C53 (1/2)

I said, ”I don't understand.” His Master looked depressed. ”How could I have two stupid disciples?” I said, ”Master, don't I still have a senior sister?”

His Master sighed and said, ”Don't mention her.” I saw that Senior Sister's Master's expression was a little down and didn't dare to say anything more, but in her heart she was muttering to herself, ”Why can't I mention this Senior Sister?”

After walking for a while, we arrived at the place where the Grand Master's house was located. A few trees stuck out from within the house and gave off a faint feeling of coolness. It was difficult to find such a secluded place in the bustling city of Beijing, let alone in the Third Ring Road of Beijing.

At the door, a young man was waiting for us. Seeing the two of us, he happily waved his hand. The master patted his head and said, ”Juul has grown up. He looks like a big child.” The youngster did not say anything. A smile still hung on his face as he led the two of us into the courtyard.

There was a different kind of cave in the yard, with all sorts of low trees and fake mountains. As we walked along, I secretly clicked my tongue. What was this master doing in Beijing? How could he have such a large yard?

Inside, a middle-aged man was sitting in a large rocking chair with his eyes closed, but he didn't seem to be of any real age. The two sides of his hair were already graying, and he didn't look much younger than his master. The middle-aged man pushed the door open and entered, and when he heard the sound, he sat up and saw us coming in, a complicated expression on his face, both happy and sad. He looked at me with that kind of expression, not only my master but also me, and when he stopped, he said, ”Senior, I'm here.”

The two of them walked over to each other. Uncle Master patted his Master on the shoulder and smiled, ”Not bad, your body is quite sturdy.” His Master said, ”I can still do it for a few decades.” The four of us sat down separately. Master and Uncle talked about the recent situation, and from their conversation, I knew why Master said that Uncle was a doctor, that Uncle Master had always been in charge of the physical condition of the several high officials in Beijing. As for the situation of those few high officials, Master asked about it, but Uncle Master refused to tell us.

I listened to them both, bored, and saw that Juhle was always smiling and talking to them, and that Juhle made me feel kind and friendly, so I poked him with my finger, and Juhle put his index finger on his lips to indicate that I should be quiet, and then opened his mouth and pointed to the inside of it, meaning that he could not speak.

Could this senior brother of mine be a mute?” No wonder he had always been unwilling to speak, what a pity. Senior brother Juul was a handsome man with a smile on his face. With a single glance, one could tell that he was someone who was very close to him.

The Great Master smiled and said, ”Junior Brother, I've recently found a hundred year old Head of the Guards. You can try it.” A woman came over with a pot of tea and poured out four cups for us. The color of the tea was so dark that it was almost black, and even when I smelled it, it didn't look very nice. My master praised me, ”Senior brother can always get good things.”

After he finished speaking, he drank a mouthful and repeatedly praised it. Seeing that I didn't drink it, the Great Master asked my Master, ”What is the name of this Junior Martial Nephew of mine?” His Master said, ”His name is Sun Hao, I usually call him Hao.” I said to the Grand Master, ”Great Master, please call me Haozi.” He might have found the name Haozi unpleasant, too.

The Grand Master said, ”Haozi, this tea is not ordinary. Try it.” Under his passionate gaze, I had to taste it. It was ordinary, but it was soft and mellow. It was definitely a great tonic.

Senior Brother,” said the Master, ”I have a thousand-year-old ginseng for you to see.” He opened the box and saw that it was indeed tall and big, not even a single strand was damaged. This is also the first time I've seen such a large ginseng, and I saw that it was the size of a palm in the pharmacy at home.

He took out a magnifying glass, which was very professional. Each of the small branches read it, making a tsk-tsk-tsk sound in their mouths. After looking at it for a long time, he put the magnifying glass down and said, ”It is indeed not wrong.”

His Master proudly said, ”Not bad, right?” ”Unfortunately, it's not the thousand-year-old ginseng you were talking about.” His Master said in shock, ”I can't, I treated the son of an extremely rich person like Yue Yang, he can't lie to me.”