Chapter 4:

"Ms. Yun, why did you come out?" Yu Yao stepped on the muddy water and ran forward a few steps, then took the bamboo umbrella.
The person holding the umbrella reveals half of a hibiscus face through the door lintel, a green shirt and a skirt, and a beautiful temple like a cloud. She is a classical beauty that is forgotten. It's a pity that the body is thin, weak Liu Fufeng, there is a state of sickness and slim.
Yuan Xiang'er knew that this was the teacher's wife who had been chanting several times along the way. She cleverly yelled the teacher in Yu Yao's arms.
Yun Niang nodded: "I thought you didn't bring rain gear, so I thought of welcoming you at the door. Is this the new apprentice?"
Her voice is cold, her tone is flat, there is nothing particularly hot, and she can't see her preferences.
The young lady's body was obviously not very good. She was pale in the solar terms and lacked blood and blood. She wore a rigorous dress and put a drape on her shoulders.
Yuan Xianger suspected that not to mention such a rain, even a strong wind might blow away the teacher.
Yu Yao held Yuan Xiang'er in one hand and held an umbrella in the other. The umbrella cover was tightly covered over the heads of his wife and little apprentice, and most of his body was wet. The three of them walked along the gravel road in the courtyard,
The gardens grow unevenly around the flowers and plants of various colors, without trimming and carving, showing a bit of wild interest in the mess. The most conspicuous is a sycamore tree, with its branches surging up to the sky, and its pavilions are like a cover.
A soft voice came from the dense branches and leaves: "What kind of apprentice I do, I turned out to be just a yellow-haired girl. I had known it all, and it was worth it. Take a long trip like this."
Yuan Xianger stretched out his head and looked up from the edge of the umbrella. There was a humanoid creature on the sturdy branches of the phoenix tree. A human face was indistinguishable from the male and female. The eyelids were painted with a rich rouge red. The crown caps, two long red hood scarves hanging down from the white cheeks, swayed gently in the green branches and leaves. There are pure white feathers on his arms resting on his chest, and long pure white feathers hanging down from the branches behind him.
"This is stealing fat, an apostle as a teacher." Yu Yao introduced Yuan Xianger.
Passing through the courtyard, a circle of hanging-foot eaves encircles the Shuying house, with paper windows and wooden couches, which are simple and elegant. Yu Yao took Yunniang and Yuan Xianger to the porch, and stood on the porch to shake off the rain from the umbrella.
Yunniang didn't have any extra words, Shi Shiran walked through the long corridor, entered a room to the south, and stopped showing up.
A half-faced horned head suddenly appeared on the ground beside Yuan Xianger's feet, which shocked her. A deep voice rang from under the wooden floor of the hanging porch, "Such a female doll can also practice Mr.'s secret technique? I think it is not enough for me to eat."
"This is Xiqu. He has a bad temper," Yu Yao introduced with a smile, "but they are all great. When they stay at home, even if the master is not there, you can play without fear and feel at ease. "
They are the ones who are afraid of me, right? Yuan Xiang'er looked at Xiqu's fierce and wicked appearance, slandering inwardly.
"What does the apostle mean?" she asked without understanding.
"I'm waiting for the cultivators to subdue the demons with magic techniques. If I don't want to kill them, I can make a bond with them with secret techniques. I think they are driven, so I am called an apostle."
"It turns out it can be like this. Master can teach me this? I also want an apostle." Yuan Xianger was excited, remembering that if he could control a group of goblins to protect himself and run errands for himself in the future, wouldn't he be very proud.
So she pulled Yu Yao's sleeve, wishing to immediately learn the technique to capture a little goblin as an apostle.
"Of course I can teach you." Yu Yao squatted down and touched her head, "but this is not so easy. If you want to get the first apostle, you have to wait at least after you get out."
Since then, Yuan Xianger has lived in this small courtyard and started his own path of practice.
Yu Yao himself has learned a lot of miscellaneous, and he has covered a wide range of subjects. Whether it is Feng Shui, Fu Lu incantation, Liu Ren Kanyu, Zhu Yu 13 subjects he seems to be able to master.
But Yuan Xianger discovered the biggest problem for herself. She didn't know how to read, or the traditional Chinese characters of this era. It seems that each word seems to be understandable, and it is not the same to read it at all, and it is impossible to read through those difficult classics fluently.
Although Master Yu Yao is very knowledgeable in art and mathematics, he can use his own understanding when giving lectures to explain theories that should be obscure in a vivid and simple way. But the strange thing is that he knows nothing about simple childhood education.
Yu Yao read a book of "Thousand Characters" on the stone table in the courtyard for a long time, stammering and reading: "Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric..."
"The meaning of this heaven and earth Xuanhuang is...what is it?" He scratched his head.
"The sky is black, the ground is yellow, and the universe is vast and boundless." Yuan Xianger said that he had learned these two famous lines in middle school.
"Yes, yes, that's what it means." Yu Yao nodded happily, and then pointed to the next few words and asked Yuan Xianger, "This is the age of Leap, what does Lulu Diaoyang mean?"
Yuan Xiang'er shook his head, which is too high for a science and engineering student.
So the two masters and apprentices stared with big eyes, the road of cultivation was difficult and difficult, and they were blocked in the first step of literacy.
"Human Chinese characters are really too difficult." Yu Yao whispered.
The fat-thief's head protruded from the trunk, and the crimson crown hung down in front of the page: "Humans have very powerful spells, but they seem to deliberately make this kind of things incomprehensible, so that their own people can easily learn. Go. It's a very selfish race."
Xiqu's low voice sounded from the ground: "I think they are guarding our monster race, and are afraid that we will practice their secret skills, otherwise their delicate flesh can only serve as our monster's food."
"Anyway, I can't understand these things. Only... can understand."
The last murmur of Xiqu, Yuan Xianger did not hear clearly, because at this time, the figure of Shi Niang rarely appeared in the shadow of the eaves.
"Let me teach you about literacy." Yunniang said lightly, holding her sleeves.
After these days, Yuan Xiang'er knew that the body of her elder sister was really frail, and she stayed at home all day and only stayed in her bedroom. The master respects and loves her very much. Three meals a day are served before the bed, and all the trivial matters in life are taken care of by himself.
Probably because of the lack of energy, the teacher's temperament is very cold, reluctant to speak, and she has no interest in anything. Except for the day when she first arrived, Yuan Xiang'er barely spoke to her. She did not expect that she would offer to teach herself literacy.
From then on, Yuan Xianger learned the words for half an hour with Yunniang every day. Then follow Yu Yao to learn some five-element secret techniques, such as qi collection and body refining, heavenly secret determination and so on.
Yunniang's lectures are very rigorous, step by step, and step by step.
Yu Yao is very casual, has no rules at all, and acts arrogantly and recklessly. Sometimes he folds a handful of yarrow in his hand, and teaches the number of heaven and earth in the grass. Sometimes the incense was bathed in a serious manner to show Yuan Xianger the process of performing amulets and singing mantras. From the pure and orthodox crape myrtle fight to the taboo trick of victory. Thinking of what to say, there is no taboo, and it doesn't matter how Yuan Xianger can't understand it.
After eating too early every day, Yuan Xiang'er went into Yun Niang's room to ask for peace. Yun Niang would get up from the bed, put on her clothes, loosely roll up her hair bun, and sit by the window to teach her how to write.
Madam's hands were very cold, and her voice was always cold. But she taught her with great care. She often held Yuan Xiang'er's hand and taught her to write beautiful characters with a brush.
There was a cold touch on the back of Yuan Xiang'er's hand, and she couldn't help worrying about the physical condition of her sister. Master’s blessings are so good that people often travel far and wide, and come to him to beg for a magic talisman to cure the disease, saying that it can cure the disease.
However, the wife did not know what disease she had, and even the master was helpless.
Yuan Xiang'er felt a little guilty, and the seriously ill lady still spent half an hour giving lectures for herself every day. As a result, she became more motivated, immersed herself in studying hard, and coupled with her own foundation, can be regarded as a rapid progress in literacy and endorsement.
What Yuan Xianger used to study was the hard work she had developed when facing the college entrance examination for three years in high school. After all, the subjects to be studied nowadays are numerous and difficult to understand. The teacher who teaches is still a bit unreliable, so she can only attend classes. Take notes carefully, organize by yourself after class, consult literature, and compare and understand.
Yunniang was very pleased with her academic achievements in cultural studies, and finally began to show a smile or two on her cold face, occasionally boasting of progress stingly.
Yu Yao seemed worried. He felt that young disciples should be at the age of playing and should not study hard day and night. What he said the most was, "Why don't you go out to play Xianger?"
In order to worry that his apprentice would not have a playmate when he first arrived, he even greeted every family with children who had good neighbors. So that the skin monkeys who were eager to try because of the new friends have no more scruples. The big flowers and two flowers from Aunt Wu's family and the iron cow and dog eggs from Uncle Chen's family all swarmed in, pulling Yuan Xiang'er up and down to play.
At this time, Master is always very pleased to stand at the door fence and wave his hand,
Play well, remember to come back for dinner when you are in your time, Master made your favorite bamboo sun pheasant soup today.

Yuan Xianger expressed that she felt helpless for her master's care. She didn't want to play with these six or seven-year-old children. She really just wanted to study hard.
Reluctantly, the master's hospitality is difficult, and the friends are enthusiastic. She had no choice but to reduce her mind to childhood and happily join the army of playing in the mud.