"What?" Granny Jiang didn't respond.
Hua Che: "I'm not drunk, so I didn't say it casually. After coming back this time, I don't want to go back again."
"Why is this?" Granny Jiang finally came back to her senses and said in disbelief, "Is Lingxiao Palace bad, or is your master bad for you? Is it because the brothers and sisters are not in harmony? , Why don't you do it? The old slave knows your temperament. You have encountered unhappy things in the teacher's door. You can bear it. If you can't bear it, you can find a way to solve it. How can you leave the teacher's door? You and Has the head of Zhuang said, why do you have to leave? Is it related to Young Master Chu, are you trying to avoid him?"
Hua Che: "..."
Hua Che thought about it for a long time before telling Granny Jiang the decision, but when she thought that Granny Jiang slammed her sword down, Hua Che was blindfolded for a while before she regained her senses, her forehead twitched and said, "Well, which one should I answer first? ?"
Granny Jiang became serious: "Little young master must not be willful, let alone talk nonsense after drinking!"
Hua Che said: "I said it was my decision. You know it's mine. It's useless to persuade anyone to decide what I'm doing. I'll send a letter to Lingxiao Palace in two days. That's all..."
"No!" Granny Jiang stopped her sternly, staring at Hua Che with her aging and yellow eyes, "Little Master, have you forgotten your original intention to worship in the Lingxiao Palace?"
"Do you want to prolong your life?" Hua Che hooked his lips with a light smile, and the moon was clear and windy, "Based on my current cultivation, the innate longevity is no less than three hundred."
Granny Jiang was not reconciled and asked, "Young master, why are you telling the truth to the old slave? Is it... Is it related to Young Master Chu? When the old slave heard that he went to the Lingxiao Palace with you, the old slave was frightened. With a jump, are you trying to avoid him?"
Hua Che's eyes were light: "It has nothing to do with him."
Granny Jiang still felt something was wrong: "Could it be... Mrs. Mei!?"
Hua Che stayed for a while: "Huh?"
Granny Jiang said indignantly: "Did Mrs. Mei let the young master leave? She, she didn't want the young master to have contact with Chu Gongzi. She said that she would not listen to Chu Gongzi, so she had to trouble the young master!"
Hua Che: "..."
No, mother-in-law, is your imagination so rich
"It has nothing to do with Yuntian Shuijing, don't think about it." Hua Che got up. He felt that the room was a little stuffy, so he walked to the window and pushed it open. The night wind mixed with frost and snow poured in, finally letting Hua Che's The cheeks are not so red, and the slight drunk is also relieved.
Suddenly, Granny Jiang walked over quickly, bent her knees, and fell to the ground.
Hua Che was caught off guard, and in shock, she helped Granny Jiang up: "What are you doing!?"
Granny Jiang knelt on the ground and didn't move: "Is the young master for the old slave?"
Hua Che's lips trembled, and she forced Granny Jiang to stand up, while brushing the dust on her knees for her, and said, "Don't think about it."
"Is the old slave thinking wildly, or is the young master hiding something?" Granny Jiang smiled bitterly, "The old slave watched you grow up since you were a child, what are you thinking, the old slave will not know?"
His mind was seen through, and Hua Che instantly felt a panic at what to do.
Grandma Jiang closed her eyes and said, "One day in the middle of the mountain is a thousand years in the world. Young master is cultivating in the deep mountains, so he can't help but care about the old slave who is in the mundane world. Even if the old slave is healthy, at most thirty years will be enough to live. , But as a cultivator, the young master can live a hundred years, or a thousand years, and his life expectancy is not equal. In addition, if the young master has something to retreat, maybe the old slave has already…”
Hua Che's heart was shocked.
Granny Jiang: "There are many rules and regulations, and the disciples are not allowed to go out at will. If something happens to the old slave here, don't say that the young master will come here. It will take a long, long time to hear the news."
"Don't talk about it." Hua Che's slender brows twitched slightly, "I have made up my mind."
"Little young master..." Granny Jiang's eyes were sad. "If it is because of the relationship of the old slave, that the young master is caught in the footsteps of becoming a talented person, then the old slave is really guilty and deserves to die!"
"What nonsense?" Hua Che sighed helplessly, smiled, and was elegant and bright, "I just won't go back to the teacher's door for a while, and it's not because I was expelled from the teacher's door and can't go back, but with my own understanding, I can still cultivate to greatness. Yes, as soon as you ride a horse, I should give you a good retirement."
Granny Jiang shook her head stubbornly: "Old slave remembers that one month after the monks entered the school, the master would order the disciples to go down the mountain and return to the world to make a break. On the surface, it was going back to their hometown to visit relatives, but in fact, it was to cut off the relationship."
Hua Che was taken aback: "Where did you hear this?"
Granny Jiang: "The little fat man from Widow Wang's house in Dongjiekou, he is also a monk."
Hua Che was powerless to slander.
"If you can't let go of the world, then what kind of immortals will you cultivate?" Granny Jiang rarely posed as an elder to teach Hua Che, "People are inherently dead, and monks can't hide from God, it's just the difference between dying early and dying later, the young master is detached from the world. The immortal master, how come the two words of life and death have not been understood by the old slave? You delay your future for the old slave, well, the old slave will leave here tomorrow and hide in a place where the young master can't find it no matter what! "
Granny Jiang gasped and panted, Hua Che hurriedly raised her hand and surrendered, helped Granny Jiang to sit down, and carefully gave her a good breath: "I'm so angry that I'm wrong, don't you be angry? Don't be mad."
Granny Jiang blushed and said with a thick neck: "The young master is fooling the old slave again!"
"Really, I won't tell lies this time!" Hua Che looked at her with sincerity, and almost swore to the sky.
Granny Jiang shouted stubbornly, "Then you will go back to Lingxiao Palace tomorrow!"
Hua Che felt tired for a while: "How can this be done? Of course I will stay at home to accompany you during the New Year's Day. Besides, Master has a life, so we should meet at Yeyou Mansion on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month."
Granny Jiang was suspicious again, thinking that Hua Che was full of secrets to hide from her.
Hua Che was angry and funny, he squatted down, put his head on Granny Jiang's knee like he did when he was a child, and pretended to be coquettish: "I can't bear my mother-in-law, I want to stay with my mother-in-law for a few more years, and I will leave after the eleventh, absolutely. Absolutely don't stay, okay?"
Grandma Jiang couldn't help laughing when she saw him acting like a spoiled child.
Hua Che said, "Mother-in-law, I want to eat dumplings."
"Okay." Granny Jiang smiled and patted Hua Che's head gently, "Old slave, I'll do it for you."
Hua Che jumped up and followed Granny Jiang into the kitchen: "I'll help too."
Granny Jiang gave a demonstration. Hua Che also pinched a gold ingot according to the gourd painting. Granny Jiang was very satisfied.
When the dumplings were put in the pot, they were all round and plump. Hua Che prepared garlic paste and vinegar. When the dumplings were brought out, he was about to pick them up when there was a knock on the door in the front yard lobby.
Hua Che got up and said, "Mother-in-law eats first, I'll go see who it is."
There shouldn't be anyone eating out on New Year's Eve. Maybe the neighbors had something to ask Granny Jiang. Hua Che didn't think much about it, he lifted the bolt and pushed the door open. There was a young man standing outside.
"Fellow Daoist Flower, long time no see!" The young man smiled brightly.
Hua Che: "You are..."
"Just call me Xiaopang, I live at Dongjiekou." The young man said with a smile, "I saw you when I was in the Ten Thousand Gates Martial Arts Festival, but unfortunately you were eliminated in the first round, and there was no chance. Say hello to you. The world of immortality is so big, it's not easy to meet a fellow! By the way, I am practicing in Yeyou Mansion, and my teacher is Xie Wanting."
Hua Che hurriedly performed a contemporaneous salute: "Thank you, Sect Master Gao Disciple, disrespectful and disrespectful."
Xiaopang: "I was fortunate enough to meet Hua Daoyou."
Hua Che asked: "Dear New Year's Eve, are you here..."
Xiaopang smiled and said: "I'm helping people lead the way. An uncle asked me where "Hua Che Hua Qingkong" lived, and I said that he lived in "Old Ginger Noodle House" by the West Lake, but he didn't know how to get there. I was thinking about the immortal master entering the world, and it should be a pleasure to help people in distress, but no, I brought him here on purpose."
"Looking for me?" Hua Che looked to the left and right, and before the man was looking, the sinister aura had already arrived.
Hua Che's heart trembled, his eyes filled with fear instantly, he dragged Little Fatty into the room and closed the door with his backhand.
Little Fatty was caught off guard and almost fell: "What's the matter, fellow Daoist?"
Hua Che's face was solemn, and his eyes were cold and terrifying: "My mother-in-law is in the backyard, and the dumplings are just out of the pot. You can accompany her to eat some. Also, don't care about what you hear, don't come here, you must help me take care of my mother-in-law. ,please."
Fatty couldn't react: "Huh?"
"Go!"
"Oh oh oh." Little Fatty ran non-stop. He walked out of the lobby with his front feet, and Hua Che set up a barrier with his back feet to cover the entire lobby. Ordinary people couldn't hear the movement inside, let alone come in.
Just then, there was a dull knock on the door.
Hua Che was silent.
After a while, the knock on the door rang again.
Hua Che tried his best to calm his mind, so that his voice sounded less rigid: "It's closed, please come early tomorrow!"
"Hehehehehe..."
There was a sudden sneer outside the door, and at the same time, the door was slammed open by a force, and the hollow carved wooden door was torn apart in an instant, shattering into slag.
"My son, you are really here."
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