Rebirth of the Genius Charlatan

  Xia Shao was stunned. After a while, he raised his eyebrows.

Hai Ruo's words have been spoken, but there is still a look of embarrassment on his face, but his eyes are quite stubborn, "Master, I know this is sudden, but you have also seen Xiao Yezi's talent... with my cultivation base, It may not take a few years, and there is nothing to teach him. Such a talented child, I really don’t want him to fall into my hands. Taking advantage of his young age, I think... it’s better to find someone to teach him. His good master. Since the sect has cleared the door, few disciples of the benevolent generation have a particularly high level of cultivation and can bring Xiao Yezi into a talent. After thinking about it, it is only you and Shishu Xu... The temperament of Shishu Xu , I’m afraid it’s inappropriate to accept a disciple. I can only come to you."

"I thought about letting Master accept him. But you also know that Xiao Yezi, his Master and I are both Master’s disciples. This child has a lot of affection. After my brother disappeared, even we all know how bad he is. , This child still refused to worship me as a teacher. Later I said that I had a good relationship with my brother. I once said that if the other party is not there one day, I will take care of the next disciple for each other. This kid thought this was really an agreement between his master and me. He followed me to the United States obediently. However, at that time he refused to call me a master. Later, I bluffed him, saying that he did not change his mouth, and I would not teach him how to use magic. No revenge. The kid knelt before his master's portrait for three days before he changed his tongue to worship me as his teacher."

Hai Ruo sighed and looked at Xia Shao, "If his master's hatred is avenged, but my master is still alive. If he is asked to switch to another person, he will never agree. I'm better, at least with His master is of the same generation. If he is asked to worship my master as a teacher, then he and his master will become brothers? He will definitely say that he is in a state of chaos, and he will not agree."

   "Then if he worships me as a teacher, wouldn't he be in a mess?" Xia Shao picked up the teacup, smiled and took a sip.

Hai Ruo smiled bitterly, "This is naturally chaotic. However, I always feel that if it is you, there may be a way to get him to agree. I see, this child is very close to you... Of course, I am also selfish, and follow You, this child has the best future."

   Facing Xia Shao, Hai Ruo always felt it was better to tell the truth. This is a smart and transparent girl, she is nearly forty years old, and in front of her, there is always no difference in age.

  This girl, anyone who knows her achievements, can’t regard her as an ordinary 19-year-old girl.

   Xia Shao heard this, and then smiled and raised her eyes to look at Hai Ruo. Hai Ruo's eyes were sincere. Although a little embarrassed, he looked at her persistently, with some anxiety in his pleading eyes.

   "I like Wen Ye, this kid, but you know this kid's stubbornness, he wouldn't be willing." Xia Shao said.

   "I can persuade him."

  "You know his temperament. Persuasion is useless. Besides, accepting disciples is a big deal, and it's not childish." Xia Shao gave an ambiguous sentence.

  Hairuo was startled. She originally thought that among the disciples of the Profound Clan, Xia Shao was different to Wen Ye, and she thought that even if she did not agree, she would consider it. But at this time, listening to this seems to be a bit embarrassing. Or, it means reluctantly.

Hai Ruo was inevitably disappointed, but she also knew that she was indeed abrupt today, so she smiled apologetically when she was disappointed, "It's all because I was only thinking about Xiao Yezi, but I didn't consider that Uncle Master might be a little embarrassed. However, I still want to ask Master Uncle to reconsider."

  Hairuo finished speaking and nodded to Xia Shao before he got up and left.

  After she left, as soon as the door was closed, Xia Shao held the cup, don't smile deeply.

  ……

  Wen Ye slept for five days before waking up. During this time, Hai Ruo didn't talk about going to Xia Shao and wanted her to accept her as a disciple, and Xia Shao didn't say anything.

  The day Wen Ye woke up, Tang Zongbo, Zhang Zhongxian and Xia Shao went to visit his room together. Hai Ruo looked at Xia Shao directly, but Xia Shao just didn't notice her gaze.

Wen Ye saw that both Tang Zongbo and Zhang Zhongxian were coming, so he got up to say hello, but was blocked by Zhang Zhongxian, "Okay, don't do it as soon as you wake up. You kid, you like to do everything, and it's what you said to break through. Did you just break through? I'm not afraid that your muscles and bones will be ruined!"

  Zhang Zhongxian's volume is not low, seeing Hai Ruo wanting to make him quieter but not daring, so he finally had to look at Wen Ye worriedly. Wen Ye's face was still pale, frowned, and said, "It's better to be a waste than a dead person."

  Zhang Zhongxian suffocated, and Tang Zongbo sighed slightly, "Good boy! Oh, fortunately, it's all right. Lie down and rest. Two days later, Brother Tan will be out for funeral, and you can get out of bed and walk around again."

  Wen Ye was taken aback, although he asked him to get out of bed in two days, he got up that night. This kid has a stubborn temper, no matter how Hai Ruo persuades, he insists on going to the mourning hall.

Although the Zhang family’s disciples had an antagonism with the original Wang family, after clearing the door, the remaining disciples were all their own. They ate and lived together for more than a year, and they all lived in the old Feng Shui hall without looking up. See, how can there be a little fellowship.

  It was night when Wen Ye got up. The mourning hall was arranged at the end of the corridor, and candles were lit at night. The boy was wearing white long-sleeved and capped clothes, walking down the corridor, his steps were light, but he looked heavy inexplicably. He walked into the mourning hall, where Xia Shao, Lu Hua and Yin Ni were all there.

  Yini didn't return to school either. For her, it was because she was taken away and the Xuanmen disciple went to save her, but she died. After getting better these days, she stayed in the mourning hall every day for no shorter time than Lu Hua.

  Wen Ye walked in, did not say hello to the three of them, only took the incense and put it on, then walked to a white futon behind and knelt down.

  Xia Shao looked back at Wen Ye, and saw the boy sitting on his knees, putting the hat on the back of his clothes on his head, lowering his head and making it difficult to see his eyebrows.

  Although his eyebrows cannot be seen clearly, he can see his knee-knee fists clenched tightly, trembling slightly.

  The atmosphere in the mourning hall was quiet, with the crackling sound of candles burning, the rubbing of clothes slightly moving, and even the slightest breathing. Xia Shao glanced at Wen Ye and turned her head away, but just as she turned her head, she heard a click from the back.

  The sound was very subtle, mixed with the sound of candlelight, Lu Hua guarding the spirit, did not hear it. Xia Shao turned his head back again, and saw the boy's head lowered, and the back of his clenched fist was a little gleaming in the yellowish color.

  Xia Shao got up and walked over. When the boy felt her coming, he lowered his head again, and this time he couldn't see his face.

  Xia Shao pretended not to see his embarrassed appearance, and sat down and handed out the tissue. The boy didn't look up, but Xia Shao could still imagine his stubborn face. Sure enough, he raised his arm and rubbed his sleeve violently. Afterwards, he continued to sit with his hands on his knees, but he didn't sit for a while, his shoulders trembled, and there were two more clicks.

  The boy wiped his sleeve again!

  Xia Shao was on the sidelines and could not speak for a long while, when he heard his nasal voice extremely heavy: "My master, even the mourning hall..."

  The voice was not loud, but in the empty hall, people felt heartache.

   Xia Shao lowered her eyes, did not say anything, and after a while, got up and left. He just nodded and smiled slightly when he walked out of the door.

  ……

On the day A Tan went out of the funeral, the disciples wore white clothes to see off. According to A Tan’s eight characters, they chose the funeral home in the capital that best suited him. The ashes were finally carried back by Lu Hua. In the clubhouse, Xia Shao put incense in front of the ashes, and the portrait of the patriarch There were three sacrificial animals, a cup of wine and tea, a cup of tea was placed in front of Xia Shao by Lu Hua, and the ancestor was incense, which was regarded as a ceremony of accepting disciples.

  The disciples of the Profound Sect were all present at the ceremony, and Wen Ye had no reaction when he learned of this. The little guy is in poor health and mood these days, standing next to his master Hai Ruo, head down.

After the    ceremony, Tang Zongbo stated that after returning to Hong Kong, A Tan’s name would be included in the book, and the ashes would be buried in a treasured geomancy place. Before that, we must prepare everything for the descendants of the masters.

   Xia Shao doesn’t need to participate in the rituals for the lowered masters. There are so many people in the mysterious door, so she can manage it, so she doesn't need to bother. However, Xia Shao still asked for leave from the school that day and stayed in the clubhouse.

  The practice was carried out in the clubhouse, and the disciples put on Taoist robes, presided over by Uncle Tang Zong. Early in the morning, the disciples came and went, carrying the ashes of the descending masters to the altar.

  Wen Ye came over wearing a small Taoist robe. He was in good health. Uncle Tang Zong did not allow him to move his vitality until a few years ago. Originally, he did not need to participate in this super ritual. However, Xia Shao said, "All the disciples who participated in the battle of the Fa must participate in this Fa affair. Xiao Yezi killed Tong Mi in the end, and he is no exception. need."

  The words made Tang Zongbo stunned, and the disciples showed a puzzled look.

  Tongmi was beaten to death by Wen Ye in the end, but even if he didn't make a move, Tongmi would not survive in the end! Moreover, when Tong Mi was dying, he didn't even say where Master Wen Ye's bones were. At this time, anyone would have grievances in his heart. Uncle Shi actually let Wen Ye participate in the super-duty matter?

   Isn’t this a bit... unkind?

  Zhang Zhongxian, Qiu Qiqiang, Zhao Gu and others all looked at Xia Shao.

  But Xia Shao turned around and went out as if the matter was so settled.

  While preparing for the ritual in the morning, many disciples walked by Xia Shao and couldn't help but glance at her secretly from the corner of their eyes. Xia Shao’s majesty among the disciples is not a day or two, especially she only defeated Tongmi a few days ago. The disciples are admiring her. Today, she said that although everyone is a little drummer in their hearts, they dare not much. Word.

Among the people who come and go, the one who sees Xia Shao the most is Hai Ruo.

  Hairuo opened her mouth, and looked at Wen Ye with a worried look while looking at Xia Shao. In the past few days, she wanted to ask Xia Shao what her answer to receiving Wen Ye as a disciple several times, but she just laughed and said nothing. Xia Shao's attitude is unclear these days. Although Hai Ruo hopes that she will agree, she also knows that there is no compelling reason for this matter, but she just wants to know an answer, but she doesn't even have an answer.

  Xia Shao did not seem to see Hai Ruo. His eyes fell around the altar and saw several disciples going to carry the Dharma artifacts. Some disciples were responsible for carrying the ashes of the head master. Everyone looked disgusted when they saw the ashes, and no one wanted to touch the dense ashes, and they wanted to spit on them.

   "Don't delay the hour, be quicker. Move those ashes quickly." Xia Shao instructed from the side, and in a blink of an eye he saw Wen Ye coming over with some paper talisman, and said, "Go and help your brothers bring the ashes."

  Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, and the disciples were stunned.

  At this time, the disciples were far away from his ashes because they hated Tongmi, and only the empty space was exposed in front of the ashes of Tongmi.

The disciples opened their eyes and looked at Wen Ye. Zhou Qi said to the side: "Let’s move! Move now!" After saying that, he walked to Tongmi’s ashes, but as soon as he lifted his feet, Xia Shao looked at Wen. Yup.

   "Seeing that Brother Zhou is busy with you, why don't you go to help?"

  Zhou Qi staggered, turned his head with his mouth open, and the disciples also opened their mouths, this time looking at Xia Shao.

  Uncle Master doesn’t know how much feud Wen Ye has with Tong Mi? Let him move the dense ashes? No one believes that Xia Shao will forget this, the only possibility is that she is embarrassing Wen Ye.

  From the moment he was allowed to participate in the ritual, the disciple who was puzzled also saw it. But this makes the disciples very puzzled. The two people don't usually quarrel, are they in a good relationship?

What's going on here?

  "Uncle Master..." Zhou Qi was impatient, and he wanted to ask. In the past two days, everyone has been keeping the spirit and busy with some chores. Did Wen Ye do something to offend the uncle master, and they didn't know?

  If so, please beg. After all, Wen Ye is only thirteen years old, he is not too old, and his temper is a bit stinky, but the uncle Master can’t be angry with him, isn’t he?

  Xia Shao raised his hand to stop Zhou Qi, and looked at Wen Ye.

  Wen Ye lowered his head and clenched his fists. He didn't look at Xia Shao, his eyes were fixed on the dense ashes. In the silent atmosphere, he could hear the rattling of his teeth.

  The disciples were anxious, but they were afraid of Xia Shao's majesty. Although Xia Shao felt too much, but they didn't dare to say anything, they could only go to see Wen Ye.

Everyone knows Wen Ye's temper. Usually this kid is the worst **** and most venomous tongue, and he quarrels with his uncle. How can he be willing to let him move through the ashes of the dense at this moment? Afraid to leave without turning?

  Wen Ye didn't even turn around and left. Regardless of Xia Shao's suggestion to stop, Zhou Qi turned and headed for Tong Mi's ashes.

  In his opinion, Uncle Shi was only nineteen years old. Maybe he didn't know when he was quarreling with Junior Brother Wen. As a result, the eldest had an offensive temper and became stronger with a child. He went to remove the ashes, and then apologized to Uncle Master afterwards.

  But as soon as Zhou Qi started moving, Wen Ye suddenly raised his foot.

  The kid’s feet stretched out, Zhou Qi was striding to the ashes stage, one inadvertently fell over with a thump!

  This fall made the disciples' eyes straight. But seeing Wen Ye's face cold, his whole body was full of pre-storm aura, striding past Zhou Qi, he headed for the dense ashes, hugged him under the eyes of everyone, turned around, and walked towards the altar.

   With a "bang", the boy's attitude was definitely not good, but he put his dense ashes on the altar again.

  Someone sighed in the distance—Hairuo.

  She thought that with Wen Ye's temper, he would throw his ashes, but she didn't expect him to send it to the altar.

  Hairuo looked at Xia Shao with complicated eyes, and saw the corners of Xia Shao’s lips, gently raising them.

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