"Come, little Russell, have a taste of my cooking."
Simu's wife Gillian brought the dishes with a smile, ending the awkward situation.
Simu breathed a sigh of relief and put away his big knife. Although the knife was long, it was effortless to chop the fish.
You know what, there are so many fish in the Yangtze River now. They are so numerous, big and long that it is difficult to chop them without a big knife.
“Braised fish, steamed fish, spicy fish, pickled fish, boiled fish…”
Russell stared at the dishes on the table in amazement. This was simply hell for the fish, like eighteen levels of torture.
"Oh, by the way, little Russell, you can eat more, so here is your dish."
Gillian clapped her hands vigorously and brought over a large basin. When she opened the basin, it was full of pork.
"This is your lunch, but there are eighteen dishes."
Russell: …
Looking at the pot of pork, he took a deep breath and asked helplessly, "Excuse me, where are the eighteen dishes?"
“Here!”
Gillian lied with her eyes open, and gestured with her hand, "This is one portion, spareribs."
Then he pointed to another piece and said, "This is one portion, spareribs."
"Here's one portion, spare ribs."
…
Russell's eyes were filled with dullness. The girl behind him couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, then made a gesture to her mother.
Haha, she’s worthy of being my mother!
"Of course, your lunch must be very rich, and there is another dish."
Gillian brought a cup of tea from somewhere, "I've even prepared your afternoon tea, how about it?"
Not very good.
Russell sighed helplessly, "If someone is too nice to you, he is either a traitor or a thief. Just tell me what you have to say."
He finally realized that the mother and daughter had exactly the same personality. Their stupidity was inherited from their parents. The ancients were right.
Since Gillian came on board, she has never cooked. Why did she do this today
Really
Russell turned his head and looked at the girl, his brows slightly frowned, "Are you serious?"
He didn't want to give the Book of Ten Thousand Gu to the young girl. A girl should learn Taoism and Gu magic from Simu.
The girl nodded, her attitude very firm.
Russell fell silent and did not agree. Gillian on the side did not try to persuade him too much, perhaps because she knew her daughter's temperament better.
But after all, the Book of Ten Thousand Gu is the secret book of the Liu family, which was secretly brought out by Russell. It is up to him to decide whether to pass it on or not.
But which Gu Master would not be tempted by this peerless secret book
Simu came over with a playful smile and said, "Just treat it as training your future wife, little Russell. Teaching your future wife witchcraft is not a loss, and it is a good thing."
He raised his eyebrows and saw Russell rolling his eyes. This shameless old guy wanted to get something for free again.
Haha, the old man is very bad.
Hearing Simu's teasing, the girl couldn't help but blush a little, and whispered, "Actually, I like poisonous insects more, because they are all my friends and relatives."
She gently lifted her sleeves, and four or five spots of light appeared faintly on her white arms, which surprised Russell.
Now he is no longer a novice in Gu Master. There are four or five bright lights, which is equivalent to the fourth or fifth level of human Gu Master.
With such age and talent, as long as he doesn't die, he will be a top figure in the future. I heard from Uncle Jiu that Zhang Zhiwei from Mount Longhu, the proud eldest disciple of the old Heavenly Master, is only at the sixth level of the Talented Teacher.
As a disciple of a big sect, he started practicing late, but he was well prepared.
It is already a remarkable thing that the girl in front of me can have such cultivation at this age.
But not everyone has a cheat, and not everyone is named Russell.
Russell thought about it, and looking at the girl's eager eyes, he couldn't help but feel relieved. After all, this was the daughter of his uncle's master.
I have no relatives, so this person can be considered my relative. There is no problem in helping him. After all, my uncle has helped me many times.
He was about to agree when suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and Russell immediately had a bad premonition.
He stared at the girl closely and felt that she looked more and more familiar. Such talent, such a poisonous insect, and such a familiar look.
Russell's heart skipped a beat and an absurd idea came to his mind. He pondered for a moment and asked slowly.
"Your last name is Wei?"
The girl looked at him in confusion and nodded. Her mother was angry with Simu before, so she had always used the surname Wei.
"What's your name?"
"Shufen." The girl explained, "In our place, Shufen means girl."
Wei Shufen
Russell remained silent, walked quietly to the fence, and looked into the distance quietly.
Gillian and the girl looked at each other, somewhat at a loss. They thought they had made Russell angry and felt uneasy.
Simu shook his head gently. He understood his little nephew, so he said a few words of comfort to him and slowly came to Russell's side.
"What's wrong?"
Russell stared at the river in a trance. "I just think your daughter is a ruthless person, a very, very powerful ruthless person."
He never expected that Wei Shufen, one of the few female characters among the Thirty-Six Righteous Men, was actually the daughter of Uncle Simu.
If her original path had continued, she would have ended up badly, being hunted and on the verge of death.
Before she died, she did not hesitate to suffer the backlash of the poison and fed Qianri with her own blood. She even used her own heart blood as a guide to refine the strange poison Qianrihong, cursing those who betrayed her, saying that their descendants would not live past 30 years old.
Very miserable and cruel.
If it were anyone else, Russell would have definitely watched coldly, but this happened to be the daughter of Uncle Simu.
"You know, if you teach her witchcraft, she will be miserable in the future."
Russell said to Simu, "If I don't teach her, she can still be an ordinary person, get married, have children, and live a happy life."
This was Uncle Jiu's arrangement for Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. Russell was very confused at this moment. He just wanted his uncle's daughter to live a peaceful life and not return to her original fate.
The four of them were silent for a long time, and he seemed to understand something from Russell's words.
Is it the face
As a Taoist priest, he knew very well what this meant, and he was also well aware of Russell's achievements in feng shui and the art of identifying people.
It was very high, as high as more than ten floors. Originally, this was a very happy thing, but now...
This means that what Russell says is basically correct and accurate, which sometimes makes people happy and sometimes makes people despair.
Simu turned his head to look at his daughter, and the girl was also looking at him quietly.
"It's best not to practice Gu magic. Our Maoshan Taoism is not bad either. Once you enter Maoshan and have the protection of Maoshan, everything will be different."
Russell said what he was thinking, "Practicing Gu magic is a dead end!"
"No!" He refused calmly.