"Brother, I'm tired of hitting people like you." With a sad face, Gao Hu felt aggrieved in his heart.
If someone else said this, Gao Hu would treat him as someone else's fart.
But Wucha was different. His life was saved by Brother Wucha, and Gao Hu knew his abilities very well.
Since he said this, it means that Gao Jian is definitely blessed.
"First fate, second luck, third feng shui, fourth accumulation of yin virtue, and fifth reading. A person's fortune and success can not only be seen by reading a fortune. The first two are innate advantages, which are incomparable, but the last three depend on one's own abilities.
Great effort.”
"Feng shui can be changed, yin virtue can be accumulated, and you can understand it without me telling you about reading. The hard work acquired is no worse than nature."
"Throughout the ages, many people seem to disagree with this sentence. In fact, it is not the case. The acquired efforts can be classified into the latter three. Feng shui changes in many ways, and there are many types of accumulation of yin virtue. And reading,
It’s not about fame and fortune.”
"You're complaining here about what I said, because you didn't understand something. Fate is only part of it. What's important is whether you can fight hard. The hard work you do the day after tomorrow often determines whether a person can succeed."
Looking at Gao Hu, Wucha patiently told some things that made Gao Hu confused.
"Why don't you understand some of them? Brother, why don't you go back and teach me some of these things? If I don't have anything to eat or drink in the future, I will set up a stall on the street and maybe I can still survive."
"I'm just afraid that if I dare to teach you, you don't have the mentality to learn."
Wucha smiled and said to Gao Hu.
In fact, he had observed Gao Hu when he was in Yucheng.
If the young master had not mastered the Great Xuanyuan Jue, it would be impossible for him to be free of the disadvantage of being a widower. In that case, his lineage of shamanism would be cut off.
Wucha thought about letting Gao Hu inherit the inheritance, but after observation, he found that the latter did not have much affinity with this shamanism.
Moreover, the inheritors of shamanism must be the kind of people who can keep their composure, but Gao Hu is not good at it. Just like Uncle Wushan, he is straight-tempered and can't hide things with his mouth.
Although such people usually have perseverance and may be faster than some people in learning shamanic inheritance techniques, they still have to take great risks.
Be outspoken, speak out, and express sympathy.
Once you learn shamanic skills, it is easy to reveal the secrets. When the time comes, you will suffer backlash, and there will be no good results.
For Wucha now, Uncle Wushan and Gao Hu are his only relatives, and he doesn't want them to end up with a bad end because of shamanism.
"Hey, my dad said that I have the same temperament as him. I am outspoken and not suitable for learning this thing. Brother, is that true?"
Gao Hu scratched his head, somewhat disbelieving.
"So your dad told you."
"My grandfather once told me that when Uncle Wushan was young, your grandfather once persuaded my grandfather to teach your father this shamanistic technique, but in the end my grandfather refused."
"Why? Is it difficult to fight just because you are outspoken?"
"More or less, you and your father are the most typical Northeastern men. They can't hide their words. They are well-trained in shamanism. They often want to spy on the secrets of the heaven. If the secrets of the heaven are revealed, there will be backlash."
"Think about what would happen if you learned shamanism from your father."
Wucha's words were very soft and his tone was not serious, but Gao Hu's mouth opened up and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
He had never experienced soul loss before, and he would never believe it.
But after experiencing it himself, he understood.
"Grandpa Wu Mo is afraid that my father won't be able to keep his mouth shut and the secret will be revealed."
"That's right! The secret of heaven was leaked and suffered backlash. My Wu family has died because of inheriting this shamanic technique. It has become so disabled that I am the only one left in my generation. You and your father are my only relatives. You
Do you think I’ll let you learn it?”
"Brother, I understand."
Nodding heavily, Wu Cha said it so clearly, how could Gao Hu not understand.
In the final analysis, Wucha was trying to protect himself and his father.
"As long as you understand, shamanism seems to be magical, all-knowing, and enviable. In fact, Hu Zi, you don't know, I really want to be an ordinary person, marry a wife, have children, and live an ordinary life.
"
Thinking that this thing that is easy to achieve in the eyes of ordinary people is just a dream in his own eyes, Wucha shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I remembered. Dad told me that learning these things usually has five disadvantages and three shortcomings. Brother, who are you?"
"The disadvantages of being a widower! You can't marry a wife or have children for the rest of your life."
Wucha spoke decisively, but also helplessly.
"Ah? Brother, is there any solution?"
"Yes, but it will take a long time. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. What you have to do now is to go to school well, get married as soon as possible after graduation, and the Wu family and the Gao family will point to your child and start a new business." They took the picture.
Patting Gao Hu on the shoulder, Wucha's face returned to a smile.
"Don't worry, Xuewu and I will work hard." Gao Hu looked proud as he held the hand of Cao Xuewu, who was also woken up.
"Like death..."
Cao Xuewu blushed and cursed lightly.
Next to them, Ye Huang and others looked at the two of them with smiles on their faces.
It only takes about an hour to get from Yanjing to Shuangyashan by taking the Ye family's private plane.
In the cabin, not long after the conversation stopped, the plane landed at Shuangyashan Airport.
It's a quarter past eight, sunshine, white snow, clear sky, a good weather.
"Let's go, we're here, the weather is nice, maybe we can go skiing."
After stretching and twisting his somewhat stiff neck, Ye Huang stood up and walked out first.
When they got off the gangway, they saw three cars listening outside. Gao Hu's father, Gao Meng, was standing there in a black coat, staring here with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Gao."
"Uncle Wushan."
"dad……"
"uncle."
"Mr. Gao."
The five people who came down are called five kinds.
"Yesterday, Huzi told me that your flight was about seven o'clock. I was still thinking that it would take two hours to arrive. Fortunately, I woke up in the morning and figured out that you were leaving from Yanjing this time, not Chongqing, so I almost missed it."
Walking forward, Gao Meng nodded to everyone and smiled with them.
"Dad, you are almost getting confused."
"You kid has grown up, can dad not grow old?"
He glared at his son and looked at Cao Xuewu fiercely.
"Xue Wu, is it cold? If it's cold, my uncle brought an extra coat in the car. You put it on first. When you get back, ask Gao Hu to accompany you to the mall to buy some."
"It's okay, uncle. Gao Hu bought it for me in Yanjing. It's quite warm." Nodding, Cao Xuewu agreed obediently.
"I didn't expect this kid to know how to care for others."
Gao Meng glanced at his son and sighed.
"Hehe, that's right, Dad, didn't you say that, I've grown up, so I still understand this."
"It's useless to grow up, but I still have the habit of bragging." This sentence made Gao Hu feel aggrieved for a while.
