Master, I especially hold grudges!

When Shi Fangyu opened his eyes, he felt energetic and full of spiritual energy, every hair from head to toe was full of vitality.

Although I have been practicing for several hours, my waist is not sore, my legs are not painful, and I feel more comfortable.

There was a knock on the door, Shi Fangyu stretched himself and called the man in.The lower disciples of Yufeng Mansion were holding a jade basin, and a pure white scarf was put on their shoulders.

After cleaning, Shi Fangyu straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror, turned around and asked the disciple, "Where is your Patriarch?"

The disciple bowed his body respectfully, and said calmly: "The Patriarch has instructed, please go to the front hall."

Shi Fangyu nodded, handed him the white towel to wipe his hands, turned around and walked out, and stepped back just as he stepped out of the threshold, "Where's Patriarch Duan?"

"Don't worry, Daoist, Patriarch Duan has another disciple to guide him, and he must be in the front hall by now."

Shi Fangyu frowned. It seemed that this disciple had been waiting outside the door for a while, and only knocked on the door when he heard the noise. Someone must have told him to rest enough.

As for who that person is... Shi Fangyu secretly smiled, and followed the disciple's guidance out of the courtyard.

Walking in the Yufeng mansion, the memories buried in Shi Fangyu gradually recovered, overlapping with the ever-changing images in his mind one by one.Yufeng Mansion has always had a simple and solemn atmosphere, which is completely different from Yufeng's style, but it does not look like the layout of a fairy gate. On the contrary, it looks like a noble family in the ordinary world, revealing meticulousness everywhere.

Although there was not much change in this huge Yufeng Mansion, after all, there were not many things related to him. Shi Fangyu felt more and more boring, and his pace quickened a bit.

The corner is the front hall, when Shi Fangyu stepped into the arch, regardless of the disciples behind him walking straight towards the door, he will step up the stone steps, a cold light flashed in his brow, and he turned to look up at the sky.

The disciple followed him and looked up, only to see white clouds fluttering, the sky was clear and the sun was shining.

Nothing unusual.

"Did the fragrance of flowers fade a lot today?" Shi Fangyu turned to ask the disciple.

"Daozhang, when the wind is strong at night, the fragrance of flowers will be much weaker the next day."

Shi Fangyu nodded with deep brows, raised his sleeves and turned into the front hall.

As soon as he entered, he saw the dark green crown of hair on Shen Wen's head. He coughed slightly, glanced at Duan Heng who was drinking tea by himself, ignored the other burning eyes, Shi Fangyu walked closer, "Patriarch Shen." He saluted.

Shen Wen nodded and motioned him to sit down, and when he sat down, he cut to the chase and asked, "I don't know how Chang can think of a way to save my father?"

Shen Zhen also hurriedly looked up at him, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Duan Heng drinks tea.

"To be honest, your father's situation is really strange. Although I have guessed in my heart, I don't know much, so I can't make a conclusion yet." Shi Fangyu smiled, but Shen Zhen had a strange expression when he heard this.

Shen Wen looked back at Duan Heng, with doubts on his face, but Duan Heng just drank his tea and ignored him at all, he turned his head again, and said bravely: "What does the Taoist priest mean? Can you make it clearer? ?”

Shi Fangyu's smile froze on his face, his whole face collapsed, he turned to look at him sideways, and said quickly: "It's because your Shen family still has something to hide from me, so I can't judge accurately. If you want to save your father, it's best to tell the truth. If you have to make reservations, then we will leave."

As he spoke, he stood up and made a farewell gesture, and Duan Heng on the side also put down his teacup and stood up silently.

Although he didn't speak, his attitude was very clear.

Shi Fangyu blinked secretly at him, but Shen Zhen, who had been paying attention to the two of them, saw him and turned his head angrily.

Duan Heng walked behind Shi Fangyu, the distance between his clothes and robes, and he would not be noticed if he did anything secretly.

Shen Wen was a little anxious, but he still showed hesitation. He also thought that he had slipped up when he mentioned "Uncle Jing" yesterday, and it was normal for Shi Fangyu to have doubts.But this is the secret of the Shen family after all, if you rashly tell it to an outsider, and if he spreads it all over again, the Shen family will stop walking in the six clans of Xianmen.

Shen Wen walked aside, but he was thinking in his heart, unable to make up his mind after repeated struggles.

Shi Fangyu put his hands behind his back, stretched out his fingers from the long sleeves with dark red moiré patterns, and hooked them against the air. After a while, he felt a warm touch. He tightened his hands, and he grabbed the man's palm, Quietly write on it.

"Aheng."

Duan Heng raised his eyes and squeezed his fingers in response.

"Do you feel that Yufeng is a little different today?"

I thought the master was teasing him, but in the end he asked such a question. Duan Heng sighed inaudibly, and grabbed his hand to write.

In fact, the two of them are so close to each other, they can hear the sound in their ears, and they don't need to write strokes in the palm of their hands...

"What does Master mean?" Duan Heng didn't find anything wrong, but Shi Fangyu has always been super perceptive, except that he always failed Shen Zhen, and never missed it.

"Master doesn't know either..." He paused his fingers, remembering the strange feeling that flashed through his mind before he came in, "Anyway, be careful."

After Shi Fangyu finished writing this sentence, he tapped Duan Heng's palm several times, as if he was thinking about something in his heart. Duan Heng could see the worry and solemnity faintly revealed by the master. After thinking about it, he took a step to the right, She cupped her hands and said: "Patriarch Shen has concerns in his heart, and we don't force it, but Shi Fu and I have other things to do, so it's not appropriate to stay longer, so we will leave here."

Shi Fangyu turned his head to look at him suddenly, the two of them had agreed to delay for another day, but now he was in such a hurry, was it because of what he said?

But Shen Wen didn't think so, he thought that Duan Heng was using this to force him to make a quick decision, and the idea of ​​saving his father immediately gained the upper hand, and he quickly reached out to keep him.

"Wait a minute... I'll tell you." He closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then opened them again, and said to Shi Fangyu, "This matter can only be told to you, Patriarch Duan had better avoid it."

Shen Wen thought that the conditions he proposed were beyond reproach, and he also knew that Duan Heng had always been a polite child, so he would not refuse to agree, but he did not expect Shi Fangyu to wave his hand decisively.

"There's no need to avoid him."

Just kidding, what if little Ah Heng picks his eyes and gets angry again?Shi Fangyu rolled his eyes inwardly.

"This..." Shen Wen was stunned, then looked at Duan Heng again, "What does Patriarch Duan think?"

I hope that Duan Heng will not be entangled in this matter.

As a result, Duan Heng said, "Let's watch it together with Shi Fu."

Shen Zhen really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, he jumped up from the chair and stood in front of Shen Wen with contempt on his face.

"Can't we be separated for a while?"

He thought that the two said they wanted to listen together because they didn't want to be separated and stuck together.Shi Fangyu smiled silently, regardless of Shen Wen's sudden blank eyes, and said, "It's better for him to know what I want to know. If it's not possible, don't force it."

Shen Zhen choked for a moment, thought about it, and felt that anyway...Duan Heng might become his second uncle...just...listen to it?

"Father, it's more important whether it's grandfather." Shen Zhen turned around and said seriously.

Shen Wen frowned, wanting to reprimand Shen Zhen not to intervene nonsense, but felt that what he said was all right.

He finally let go, walked to the front and stretched out his hand: "Come with me..."

"Shen Zhen, you come too." He waved to Shen Zhen again.

The author has something to say:

For some reason, the stupid author suddenly felt that falling in love was better than asking for help.

When you fall in love, you get tired of crookedness, thinking about how to stay together for the rest of your life.

It's a normal thing to be a brother, to be more generous, and to be brothers, even if the two places are separated.

May all lovers in the world worship their masters.

Master and Ah Heng don't count.