Wen Xian'an's whole person froze in place, as if he didn't believe what his ears heard, Chunxi on the side walked forward happily, hugged Wen Xian'an's arm with a happy face, the joy in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed, and he shouted excitedly: "Miss, the crane old and thousands of generations agree to accept Miss as an apprentice." ”

Stabilized his body, his face was incredulous, for a long time, his voice trembled a little, and he said slowly: "What the crane seniors said, the juniors heard it wrong. ”

"Haha-" The old man touched his beard, looked up to the sky and laughed, but did not reply, but instead walked around the three of them, walked straight to the side and sat down, and slowly spit out a few words.

"What the old man said is not false, Miss Wen can rest assured."

Having said that, she didn't do what they agreed on, the old man stared at the table, knocked on the table with both hands, and said, "The tea on this table is cold." ”

Wen Xian'an was the first to react, looked at Chunxi on the side and said, "Chunxi, go and make a pot of hot tea again." ”

"All right, miss."

Chunxi hurriedly answered, took the teapot from the table, and walked towards the back room with a happy smile.

Seeing that Wen Xian'an had not replied for a long time, the old man was a little uncontrollable, and his face was slightly unhappy, and said, "Miss Wen, but give me an explanation?" ”

Wen Xian'an gently stroked the hem of her skirt with both hands, sat opposite the old man unhurriedly, was silent for a long time, and said loudly: "The crane seniors have forgotten, I have not completed the appointment between you and me, according to the agreement, I am not qualified to worship the old predecessors as teachers, but what happened today?" ”

The old man's expression froze, he put on a kind look, touched his beard, and said thoughtfully: "The conditions are only superficial, but what is judged is the inside, even if it is not completed, there is no missed appointment, and it is fun to help others, the heart of the doctor, the girl is different from others, and she has won the heart of the old man, if you say so, are you willing?" ”

Wen Xian was overjoyed, and hurriedly responded: "The juniors are naturally willing." ”

Chunxi made a new pot of tea, filled the teacup in front of the old man, Wen Xian'an picked up the teacup on the table, bent down, knelt down on his knees, lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "Crane senior, please use tea." ”

The old man didn't make a move, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, the teacup was in Wen Xian'an's hand, stiff in mid-air, waiting for half a sound and no reaction, Wen Xian'an raised his head timidly, his eyes glanced lightly, and he looked suspicious, just when he was wondering, the old man smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "The seniors are still screaming, is it time to change your words?" ”

An Sheng on the side blinked, and at Wen Xian'an, who was kneeling on the ground, silently compared the mouth shape of a master, Wen Xian'an glanced at An Sheng, instantly understood, smiled, and said again in a sincere tone: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Everyone was happy, the light hands on the side were stirred together, the handkerchief was twisted into a knot in her hand, the old man nodded with satisfaction, took the tea and drank it all, then put down the teacup, helped Wen Xian'an up from the ground, patted her sign and said seriously: "From today on, I will be your master, and the medical skills I have learned all my life will also be passed on to you, but don't let down the hard work of the teacher." ”

"Master rest assured, the apprentice must study hard."

Wen Xian'an lowered her eyes and smiled, her eyes were very clear, and she said affirmatively.

Is this a belated surprise?

Until he walked out of the Ruyi Hall, Wen Xian'an had a feeling of being in a trance in the clouds, like an illusory thing, unable to touch it, looking at the light spirit on the side, with a hint of disbelief, he said loudly: "Light spirit, you pinch me." ”

Light Ling was puzzled, and he didn't dare to start, Wen Xian'an blinked his eyes, and signaled again and again, forced by his own young lady's obscenity, Qing Ling's heart was entangled, and he stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and gently pulled Wen Xian'an's left arm.

"Hiss-" The touch is real, everything that happened just now is not Mengjing, Wen Xian'an smiled excitedly, and even her walking steps became brisk, she scratched her head lightly, frowned, and looked puzzled, didn't her young lady burn out her brain?

Thinking of this, I was shocked, and I quickly kept up with Wen Xian'an's pace, and said in a worried tone: "Miss, you can take it easy." ”

Placed in one place, Wen Xian'an was stunned, he didn't have time to pause, he bumped into Wen Xian'an's back, rubbed his forehead, and said in wonder: "Miss, why did you stop?" ”

"Light, look."

Light Ling revealed half of his head from the side, and looked in the direction of Wen Xian'an's finger, there was a small vendor who made a sugar man, and the sugar man on it had various shapes, each of which was painted lifelike.

"Miss likes it?"

Wen Xian'an nodded, took his light hand around the crowd, and walked to the front of the vendor, the candy seller was a young man with a thick cocoon on his hand, and the sugar juice was placed in his hand and transformed into different shapes.

In front of them was a little boy, asked for a bunch of human-shaped sugar people, took the sugar man and ran away happily, Wen Xian'an instantly became interested, took out a silver ingot from his arms, put it on the stall wrench, stretched out his finger and pointed to the little boy not far away, and said, "Boss, bring me two bunches of the same as him." ”

"Okay, girl, please wait a minute."

Rubbing his hands, Wen Xian'an stood not far from the stall, staring at the sugar man in the boss's hand, and gradually took on the shape of a person.

"Girl, your sugar man is well."

"Thank you, boss."

Wen Xian'an happily took the candy man from the boss, and then handed another candy man to Qingling, and the two walked out of the somewhat crowded crowd.

The Tang man in his hand is Huang Cancan, and he can vaguely smell the sweetness of honey, which is crystal clear and salivating in the sun, Wen Xian'an swallowed her saliva, she can't put down her mouth for such a work of art.

"Rack—dodge."

A horse's neighing sounded, and the people around retreated, and Wen Xian'an, who was silent among the sugar people, did not notice the movement around him.

The carriage gradually approached, Wen Xian'an raised his head again, and saw a huge and approaching horse face, as well as a light and worried shout.

"Miss, be careful."

Subconsciously took a step back, passing by the carriage, Wen Xian patted his chest with palpitations, but the sugar man in his hand was gone, looked around, but saw the sugar man fall to the ground, split apart, and shattered into slag, Wen Xian'an clenched his fists slightly, and his face was very unhappy.

The carriage stopped not far away, ran over lightly, and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?" ”