"Young Master, Master Ren is invited."

"Master Ren?"

Meng Haoran put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the servant of the Ren family.

"Mr. Meng, our master asked the master to come to the mansion and talk to you, saying that he had something to do."

"Since Uncle Ren has something to come to me, I'll go there."

Meng Haoran nodded: "You go back and report first, I will change my clothes and go there."

"good."

The servant replied respectfully and left.

After changing his clothes, Meng Haoran set out to the Ren family.

The Ren family can be said to be the largest family in Renjia Town. Although the business has been getting worse and worse over the past 20 years and has lost a lot of money, the company's foundation is still extremely rich.

The relationship between Meng and Ren is also very good. The two families often interact and communicate with each other.

However, after Meng Haoran's father was killed by a ghost, the relationship between the two families was much less.

Although he had less contact, he still had a deep connection with the Ren family. After all, he had a marriage contract with the eldest lady of the Ren family, which is the legendary marriage.

Come to Ren's house.

The Ren family is also quite grand, after all, they are a big squire family.

"Nephew, come in quickly."

"Uncle Ren."

Ren Fa welcomed Meng Haoran into the huge living room.

The two sat on the sofa.

Ren Fa poured a cup of tea to Meng Haoran: "I said Haoran, uncle, I have to talk about you. What have you been busy with in the past three years? Is it because I sent Tingting to the provincial capital to study? Because you are annoyed by me, you have not been to my uncle's house for three years?"

"Uncle Ren, how can it be?"

Meng Haoran shook his head quickly: "You know that my parents were killed by ghosts, so for the past three years, I have been with my master to study Taoism hard, and I don't even care about the business at home. I didn't mean to not come to visit Uncle Ren on purpose."

Ren Fa frowned: "I heard that you have become a master of Uncle Jiu of Yizhuang and become a Taoist priest and a virtuous nephew. Can you, Taoist priest, have a wife and have children?"

"Can……"

Meng Haoran thought for a while and coughed lightly, "The Maoshan Taoist priests of our generation have no rules and regulations."

"That's good, that's good." Ren Fa smiled and took a sip of tea.

Meng Haoran was a little embarrassed and said, "Uncle, what's the matter if you say you have something serious about me?"

"Oh, it's about my father's coffin and relocating it."

Ren Fa said: "The Feng Shui Master said that he had to be rebuilt twenty years later, so that it would be beneficial to our Ren family. I couldn't find the Feng Shui Master for a while, and I knew that my nephew had been a Taoist priest for three years. I wanted to ask if my nephew had any knowledge of Feng Shui?"

"Uncle Ren, it is not a trivial matter to get a coffin and move it into a funeral. I'm afraid this matter won't work. I have to let my master come."

The burial of a coffin involves Feng Shui. If Feng Shui is not done well, it will lead to a good place turning into a bad place, affecting future generations and causing great disasters.

Although he has read many books about Feng Shui terrain and is not completely unaware of Feng Shui, he is just talking about it on paper now, and he dare not do anything randomly with insufficient experience.

Ren Fa nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then please ask your nephew to invite Uncle Jiu for me, and invite Uncle Jiu to the Western Teahouse tomorrow morning to have a talk."

"Okay, I will tell the master." Meng Haoran nodded.

Ren Fa said: "Well, I'll tell you this time, and I have another thing to tell you."

Meng Haoran: "Uncle Ren, please tell me."

Ren Fa smiled: "Tingting is back, she is in the backyard. That little girl misses you so much. You can go and see her quickly."

Meng Haoran's face was embarrassed, and with Ren's strange smile, he stood up and said, "Then, Uncle Ren, I'll go and see Tingting first."

After saying goodbye to Ren Fa, Meng Haoran went straight to the backyard.

In the flowerbed, a girl in a white dress was trimming the vegetation.

"It's really a girl who has changed so much. She hasn't seen her for three years and she's already so graceful."

Meng Haoran sighed a little, and when he walked forward, he didn't rush to say hello, he stood behind the girl and looked at her quietly.

After a while, Ren Tingting finally realized something was wrong and slowly turned her head.

"Brother Meng, what did you come from?" Ren Tingting said in surprise.

"I've been here for a while. Seeing that you are so focused, I don't have the nerve to bother you." Meng Haoran smiled.

After Ren Tingting was surprised, her little face turned slightly red and she pulled Meng Haoran to the small pavilion in the yard.

"Brother Meng, this is the black tea I brought back from the provincial capital..."

Meng Haoran and Ren Tingting were drinking tea and chatting in the pavilion. After a while, a trace of strangeness that had not been seen in the past three years disappeared.

After chatting for about an hour, Meng Haoran saw a hint of sleepiness between Ren Tingting's eyebrows, so he stopped chatting.

After sending Ren Tingting back to the room for rest, Meng Haoran left the Ren family.

"Mr. Meng."

"Hello, Mr. Meng."

The vendors and servants on both sides of the street greeted Meng Haoran one by one with a smile.

Meng Haoran nodded and responded, bought a lot of things, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, put the things on the back seat of the bicycle, and headed towards the Yizhuang.

Come to the charity village.

"Senior brother, you are here."

Wencai opened the goalkeeper Meng Haoran and welcomed him in.

Uncle Jiu and a middle-aged Taoist priest with eyes walked out of the house.

This middle-aged Taoist priest with eyes is the junior brother of Uncle Jiu and Meng Haoran's uncle. Perhaps because he has always had eyes, he is called Taoist priest Simu.

Uncle Jiu looked at a lot of things in Meng Haoran's hand.

"Why are you bringing a lot of things here? You guys are wasting money."

Uncle Jiu complained, but there was an unconcealable pride between his eyebrows.

"Hmph, senior brother, just have fun secretly."

Taoist Simu said angrily: "There is a disciple who is so filial to you. If Jiale wants to be half filial to Haoran, I will be satisfied."

Handing the thing to Wencai, Meng Haoran came over: "Master, Master Simu Master."

Taoist Simu smiled and said, "Okay, I haven't seen you for a while, and you have grown taller again."

The three of them entered the room and sat down around the table.

Uncle Jiu looked at Meng Haoran, his face suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Haoran, your realm..."

Taoist Master Simu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Meng Haoran, and was also shocked: "Good boy, I can't see through you by using Maoshan Qiguan Method!"

Taoist Simu only practiced Maoshan Qi training method to the second level, one level lower than Uncle Jiu and Meng Haoran now.

"You have practiced the Qi training method to the third level?" Uncle Jiu asked in disbelief.

"What?" Taoist Simu looked at Meng Haoran in disbelief when he heard Uncle Jiu's words: "Third level?! Good boy, how did you do it?"

"After the master passed the cultivation method to me, I started practicing when I went back. I don't know what happened. I practiced smoothly and came back to my senses and practiced to the third level."

Meng Haoran told the reasons he made up in advance. Although he trusted his master very much, he decided to rot in his stomach about the black jade. After all, once this thing is leaked, he may not have any peace.

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu looked at each other.

"Are you God's son?" Taoist Simu said in shock.

"It's incredible!"
Chapter completed!