Xie Xihe had already pushed another piece of paper over and said, "I'm talking about your apprentice's birth date."
The old man exclaimed "Ah" and reacted, but this time he hesitated slightly. After looking at Xie Xihe, he wrote down a new birth date on the paper.
Bingzi year, Wuxu month, Jiawu day, Gengwu hour.
Xie Xihe stared at this birth chart for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked. Finally, he remembered it.
His expressionless face went numb as he said, "I figured it out."
The old man's eyes suddenly widened: "Is this true?!"
His own disciple knew that he was born with bad luck and a complicated fate. A few years ago, he even asked the chiefs and elders of the Brahma tribe to look at his face together, but the final result was that they could not see anything.
Some people whose cultivation was not good enough even suffered backlash and suffered serious injuries.
This is also the reason why he dared to write out the birth date and eight characters of his own apprentice - that kid is already the worst of the worst. If someone wants to use the birth date and eight characters to deal with him, it means that he is simply tired of living and is looking for death.
But at this time, the little girl who looked quite abnormal said that she had figured it out.
Could it be that her fortune-telling ability is even better than those old guys from the Brahma tribe?
The old man straightened his expression and said, "Tell me about it."
Xie Xihe didn't answer immediately. Instead, he found the payment QR code on his phone, tapped the desktop and said, "Pay 100,000 first."
Old man: "...Didn't you say fortune telling is free?"
Xie Xihe said seriously: "You are different from them."
The old man: “…”
Should he feel honored or sad?
Although he felt a little unbalanced, curiosity eventually took over. He rummaged around and finally produced a bank card from nowhere. He said, "This is the card my apprentice gave me. Money is deposited into it regularly every month. I don't know how much, but it should be more than 100,000. Tell me."
Xie Xihe looked at the bank card that looked the same as the one in his pocket and smiled.
He grabbed the bank card and stuffed it into his pocket, then said, "Your apprentice's surname is Sheng, his name is Shi Jing, he's 24 years old, and he's from Kyoto."
With every word she said, the old man's eyes widened, and he rubbed his hands with excitement. When she suddenly paused at the key point, he immediately became anxious: "And then, and then, when will I be able to become the Grand Master?"
Xie Xihe: "I already have."
Old man: “???”
Old man: “!!!”
Xie Xihe stretched out his hand, and immediately lifted the little life onto the table. He raised his chin slightly and said, "Call me Master."
Xiao Ming raised his head from the walnut, looked at the old man with a bit of disdain, and said reluctantly: "Master."
Old man: “!!!”
Sheng Yunzhou was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He looked the old man up and down before he finally reacted.
With one quick step, he rushed in front of the old man, grabbed his arm tightly, and said with tears in his eyes, "Mr. Duan! So you are Mr. Duan!"
Duan Lao was in a state of panic: "You...you are..."
"I'm Xiaozhou! I'm your direct disciple-nephew! Didn't my uncle mention me to you?"
Mr. Duan: “I mentioned it, I mentioned it…”
Sheng Yunzhou had an "I knew it" look on his face. While chatting with the other person eagerly, he pulled the person to sit on a stool nearby, pinching his shoulders and back, being extremely servile.
Then he said, "Old Duan, I heard from my uncle that you are a master of ancient martial arts, the kind who is invincible. Look at me and see if I have the talent to practice ancient martial arts?"
"You don't know, I've admired ancient martial arts masters like you since I was a child, and I've always wanted to become one. But my uncle said that practicing martial arts is too hard, and he couldn't bear to let me go through this hardship, so he never agreed."
"But I know how difficult it is for my uncle, and I want to help him, too. You see..."
Otherwise, could you just pass on to me some of your skills for another 10 or 20 years so that I can better assist my uncle?
Sheng Yunzhou wanted to say this, but before he could finish his words, Mr. Duan, who had been in a daze, suddenly stood up and grabbed the life on the table into his arms.
He pressed his hands on Xiaoming's hands and feet, nodding his head repeatedly. "You have excellent bones and physique, and are truly a rare talent in martial arts. Little guy, are you really my disciple?"
Xiao Ming looked back at Xie Xihe, and felt relieved when he received her encouraging look. He pointed at the jade pendant on Duan Lao's waist and said, "Give me that, and I'll tell you."
Duan Chengxian had actually already believed it, and the reason he asked was simply to get a definitive answer from the person involved. Therefore, he tore off the jade pendant without hesitation and stuffed it into Xiaoming's hand, reminding him, "This jade pendant carries a murderous aura. Although it won't attack you, you still have to be careful."
Xiao Ming nodded and handed the jade pendant to Xie Xihe: "Here."
Xie Xihe curved his lips and said, "Be good."
Xiaoming's eyes were bent with laughter.
Then he looked towards Elder Duan and said honestly, "I am your disciple, but I am not my father."
He said seriously: "He picked me up."
Xiao Ming pointed at Xie Xihe and said, "If you want to be close to your grand-disciple, you have to ask her for it."
Mr. Duan’s mind was full of questions.
Even though I have lived for more than a hundred years, I still don’t quite understand the situation now, and it took me a while to sort things out.
Finally, I was too lazy to think about it anymore, so I called Sheng Shijing and said, "I just arrived in Kyoto today and came across a fortune-telling stall under the overpass. Now there is a kid who says he is my grand-disciple and asked me to find a little girl to kiss him. Jing, can you explain to me what is going on?"
Sheng Shijing on the other side paused for a few seconds, and finally said, "Give her the phone."
Duan Chengxian didn't know which "ta" he was talking about, so he simply turned on the hands-free mode and said, "I gave it to you. Tell me."
Sheng Shijing's voice was low, but with a hint of indulgence and laughter, he said, "Is it because you've been under the overpass for so long that you've become more and more naughty?"
Xie Xihe coughed lightly and said, "Master is quite cute. I was just joking with him."
Sheng Shijing chuckled softly, "There's still some work to be done, which should be done in three days. This is Master's first time in Kyoto, so you can take care of him for me for a few days."
He specifically reminded: "He doesn't know the way, remember to send someone to follow him when he goes out."
Xie Xihe: "Oh."
Even after the call was hung up, several pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time, and Duan Chengxian still couldn't digest the series of information he had just received: "You...you..."
Xie Xihe put aside his joking expression and greeted him, "Master."
Her ears felt slightly hot, but she remained calm as she spoke, "I'm Xie Xihe, Sheng Shijing's...wife."
Even though he had guessed it, at this moment, when he heard her say it herself, Duan Chengxian's eyes suddenly widened and he turned around three times in excitement: "Good...good boy!"
He was still talking about having a girlfriend half a month ago, and he got her just half a month later.
This speed, this efficiency, is half as good as he was back then!
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