"It's more convenient not to learn French. Besides, Teacher Liu is very knowledgeable, and I can learn a lot from him... To be honest, those ancient books you gave me are a bit obscure and difficult to understand. I'd like Teacher Liu to give me some guidance."

Su Yao: "Not bad, you know how to make rational use of the resources around you. You've made progress."

She doesn't want her brother to call her "sister" all day long and doesn't want a useless burden.

"Sister, Teacher Liu's looks and figure are unmatched anywhere in the world. She's the best in the entire entertainment industry."

Su Yao twitched her lips at her brother's description: "You're exaggerating so much, describing him as a peerless handsome man. Do you want me to marry him?"

"That's not impossible! Although Teacher Liu comes from a humble background, he's definitely not someone who's arrogant. Maybe after he meets you... he'll be willing to marry into the Su family."

She said expressionlessly, "I, Su Yao, am a non-marriage and non-childbearing person. The burden of the Su family's expansion will be handed over to you from now on."

"Sister...don't be so absolute. When you meet Teacher Liu tomorrow, I don't believe you will remain indifferent!"

After all, Teacher Liu has to wear a mask when going out, so as not to be unable to move and be surrounded by crowds.

If it weren't for Teacher Liu's aura being too cold and strong, and his aloofness that kept strangers away all the time, he would have been pestered by people all the time.

Su Yao ignored her and glanced at the WeChat pop-up box on her phone. It was from Su Ziyu: Sister, the cemetery has been purified, and I will return the Demon-Subduing Pestle. You don’t need it anymore, right?

She replied in voice: "Please tell your Director Su a message. I owe you a favor for the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and I will repay you anytime."

Su Ziyun had just come out of the cemetery and couldn't help but sigh: It's worthy of Su Yao, even if it's Director Su, don't think of taking advantage of him.

…

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Su Yao took Fubao out.

It is rainy today, and the two deans are staying at home.

My father, Su Zhenghe, the director of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, was watching Douyin on his phone, drinking orange peel tea, and listening to a Taoist priest teaching magic on the live broadcast.

Second uncle Su Zhengtai, the director of the People's Hospital, was squatting on the ground not far away, burning amulets with a lighter.

Su Yao happened to witness this scene when he passed by the front hall.

She turned to Fubao and whispered, "Go back now and bring the two ancient books I asked you to copy yesterday."

He took the order and left.

"Yaoyao, you're up pretty early... Since you're here too, hurry up and draw a peace amulet for your uncle. The thing Yangyang gave you is simply a curse!"

She asked, "What's going on?"

Su Zhenghe raised his eyes and said, "Your second uncle went to the provincial government for a meeting yesterday, and his tires blew out twice on the way back."

Su Yao: "Ye Shijie is the younger brother of the Ye family. The evil amulet he gave to Yangyang is because he hopes that the Su family will suffer misfortune."

Su Zhengtai sighed: "Now we all know what's going on. I heard from your aunt that Yangyang's attitude is not so extreme now. He will stay in the Su family for a while."

"Yaoyao, could you spare some time to educate us on metaphysics so that we won't be 'illiterate' in this field?"

She curled her lips and said, "Second Uncle, Su Ziyun is a well-established Heavenly Master. Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to ask your own son?"

"Hey! Stop talking about being a regular Heavenly Master... To be honest, Ziyun is just a low-level employee in the 79th Bureau. He can't reveal any relevant information to his family because it would violate organizational discipline."

"Ziyun can only invite other celestial masters to give lectures, and ten classes cost a hundred thousand... He's working for Bureau 79, but he really doesn't get any benefits!"

Seeing his second uncle complaining, Su Yao reminded him, "Zi Yu is still helpful to the family. The matter of the Thai ghost and the purification of the Su family cemetery are all his credit."

Su Zhengtai's eyes were slightly embarrassed. "Don't mention the Thai ghost anymore. I was deceived... that's why I recalled this evil thing. In the future, if I need anything in that area, I will definitely come to you for advice. I also hope you can help my uncle..."

Seeing that Fubao had returned, Su Yao took the two ancient books from his hands and said, "Dad, Second Uncle, these two manuscripts are worth a fortune. They are exactly what you need right now. I can make an exception and sell them to you."

"How much?"

"How much?"

The two brothers said in unison.

"One hundred thousand per copy."

Su Zhenghe stood up first, his eyes full of displeasure: "Su Yao! Are you kidding me? What's written in it? Could it be the secret of immortality?"