On the ridge, two figures flew slightly through the trees, and from time to time there was a "quack" of laughter.

Rong Anran grabbed his son and landed on the top of the mountain: "Anran, it's not good for us to frighten the birds like this!"

"But it will be shocking to the world during the day!" Rong Anran's childlike heart rose.

"Then let's walk slowly, appreciate the scenery of nature, and feel a different state of mind!"

"Dad, you have to hide your mood, don't let the radar find us again, hehe--"

"Hmm!" Rong Zhihao nodded: "What I hate most now is that we can't meditate deeply, once we enter deep meditation, we can't control the speed at which we absorb spiritual power, and if we don't pay attention, we will destroy the entire forest; ”

"We can refine the gods, Dad, I just tried, use the divine mind to understand the foraging of insects, the growth of plants and trees, oh, by the way, I just found a mountain turtle, it seems to be resting its eyes, its breathing, almost catching up with our breath - inaudible!"

"Well, that's a good idea!"

Rong Zhihao calmed down, sometimes his thoughts became a line, sometimes he became a face, and sometimes he filled the entire space......

"Enron, I found that we can not only condense the divine soul, but also increase our affinity for nature!" Rong Zhihao cultivated for a while, and in order not to automatically absorb the spiritual energy too quickly, he cultivated for a while and then withdrew.

"Yes, Dad, I feel like I'm in the middle of nature, and I feel so close that even the plants and trees are nodding to me!"

"Well, don't forget to wake up in time and don't destroy the forest. ”

"Dad, didn't you teach me to split your soul? You forgot, you can split your soul to control the absorption of aura!"

"Yo, Daddy really seems to be stupider than you!"

"Hee-hee, fun!"

Rong Anran was talking to his father while he was thinking about a litter of little squirrels that had just been born.

"Geng Jurong's father and son disappeared on the mountain road up the mountain from the Beishan Reservoir. ”

As soon as Rong Zhihao's father and son came out of Yubing County, Geng Jianming received a report from Wuchangguo.

"Oh, I see, you keep an eye on whether they reappear. ”

Geng Jianming was not worried about Rong Zhihao's father and son, but out of concern for them, of course, more of a curiosity about Rong Zhihao's father and son; as a policeman, he subconsciously felt that Rong Zhihao's father and son must be related to "unidentified flying creatures".

He believes that Rong Zhihao will not do anything that endangers the interests of the country and the nation, but he must find out the truth about the "unidentified flying creatures".

It was half a month later to receive a report about Rong Zhihao's father and son again.

In nearly a month, even if you walk, it's not too fast.

Geng Jianming breathed a sigh of relief gently: It seems that the UFOs have nothing to do with them, their father and son are still a normal person!

With the emergence of this thought, Geng Jianming became more entangled, and even more nervous: it was not them, then, that is, there were other incomprehensible existences......

What the hell is it? If it's an alien creature, maybe it's a little better, but if it's the cutting-edge technology of another country......

Thinking of this, Geng Jianming was terrified - it was terrible!

While keeping an eye on Rong Zhihao's father and son, he continued to keep all departments concerned about the dynamics at sea.

What puzzled Geng Jianming was that he originally thought that Rong Zhihao would go directly to Jia Maolin, but in fact, he didn't.

Rong Anran, in particular, came directly to the door of the University of Science and Technology, handed a greeting note to the doorman, and then sat in the corner outside the gate. And Rong Zhihao didn't know where he was.

The doorman didn't feel anything when he received this post, because they were used to someone sending a post to Academician Wu Yaolin, but most of them were on a piece of paper, writing what they wanted, and then sandwiching a business card, and Rong Anran's poster was an authentic post, to put it bluntly, it was antique.

Ordinary stickers may not be passed on to Wu Yaolin's hands, because there are too many things of this kind, so many that Wu Yaolin is bored, so most of them are left in the school mailroom, and when Wu Yaolin's students are interested, they take them away, and they may also burn them when they look at them. But this one is different, this one is too delicate.

The pale green cover is framed with silk, and on the cover, there are seven words to worship Teacher Wu Yaolin, yes, it is a teacher and not an academician!

Inside is a piece of ginger rice paper folded into a long shape the size of half a palm, neatly and neatly.

To the doorman's surprise, the declaration was not pasted, but a seal was printed on the fold.

"How can there be a riding stamp?"

Although it was a private seal, the doorman did not dare to open it, because they had occasionally received secret documents, and the wax seal was stamped like this.

After discussing with the two guards, they decided to call Wu Yaolin.

"It's Teacher Feng, we have a name sticker for Academician Wu here......"

Teacher Feng's name is Feng Yimin, he actually got his doctoral certificate a long time ago, but he still doesn't want to go, preferring to stay and run errands for his teacher.

Hearing that it was just a famous poster, Feng Yimin was a little angry, he happened to open a hexagram, and he had just solved it halfway.

"Throw it away!" he replied without even thinking about it. His eyes remained motionless on the hexagram.

Feng Yimin has liked "I Ching" since he was a child, and his name was changed by himself when he was eighteen years old.

Since he got his doctoral certificate, he has never given himself a hexagram, a hexagram for life, the teacher has made a hexagram for him, the result is to let him change his career, otherwise he will achieve nothing.

What are you kidding? "I Ching" is his lifelong pursuit, change his career? And the teacher asked him to change his profession to study medicine.

Let me study medicine, but I won't study until I die! What kind of medical ethics are the doctors nowadays, and let me go along with them? Impossible.

In this way, after his repeated pleas, Wu Yaolin reluctantly left him.

What if you don't achieve anything? As long as you do what you love, you can be happy in this life.

But Wu Yaolin's words before leaving almost made him vomit blood: "Wait, someone will come to take you anyway!"

"Fuck me--" Feng Yimin was so entangled that he secretly scolded his mother.

After answering the phone, Feng Yimin focused all his energy on the hexagram again, and finally gave himself a hexagram on a whim today, and he couldn't give up halfway.

"Twenty-nine movements...... 36 Moving...... Four-six moving ...... Fuck, what's going on, why is it all hexagrams? Hexagrams change when they move...... This...... This ......"

"It's all messed up, it's all messed up, teacher, teacher, come and help me!" This is the first time Feng Yimin has encountered the hexagram that moves the hexagrams, it's not that he can't solve it, but that he is messed up.

Wu Yaolin, who was not far away, was reading a book, and he lazily took off his reading glasses: "I said Yi Min, why are you so anxious to break the hexagram? You have obtained the true inheritance of being a teacher, calm down and analyze it slowly--"

"Teacher, I can't!" Feng Yimin replied weakly.

"What's going on? Tell me, what do you say?"

"It's early, teacher, I can't even see the hexagram!"

"How so? Who are you trying to hexagram for?"

"It's me!"

"Hehe, no wonder...... Come, I'll show you for the teacher - let the teacher take a look!"

"Huh?" Looking at the hexagram drawn in front of Feng Yimin, Wu Yaolin's eyebrows furrowed: "How can this be?"

He picked up his pen and drew on paper.

"Yi Min, you take the compass...... You just sat here and started the hexagram, right?"

Wu Yaolin put the compass in the place where Feng Yimin was sitting just now, looking back and forth between the hexagram and the compass, thinking about it......

"Hahahaha--no wonder it's so messy, hahahaha......"

"Teacher, what did you find?"

"Hahahaha, your junior brother is here!"

"Senior brother?" Feng Yimin, the second monk, was puzzled, and said in his heart, where did I come from, junior brother.

Wu Yaolin is seventy years old this year, he didn't accept any more apprentices fifteen years ago, he is the youngest.

"Hmm!" Wu Yaolin said with certainty, he opened the window and looked at the sky: "Oh, your junior brother has been here for several hours!"

"How many hours?"

When interpreting hexagrams, they don't use hours, but hours.

"Yes, you go pick it up...... Oh no, you wait first, I'm here to see what the apprentice of Heaven is like, you wait first. ”

usually gives people hexagrams, even if it is his best friend, Wu Yaolin is very casual, most of them are based on time, but this time......

Wu Yaolin went to bathe first, changed into new clothes, lit sandalwood, and respectfully invited the three copper coins he treasured and put them in the turtle shell......

"What kind of person is he, why is my life affected by him?" As soon as the hexagram came out, Wu Yaolin understood what he was referring to.

"Teacher, you mean ......"

"Hehe, it's nothing, you already know that your junior brother is here, right?

"Teacher, you say I know, I don't know!" Feng Yimin was confused.

"He's not a student, he's not a student at our school, he's a kid!"

"Child, no......" Feng Yimin pondered and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh--"

"Hey--hey, I'm Feng Yimin, is the business card you just said still there?" Feng Yimin rushed out in a hurry.

"In ......"

I don't know if the other party said that the person who sent the post was there, or if the post was still there, Feng Yimin put down the phone with a "bang", and rushed out before he had time to say hello to Wu Yaolin.

In the guard's room, the doorman reluctantly handed the name sticker to Feng Yimin: "I didn't want to throw it away, I want to leave a commemorative ......"

"Tell me, what about the person who sent the post, is it with a child?" Feng Yimin asked anxiously.

"He's a kid!" Seeing that Feng Yimin didn't even have a word of thanks, and took away his favorite name sticker, he felt aggrieved, and he pointed to the corner of the wall angrily: "Oh!"

In the corner, a ten-year-old child sits cross-legged, his eyes closed.

What made Feng Yimin feel strange was that on the child's left shoulder, there were three squirrels squeezed together, motionless, regardless of whether anyone walked by or not.

"Senior brother--" Feng Yimin walked up to Rong Anran and called softly.

"Are you calling me?" On the street, it was impossible for Rong Anran to enter the meditation, not to mention that he couldn't, he was afraid of absorbing the aura.

"Yes, the teacher asked me to pick you up!"

"What, Master knows?" Rong Anran was ready for a protracted battle, and he believed that only by persisting could he get Wu Yaolin's attention and see him.

What he didn't expect was that Wu Yaolin already knew, and asked his students to pick him up: "You mean, it's Master Wu Yaolin?" In order not to be mistaken, Rong An asked more.

"Yes, the teacher's name is Wuxia Yaolin!"

No wonder his father asked him to come to apprenticeship, it turns out that the "I Ching" is really so magical.

If Rong Anran was willing to let go of his divine thoughts, he would also be able to have someone come to him, but the other party was an ordinary man, who just cut himself off from the hexagram.

"Lead the way!" Rong Anran didn't know who the other party was, so he didn't add a title, but just said without being humble or arrogant, maybe in the eyes of others, he was very rude, but Feng Yimin didn't care.

Seeing Rong Anran, who Feng Yimin brought in, Wu Yaolin took the famous sticker:

Disciple Rong Anran, a native of Yubing County, Yuezhou, is now seven years and eight months old, and wants to worship Mr. to study the Book of Changes.

"Oh, you want to worship me as a teacher, why?" put away the name sticker, Wu Yaolin asked coldly.

"My father asked me to come!"

"Oh, so it's not your own will?