Xia Shao was stunned. After a while, he raised his eyebrows.
Hai Ruo had spoken, but there was still a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, but his eyes were rather determined, "Uncle Master, I know this is sudden, but you have also seen Xiao Yezi's talent... With my cultivation, maybe In a few years, there will be nothing left to teach him. I really don’t want such a talented child to waste time in my hands. While he is still young, I think... it’s better to find someone who can teach him. Good Master. Since the sect was cleaned up, there are not many disciples of the Ren generation who have a particularly high level of cultivation and can lead Xiao Yezi to become a talent. After thinking about it, you and Uncle Xu are the only ones... Uncle Xu’s temperament, I’m afraid It's not appropriate to accept a disciple. I can only come to beg you."
"I once thought about asking Master to accept him. But you also know that Xiao Yezi, his Master, and I are both Master's disciples. This kid is very affectionate. After my senior brother disappeared, even though we all knew that he was in danger. , this child still refused to accept me as his master. Later I said that my senior brother and I have a good relationship, and I once said that if the other person is not around one day, I will take care of his disciples for him. This child thought that this was really the agreement between his master and me. Then he followed me to the United States obediently. However, at that time he refused to call me master. Later, I threatened him and said that if he did not change his words, I would not teach him the technique. If he met the murderer of his master in the future, Then he couldn't take revenge. This kid knelt in front of his master's portrait for three days before he changed his mind and worshiped me as his master."
Hai Ruo sighed and looked at Xia Shao, "If his master's revenge is avenged, but my master is still alive. If you ask him to switch to someone else, he will never agree. I'm better, at least with him. His master is the same generation. If he is asked to worship my master as his master, won’t he and his master become brothers? He will definitely say that the seniority is messed up, and he will never agree to it. "
"Then if he worships me as his teacher, won't he mess up his seniority?" Xia Shao heard this and picked up the tea cup, smiled and lowered his eyes, and took a sip.
Hai Ruo smiled bitterly, "This is naturally a matter of generational differences. However, I always feel that if it were you, there might be a way to get him to agree. I see that this child is very close to you... Of course, I also have selfish motives for following you. , this child has the best future."
Facing Xia Shao, Hai Ruo always felt that it was better to tell the truth. This is a smart and transparent girl. She is nearly forty years old. In front of her, she always feels that there is no age difference.
This girl, no one who knows her achievements can regard her as an ordinary nineteen-year-old girl.
Hearing this, Xia Shao smiled and looked up at Hai Ruo. Hai Ruo's eyes were sincere. Although he was a little embarrassed, he looked at her persistently, with a bit of uneasiness in his pleading eyes.
"I quite like this boy Wen Ye, but you must know how stubborn this boy is and he won't be willing to do it," Xia Shao said.
"I can persuade him."
"You know his temperament. It's useless to persuade him. Besides, recruiting disciples is a big deal and not something to be trifled with." Xia Shao gave an ambiguous statement.
Hai Ruo was startled. She originally thought that among the Xuanmen disciples, Xia Shao was different about Wen Ye, and thought that even if she didn't agree immediately, she would consider it. But hearing this at this time, it seemed a little difficult. Or maybe it means that you are unwilling.
Hai Ruo was inevitably a little disappointed, but she also knew that her move today was really abrupt, so she smiled apologetically no matter how disappointed she was, "It's all my fault that I only thought about Xiao Yezi and didn't consider that my uncle might be in trouble. However, I still want to implore my uncle to consider it again."
After Hai Ruo finished speaking, he bowed and nodded to Xia Shao, then stood up and left.
After she left, as soon as the door closed, Xia Shao held the cup and smiled meaningfully.
…
Wen Ye fell into a coma for five days before waking up. During this period, Hairuo did not tell anyone that he had gone to Xia Shao to accept her as a disciple, and Xia Shao did not say anything either.
The day Wen Ye woke up, Tang Zongbo, Zhang Zhongxian and Xia Shao went to visit him in his room. Hai Ruo looked at Xia Shao from the side, but Xia Shao just pretended not to notice her gaze.
Wen Ye saw Tang Zongbo and Zhang Zhongxian coming, so he stood up to say hello, but Zhang Zhongxian stopped him, "Okay, don't show off as soon as you wake up. You kid, you love to show off in everything, and you are the one who wants to break through when it comes to promotion." Did you just break through? I'm not afraid that your muscles and bones will become useless!"
Zhang Zhongxian's voice was loud, and Hai Ruo, who was standing by, wanted him to lower his voice but didn't dare. In the end, he had to look at Wen Ye worriedly. Wen Ye's face was still a little pale, he frowned and said, "It's better to be crippled than dead."
Zhang Zhong choked first, and Tang Zongbo sighed, "Good boy! Alas, everything is fine. Just lie down and rest. Your senior brother Qin will have his funeral in two days, so you can get out of bed and move around again."
Wen Ye was stunned after hearing this. Although he was asked to get out of bed after two days, he got up that night. This kid had a very bad temper. No matter how Hai Ruo tried to persuade him, he insisted on going to the mourning hall.
Although the disciples of the Zhang family had enmity with the original Wang family, after the family was cleared, the remaining disciples were all our own. They ate and lived together in the old Feng Shui Hall for more than a year, and never looked up or down. See, there is a bit of camaraderie after all.
It was already night when Wen Ye got up, and the mourning hall was arranged at the end of the corridor, with candles lit at night. The boy was wearing white long-sleeved clothes and a hood, walking down the corridor. His steps were very light, but he seemed inexplicably heavy. He walked into the mourning hall, where Xia Shao, Lu Hua and Yi Ni were all there.
Yi Ni didn't go back to school either. To her, it was because she was taken away and the Taoist disciples rescued her that she died. After she got better these days, she stayed in the mourning hall every day, and the time was no shorter than that of Lu Hua.
Wen Ye walked in without saying hello to the three of them. He just took the incense and put it on himself, then walked to a white futon at the back and knelt down on it.
Xia Shao looked back at Wen Ye and saw the boy sitting on his knees, putting the hat on the back of his clothes on his head. He lowered his head and couldn't see his features clearly.
Although his eyebrows could not be seen clearly, he could see that his fists on his knees were clenched tightly and trembling slightly.
The atmosphere in the mourning hall was silent. The crackling of burning candles, the friction of clothes moving slightly, and even the slightest breathing could be heard. Xia Shao glanced at Wen Ye and turned her head. But as soon as she turned her head, she heard a snap behind her head.
The sound was so faint that it was mixed in with the sound of the candlelight. Lu Hua was watching the spirit and didn't even hear it. However, Xia Shao turned her head back again and saw the boy's head lowered, and the back of his clenched fists was a little brighter in the dim light.
Xia Shao stood up and walked over. The boy felt her approach and lowered his head again. This time he couldn't see his face.
Xia Shao pretended not to see his embarrassed look, sat down and handed over the tissue. The boy didn't even raise his head, but Xia Shao could still imagine his stubborn face. Sure enough, he raised his arm and wiped it hard with his sleeve. Then, he continued to sit with his hands and knees, but after not sitting for a while, his shoulders shook, and there were two more snapping sounds.
The boy took his sleeve and wiped it again!
Xia Shao stood aside and said nothing. After a long while, he heard his nasal voice say: "My master, he didn't even have a mourning hall..."
These words were not loud, but in the empty mourning hall, they made people's hearts ache.
Xia Shao lowered her eyes and said nothing. After a while, she stood up and left. He just nodded slightly and smiled lightly when he walked out of the door.
…
On the day of Ah Tan's funeral, the disciples wore white clothes to see him off. They chose the funeral parlor in the capital that best suited him according to Ah Tan's horoscope. The ashes were finally brought back by Lu Hua. In the hall, Xia Shao burned incense in front of the ashes. There was a portrait of the founder. Three sacrifices were placed in front of him, along with cups of wine and tea. Lu Hua placed a cup of tea in front of Xia Shao on his behalf, and offered incense to the ancestor. This was regarded as the ceremony of accepting disciples.
During the ceremony, Xuanmen disciples were all present. When Wen Ye learned about this, he had no reaction. The little guy has been in poor health and mood these past few days. He stood next to his master Hai Ruo with his head lowered.
After the ceremony, Tang Zongbo stated that after returning to Hong Kong, A Tan's name would be entered into the register and his ashes would be buried in a geomantic treasure land. Before that, we must prepare everything for the salvation of the surrender masters.
Xia Shao did not have to participate in the rituals for the monks to pray for salvation. There are so many people in Xuanmen, so they can take care of it, so she doesn't need to worry. But Xia Shao still asked for leave from school that day and stayed in the club.
The practice was carried out in the clubhouse, with the disciples all wearing Taoist robes, and Tang Zongbo presided over it. Early in the morning, disciples were coming and going, carrying the ashes of the head-offending masters to the altar.
Wen Ye came over wearing a small Taoist robe. He was in good health. Tang Zongbo had not allowed him to use his energy rashly until a year ago. Originally, he was not required to participate in this salvation ceremony. But Xia Shao said: "In this ritual, all disciples who participate in the martial arts fight must participate. In the end, Xiao Yezi was beaten to death by Tongmi, and he is no exception. Even if he doesn't use his true energy and helps from the side, it is still need."
These words made Tang Zongbo stunned, and the disciples all looked puzzled.
Tongmi was beaten to death by Wen Ye in the end, but even if he didn't take action, Tongmi wouldn't survive in the end! Moreover, when Tongmi was about to die, he didn't even say where Master Wen Ye's body was. At this time, anyone would feel resentful. Uncle Master actually asked Wen Ye to participate in salvation
Isn't this a bit...inhumane
Zhang Zhongxian, Qiu Qiqiang, Zhao Gu and others all looked at Xia Shao.
But Xia Shao turned around and walked out as if the matter was settled.
When preparing for the religious ceremony in the morning, many disciples walked by Xia Shao and couldn't help but glance at her secretly from the corner of their eyes. Xia Shao's majesty among her disciples has not lasted for a long time, especially since she defeated Tongmi just a few days ago. The disciples worship her. Today, when she said this, everyone was a little upset, but they didn't dare to say anything more. Word.
Among the people who came and went, the one who looked at Xia Shao the most was Hai Ruo.
Hai Ruodu opened his mouth and glanced at Wen Ye and Xia Shao worriedly. In the past few days, she wanted to ask Xia Shao several times for her answer to accepting Wen Ye as her disciple, but she just smiled and said nothing. Xia Shao's attitude has been unclear these days. Although Hai Ruo hopes that she will agree, she also knows that there is no reason to force the matter, but she just wants to know an answer, but she doesn't even get an answer.
Xia Shao didn't seem to see Hai Ruo. He glanced around the altar and saw several disciples moving to move the magical artifacts, and some disciples were responsible for moving the ashes of Master Jiangtou. Everyone looked disgusted when they saw the ashes, and no one wanted to touch Tongmi's ashes. They wanted to spit on them.
"Don't waste time, move quickly. Move those ashes over quickly." Xia Shao ordered from the side. In a blink of an eye, he saw Wen Ye coming over with some paper charms, and said, "Go and help your senior brothers move the ashes over."
Wen Ye was stunned, and all the disciples were stunned.
At this time, because they disliked Tongmi, all the disciples stayed away from his ashes. Only an empty space was exposed in front of Tongmi's ashes.
The disciples opened their eyes and looked at Wen Ye. Zhou Qi said from the side: "Let's move! Move right away!" After saying that, he walked towards Tongmi's ashes, but as soon as he lifted his feet, Xia Shao looked at Wen Ye. Ye.
"You, Senior Brother Zhou, are so busy, why don't you go and help?"
Zhou Qi stumbled and turned around with his mouth open. The disciples also opened their mouths and looked at Xia Shao this time.
Master, doesn’t he know how much hatred Wen Ye has against Tongmi? Let him move Mi's ashes? No one believed that Xia Shao would forget this. The only possibility was that she was making things difficult for Wen Ye.
From the time he was asked to participate in the rituals to this moment, even the most puzzled disciples saw it. But this puzzled the disciples. Don't these two people often quarrel and have a good relationship
What's going on here
"Uncle Master..." Zhou Qi was impatient and was about to ask. In the past two days, everyone has been keeping vigil and busy with some chores. Did Wen Ye do something to offend his uncle and they didn't know
If so, please ask for help. After all, Wen Ye was only thirteen years old, so he was still young and had a bad temper, but it was not the fault of Uncle Master to get angry with him, right
Xia Shao raised her hand to stop Zhou Qi and looked at Wen Ye.
Wen Ye lowered his head and clenched his fists. He didn't look at Xia Shao, but stared at Tong Mi's ashes. In the dead silence, you could hear his teeth clenching.
The disciples were anxious, but they were afraid of Xia Shao's majesty. Although they felt that Xia Shao was going too far, they did not dare to say anything and could only go to see Wen Ye.
Everyone knows Wen Ye's temper. This kid is usually the most stinky and venomous, and he is also quarrelsome with his uncle. How could he be willing to move Mi's ashes now? Afraid to leave without turning around in a fit of anger
Wen Ye left before he could turn around. Zhou Qi ignored Xia Shao's suggestion to stop him, turned around and headed for Tong Mi's ashes.
In his opinion, his uncle was only nineteen years old. He might have had a quarrel with Junior Brother Wen at some point, but as a result, the eldest lady lost her temper and got into a fight with a child. He went to move the ashes and apologized to his uncle afterwards.
But as soon as Zhou Qi started to move, Wen Ye suddenly raised his feet.
The boy's feet were stretched out, and Zhou Qi was striding towards the urn. He didn't pay attention and fell down with a thud!
This fall made the disciples' eyesight go straight. But they saw Wen Ye with a cold face and the aura before the storm all over his body. He strode past Zhou Qi and walked towards Tong Mi's ashes. He picked them up in full view of everyone, turned around and walked towards the altar.
With a "bang", the boy definitely had a bad attitude, but he placed Tongmi's ashes heavily on the altar.
Someone breathed a sigh of relief in the distance—Hai Ruo.
She thought that with Wen Ye's temper, he would throw the ashes away, but she didn't expect that he would actually send them to the altar.
Hai Ruo looked at Xia Shao with complicated eyes, and saw the corners of Xia Shao's lips raised slightly.
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Damn thunder! Not long after I came to the south, it rained every day, and at the same time every day... How amazing...