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Chapter 632 Fate

Chapter 632 Destiny

Niu Zai nodded: "Yes, I can't see with my eyes."

If twelve years ago, his eyes were blind, but his mind was open, he could perceive everything. It can be said that except for the fact that he could not see colors, it had no impact on him.

He knows what people are, what things are, what kindness is and what malice is, and these are all perceptible.

The cow looks gentle and has a kind face.

The boy stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him again, and deliberately moved his fingers slowly closer to Niu Zai's eyes. Niu Zai's eyes didn't react at all. If he could really see, when faced with the sudden approach of other people's fingers, his eyes would either subconsciously

Close or constrict the pupils.

Niu Zai didn't have any of these reactions. The boy also knew that such behavior was impolite. Seeing that Niu Zai really couldn't see, he stopped his hand and said with some apology: "I was offended just now. Please allow me to go in and ask.

, please wait a moment.”

He is just a servant, he cannot let people in without reporting.

Niu Zai nodded and politely thanked him: "Thank you so much."

The boy went in and went to the main courtyard. When he arrived in the main courtyard, he discovered that Yan Zhiyuan was not here.

Next to Yan Qingyun was an old man who had been waiting for him. Seeing that the young man seemed to have something to do, the old man asked him, "What do you want to do with me?"

The boy paused, thought for a while and then said: "That's it, a blind Taoist priest outside just came to the house. He said that he and the elder had a fate, and only after this fate was broken, the elder

Only then can you leave with peace of mind.”

"The villain thought about it and felt it was strange. He didn't dare to drive people away rashly, so he came to report it."

If it was just an ordinary request for money, he might be able to drive people away, but not Niu Zai. The main reason is that it feels a bit mysterious and makes him afraid to make his own decisions.

"Master's health... oh... please invite people in, and remember to avoid some people."

Yan Qingyun's health is failing, and even if he persists in his stubbornness, he is still being tortured alive. After all, he has served Yan Qingyun for many years. In fact, as long as he understands Yan Qingyun's temperament, he is easy to serve.

Moreover, Yan Qingyun really did his best for his son and grandson, but his descendants did not understand his painstaking efforts.

Now that Yan Zhiyuan was deliberately torturing him, he couldn't bear to see it. At this time, a little Taoist priest happened to come. It was destined to happen. If the elder could be freed as soon as possible, he would have fulfilled his master-servant fate.

The boy nodded: "Okay."

The boy retreated.

The old servant moistened Yan Qingyun's mouth with a cotton cloth dipped in water. He said a little apologetically: "Sir, I can't help you with anything. Just take this cotton cloth and moisten your throat."

What Yan Zhiyuan did was really ruthless. It wasn't that Yan Qingyun couldn't eat it, but that he wasn't allowed to give Yan Qingyun anything to eat. He just wanted Yan Qingyun to be unable to swallow it and suffer a lot of torture in vain.

It's sad to think about it. As servants, they see things differently. They feel that Yan Qingyun thinks too much about his children and trains them very carefully, but the children are not very live up to their expectations. They don't understand Yan Qingyun's painstaking efforts and still hold grudges in their hearts.

Yan Qingyun sucked the water from the cotton cloth. He was in pain, but he couldn't die no matter what.

He couldn't eat or drink. He hadn't been hungry for long before he was already feeling extremely painful. But looking at this trend, he was afraid that he would be in agony for many more days before finally collapsing and starving to death.

His son Yan Zhiyuan has lost all human relations and revealed all his true nature in front of him.

Seeing him like this before he died, Yan Qingyun felt that he would really die in peace.

His thoughts were heavy, and the old servant sighed quietly.

He didn't dare to feed Yan Qingyun too much, but just fed him a little to make Yan Qingyun feel better. He was old and couldn't bear to be sold to another owner again.

He took the risk and asked the servant to invite people in. He was actually holding on to some hope that Yan Qingyun would get better. As long as he got better, all difficulties would be solved.

The boy went out and invited the cow in to avoid people.

But before he reached the main courtyard, he heard a terrible voice calling him.

"etc."

Yan Zhiyuan's voice was stern, unlike in the past when he suppressed himself, and he had the joy of standing up and taking charge.

The boy trembled and immediately knelt down: "Master, please forgive me."

Yan Zhiyuan came over. He did not get angry immediately, but looked at the calf again and again. Finally he said: "I have seen you."

He remembered, this was not the man who was following Su Xiaolu, what was he doing here?

Yan Zhiyuan was a little wary: "Why did you come to my house? Su Xiaolu asked you to come?"

Yan Zhiyuan was a little nervous. What on earth was the Su family doing? What was the meaning of sending such a person here?

Niu Zai shook his head gently: "No one asked me to come, I came here myself. I have a fate with your father. I am here to relieve his confusion and help him die with peace of mind."

Yan Zhiyuan frowned, looked at Niuzai, and waved his hand in front of Niuzai's eyes.

He raised his lips and smiled: "Who is my father? Who are you? Do you think you can see him if you want?"

"You slave, you can't see. You let everyone in. Are you the master or am I the master? Next time, don't blame me for being rude and not driving people away...please get out."

Yan Zhiyuan kicked the boy, and thinking of Su Xiaolu, he decided to invite him out instead of throwing him out.

In this way, even if Su Xiaolu comes, he can't say anything.

After all, Yan Qingyun's identity is here. If he can see anyone he wants, then what are the rules?

The boy immediately kowtowed to thank him and then invited the calf out.

"Little Taoist priest, please."

Facing the cow, the boy still couldn't bear to blame him.

Niu Zai said apologetically "thank you" to the boy. He didn't bother and followed the boy out.

As soon as they left, Yan Zhiyuan headed towards the main courtyard.

Seeing the trembling old servant, Yan Zhiyuan snorted and scolded: "Restless old thing."

The old servant immediately knelt down and admitted his mistake.

Yan Zhiyuan ignored him and went directly to the back room.

Anyway, during the New Year's holiday, he had plenty of time to vent his anger these days.

As soon as he entered, Yan Zhiyuan sat down by the bed. He said in an unhappy tone: "Old immortal, let me tell you a news. Regarding the Qi family Qi Xingfeng, he stole the limelight during the New Year. This

The reason for everything is that you curry favor with the Su family, got good weapons and gave them to Qi Xingfeng, which made Qi Xingfeng famous."

"Everything has spread to the palace. When the emperor was happy, he gave many rewards. He was the only one. There were many good things, but none of the emperor's relatives had them. They were all given to a young boy. You say you have been fawning for so long.

, What you got is nothing. If this weapon is given to us and donated by our family, if the emperor is happy, will the benefits to our family be less?" Yan Zhiyuan was angry as he said it.

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