If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 33 Yu, the noble man (please collect and read)

"Yu'er, Yu'er, get up quickly!"

Xiaoyu couldn't sleep well.

Just as she was about to continue "dreaming", Hu Chen's anxious and panicked voice rang out outside the yard.

Xia Zhi, the maid on duty, quickly got up and said, "Miss, the master is calling you."

"I heard it. Light the lamp first."

Xiaoyu rubbed her dry eyes and sat up from the bed.

When Hu Chen entered the yard, he saw her standing at the door to greet him, wearing clothes and holding a lantern.

"Yu'er, you——"

Hu Chen had a million things to say in his mind, but in the end he just grabbed Xiao Yu's wrist, turned around and walked out quickly, whispering as he walked: "You killed the ghost messenger without permission, angered the underworld inspector, and seriously offended Saint Zhang.

Now I will take you to see 'Master Song' and Saint Zhang, they are both ghosts and gods.

Don't be afraid, don't panic, just kowtow and apologize when you see me, kowtow nine times first, then act according to my mood."

Xiaoyu was confused.

He killed the ghost messenger without permission, and the underworld inspector was still angry?
And what kind of “saint” is Saint Zhang?
——I know this is a world of gods and demons, but there is no sign. How could this drama happen out of nowhere? Am I still asleep?
Suddenly, she had an idea and said, "I seem to have had a nightmare. There were two strange men calling my name in the distance and asking me to come over. When I didn't move, they threw chains at me and tied me up."

"Ah, that's them! They are two ghost messengers under the command of Inspector Song, and they were ordered to take your soul to see Saint Zhang. How did you--"

Hu Chen wanted to ask what had just happened and why she could kill the ghost of the underworld in her dream, but when he looked up, he saw the gate of East Garden and Guan Zhong standing at the gate with an anxious look on his face.

"Master~~"

Guan Zhong shouted, but was interrupted by Hu Chen who raised his hand.

"Don't say anything, don't run around, just keep burning paper ingots and show respect to the gods and ghosts."

Guan Zhong nodded in understanding.

In the past, when asking ghosts to do things for you, you had to spend a lot of money; now that you have committed a crime, you naturally have to increase the offerings.

As soon as he entered the yard, Xiao Yu saw three large square tables with a large brazier beside them. The brazier was burning, the tables were littered with cups and plates, and there were furtive shadows all around. He could vaguely hear many people whispering.

She felt that the temperature in East Garden was at least ten degrees lower than outside.

It was chilly and eerie, not like a large mansion in the center of a bustling street, but rather a mass grave in the wilderness.

Just as she thought of the mass grave, she saw several green ghost lights floating out from the study.

She subconsciously wanted to transform into a bloody ferocious tiger and roar loudly at those ghosts and monsters.

Among the "five elements" of Xianwu's heart, spirit, intention, body and qi, her "spirit" and "intention" have surpassed the minor success and are close to the "medium success".

When encountering spiritual and spiritual stimulation, the spirit transforming into a ferocious tiger is almost instinctive and can be completed in an instant.

"Saint Zhang, Master Song, our daughter Yu'er has been brought here." Hu Chen pressed her shoulders hard, extinguishing her restlessness.

He even tilted his head to glance at her, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: Now that we're here, hurry up and kneel down and kowtow as I told you before.

Xiaoyu has kowtowed to thirty-nine godfathers in his life, so how could he care about the dignity of kneeling and kowtowing?
She has lost all shame.

But her knees went weak and just as she was about to prostrate herself, a gentle voice and a cold force came from the same place, interrupting her action.

"Hey, Miss Yu is a noble lady, how can I accept such a great gift!"

"Saint Zhang, you——"

Originally, Master Song was furious, with a hideous face, fangs sticking out, skin blue and black, and flames coming out of his body. He had almost entered the "most ferocious state" that one would experience when facing an evil ghost.

Well, the evil ghosts are very evil, and the ghost masters who manage them are even more evil.

Not only does he have to look fierce, he also has to look ferocious.

If one is born with flaws in appearance, he or she will absorb evil energy and transform himself or herself into an ugly or fierce ghost.

Evil ghosts can scare people, and ghost messengers must be able to scare away evil ghosts.

If we can’t scare away the evil spirits, how can we investigate and capture them?
Now that a ghost with a formal position in the underworld has died, Master Song doesn't know how to explain to his superiors when he returns.

He wasn't pretending to be fierce on purpose to scare Xiaoyu, he was really angry and about to lose his temper.

But what was the reaction of Zhang Huasheng?
He actually left the sedan chair and revealed his true form in front of mortals. At this moment, his face was full of smiles, his expression was gentle, and his attitude was enthusiastic. He was the first to arrive in front of the adopted daughter of the Guan family. Not only did he not let her kneel down and confess her guilt, but after helping her up, he performed a great salute to her himself - he did not kneel down, but took two steps back, bowed his back, and made a big "nod".

Even when facing the little Hu Yanei, Saint Zhang had his hands behind his back, his back straight, his face wooden, his head tilted upward, his eyes looking away, and his attitude clearly perfunctory.

"Yu'er, this is Saint Zhang."

It was the first time that Hu Chen saw the true face of Saint Zhang, but he would not mistake him for someone else.

He was also very surprised and puzzled as to why the painting saint of the state was so generous.

Although he was shocked, he did not forget to remind his good daughter to be polite.

"Xiao Yu has met Saint Zhang."

Xiaoyu saw the two ghost lights floating in the air turn into two bright and lively eyes.

Then his figure gradually became apparent, and in front of her appeared an amiable, elegant, thin and tall "old immortal" in a white robe.

She knew he was not a god, but his appearance, dress, and temperament were very much in line with her imagination of a mountain immortal.

Although they had just met and didn't know him at all, Xiaoyu immediately guessed that he was not a Westerner.

It is very likely from the great country of China in Jambu Continent.

That kind of etiquette and grace are obviously different from Hu Chen and Guan Zhong who were present.

Just one glance reminded her of Qingsong Taoist Boy.

Qingsong and the old man in white robe, one young and the other old, are not at all similar, but the spirit they exude is almost exactly the same.

Even though he was bowing to her, Xiaoyu didn't feel that he was being humble. Instead, she felt a sense of magnanimity and elegance.

However, she did not feel ashamed of herself. There was only curiosity in her eyes. She "obediently" did not continue to kneel and kowtow, but only bowed - she learned it from the two maids in the room.

Xia Zhi and Yong Xue were just her maids. Before she came, she had always been the daughter of the manager of the Guan family's medicine shop, so she was also considered a young lady.

"Saint Zhang, are you from Southern China?" she asked directly.

She has always been the type of person who would want to start her own business if others gave her a little color.

Since Saint Zhang was so kind, she would naturally take advantage of the situation to climb up.

"Oh, Miss Yu, do you know me?" Saint Zhang glanced at Hu Chen.

Without waiting for Hu Chen to speak, Xiao Yu said, “Xiao Yu met Saint Zhang for the first time today, but I have met a Taoist priest from the upper country of China before.

You are completely different from him in age and appearance, but you both have the upright bearing of a person who looks south to China, which is very admirable."

Hu Chen felt uncomfortable.

Is this a hint that he has a mean and vulgar temperament?

Saint Zhang's eyes sparkled, and he said with a smile, "Miss Yu, you are too kind. Your demeanor and appearance impress me even more."

Master Song looked back and forth in doubt, sometimes at Xiaoyu, sometimes staring at Saint Zhang.

Xiaoyu didn't see anything.

But Saint Zhang’s expression and tone were definitely not perfunctory. What was going on?

"Xiao Yu is an ignorant barbarian and does not deserve the praise of the saint." Xiao Yu blushed a little and bowed again.

Even though she was born a barbarian, she would not admit that she was a barbarian in her heart, but when it comes to her bearing and appearance.
She didn't have those things in her previous life, let alone being a savage for ten years in this life.

Living in a good place nourishes your energy and moving around nourishes your body, and you will soon develop a bandit-like spirit.

Saint Zhang did not take it too seriously. He stroked his long beard amiably and said with a smile: "Miss Yu, although I have studied the way of ghosts and immortals in recent years, we are still on different paths, so it is inconvenient for us to stay together for long."

Seeing some doubt in Xiaoyu's eyes, Saint Zhang looked at Huchen again and knew in his heart that this "Miss Yu" really knew nothing.

But he wasn't surprised either.

Parents to enrich people.

A father does not need to discuss with his daughter in advance when arranging a "bright future" for her.

"Miss Yu, I am a painter. I am going to draw a picture of the Shadow God for you. It is not convenient to talk in the porch. Let's go back to the quiet room."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the study door.

Hu Chen looked at Master Song and whispered, "First complete the Shadow God Diagram, and then I will apologize to Master Song."

Hu Chen has invested too much for tonight's Shadow God Picture.

Now, not only did Saint Zhang not blame Xiaoyu for the crime of collision, he also took the initiative to propose to continue drawing the Shadow God Map.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Master Song doesn't cause any trouble, at least I can pass the stage of asking the Immortal to transmit the message smoothly.

Master Song said nothing, but just nodded slightly.

In fact, he did not appear in front of the "mortals" at this moment.

In Xiaoyu's sight, he was still a vague, flickering ball of ghost fire.

Hu Chen himself did not follow, but only patted Xiao Yu on the head and said earnestly: "Go quickly! Remember, listen carefully to Saint Zhang's instructions later."

The fax copy should be sent in a clean and quiet room.

No interruption or onlookers are allowed.

In a normal summoning and transmitting magic, after completing the summoning spell and the soul-stealing spell, the wizard will leave the quiet room and leave two ghosts in the room: one ghost is the painting fairy or painting saint summoned by the summoning spell, and the other soul is the person being depicted captured by the soul-stealing spell.

The two ghost messengers went to call Xiaoyu's soul because they wanted to call her to Saint Zhang, so that the Saint of Painting could transmit her image and draw the Shadow God Picture.

Master Song did not follow, even though he was also a ghost.

"When Saint Zhang met Miss Yu just now, he called her 'noble lady'."

Hu Chen waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't deserve it, absolutely not! The Guan family is a famous family in Shu, and the title of 'noble' is barely worthy of it.

But that is for the people of Shu.

I dare not stand before you, Master Song.

If my great grandfather knew, he would scold me for being rude. "

He didn't understand what Master Song meant, but he knew that the ghost messenger who had died earlier was a close follower of Master Song.

Not only did God Song lose his arm, but he also had to go back to the underworld to settle the matter. He must be very angry and aggrieved right now.

So Hu Chen brought out Old Master Guan and said: I know you are very angry, but for the sake of me, the City God, please calm down a little, let me get the Shadow God Map first, and then we can discuss how to apologize.

Master Song said coldly: "Do you think that I am mocking you by saying 'noble'?
Even though Guan Chenghuang is a great nobleman in my eyes, Saint Zhang will never curry favor with your Guan family."

Hu Chen was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Saint Zhang comes from a country of etiquette, so he is just being polite, right?"

He also felt vaguely that something was wrong and suspected that Saint Zhang had seen something. For example, Xiao Yu looked exactly like Concubine Li.

But he didn't want to discuss this topic with Master Song.

For now, it is better to keep the fact that Xiaoyu is "Little Li Fei" confidential and not let more people know about it.

Mr. Song only knew that he was going to send his daughter to Xianyang, and he was probably mocking him in his heart for his wishful thinking.

But Hu Chen himself knew that his Yu'er was definitely a rare treasure!
However, the "Little Concubine Li Plan" has not even started yet, and he doesn't want to create any more trouble.

"I was also confused before, how could a mere adopted daughter of the Guan family deserve the title of 'noble lady'.

But I suddenly remembered that you painted a picture of the shadow for Miss Yu and hired the best painter at any cost, wasn't it just to send her to the Xianyang Palace?

Saint Zhang also knew that the purpose of drawing the Shadow God Picture this time was to attract the attention of the Human Emperor."

God Song stared at Hu Chen's face and said, "My dear brother, you are hiding something from me! Now even Saint Zhang thinks that Miss Yu has a great chance of entering the Xianyang Palace. Why?"

(End of this chapter)