Shrinking the ground into inches, the hole in the pot is the sky, this is the two great masters of the pot and the same vein. As for autopsy? That's actually the next step, but I wouldn't choose that if there is any other way to go. It's just that Hugong Yimai has its own method to borrow things and fake shapes to minimize the cost of autopsy, which can barely be regarded as a way out.

Xuan Yuanzi, or Wu Yuan, returned to his home, gently placed the one hundred taels of silver tickets next to his sleeping wife's pillow, stretched out his hand and touched the baby's face in swaddling clothes, and sighed softly.

"My father's talent is not good, although I got the inheritance of the pot by chance, but I still have to learn from my ancestors to go all the way to the cane, and it is not my wish to abandon my wife and children, but after the cane is solved, I have cut off the dust. Although I have the heart to take care of you two, I also have a weak heart. I can only find this good fate for you, and it will come from having the Huo family take care of you. King Taishan doesn't know why he came down to earth, but this is an opportunity, I helped him, he will be a good husband, but you will be glorious for a lifetime. If you want to find an immortal and ask, and you have left a pot talisman for your father, you can comprehend it, although it ...... Your mother is not gifted, and your qualifications will only be worse than that of a father, but at least it is an option. ”

He took one last look at his daughter and withdrew his gaze.

"Goodbye, Qing'e. I look forward to meeting you on the Immortal Path. ”

Wu Yuan's figure disappeared, Wu Qing'e immediately burst into tears, waking up the haggard woman on the side, she quickly got up to comfort her daughter, and didn't notice the silver ticket next to the pillow for a while, but she would always notice.

After a period of time, a woman and her daughter went to Huo's house, Master Huo looked at the silver ticket, and confirmed that it was indeed the one he gave to Xuanyuanzi in the past, so he heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, and understood that it was the Huoju Taoist priest who was worried about his family, and it happened that Mrs. Huo was too old to have milk, so he complied with her will to arrange a position as a nurse in the house, and the one hundred taels were not recovered, and he would not have a reputation for this little money.

Therefore, Huo Mingguang and Wu Qing'e have been with each other since they were infants, and they can really be called childhood sweethearts, and the two have no guesses. Wu Qing'e still inherited her father Xuan Yuanzi's heart to the Tao, and at a young age, she drilled her head into the "Hugong Fu" and studied hungrily, because the Hugong Fu in her hand was the annotated version of Xuanyuanzi, so such as "Dragon Tiger" and "Yinnu" and other obscure Taoist black words Xuan Yuanzi have already pointed out the original intention, so that Wu Qing'e is enough to learn the knowledge. Because of this, the little girl did not listen to what was going on outside the window at a young age.

Homão took on the task of dragging her out for activities.

Master Huo is old and has a son, so he is quite doting on Huo Mang, but he was born with an indifferent personality, he will not be pampered and arrogant, nor will he be arrogant, no matter who he is, he is polite to anyone, and he has good facial features and cute appearance, and the entire Huo Mansion basically likes him very much.

Basically.

As mentioned before, Master Huo is old and has a son, and this huge family property suddenly has an heir, which makes everyone who originally had many fantasies eyeing him very uncomfortable. Although Master Huo advertises to be kind and wealthy, he is not without thunderous means, and he also knows that nothing is more important than his only son, so he often kills some blind friends in order to protect Huo Mang, and cuts off many strange hands that are stretched out randomly. Huo Mang also has excessive good luck, every time something happens to him, the last person who suffers must be a person with bad intentions, who can be called a god.

Although there were private schools in this era, large families still asked Mr. Shu to teach at home. Huo Mang and Wu Qing'e have been together since they were children, and learning is naturally no exception. Wu Qing'e's mother was still a little scared about this, but as long as Wu Qing'e took Wu Qing'e away from Huo Mingguang, she would cry, although Huo Mingguang didn't like to talk, but those black round eyes would look at each other calmly, he didn't cry or make trouble, just stared at you like this, until he stared at you creepy and gave up obediently.

If so, everyone will let them go.

Master Huo is a businessman, but at the same time he is also Huo Mang's father. He knows that a wealthy heir is enough to be sold at a high price, and marriage is a wonderful move, if he plays well enough, he can even double the family's wealth or turn money into power. However, he will not force Huo Mang, if he still doesn't want to be separated from Wu Qing'e when he grows up, then let the two dolls get married.

Anyway, that Xuan Yuanzi does seem to have real materials, and the world's seventy years of crawling and rolling are not still a pinch of loess, how can there be a good deal for immortality, the little abacus in Master Huo's heart crackled. At his own age, he definitely doesn't need to think about becoming an immortal, but Mang'er is still young, and besides, didn't Xuan Yuanzi also say that he was a heavenly man? Waiting for Mang'er and Qing'e to become married, can Xuanyuanzi bypass Mang'er when he comes back to teach the method of immortality?

So his attitude towards Huo Mingguang and Wu Qing'e, the childhood sweethearts, was to let them go, even if they were both thirteen years old, he didn't force them to live in separate rooms.

Parents work hard, nothing more than that.

Huo Mang had a scholar's bun on his head and a small basket in his hand, and he rubbed into the door in a flash. Wu Qing'e, who was sitting at the desk, glanced at him, shook her head, and the hanging bun on the top of her head swayed with it.

"What are you doing in a panic?"

"Who's panicking? Huo Mingguang sighed. "I just entered the house normally, and I closed the door so urgently, not because I was afraid that the "Hugong Fu" in your hand would be discovered? ”

"It doesn't matter, whoever reads this book except me is just an ordinary notebook, and they can't read it if they give it to them. ”

Wu Qing'e is still young and thinks less, Huo Mingguang shook his head disapprovingly, but he didn't expect that if his careful appearance just now was seen, he would definitely know what he was covering, even if the child was young, no one would really think that these two little ghosts were hiding some big secrets.

"The so-called secret is called a secret if it is not known. From the moment you tell the second person, a secret is not a secret. So you can't be too careful. ”

Wu Qing'e turned her head and looked at Huo Mingguang seriously: "But I told you, and A-Niang also knows that I'm not okay now." ”

Huo Mingguang waved his hand: "The two of us are not outsiders, they are different." ”

Wu Qing'e's mood suddenly changed a lot, she then closed the page, jumped off the stool, walked to the bed and sat down, Huo Mingguang followed, sat next to her, and the small basket was placed between the two.