Seeing Yuan Xiaolou being so filial, if it were before, the storyteller would have been so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
But at this moment, the old storyteller obviously didn't want Yuan Xiaolou to stay by his side.
In addition to worrying that Yu Jizi would attack Yuan Xiaolou, there was another reason. The fat old man finally faked his death and disappeared from the world like the founder Xu Tiandi back then.
He wanted to do something big in secret, and it was very inconvenient to have Yuan Xiaolou by his side.
The old storyteller has passed on most of the unique skills of Huang Tian's lineage to Yuan Xiaolou. Now, how far Yuan Xiaolou can go and what height she can reach in life depends on her own destiny.
What's more, a trip to the Sea of Forgetfulness is good for cultivators. If you can practice in the Sea of Forgetfulness for a period of time, it will be a great mental training.
The old storyteller once again sternly rejected Yuan Xiaolou's idea of staying and taking care of him.
He even got angry.
Although Yuan Xiaolou and his grandfather have lived together for many years and quarreled and bickered all day long, Yuan Xiaolou has never seen his grandfather really angry with him.
At this moment, it was the first time I felt the anger coming from my grandfather's body.
Yuan Xiaolou was as aggrieved as a child, wiping tears at the side.
Achitong heard the quarrel, glanced here, and then looked away.
He would not interfere in Ye Xiaochuan's housework.
Wongcai doesn't interfere either.
It is estimated that Achitong's hair is red, which makes Wangcai very fond of Achitong.
At this moment, A Chitong was sitting on the branch of a towering tree more than ten feet away, with a sharp knife in his hand, slowly whittling a small piece of wood.
The outline of the wood carving has appeared, it is a bird.
He looked like he was following the prosperous and prosperous eagle squatting on the branch in front of him, but the technique was terrible, making the ugly prosperous eagle even uglier.
However, Wangcai's aesthetic vision seems to be different from that of humans. He seems to think that Achitong's carving is good, and he cackles from time to time, not knowing whether he is intoxicated with himself or praising Achitong's carving skills.
The knife A Chitong uses to carve wood is very strange.
To be precise, it is special.
It is completely black, has no handle, and is just wrapped with a brown cloth strip at the end.
This knife was not his, but was given to him by Yao Xiaoyu when he left the Cangyun Sect Patriarch's Ancestral Hall a few hours ago.
Before leaving, Yao Xiaoyu did not tell Ye Xiaochuan anything.
Of course, it's not that the demon Xiaoyu doesn't want to confess, but that the ghost girl and Princess Xiaoqi are holding Ye Xiaochuan and refusing to let go.
So Yao Xiaoyu only said a few words to A Chitong at that time.
Yao Xiaoyu said: "Achitong, your future is limitless, but your mind is still not stable enough. If your mind is not stable, it will be difficult to achieve the ultimate level.
Over the years, I have carved spiritual tablets in the ancestral hall and figured out some ways to carefully cultivate one’s character.
I have used this knife for four thousand years and carved countless spiritual tablets with it. I give it to you.
I hope it can help you reach the top of heaven."
Of course Achitong knew that this woman was ten times scarier than Yao Xiaofu.
He respectfully accepted the knife presented by Yao Xiaoyu, saying that he would not meet Yao Xiaoyu's expectations.
Demon Xiaoyu gave him a knife, not for killing people, but for him to carve wood to cultivate his character.
A Chitong felt that carving wooden plaques was too unlucky, so she planned to carve some works of art.
I just happened to catch Wangcai as a bird model to practice my skills.
However, Achi's pupils are not very good.
In the past, he held in his hand the Yin and Yang Wheel, the most precious treasure in the world, which could move mountains and fill seas, and chase the wind and the sun.
Now he was doing a very ordinary thing, but he couldn't do it well, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
However, he was very perceptive. When he felt that he was agitated, he knew that he had gone astray and deviated from the original intention of Yao Xiaoyu giving him this knife.
So he took out another small piece of wood, took a few deep breaths of cool air, and began to carve again.
This time I won’t give you an eagle for Wangcai. Wangcai is a bird with feathers, phoenix eyes, and phoenix tail. It’s really too difficult.
This time he chose a rice bucket as a bear model... At noon, the argument between Yuan Xiaolou and the old storyteller was over. This time, the old storyteller won. Yuan Xiaolou agreed to follow Ye Xiaochuan to temporarily avoid the current turmoil, and wait.
After the storm is over, I will go to Yangzhou to find my grandfather.
After the quarrel came to an end, we continued cooking.
Even if they, these masters of cultivation, can live without food, the rest of them still have to eat. Otherwise, how can it live up to its name?
A large pot of rice porridge was cooked and some game meat was roasted.
Yuan Xiaolou called Achitong, who was sitting on the tree, to come down to eat. Achitong thanked her, and then said: "Thank you, Mrs. Ye. I'm not hungry. You can eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, a certain black and white spotted bear, who had been a bear model under the tree just a moment ago, heard that dinner was ready, and immediately swung his big butt and ran towards the rice pot.
When it comes to eating, Wangcai naturally will not lag behind the bear, but also flies over.
The two mythical beasts were gone, and Achitong was helpless and could only carve them randomly.
After lunch, it’s time to say goodbye.
Yuan Xiaolou looked at the old storyteller reluctantly.
The old storyteller said: "Girl, grandpa is not around, so don't be lazy. You have to practice diligently the spells that I teach you on weekdays, especially the deduction techniques such as Tiangang Divine Calculation. You must not be lazy.
Next time we meet, if you haven't made any progress, let's see what grandpa will do to you."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "I understand, I will definitely practice well. Grandpa, do you have anything else to tell Xiaolou?"
The old storyteller said: "Of course there is. When you follow Mr. Ye from now on, don't call him "husband". You can only call him "husband" in front of grandpa. Calling him "husband" in front of outsiders will not only bring great consequences to you.
The trouble will also bring him endless trouble."
Yuan Xiaolou nodded slightly and said, "I've written it down."
The old storyteller has been wandering all his life. For hundreds of years, he has reached the state of seeing through life and death, seeing through reincarnation, having no desires, no pursuits, and no worries.
But now he has concerns.
It's not the living beings in front of you, but the Yuan Xiaolou in front of you.
After giving instructions to Yuan Xiaolou, the old storyteller looked at Ye Xiaochuan fiercely.
Said: "Boy, if you dare to let the girl get hurt in the slightest, I will make your life worse than death. You know my methods, and I am definitely not trying to scare you!"
Ye Xiaochuan said sternly: "How could I let Xiaolou get hurt? Even if I sacrifice my life, I will keep her safe."
The old storyteller hummed: "I'm not talking about this kind of harm.
Watch the women around you and don't let them provoke girls."
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, understanding what the old storyteller meant.
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's face turned bitter, the old storyteller said to Yuan Xiaolou: "Girl, if any woman dares to bully you, just take action. With your current behavior, the women around this boy are definitely no match for you.
Your personality is too gentle, which is a good thing, but people can't be too gentle. You have to take action when it's time to take action. If you take one step back, others will take two steps forward. Do you understand?"