"All of them want to anger me to death!”Ninth Uncle walked over and looked at the willow tree with only half a trunk left.
Lin Jiang knew that he had done wrong and did not say anything.
"Where's Wencai?" After feeling depressed for a while, Ninth Uncle asked Lin Jiang about his literary talent.
"He seems to be still sleeping!"
Ninth Uncle's eyebrows instantly stood up, and his expression became unfriendly.
"Bastard, he forgot everything I said last night in the blink of an eye. He's still sleeping at this time and doesn't even know to get up to cultivate.”
He bent down and broke off a few small willow branches from the willow tree that Lin Jiang had kicked. He twisted them into a bundle and walked angrily towards the morgue.
Lin Jiang knew that there was going to be a good show.
Sure enough, after witnessing Ninth Uncle enter Wen Cai's room, the sound of a pig being slaughtered could be heard.
With his extraordinary hearing, he could hear the sound of the willow branch whipping Wen Cai's body. He didn't see it with his own eyes, but Lin Jiang could imagine Wen Cai's bitter face at this moment.
"Master! Why did you hit me?" Wen Cai screamed and begged Ninth Uncle.
Wen Cai jumped up and down, his palm quickly rubbing the spot where the willow branch had hit.
The piercing pain was as if he had been slashed by a knife. His face was twisted into a fried dough twist, but he also looked confused. He could not understand why his master had come to slap him so early in the morning.
"Bastard, you're useless. Lin Jiang gets up at the fifth watch and has been practicing for several hours, yet you're still sleeping.”
Ninth Uncle was furious and increased the strength of his whip.
"Master, stop fighting. I'll go practice now.”Wen Cai covered his head and ran like a rat. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes and quickly ran to Lin Jiang's place.
Ninth Uncle saw that he was starting to practice the Maoshan Fighting Fist methodically, so he threw away the branch in his hand and left.
He stole a glance but could not see Ninth Uncle. Wen Cai looked at Lin Jiang as he punched."You brat, you caused me to be beaten up by my master.”
The reason why he was whipped by Ninth Uncle was because Lin Jiang practiced hard and woke up before dawn.
It was true that Lin Jiang had harmed him.
Lin Jiang raised his eyebrows. It seemed that this guy had forgotten the lesson from last night and was starting to challenge him.
She was indeed a heartless person who could never remember a lesson.
"Have you forgotten who your senior brother is?" Lin Jiang's sinister gaze made Wen Cai shrink his neck. He remembered that he and Qiu Sheng were beaten up by Lin Jiang last night.
Wen Cai didn't dare to say anything else.
At this moment, he saw Lin Jiang walking over with a few broken willow branches in his hand.
"Senior Brother, what…what are you doing?”Wen Cai said with a bitter face.
Lin Jiang revealed a devilish smile in Wen Cai's eyes.""If you don't want to improve, you'll embarrass your master and me, your senior brother. I have to guide you in your cultivation.”
The moment these words came out, Wen Cai's expression immediately changed.
The next moment, the willow branch cut through the air and whipped Wen Cai's body, causing him to scream.
"Focus on your cultivation. If you dare to be distracted again, I'll slap you.”
" You…" Wen Cai glared at Lin Jiang.
"Remember to eat but not fight." Lin Jiang waved his hand and slapped Wen Cai again.
Wen Cai didn't dare to retort and continued to punch.
Pa!
Another whip landed on Wen Cai's body.
"Senior Brother, what did I do wrong this time?" Wen Cai painfully touched the spot where he was whipped and looked at Lin Jiang in fear.
This senior brother was simply a devil. He was even more ruthless than his master.
"This punch is wrong. Raise your arm a little higher.”
Pa!
After a while, Lin Jiang drew another one.
This time, he did not need Wen Cai to ask. He directly said,"I have to use all my strength in this punch. How can I train my body when it's soft?”
"For this move, you have to twist your waist straight!"
"In this move, the thigh must be higher than the head!”
"This move…"
An hour later, Lin Jiang nodded in satisfaction. Under his whipping, he had corrected most of the mistakes in Wencai Maoshan Fighting Fist.
Although Wen Cai was stupid, he still had some talent. Otherwise, he would not have been accepted as Ninth Uncle's disciple.
This fellow was just as lazy as Qiu Sheng. He didn't want to improve, which was why he had always been like a good-for-nothing.
"Alright, that's enough!" Just as Wen Cai was about to collapse from exhaustion, Ninth Uncle finally arrived.
At this moment, Wen Cai was already sweating profusely and panting heavily. He looked at Ninth Uncle with a resentful gaze.
Ninth Uncle looked at Lin Jiang." In the future, wake him up when you wake up to practice martial arts. If he's unwilling, you can whip him as hard as you can."”
Wen Cai's face was terrified. He opened his mouth but did not dare to speak.
The good days were over!
"Yes, Master!" Lin Jiang agreed. Apart from cultivating, it was also a very relaxing thing to draw literary talent.
……
At noon, Ninth Uncle brought Lin Jiang and Wen Cai out and left the mortuary for the town.
Wen Cai's face was filled with an unconcealable smile.
Because their master wanted to bring them to drink foreign tea.
This was a place that only the rich elders of Ren Town could afford to go to. For this reason, Wen Cai put on his most beautiful clothes-a small brown mandarin jacket. He jumped excitedly around Ninth Uncle and Lin Jiang.
Senior Brother, have you ever tried foreign tea?" Wen Cai asked Lin Jiang curiously.
He had drunk it in his previous life, but he had never drunk it in this life.
Lin Jiangxin thought.
"Yes!"
"Is the foreign tea good?"
"The taste is average!"
As they spoke, the three of them arrived at Ren Town.
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