Since then, Ah Jing has not thought about living a peaceful life. At four o'clock in the morning the next day, I heard someone banging on the door. Kyung woke up from his dream and jumped out of bed in shock, not knowing if it was a fire or an earthquake.

opened the door, and Lu Zishan stood outside with a smile. Ah Jing was suddenly discouraged, yawning and being very angry: "Master! What's in a hurry, and there's no need to disturb people's dreams so early in the morning? She thought that the little old man would not be in a hurry. Besides, with an organization as big as a one-way street, what emergency could knock on her door? As he spoke, he slammed the door shut. Unexpectedly, Lu Zishan's feet and legs were very fast, and he quickly put his feet dragging flip-flops into the column, so that Ah Jing couldn't close the door.

The old man entered the door, pulled Ah Jing and walked to the opposite side. Ah Jing struggled and was angry at the same time: "Master, Second Uncle, Master, I'm still wearing pajamas, what are you going to pull me to do?" ”

Lu Zishan didn't care, he smiled and pulled her closer to his room. I think I woke up early. From the hallway to the dining room to the living room, it was all brightly lit, as if I had slept without the lights on for thirty nights.

Ah Jing was dragged into the living room by him. I saw that there was a table of eight immortals made of red lacquered wood in the middle of the living room.

"Go up." Lu Zishan finally let go of the hand that was tugging at her sleeve and spoke.

"Where?" Ah Jing is rarely confused. Turn around and look at Lu Zishan. Still rubbing his eyes.

Lu Zi pointed to the table with his finger.

Ah Jing's eyes widened: "Climb on the table? ”

Lu Zishan smiled and nodded.

"Master, tell me what you want to take, and I think there are other ways to help you get it, you don't have to climb the table." Ah Jing wanted to coax a child, and he was so angry that he wanted to scold: What crazy old man? At four o'clock in the middle of the night, he pulled people out of bed and climbed the table of eight immortals?

Lu Zishan still smiled: "Don't take anything." Can't you get up? Do you want me to carry you up? ”

"Don't, don't, don't." Ah Jing was so frightened that he shook his hand again and again. Lu Zishan is so thin that he is about to dry, if he hugs him, I am afraid that he will have nightmares at night.

Ah Jing wanted to run back, but the old man was standing here, and it was estimated that his skills were not bad, and it was not easy to slip away from under his nose. Helplessly, he looked left and right, found a stool, stood on it, and then stood on the table of the eight immortals.

The table was just over a meter high, and Ah Jing stood up and forgot to look up at the ceiling, where there was nothing else on the ceiling except for an intact chandelier. It's wrapped in beautiful lacquered gold lace. The old man didn't want to break this off, did he?

"Climb up, what are you going to do?" Ah Jing crossed his waist. Some asked fiercely. She was standing tall at this moment, and she could see the ridiculous updo on Lu Zishan's head.

At this moment, the door of the other bedroom knocked softly, and Lu An came out neatly dressed. Ah Jing's face turned red. She's still in her pajamas. It's not a sling, but it's loose enough. I haven't seen a boy like this. In her opinion, Lu Zishan is not a boy. Ha. Weird old man at best!

Lu An looked at her standing tall, then at Lu Zishan, smiled habitually, and went into the bathroom.

Ah Jing is so depressed in his heart. Almost about to make a lion's roar: "Master, old man! What do you want me to climb up for? Just standing still? ”

"Hehe," Lu Zishan smiled and made a gesture of pressing his hand down: "Sit down, sit down cross-legged." Be a boy and worship Guanyin cross-legged. ”

Cross-legged Ajing still understands, and he has not seen it less. What is a boy worshipping Guanyin? But I don't really understand.

But since he was on this Eight Immortals table, he cooperated with the old man. Seeing this situation, Ah Jing also roughly understood that she was not thinking about taking anything, but about teaching her something to practice.

So he sat down obediently, crossed his legs, and was a little unconvinced, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at the old man.

Lu Zishan was very happy that she really sat in the right position, and said with a smile: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught." As he spoke, he came over and took Ah Jing's hand, both of which were placed upright on the two knees, palms up, and made an orchid gesture to come out.

I think this is the sitting posture of "the boy worships Guanyin".

Ah Jing followed his gesture and looked at it for a long time, only to find that a thin red line was hanging on the wall one meter away. The walls are white, and the lines are red, but they are so thin and similar that you can't see them unless you look at them carefully.

"Boy, look at it. I can't even blink my eyes. The longer you look at it, the better. ”

Lu Zishan said, and went into the bathroom himself. His hair was disheveled, and he rushed to Ah Jing to knock on the door as soon as he got out of bed.

As soon as he entered, Ah Jing just breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Zishan squeaked out again and jumped in front of the table of the Eight Immortals. Ah Jing squinted at him. Do you want to keep an eye on it? Afraid that her posture is incorrect?

The old man stretched out his middle finger to make a pause gesture and asked loudly, "Good boy, what do you want to eat today?" ”

What to eat? Ah Jing was stunned for a moment. Before he could think about it, the old man leaned his head closer: "You can't eat porridge." Yesterday, a room full of people had an early morning porridge with you. ”

Belch? Ah Jing still didn't figure it out. The old man laughed so much that his eyebrows and eyes were all wrinkled, and he suppressed his voice awkwardly: "Is it up to Master, you can eat whatever I want?" ”

Of course. One early. Just eat whatever you want. And it's only four o'clock. Ah Jing didn't understand what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. It's funny to see him like that. Thinking about what to practice next, I amused the old man and always couldn't afford to lose. He nodded again and again.

Lu Zishan was proud, shook his head, and whispered: "Say this sentence out loud." ”

What words? Ah Jing was blindfolded for a while, looking at Lu Zishan. She's just deserted a little too much. I really don't know what "just this sentence" is?

"I will eat whatever Master wants!" Lu Zishan was a little dissatisfied, with a look of sorrow on his face, and he felt that this clever disciple had suddenly become stupid.

Oh. Ah Jing didn't know what to do, so he roared according to the sky: "I will eat whatever Master wants!" ”

Lu Zishan laughed and slapped Ah Jing's forehead, "Good apprentice." Keep staring at the rope! ”

Ah Jing was confused, glared at Lu Zishan, turned away, his eyes widened, and stared at the blank line in the white wall very boredly.

Lu Zishan happily went into the bathroom and shouted loudly: "Xiao Anzi, did you hear it, today the second uncle wants your best fried rice!" ”

The relationship is to ask to eat the fried rice that Lu An has shown his skills on the one-way street! But just begging Lu An, why did she turn a corner to coax her? Akin wondered. I remembered what Lu Zishan said: Yesterday, a room of people accompanied you to eat porridge in the morning. But she didn't say she wanted porridge yesterday? The old man is very strange!