Ai Hui woke up in a daze, he had a nightmare, he was struggling in the wind, he tried to grab something, but he couldn't. He also dreamed of the fat man, who was holding his body in the pouring rain, sitting in the mud and wailing. He dreamed of the boss, who told him to burn all those sword codex, and he stood in the empty dojo at a loss.

He woke up.

The gray eyes that opened were dim and scattered, and after a while, the scattered eyes gathered little by little, and in the endless gray desolation, a very faint glimmer of light lit up. It is as if the cold face carved in metal and rock is like a spring breeze blowing through the wilderness after the winter is raging, adding a little more life.

It's been a long time since I've had a nightmare.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, a little distracted.

I don't know how the fat man is now, is it that if you don't cultivate, you are still being abducted and deceived everywhere? Eat less sugar, you are already so fat, if someone bullies you to remember your name, don't tell me, tell me until I am more powerful, if I can't help but help you take revenge, we will both be bad. Don't worry, I'll cultivate hard, if I can't beat you, then I can only beat you, it's really looking for death to provoke such a powerful enemy.

I don't know how the boss is doing in heaven, it is estimated that there is no sword cultivation in heaven, boss, you have to follow the local customs, be a man, no, be realistic when you are a ghost, don't be so stubborn. Don't do business, boss, you are not suitable, find a stable job and live well. Heaven should be full of such jobs, and if there is no place for stable work, it is certainly not qualified to be called heaven.

Ai Hui, you have to work hard.

After saying the last sentence to himself, Ai Hui let out a long breath, and the dreams and negative emotions were in the long air.

He returned to normal, as usual. The gloom and the gloom, the fear and the cowardice, all vanished, as if they had never been.

His gaze was firm and calm, and he was still the strong and fearless Ai Hui in his heart.

He struggled to get out of bed, but his left arm ached.

Fractured, he judged very skillfully, such an injury, he encountered more than once. Thinking of the last moment when he rushed out of the Hanging Golden Pagoda, he seemed to hit something, but he didn't expect his left arm.

It was well bandaged, medicated, and it didn't take long to heal. He has a lot of experience, and hard injuries such as broken bones may seem miserable, but in fact they are not serious, and as long as they are treated in time, they will heal quickly. The real headache is the internal injury, and if the five mansions and eight palaces are injured, it will be very troublesome.

Estimating that he is in a lot of trouble, Ai Hui smiled bitterly.

I was a bit of a mess at the time.

He didn't know what was going on inside him.

Suddenly, the sound of an argument outside reached his ears.

"Shouchuan, he is a real genius! Just open the Natal Yuan Mansion, you can use the double-flow weaving method to weave Yuan gauze. I can't even think of how he did it now, it's incredible!"

The old lady's voice came from outside the door, full of amazement.

Ai Hui feels that his heart is dark, and it is always a happy thing to be praised by others, and he has also paid a lot for it.

"He's a genius! A genius of embroidery! Shouchuan, I was wrong last time! His talent is so good, I must let him come to the embroidery workshop, I will personally train him, and I will accept him as a closed disciple!" The old lady's tone was excited.

Ai Hui was a little dumbfounded, don't, embroidery is very profitable and promising, but he is a big man, and he really deals with embroidery in the future, he still feels awkward.

The old man was quite happy to hear it, but when he heard that the old lady was going to rob Ai Hui, he immediately stopped: "No! He is an apprentice! I am such an apprentice, and I will inherit my mantle in the future!"

"You're wasting his talent! You're irresponsible for his life!" The old lady snorted coldly: "Just let him learn that little bit of your stuff." ”

"Not anyway!" the old man refused.

The old lady was suddenly annoyed: "Wang Shouchuan, what do you mean? The old lady has apologized to you, what do you want me to do? I have been with you for so many years, and you treat me like this? I was wrong last time, I have lived with you for so many years, what blessings have I enjoyed? What have I begged you for? I will come to the induction field when you go to the induction field, and you can toss whatever you want, and you treat me like this? Wang Shouchuan, you will make it clear to me today, woo woo woo ......"

Seeing his wife crying with a handful of snot and tears, Wang Shouchuan suddenly coaxed and slowed down his tone: "I didn't say anything, why are you crying." My apprentice is not your apprentice, if he doesn't study hard, you break his legs. ”

Li Wei and Mingxiu were on the side, looking at their noses and noses, like stone people. He felt a little weak in his heart, and secretly regretted why he came in such a hurry. At present, I feel that this scene should not be seen by him, an outsider. Master, master, don't give me little shoes to wear because of today.

Mingxiu is okay, I've seen a lot of scenes like this, and I don't feel too embarrassed, but I also know that I must not intervene at this time.

Seeing that his wife's crying had stopped a lot, Wang Shouchuan continued: "But what about us, we have to consider Ai Hui's opinion." ”

When the old lady heard this, she immediately stopped crying, and raised her voice: "Does he have an opinion?"

Ai Hui in the room trembled when he heard this.

"Of course he won't have an opinion. Wang Shouchuan coughed lightly: "You see how much he wanted to enter the embroidery workshop at that time." But we have to think about it, if he is a girl, then I won't say a word, you just take it away and send it to you. But he is a male baby, embroidery you are more familiar than me, which male embroidery master? I also know some of his character, or like some things to fight and kill, he has nothing to learn embroidery, let him embroider for a lifetime, this is a bit difficult. ”

The old lady stopped talking.

Wang Shouchuan's words are to the point, she actually had a pity many times before she came, if only Ai Hui was a girl. It is not for nothing that men learn embroidery, but very few, and none of them have achieved anything.

Wang Shouchuan took advantage of the victory to pursue: "What I mean, when he is injured, let him go to the embroidery workshop, and follow the study first." Whether his talent is good or not, whether he is interested in embroidery or not, is not in a hurry. In the future, he will have to choose his own path. ”

The old lady's face turned a little pale, and she snorted: "Finally, you said something human, and you forgave me so many tears in vain." Mingxiu, we will embroider the workshop. ”

After that, he walked out proudly, and there was still a little bit of the tearful appearance just now.

"Uncle Shi, let's go. Mingxiu hurriedly saluted Wang Shouchuan, waved his hand to Li Wei, and caught up with the master.

Wang Shouchuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife leaving, and the battle just now also startled him, grabbed the kettle on the table, and poured himself a few big sips.

Putting down the teapot, he asked Levi on the side, "What's the matter with you?"