Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul

"Hahaha……"

Lü Ci burst into laughter.

He thought that if Lu Jin's apprentice could recreate the scene Lu Jin had witnessed back then, the master and apprentice would be considered a legendary tale in the industry.

Of course, he only thought these words to himself and wouldn't say them out loud.

He's just a little crazy, but not stupid.

If I say this now, that old bastard Lu Jin will definitely turn on me.

Although he wasn't afraid of Lu Jin, there was no need for him to undermine her in this situation.

After all, he and Lu Jin were childhood friends.

Although they were childhood friends who didn't get along very well.

But that was only in terms of his style of doing things; he still approved of Lu Jin's character.

Wang Ai glanced at Lü Ci and thought to herself, "The hedgehog still likes to tease Lu Jin."

But he wouldn't dare do something like that.

Lu Jin, that old bastard, looks respectable and polite, but he has a terrible temper.

He suffered losses when he was a child.

At this moment, Wang Ai saw Gao Lian beside him and smiled:

"Xiao Gao is here too! What a coincidence!"

Gao Lian clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness, Lord Lü, how have you been?"

"It's alright," Lu Ci said.

"My health is getting worse every day," Wang Ai said with a smile.

Gao Lian laughed and said, "Uncle Wang, you're too modest. Look at your radiant face and confident demeanor; even the tigers in our area would give you a wide berth if they saw you."

Wang Ai laughed and said, "Someone like me who wields a pen is no match for the rest of them. By the way, Xiao Gao, did your Aunt Guan come this time?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Ci and Lu Jin, one on the left and one on the right, although they did not turn their heads to look, simultaneously glanced sideways at Wang Ai.

Li Chang'an inexplicably saw a kind of comical emoji on the faces of these two old men.

He also looked at Wang Ai and saw a hint of youthful anticipation on that old face.

Gao Lian smiled and said, "My aunt has difficulty walking, so she couldn't come in person this time. She asked me to deliver the gift on her behalf."

"Having difficulty walking?"

Wang Ai slightly opened her small eyes and immediately said, "The Northeast is such a harsh and cold place. It's really tough for older people to stay there, and they're prone to leg problems. But haven't they all been covered by heating these past few years? Hasn't anything been arranged for it?"

Gao Lian smiled awkwardly and said, "I've made arrangements, but my aunt is a bit restless and keeps going to Changbai Mountain. After a while, she gets a little tired."

Wang Ai nodded: "That makes sense. Being a disciple of the top incense burner is indeed not easy. Being ordered around by those beasts, and having to run to Changbai Mountain at such an old age, back then I said I wanted to..."

"Hmm." Lu Jin coughed.

Wang Ai glanced at him and didn't continue speaking.

Gao Lian broke out in a cold sweat. There were very few people in the entire circle of extraordinary people who dared to call immortals beasts.

He was secretly relieved that he had anticipated running into this man, so he hadn't brought Hu Tianbiao, or Boss Biao, along. If Boss Biao had been here...

But then I thought, even if Master Biao were here, it wouldn't make a difference. Faced with this guy's methods, Master Biao would become a fool too.

Li Chang'an was somewhat surprised by Wang Ai's behavior just now.

Those words just now didn't sound like something someone as thoughtful as Wang Ai would say.

But in reality, this was something Wang Ai did intentionally.

He knew that Gao Lian was a top disciple and always had a personal messenger with him.

"Close-fitting messenger" is a term used in the shamanic tradition, referring to a guardian deity who hides in acupoints and is never far from the person, acting as a bodyguard and messenger.

There are usually one to five such spirits, and most of them are not of high generation.

Senior deities must reside at the altar and cannot be with their disciples at all times.

They are usually only activated when disciples ask them to help with something that the minor deities cannot resolve.

Furthermore, if a disciple is killed, the personal messenger will immediately return to the temple to report and ask the great immortal to seek revenge.

Wang Ai could naturally see the several messenger spirits hidden in Gao Lian's acupoints. Although they weren't exactly old immortals, they were still capable of relaying messages.

There's a high chance that what he just said will reach Guan Shihua's ears.

At the same time, he also wanted to give Gao Lian a warning.

Since becoming the head of the Northeast region, Gao Lian has turned down many events from the four companies due to his official position.

Wang Ai wanted to tell him not to think that just because he had learned some shamanic arts and gotten a government job, he could act arrogantly in front of the older generation.

Gao Lian laughed and said, "Uncle Wang, being a disciple of the top immortal is actually not bad. You have to find a master. The immortals are simple-minded, and they have far fewer rules than people in the circle, so it's easy for them to get along."

"I know, I know."

Wang Ai smiled, walked over and patted Gao Lian on the shoulder, saying earnestly:

"Xiao Gao, don't take it to heart. Our families have been friends for over a thousand years, I'm definitely trying to do what's best for you."

"I've heard that once you encounter spirits, you can't shake them off; they'll follow your descendants generation after generation. Do you intend to make spirit mediumship a family tradition of the Gao family?"

Gao Lian laughed and said, "Uncle Wang, you're overthinking it. It's not that. It's just my personal choice. Spirit mediumship is all about fate. Reputable spirit mediums with proper altars wouldn't do this."

Wang Ai smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I don't know your methods. But I'm only saying these things because I consider you my own son."

"If you encounter any problems in this area, or if there's anything you can't handle, come to me, and I'll take care of it for you."

Wang Ai's words clearly had the intention of sowing discord.

If Gao Lian didn't have a personal bodyguard with him, he could easily feign compliance, saying one thing to one person and another to another, and get away with it.

However, he was accompanied by a personal messenger, and most of the immortals were straightforward and couldn't understand these intricacies. If he said something wrong, he might end up arguing with Master Biao when he got back.

But Wang Ai's words were truly heartfelt.

As a junior, he couldn't afford to turn against them.

Of course, if someone who has trained in horsemanship were to turn against Wang Ai, they would only be inviting humiliation.

Gao Lian finally understood why his aunt shook her head so vehemently when she heard about entering the pass.

Being caught between saying it and not saying it, Gao Lian could only force a smile.

Li Chang'an watched this scene without delving too deeply into the meaning behind Wang Ai's words.

He abandoned his desire to gossip about the older generation and focused on himself.

At this moment, Wang Bing, who was standing next to Wang Ai, suddenly said:

"Grandpa, what are we waiting for? Let's go in. I heard that Grandpa Lu has arranged a lot of exciting programs this time."

With her beloved grandson speaking, Wang Ai lost interest in reprimanding Gao Lian and said with a smile:

"The program can only be watched after the ceremony."

Wang Bing looked at Lu Jin: "Grandpa Lu, when is the ceremony?"

Lu Jin already knew what kind of person Wang Bing was, so she wasn't angry and casually replied:

The ceremony is scheduled for 2:45 AM.

Wang Bing was taken aback, then turned to Wang Ai and asked, "Grandpa, what exactly is 'Si Shi Er Ke'?"

Everyone's impression of Wang Bing was that he was ignorant and incompetent, but no one showed it.

Wang Ai said with a smile, "Si Shi Er Ke means 10:30 in the morning."