Ling Ruochen is not an outsider like Yuncheng who knows nothing about the sect. On the contrary, she knows the meaning of it. She knows very well what the closed disciple represents. Compared to her, the registered disciple, the identity of the closed disciple alone cannot be affected by her. This kind of etiquette has been passed down since ancient times, and in recent years, she has been running here a lot in order to become Yan Hui's closed disciple. It is because she has the identity of a registered disciple, so she plays an important role in her home.

The boy in front of me who could tell at first glance that he was a few years younger than me was actually a closed disciple. What was even more terrifying was that he... he was also a closed disciple of the master. You should know how many people asked the master to accept the children at home, even if they were regarded as a registered disciple, but the master refused them all. But now... Ling Ruochen was inexplicably scared.

After last night's incident, I asked my sister about the origin of the boy. Apart from knowing his name, my sister knew nothing else. What's even more strange is that the eldest daughter of the Yun family, Concubine Yun Qing, obeyed him. She was sure that he must be from the Yun family, and that he must be a direct descendant. But when she went home, she said that the Yun family's direct descendant had no boy at all, which made me unable to understand.

What happened last night is still vivid, but today I met here again. Ling Ruochen couldn't help but feel in a daze. Did he really do something wrong last night?

"What are you thinking about? Call Senior Brother." Yan Hui frowned and looked at Ling Ruochen's dazed look. Seeing her looking at Yuncheng with a disorienting look, she suddenly burst into laughter. This little guy is really liked by girls. The girl from the Ling family is fascinated by it, but although the little guy looks like he is only 16 years old. Alas... the age difference between the girl from the Ling family is quite big.

"Ah...oh." Ling Ruochen came to his senses after being called by Yan Hui. He immediately let go of his hand holding his arm, held his fists and bowed slightly to Yuncheng, "Greetings to Senior Brother, I'm sorry for what happened just now."

Yuncheng still looked cold, and just nodded slightly: "Well, I didn't take it to heart."

"Okay, okay, Ling Yatou, you are here just right. We are having a meal. Let's try my skills together." Yan Hui said, then pulled Yuncheng into the house.

When he arrived at the house, Yan Hui pressed Yuncheng on the seat: "Master's wife is fine, eat while it's hot, don't be snatched away by your master."

Yuncheng nodded in a blink of an eye, looked at Ouyang Yihua with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, then picked up the chopsticks and ate it. At this time, Ling Ruochen, who had finished the gift of Ouyang Yihua, also brought a bowl of rice, and sat carefully half of his butt on the seat, and started eating the food with some restraint.

"How is it, the master's wife tastes good." Yan Hui said as she picked up a piece of braised pork for Yuncheng, and another piece for Ling Ruochen, glaring at Ouyang Yihua, "You old guy, Xiaocheng and I have only been away for a few minutes, so this meat has been reduced. The Xiaocheng is still growing. What do you want Xiaocheng to eat to eat so much?"

Ouyang Yihua had already put away his smile and returned to his calm expression: "He is still in the progressive stage and should not eat more meat."

"Bah!" Yan Hui spat directly, "Why don't I know this taboo? You old guy is greedy and you are greedy, and you are so proud. Small town, Ling Yatou, are you talking about it?"

Ling Ruochen's hands trembled, but he didn't know how to answer.

Yuncheng shook his head speechlessly: "Master's wife, it's mainly because you cooked so delicious, so the master is like this. This is not the master's fault."

"Haha." Ouyang Yihua chuckled, "These two flatteries are good. Although there is no trace, I love to listen." As he said that, he opened a bottle of Maotai and poured two glasses of wine. "This wine is fragrant enough, wise, you can have a drink too."

"Oh..." Yan Hui picked up the wine glass with a trembling hand, glanced at it, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp. "I haven't touched this wine for many years. Today I have broken this precept, but it's worth it."

"Well, it's really rare." Ouyang Yihua smiled and turned to look at Ling Ruochen. "Ling girl, while we are both here, you can also toast your senior brother with a glass of bar. However, in this state of Xiaocheng, you can't drink wine. Xiaocheng, just use tea instead of bar."

When Ling Ruochen heard this, he immediately put down his chopsticks and nodded, got up and poured a cup for himself, looked at the two elders, raised his glass to Yuncheng, and his eyes were slightly joyful. Although Yuncheng was puzzled, he nodded without asking much, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Little Town, although Ling Yatou's skills are not as good as you, she has been with your master's wife for many years. You can ask her about Emei things, especially the Emei Sword Technique, which you can learn."

Yuncheng frowned, looked at his aunt's uncle and nodded slightly, and nodded to say yes.

"Okay, hurry up and have a meal. I have to help you little guy in the afternoon." Ouyang Yihua said again, but he leisurely picked up the braised pork, which made Yan Hui glar at him, but he was a little amused and crying.

After the four of them finished their meal, Yuncheng was taken away by Ouyang Yihua with his backpack, but Ling Ruochen stayed and accompanied Yan Hui to clean up the dishes.

Back in the backyard of the house, Ouyang Yihua asked Yuncheng to wait for a while, so that Yuncheng had time to look at the structure of the backyard. The structure of this backyard must not be seen by a layman like Yuncheng, but Yuncheng felt it was very comfortable to stand in it, and the whole blood naturally smoothed. This feeling was like smoking. There were many brands of cigarettes, but Yuncheng only liked Liqun.

Although this has something to do with the previous life, it is more because Yanyuncheng feels it is easy to smoke. If it is other cigarettes, it will feel a little uncomfortable. If it is taken in, it will not want to smoke again. This is how Yuncheng feels like standing in this backyard at this moment.

After waiting for a while, Yuncheng used his fist and started a Wudang fist. In the morning, when he fought with his second uncle, others could not see anything, he knew that it ended in an absolute defeat. If he hadn't been to a breakthrough, he would have probably been even worse in the morning.

When Ouyang Yihua came over, he held a large wooden barrel with one hand and a large bag of herbs and other things in his hand. Seeing Yuncheng practicing boxing and looking so skillful, he knew that this little guy was not lazy.

He gently put the wooden barrel down, but did not disturb anything. He poured the herbs in directly, then took a water pipe on the faucet and poured ice water directly into it.
Chapter completed!