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Chapter 3 Yu Shan

"You fart, dare to take her to the Xu family secretly. I, Qi Laoba, are old, but my calculations are still very accurate." Qi Tieu was furious. Although his granddaughter learned his skills, Qi Baye never thought of letting her enter the game. She could get in touch with Qimen Baye, but she could not fight. This was the rule he set.

Little did he know that Qi Lechuan's grandfather's grandfather's rebirth was a native of the masters. It was not until her generation that she was whitewashed. She had been exposed to these things since she was a child, not to mention that she is now reborn in the Nine Gates. Her abilities are more than the surface.

"This is what the Buddha means. No one in the Nine Gates can stay out of trouble. This child will follow me in the future."

"You..." Qi Tiezui sighed. He was already in the twilight years. He looked at Zhang Rishan again, and his appearance was still the same. After thinking for a long time, he stood up and bowed to Zhang Rishan.

Zhang Rishan reached out to help him, "Master Ba, what are you doing?"

"Adminton Zhang, you can bear it. I, Qi Tiezui, have this grandson left. I will protect me well. I have calculated that she will definitely survive for a hundred years." Qi Tiezui insisted on saluting, entrusting this granddaughter to Zhang Rishan for care.

Zhang Rishan opened his mouth but said nothing.

People in the world pursue eternal life, but do not know that eternal life is the most painful. Watching the people around you grow old one by one is the greatest torture, but the Zhang family lives in the world with a mission.

Qi Lechuan seemed to be playing aside in a daze, but his heart was like a mirror. When Yu Guang saw the struggle in Zhang Rishan's eyes, he felt a little sad. Baisuishan might not be happy to live like this.

What would be the reason for supporting him to survive?

In the evening, when he returned to the old house of Qi family, Qi Tiezui burned incense to his ancestors. He stood in front of the hall for a long time. He was wearing a burgundy coat with a faint blue scarf hanging around his neck, and his clear eyes were a little turbid.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, he spoke lightly, "Have you been memorizing it?"

Qi Lechuan folded his hands together with devout hands, bowed to his ancestor three times before he began to recite honestly, "Yin and Yang are the way of heaven and earth, the principles of all things, the parents of change, the beginning of life and death, and the palace of gods..."

It was not until she finished caring that Qi Tiezui let her sit down.

Pour a cup of hot tea, and the water vapor rose, and I couldn't see the expression of Master Qi Ba's expression clearly.

"Did you go to the Xu family's mansion today?"

Qi Lechuan pursed his lips and placed the bracelet wrapped in black cloth on the table. She knew that in addition to the Buddha's acquiescence, perhaps the acquiescence of her grandfather.

They understood that one day Qi Lechuan would become the last successor of the Qi family, and she would always take on this great task.

"Grandpa, this thing is stained with yin energy. A fourth grandpa is afraid that it will not be able to get the things under Yushan." She was a little worried. Although this Chenpi A Si was the most ruthless, she was only very nice to her, so she was willing to get close to her.

Qi Tiezui put on glasses and saw the bracelet clearly. His fingertips trembled slightly, and then he calmly put the bracelet into his pocket, smiling kindly, "Xiao Lechuan, grandpa will discuss this with Lord Buddha."

After saying that, he took out another book of Yin and Yang Feng Shui, "I will check you in three days."

Qi Lechuan rolled his eyes, grabbed the book and grabbed it casually, "Do you think I am a three-year-old?" So easy to pass?

"Nonsense, I think you are a five-year-old."

Qi Tiezui raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and his tone was soft, "Xiao Lechuan, grandpa has calculated a fortune for you. I know you have the ability, but this little grandpa Yushan can still solve it. Can you grow up first and then share your worries?"

Qi Lechuan raised his eyes and looked at him, and he calculated... a hexagram?

Then Mr. Qi Ba should have known that his granddaughter died when he was born.

So, he always knew that she was not the real Qi Lechuan, but he treated her as his granddaughter.

Qi Lechuan felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed into his heart, an indescribable feeling, both astringent and painful.

She finally nodded in agreement and did not participate in all tomb robbery activities in Yushan.

Qi Tiezui nodded with satisfaction, just let the boy be obedient, but it doesn’t matter what method he uses.

The next morning, he went to the Buddha's mansion.

Zhang Qishan was reading the morning newspaper.

"Oh my Lord Buddha, the things under Yushan are very bad, you can't let Chenpi do anything." The Eighth Lord arrived before the voice of the person.

Zhang Qishan didn't even raise his eyelids, and he was still flipping through the newspapers. He was as stable as Mount Tai, and his aura was natural, still the same as before.

"What are you looking at so seriously?" He leaned over and wanted to see the title in the newspaper.

Zhang Qishan glanced at the face that came over, then put down the newspaper, hesitated a little, "I thought Lao Ba was here to settle the score with me today."

Qi Tiezui began to pretend to be confused, "What is the calculation? I am not qualified to settle accounts with Lord Buddha. Lord Buddha is far-sighted, and there is a reason for Lord Buddha in this matter."

"Okay, just be able to understand. What is under Yushan? Is there something wrong with you?"

"You see this first." He took out the bracelet like a trick,

Zhang Qishan frowned, "After working with me for so many years, can you just talk about the key points?"

"Hey, I can't just talk about the key points this time. You have to listen to the origin of this bracelet, it's very important."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"This is called a jade-faced bracelet. The jade color is not pure and blood-tight. It is a utensil for nourishing souls. I am afraid that it is not a tomb of princes and nobles under the mountain. Maybe it is my colleague, and he is a person with a bad mind. Tsk, look, the soul has been raised, and he is also a madman who pursues the art of immortality." He said in the end.

"What do you mean is that there may be rice dumplings under Yushan?" Zhang Qishan stood up, wearing a military uniform with a different aura.

Qi Tiezui nodded and thoughtfully, "Maybe more terrifying than Zongzi."

"How many days have the tangerine peel been left?"

"It's been two days since the informant has been squatting there, and the tangerine peel has not come out. I'm afraid I'll meet something amazing below."

Zhang Qishan nodded and walked out, "Let's go to the Liyuan and discuss it with Erye."

Qi Tiezui quickly followed.

After a while, the two of them came to a teahouse, which was Erye’s pear garden, and Erye’s opera fans would come here to listen to the opera.

When the two servants at the door saw the visitor, they immediately greeted him, "Master Buddha, Eighth Master, please come inside."

Qi Tie's mouth was much more steady, and he heard the lively voice inside, saying, "This second master has already opened his voice, and the opera style is still the same."

Zhang Qishan said "yes" and gave him a reaction.

The two of them sat in the front row. The second master on the stage saw the two and just glanced at them with his own eyes.

"Master Buddha, look, that child who swept the courtyard." Qi Tiezui reached out to cover his mouth and said in a low voice.

Zhang Qishan's eyes moved.
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