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Jiang Luo grabbed him and said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense! You are the tree of destiny. Heaven will not let you perish so easily."

Qingyi thought very clearly: "Life and death are determined by fate. Whether you accept it or not, you will eventually perish. Instead of being caught off guard before death, it is better to arrange everything while you are alive. You know, I only have one life tree left. If you don't accept this position as the master of the temple, I don't know where to find someone for a while. Since you have accepted my eldest disciple as the founding disciple, why not accept these little ones as well!"

Jiang Luo: ...

I am a ghost cultivator, not all living people can cultivate the way of ghosts.

Jiang Luo thought for a moment and said, "Master, I can take care of these children for you. But I can only accept Lai Cai as my disciple. It is very troublesome for ordinary people to practice my way, and it may also affect their lifespan. This way does not depend on talent or ability, but only on opportunity."

Laicai was born with the ability to see ghosts and spirits. He knows everything about the yin and yang worlds, making him the most suitable person for practicing the ghost way.

Qingyi didn't expect that he could accept all the children as his disciples. It would be great if he could accept one, Laicai.

However, Jiang Luo still had an opinion and said, "Since Laicai is my apprentice, I have to change his name. You named such a good child Laicai, which is really... ugly!"

Qing Yi said: "What do you know? A cheap name is easy to live with! He is lucky to be with you, so if you want to change it, just change it! You are blessed, but I am unlucky, so I can't deserve a nice name."

Jiang Luo thought to himself what a fallacy this was, it was just a name, why was there so much fuss about it!

So he thought for a moment and said, "Let's call him Lai Ye from now on! Um... last name is Mu, so Mu Lai Ye."

Qingyi disagreed: "Why is the surname Mu? Shouldn't it be Jiang?"

Jiang Luo said: "Mu means wood. Let him remember that his roots are from old wood like you."

Qingyi was a little surprised and said with emotion: "There is no need to remember an old man like me. As long as they can live a good life, I will die without regrets."

Yuan Haokun and Lin Shishuang, who had finally finished eating the offerings, came over. Yuan Haokun asked, "I heard that you accepted a little apprentice, Boss? Can we meet him?"

Jiang Luo pointed to the small room and said, "The child is already asleep, let's go tomorrow! Why are you two here? Don't you have to go to class?"

Yuan Haokun and Lin Shishuang: "Please ask for leave!"

Jiang Luo: ...

He felt that he had been running around outside every day and had really led these two astray.

Jiang Luo said: "The clues are broken again. Tomorrow you will accompany me to look around again and see if we can find other clues. This matter is more difficult and more troublesome than the previous ones."

Yuan Haokun nodded: "It's okay, boss. No matter what troubles arise, the two of us will be with you!"

No one spoke that night, and the few of them squeezed into a small bedroom for the night.

The next morning, Jiang Luo and his friends were awakened by bursts of construction sounds. As soon as they went out, they saw that the construction team had already started working.

Seeing that he had woken up, Han Muqing brought a construction drawing to him for review: "Young Master Jiang, look at this. This is the construction drawing we drew, and the focus is on repairs for the purpose of protection. These ancient buildings in front are hundreds of years old, and we will definitely not touch them. But there are many leaks on the roofs and walls, and we will use antique materials to carefully repair them. Some pavilions and towers will be built in the front yard to imitate Suzhou gardens, and a large five-story hall will be built in the back yard. Two cross-courtyards will be built on both sides for everyone in the temple to live in. As for the other courtyards, our suggestion is to build them on the west side further back. After all, there are differences between men and women, and it is best for them not to live in the same courtyard. But a small door will be opened for them, which can also facilitate the children's travel."

Jiang Luo took the design drawing and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Well, it's very well thought out. I also have a small suggestion. We can set up a private garden in the area connected to their small courtyard and plant the flowers, plants and trees they want to plant."

In fact, what he meant was to plant Qingyi's life tree. Although the one hundred life trees were almost all dead, there were still a few alive. As long as they planted them carefully, they could at least extend Qingyi's life span. If possible, it would be better!

Han Muqing replied, "Okay, this is easy. I'll ask the gardeners to plan it out. By the way, Mr. Jiang, will the boy named Chuchu come over yesterday? I want to see his weasel."

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Oh, you mean Chuchu! He has something to do today and can't come. But his grandmother will come, and she should bring the little weasel with her."

Han Muqing nodded: "Really? Then I would like to take a look."

Jiang Luo asked Taoist Qingyi to call Grandma Lu over, saying that they were going to build a new house for the children and asked them to choose the style of the house.

Grandma Lu was very happy. She had never lived in a new house in her life. To be exact, she had never lived in her own house and had always rented a house.

In her early years, she offended the local blacks in the Northeast and fled to the south with her luggage overnight. In fact, the luggage only contained a weasel that had just become a spirit.

At the beginning, she hid in a mountain village and was so poor that she couldn't even feed a weasel. If she didn't have some real skills, she would probably have to sell Chuchu's skin.

Grandma Lu was holding Chuchu in her arms. Chuchu was still wearing small clothes and had a collar made of blue turquoise and old silver bells around her neck. Every time she turned her head, the collar made a series of tinkling sounds.

Han Muqing's eyes lit up when she saw Chuchu. She immediately stepped forward and picked up the little girl, and asked, "Are you Chuchu's grandmother? Where did Chuchu go?"

Grandma Lu pointed at the weasel in his arms and said, "Isn't this..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Luo stepped forward and interrupted, "Isn't this the weasel that Chuchu raised? It's quite strange to say that Chuchu even named it Little Chuchu. Grandma Lu, is Chuchu away from home?"

Jiang Luo winked at Grandma Lu, who was an old hand, and understood immediately. She said, "Yes, yes, Chuchu went out for something, and I don't know when he will be back. Before he left, he gave me his little Chuchu. You see, I have to hold him wherever I go. He is so clingy!"

Han Muqing chuckled, "It's really cute. No wonder Chuchu always asks me about my opinion on weasels. It turns out he likes weasels! But this one doesn't have any smell! It even smells good."

Grandma Lu said, "How could he smell? He has mysophobia and takes a bath every day. In summer, he takes a bath more than three times a day! I said that's enough, the hair has been washed off, but he just doesn't..."

Jiang Luo winked at Grandma Lu again. Grandma Lu cleared her throat and said cheerfully, "Oh, just kidding, just kidding. I was the one who washed him."

Han Muqing didn't really care. He just picked up little Chuchu and stroked his fur curiously, saying, "Why is your fur creamy gold? It's like a layer of sunshine. The one I met when I was a child had a white belly and brown fur on the back. It looked very cute. You are prettier than him, but he is a little cuter. Uh... are you a boy?"

After hearing what Han Muqing said, Chu Chu tucked her tail between her legs, thinking to herself, please stop looking around, this is someone else's privacy!

Grandma Lu pulled Jiang Luo aside and asked, "What's going on? Who is this handsome young man? How does he know our Chuchu?"

Jiang Luo lowered his voice and answered, "He is the male human that Chuchu likes."

Grandma Lu had a gossipy look on her face. She first peeked in, then pried open the door frame to peek inside. After staring for a long time, she said, "Oh wow, this kid is good. No wonder I've been thinking about him for so many years. The young man in the photo is so handsome! Wow, no wonder he was willing to take out his inner elixir to practice magic tools. It's worth it!"

The more Jiang Luo listened, the more he felt that something was wrong with Grandma Lu. Could it be that she was also a person who cared about appearances?

Come to think of it, Master Qingyi is not bad looking. Although he is a little old, he is still a good-looking handsome old man for his age.