Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 101 On the difference between hating evil as much as hatred and being ruthless! (Please subscribe!)

The next day,

November 13th,

noon,

Yizhuang.

After lunch, Master Bo Shijian took Shi Shaojian and left. It wouldn't be possible if he didn't leave. Shi Shaojian and Qiu Shengwen had already fought each other twice. It didn't matter who struck first.

The important thing is that Shi Shaojian didn't win!

Seeing his son being beaten into a pig's head, the key is that he was still unreasonable, Shi Jian simply left, after all, his purpose of coming had been completed.

"Satisfied?"

After Uncle Jiu watched Shi Jian leave, he glared at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who immediately lowered their heads and muttered like quails.

"Master, you don't know, he actually encouraged us to beat our junior brother in the middle of the night!"

"That's right, he's too arrogant!"

"..."×2

It's not necessary.

I didn't even go home to sleep last night!

Zhao Zheng looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, but felt that the sentences they spoke should be reversed, mainly because Shi Shaojian was too arrogant.

As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog son. Shi Shaojian is still young and he doesn’t know whether he will be a real tiger in the future. However, Shi Shaojian’s character is a real tiger. He is as domineering and aloof as Shi Jian.

He looked like he was looking at people with his nostrils turned upward!

Just like the spoiled naughty children of later generations, all they lack is a good beating.

"Okay, I know you two have good intentions!" Uncle Jiu waved his hands helplessly, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng, who was not angry at all, with doubts in his eyes. He hummed and said, "Nothing else."

This is not Zhao Zheng!

"...Actually, after I got home last night, I went to my uncle's house to sleep. I also specifically asked my servants to beat strangers when they see them...the kind that breaks their legs!"

Zhao Zheng spoke expressionlessly, and Uncle Jiu silently turned his head to look at Master and Disciple Shi Jian who had disappeared in front of him.

Fortunately, the person is gone!

"Ah this..."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at each other and felt extremely regretful. Zhao Zheng patted their shoulders and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll beat him up if I get the chance in the future, but I'd like to thank you two senior brothers!"

"Hey, there's no need..."

"That's right, why are we so polite..."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai shook their heads quickly. Uncle Jiu looked at the three of them expressionlessly, "No, you are discussing beating Shi Shaojian in front of me.

Isn’t it a bit disrespectful to be a teacher?

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhao Zheng said he was going to make some medicine for Uncle Yimei and then walked into Yizhuang. Only Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were still discussing Shi Shaojian's arrogance and Shi Jian's indifference.

"...Is there a possibility that it's not that he has a bad attitude towards you, but that he is too lazy to look at you two!"

Uncle Jiu heard Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's complaints and looked at the two apprentices helplessly. He heard the two said that Shi Jian had a good attitude towards Zhao Zheng because Zhao Zheng killed Qian with one palm and one punch.

"Do you think that if you two killed that Qian, your uncle would be impressed by you?"

"Yes!"×2

"..."

Uncle Jiu rubbed his brows, looking past the unsaved Wencai and staring at Qiu Sheng, who in his opinion was still saved: "You should think carefully before answering my teacher's words!"

"Isn't that so?"

Qiu Sheng replied in a daze. After seeing Uncle Jiu staring straight at him, he thought about it and still felt that this was the case.

"..."

Damn, I thought you were smarter!

Uncle Jiu glanced at Qiu Sheng, who was becoming more and more talented, and sighed tiredly, waving his hands and saying: "Go and clean up the Yizhuang, and move those broken bricks outside the Yizhuang!"

"Oh, but it's just the two of us?"

Qiu Sheng spoke, and seeing Uncle Jiu smiling, he immediately ran into Yizhuang, followed closely by Wen Cai, and Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly.

In fact, Shi Jian was good to Zhao Zheng not because of the incident of killing Qian with one palm or one punch, but because of Zhao Zheng's high talent.

If Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had killed Qian yesterday, Shi Jian would have spoken. He felt that most of what Shi Jian said was not about hatred of evil, but ruthlessness. The reason is simple.

I understand everything!

No longer thinking about these things, Uncle Jiu walked into Yizhuang and came to the inner courtyard. He saw Zhao Zheng saying to him that Taoist priest was about to leave.

"You're still hurt and you're leaving? Stay a few more days!"

Uncle Jiu came to the guest room and looked at Taoist priest Yimei who was washing up. Taoist priest Yimei picked up a towel and wiped his face. "Forget it, I'm afraid if I don't go back, those two little bastards will tear down my house...ahem..."

Taoist priest Yimei coughed twice as he spoke, and took out his cigarette out of habit. As soon as he took out the match and lit it, he noticed that Uncle Jiu was looking at him expressionlessly. Taoist priest Yimei put away the cigarette helplessly: " I didn’t smoke all day yesterday!”

"Really?"

Uncle Jiu glanced at the room, then grabbed a chair from the air with his big hand, revealing the cigarette butt covered by the chair leg.

"...I said I didn't smoke it, brother, do you believe it or not?" Taoist priest Yimei looked serious, and then his cigarettes and matches were confiscated.

No,

How old am I and you still care about me!

Taoist Priest Yimei was furious for a while and stared at Uncle Jiu. Finally, under the gaze of Uncle Jiu's clenching fists and Zhao Zheng looking up at the sky outside the door, he coughed, approached Uncle Jiu, and whispered: "Brother, The junior is still here... Damn it, why are you leaving... Oops..."

After a few minutes,

in the room,

Sitting on the chair, the dark-faced Taoist priest with an eyebrow rubbed his red ears and looked at his eldest brother, Uncle Jiu, who said with a smile.

"Why, are you unhappy?"

"……without!"

Taoist priest Yimei lowered his head and shook his head. Uncle Jiu smiled with satisfaction, pulled up a chair and sat down. Taoist priest Yimei felt his pulse, and with a frown he retracted his hand and said: "Stay for a few more days, your injury is healed." Quite a few, but..."

"It's okay. With the rejuvenation and immortality skills you passed on to me, big brother, I already feel much better from my injuries..."

Taoist Priest Yimei shook his head, and then said helplessly: "And I'm afraid if I don't go back, those two little bastards will cause a quarrel!"

"Okay, why don't you let Zheng'er give you a ride!" Uncle Jiu said, looking at Taoist Priest Yimei's subconscious refusal.

“It’s always good to be careful on the road!”

"Ok?"

The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were knitted together. Uncle Jiu frowned slightly: "I suspect that someone deliberately framed Senior Brother!"

"Not senior brother?"

"..."

No,

Why do you have the same idea as Zhao Zheng!

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "No, senior brother, he doesn't have to do this, and he doesn't even bother to do it!"

"That's true!"

Taoist Priest Yimei nodded. Shi Jian's character was domineering and aloof. He really didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing to plot against his fellow disciples. Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "What do you think of Zheng'er's strength?"

"...It's hard to say!"

Taoist priest Yimei frowned, thinking about his two Taoist heart wounds: "His strength... shouldn't be so strong!"

"What you said is wrong!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and interrupted: "His strength was developed step by step. If it were you, hehehe..."

"..."

No,

I am so bad!

Taoist Priest Yimei wanted to retort with a glare, but after thinking about it, Uncle Jiu was his eldest brother after all, so he simply nodded in agreement.

As for the fear of being beaten by his eldest brother, Uncle Jiu, it's a joke, he would be afraid... Taoist priest Yimei subconsciously moved the chair back when he saw Uncle Jiu's raised hand.

"...Want to drink tea?"

Uncle Jiu picked up the teapot, hesitated for a while, and then nodded and drank. After pouring two cups of tea, Uncle Jiu took a sip.

"Okay, let Zheng'er see you off. It'll just give him more exposure. It's not good to just stay here in Renjia Town!"

Taoist Priest Yimei could only nod obediently.

"When are you ready to leave?"

"Now..."

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