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First of all, he noticed that the previously messy table of the Eight Immortals seemed to have been restored to its original state, as if it had been tidied up by someone, and the cups and plates, the four treasures of the study, were arranged in an orderly manner.

When he saw this, he suddenly remembered that a portion of the items on this table had not been there before. It was like the square inkstone, new paper, pen, and even a thick stack of books.

Ah — 'Now he remembers that he has forgotten about the new student, Miss Han.

It was very obvious that last night was the day he promised Miss Han that he would give her lessons.

He was clearly in a deep sleep and she had come, but she hadn't woken him … Then, she also had nothing to do, so she started to tidy up the house for herself, creating a convenient environment for her to read in.

The sound of the music from the other room could be heard.

Needless to say, the white-haired old man was playing the piano again.

The serene sound of the zither was like the drifting of heavenly music. It was very likely that the old man had deliberately used the zither music to wake him up.

However, he was sure that if he opened the door and went out, it would suddenly stop. It would be better to just quietly listen to the end of the song.

Some of them had broken tea and half a cup.

The tea table was placed right next to his bed. Miss Han had been waiting for him closely, perhaps only leaving after the cold night had passed did he not realize that he was sleeping soundly.

As he thought of this, a warm feeling rose up on his face. He had never experienced this kind of feeling before. Instead, it was that day when he had parted with Miss Bai that made his heart feel heavy, as if he had just experienced a feeling right before his eyes.

"Sigh …" "Miss Bai …" Wu Yuxue spoke faintly.

Subconsciously, he felt a sense of guilt towards Bai Xiaoqiao. Unexpectedly, a beautiful figure of Bai Xiaoqiao appeared before his eyes.

There was no such thing as an oath.

There was no ambiguous relationship between a man and a woman.

There were even very few opportunities to meet with her alone.

In fact, it's not really a male or female affair, but sometimes there's no need to say it out loud.

A knowing smile, a few looks of communication, the so-called "Clear Wave Underworld" is in the heart.

If he had a 'personal relationship' with Miss Bai, then this noble relationship was built on an open and upright chivalry and a tacit understanding between them. There was no need to explain everything clearly.

It could be said that it was as clear as water and as heavy as a mountain, but the subtle details could only be measured by oneself.

He originally thought that Miss Han was not one of them. Although she had an unparalleled delicate face, she was nothing to him.

Wu Yu Xue couldn't help but be moved at the thought of this. She felt her emotions were extremely chaotic and heavy, as if she couldn't sit still at all. As a result, even though the zither music sounded heavenly, she was still unable to appreciate it.

Wu Yuxue did not know that it had suddenly stopped. Instead, it was the long sigh that made him slightly surprised.

He heard the tone of the Eighth Lord saying, "It's been a long time since beauty has changed. It's hard to get a favor out of a relationship. You're a wise man. Could it be that you don't understand this logic?"

Wu Yu Xue couldn't help but be shocked. She thought to herself, 'Can it be that these words are meant for me.'

There were no outsiders in this place other than the two of them. Naturally, they would say what they had to say, but … How could he know what was on his mind?

Did this old man really become a deity?

Just as he was muttering to himself, he heard the Eighth Old Master cough and say, "Is little friend Wu awake?"

He had actually already reached the door, not allowing him to remain silent. He hurriedly stood up from his seat and hurriedly opened the door. The Eighth Lord smiled as he stood at the door. He looked at Wu Yuxue and nodded, "Congratulations, congratulations. That's great."

Wu Yuxue dodged and said, "Please!"

The Eighth Old Master smiled and walked in.

Wu Yuxue was about to pour some tea when the Old Patriarch shook his head and said, "You're welcome. You're welcome. I'll be leaving soon."

Wu Yuxue replied shyly, "I slept through the snake blood you gave me yesterday."

The Eighth Old Master nodded, "This is inevitable. If it were another person, I would have to sleep for at least three days and three nights. Because of your profound internal energy, you are at the level of breathing and refining. Compared to ordinary people, this is a huge advantage. I was the one who used the zither music to wake you up because I was probably scheming against you to wake you up. Otherwise, if you were to sleep for too long, it will only harm you, do you know that? "

Wu Yuxue understood the logic behind it. She thought for a while and understood immediately.

After consuming the snake blood, he felt very different the moment he woke up. He gathered his Qi and released it back and forth in his Qi Sea. His movements were unimpeded, and his whole body felt comfortable.

He guessed that the poison in the Qi Hai cave must have already been eliminated.

However, this matter was too sudden and was still somewhat hard to believe.

The Eighth Old Master smiled and asked, "How do you feel about this?"

Wu Yuxue said, "My entire body is loose. Could it be that I've been poisoned?"

The Eighth Old Master snorted and said, "You can be at ease, not only has the remaining poison in your body been completely dispelled, even after that, there will no longer be any poison that can harm you. Isn't that a joyous occasion? "

Wu Yuxue's doubts were dispelled by what the man had said. She was overjoyed.

However, this was all too sudden, and for no reason at all, he accepted the other party's kindness. He didn't know how to repay the favor, but it was still difficult. What should he do?

After a moment of ecstasy, he went silent again. He thanked her and didn't know what to say.

The Eighth Old Master's deep eyes swept across his face, then he shook his head and said, "I understand what you're thinking. To be able to think about things like this, you truly deserve to be called a man. However, between you and me, there is no need … I came to Anhui on this trip, mainly to meet an old friend. "Business is a secondary matter, it's fate that I met you by chance, it's fate that I met you by chance, in the midst of my happiness, I helped you a little, in fact it's nothing, if you're worried, it'll hinder our continuing relationship, but it'll be hard for me to meet you again in the future." Wu Yuxue listened to him, and as expected, it wasn't false, so she nodded and remembered this kindness in her heart.

In fact, he had intended to get a cup of this kind of snake blood for her, but it was too hard to say for sure. Moreover, he was afraid that as time went by, the snake blood would lose its spirituality, making it seem like she lived in a place far away from Sichuan. It would take him at least two or three months to get there, and it was still unknown whether he would see her or not.

With these doubts, Wu Yuxue swallowed her words.

The Eighth Lord seemed to be in high spirits today. He chatted a lot with Wu Yuxue before standing up and saying, "Are you hungry?"

Wu Yuxue was actually hungry. Now that he mentioned it, she could not help but nod and say, "I'm really hungry."

"Come, there's a good place here, I'll treat you to a meal."

He stepped out.

Wu Yu Xue initially wanted to ask him for a favor, but instead got the upper hand for the other party. Thinking about the many unusual situations of the other party, Wu Yu Xue clearly did not want to be courteous to him.

The two of them walked out.

Wu Yuxue said, "Are you going to leave just like that? Aren't you afraid that the things in the room will be lost? "

The eighth grandfather shook the brocade that was on him and laughed. The goose smiled and said, "Are you afraid that my guqin will be lost?"

"Seems like it's worth quite a bit." Wu Yuxue said, "It's best to be careful."

The Eighth Lord shook his head and smiled, "It's fine, it's fine. My house seems to be fine, hmph, but it's a little inconvenient. There's no need to worry. Let's go."

Hearing his words, Wu Yuxue no longer said anything.

The two walked out of the inn and onto the main street.

It was just at the beginning of the day and there were a lot of people on the street.

The two chatted as they walked, crossing the main street and arriving at a street.

Wu Yuxue couldn't stand the hunger so she asked, "Is there any place that sells food nearby?"

"There's no need to panic. Follow me and you'll be there soon."

As he spoke, he turned right into the street and turned into an alley.

When Wu Yuxue saw that the alley was the residence, she did not feel that it was a place to do business, nor did it have a business opening. She was curious as to why the eighth grandfather did not say anything and could not ask further.

The old man in embroidered robes — the Eighth Old Master — slowly walked until he stopped in front of a red door with a mat covering the front yard. He smiled and said, "It's here."

As he said so, he slapped the door with his hand: "Old Cripple, open the door!"

One of them replied, "Who is this?" As he spoke, he loudly shouted, "Coming!"

Wu Yuxue had originally thought that the other party would take her to a restaurant for dinner, but to her surprise, it turned out to be a restaurant. She seemed to be a bit presumptuous.

He looked at the house in front of him. Although it was not a big house, it was clean and elegant. Just as he was about to ask the owner for his surname, he heard the sound of a wooden staff touching the ground.

And then the voice of the man in the front said, "Who is this?" Their accents are so familiar! "

The two doors creaked open.

A tall man with wild hair like grass and a face like pancakes stood by the door.

He was wearing a thin gray cotton robe, half of which was stuck in his belt. Although his feet were not very strong, his waist was very strong, especially the leader, who looked just like the subordinate of the Duke of Hanshou, Zhou Cang.

This person's eyebrows were thick and his eyes were fierce. His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot. From the looks of it, it seemed just like a ghost. It would be strange if a man like him, who was a little timid, could be so popular.

At this moment, the man's eyes were wide open. He first looked at Wu Yu Xue for a long time, then turned to the old man in embroidered robes. With a single glance, he cried out, "Aiya!" He called out in panic and quickly took his leave.

"Isn't this the Eighth Lord …?" "This …"

The Eighth Old Master used one hand to support him, not wanting him to bow down, but the man insisted on doing so.

One didn't want him to bow, while the other just did.

It was obvious that the eighth master was stronger. Although he was supported by one hand, no matter how much the man struggled, he could not bend down.

"Sigh. Scram. Scram. You don't have to bow or not. What sort of wind did you come here for?" the man asked.

The Eighth Old Master laughed and said, "Let's just say it's the East, South, West, and North winds! Come, come, let me introduce you. "

As he spoke to the tall and big lame man, he said, "Although this little friend here is young, he has good men. Old lame, he's not much weaker than those two hands of yours."

This last sentence caused both Wu Yuxue and the old cripple to be shocked.

The old cripple thought to himself, What kind of plan is this, a kid with faded yellow hair actually wants to compete with me?

Wu Yuxue thought to herself, I can't see that such a reckless man, and a cripple at that, actually has a higher martial arts than me? Hmph hmph, the Eighth Old Master has underestimated me, Yan Xue.

Despite this, both sides showed great grace.

The old cripple said, "Nice to meet you, young man."

Wu Yuxue cupped her hands and said, "Please advise me, Senior."

It didn't matter if they were unconvinced or not, none of them dared to underestimate the eighth grandfather's face.

It was just that the words "young lame man" had a bit of the tone of "taking advantage of your age". When Wu Yuxue heard this, she felt that it did not sound right.

The Eighth Old Master smiled and said, "To tell you the truth, we are all a little hungry in our stomachs. I actually praised this little friend a lot, it's up to you and Guo to see how you're going to entertain us. "

At this point, he exclaimed, "Where's seventh brother Guo?"

The old cripple said with a smile, "He's repairing the wall in the backyard!"

Then, he raised his throat and shouted, "Seventh Brother, quickly take a look. Who is this?"

This shout, it seemed, was not much different from the roar Zhang Fei had made at the end of the bridge. Naturally, the Seventh Brother of the Guo Family could hear it.

Soon, a number one figure appeared from behind.

Looking at the old cripple's respectful appearance, he imagined that the "Seventh Brother" inside must also be a little different, but in fact, it was very different.

It was a middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in a blue silk pants coat. He had one of his sleeves rolled up and was holding onto a wall.

He was surprised to see the eighth grandfather, "Ah!" and dropped the tools in his hands. He walked up to him in big steps and said, "Isn't this the eighth grandfather?"

He was about to kneel down as well.

The Eighth Old Master held onto him and said, "Forget about it, forget about it. Just now, even Old man Hu was spared. We haven't seen each other for two years now, right?"

"So there is one …" Sigh … Eighth Lord, you missed me so much. "

He kept bowing to the Old Master as he spoke.

The Eighth Lord snorted and nodded. "Let's talk later. Come, come, this little friend here will introduce you. Wu Yuxue is very skilled. If you have the time, you can spend time with him. Perhaps he can help you two out. "

With that said, those with the surname Guo paid special attention to Wu Yuxue.

"Brother Wu, this way please —"