"Cough cough, Senior Brother!"
Jiale instantly felt that this senior brother of his was very annoying. He actually dared to tease Qingqing and say such things on their first meeting!
"You…"
Shameless brat, Master was right. Those who are handsome are not good people!
Zhang Wenjie was indeed not lying. This woman called Qingqing in front of him was indeed 80% similar to Ren Zhuzhu, especially…
"Amitabha…Jiale, where is your master?”
Master Ikxiu didn't want to bother with the young man's thoughts.
"Ah! Oh! Master said he wasn't feeling well!"
"Uncomfortable? It just so happens that I know a little about medicine!"
After saying that, he took big strides towards Four-Eyed's room. Just as he was about to break the door violently, he heard Four-Eyed's vicious words.
"In that case, we'll go back first!”
"Don't! Master, since you're already here, let's have a simple meal before going back!”
Jiale's expression changed several times. He tried his best to persuade Master Ikyu to stay, but his eyes never left Master Ikyu's disciple, Qingqing.
Zhang Wenjie, who was sitting on the stool with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette, almost laughed out loud. As expected, the teacher was kind and the disciple was filial. No wonder he was so enthusiastic about cooking when he was drawing the talisman just now.
It turned out that the drunkard's intentions weren't about the wine. Even Master Ikxiu's visit was probably intentional by Jiale, all for the sake of this woman called Qingqing.
"How can I do that!"
Master Ikxiu was already seated at the table, and he was already holding up his bowl as he spoke.
"It's fine. Master isn't feeling well, so Master Ikxiu and Qingqing ordered some. I still have some vegetables.”
As she spoke, she picked up the rag on the table and ran into the kitchen.
"Boom!"
The sound of a heavy wooden door being pushed and pulled came from Four-Eyed's room. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed walked out slowly and stared at the dishes on the table with a frown.
"Hey! Didn't you say that you're not feeling well? If you're not feeling well, rest more. This dish isn't to your liking!”
Master Ikkyu saw the inexplicable smile on Si Mu's face.
"Hmph, it's none of your business!"
The four-eyed man snorted coldly.
"Qingqing, you even came to pay your respects to Daoist Priest Four-Eyed!”
"Greetings, Daoist Priest!"
Qingqing stood up and bowed slightly to Four-eyes to express her greetings.
"Yes!"
Compared to the ugly Ikkyuu, Qingqing was indeed eye-catching. Four-eyes 'originally terrible mood couldn't help but regain some vitality.
"My good disciple, you didn't even answer Master's call for you to cook. I was wondering why you were so enthusiastic today!”
Jiale came out of the kitchen with some vegetables. As soon as he put them down, he was pinched by Si Mu.
"Uncle-Master!"
Although Zhang Wenjie had seen the movie plot, there was no joy in the atmosphere when he was in it. He only felt unspeakable frustration.
"Hmph, Wenjie, come and sit down for dinner!”
Seeing this, the four-eyed man couldn't show his bad side in front of his martial nephew. Who knew if he would go back and tell that stingy senior brother!
What should happen would still happen. At the beginning, he restrained himself because of Zhang Wenjie's existence, but later on, he still did what he had to do!
The chicken, duck, and fish on the table fell back and forth on the square rice table. In the end, Master Ikxiu stuffed a peanut into his nostrils and won.
Zhang Wenjie was speechless…
Late at night, Zhang Wenjie lay down on his bed. Before he went to sleep, he took out a mute talisman and stuck it on his body. Then, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhang Wenjie opened his eyes and pushed open the door. Just as he was about to light a cigarette, a roar came from Master Ikyuu's room next door.
"Bald monk, why are you hitting the wooden fish so early in the morning?”
"Speak! How much is it? This poor priest will buy your house today!”
"It's too vulgar to talk about money. Monks pay attention to fate.”
"I'm so angry. Today, this poor priest will let you ascend to the Elysian World as soon as possible!”
Boom!
A huge hole appeared in Master Ikxiu's house, and the two men, who were over a hundred years old, rolled on the ground and fought like hooligans.
"Master, stop fighting! Stop fighting!"
Master Ikyu's disciple, Qingqing, ran out of the house and shouted. This scene might have been even more interesting if it had rained.
The fight didn't last long. The two of them had swollen faces and bruised mouths. They were pulled back by their respective disciples and returned to their rooms to heal their injuries.
This kind of boring life lasted for a few days. Zhang Wenjie found it interesting at first, then disgusted.
A monk took in a female disciple, but she just had to live next door to Four-Eye and grew up together with Four-Eye's disciple. He had put in so much effort!
More than ten miles away, there was a group of people carrying the coffin and slowly walking along the path to Martial Uncle Four-Eyed's house.
Just as Zhang Wenjie was thinking about whether he should find a small river to fish to pass the time, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed came over shyly and asked Zhang Wenjie if he could teach his junior brother Jiale how to draw talismans.
Zhang Wenjie naturally couldn't reject him. After all, he could eat, drink, poop, and sleep by himself. He didn't have to do anything. It was more comfortable than a vacation.
Life was unpredictable, and the large intestine wrapped up the small intestine. Even if Uncle-Master wanted to, it would be useless. Jiale and Qiusheng's literary talent were the same, and they did not even have the talent to draw talismans!
Creak!
The sound of footsteps came from outside the house. Zhang Wenjie looked out of the window.
From afar, it gave off a strange feeling. There were soldiers dressed in military uniforms, and the leaders were a few burly men holding strange weapons. From their footsteps, it seemed that they were all trained.
In addition, there were also a few Taoist priests dressed up. There was a coffin parked in the middle of the team. The coffin was tied up with a bronze horn and a gold coffin.
Zhang Wenjie's face revealed an excited smile. Wasn't this the reason why he had waited for so long?
At this moment, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Master Ikxiu also saw this group of people and stood up to watch.
"Uncle-Master, it's already the 20th year of the Republic of China. Why are there still soldiers dressed like this?”
"Looking at their attire, they should be the descendants of the former Qing Dynasty's imperial relatives and soldiers!”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had seen too many orphans of the former Qing Dynasty who reminisced about the past when he traveled the Jianghu. They were basically poor scum with a reputation.
During the early years of the Republic of China, the Qing Dynasty still had some influence in the north, but after so many years, it had long become a thing of the past!
However, what he saw today was indeed different from before. When he saw the Taoist priest leading the way, he quickly said,"Let's go and take a look."
Since his Uncle-Master was already like this, Zhang Wenjie naturally followed. As for Master Yixiu, Zhang Wenjie had been here for a long time and had already seen that this was a bald donkey who couldn't stay idle.
He had the mentality of chasing stars and gossiping in the future, and he also had the hobby of the masses.
Once Martial Uncle Four-Eyed left, Master Ikxiu followed closely behind.
"Senior Brother!"
Qian He walked out of the group and raised his hand to look at Si Mu who was walking towards him.
"Junior Brother, such a big show, business is booming!”
"You're still like this after not seeing each other for a few years…"
Qian He looked at Si Mu and shook his head. Then, he turned his gaze to Zhang Wenjie behind him.
"Senior Brother, when did you take in a new disciple?”
"I wish I could, but unfortunately, I'm not that lucky. I'm Stingy Nine's disciple!”
Stingy Nine was what the Four-Eyed Senior Brothers called Lin Jiu in private.
"Wenjie, let me introduce you. This is your martial uncle, Taoist Master Qian He!”
"Greetings, Uncle-Master!"
Zhang Wenjie filtered out the teasing from the four eyes. In any case, it was the truth.
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