said with a smile: "Putting public affairs before private affairs, you kid has the same temper as your master. Yun Xi told me about your coming to our Luoye Village. Young man, come here and take a look."
Ye Sanqi said: "Jinglong, please pay tribute to our master!"
"Wait a minute!" Old Mrs. Luo said: "Although he has become a disciple of yours, he is not a disciple of the Qi Sect. I'd better skip this junior gift!"
"He kowtowed, so I didn't bring him some greeting gifts. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to me?"
When I heard this, my heart sank: This old lady doesn't admit that I am a disciple of the Qi Sect!
Mrs. Luo said calmly: "Sanqi! Before he learns the secret skills of Qi Sect, don't say that he is your disciple. To the outside world, say that he is your servant!"
Ye Sanqi said: "Jinglong is my only disciple, and there will be no change in this. I also ask my uncle to let Jinglong perform the courtesy of a disciple."
Mrs. Luo's face also became ugly: "Sanqi, the successor of Qimen must practice the secret technique of Qimen. Not only is he a master of art, but he is also unable to practice the secret technique. I cannot admit such a disciple."
Ye Sanqi took a step forward and said: "Master, our secret technique is either passed down from father to son, or it is adopted from generation to generation. It is the disciple chosen by my father for me, and it cannot be changed."
Mrs. Luo said: "Then wait until you have a son in the future and bring him to me as a gift! I can't bear this big gift from Ye Jinglong."
Ye Sanqi said in a deep voice: "Disciple, disciple, disciple is my son. Master, you have passed!"
As soon as Ye Sanqi's words came out, everyone in the room changed their expressions. Luo Yunxi quickly said: "Brother Sanqi, what did you say?"
"Mom, Brother Sanqi, he didn't mean that! He meant..."
Mrs. Luo sneered and waved her hand to stop Luo Yunxi: "I'm not that stupid yet. I can hear what he means."
"Ye Sanqi, let me ask you one last time, do you really want me to admit his identity as a disciple of the Qi Sect?"
"Yes!" Ye Sanqi looked at Mrs. Luo without flinching.
If Ye Sanqi's actions were compared today, people would find it difficult to understand, and they might even think that he is ridiculously stubborn. However, at that time, Ye Sanqi had to clear his name for me.
In ancient times, sects had strict barriers. A person could have several masters, but he could never join different sects.
For example, a person who studies martial arts and learns Shaolin Kung Fu from a certain master can say that he is a disciple of so-and-so, but he cannot say that he is a disciple of the Shaolin School. Because he just became a disciple and did not enter the sect.
On the contrary, after joining a sect, you can still learn from other masters, but you cannot switch to the sect of that master. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a traitor to the sect and may cause disputes between the two sects.
Ye Sanqi accepted me as his disciple and decided on the name of our master and disciple. However, if I cannot be recognized by Qimen, I will not be regarded as a descendant of Qimen and will never be an orthodox disciple of Qimen. Just like Mrs. Luo said, in their eyes, I am just a handyman hired by Ye Sanqi.
It's not that the handyman can't practice the secret arts of the sect, but he can only practice some simple things. When the Qimen disciples actually get together, I can only stand on the side and serve tea and pour water. There will never be a seat for me inside the Qimen disciples.
Mrs. Luo's face also darkened: "Ye Sanqi, please listen to me clearly. Qimen is a famous and decent sect. Ye Jinglong has an evil body and cannot enter."
"If you came to Luoye Village to unlock his evil body and let him join the Qi Sect, then you can leave. Luoye Village will not violate the rules of the sect."
"Okay!" Ye Sanqi suddenly lifted up the hem of his robe, and with his right hand like a knife, he swept it over the clothes. The hem of his robe was immediately cut off by the infuriating energy on his fingertips and fell to the ground: "Qi Men Ye Sanqi, today He cut ties with Luoyezhuang and established his own sect. Ye Jinglong is the founding disciple of my Sanqi Sect."
"Brother Sanqi, what are you doing?" Luo Yunxi was so anxious that she burst into tears: "If you have something to say, please tell me! Don't be so extreme... quickly put on the robe!"
Uncle Chang also rushed up: "Master Ye, the hundreds of years of friendship between the Luo and Ye families cannot be broken off! Back then, our ancestors left instructions to let the two families support each other and carry forward his lineage. !”
"What are you doing? Everything is negotiable!"
Luo Yunxi also hurriedly picked up the broken robe on the ground and pressed it on Ye Sanqi: "Brother Sanqi, quickly put the robe back on."
In the eyes of ordinary people: the broken robe has no needle and thread, how can it be connected? However, those in the art have countless ways to keep the robes together.
However, this matter must be done by Ye Sanqi.
Luo Yunxi couldn't help but cry: "Brother Sanqi, you... put your robe on first. If anything happens, let's sit down and talk slowly."
No matter how busy Uncle Chang and Luo Yunxi were, Ye Sanqi remained silent, standing straight and looking at Mrs. Luo coldly.
Uncle Chang looked at me and said, "Young Master Jinglong, please advise Master Ye!"
