If he believed it, she could draw a Yang Gathering Talisman for each member of their family, which would be able to resolve the cold and cold energy in the body.
If you don’t believe it, forget it and just reduce the number of indoor plants.[
Grandpa Liu stared at her, "Little girl, are you a fortune teller? Do you know the magic?"
Yang Zimei nodded.
"Haha, I really didn't expect that, little girl, you are a strange person." Grandpa Liu looked at her with a different look again.
Yang Zimei smiled, "It's not a strange person, it's just that I met a good master."
"What is your master's name?"
"Li Yuqing."
When Yang Zimei said his master's name, he felt sad again.
"It turns out to be Taoist Priest Yuqing. We were once comrades-in-arms."
Grandpa Liu said excitedly, "I never expected that I would meet his disciples here. This is a great fate."
"Ah? Grandpa Liu knows my master?"
Yang Zimei was very happy to hear that he knew his master.
She feels very close to all people and things related to Master.
"Well, our relationship is not bad, but I haven't seen him for more than sixty years, and I don't know which mountain top he lives in seclusion. I still have a photo with him, I'll show it to you."
Grandpa Liu went into the room and took out a black and white photo and handed it to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei took it excitedly.
Master in the photo looks like he is in his thirties.
However, if the photo was taken more than sixty years ago, Master should be in his fifties.
In the photo, the master was wearing a Taoist bun, a Taoist robe, and a whisk in his hand. However, his face was not gentle and kind like the master she knew, but full of masculine evil spirits, probably because of the war.
"It turns out that Master was so handsome when he was young."[
Yang Zimei looked at the master in the photo with wet eyes and murmured.
"At that time, Taoist Priest Yuqing was a legend in our team. He was brave in killing enemies and knew the Qimen formation. He often confused the enemy. As long as he was in our team, we almost won every battle."
Grandpa Liu talked about Yuqing and recalled his heroic appearance on the battlefield that day. His dim eyes lit up and his face was full of yearning.
Yang Zimei listened quietly.
It turned out that the master was so brilliant and heroic, but it was a pity that he was born too late and had no chance to witness it.
"It's a pity that after driving away the Japanese, Taoist Priest Yuqing was jealous of others and was expelled from the army because he was falsely accused of promoting feudal superstition and affecting the morale of the army. Later, I even heard that someone was quietly ambushing him on the ten-mile slope he must pass, trying to
Kill him..."
When he said this, Grandpa Liu also began to become filled with indignation.
When Yang Zimei heard that his master had been so wronged, he couldn't help but be filled with anger, "Who is that bitch?"
Grandpa Liu glanced at her, was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "You don't need to know this, and more than fifty years have passed. It doesn't matter who it is anymore. By the way, little girl, your master is now
Is he still alive? I want to visit him and spend time with him."
Yang Zimei's eye circles turned red again, and he choked, "My master is missing, and I have been looking for him these days."
"Calculating, Taoist Yuqing is already over one hundred and ten years old, right? It's great that he is still alive. You don't need to be sad. He is probably traveling around the world and will come back sooner or later. If he comes back, tell me
He said, "I, Liu Yi, miss him and want to have a drink with him."
