Mu Carp curled up all night, unable to sleep.

There is no imaginary martial arts master master who relieved his pain with a wave of his hand, except for receiving a sentence "Actually, I am also a paper tiger, you can think about it again", there is no half of care. Mu Li, after being moved by the moment when he was rescued, was silent again, thinking about whether he was too impulsive and chose to follow this man out.

Zhang Yun ignored his apprentice, who was no longer an apprentice as soon as the sky dawned, and after eating, he leaned on the tree to rest, until the not too big sky between the branches began to glow white, he got up leisurely, and then threw down a "boulder" with a full weight.

"Your fake mother probably won't live for five years, and she is still a person who doesn't understand qi and martial arts, at most five years. ”

Mu Carp, which was originally curled up like a shriveled shrimp, instantly turned into a detached carp that went ashore, bounced up from the ground suddenly, ignoring the "wonderful" taste of various injuries on his body, and walked in front of Zhang Yun who had just gotten up, staring at this man who was "so annoying" with a pair of eyes that were red from the pain he had endured all night.

"I'm not going to lie to you about this, and even if you choose to stay with me as an apprentice, I'll tell you the same. Zhang Yun was much taller than Mu Li, who was still a young man, so even if his tone was light, this condescending momentum still made him seem a little more disdainful in his words.

Mu Li clenched his teeth, and after just one night, he was no longer the young man who fished by the stream, and he was no longer the young man who spent his days thinking about how to avoid his mother's beating and scolding, and all he had to do was get some strange things to have fun.

Xiong Zhen is just an opportunity, and the young Mu Li doesn't even think that Xiong Zhen, who "sent" himself with an injury, has anything to hate, but he really wants to hate the man in front of him who doesn't know whether he should be called a master or an enemy.

It's just thinking, but I haven't really hated it yet. Because Mu Li is an extremely intelligent teenager, because in addition to enduring the pain after lying there and curling up all night, this young man has thought a lot intentionally or unintentionally.

"Give you five years, how strong can I be?" the young man lowered his head and raised his head again, his expression calm and resolute.

Zhang Yun smiled, stretched out his hand and gestured a height in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's probably so high, maybe it can be a little higher, it depends on yourself." ”

Mu Li gritted his teeth, lowered his head and thought about it for a while, and finally raised his head again, and said very hard: "I will be your apprentice for five years, and then I will serve you for ten years without a death order, or do three major things, during which I must not be prevented from going to see my mother, and I will stay after the incident." Feasible!?"

Zhang Yun didn't respond to Mu Li's words, but still kept a smile and asked, "In the past five years, do you call me master, or master?" He didn't deliberately bite the words, but he believed that Mu Li could understand the difference between these two words that agreed but had different meanings.

Mu Li's butt sat down on the ground again, and the pain made him grin for a while. The young man easily eased up some of his strength, but he didn't stand up again, but simply lay down and put on a big letter, muttering in his mouth: "If you teach well, you are a master, and if you can't teach well, there is no master." ”

There are two diametrically opposed personalities in the bones of the Shu people, who are both comfortable but have explosive bravery. This seemingly contradictory personality actually has an extremely smooth natural connection, and when comfort is broken, these Shu people, who seem to be like lumps of wood and always endure again and again, will burst out with unimaginable great courage.

Yang Wancheng, who has been a butler for three generations of Da Tusi, has been a little anxious recently, because he thinks that he has enough to envy the rich life, especially this state of life that is as natural as breathing, seems to be about to be broken. The biggest headache for the big butler, who was enough to walk sideways in front of most people, was the troublemaker in front of him, his employer, or rather the master, who was more suitable.

Yang Ganglie, the big toast with more than 10,000 private soldiers, fell in love with Yang Liuzhi, the youngest daughter of Yang Wancheng, the big housekeeper who gave his "surname", and had already passed the word that he would marry this little beauty as his name would be after January.

The big toast didn't know that his henchman, who was loyal on the surface but quietly took out a lot of oil and water from under the hands of the big toast, didn't intend to let him get involved with his wife and daughter at all.

What makes the big housekeeper who has been hiding his wife for 20 years very depressed is that his daughter should not have been seen by the big toast, but he ignored the little guy who has been used by himself for ten years, the little bastard who was originally only worthy of being called by him to drink, and he deliberately let Yang Wancheng's daughter be seen by Yang Ganglie and became one of the twelve housekeepers under the big butler, especially the "great responsibility" of presiding over next month's marriage.

The new housekeeper who had just been given the name "Yang Zhongxi" was like a sticky cake that could not be torn off and could not be shaken off, staring at the movements of Yang Wancheng's family, and even Yang Wancheng would be recorded and reported to Da Tusi when he got up to empty the toilet in the middle of the night.

Yang Wancheng nested a fire in his belly, but there was nowhere to sprinkle it. He had been beaten by Da Tusi openly and secretly because of the matter of hiding his daughter, and he knew that if he couldn't get along with Yang Zhongxi, who was fully appointed at this time, the result would only be that he Yang Wancheng couldn't get along with himself.

Yang Wancheng, who had been worried about a lot of white hair overnight, slowly pushed the door in, he really had to drag on his home for a few days, otherwise as soon as he entered the door, he would look at his wife and daughter's extremely resentful eyes, it would be much more uncomfortable than stabbing him a few times.

"Abba, how is it?" The youngest daughter, Yang Liuzhi, wanted to ask as soon as she saw her father enter the door, but it was easy to endure until her father closed the door and entered the house, and the little girl who was disgusted with the big toast from the bottom of her heart immediately spoke.

Of course, it means going to discuss with the big toast to let her go, a little girl who will only turn fourteen next year!

But even if Yang Wancheng knew it in his heart, he didn't see Yang Ganglie's face at all this time, Yang Zhongxi was full of smiles, his eyes were full of provocation, and he just stood at the door, the left sentence The master was not there, and the right sentence The master was gone, blocking Yang Wancheng almost seven points of smoke, and in the end, he could only sigh bitterly and turn his head back.

In the past few days, in addition to interceding, the chief butler has almost put down all his work, and even with a lot of doors, he has begun to be quietly infiltrated by the twelve housekeepers who have coveted him for a long time.

Yang Wancheng doesn't care about that. He was already not short of money, and several of the most important threads were always in his hands, and he never slackened for a moment. He just wanted to find a good way to save his daughter from marrying that bastard who already had thirty-nine women, that murderous and bullying damn toast who cared.

Without waiting for his father's response, Yang Liuzhi raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry, but suddenly heard a comforting man's voice outside.

"In Xiayunzhang, I passed by your house with my disciples and begged for a sip of water. ”