Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 4 The Fake Master and Apprentice in the Red Sleeve
Prince's Mansion.

"Report! My lord, the imperial envoy Zhang Yiqi was murdered last night, and he...died in Hongxiu Zhao, Xicheng..."

Prince Li Peiyan dropped the teacup in his hand very smoothly.

"It's more than success than failure! Why is it so difficult to order him to do something, idiot, you actually risked your own life!"

Li Peiyan kicked away the guard who came to report the news when he became angry.

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

Li Peiyan was pacing in the hall with changing expressions, as if he suddenly thought of something, he stopped, and he glanced at the prostrate and trembling man with a smirk.

"Hmph, that's fine. He died in Xicheng, the territory of the Yulong Gang. Now there is a reason!"

"You go to inform the people in the military department."

"Tonight, bloodbath the Ichthyosaur Gang!"

Han Ye was dragged by Yan Se to walk on the street, and the surrounding scenes changed backwards.

Looking at Yan Se's hunched back, the warmth of his tightly clenched hands, as if he was afraid of losing himself, suddenly a sense of déjà vu flooded Han Ye's heart.

In the farmland of the previous life, it must have been the same feeling when Twilight's father retrieved himself who had been sleeping in the rice when he was a child.

But soon Han Ye couldn't be moved anymore.

I saw the curtains flying in the pavilion on the first floor in front of me, and the jade hands of the women in the pavilion were swaying.

The breeze blows, and the street is filled with the smell of flowers and rouge.

"Come in and play, son~"

Han Ye's face darkened.

"Hey, I said I'm going to take the college entrance examination, are you too old? Is this an attempt to seduce me?"

"I was a serious person when I was young. I never met Wang Yuyan, Zhu Er, Ah Zi, Tianshan Child Elder, and Ye Erniang!" Han Ye said, his eyes quickly scanning the curves between the pavilions.

Yan Se stopped, turned around and touched Han Ye's forehead.

"You kid, why are you talking nonsense that you don't understand?" Then he continued to drag Han Ye towards Hongxiu Zhao.

Han Ye hiccupped. He was a bit full from the three fried eggs just now.

The red sleeves were hanging down, and as soon as Yan Se stepped on the threshold, a woman with a graceful body rushed over.

"Hey, you are always here, but let me wait for all the sisters~"

Shui Zhu'er leaned lightly on Yan Se's side, wrapping around his arm.

"Master, this young master is so new to me! This is the first time you have brought someone to our Red Sleeve Trick~ You have to introduce it well~"

"This is my future disciple!" Yan Se said happily.

"Ah! No wonder you look so friendly, what do you call your son?" Shui Zhu'er walked around to Han Ye and bowed.

"Han Ye, I met my sister." Han Ye swallowed.

Shui Zhu'er was superb in both figure and voice, and her thin winter attire made Han Ye a little shy.

This kind of temptation to refuse and welcome is even more exciting than Ye Hongyu's frank meeting.

"Small mouth is so sweet~" Shui Zhuer covered her lips with her jade hand, smiling like a warm spring sun.

"Master, do you two want to be together? Or separate~" Shui Zhu'er danced around Yan Se again.

"Together, of course." Yan Se said seriously.

"Master is really bad!"

Shui Zhu'er dismissed the eager sisters around, led Yan Se and Han Ye upstairs, and entered the private room.

"Boy Han, sit down." Yan Se casually lay down in front of the desk, Shui Zhu'er peeled the bodhi, and Lan Hua finger twirled and fed them into Yan Se's mouth one by one.

Han Ye looked nostalgicly at the beauties with the fruit plate who had left.

Turning around, he cast a disgusted look at Yan Se who was enjoying himself.

"You keep bringing me here just to see how you can have fun?" Han Ye peeled the orange by himself.

"You boy is extremely talented in Fu Dao. I am the only one who can teach you in this world. What academy do you want to take?" Yan Se suddenly blew his beard and stared in anger.

"I want to go up to the second floor." Han Ye replied casually.

"Pfft!" Upon hearing this, Bodhi choked Yan Se, and Shui Zhu'er hurriedly patted her back.

"Master? I didn't expect this kid's vision to be so high. This is a bit difficult. This kid has all seven senses. I'm afraid even the master can't help but recruit him as a disciple directly."

Yan Se's mind was running wildly.

"But there are already twelve gentlemen on the second floor of the academy. The master corresponds to twelve disciples at twelve hours a day. How do you add them?" Yan Se persuaded.

Han Ye was stunned when he heard the words, you have such a strange way of thinking!I can't even refute...

"But me, if you are willing to be my disciple, let alone an hour, I would like to sleep with you even when you sleep."

Shui Zhu'er listened and quit.

"Master, what should I do~"

"The three of us are together." Yan Se replied without changing her face and heartbeat.

Han Ye immediately imagined some scenes that were not suitable for children, which made his eyes irritated.

"Han Ye, I will devote all my life's effort to you, and I guarantee that no one in this world will dare to bully you."

"And talisman Taoism! Do you know how many top practitioners in the world can't even step through the threshold, and I, Yan Se, a well-known peak talisman master who entered the Tao with talismans! Who else is more suitable than me to be your teacher?! "

Han Ye looked at Yan Se's extremely sincere expression and poured him a cup of tea.

"But I don't just want to learn Talisman Dao, I also want to learn Sword Dao, Nian Dao, Martial Dao, orthodox Demon Sect Kung Fu, Buddha Sect, and Tianqing Sect!"

Han Ye yelled in his heart, his expression a little tangled.

After all, in ancient times, it was always the idea of ​​being a teacher for one day and being a father for life. It would be disrespectful to ask for a teacher everywhere.

"Thank you, senior Yan Se, for taking such a fancy to this junior. It's just that this junior has just entered the world of cultivation and doesn't know anything about cultivation, so I want to listen and see more."

Seeing Han Ye's embarrassed expression, Yan Se thought that she was too excited and forced into a hurry.

"Shui Zhu'er, go and see if the chicken soup is almost ready?" Shui Zhu'er saw that Yan Se wanted to distract her, got up and left.

Seeing Shui Zhu'er leave, Han Ye was a little puzzled.

"Have you practiced the Demon Sect Kung Fu?" Yan Se's face suddenly became serious.

"Seniors can also see it?"

"Is there anyone else who said this to you before me?" Yan Se was a little curious.

"Zhishou Guanye Hongyu once met me once, and she gave me this Haotian magic book." Han Ye took out the exercises and put them on the table.

"The little girl didn't kill you?" Yan Se picked up the Haotian Divine Art and marveled.

"Uh... I didn't practice the Demon Sect Kung Fu, but some ways to strengthen my body, which made my blood energy different from ordinary people, and she finally found out."

"The way to strengthen your body...well...it's really a bit mysterious." Yan Se Nianli checked Han Ye's body and found out that Han Ye's blood was different.

"Forget it, if you want to think about it, I won't rush you. It's good to be young! There are many choices, unlike me, who is about to enter the coffin in his 90s. Not only does he have no wife, he doesn't even have an apprentice! It's so miserable Ah!" Yan Se pretended to wipe away her snot and tears.

Han Ye curled his lips, why did this old man start to sell miserably.

"But boy Han, I'm afraid some practitioners will notice your presence in the city. I'm afraid that they will come to trouble you by misunderstanding. You should stay at my south gate for the time being!" Yan Se said with concern.

"It just so happens that this junior has just come to the Tang Kingdom and has no fixed place to live, so thank you senior!" Han Ye quickly thanked.

Yan Se nodded calmly on the surface, but actually there was a face behind her mouth that grinned to the back of her head.

"Hmph! Little bastard, have you been fooled? I am afraid that you will run away!?"

Shui Zhu'er knocked on the door and walked in, holding a letter in her hand and handing it to Yan Se.

Yan Se took out the letter paper and saw that it was Tang Huang's own handwriting, frowned after reading it, and then stretched it out, with an intriguing smile on the corner of her mouth.

"The opportunity to manifest in front of the disciples has come!"

Yan Se put the letter away, then looked at Han Ye with a smile on her face.

"Good apprentice, master will take you to watch a real battle between practitioners tomorrow night!"

(End of this chapter)