[Thunderbolt] I fell in love with the CP of Grandfather and Zunjia

7,

Grandpa raised his hand and gently touched Yuru's forehead, saying, "Xia Yan, I'm back."

The person lying down didn't respond.

But I was just astounded.

Because of my father's teachings, I have always respected Yuru Zunjia very much. In addition to the habit of addressing him, I never thought of asking for Zunjia Yuru's name.

It's strange to say that, after all, everyone else in Haozheng Wudao has names... I began to reflect on the fact that the intelligence work was really not done properly.

Unexpectedly, I don't know that Yuru is actually my ancestor and uncle!

The grandfather coughed slightly and said, "Your Excellency is not my younger brother."

"Oh..." I understood, I didn't expect that the honorable master looked so young, and he turned out to be the elder brother of the grandfather.

grandfather:"……"

"No!" Grandpa said helplessly in his tone, "Don't think about it."

I nodded obediently, but I was thinking in my heart, as expected, the surname of the honorable master followed my grandfather, otherwise why didn't my grandfather just say that Yuru's surname was Xia?

Speaking of which, under what circumstances would one person take another's last name?Father and son?brother?couple?

Huh?It's as if I... have opened an incredible door.

Although my grandfather is very imposing, when it comes to medical skills, aura is of no use. I looked at my grandfather's pulse-diagnosing posture, and I was very embarrassed to volunteer, "Grandpa, why don't you let me use your right hand first..."

With little hesitation, my grandfather released control of his right hand to me.

I seriously diagnosed my venerable, and finally came to the conclusion, "It's stagnant in my heart, I've run out of oil and the lamp is dry."

The grandfather didn't say anything else, just stretched out his hand, picked up Yuru Zunjia, kicked open the door, and walked out of Wuxiaju.

My grandfather was super domineering.

8,

Now, I truly believe that the relationship between Yuru Zunjia and his grandfather is extraordinary.

In fact, I asked my grandfather to control the right hand, and I also had the idea of ​​testing his attitude.

Although I don't know much about one body and two souls, one thing is clear, that is, when I see Yuru, I feel strange.

How can I feel heartache because of Yuru when I first met Yuru?

So this feeling, it was my grandfather's emotion, and this feeling was so strong that it even affected me.

Since the two souls ebb and flow, my grandfather should always suppress me to ensure his absolute control over the body, but for the sake of Yuru, and it is just a pulse diagnosis that is not really needed, my grandfather promised to delegate power to me. If you have a heart, you will have a chance to use this as a basis in the future to get rid of your grandfather's soul.

The word love is misleading.

I still remember when I was young, I lay on my father's lap, and my father was reading the handbook left by my grandfather. Seeing that I was drowsy, his warm hand gently stroked my head. He sighed, "People from the Xia family, Affection is in my heart, and I refuse to say a word.But deep love never lasts long, Hui Ji will be hurt, I am afraid that in the end, there will be no chance to say it again.

This memory was originally buried deep in me. Now that I saw my grandfather, I realized that at that time, my father was not only feeling sorry for his grandfather, but also hoped that I would not be like him.

It's just that I have no other inheritance, but this boring temperament is completely followed by my grandfather.

Simply, I don't have the idea of ​​getting rid of my grandfather's soul and body. I am looking forward to what my grandfather wants to do.

But I still tried my grandfather's attitude, because I wanted to leave behind.

Fa Xiao is now on the ancient road of Defeng, if his grandfather wants to take revenge on the ancient road of Defeng, Yun Wanggui will definitely be on the side of the ancient road of Defeng, although his current position is the result of my many years of fueling the flames.

However like I said before.

How can I ignore him?

9,

I recalled Yuru Zunjia's pulse repeatedly, and always felt that something was wrong.

However, medical skills are not my specialty. I tried to recall where I saw the relevant clues. Waiting to die?

You must know that people who practice martial arts like us are extremely vigilant. It is really puzzling that Yuru didn't respond to Grandfather's movements.

I was still thinking, when I suddenly noticed that Your Excellency stopped breathing for a few breaths.

Grandfather stopped his movements, but he didn't let go. I followed his gaze and saw Yuru, who had stopped breathing, slowly opened his eyes.

His breathing has returned to normal, without the dying state before, and his eyes do not have the confusion of just waking up, as if he has been awake all the time.

He looked directly at his grandfather like that, his eyes were like the gentle moonlight, this gentleness only lasted for a moment, and then turned into a deserted, but the honorable master smiled as if hiding it, and there was a lonely sigh in his tone, "It's you ..."

Grandpa put him down, restrained himself and kept his etiquette, "Is your honor alright?"

Venerable Yuru patted the dust on his body, "What can I do, I just fell into a tortoise's breath, don't you think I can't take good care of myself?"

Grandpa's hands were behind his back, steady as usual, "I know best what your lord can do."

In my consciousness, I feel that both of them are weird everywhere.However, Yuru Zunjia is in good health, which is always something to be happy about.

happy about...

It suddenly occurred to me that there was a record of this symptom in my father's library, which was about the method of preserving the soul.The handwriting on it is wild and strong, very different from my grandfather's handwriting, and I never knew who it was.

But that record is more of a person's conjecture and conjecture, because it belongs to miscellaneous learning and is hidden in a corner of the study room.

My father's collection of books is very large, occupying a whole ten houses, and they are all opened up. At a glance, you can hardly see the end. Although my father is not stingy with showing it to everyone, he doesn't like outsiders to enter. If anyone needs it, he will do it himself. Find it, and then lend it to the other party.

In fact, I know why my father doesn't like people entering his library.

Because those books are mostly grandfather's.

There seems to be no trace of my grandfather left outside, but in the study room, there are many notes and insights left by him. Therefore, when I was young, I liked to hunt for treasures in my father's bookshelf.

Once I find it, I will be very happy. My current handwriting actually looks a bit like my grandfather's, but after all, there are always differences between people, and it is only at a cursory glance that they resemble each other.

The study room is my secret base, and I only brought Yun Wanggui into it. Although he is smart, he doesn't like to immerse himself in books. Most of the time, I read quietly there, while he sleeps against the bookshelf.

It was a rare and peaceful time, the sun shone through the window paper, casting mottled shadows on the ground, Yun Wanggui fell asleep, his head would rest on my shoulder, and sometimes I didn’t know what I dreamed, and my saliva would flow out up.

Thinking about it now, my current concentration was probably developed at that time in order to let him sleep well and stay still for a long time.

In short, I am very clear that the wild handwriting is not my grandfather's. My grandfather's handwriting is restrained and handsome, with arrogance hidden in it.

I once wondered who this person was reading miscellaneous books, because besides these books, there are some poems written by him, some of which are couplet poems between him and his grandfather.

The grandfather in those poems is different from the grandfather in the notes. The grandfather in the notes is serious, but the grandfather in the poems is gentle.

But apart from his handwriting, there are several other people's, so although I can know that it is one of my grandfather's close friends, I have never been sure. Now that I have gathered all the clues together, I already know that the handwriting is probably Yuru Zun. It's time to drive, and Yu Ruzun, I'm afraid he's dead long ago.