"So where did he come from? There's always a reason, right? Zhao Xianyun said confusedly.

Grandpa shook his head, equally confused.

This question was not answered until Zifei came to Thrush Village.

On the day Zifei came to Thrush Village, the sky was raining heavily like beans. The water in the drainage ditch in front of the house is turbulent, and there is actually a bit of majestic momentum.

Grandpa's family stayed in the house and didn't go out.

Xiaomi sat at the gate with Mr. Bai in his arms, watching the raindrops smash into small puddles on the floor. Grandpa lay on a bamboo chair and smoked, and the bamboo slipper swallowed clouds and spitted fog on the beams of the house. Luo Buzhai and Yu Youyang were also sitting in the hall, Luo Buzhai was holding an account book in his hand and reading it absentmindedly. Yu Youyang hugged Ma Yueyun, who was my grandfather. At that time, my grandfather was still a six-year-old child, and when it rained outside, he had nowhere to play. I don't have a place to play, and I don't have any heart to, so I have to take a nap after sitting for a while.

Yu Youyang saw Ma Yueyun's head little by little, so he gently patted him on the back and coaxed him to sleep.

Suddenly, everyone in the hall heard a bang, like a basket of beans falling on the drum.

Mr. Bai first saw a person walking towards the gate of the Ma family's old house with a pitch-black oil-paper umbrella. It jumped out of Millet's arms and immediately retracted its feet after jumping onto the wet steps, but the hair on its feet was wet from the splashing rain and stuck to its feet. The raindrops that fell on the steps were smashed to pieces, and the water vapor rose like mist, as if it were a shrunken fairyland, and as if it were an impenetrable trap.

Xiaomi felt inexplicably worried, hurriedly stepped forward, bent down and picked up Mr. Bai.

As he straightened up, Xiaomi's gaze fell on the man with the umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella was held very tightly, and the surface of the umbrella was like a drum skin. The raindrops hit it with a loud noise. The umbrella seemed to be no weaker than the stone steps in front of my grandfather's house, and the raindrops were also shattered, so that a layer of mist rose from the top of the umbrella. From Xiaomi's point of view, the person with the umbrella is like coming from a fairyland.

The next person who saw that person was Luo Buzhai.

When Luo Buzhai saw that person, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Huh! Such a heavy bone weight! This is rare in the world, and ten generations have accumulated good production of this person! ”

Yu Youyang, who was coaxing the child to sleep, heard Luo Buzhai's words, immediately cocked his chair, leaned over, stretched his neck to look at the people outside, and muttered: "Ten generations of good birth to this person?" It takes ten generations of virtue to accumulate in order to have such a person, so how long should it be? She often sees Luo Buzhai weighing people's bones, and she is familiar with Luo Buzhai's set of formulas, so when she hears Luo Buzhai praise the weight of the bones of people outside, she can't help but take a look.

Grandpa spit out a puff of smoke, leisurely, and said, "Could it be that he is here?" ”

Yu Youyang glanced at his grandfather and asked, "Who?" ”

Xiaomi said the answer with a little hesitation: "Zifei? "Maybe it's because of the rain curtain, Xiaomi has to work hard to see the face of the comer.

The sound of bang bang bang is getting closer.

"Zifei!" Xiaomi was surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

Grandpa sat up from the old bamboo chair and walked to the door to greet Zifei who came from afar.

Luo Buzhai and Yu Youyang also hurriedly got up.

Zifei walked under the eaves, put away the umbrella, put it down against the corner of the wall, and bowed respectfully to his grandfather, saying, "Master." ”

Yu Youyang looked at his father in surprise and asked, "I haven't seen you accept apprentices, why did he call you a master?" ”

Luo Buzhai had heard his grandfather mention Zifei to him, so he was not surprised.

"Don't call me Master. Just call me Mr. Ma. Come in, Yu Youyang, you go get some hot tea for him to drink. Daddy said.

Yu Youyang handed the child into Luo Buzhai's hands, and Luo Buzhai immediately held the child happily and shook it. Yu Youyang usually doesn't let Luo Buzhai hold the child, worried that his slightly lower body temperature than others will not be good for the child. So he often wanted to get close to the child but was afraid that Yu Youyang would say about him, so he had to hold back. At this time, Yu Youyang took the initiative to hand over the child to him to hold, how could he not like it? He and Yu Youyang have no children and no daughters, and they have long regarded their children as their own.

Yu Youyang made tea and handed Zifei a cup, and the others also had a cup.

After drinking tea, my father asked Zifei about what happened after he left last time: "Have you found that Japanese chess player?" Did you find a way to crack the chain of three tribulations? ”

Zifei replied: "I found it, that person's chess skills are very superb, if I hadn't experienced countless times more chess games than him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to beat him." If it weren't for Zhang Zuolin being killed by the Japanese and the tension between China and Japan, I would still be playing chess with him now, pondering the way to solve the chain of three tribulations. After that, I couldn't show up with him. Although he is not a member of the military, he still feels guilty and has now returned to the island of Japan. But when I think about it, it's really amazing, I left Xu Fu, left the five hundred boys and girls, returned to the Central Plains, and now I play chess with the children and grandchildren of the five hundred boys and girls. ”

Grandpa smiled, "Yes." Who would have thought? ”

After Yu Youyang finished making tea, he took the child back from Luo Buzhai's hands, and sat aside to listen to them. She asked curiously, "Who is Xu Fu?" ”

Luo Buzhai smiled: "You can't understand what you said." It's windy here, so take your child to the back room, lest he catch a cold. ”

Yu Youyang immediately shifted his attention to the child and went to the back room with the child in his arms.

Zifei glanced at Xiaomi and asked gently: "After a few years, you are becoming more and more like that Ziyu, okay?" ”

Xiaomi said uncomfortably: "It's okay." ”

Zifei is right. When he was in Baoding, Xiaomi was still a childish child, although he had experienced much more than ordinary children, but the nature of children had not completely fallen off. Now Xiaomi is sixteen or seventeen years old, and it is very slim, which is very different from when it was in Baoding.

At that time, Zifei looked at her, and she dared to meet his gaze.

Now Zifei looks at her, she is a little evasive.

Seeing that Xiaomi ignored him, Zifei turned to his grandfather and said, "Master...... Mr. Ma, I heard that your wife is not in good health, can I take a look? ”

Xiaomi immediately didn't feel uncomfortable, and said in disbelief: "You see? Do you know how to heal? ”

Zifei said: "Immortality is the limit that medical skills want to achieve, I have personal experience, and naturally I will understand it better." Over the years, I haven't made much progress in anything else, but I'm good at medicine and chess. ”

Grandma also said: "I have read 300 Tang poems, and I can't write poems and chant them." The same is true of medical skills. Come, I'll take you inside. "Grandpa didn't have much hope, but Zifei has lived for so many years and has seen much more than ordinary people, maybe he has seen this disease and heard about the treatment, so let him try it.

Xiaomi listened to her father's words, and she also had a little more expectations for Zifei. When she was in Baoding, she met the human essence who had been cultivating for hundreds of years, and thought that the human essence who had experienced the vicissitudes of life was knowledgeable. Although this Zifei is not a human essence who has cultivated hard, but a person who accidentally obtained the elixir of immortality and obtained immortality, his experience far exceeds that of human essence in terms of length of time, and he should know more than human essence.

When Zhao Xianyun was too sick to get out of bed, Xiaomi also thought about looking for that human essence and wanted to get a secret method to prolong his life from the human essence. It's a pity that Renjing never forgets to hide himself, he can find others, but it is difficult for others to find him. Xiaomi had no choice but to give up.

Grandpa led Zifei to Zhao Xianyun's room.

Zhao Xianyun saw the living people coming in, and hurriedly sat up and signaled to people.

Zifei respectfully gave Zhao Xianyun a look, and the ancients were full of style.

Zhao Xianyun looked at Zifei in surprise, then at his father, and asked, "Don't dare to be, why are you doing such a big ceremony?" I'm afraid I can't stand it. ”

Zifei replied: "Mr. Ma is my master, and you are my master, so this etiquette still needs to be there." You can afford it. ”

"Master? Oh. Zhao Xianyun was stunned for a moment, and then realized it. Although she didn't know when her grandfather had accepted the apprenticeship, since she saw that her grandfather had no objection, she accepted it without any doubts or resistance.

Zifei walked to the side of the bed and said, "Please hand me your hand, and I will take your pulse." ”

Zhao Xianyun said: "Hey, it's already like this, I'm afraid your hard work is in vain." That being said, she reached out anyway.

Grandpa knew that Zhao Xianyun didn't stretch out his hand to still harbor hope, but just to not lose his etiquette in front of the guests.

Zifei checked Zhao Xianyun's pulse, asked her about her date of birth, and then said, "It turns out that you are a person of wood life." The people with wooden personality are benevolent, simple and tall, with slender bones, and easy to be compassionate. The people of Mu Duomu Wang have a stubborn personality and unwavering willpower, especially the people of Renzi, the people of the year of the Chou and the people of the Yi Chou Day have a strong bull temper. ”

Grandpa nodded, he didn't know this.

Xiaomi was a little disappointed, her father had already said in front of her that there was a saying about the five lives of gold, wood, water, fire and earth∮ but there was nothing new in these words.

Zifei said again: "Although you are a wooden life, you lack wood." People who lack wood are prone to lack of wood energy, weak wood energy, easy to get tired physically and mentally, things are not going well, and even weak and sick. ”

Xiaomi was even more disappointed. There is still nothing new in these words.

Grandpa still listened carefully to Zifei's words.