Early in the morning, Han Lingsha fed the birds, secretly came to the painting, and placed the sacrifice for the thirteenth time.
The painting of Fan Li, the Shang sage, rolled up with a swish.
"Boss, Shang Sheng is shy again!"
Han Lingsha chuckled, her eyes curved into crescent moons, and she called inwardly.
This has been her happiest entertainment project since she discovered that Shang Sheng did not dare to accept tribute from the pawnshop.
Gu Cheng leaned on the recliner and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
childish.
When Han Lingsha didn't get a response, she pursed her lips, came to Gu Cheng who was basking in the sun, and said in a soft voice: "Boss, I want to ask you something, and I want to ask you something."
"If you don't die, don't teach, just work."
Gu Cheng spat out six words without even opening his eyes.
"Not dead" refers to her uncle Han Beikuang.
After Guanshi Qiu left that day, Han Lingsha begged Gu Cheng to rescue her uncle Han Beikang, and she would not hesitate to pawn anything for this purpose.
However, Gu Chengyou said that employees in the pawn shop were not allowed to pawn, and Han Beikuang was not in danger for the time being, and his life span was not yet over.
Han Lingsha was overjoyed, but also a little doubtful, so she came to ask once a day.
As for "not teaching", it is Han Lingsha who wants to get close to the water and the tower first, and to seek the method of cultivating immortals and attaining enlightenment.
Immortality is hard to find.
Regardless of Gu Cheng's creation of the Immortal World and the establishment of the Shushan Sect, there have been many major Immortal Cultivation sects over the past thousand years, but compared to the huge population of the Human World, they are still extremely rare.
It's no wonder that Manager Qiu would do whatever it takes to gain benefits for his son.
But whether the immortals are as immortal and aloof as the common people think, that is not the scope of consideration...
Know your warmth and coldness.
Han Lingsha is also a member of the curious cult of immortality. She hopes to change the shortcomings of the Han family's short life through cultivation.
My uncle was right. Even if he escaped this time, the Han family's short-lived curse is still like a sharp knife hanging above their heads, and it may fall at any time.
Only by cultivating immortality and finding out the flaws in your bloodline can you prolong the lives of yourself and your family.
So when she found out that her boss might be an extraordinary person with great supernatural powers, she couldn't be happier.
But Gu Cheng didn't teach.
Just tell Han Lingsha that there will be opportunities in the future.
How can the little girl be patient? She thinks this is a test. While trying hard to perform, she can't help but ask. She is rejected, performs again, and is rejected again.
At this time, Han Lingsha was not disappointed. She ran to the backyard and cleaned it diligently again.
She was like a magpie that couldn't stop, flying around. Within half an hour, Yong'an Pawnshop became clean and spotless.
"Boss, I'm going to buy groceries. What do you like to eat?"
Han Lingsha has been flying around walls since she was a child, and has great energy. These trivial things are not worth mentioning, she clapped her hands and said it in a lively manner.
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, let's go buy some New Year's goods!"
Gu Cheng opened his eyes and smiled slightly.
Unknowingly, it has been half a year since he arrived in Yuzhou City. It is now the New Year and the new year is very close.
When he was king, every Spring Festival he held a big banquet for all the ministers, and the whole world celebrated together, but it was more of a ceremony.
On the contrary, when I return to the human world in this world and observe the various situations of life with an out-of-this-world mentality, I have a unique feeling.
In a sense, Yong'an Pawnshop replaces the duties of Tiandao and makes up for what Tiandao lacks.
Gu Cheng went from the first stage of understanding to the second stage of substitution.
"Spring Festival!"
Han Lingsha also expressed emotion.
As a child of the world, with no fixed abode and wandering around the world, the Spring Festival is so close and yet so far away from her.
Unexpectedly, after leaving my uncle and coming to a strange pawn shop, I would be able to have a peaceful and joyful Spring Festival without any worries.
Putting away her mood, she smiled broadly and nodded heavily: "Okay!"
Time flies, and New Year's Eve is here in the blink of an eye.
On the round table in the backyard, Gu Cheng and Han Lingsha sat together, making dumplings together.
Han Lingsha was clever and quick to learn and make. After watching Gu Cheng's techniques, she quickly mastered it. Without any tricks, she soon picked up a dumpling that looked like an octagonal talisman and said, "Boss, look, this is mine."
It’s covered!”
Gu Cheng saw that there was still some flour on her face, and her cute and naive look was endearing. He smiled and praised, "You can do it!"
After the dumplings came out of the pot, Gu Cheng took out a red envelope and handed it over: "Happy New Year!"
"Wow, the boss is such a nice person!"
Han Lingsha hurriedly stretched out her delicate little hand and took it with both hands, with a happy and intoxicated expression on her face, and her happiness also showed some realistic acting skills.
But when she opened the red envelope, her face twitched slightly.
Too little...
Just send red envelopes to me alone, how can I be so picky?
Gu Cheng now has a purely worldly mentality and has never deliberately earned money. The red envelope truly reflects his financial situation. He also took out a pair of Spring Festival couplets and asked Han Lingsha to put them on them.
Han Lingsha moved a tall wooden pier, jumped up, and quickly completed the task. She was slightly stunned when she looked at the Spring Festival couplets: "Boss, why are there no words on them?"
"When it should happen, it will naturally happen!"
Two blank Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the bare door. Han Lingsha tilted her head: "What about the door god? Why not?"
As soon as she asked the question, she knew the answer.
Shang sages don't dare to accept tribute, so what kind of door god is needed to protect Yong'an Pawnshop?
However, she felt very insecure thinking about it. She rolled her little eyes, ran back to the house to get a talisman pen, spread out the red paper and said, "Boss, can I draw two door gods?"
Gu Cheng smiled: "Who are you going to draw?"
“It’s better to rely on yourself than to rely on others!”
Han Lingsha took the pen and drew two door gods on the red paper, one was Gu Cheng and the other was herself. The lines were simple, but they still had some charm.
This is to protect yourself.
She looked at the red paper with longing in her eyes: "Boss, do you think that one day I will be able to become a saint and become an immortal, be worshiped by others, and protect the world?"
"Remember your ambition, and don't miss it when you face the opportunity to change the constraints of your destiny in the future."
Gu Cheng smiled slightly and suddenly looked towards the sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
I saw a few bunches of fireworks rising into the sky in the darkness, blooming with infinite brilliant light, illuminating Han Lingsha's amazed face.
His eyes reflected the lights of thousands of houses, the crowds of people in the world, and the threads of fate of all living beings, all intertwined and appearing.
Yuzhou is the capital of a state. Every year during the Spring Festival, many fireworks are set off. It takes half an hour for the sky to dissipate.
At this time, a lonely firework rose up into the sky at an untimely moment, blooming with thousands of splendors, and then dispersed in the blue smoke.
At this moment, Gu Cheng thought of Xiyao on the sacred tree, the nightshade in the immortal world, and the civil and military figures who returned to the Shanhe Sheji Seal after becoming immortals, hoping to elevate the small world to immortality.
Compared to the richness and variety of humanity, the feeling of heaven is really lonely.
But to transcend all restrictions, you have to go through it.
After a while, the sound of firecrackers started to go off, first in a few houses, and then throughout the city.
"Happy New Year!"
"good luck!"
However, amidst the laughter and blessings of everyone, a fierce team broke into the city guard's mansion. At the same time, several sword lights flashed past in the sky and fell outside the city.