The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 527
There is an old saying that three years old is old.

When Zhu Xuanguang was three years old, in such a critical situation, he knew to kneel down to his father first. Why can't he keep the rules as he grows up?

Yan Sanhe made a decision immediately.

"Zhu Yuanmo, you three brothers should wait outside first. I have something to ask the manager alone."

Zhu Yuanmo's breathing stagnated, and Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San also became nervous.

Why send them away?

Zhu Yuanmo spoke softly, "Miss Yan, is there anything we three brothers can't listen to?"

"Have."

One word, simple, powerful and unquestionable.

Zhu Yuanmo immediately stood up and glanced at the two brothers. The three of them quickly walked outside.

Li Buyan quickly closed the door and made two new cups of tea.

Yan Sanhe leaned back into the chair and slowly pressed his temples with his hands.

Seeing her tired face, Li Buyan asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

"Eat after asking."

Yan Sanhe raised his head, "Zhu Jing, you should understand the reason why I sent the three masters away, right?"

The old manager has worked with two masters, and he has never seen any scenes, and he has never understood any people's hearts.

"I know, Miss Yan is afraid that they are here, and the old slave will be hesitant to speak."

"As long as you know."

Yan Sanhe: "Let's talk about the Fifth Master. Did the Fifth Master's poor health come from his mother's womb?"

"Yes."

The old manager: "When the old lady was eight and a half months pregnant, she was frightened by a black wild cat one night. Half an hour later, she was born prematurely. The fifth master was not carried to full term in his mother's womb, and his body was weak since he was a child."

Yan Sanhe: "How bad is it?"

Manager: "When the seasons change, I will cough, be short of breath, and feel chills. In winter, I need to wear more clothes than others."

This is not far behind.

Compared with Mr. Xie's figure when he was a child, he is much better.

Yan Sanhe: "Besides that, is there anything else?"

Manager: "Nothing else."

Yan Sanhe: "What did the imperial doctor say?"

The manager said: "There are no full-term students, so we are losing a bit."

Yan Sanhe: "Is there no way to adjust it?"

"Have!"

The old manager: "The imperial doctor asked the old lady to take good care of the fifth master during the years when he was growing up. He said he could be brought back to health."

Men's development begins at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Yan Sanhe: "Have you taken good care of yourself?"

Manager: "The old lady's most precious thing is Mr. Wu. In those years, piles of supplements were moved to the house. The big and small kitchens tried their best to prepare delicious food for Mr. Wu."

Yan Sanhe frowned: "Why didn't you raise it well?"

When asked about this, the old manager could only sigh and said, "Miss Yan, no matter how good the doctor is, you can't help the Fifth Master messing around on his own."

Yan Sanhe: "How do you say this?"

"The fifth master had just learned how to draw talisman with me during that time, and he was obsessed with it. He painted until midnight every night, and sometimes he only slept for one or two hours a day."

The old manager sighed: "If he hadn't fainted suddenly, the old man and the old lady wouldn't have discovered it, and it would have been too late to remedy the situation."

Yan Sanhe didn't see Boss Zhu's appearance after drawing the talisman, "Drawing the talisman consumes energy?"

"Miss Yan, this line of work consumes energy and blood. When the old man was alive, the most important thing was health care. From the age of 20, he only drank ginseng tea."

The old manager: "No one in the Zhu family lives very long. They all died at the age of 50 or [-]." Yan Sanhe: "Where are the young men and the maids? Why don't you give me some advice?"

Manager: "Who can persuade Mr. Wu?"

Yan Sanhe: "So, the fifth master has a strong temper?"

"Uh?"

The old manager was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "Don't be strong-tempered, Master Five. You should be leisurely and do everything slowly."

Yan Sanhe: "If you don't want to force yourself, then why do you draw the talisman until midnight? Why can't you persuade me?"

"The fifth master loves to delve into things he likes. Once he gets into it, he forgets everything. He doesn't even need to eat. He can't hear anyone's words. It's like a monk who has fallen into trance."

The old manager: "He has a soft temper and a sweet mouth. He can coax the servants and maids around him, and they can't be found in the southeast, northwest, let alone inform the old master and the old lady behind the master's back."

Yan Sanhe was thoughtful, why does it sound so similar to Mr. Xie?

Seeing that she didn't speak, the manager kept talking to himself.

"There is a talisman somewhere, and the old man taught him to calculate it. When he is obsessed, he can stay up for three days and three nights.

When he was learning the Yin House, he would run to the graveyard when he had nothing to do, and he would run to the graveyard when he had nothing to do. His body was already weak, and the Yin Qi in that place was heavy, so he couldn't bear it.

The old lady tried to persuade her many times, but it went in with her left ear and came out with her right ear. When the old lady got anxious, he just hugged her and said, "Mother, mother, mother," but there was nothing he could do..."

The old manager felt that his whole life's anger had been exhausted in this main room.

"The fifth master was still young at that time. He didn't know what was important or light. He could learn his skills slowly. He only had one body. Once it was broken, he would never be gone again. Even if he said a thousand words, he would still be alive!"

Life?
Yan Sanhe closed his eyes.

The Buddha said that good people do good deeds and gain understanding through understanding, but in reality many things are not necessarily the same. Not all failures and downfalls can be attributed to one word - fate!

Yan Sanhe opened his eyes, "Compared with the fifth master and his two brothers, which spiritual energy talent is more powerful?"

"This……"

The old manager frowned and stared at the bluestone brick without moving.

Yan Sanhe finished half the cup of tea, but he still didn't speak.

After waiting for a while, the old manager suddenly paused and said, "The fifth master is better than the first master, but not as good as the first master."

"Such an answer..."

Yan Sanhe opened his eyes and leaned forward: "Zhu Jing, why are you thinking about it for so long?"

Boss: "..."

Yan Sanhe looked at him sharply, "Or are you not telling the truth?"

The old manager's eyes flashed, and he didn't dare to look at Yan Sanhe.

"At this point, I advise you, old man, to tell the truth!"

Li Buyan doesn't have the patience and temper of Yan Sanhe.

"It's already a damn disaster. How about hiding a little bit here and a little bit there, until every one of the Zhu family is dead?"

The word "annihilation" frightened the old manager so much that he almost jumped out of his chair.

He gritted his old teeth and told the truth completely.

"The old man once said that the fifth master has the best spiritual energy among the children of the Zhu family. If he has a good body, the Zhu family can prosper for three more generations."

"so."

A sneer appeared in Yan Sanhe's eyes, "If his health is fine, he must be the head of the Zhu family, right?"

"This……"

"Say!"

The old manager lowered his head, and after a long while, he let out a confused sound in his throat——

"Ok".

(End of this chapter)