Bar Refining Practice Manual

"What's wrong?" Zhang Fangqing looked at Cheng Ran who was standing at the door in surprise, "Are you feeling unwell?" The little star is really delicate.

"No." Cheng Ran withdrew his thoughts and nodded to Zhang Fangqing, "Let's go in."

"Okay, here." Zhang Fangqing let Cheng Ran in. Although the Duan family is also in the villa area, it is more popular than Cheng Ran's house at the foot of the mountain.

Cheng Ran followed Zhang Fangqing and walked forward. Ginkgo trees were planted on both sides of the road. It was autumn now, and the yellow and orange leaves fluttered in the autumn wind.

"The boss asked him to plant it, saying that the future sister-in-law would like it." Zhang Fangqing explained beside him.

Cheng Ran, who thought the scenery was beautiful: "..." I might have been blind just now.

Walking around the small fountain in the front yard, he immediately saw an old man waiting at the door with a cane. The corners of his eyes and brows were somewhat similar to Duan Linfeng's. Cheng Ran quickly walked forward and called out to grandpa.

"Okay," the old man patted Cheng Ran on the shoulder, "You are Ran Ran." The old man who hadn't seen him for many years suddenly called and said that his apprentice was coming. Grandpa Duan was naturally happy, and he packed up early in the morning and waited. Only Cheng Ran was alone, and he couldn't help but look behind him, "Where's Lao Gao?"

He was naturally asking Gao Moyuan.

"Master said he still has something to do, let me give you this." Cheng Ran gave Grandpa Duan the master's ghostly drawn character.

Duan Lang didn't come to the door in person if he wanted something from others, he must be afraid that he would ask him for the debt he owed decades ago. After two glances, there was something wrong with his expression, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Ran inquiringly.

Cheng Ran was also puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Grandpa Duan put the paper away, "Go inside and talk, it's really cold outside."

Zhang Fangqing took Cheng Ran to the place and went to patrol around. Grandpa Duan led Cheng Ran directly into the study room. The nanny came in and served tea and closed the door. After a while, Grandpa Duan took the paper out of his pocket and looked at it. Cheng Ran, who was sitting across from him, said after a long time, "I heard that Lao Gao has taken in an apprentice for a long time, and I didn't meet him until today."

Cheng Ran smiled politely and said nothing, because he had never heard from his master that he had such an old friend before, and the friendship was very plastic.

"Did you have a problem with your cultivation recently?" Grandpa Duan asked directly.

Cheng Ran didn't know how to speak, Duan Lang's question was undoubtedly telling him that he also knew about cultivation, that Duan Linfeng..., Cheng Ran shook his head, thinking about what he was doing.

After telling everything about the recent events, Cheng Ran looked at the old man who was cleaning his glasses behind the desk, "Master said that you are very accomplished in this area, so let me come to you."

Grandpa Duan wiped the reading glasses clean and put them back into the glasses case, then raised his head and glanced at Cheng Ran, "Your master really said that?"

Cheng Ran nodded: "That's natural."

"Come on." Grandpa Duan didn't believe it at all. "It's harder for him to admit that I'm better than him than for him to pay me back."

Cheng Ran was puzzled: "Master owes you money?"

"It's all small things, small things." Grandpa Duan didn't want to talk about this with the younger generation, so he brought the subject back, "The aura on your body is indeed a little abnormal."

Cheng Ran naturally knew, "I'm going to trouble you."

"Wait a minute," Duan Lang stood up and was about to go out to look for things. He turned back just as he reached the door, took out a booklet from the bookshelf, stuffed it into Cheng Ran's arms, and said with a smile, "The old man is slow in finding things. Look at this old man." kill time."

Cheng Ran thanked him, thinking that Grandpa Duan gave him a book for him to read blindly, but when he lowered his head, he found that what he was holding in his hand turned out to be a photo album, but this is not the point, the point is that the title page of the photo album is a photo of Duan Linfeng, In the photo, Prince Duan was sitting on the boss's chair, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a cold expression, and his eyes looked like a king looking down on the world. He looked very cool and domineering - this is a very tough business photo.

Family album?Cheng Ran continued to scroll back, and then realized that he was thinking too much, because Duan Linfeng was the only one in the whole photo album... and some messy awards, the No. , No. 1 in the high school entrance examination, recommended to B University, gold medal in the National Physics Competition, the best team in the Innovation and Entrepreneurship Competition, the top ten outstanding youths in Beicheng, three-good students, outstanding student cadres, outstanding graduates..., Prince Duan has always been that kind of pissed off person since he was a child. A child of someone else's family who pays for his life.

Cheng Ran looked at the still photo on the title page and pondered. From being an excellent child to growing up, it's no wonder he developed his current temperament.

"Of course," Grandpa Duan opened the door and came in, and found that Cheng Ran was still looking at the photo album, he came up with a smile and asked, "How is it?"

How should I answer this question? Cheng Ran looked at Grandpa Duan expectantly in his eyes, understood the old man's desire to show off his grandson, nodded and said, "Is this your grandson? He is very powerful."

"Strength is secondary." Grandpa Duan was very indifferent, "What do you think of people's looks?"

"..." The old man's pride is really different, Cheng Ran is very cooperative, "Yushu is facing the wind, a good-looking talent, at first glance, it is your grandson."

"How do you know his name is Linfeng?" Grandpa Duan was very surprised.

Cheng Ran: "..." There are not many people in the entire North City, and even the whole country, who don't know his name is Duan Linfeng. Cheng Ran doesn't quite understand where the old man's joy comes from, but it's obviously not over yet. Grandpa Duan flicked through the photo album, "Look, whichever one you like, I'll give you one."

What's going on with this posture of promoting my son? If I were a girl, I could understand it, but I'm also a man, "No...no need." Cheng Ran forcibly changed the subject, "What are you holding in your hand? "

"Oh, this," Grandpa Duan finally remembered the business, put the photo album on the table and opened the box in his hand. Although the box looked old, it was very delicate. When the first floor was opened, there was a... plain small round stone lying in the middle.

Cheng Ran "..."

"How is it?" Grandpa Duan asked.

Cheng Ran: "...very unique."

"It's more than unique." Duan Lang took out the stone, and the small stone was inlaid on a pendant. He took out the red string and hung it on Cheng Ran's neck, then took a step back and sighed, "It's so beautiful."

Cheng Ran looked down at the thing that looked like a pebble wearing a red string on his chest, "..." The old man's aesthetics was indeed different from his own, so he picked up the stone and looked at it, "This is it?"

Grandpa Duan: "This is a secret treasure handed down from our family. It can hide your aura,"

Cheng Ran was embarrassed when he heard that it was a secret treasure handed down from his ancestors, "It's too precious." How can you want someone's treasure with one mouth, it's impossible.

"Is there anything precious?" Duan Lang pressed the hand he was about to take off the pendant, "Put it on, it will be yours sooner or later."

Cheng Ran stopped and looked at Duan Lang in confusion, what does it mean that sooner or later it will be his own?

Duan Lang realized that he might have said something wrong, he quickly waved his hands and said with a smile, "I put this thing here as a decoration, it's better to give it to someone who can use it." He patted Cheng Ran on the shoulder, "Don't worry, give it to your master Keep the account." Grandpa Duan looked at Cheng Ran, feeling extremely sad in his heart, and this account might not come back in the future.

Cheng Ran was still studying the small stone on his chest, when Grandpa Duan suddenly remembered something, "By the way, this stone... the treasure has another function." He demonstrated it to Cheng Ran face to face, picked up the stone and lost a little The spiritual power passed, and then motioned for Cheng Ran to speak.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ran was curious.

I don't know how Duan Lang did it, Little Shitou blinked, and then repeated Cheng Ran's words, "What's wrong?"

This is... a tape recorder?Cheng Ran was a little confused.

"Excellent, this is a new addition by me," Grandpa Duan was very proud. "When you make a contract with it, only you can hear it."

Cheng Ran: "..." Even though he didn't know what it would be useful for, but it seemed miraculous, he followed Grandpa Duan's instructions and pricked his finger to drip blood on it. The small stone shone faintly with a faint light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Duan Lang's eyes flickered, and he told Cheng Ran, "Although there is this, you should not be too careless. Ordinary immortal cultivators may not be able to see it, but it is difficult to guarantee that there are some people with mystical skills or great supernatural powers."

Cheng Ran naturally knew that this was only a solution to the symptoms but not the root cause. The most important thing was to figure out how the abundant aura in his body came from.

After talking about Reiki, Grandpa Duan yawned and felt sleepy.

Cheng Ran thought that the old man might have to take a nap, so he thanked him and prepared to leave, thinking that he would thank him well next time he brought Master over.

"Don't go in a hurry," Grandpa Duan smiled, "There are still some precautions to tell you, but I..." He yawned again while talking.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?" Cheng Ran sincerely suggested, looking at the tears in the corners of Grandpa Duan's eyes.

"Alright," Duan Lang nodded, "Then don't leave, have dinner at home in the afternoon." After speaking, he called the nanny at home, "Take the guests upstairs to rest for a while."

As soon as the nanny left, Grandpa Duan took out his mobile phone and sent a message, "Take him to Linfeng's room."

So when I got home and heard that the old man had taken a nap, Prince Duan, as soon as he walked into his room, he saw someone lying on a recliner on the balcony. The balcony was facing a row of ginkgo trees in the backyard. The rustling sound of blowing leaves, standing inside the house, you can only see the top of the person's head...and the white and delicate forearm hanging outside the lounge chair.

The leaves outside the window fell with the wind, and the sun shines on the balcony through the window. Duan Linfeng was in a trance for a moment. I had seen this kind of scene many years ago. Duan Linfeng's thoughts of hurting the spring and autumn disappeared in an instant.

Fuck!Isn't this the little white lotus?Why is it in this king's room! !