Ji Yuan bowed to Ju Yuanzi in return, then stretched out his hand towards the center of the courtyard and said.
"Fellow Daoist Ju Yuanzi, please come in."
"It's better to obey than to be respectful!"
Ju Yuanzi said something polite and walked in after Sun Yaya made way for him, and the little girl closed the door again.
When he arrived at the stone table in the yard, he could naturally see the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone as well as Sun Yaya's words on the stone table. Seeing the handwriting, Ju Yuanzi's eyes lit up.
"This girl's handwriting is very spiritual!"
Looking back at Sun Yaya who had just closed the door, Ju Yuanzi whispered to Ji Yuan who was nearby.
"Mr. Ji is interested in taking her as his apprentice?"
Ji Yuan shook his head.
"At present, we are only teaching her calligraphy. People in the world only say that the immortal path is good, but even though the immortal path is good, it is not perfect. Getting married, having children, and raising children are still the Sun family's greatest expectations for her."
Ju Yuanzi laughed, “Hehe.”
"Sir, if you feel it is inconvenient to accept a disciple, this girl can also enter my Yuhuai Mountain Sect. I, Ju Yuanzi, am willing to make an exception and accept another disciple!"
Ji Yuan looked at Ju Yuanzi with his dark eyes and blurted out a word.
"You wish!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Ju Yuanzi burst into laughter, which made Sun Yaya, who had just returned, very confused. She looked at Ji Yuan and asked.
"Sir, what is this old man laughing at? Is he your elder?"
"Oh... I don't deserve this!"
Ju Yuanzi stopped laughing all of a sudden. He could joke with Ji Yuan, but he couldn't recognize someone of this generation casually.
Ji Yuan looked at the words on the table. Although Sun Yaya's handwriting amazed Ju Yuanzi and was naturally excellent in the eyes of ordinary people, and could even be compared with the works of some famous calligraphers, in fact, since last year, her handwriting had hardly improved in Ji Yuan's opinion.
There are many factors involved, including the influence of talent, the inevitable complacency and impetuousness caused by the increased fame, the experience of being too involved in other things, and even the limitations of stationery.
Ji Yuan likes this child very much, but just like this word, no matter whether his ambition is not obvious or his family is looking forward to it, it is not the time to accept him as a disciple yet. Besides, leading someone to the path of immortality may not be a good thing for that person.
Everyone says that being a god is great, but in Ji Yuan’s opinion, living a peaceful and happy life is not a bad thing.
And to be honest, Ji Yuan has always been very strict about accepting disciples. Even someone as talented as Lu Shanjun has only been accepted privately. Of course, this is also due to his layout, but it also explains some problems.
Seeing Mr. Ji looking at her handwriting, Sun Yaya scratched her head subconsciously. She also knew that she had not made much progress for a long time, but Mr. Ji always encouraged her to be calm and persevere.
"Sir, do you have something important to discuss? Do you want Yaya to go back first?"
Sun Yaya asked obediently. She wanted to live in a quiet and peaceful pavilion, but in the past few years, sometimes some special people came to visit, and Mr. Ji would always let her go home first. It seemed that today would be the same.
Sure enough, after asking, Sun Yaya saw Ji Yuan nodded slightly, so she packed up the things on the stone table with ease. Unlike when she first came to Ju'an Pavilion to study, now Sun Yaya only needed to put away the written papers, deal with the ink, and take away some things that she thought she would need at home or in the school. She had several copies of other things such as inkstones, pen holders, paperweights, etc., so she took all the things she didn't need back.
When Sun Yaya had dealt with the ink and was about to take some stationery back to the pavilion master's room, Ji Yuan spoke again.
"Yaya, pack everything up this time, put it in the book box and take it home."
"ah?"
Sun Yaya was stunned for a moment, looked at Ji Yuan for a long time, lowered her head and said "Oh...", then began to slowly put all the things into the small bookcase under the table.
After the last piece of paperweight was put in, Sun Yaya pursed her lips and looked up at Mr. Ji and asked very carefully.
"Sir, can I come tomorrow?"
Ji Yuan rubbed the little girl’s head.
"You don't need to come tomorrow. The master is not trying to send you away, but he is going on a long trip and it is not clear when he will be back."
Sun Yaya's eyes, which had been slightly red, suddenly softened a lot.
"After the master comes back, can I still come to Ju'an Pavilion to practice calligraphy?"
Ji Yuan smiled.
"As long as you still want to practice calligraphy, you can. Okay, pack up and go home. Don't come over tomorrow. I won't be here."
Sun Yaya nodded vigorously.
"When the master comes back, Yaya will definitely come to practice calligraphy again!"
"Haha, it's good that you have the intention. Be careful on your way back."
Sun Yaya smiled.
"Sir, I'll just go to the entrance of Tianniufang. We still have to wait for grandpa to close the stall before we go back together."
As she spoke, the little girl carried the book box on her back and walked towards the gate. After opening the gate, she turned back to look at Ju Yuanzi and Ji Yuan.
"Sir, am I leaving?"
"go Go!"
Ji Yuan pushed his hand and watched the little girl disappear out the door, then pulled the door lock ring from the outside and closed the door.
Ju Yuanzi didn't say a word the whole time. He only looked at Ji Yuan after the little girl left.
"Mr. Ji, is this okay?"
Ji Yuan thought for a moment and replied.
"Compared to other situations, this is better for now."
Ju Yuanzi also nodded. People who practice Taoism are very cautious when accepting disciples. The more profound the Taoism, the more cautious they are. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a test. Many people cannot even pass the first level.
…
Sun Yaya was walking in the alleys of Tianniufang carrying a small bookcase on her back. Neighbors along the way would greet the little girl and enjoy her sweet greetings.
However, today the little girl was obviously absent-minded. When passing by Shuangjingpu, she did not stop to chat with the sisters and aunts, but walked past with a lot on her mind.
Soon, Sun Yaya came out of Tianniufang. Sun Fu, who saw his granddaughter coming out from afar, shouted to her.
"Yaya~~"
The little girl also walked quickly towards the noodle stall, then naturally took off the book box and put it behind the cart, then sat on a small stool with her hands on her chin, staring blankly.
Sun Fu was busy as usual, but he turned around to look at his granddaughter and asked casually.
"Yaya, why did you leave Mr. Ji's house so early today?"
Usually Sun Yaya came out at a very good time, always arriving before his normal closing time. Today, she's still here for at least half an hour.
Sun Yaya replied listlessly.
"There was an old man with a white beard who came to Ju'an Pavilion. The master told me to go home first and said that he had to go on a long journey and I didn't need to go tomorrow."
Sun Fu was listening and nodding, but was suddenly stunned when he heard the last part. He then put down the work in his hands, squatted in front of Sun Yaya and looked at her.
"Mr. Ji said he was going on a long trip? How long will he be gone? Did he say he would be back soon?"
Sun Yaya looked up at her grandfather and shook her head.
"My master said he didn't know when he would be back, so he asked me to take the four treasures of the study that were in the Ju'an Pavilion back home..."
Sun Fu then realized that his expression was very disappointed, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He was thinking about other things. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and look at Sun Yaya.
"Yaya... Mr. Ji may be gone for several years, or even longer. Did you say goodbye to him properly?"
Since Ji Yuan asked Sun Yaya to pack up the four treasures of the study and she doesn't have to go tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, it means she is leaving soon.
Sure enough, when the little girl heard what her grandfather said, she immediately trembled.
"Okay, several years... I'll go find the gentleman!"
Sun Yaya jumped up from the small stool, said this and rushed to Tianniufang. She didn't even bother to say hello to the neighbors she met along the way.
"Hey, Yaya, why are you back?"
"Hey Yaya, run slower, be careful not to fall!"
"I have something urgent~~!"
"This child..."
She hurriedly ran to the depths of Tianniufang and rushed to the door of Ju'an Pavilion. Such a large amount of exercise only made Sun Yaya a little out of breath. She focused her eyes on the door of the pavilion and saw an old copper lock hanging on it.
"Sir~~~Sir~~~"
Sun Yaya shouted towards Ju'an Pavilion a few times, but received no response. The entire Ju'an Pavilion was silent and quiet.
At this moment, tears couldn't help but well up in the little girl's eyes, but she held them back and shouted through the door with all her strength towards the small pavilion.
"Sir~~~ I will practice calligraphy well even when you are not here. When you come back, you will definitely praise my improvement in calligraphy, for sure!"
Woo… Woo…
The wind around Ju'an Pavilion suddenly grew stronger. The jujube tree in the yard swayed in the wind, and leaves fell one by one, carrying a fiery red halo among them. They slowly fell in front of the lost Sun Yaya. The little girl subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed a few jujube leaves and the fiery red halo in her hand.
"Huh… "
Sun Yaya felt warm holding the big fruit in her hand. Looking closely, she felt that there were clouds of fire surrounding the surface, and the light appeared and disappeared.
Ji Yuan and Ju Yuanzi were walking together on the official road outside Ning'an County. Ji Yuan locked the doors inside and outside the courtyard as usual, and went out with his bag, so he was seen by some residents, but he did not show up at the exit.
At this moment, Ji Yuan suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of Tianniufang in Ning'an County.
"What happened to Mr. Ji?"
Ji Yuan's eyes flashed across his sleeves. Just now, a phantom of a chess piece appeared in his hand, which was Sun Yaya's.
"Nothing, let's go, don't keep Mr. Qiu and the others waiting for too long."
As Ji Yuan was speaking, mist appeared under his feet. Ju Yuanzi flicked his sleeves and stepped onto the ground. The two of them flew up on the clouds in the sunset, leaving Ning'an County and heading into the distance.