Chapter 893 Master's Old Acquaintance

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"Grandpa Liu, do you believe in a physicist?"

Yang Zimei looked at Grandpa Liu and asked.

If he believed that, she could draw a Yang Gathering Talisman for each of their family members, and she would be able to defuse the yin and cold aura that this place brought to the body.

If you don't believe it, forget it, just reduce the indoor plants a bit.

Grandpa Liu stared at her, "Little girl, are you a physiognomist? Know mysticism?"

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Hehe, I really can't think of it, little girl, you are a strange person." Grandpa Liu looked at her with a different look again.

Yang Zimei smiled, "It's not a strange person, it's just that I met a good master."

"What is your master's name?"

"Li Yuqing."

Saying the master's name made Yang Zimei feel sad again.

"It turned out to be Daoist Yuqing, we used to be comrades-in-arms."

Grandpa Liu said excitedly, "I didn't expect that I would meet his disciple here. This fate is not shallow."

"Ah? Grandpa Liu knows my master?"

Yang Zimei was very happy to hear that he knew his master.

She is very cordial to everything and everything related to Master.

"Well, our relationship is not bad, but I haven't seen him for more than 60 years, and I don't know where he lives in seclusion. I still have a photo with him. I'll show you."

Grandpa Liu went into the room and took out a black and white photo, and handed it to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei took it over excitedly.

The master in the photo looked like he was in his thirties.

However, if the photos were taken more than 60 years ago, Master should be in his 50s.

The master in the photo is wearing a Taoist bun, wearing a Taoist robe, and holding a whisk in his hand. However, he is not as gentle and loving as the master she knew, but full of masculinity, presumably because of the war.

"It turns out that Master was so handsome when he was young."

Yang Zimei looked at the master in the photo with wet eyes and muttered.

"At that time, Daoist Yuqing was a legend in our team. He killed the enemy bravely, and he knew the Qimen formation. He often confused the enemy. As long as he was in our team, almost every battle was won."

Grandpa Liu talked about Yuqing and recalled his heroic appearance on the battlefield that day, his dark eyes lit up, his face full of yearning.

Yang Zimei listened quietly.

It turned out that the master was so brilliant and heroic, but it was a pity that he was born too late and had no chance to witness it.

"It's a pity that after the devil was driven away, the Taoist priest Yuqing was envied by others, slandered for propagating feudal superstition, influenced the military's morale, and was driven out of the army. Later I even heard that someone was quietly ambushing in Shilipo, where he must pass, and wanted to kill him..."

Speaking of this, Grandpa Liu also began to become indignant.

Yang Zimei couldn't help but be full of anger when she heard that her master was so wronged, "Who is that bitch?"

Grandpa Liu glanced at her, was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "You don't need to know this, and it's been more than 50 years since it happened, and it doesn't matter who you are. By the way, little girl, your master is now Are you still alive? I want to visit him and hang out with him."

Yang Zimei's eyes turned red again, and he choked, "My master is missing, and I am looking for him these days."

"Calculate, Yuqing Daoist is already more than 110 years old, right? It's good that he is still alive, and you don't need to be sad. It is estimated that he has traveled around the world and will come back sooner or later. If he comes back, tell me He said that I, Liu Yi, missed him and wanted to have a drink with him."

Grandpa Liu reached out and patted her shoulder.

Yang Zimei nodded.

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