Chapter 1004 You Came Just in Time
There are quite a few requirements, but they are all very simple.
The three senior brothers exchanged glances and quickly got up to fulfill Master Han's request.
Before long, the wine arrived, the brazier was set up, and a tea canister was placed on it to brew tea.
Lord Zhao smiled and raised an eyebrow. "I noticed that Junior Brother has a large bathtub. If Master Han would like to take a bath, we'll fill it with hot water for you."
"Yes, this junior apprentice is quite filial."
"..." Lord Zhao leaned back, the words of cursing on the tip of his tongue, but he held them back.
What a tragedy! If he had known he would become his senior uncle, he shouldn't have said those outrageous things.
"There are indeed several long-lost secret manuals here, which are of great benefit to cultivation. But most importantly, there is what I want in there. For demon cultivators, a cultivation method that can lead to instant enlightenment is something I dare not believe for the time being."
Master Han tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.
“Before coming here, I had my fortune told in Jincheng. This trip is a very auspicious one, and I will be able to get what I want,” he said, his dark gaze falling on Song Chunxue. “All of this makes this thousand-year-old cultivator sigh that the way of heaven is all-encompassing.”
He shook his head slightly and sighed, "It's too much of a coincidence, it makes me feel uneasy. Let me write it down in my current writing style first, and then I'll show it to you."
"Since it belongs to Song Chunxue's family, I certainly won't keep it all to myself. However, before you've personally tested it, don't let the younger generation know the contents of the letter."
Everyone nodded in unison, "Yes."
Zhang Chengxuan couldn't help but ask, "Just how powerful is this manual? To what extent?"
Master Han smiled mysteriously, and after a long while, he uttered a sentence, "If this information is revealed, it will cause cultivators all over the world to scramble for it, so you are not allowed to tell anyone."
He was in a good mood and even picked up the wine jug to pour wine for everyone.
"Master Han, you mustn't do that."
"Uncle-Master, I can do it myself."
"Uncle-Master, let me do it."
The three of them stood up, holding their wine bowls, filled with fear.
"Sit down, and don't call me 'Uncle-Master' anymore. I don't like it." With that, Master Han arrogantly adjusted the hair at his temple. "To ordinary people, we are about the same age."
Lord Zhao laughed, "Why didn't you say that you were the youngest and most beautiful one?"
"Thump!"
Before Lord Zhao could react, he was struck squarely on the forehead by a folding fan.
It was Zhao's own folding fan that made it.
"After we finish drinking, let's sit here and write it down tonight," Master Han said solemnly. "There are many people in this world who want to seize opportunities. To avoid any unforeseen problems, you must memorize it by heart and recite it backwards, and then burn it."
"Is it really necessary to only know what we know?" Lord Zhao felt it was a pity.
"Do you think our grand appearance here won't attract the attention of those with ulterior motives?" Master Han snorted. "Those who don't heed the advice of the elders will suffer the consequences."
The three senior brothers laughed heartily, "Indeed, indeed, we will follow the Daoist's teachings."
"..." Master Han glanced at them, wanting to roll his eyes.
...
The next morning, when Tu Dan got up, he found that his senior uncles and grandmasters had just gone to bed.
Uncle Song had just drawn the curtains in Wuzi, to the south.
He was woken up by the urge to urinate, and as he mumbled, he opened the courtyard gate, only to be so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end.
"Thank...Thank you, sir?" Tu Dan'er was very surprised. "When did you arrive? Why didn't you knock on the door or just climb over the wall?"
Lord Xie leaned against the wall outside the door, his lips moving but he didn't know how to speak.
He was thinking that this was the Jiang family's old residence, and also the place where he first met Song Chunxue.
It's disrespectful to circumvent the Great Firewall so rashly.
It's just waiting outside the door, it's nothing.
As the night deepened and the dew grew heavy, he draped a black fox fur over himself, startling Tu Dan'er.
"Uncle-Master, come in quickly, I'll take you to Uncle-Master Song's room." Tu Dan'er pointed to the south room and said, "Uncle-Master shouldn't be asleep yet. I wonder what they were doing in the middle of the night last night, burning the midnight oil and writing furiously."
"But..." It wouldn't be appropriate to go see Song Chunxue directly without having met Master Han and his two senior brothers yet.
"My lord, please go inside. Master and the others should have just rested. It's alright to go find your uncle first. We can talk about it after you've had some rest." Tu Dan'er pushed Xie's back with both hands. "Oh, what's there to be embarrassed about? It's just a ceremony to become Daoist partners that's missing. It's nothing."
As he spoke, Tudan ran outside, saying, "I can't hold it in anymore, I'm going to pee first."
Before he could finish speaking, Tudan had already run out of the yard.
"Squeak~"
Song Chunxue opened the door and looked at the tall, aloof person in the courtyard. "Come in."
For the first time in his life, Xie blushed as he lowered his head, feeling that he had offended the Jiang family.
If they have spirits in heaven, I wonder if they would blame them.
"What are you thinking about? Why do you look so guilty?"
Song Chunxue's eyelids were very heavy. She took off her shoes, got onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and waved to him, "Don't think about so many things. Since you've come here, why don't you knock on the door and help us copy the book?"
Lord Xie looked slightly embarrassed, took off his fur coat, and said gently, "I didn't know you weren't asleep."
"When did you arrive, and how long did you wait?"
"One and a half hours."
"..." Song Chunxue reached out and pulled him, "Take a nap, you're very sleepy."
Lord Xie looked around; he had never slept on a kang like this before.
After taking off his outer shirt, shoes, and socks, he thought to himself that it was good he had washed them before coming, otherwise his feet would have smelled terrible.
The kang (heated brick bed) was a bit hard. Although a mattress was laid on it, you could feel that the sturdy earthen kang was quite different from a regular bed board.
To his surprise, he felt sleepy as soon as he sat on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Song Chunxue tugged at his sleeve, "What are you dawdling for? Lie down, I'm really... too sleepy to talk."
Xie Zheng quickly lay down next to her, looking up at the ceiling, his whole body stiff.
The next moment, Song Chunxue grabbed his arm, nestled her head in the crook of his arm, and found a comfortable position.
"sleep."
Xie Zheng chuckled helplessly; how could she be so sleepy?
The rustic house felt novel to him, but the perfectly heated kang bed made him yawn.
Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.
"Clang~"
The sound of a wooden bucket falling to the ground in the courtyard woke Song Chunxue up slowly.
She felt the warmth around her and realized she was in Xie Zheng's arms, so she instinctively held his hand tightly.
She turned to look at Xie Zheng, but the next moment she saw two dark figures standing by the kang (a heated brick bed). She was so frightened that she jumped up from the kang and almost screamed.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Zheng still had a hoarse, languid voice, as if he hadn't woken up properly.
Song Chunxue didn't speak. Looking at the people by the kang (heated brick bed), she crossed her arms and pondered how to righteously criticize them for peeping at someone sleeping.
Moreover, they are now considered husband and wife.
"Xie Zheng, when did you arrive?"
Xie Zheng, who had just closed his eyes to take a nap, suddenly sat up. "Lord Zhao?"
"Master Han...Master Han?"
For a moment, he felt as if he had been struck by a silent thunderbolt.
Logically speaking, they wouldn't do something like barging into someone else's room, especially knowing his relationship with Song Chunxue.
There must be something very important that allows us to disregard these formalities.
"Is something urgent?"
"You've come at the right time. Get up and copy the book."
"Huh?" Xie Zheng looked bewildered.
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