"I... are you asking me? I don't know!"
Yuan Buyu shook his head like a rattle drum, answering resolutely.
He sighed, "Xuan is too strange, incomprehensible, really incomprehensible! I estimate that once this kid starts his ritual with the incense, strange things will happen one after another. It's going to be troublesome."
*Having an apprentice who exceeds even a master's understanding is truly difficult.*
Yuan Buyu looked up at the sky, dusk approaching, and felt that it was already late. He said to Zhou Xuan, "Xuanzi, take that folded fan and gavel back to your room. Nourish your incense flame well tonight, and don't do anything improper. After breakfast tomorrow, I'll teach you the skills of a storyteller."
"Lao Yuan, what are the skills of a storyteller? Can it make storytelling more exciting?"
"Ha, storytelling is to accumulate incense flame and improve Dao level. If you really want to talk about skills, just watch."
