The old man Sun Xiaoran stood in front of the library door with his hands behind his back. Looking at the two figures who were gradually disappearing, he grinned, raised the wine gourd in his hand, and began to pour it into his mouth. After taking two big sips, the old man wiped the corners of his mouth.
He laughed loudly and walked forward, but after taking two steps, the old man stepped back.
"Why are you so generous this time? You even took out your lifeblood." The old man and Qi were walking side by side and asked seriously.
"He is my apprentice. Isn't it natural for a master to teach his disciples?" Qi asked calmly at that time.
"Are you so kind-hearted?" The old man curled his lips, looking like he was getting a good deal and still being obedient.
Qi turned around and glanced at the old man. He had no explanation and no need to explain. Who doesn't want his grandson to prosper? The old man's question was just making excuses.
Seeing that Qi ignored him, the old man directly stopped beside Qi. Qi had no choice but to hide to the left, and the old man's body also moved to the left. Qi shook his head to the right, and the old man followed suit. Finally, Qi then
Having no other choice, he stopped and looked at the old man and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Honestly, why did you give my grandson the secret book?" the old man Sun Xiaoran asked very cautiously with his little eyes squinted.
"I told you, he is my apprentice, what happened if I gave my apprentice the secret book?" Qi was speechless at that time.
"No..." The old man stretched out his hand to unscrew the gourd, took a sip of wine, and repeated: "No, you are not so generous. You must have other plans."
"What plans can I have? Is it possible that I gave my apprentice some fake secret books?" Qi asked helplessly at that time.
"Fake? It can't be fake..." The old man shook his head and squinted his eyes and said: "Don't think that I don't know the rules of your Qi Qingguan. The secret books you gave to my grandson are all reserved for the master to practice. You
If you give me your grandson now, do you want my grandson to stay in this broken Taoist temple and suffer hardships with you guys?"
At that time, Qi saw that the old man had seen through his thoughts and walked forward.
"You can't leave!" The old man stopped in front of Qi like a scoundrel, pointed at Qi's nose and cursed: "You old cow nose, I kindly lent you my grandson to be your apprentice, you're doing well, you actually
It’s my grandson’s plan. If my grandson stays in your broken Taoist temple, what will happen to my Wushuang Valley? When my useless son gets old, who will take care of Wushuang Valley?”
"I will let my apprentice take my place. As for who cares about your Wu Valley, that has nothing to do with me. If you are capable, you can find an apprentice." Qi replied with a curled lips.
"You...you..." the old man said twice but didn't know how to respond.
"Give Way."
"Just wait. Tomorrow I will take my grandson away from this broken Taoist temple of yours and never come back again. This is whoever he is." The old man waved his sleeves, like a child, and began to say harsh words.
"It's not up to you to decide whether your grandson will leave now." Qi said with a very serious expression because he was worried about the haggard old man.
"I don't have the final say about my grandson, but you have the final say?" The old man was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly.
"It's not me who has the final say."
"Then...who has the final say?"
"Where your grandson will be in the future or where he is now is not up to the two of us. It is up to the grandson himself to decide." Qi replied calmly at that time.
"Nonsense, he is just a child, what can he know? No, I have to take my grandson away tomorrow. I won't worry about leaving him in your Taoist temple." The old man reached out and took out the wine gourd and drank it.
After two words, he continued: "I discovered that since my grandson came to your Taoist temple, your family's stargazing has been completely confused. He watches stars every day, and even my grandpa can't speak.
Yes, I must take it away tomorrow!"
After the old man finished threatening, he turned around and raised his head, as if he was waiting for Qi to come over and say something soft. But who would have thought that Qi would avoid the old man and stride forward.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
The old man chased after Qi and greeted him helplessly.
Qi seemed not to hear him at that time and continued to stride forward.
"Lao Niubi, didn't you hear me when I shouted?" The old man stepped forward quickly, dragging Qi and asked at that time.
"I've said what needs to be said, why are you still calling me? You can't take your grandson away. If you don't believe me, just go and try." Qi stopped and looked at the old man helplessly and said.
"Are you sending my grandson up the mountain just because you're afraid that I'll take him away?" the old man asked, squinting his eyes.
"no."
"What's that for?" the old man asked.
Upon hearing this, Qi sighed helplessly and whispered: "If it was really because I was afraid that you would take people away, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
"Worried, what are you worried about? My grandson was fooled by your granddaughter and ran away. What are you worried about?" The old man asked with some confusion.
"Have you ever heard of the name Ming Kuchan?" Qi asked bluntly, knowing that there was no use hiding it from the old man at this time.
After hearing the name, the old man instinctively took two steps back, frowned and said, "Isn't this person already dead?"
"He's not dead." Qi shook his head helplessly at that time and sighed: "It would be fine if he died."
"No!" The old man looked at Qi in disbelief, shook his head and shouted: "No way, this person can't be alive, he is already dead, and has been dead for many years!"
"Have you seen this person?" Qi asked quickly when he saw the old man was so excited.
"A few encounters."
Qi nodded at that time and said slowly: "When I was young, Ming Kucha had a favor with me. He gave me two of the five Taoist scriptures."
When the old man heard this, he looked at Qi in disbelief. After a moment of silence, he whispered: "I didn't expect you to have contact with him."
"Haha, maybe it was fate. I owed him back then, and later he came to Qi Qingguan to find me. In order to repay my kindness, I had no choice but to keep him." Qi smiled helplessly at that time.
"He is actually alive?" The old man Sun Xiaoran's eyes widened.
"Alive." Qi nodded slowly at that time, and then said: "For so many years, he has been in Qi Qingguan's library, and I have never mentioned it to anyone."
"Qi Shi, Qi Shi, are you old and confused? Don't you know who he is? Are you crazy? You dare to take him in!" the old man shouted through clenched teeth.
"Back then, he was kind to me, like saving his life, and then he came to me. How could I refuse? Even if I refused, wouldn't he have somewhere else to go?" Qi's face looked a little excited at that time.