Five Elements Heaven

Ai Hui woke up in a daze. He had a nightmare. He was struggling in the strong wind. He wanted to grab something, but he couldn't. He also dreamed of Fatty, who was holding his body in the pouring rain, sitting in the mud and crying. He dreamed of his boss, who asked him to burn all the sword manuals. He stood in the empty dojo at a loss.

He woke up.

The gray eyes that opened were dim and scattered. After a while, the scattered eyes gathered little by little, and in the endless gray desolation, a very weak glimmer of light shone. The cold face seems to be carved from metal and rock, like the spring breeze blowing through the wilderness after the harsh winter, giving it a little more vitality.

I haven’t had nightmares for a long time.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, a little lost in thought.

I don’t know how Fatty is doing now. Is he not practicing yet still cheating and abducting him? Eat less sugar. You are already so fat. If someone bullies you into remembering your name, don't tell me. Tell me and wait until I am more powerful before telling me. If I can't help but avenge you, both of us will be in trouble. Don't worry, I will practice hard. If you really can't beat me, I'll have no choice but to beat you. You're looking for death by provoking such a powerful enemy.

I don’t know how the boss is doing in heaven. I guess there are no sword cultivators in heaven. Boss, you have to do as the Romans do and be a human being. No, be realistic as a ghost and don’t be so stubborn. Don't do business, you are not suitable as a boss, find a stable job and live a good life. There should be jobs like this everywhere in heaven. There is no place for even stable jobs, so it certainly doesn’t qualify to be called heaven.

Ai Hui, you have to work hard.

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

He was back to his usual self. The darkness and gloom, the fear and cowardice, all disappeared, as if they had never been there.

His eyes were firm and calm, and he was still the strong and fearless Ai Hui.

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

It was broken, he judged very skillfully. He had encountered such an injury more than once. Thinking of the last moment when he rushed out of the Hanging Gold Tower, he seemed to have hit somewhere, and unexpectedly it was his left arm.

It's well bandaged and treated with medication, and it won't take long to heal. He has rich experience, and injuries such as fractures may look tragic, but in fact they are not serious. As long as they are treated in time, they will heal quickly. What really causes headaches are internal injuries. If the fifth and eighth houses are injured, it will be very troublesome.

Ai Hui smiled bitterly as he estimated that he was in quite a lot of trouble.

I was a little messy at the time.

He still doesn't know what's going on inside his body.

Suddenly, the sound of quarreling outside reached his ears.

"Morikawa, he is a real genius! He has just opened his life Yuanfu, and he can use the double-flow weaving method to weave Yuan gauze. I don't even think about how he did it now, it's incredible!"

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

Ai Hui felt secretly happy. It was always a happy thing to be praised by others, and he had paid a lot for it.

"He is a genius! A genius in embroidery! Morikawa, it was me who was wrong last time! His talent is so good. He must come to the embroidery workshop. I will train him personally. I will accept him as a closed disciple!" The old lady said in an excited tone. .

Ai Hui was a little dumbfounded, no, embroidery is very profitable and has a promising future, but as a grown man, he still feels extremely awkward if he really has to deal with embroidery from now on.

The old man was quite happy to hear this at first, but when he heard that the old lady wanted to snatch Ai Hui, he immediately gave up: "No! He is your disciple! I am just such a disciple, and he will inherit my mantle from now on!"

"You are wasting his talent! You are irresponsible for his life!" The old lady snorted coldly: "Just let him learn what you have."

"No way!" The old man refused simply.

The old lady suddenly became angry: "Wang Shouchuan, what do you mean? I have already apologized to you, what do you want from me? I have been with you for so many years, and you treat me like this? It was my fault last time, I had to deal with you What blessings have I enjoyed in these years? What have I asked you for? When you go to the induction field, I will come to the induction field. You can do whatever you want, and you treat me like this? Wang Shouchuan, please tell me clearly today. Wuwuwu..."

Seeing his wife crying with snot and tears, Wang Shouchuan suddenly got scared and softened his tone: "I didn't say anything, why are you crying. My apprentice is not your apprentice. How about he learns well?" You break his legs."

Li Wei and Mingxiu stood aside, looking at each other like stone men. He felt a little guilty and secretly regretted why he came in such a hurry. I feel like this scene should not be seen by an outsider like him. Master, Master, please don’t let me slip into my shoes just because of what happened today.

Fortunately for Mingxiu, he had seen such scenes many times and didn't feel too embarrassed, but he also knew that he must not interrupt at this time.

Seeing that his wife's crying had stopped a lot, Wang Shouchuan continued: "But as for us, we need to consider Ai Hui's opinion."

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

Ai Hui in the room felt his heart tremble when he heard this.

"Of course he won't have any objection." 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 anything and you will just take him away. , given to you. But he is a boy, and you are more familiar with embroidery than me. Is there any male embroidery master? I also know a little about his character, but he still likes things that involve fighting and killing. There is nothing wrong with him learning embroidery. Let him embroider. In a lifetime, this will be a bit difficult.”

The old lady stopped talking.

What Wang Shouchuan said was on point. She had actually regretted it many times before coming here. It would have been better if Ai Hui had been a girl. It's not that there are no men who learn embroidery, but there are very few, and none of them have achieved anything.

Wang Shouchuan took advantage of the victory and pursued: "What I mean is that when he recovers from his injury, let him go to the embroidery workshop and learn from him first. I don't worry about whether his talent is good or whether he is interested in embroidery. His future path will be , he still has to choose."

The old lady's face softened a little, and she snorted: "Finally, you said something humane, and all my tears were in vain. Mingxiu, we know how to embroider."

After that, he walked out proudly, without any trace of the tearful appearance just now.

"Master, let's go." Mingxiu quickly saluted Wang Shouchuan, waved to Li Wei, and caught up with the master.

Wang Shouchuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife leaving. The fight just now had frightened him. He grabbed the water bottle on the table and drank a few big gulps for himself.

After putting down the teapot, he asked Li Wei beside him, "What do you want?"

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