Chapter 268： : My Xuanmen has a descendant

Jiang Fu was taken aback for a moment, "Ghost hunting?"

"Yes." Jiuqu said, "There are many things to learn in metaphysics, such as geomantic omen, fortune-telling, talisman drawing, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits..."

"How about it, are you interested in ghost-catching symbols?"

He is obviously an eighty-year-old old man, but his eyes are surprisingly bright, especially when asked if she is interested in catching ghosts.

Jiang Fu was actually not very interested. Even in the past, she would have been annoyed by her ability to see some people's past and future.

Especially seeing those discuss her with other people.

Jiuqu immediately saw that she was not very interested, and quickly said, "It's very profitable to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits!"

He knew that Ah Fu was self-reliant since she was a child, and now that she came to Xie's family, even if Xie's family treated her very well, she definitely didn't want to owe Xie's family too much, even if it was just something yellow and white that Xie's family didn't care about.

Jiang Fu still didn't look too interested.

Jiuqu paused for two seconds before raising his hand, with a look of tears: "...Why is my life so hard!"

Jiang Fu paused, then slowly turned his head to look at him: "...?"

Jiuqu sobbed for a moment, and half-truthfully said: "I taught one student, and when he became the emperor, he would pass by and demolish the bridge. I taught another, and for the sake of power, he also helped the one who wanted to kill me. I am now eighty years old." I am old, I have learned all my life, and there is no one who can inherit it..."

"It's hard to meet a talented one, and she's not interested... Hey, my life is so miserable!"

He even raised his hand and hammered his heart, "Hey, hey!"

"My heart hurts!"

"Our Taoist sect has no successors..."

"Beep..."

Jiang Fu raised his hand, his fair face tensed, and pressed the center of his brow with some headache.

Jiuqu next to him was still twitching, "嘤~~"

Jiang Fu frowned: "Why don't master go to the palace to teach Zhao Heng now, I think he really wants to learn."

Jiuqu stared at her, then increased his voice in the next second, crying out: "My life is so miserable! My life..."

Jiang Fu sat there listening to him howl, raised his hand and casually took a piece of preserved fruit from the food he brought just now, and put it in his mouth.

Jiuqu: "???"

He stared, as if tired of howling, glanced at the thing in her hand, and asked in a low voice, "What is this, is it delicious?"

"I've been hiding outside for the past two years. It's been a long time since I've seen such an exquisite pastry."

Jiang Fu followed his gaze, landed on the small plate of pastries, and reminded in a low voice, "I learned it from the recipe you gave me, Baiyulu Square Cake."

"I remember you said that the cookbook was written by you yourself, and the pictures were also drawn by you."

Nine Songs: "..."

He still couldn't help reaching out to touch a piece, and said, "Don't you really want to learn, don't you really want to catch ghosts, do you really want to reject an eighty-year-old lonely old man?"

"Oh!"

Jiang Fu: "..."

Jiuqu complained: "You are so cruel! Oh..."

Jiang Fu couldn't bear it anymore, closed his eyes and said, "I'll learn."

As soon as Jiuqu's eyes lit up, the expression on his face immediately changed from sadness to joy, almost seamlessly. He raised his hand and hammered his chest twice, "The heavens really have eyes! My Taoist sect has a queen..."

Jiang Fu: "..."

He happily ate the cake and said, "Actually, catching ghosts is quite interesting. For example, if you can't do something, you can let ghosts do it for you!"

"Well... you can ask the ghost of Xie's family, is there anything Xie Cheng is hiding from you, has he ever liked other women in the past, is his style upright or something?"