Chapter 12 Stealing the Day
Ye Jiu nodded as if he didn't understand, but as soon as he moved, his whole body was in pain and he sweated coldly again: "Master, what if I tell people gossip again in the future?"
"In the future, if you gossip about yourself or your relatives, you can measure the good or bad luck. Don't calculate anything else, so as not to be punished by God, that is, to eat back."
Xuan Mingzi thought for a moment, took off his beard and then said, "Xiaojiu, do you know why those fortune teller on the street have to ask about the eight characters of life?"
Ye Jiu thought for a moment and replied, "If they have the birthday of the gossip people, they can calculate their misfortune and fortune more accurately."
What Ye Jiu said is the most basic knowledge in Xiangshu. Those who tell fortunes on the street don't even want other people's birthday, then others don't bother to talk to you.
"In fact, you're only right. There are still things that can't be counted in the gossip, that is, "the person of Quanyin" and "the person of Quanyang". We can't count the people born in these two hours."
"Master, why is this? It seems that this divination is not something that everyone can give!"
Ye Jiu smashed his mouth. He couldn't understand his uncle Xuan Mingzi's words more and more. Maybe it's a matter of age!
"People born in these two hours are short-lived, and their bad luck is also quite good. When you gossip, you may touch the taboo of changing your life against the sky, so remember that even if it is a great friendship, don't divination for these two people, remember?"
"Well, I remember."
Ye Jiu carefully remembered Xuan Mingzi's words, because he had never seen Xuan Tianzi talk to him so carefully, so he remembered these words very seriously.
Since learning that Xuan Mingzi is his uncle, Ye Jiu has identified him as an old liar, because his master was also an old liar before his death. As the master's brother, he must be a liar among liars.
After Xuan Mingzi finished speaking, he gave Ye Jiu another pulse. Seeing that there was nothing serious, he said, "Well, it's nothing wrong. I'll be fine after drinking chicken soup in two days. Uncle, I still have to go up the mountain to watch them work, so I'll go back to the mountain first."
"Uphill to watch them work? What are you doing?" Ye Jiu's words to his uncle were strange.
"Nonsense, Wumen was struck by lightning a few days ago, and now it must be redecorated. This time I went down the mountain to earn renovation fees. Well, I won't talk to you. I'll go first. You can take a good rest at home. I'll come to see you in a few days."
When Xuan Mingzi went out, he saw Ye Tianqi cleaning the chicken, but he didn't say anything. He just thundered his mouth and hesitated for a while before leaving.
Because he was afraid that the witch would be repaired by that group of people. If the ghosts of the ancestors and brothers were blamed, he could not afford it. Although he had left the sect, now was the time when the sect needed people, so he came back brazenly.
"Xiaojiu, where's your uncle?"
Ye Tianqi came in with chicken soup, but found that Xuan Mingzi had left, so he asked Ye Jiu.
"The uncle said that the mountain was being renovated, so he wanted to go back and have a look."
Ye Tianqi didn't say anything more. He directly picked up Ye Jiu and fed him chicken soup. After drinking chicken soup, Ye Jiu's pale face returned to a trace of rosy.
Early the next morning, as soon as Ye Tianqi got up and came out, he saw his son standing in the yard practicing, and his face was much more rosy than yesterday, so he was overjoyed.
"Son, you have recovered well, but you still need to pay more attention to rest."
"Dad, don't worry! I'm fine. When my uncle left, he asked me to exercise more. Go ahead! If I'm tired, I will go back to my room to rest.
Although Ye Jiu was talking, the movements of his hands did not stop. What he practiced was the Guben Peiyuan technique taught by Xuan Tianzi before.
"Then be careful. If you feel uncomfortable, go back to the house and lie down."
Ye Tianqi cherished his child, but he didn't want his son to feel too much, so he turned into the kitchen. He planned to make some chicken soup for his son today.
"It seems that my uncle's words are right. This Guben Peiyuan skill is really good. After only two weeks of practice, I feel much more comfortable all over."
After practicing the skills, Ye Jiu can clearly detect the flow of vitality on his body, and the originally painful, soft and weak limbs gradually become comfortable and powerful with the flow of vitality.
"With this thing in the future, I won't be afraid of eating back." Ye Jiu was a little complacent at this time, and seemed to have forgotten the pain of counterattack.
However, just as Ye Jiu was about to go to the kitchen to help his father cook, suddenly a fierce-like stranger broke into his yard...
When Ye Jiu saw the person who came in, his heart also trembled, because he could clearly feel the evil spirit on this person.
"Who are you looking for?"
Out of courtesy, Ye Jiu still asked casually.
"Does Ye Tianqi live here?"
"What's the matter with you looking for my father?"
Ye Jiu asked the fierce and vicious strong man in front of him with great vigilance. At the same time, his right hand had quietly raised a sense of evil spirit. If the man had bad behavior, Ye Jiu could guarantee that he could easily make that person come back.
The big man looked at the little boy in front of him, and he was a little stunned, because he couldn't see any special signs on him, but he didn't know that his life had been held in other people's hands at this time.
"You must be Ye Jiu!"
The fierce man's face suddenly became a little gentle, which raised Ye Jiu's vigilance by another level, because Ye Jiu's impression did not recognize this person, and there was no popularity in this person. He should have been in the dead for a long time, so his anger covered up his popularity.
"Who the hell are you? What's the matter?"
Seeing Ye Jiu's hostile eyes, the big man's heart was bitter. If she hadn't asked herself to come to see the father and son, he would not have come to this ghost place where birds don't shit. At least he was also a black and white gold medal killer.
"Hello, I'm Lin Feng. I'm entrusted by your mother. I'm here to see you and your father."
Hearing his mother, Ye Jiu's heart thumped, but then he regained his composure.
"Why should I believe you?"
Lin Feng had a headache for the little boy in front of him. He didn't expect such a little child to have such a heavy guard, but he was a little curious about Ye Jiu.
Because he could feel the breath of the emperor from Ye Jiu's body, otherwise because he killed many people and had that deterrent, I'm afraid he would have succumbed to the boy in front of him long ago.
"You can let your father come out. I have my own proof."
Lin Feng was a little impatient. If it hadn't been for this task, he would have slapped him.
While Lin Feng was quarreling with Ye Jiu, Ye Tianqi came out. When he saw the people standing in the yard, the chicken soup noodles in his hand fell to the ground with a click. The chicken soup noodles suddenly spilled out, and the fragrance rushed straight to the mouth and nose of several people in the yard.
Ye Jiu smashed his mouth and felt a little uncomfortable. After his father had been busy cooking for so long, he was knocked over because of the person in front of him, so Ye Jiu felt uncomfortable.
"You... Why are you here?" Ye Tianqi finally came to his senses.
"Mr. Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time. It seems that you are doing well."
Lin Feng did not answer Ye Tianqi's words directly, but satirized him. It seemed that Lin Feng did not have any good impression on Ye Tianqi, which made Ye Jiu constantly guess the identity of the person.
If it were Ye Tianqi in the past, he would definitely go back for recreation, but now Ye Tianqi no longer has those aggressive moods. Now he is no longer happy and sad except for his son.
"If you are okay, please come back. Don't disturb our father and son. We don't welcome outsiders."
Lin Feng heard the indifference in Ye Tianqi's words, but he didn't care about this. As long as he could win the woman's heart, he didn't care that he was a little wronged now.
"Mr. Ye, why do you have to do this? As the saying goes: Don't hit a smiling face with your fist! Besides, I don't mean any harm. I'm just entrusted by her to see your father and son.
Although the dialogue between Lin Feng and Ye Tianqi was very plain and there was no excited expression on their faces, Ye Jiu could feel the strong smell of gunpowder between them. Are the two of them jealous for their mother?
Ye Jiu suddenly became a little curious about his mother, who had never been masked. He didn't know what kind of woman she was, which would make two big men compete for this, and one was not an ordinary person.
"Well, you have also seen our father and son, and now you can go back to recover!" Ye Tianqi's tone was very cold and not polite at all.
Lin Feng was not angry, but just walked directly into the room. At this time, Ye Jiu saw the murderous fire in his father's eyes. Although Ye Tianqi had been holding back, Ye Jiu knew that his father must have wanted to pinch the person in front of him.
Ye Jiu sneered. For the person who made his father angry, he never gave him good fruit to eat. Since this person was pasted by himself, there was no need for Ye Jiu to give him a good face.
"Uncle, why do you have a stool in your mouth?" Ye Jiu pretended to be curious.
"Ye Tianqi, is that how you teach your son?" Lin Feng suddenly became angry. No wonder Ye Jiu said something so disgusting that it would be unbearable for anyone.
"Xiao Jiu, go back to the house." Ye Tianqi was reluctant to blame his son, but softly let his son go back to his room.
"Well, how defeated his father is. If he were my son, I would definitely slap him with his soles."
Lin Feng looked contemptuously at the father and son of the Ye family. Ye Jiu was completely haired by that man. It seemed that he didn't teach him a lesson today. He really thought that the Ye family was easy to bully.
Ye Jiu made a boundary lightly with his right hand, and then his two fingers gently pressed on the back of the visitor. The visitor suddenly shivered, as if he had fallen into the ice cellar.
" hiss... So cold..." Lin Feng whispered involuntarily.
Lin Feng was about to say something when his eyes suddenly changed. At this time, he was in the middle of a mass grave that could not be saw, full of barren grass, and he was silent and afraid of people.