Chapter 50 How can anyone run slowly when eloping?
The Xuanmen apprenticeship ceremony is simple, but emphasizes sincerity.
Respecting the heavens and the earth, telling the ghosts and gods, and also paying homage to the ancestors, telling them that they are the successors of the master's school, comforting the ancestors, and knowing that there are successors to the master's school. However, Qi You's generation is too high, so he only needs to burn incense to his three senior brothers, and there is no need to kneel at all.
He only needs to kowtow three times to his master, swear to respect his master as his father, and then offer his master a cup of tea, and the ceremony will be completed.
According to normal procedures, respected seniors or colleagues should be invited to serve as witnesses to prove that the apprenticeship ceremony is genuine, because apprenticeship is not like signing a contract, and there is no legal binding in private.
The witness is the bond between them. If others ask about it in the future, the witness can prove that they are indeed master and apprentice. If there is a conflict between the master and apprentice in the future, the witness can also mediate.
But today's witness clearly wasn't playing by the rules. He only acknowledged one thing: if there was a problem, it was definitely the apprentice's fault. If he dared to anger the master in the future, the witness would chop him down without the master having to do anything.
After Qi You served tea to Duan Anluo, he kowtowed three times to Si Cang.
Duan Anluo opened his mouth, but before he could interrupt, the child had already finished. He blamed himself for not telling the child in advance that it was enough to kowtow to the witness. Xiaoqi was too honest.
Si Cang accepted the gift calmly and said, "I'll make up for it to you some other day."
Duan Anluo handed Qi You a box and said, "This is a gift for becoming a disciple. Open it and see if you like it."
Qi You happily opened the box, revealing an ancient short sword, unsharpened and covered in numerous scratches, a weapon that had seen countless battles. Hanging from the hilt was a red string and a tassel made of Five Emperors' coins, the color of the tassel looking fresh, a sign that it had been newly woven by his master.
Qi You touched the sword happily and said, "Thank you, Master. I like it very much."
"Pour your spiritual power into it and see."
Qi You did as he was told. The sword suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and a blood-red rune instantly wrapped him up.
Qi You felt the power above and asked in surprise: "Master, what is this?"
"Killing array, I have marked this sword. No one else can use it except you. When you encounter danger, inject spiritual power and blood into it, and it will protect you. If there is still danger," Duan Anluo paused, "use your ultimate move to save your life."
"What ultimate move?"
This Jiang Yuan has experience, "Calling for help, Master, the Xuanmen secret technique: Ancestors, save me, save me, save me~~"
Duan Anluo tried hard to keep smiling, "Yes, that's how he is."
Qi You: “…”
So embarrassing!
This trick should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.
After Qi You arrived, Duan Anluo sent Da Goose with a few little fairies who could dig holes, and went back to Xuanmen’s hometown to dig up the graves of Xuanmen’s disciples.
It's dead and no longer needed. Refurbish it and give it to your children. Don't waste it.
The older a weapon used to exorcise evil spirits, the higher its spiritual power. This old weapon is hard to find on the market, and since it shares the same origin as Xuanmen spiritual energy, it's most suitable for Xuanmen disciples.
This sword was different from Jiang Yuan's peach wood sword. That peach wood sword was primarily used for self-defense, while this sword was primarily for killing. It was even more effective when used in conjunction with Xuanmen formations. Qi You's other talent was setting up formations. Once he mastered the control of his spiritual energy, Duan Anluo would teach him formations.
"When you grow up, Master will make you a bigger one."
Si Cang asked, "Do you like big ones?"
Qi You's eyes subconsciously looked at Si Cang's knife, the big one...
Duan Anluo was amused. "Don't look at it. It's an heirloom of the Si family. Si Cang wants to pass it on to his children."
Before he could finish his words, Duan Anluo noticed Si Cang staring at him with a complicated look, a bit cold in it. Duan Anluo glared back: "What are you looking at? Is it my fault that you don't have children?"
Quickly break this contract, marry a wife in a sedan chair, and have as many children as you want.
Looking at his little Qi again, Duan Anluo pinched the child's face and liked him more and more the more he looked at him. He was not in a hurry because he already had a son.
"Alright, to celebrate Xiao Qi officially becoming my apprentice, let's go out and have something nice!"
"Master, you won't dine and dash again this time, will you?
"No, Master has money."
Halfway through the meal, Duan Anluo received a call, "You guys eat, I'll go out and answer it."
The person who called was Lin Wanqiu. Duan Anluo found a quiet place and answered the call.
Lin Wanqiu's voice was as gentle as water. "Lolo, what have you been busy with recently?"
Duan Anluo replied with a smile in his voice: "I found a job. I'm busy painting every day. The salary and benefits are very good."
He got the certificate from the union, which was equivalent to finding a job, and drawing talismans was also considered drawing, which was equivalent to not lying to his mother.
Lin Wanqiu asked happily, "Are you tired from work? Is the money enough for you?"
"It's not tiring, the salary is high, and the work is relatively free."
Duan Anluo didn't want to make her worry, but unexpectedly, Ms. Lin's next words were, "Great, it looks like you're free this weekend. Your cousin is treating us. He's found his son, who's been missing for over 20 years, and wants to introduce him to his relatives."
"What relatives?" Duan Anluo was confused. His cousin's son was already in his twenties. What generation was this?
"Not a direct descendant. Your grandfather had five brothers, and he was the youngest. Your grandmother had six children, and I was the youngest. Anyway, according to seniority, the child still has to call you great uncle. You haven't been home for a long time, so come with me to meet him."
Lin Wanqiu missed her son. Duan Anluo didn't come home. When his family sent him messages, he only replied to his own. Lin Wanqiu knew that Duan Anluo cared about her the most. She didn't want to use family affection to hold her son hostage. She wanted to wait until he calmed down before going back, but the mother missed her child and couldn't help herself.
Especially in the past two days, she kept dreaming. She dreamed of Duan Anluo when he was a child, about four or five years old, fair and tender, wearing a finely crafted robe, with soft black hair tied with a jade headband, beautiful like a little fairy.
He lived in a large square courtyard and was followed by many servants wherever he went, but the looks in their eyes made her feel very uncomfortable.
There is fear, taboo, and contempt, as if looking at something dangerous. I dare not contact him, but I have to serve him.
There was always a stagnant look in the child's eyes. He would stare at one place in a daze, which made her heart ache like a needle.
She told herself that dreams were all fake, and that she must be thinking about her son, which was why she had such an absurd dream.
But after waking up, she remembered the feeling in the dream for the whole day. Especially Duan Anluo's eyes, which made her feel distressed.
"Mom? Mom?" Duan Anluo called a few times, but Lin Wanqiu didn't respond. Duan Anluo looked at the signal, it was full, why didn't she speak?
"Hey! Mom's here!" Lin Wanqiu quickly responded, "What did you say just now?"
Duan Anluo had to repeat himself: "Can I not go?"
Duan Anluo suddenly remembered who it was, the young man he met when he was fortune-telling. He had seen a scene at that time, and the young man called him uncle.
He had already forgotten that person and couldn't remember what he looked like. It turned out that the generation ranking was based on this.
He couldn't act out the lost soul he once had. With so many relatives and so many gossips, he wasn't sure what to say. What would he do if he couldn't get through the conversation?
"No, you have to come with me. Mom misses you."
Duan Anluo struggled desperately, "Where's my brother? Let him go with you."
"Your brother is too busy. He has opened three branches and is so busy making money that he doesn't even go home."
Duan Anluo resigned himself to his fate and said, "I understand. I'll go with you."
No one can stop the big brother from expanding his territory, and the same is true in the business world.
He had already guessed who his eldest brother was. In fact, Heaven had been very kind to him, with both parents and his best cousin also brought along. Without his cousin's protection, he would have been killed when he was five, and there was no way he would have grown up.
But there is one thing about the eldest brother that is unbearable, and that is scolding him.
I didn't discipline him enough in my last life, so I won't continue to discipline him in this life, will I? It's killing me.
Lin Wanqiu said happily, "Let's go together the night after tomorrow. Come back tomorrow and I'll send a car to pick you up. It's settled."
After saying that, she hung up the phone without giving Duan Anluo any chance to refuse.
Duan Anluo sighed and went back to check the guide. What should he pay attention to when gathering with relatives?
As he turned around and walked back, a scene appeared in front of him. Duan Anluo counted on his fingers in confusion and was shocked. Is there such a thing?
After he returned, he told Si Cang about the matter. Coincidentally, Si Cang was also going back tomorrow. If Duan Anluo didn't want to stay at the Duan family, he could stay at his place for one night. Anyway, it was close to the Duan family, so it wouldn't be too late to go home the day after tomorrow.
Duan Anluo asked quietly, "Tell me, what if a person has no blood relationship with another person, and no blood relationship with anyone in that family, but they look exactly the same? What's the situation?"
Si Cang didn't even think about it, "If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. Look at the aura, keep the good ones, and kill the bad ones directly."
Duan Anluo cupped his hands, "You are indeed worthy of me. I admire you!"
The next morning, Duan Anluo packed his luggage. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be back in three days.
Seeing that he had only packed three sets of clothes, Si Cang helped to pack with an expressionless face. He had big hands and could take several pieces at a time, and stuffed them all into Duan Anluo's suitcase.
Duan Anluo stretched out his hand to block it, but it was impossible to stop it, "No need to take so much, I can't wear it!"
Si Cang quickly closed the suitcase and said, "If you can't wear it, bring it back."
Duan Anluo wanted to take it out, but Si Cang had already taken the box away and loaded it into the truck very quickly.
Duan Anluo quickly caught up, "Wait for me, I haven't gotten in the car yet!"
Jiang Yuan and Qi You stood at the door, looking at Duan Anluo's back, and shook their heads.
Qi You asked Jiang Yuan, "Why are you shaking your head?"
Jiang Yuan said sadly, "I won't be able to see Master for the next three days."
Qi You patted Jiang Yuan's shoulder in the manner of an elder and said, "You won't be back for at least ten days. Let's clean up the house. Do homework in the morning, draw talismans in the afternoon, and meditate in the evening. Don't let Master worry."
Jiang Yuan followed behind Qi You and said admiringly, "Master Uncle, how did you know that? Did you figure it out? That's amazing!"
Qi You spread his hands and said, "I saw it."
His master's wife had taken at least ten sets of his master's clothes and the incense he'd brewed. Like a kidnapper, she had abducted him with lightning speed. How could they possibly let him go in just three days? Ten days at least.
Duan Anluo fastened his seat belt, looked at Si Cang's expressionless face with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "Oh, it seems like they are eloping, this speed, wow~"
Si Cang: "How can anyone run slowly when eloping?"
This time Duan Anluo was speechless. Si Cang was not easy to tease now because he was evolving too fast.
As soon as they left, Mu Qingzhuo arrived. Qi You said regretfully, "If you had come five minutes earlier, you would have seen him."
"It's okay, I'll sleep for a while and then leave." Mu Qingzhuo opened his room and lay on the bed. His tired body relaxed all of a sudden. Even if Duan Anluo was not there, his presence could make him feel at ease.
Qi You drew a talisman and slapped it on Mu Qingzhuo's forehead. "I just learned this calming talisman. It's ten yuan a piece. Do you want to buy it?"
Mu Qingzhuo's eyelids twitched. "Get lost! Don't let me kick you when I'm happy."
Qi You: “…”
Alas, as the big brother, he has no vision at all.
Duan Anluo stayed at Si Cang's place for one night and returned to Duan's house on the weekend afternoon. Originally, Lin Wanqiu wanted to send someone to pick up Duan Anluo, but Si Cang directly sent Duan Anluo over.
Duan Duohai and Duan Anlang were both in the company, and only Lin Wanqiu was at home.
Lin Wanqiu looked at Duan Anluo's face, looking left and right, and said happily: "You look much better, you've finally gained some weight."
Duan Anluo comforted her: "Don't worry, I can eat enough outside."
Seeing Si Cang's car drive away, Lin Wanqiu's face froze, and she said with a complicated look: "Next time, invite your friends to your house for dinner. Last time, they were in such a hurry that they left before they could even say a few words."
"Okay, maybe there will be a chance." Duan Anluo didn't know that Lin Wanqiu had misunderstood him. He said that whatever his mother said was right and he would agree to whatever she said. As for when there would be a chance, he didn't know.
The Lin family held this family gathering in a hotel.
The Lin family is in the cosmetics business and has considerable assets, but compared to the Duan family, it is still far behind.
As soon as Lin Wanqiu and Duan Anluo got out of the car, people from the Lin family came to greet them. Leading the group was Lin Guangyuan, who was not tall, had a round face, and small eyes. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits, making him look very smooth.
Standing half a body length behind him was his newly found son, Tang Zhengxu, now renamed Lin Zhengxu.
The young man is tall, has long legs, three-dimensional facial features, and looks very heroic. He looks like his mother.
"My aunt is here. My uncle is really a handsome man. He is getting more and more handsome. Hahaha..."
Duan Anluo looked at the man who was about the same age as Duan Duohai and enthusiastically called him "uncle", and pressed the corners of his mouth down.
This person was the one he saw in the picture. Today was not only Lin Zhengxu's family reunion party, but there would also be another person who looked exactly like Lin Guangyuan. He began to look forward to it.
"Let me introduce you. This is my son Zhengxu. Call him aunt. This is your uncle." When Lin Guangyuan introduced them, his tone was full of affection, and you couldn't tell at all that they were not related very closely.
In fact, if it were an ordinary family, this kind of relationship would only be seen once during the holidays when Lin Wanqiu returned to her parents' home to visit her brother and sister-in-law. The two would say hello and be considered close. But who made the Duan family rich?
Since they were all in business, personal connections were paramount. Sometimes, when a deal couldn't be concluded, knowing that the Lin and Duan families were related, they would give it a bit more consideration. Therefore, during festivals, the Lin family would send gifts. When Lin Guangyuan saw Duan Duohai, who was about his own age, he would call him "Uncle" from a distance.
Lin Wanqiu's ability to bring her son to support the event was something the Lin family, several generations apart from her, were very happy about.
Lin Zhengxu looked at Duan Anluo in shock. Isn’t this the master who told his fortune?
Duan Anluo raised his hand and made a gesture for silence. Lin Zhengxu immediately understood what he meant and politely called for help without mentioning Duan Anluo's fortune-telling.
Duan Anluo had expected to be grilled with all sorts of questions when his relatives met, as so many online said they'd ask about his salary, his grades, and even try to pressure him into marriage. But the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious. No one asked anything; everyone was praising him, even trying to find something to say.
Facts have proved that as long as your parents are capable and protect you, your relatives will not dare to tell you what to do, and they will even treat you like a grandfather.
Lin Wanqiu was surrounded by everyone, who praised her youthful appearance and good temperament. How come she didn't seem to age as the years passed?
She was praised for the harmonious relationship between her and her husband, her eldest son becoming more and more capable, and her youngest son becoming more and more handsome. It was obvious that they all took after her.
As for the fact that Duan Anluo was kicked out of the house, no one mentioned it.
Lin Wanqiu's eyes curved in a smile, and she seemed to particularly enjoy hearing such compliments. Duan Anluo suppressed his laughter and retreated to a deserted corner to eat some cakes.
Lin Zhengxu finally had time to talk to him. He ran to the corner and asked quietly, "Um, Grandpa, you really are my grandpa. How did you know that?"
Duan Anluo patted the seat beside him and said, "Sit down. There's another scene coming up soon."
"Ah?" Lin Zhengxu didn't understand. This uncle was talking in a mysterious way and only spoke half of his words. Is this the style of all masters?
Duan Anluo asked, "If someone looks exactly like your father and says he is your father's son, what would you think?"
When Lin Zhengxu thought of that scene, he blurted out: "Fuck!"
Duan Anluo wiped his hands slowly and said, "Don't look at the grass, I'm coming."
At this moment, a loud noise was heard outside, followed by a cry of surprise, "How is this possible? This is too similar!"
"Who is this? He looks like Mr. Lin!"
"Not similar, they are exactly the same! Just a little younger."
"They look so alike, even the mole on their chin is exactly the same!"
…
At this time, a young man who looked just like Lin Guangyuan came into the crowd. Lin Guangyuan was stunned. "Who are you?"
When the man saw Lin Guangyuan, he knelt down crying, "Dad! I am your biological son too!"
Lin Guangyuan said in shock: "Impossible! I only have one son! I just found him, I did a test, and there's nothing wrong!"
Lin Zhengxu was even more stupid. He pulled Duan Anluo's arm and said, "No, he, he is my father's biological son. Then who gave birth to me?"
Duan Anluo pushed his hand away, "Anyway, it's not my child. You're older than me."
Lin Zhengxu smiled bitterly, "Uncle, stop joking now."
Lin Guangyuan's wife had been in poor health to begin with. After her son was found, she finally felt revived and recovered a lot. However, when she saw this man who looked exactly like her husband and was about the same age as her son, her face turned pale and she covered her chest, obviously shocked.
When Lin Zhengxu saw this, he quickly ran over and said, "Mom, don't get excited. Listen to what my dad has to say first."
Lin Guangyuan slapped his thigh anxiously, "What am I talking about! I don't know him!"
When the visitor saw that Lin Guangyuan didn't recognize him, he asked aggrievedly, "Have you forgotten? Twenty-four years ago, that hotel."
"What hotel?" Lin Guangyuan was speechless. "I really didn't betray my family. I swear, I don't know your mother!"
Mrs. Lin knew her husband's character. Although he was smooth and thick-skinned, he was very responsible to his family.
She'd been in poor health for years, and she hadn't had any more children, but her husband had never complained. She wouldn't believe him if he'd adopted a child. If he had, why didn't he bring the child home? Her family had no backing, so if they divorced her, she wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.
But this child looks so much like her husband, even their own son doesn't look this much like him. Even if they had plastic surgery based on Lin Guangyuan's template, they couldn't achieve such a look.
Duan Anluo walked slowly behind the man, a faint smile on his face, "Young man, what's your name?"
The man looked at Duan Anluo and cursed in his heart: Why don't you give him a face like this?!
He said loudly: "My name is Lin Song."
Duan Anluo shook his head. "That's not right. The last time I saw you, your name was Zhang Wang."
Lin Song was stunned. What did he mean by "Zhangwang" or "Beiwang"? He had never met this person before.
Duan Anluo said confidently: "This man is called Zhang Wang. He knows how to put on makeup. I've seen him before."
Lin Guangyuan said excitedly: "I told you it has nothing to do with me, right? Honey, don't be angry, calm down quickly, your heart can't take it."
Just as Zhang Wang was about to quibble, Duan Anluo's hands were already on his shoulders, and an invisible force gripped his neck, tightening it instantly.
Duan Anluo said with a smile: "He often disguises himself as someone else and claims to be his father everywhere. Last time, he even claimed my colleague as his father just to extort money."
After Duan Anluo finished speaking, he pressed down Lin Song's head, grabbed a hand cloth and rubbed it hard on Lin Song's face. He took the opportunity to snap his fingers and use his spiritual power to shatter the disguise on his face. The crisp sound of the mirror breaking could be faintly heard.
When Lin Song raised his head again, he found that his face had changed. His skin was dark, he had rosacea, and it was a strange face that was several times uglier than the one just now.
Everyone present gasped in surprise. It was actually makeup! Today's makeup technology is so scary!
Lin Song was already panicking. He wanted to speak, but the chain around his neck was tightened again. He could only stare at Duan Anluo: Who are you?
Duan Anluo lowered his voice and said sincerely, "Tell me who made you like this, and I'll give you 250 yuan."
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