Leisurely cultivating life

Astrology has always given people the feeling that it is profound, mysterious and unpredictable. Divination, prophecy, secrets, fate... are all synonymous with it.

Some people say, "A vision from the sky means that the golden age in the practice world is coming, just like ancient times, middle ages, and modern times, there was such a golden age..." This is optimism.

Some people say that "the day will appear, and there may be unknown... blah blah blah..." This is a pessimist.

Some people also said, "Could it be that there is some strong man who has passed away and is going to be resurrected in the mortal world, so the heavens warn..." This is a school of imagination.

"..."

There are different opinions, quite a bit of the contention of a hundred schools of thought in the early modern times. There are all kinds of strange theories, and there are all kinds of schools.

On this day, in a corner not far from the residence of Zhou Fan and others.

The two shadowy figures leaned close to each other, whispering in whispers.

"You really don't want to come with me?"

"No, go by yourself!"

"I……"

"Don't go!"

"you……"

"Don't go!"

"You're blocking my way." The owner of the voice swore that this was the fastest sentence he uttered in his life, bar none.

"Ahem..." The other person coughed in embarrassment, and silently moved out of the way.

On Kanglefang Street, an old man in Taoist robes with white hair and white eyebrows came to the door "unimpeded" all the way... He stopped after a dozen feet.

Eight rough men with a height of nearly ten feet and a round waist are like a wall of flesh, sealing off the way ahead.

Under the wall of flesh, there is another figure of normal height, dressed in white, with a spring face, um, I have confirmed the appearance, and it is a little white face.

"Old man, this road is blocked, please go back the same way!" The warm voice, coupled with the appearance, is still very convincing.

The old man just stood there quietly without speaking.

"This is the order of the lord, please return the old man the same way, Fu San, Fu Si, send this old man!" The man in white is very serious in carrying out the order of his man.

In fact, after receiving the imperial decree from Yangcheng, the Lord of Guangji Mansion, who had never met before, paid a sudden visit on the second day after Zhou Fan and the others came back, and left a bunch of inexplicable good words , and withdrew.

The Lord Fu came to visit in person, and naturally some interested people noticed it. Zhou Fan and his identities were not difficult to find out.

The annoyed Zhou Fan borrowed a team of city guards from the lord, and deliberately chose tall, big arms and round waists to block those 'flies'.

As for the secretly poking duo, as soon as they appeared, they were noticed by the city guards.

Facing the two fleshy walls, the old man showed no signs of panic, instead he said with a smile, "Please send a message to the master here, just say Master Yushan Yushan 'See you'."

The old man was obviously Yu Jingcheng, and at this moment he secretly thought in his heart: If you put your posture so low, it will be easier to talk later!

"Qing Yushan Master Yushan?" The man in white asked suspiciously.

Judging from the old man's tone, it seems that he is really an old friend with the young masters inside... Thinking of this, the man in white ordered, "Fu Liu, go in and report to the young masters."

A meat wall stepped lightly and bent over to enter the gate.

"My lord, please wait a moment!" The man in white bowed slightly.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Yu Jingcheng secretly thought that the longer the better, the more he smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming on his face.

There is now a layer of ice condensed in the courtyard, under the golden crow's light, it is shining, and the air-conditioning is permeating, bringing a bit of coolness.

There are also blossoming trees, the leaves are getting greener, and the flowers are competing to bloom. Zhou Fan and six people are sitting and lying in the courtyard, celebrating the completion of Lou Yehua and Chang Lei's healing.

"Young Master Zhou." At the gate, Fu Liulian said respectfully, "There is an old Taoist who claims to be Qing Yushan Master Yushan outside the gate, asking to see him."

"Qing Yushan... Master Yushan?" Zhou Fan frowned, Qingyu Shanyu... wait, Master Yushan, could it be... Zhou Fan's eyes widened, he stood up quickly, and rushed out of the door without stopping , and everyone behind him also followed, obviously going with Zhou Fanxiang.

soon.

When Zhou Fan stepped out of the gate, he saw... a wall of flesh from a distance.

"Brush~~"

The wall of flesh cracked and stood on both sides.

Now, Zhou Fan finally found his target.

He hurried forward and arched his hands, "I've seen my uncle!"

"I've met my uncle!" Everyone behind him echoed, even though they were curious about why their uncle came here.

Knowing the identity of Zhou Fan and the others, the hearts of those in white sank, uncle!Isn't that just the elders of the young masters? I couldn't help but feel grateful that I didn't neglect this 'low-key' boss just now.

"If the uncle wants to come, just come in directly, how can I let the uncle wait outside."

"Haha, yes, you are all very good!" Yu Jingcheng stroked his three-inch beard and laughed loudly.

"During the year I went down the mountain, why did I learn those corrupt Confucian rules?" Yu Jingcheng pretended to be displeased.

"..."

"Uncle, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go in with the disciple first!" Lou Yehua nodded.

"Master, please!" Zhou Fan led the way.

A group of people waited to enter the door.

Come to the courtyard.

Looking at the steaming tea, a smile flashed in Yu Jingcheng's eyes, "It seems that the timing is inappropriate!"

"What did the uncle say, please sit down!"

Zhou Fan led Yu Jingcheng to sit on the main seat, which was his own seat.

After Yu Jingcheng sat down, everyone took their seats one by one.

"You guys have done a good job this year." Yu Jingcheng's first sentence made Zhou Fan's heart skip a beat.

"Don't insult my Yuxu reputation, good!"

"It's all thanks to the prestige of the master that the disciples can go so smoothly." Unable to figure out Yu Jingcheng's reason for coming, Zhou Fan's eyelids kept twitching.