Wang San's brows furrowed immediately, for some reason, he always felt that Zhang Xiaoyu at this moment seemed to give him a little different. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the exactly, he couldn't say.

Yu Changqing stepped forward and said, "Miss doesn't have a good rest, why did she come here?"

Zhang Xiaoyu said unhurriedly: "This is the Zhang family's martial arts arena, I can naturally come." ”

"Miss......"

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his hand to stop Yu Changqing's words, and said: "Deputy Leader Yu, I heard my father mention you before, and you are really a loyal person, I wonder if you are willing to take on the position of housekeeper and take over the position of the leader of the Zhang family's guards?"

When Yu Changqing heard this, he immediately leaned over and said: "Miss, Yu is willing to serve the Zhang family and become a housekeeper, but ......" He accentuated his tone and said: "But the position of the leader, Yu Mou can never take it at that time, please take it back!"

"Why is that?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked.

Yu Changqing said word by word: "Because of this position, it will always be my master's!"

"Good. Zhang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "That is the case, according to what you say." ”

She then looked around at the people around her and said, "Today's Zhang family is a catastrophe, and you still have some Zhang family in your hearts, Xiaoyu is very happy." “

Then she looked at Yu Changqing and said: "The family members and guards who died tragically this time, please also ask Steward Yu to bury them, if they still have wives and children in their families, please send fifty taels of silver to their families, and recruit new family members to make up for the vacancy......

A series of initiatives were said in an orderly manner.

Yu Changqing glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu in surprise and said, "Obey!"

"Steward Yu, please hurry up and find someone to build a coffin. ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded, then looked at Wang San again, bowed and said, "Master, this time you helped to rescue the Zhang family, Xiaoyu is grateful." ”

Wang San smiled and said, "You're polite, you're polite......"

This is Fan Jiugong's sudden words: "Good man, this person is a little beggar in this gang, how can you call him master?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang San's face suddenly froze.

Before, when he was in the single family, Fan Jiugong gave him a strange feeling, but now, he has returned again, and he has seen the appearance in the Land Temple.

"Master, you recognize the wrong person, this person is not a disciple of this gang, but the first seat of the dining hall of Songshan Wulong Temple, the law name is Xiaosan, and the people on the rivers and lakes are called Dianju Little Monk. ”

Although Wang San knew that Zhang Xiaoyu was explaining to Fan Jiugong, he was still very awkward in his heart, and said in his heart: "You don't need to go into details, right?"

While others were puzzled, thinking: "This is Zhang Xiaoyu's master, how can he look like a madman?"

"Five Dragons...... Why is it so familiar? Wulong Temple ......" Fan Jiugong muttered where he heard Zhang Xiaoyu's words.

Zhang Xiaoyu said to Qiao'er again: "Qiao'er, you take the third master to freshen up." ”

"Yes, miss. Qiao'er responded, and then said, "Master, please come with me." ”

Wang San answered, and left here with Qiao'er, he looked back at Zhang Xiaoyu from time to time, and sighed: "I hope you can survive it!"

That night, Zhang Xiaoyu found a guest room and set up a mourning hall, put her father in a coffin, and placed it in the mourning hall.

Everyone wears linen and filial piety, but Wang San is an exception, because she does not belong to the Zhang family, but she is also tied with a white cloth.

This night, in front of Zhang Wentian's coffin, he recited the Sutra several times, and he read it very seriously.

It is worth mentioning that this is the first time he has recited the sutra without dozing off.

In the dead of night, there are three figures in the mourning hall, namely Zhang Xiaoyu, Wang San, and Qiao'er.

Zhang Xiaoyu said in a low voice: "Qiao'er, you are also tired, go back to sleep!"

Qiao'er shouted, "Miss......"

Zhang Xiaoyu interrupted her and said, "Go quickly." ”

Qiao'er reluctantly replied, and then left here.

It wasn't until Qiao'er's figure disappeared that Zhang Xiaoyu asked tenderly, "Third brother, when are you going to go back to the mountain?" ”

Wang San thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow ......"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't say it after all.

After a long time, she spoke: "Third brother, since you are going back to the mountain tomorrow, it is better to rest early!"

Wang San nodded, then walked out of the mourning hall, and when he left, he said: "Xiaoyu, remember to rest early, I will go down the mountain to see your ...... when I have a chance in the future."

Then Wang San returned to his room, but he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and practiced the first form of the 'Actress Sutra'.