The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

When Gu Qizhou went down the mountain this time, he brought his young apprentice Qing'an with him.

When Gu Qizhou returned to his residence, Qing'an was stuffing buns into his mouth.

He was stuffed like a hamster, and the soft flesh of his cheeks was stretched out, making him soft and tender.

After pinching Qing'an's cheek, Gu Qizhou couldn't help but feel reluctant.

Qing'an asked carefully from the side: "Master, why did you only take me down the mountain this time?"

Qing'an thought that compared to other senior brothers, he knew nothing, so he was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to help his master.

Hearing this, Gu Qizhou looked at Qing'an with a smile, but his smile was different from Zhou Zheng's.

Some are teasing, some are teasing, but he doesn’t look like a good person anyway:

"Qing'an, are you so afraid of the master? You almost stumble when you speak."

Qing'an opened his dog eyes and quickly shook his head: "No, Master is such a good person..."

Gu Qizhou patted Qing'an on the shoulder and said seriously:

"Qing'an, I have found another teacher for you. You will live at the foot of the mountain during this period."

Qing'an suddenly became a little lonely. He lowered his head and said softly: "Am I too stupid to embarrass the master?"

Gu Qizhou rubbed Qing'an's hair:

"How could it be? Qing'an, you should follow my junior uncle at the foot of the mountain during this period."

Qing'an raised his head and looked at Gu Qizhou: "Little Master Uncle? Which Junior Master Uncle is he? Will he accept me?"

Gu Qizhou looked up at the full moon outside the window and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter, as long as you have thick skin."

……

The moonlight was frighteningly bright, and this kind of night was especially suitable for evil spirits to roam freely.

Just like Gu Qizhou holding a quilt and Qing'an holding a pillow, the two walked together on an ancient road.

There was no one around, Qing'an looked around:

"Master, where are we going?"

Gu Qizhou: "Xiangzhao Bookstore."

Qing'an was surprised: "Xiangzhao? Then what are we doing with pillows and quilts?"

Gu Qizhou said with reason:

"Giving gifts, Xiang Zhao likes to sleep, so we will give him bedding.

But he was nostalgic and liked the way he had always used it.

So Qing'an, there is a high probability that you will use this set we sent over.

When you stay at his place, you will always need some bedding. "

After hearing his master's thoughts, Qing'an was terrified and just wanted to run away quickly.

He knew in his heart that his master's behavior would be despised.

A few moments later, in front of No. 158 Shanyue Road.

Qing'an looked up and saw the characters "Xiangzhao Bookstore". He was a little curious in his heart, but more of a respect.

This is Mr. Xiangzhao's residence.

Gu Qizhou knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Qing'an said to his master on the side: "Mr. Xiangzhao should not be at home."

Gu Qizhou opened the door and said, "This is not his home. It's just an office at best. The moon is full today and he has to go to work."

Qing'an chased after Gu Qizhou and quickly stopped him:

"Master, it's not good for us to break into private houses like this."

Gu Qizhou had already entered the courtyard and looked around: "There's nothing wrong with it. This is your junior uncle's territory and not anyone else's territory."

At this time, a familiar voice came from the door:

"Gu Qizhou, why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, Qing'an turned around first and said in surprise:

"Yanjiu, why are you here?"

Yanjiu still had a good temper towards Qing'an. He said warmly:

"This is my bookstore."

At that time, Yanjiu still smelled of boiled mutton. Gu Qizhou didn't like the smell of mutton very much, so he took half a step back:

"Did Shang Jing take you to eat hotpot mutton?"

Yanjiu dusted off his sleeves and frowned slightly: "Don't say that, I almost went to a vegetarian banquet. I can't eat that food."

Gu Qizhou frowned: "Full vegetarian feast? Is Shang Jing a devil?"

Yanjiu echoed: "Who says it's not?"

As he spoke, Gu Qizhou waved to Qing'an: "Qing'an, come here. I've met your junior uncle."

For the first time in his life, Qing'an almost shouted: "Little Master Uncle? Yan, Yanjiu, when did you, when did you become my Little Master Uncle?"

Yanjiu rubbed his sleepy eyes and explained patiently: "From the moment you entered the master's door, I have been your little master uncle, although I am not much older than you."

Qing'an still found it unbelievable: "Then why did you attend the Yasong rally?"

Yanjiu pinched Qing'an's cheek: "Go ask your unlucky master."

Yanjiu then put his arm on Qing'an's shoulder and looked at Gu Qizhou: "What do you mean?"

Gu Qizhou said lovingly:

"Senior brother saw that you were lonely, so he became kind-hearted and gave you half of my apprenticeship."

Yanjiu: "If you speak nicely now, I can consider it."

Gu Qizhou finally said seriously: "Qing'an is suitable for following your path. He can't learn anything from me."

Yanjiu did not shirk: "Okay."

Qing'an: "???" He is confused now. Is Yanjiu his junior uncle or Mr. Xiangzhao, and now he has become his master.

Here Gu Qizhou handed all the pillows and quilts to Qingan:

"You go find a place to sleep in the house first, and your junior uncle and I will go out to have a barbecue."

Here, Yanjiu put on another coat. While putting it on, Yanjiu told Qingan:

"Qing'an, Xiangzhao Bookstore is opening, there may be warlocks or ghosts coming.

We are doing business normally, and you can entertain us normally, don’t be afraid. "

Gu Qizhou smacked his lips: "Don't scare my family Qing'an."