"Master, what do you mean by pushing it to you?" Qin Can asked.
"It's like this, Young Master Qin. Lin Yan saw me selling talismans in the ancient street and thought I was some powerful master, so he asked me if I could help him see how to make him invisible to ghosts." Gao Cun heard this and explained before Li Shu could say anything. "You know, I definitely don't have that ability, so I pushed Miss Li to him."
"Ah?" Qin Can was a little confused. "Master, isn't Lin Yan your younger brother? Why would he go to the ancient street to look for a master? Aren't you already a ready-made one?"
He paused, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh, I see. Didn't you ever tell him that you understood this?"
Gao Cun was also confused, his brows full of surprise, "No, Lin Yan is Miss Li's brother?!"
"It's not a kiss." Qin Can added.
"Well, what you said is not right, Mr. Qin. Lin Yan has been able to see ghosts since he was a child. Since he is Miss Li's brother, he will definitely tell Miss Li about this. Miss Li will naturally help him when she knows about it. Then why did he come to the ancient street to look for him?" Gao Cun felt like he was about to be confused by what he said.
"That seems to be true." Qin Can nodded. "So, Master, what is going on?"
Li Shu raised her eyes to look at the two people in the front row and said slowly, "Because Lin Yan and I didn't know each other before this."
"Ah?" Qin Can was even more confused. "Isn't Lin Yan the younger brother of the family you lived in before returning to the Ji family?"
Li Shu hummed softly, her delicate, fair face showing no emotion, quite relaxed. "That's right, but I only lived in that house for less than three years before I got lost due to an accident."
Qin Can was slightly stunned, "Ah, lost?!"
"Yeah." Li Shu responded, "So we met after Gao Cun pushed him to me, and then he recognized me."
"Then how did he recognize you?" Qin Can asked again.
Li Shu succinctly recounted the story of finding Ji Qianya's biological parents, and then continued, "So after meeting him that day, he accidentally found out that I was the eldest daughter of the Ji family who was mistakenly taken away by Ji Qianya, so he asked me if I had ever been lost as a child. Later, all the information matched, and he was sure it was me."
Qin Can nodded, "So that's how it is."
"So, it's quite fateful. After all these years, we all know each other, and they are all from our Taoist temple." Gao Cun said in disbelief, "Miss Li, don't you agree?"
Li Shu raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and turned to look at the scenery outside the window. The withered yellow leaves were falling, and it was already late autumn.
She hummed softly and said slowly, "Isn't it?"
———
Every autumn rain brings a chill. In November, the weather gradually turns cooler.
After being ill for a few days, Lao Pan finally recovered.
He also did not forget the agreement with Wenxuan and sent him a message as soon as possible.
"Little Taoist Priest, I'm well now. I wonder if we can still meet as you said last time."
Wenxuan had just finished drawing a talisman and was lazily playing with his phone when he saw the message from Lao Pan. His eyes lit up and he immediately replied: [Hello, anchor, are you free tomorrow?]
Lao Pan: [Yes.]
Wenxuan stood up from the table and said, "Okay, wait a minute. I'll go ask my uncle first."
Old Pan was a little confused, [Uncle Master? Aren’t you going to meet me?]
Wenxuan walked out of the house, tapping his phone screen with his fingers, and replied: [My uncle wants to see you. I'm just helping him contact you. Don't worry, we're not bad people. My uncle just wants to ask you about your live broadcast that day.]
Lao Pan: [Okay, I understand.]
Wenxuan replied with an emoticon saying "wait a moment", and then walked towards the yard where Jingchen lived at a brisk pace.
In the courtyard, Jingchen was playing chess with Xukong at a stone table. Before Wenxuan arrived, a voice came over first, "Uncle Master!"
Xukong heard the noise and looked towards the gate of the courtyard. He saw Wenxuan running in excitedly with a cell phone in his hand.
Wenxuan saw the two people in the yard, his face changed slightly, he braked the car in time, quickly hid his phone behind him, and said with a guilty conscience: "Ahem... Master... You are here too..."
Xukong retracted his gaze, and his eyes fell back on the chessboard. He slowly said, "What's wrong? Why are you so happy to come to see your uncle? What's the matter?"
Wenxuan glanced at Jingchen who had his back to him, clenched the phone hidden behind him, walked up to the two of them and stopped, feeling extremely panicked.
Seeing that Wenxuan didn't say anything, Xukong didn't urge him. He tapped the stone table lightly with his hands, quietly studying the game.
Wenxuan was so anxious that sweat was almost breaking out on his forehead, and he was struggling with how to start the conversation.
If he were to tell the truth, the fact that he had a cell phone would be exposed, but the problem now was that he didn't know whether his master had seen the cell phone in his hand just now.
Wenxuan swallowed and kept glancing at Jingchen who was sitting on the other side out of the corner of his eye.
"Why do you always look at your uncle?" Xukong said without raising his head.
"I..." Wenxuan opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard Jingchen say with a smile: "Senior Brother, you scared Wenxuan. I asked him to come to me at this time, but I didn't expect you to come to play chess with me first."
Wenxuan instantly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, Master, it was my uncle who asked me to come and find him."
"Oh?" Xukong took out a white piece from the chess box, thought for a few seconds, and placed it on the chessboard. He then raised his eyes to look at Jingchen who was sitting across from him, and asked with some interest, "Why did you ask him to come to you?"
Jingchen also took out a black piece from the chess box at hand, rubbed it between his fingertips, and explained, "It's not a big deal. When I passed by his house yesterday, I happened to see him sitting by the window drawing talismans. I simply stopped to watch for a while. I saw that his teleportation talisman was not drawn very well and was completely useless. I thought I would be free for the next two days, so I told him to come to my place at this time today and give him some guidance."
Xukong raised his eyes to glance at Wenxuan who was standing beside him, and said softly, "Thank you for troubling me, Junior Brother."
Jingchen smiled and slowly placed the black piece in his hand on the chessboard. "Since Wenxuan calls me uncle, it's only natural for me to teach him. Besides, it's not something that takes much time."
Xukong shook his head slightly, and said with some regret: "You don't know this kid, he has a wooden head, he still hasn't figured out how to draw talismans."
"Wenxuan is still young, senior brother, don't be too anxious. Everything must be done step by step." Jingchen said.
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