Xiangyu looked at Ah Tao with deep eyes, and the layer of smoke and mist in his eyes became more and more intense, and quickly spread throughout his eyes.

was obviously close in front of him, but Ah Tao felt that the young man in front of him, his master, was so far away that he couldn't see through it at all.

The fog gradually dissipated, the light smoke slowly receded, Xiangyu lowered his eyes, cut off the sight of Adao trying to break in, and turned to walk towards the chessboard.

"Stand down. Xiangyu's cold voice sounded again, and he was more careless.

"Yes. Ah Tao bowed to the ground towards the back of Xiangyu's departure, and slowly withdrew.

Walking to the door, she seemed to think of something, paused, turned back not far away, and knelt in front of Luo Yuanzhi, who was sitting on the couch and drinking tea.

Ah Tao bowed to Luo Yuanzhi and said solemnly: "At the seedling selection meeting yesterday, if it weren't for the help of the third prince of Luo, I am afraid that the slave has now become the full belly of the ghost, thank you for the grace of the third prince of Luo's rescue!" After speaking, he sincerely bowed to Luo Yuanzhi again.

Luo Yuanzhi smiled faintly, accepted the romance, lightened the frivolity, and his tone contained a bit of solemnity that is rare on weekdays: "One day, you sacrifice the curse of the Xiang clan and solve the great trouble that Gongzi has deposited in his heart for many years, which is the best thank you to me." ”

Ah Dao was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Yes!"

With a faint smile here, the fawn-like eyes became more and more agile and cunning, shining, and the eyebrows were dazzling, and there was a bit of a comfortable and free demeanor.

Luo Yuanzhi lost his mind for a moment.

Xiangyu, who was standing in front of the window and listening to the sound of bamboo, turned slightly sideways at this time, just enough to take in the shallow conversation between this person and a ghost.

A dazzling green light appeared outside the house, accompanied by a huge rumbling sound falling from the sky, the bamboo forest was shaken, the green bamboo shook violently left and right, and even the entire study was affected, shaking violently a few times, and the tea utensils on the desk rubbed against each other, making a crisp and rapid collision sound.

Ah Tao looked out of the house in surprise, but saw a little guy running in quickly panting, and after saluting Xiangyu, he said, "Childe, the old patriarch is back!"

The little servant opened the door wide, and in the moss-covered clearing outside the house, there was a behemoth that looked like a grasshopper, which was Yueru.

And on Yueru's back, riding an energetic, red-faced, sixty-year-old man is the current patriarch of the Xiang clan and Xiangyu's biological father Xiangqian.

Xiang Qian leaned close to Yueru's ear and said something, and Yueru's body quickly shrank, and finally it was as big as A Dao.

Xiangqian slipped off Yueru's body impatiently, and Ah Tao could barely see him more clearly.

Xiang Qian was dressed in a gray coarse cloth short brown, and a willow branch was randomly pinned to his head as a hairpin, and he was in a relaxed and comfortable state.

It's just that before Ah Tao could look at the old man's face, he had already blown in front of Ah Tao like a gust of wind, and rushed straight to Luo Junxuan.

Xiang Qian excitedly grabbed one of Luo Junxuan's sleeves and shouted, "Where's the ass, where is it?"

Luo Junxuan smiled gently, obviously not minding Xiang Qian's faux pas, and replied extremely patiently: "Qian Weng, it's not here, you might as well go to the bamboo forest to find it." ”

Xiangqian was thinking something in his mouth, and Ah Tao only heard him muttering the words "a handful of old bones almost fell apart", and rolled out the door like another gust of wind.

Ah Tao retreated and left, and the moment he stepped out of the door, he didn't want that Xiangqian to suddenly roll back in a gust of wind, and stopped in front of Ah Tao in the blink of an eye.

Ah Dao's body was stunned, thinking back to Fang Cai Luo Zi'an teaching himself about the salute, Yin'an, Gongzi is the most noble person, then, even if he is Gongzi's father, his identity cannot cross Gongzi.

Thinking so, Ah Tao bowed to Xiangqian.

After Ah Tao finished saluting, as soon as he stood upright, Xiang Qian's face suddenly approached Ah Dao, staring at her eyes deeply, as if he wanted to see something through those eyes.

Before Ah Tao could speak, Xiangqian suddenly took a step back, swept away like another gust of wind, and disappeared in an instant.

Ah Tao stood aside, with an inexplicable expression, and then left.

Ah Tao walked along the same path in the direction of her yard, and as she passed the bamboo forest path, she heard a cry for mercy from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Ah Tao couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen, only to hear the hoarse voice begging for mercy like a duck's voice, extremely ugly, and a little funny.

"Qianweng, the slave doesn't dare to deliberately avoid you, so you can spare the slave. The duck's voice thought to be the ghost called "ass" in the mouth of the old patriarch, but although this ass was begging for mercy, it showed weakness with indignation and dissatisfaction in his tone, obviously not really afraid of the other party.

"If you can spare you, then you will be punished for fanning me to provide air, and the vegetables in my vegetable garden should be removed from insects, and in addition, the pots of flowers that your son-in-law gave me will also be watered for me......"

"That's a lot of work. "Ass protests.

"Well, if you don't want to, I'll go to your master, Luo Dazi, and ask him to give you to me......"

Before Xiangqian finished speaking, his buttocks were quickly interrupted, and he trembled nervously and said again and again: "Slaves do, slaves do it!" I haven't seen you for a few days, and your old man has become more and more powerful, describing majesty, tall and burly, heroic and sassy, the jade tree is in the wind, brave and mighty, and the slave's worship of your old is like an endless surging river, which will never stop!"

Immediately afterwards, Ah Tao heard a long series of hearty and satisfied laughter from Xiangqian, and he was very useful if he thought about it.

"This fart is a good shot, keep shooting, shoot loudly!"

"Okay!"

......

Ah Tao was a little curious and reached into the bamboo forest, through the layers of bamboo leaves, she could vaguely see Xiangqian lying in the bamboo forest, a piece of bamboo braided, hanging between the two bamboos hanging on the couch in the air to pretend to sleep.

A short little ghost with a big dumpling-shaped head and a tall buttocks, standing in front of the bamboo couch with a hippie smile holding a pampa fan in both hands, desperately sending wind to Xiangqian, and a long list of pompous praises continued to emerge from his mouth.

"It's a sycophant who specializes in sycophants, and it's called Ass. A voice suddenly came from behind him, which frightened Ah Daomeng to retreat, and when he looked back, he saw a person standing, it was grasshopper Yueru who came back with Xiangqian.

Yueru continued: "It is the ghost servant of the eldest prince of Luo, don't look at it stupidly, the ghost is very clever, and it can please the nobles, especially the old patriarch, who chases it all day long." ”

Ah Tao looked at the bamboo forest again, took a closer look at the side face of the buttocks, and sure enough, on its forehead, he saw a lotus ghost pattern like Xianghan.