Siheyuan: Rebirth of the Silly Pillar, with incredible understanding

He Yuzhu stood there, listening to the man's words, and did not make any move. He just tensed up, but did not relax his vigilance, and kept staring at him.

At this time, the man's arm was swollen and painful, and he couldn't help grinning, and then said: "Are you Mr. Yang's apprentice?"

As he spoke, there was a hint of weirdness on the man's face.

Hearing the master's name, He Yuzhu's heart moved, but he still didn't speak and just stared at the man motionless.

There was no way, no wonder He Yuzhu was so cautious.

It was really the master's situation that forced him to do this.

Ever since the enemy forces used self-destruction to injure his master, He Yuzhu has been thinking about this matter.

Apart from anything else, not everyone can know about the master's house. This man appeared unexpectedly, so he should be more cautious both emotionally and rationally.

Seeing He Yuzhu's appearance, the man wasn't annoyed, he just took a breath to himself.

After all, He Yuzhu's punch just now came suddenly, with great force and heavy force. With all his strength, his hasty defense could only barely save the vital part, but the injury was serious.

"Mr. Yang is in the house. I heard him say that he has accepted a disciple, which should be you. If you don't believe it, you can go in and have a look."

The man pointed to Yang Peiyuan's bedroom and said.

"Master is back?"

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his eyes finally softened a little as he stared at the man.

"Do you know my master?"

This guy kept shouting at Mr. Yang, which made He Yuzhu murmur in his heart.

"You kid, you'd better go to the bedroom and see your master first."

The man's tone was teasing, but he didn't have any temper because of He Yuzhu's attack just now.

When He Yuzhu saw this, he didn't talk nonsense and walked towards the master's bedroom.

However, the lock of breath never left the man.

Before meeting the master, who knew whether this man would be one-sided.

The master's current situation does not allow He Yuzhu to be careless.

When he reached the door, He Yuzhu also felt a faint breath in the house.

This made his expression startled, and he quickly pushed the door open.

"Master, you are back."

The master's bedroom was very simple, with just a few simple wooden furniture. The material of the bed looked good, as if it was made of golden silk wood.

However, at this time, He Yuzhu's attention was all on the master lying on the bed.

At this time, Yang Peiyuan was lying on the bed, and his body's energy, blood, and breath were very weak, much worse than the state before he went out.

This is why He Yuzhu didn't notice the master's aura for the first time outside the hospital just now.

First, because there was such a blatant figure in the courtyard that attracted his attention, and second, Yang Peiyuan was in the bedroom, and there was almost no breath coming out at this time.

This made He Yuzhu's heart sink to the bottom instantly when he saw this scene.

Master, something happened? ?

Soon, He Yuzhu came to the bedside.

"master……"

Getting closer, feeling the faint breath coming from the master's body, He Yuzhu frowned.

This doesn't seem to be caused by any injury.

Just what I was thinking about.

Yang Peiyuan on the bed seemed to be aware of it.

"Zhuzi, you're here."

Yang Peiyuan slowly opened his eyes. Although his face was a little pale, there was nothing serious in his eyes.

"Where's Wang Xing?"

He suddenly remembered something and quickly sat up with his hands on his hands.

"Wang Xing?"

Is it the man outside?

Listening to the name from the master's mouth, He Yuzhu thought subconsciously.

The moment he saw Yang Peiyuan in the room, He Yuzhu believed that man's words.

It seems that this is really a misunderstanding.

That person should know the master.

At this time, Yang Peiyuan sat upright, and an obvious breath of energy and blood surged from his body.

It was much stronger than the weak feeling just now, almost the same as before the master went out to do things.

Feeling this, He Yuzhu also had some enlightenment in his heart.

The state just now must have been intentional by the master.

As for the purpose, he guessed it was good for the body's consumption?

At this moment, He Yuzhu's heart moved, and he turned back to look at the door.

At this time, the man in the courtyard also walked into the house.

"Mr. Yang, your apprentice is indeed not a simple person. Old Wang, I almost fell into the hands of this little guy this time."

Wang Xing's arm was still swollen, which showed how heavy He Yuzhu's attack just now was. He raised his arm and waved it in front of Mr. Yang's eyes.

Yang Peiyuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately guessed what happened.

"Zhuzi, this is Wang Xing, um... you can call him Uncle Wang since he has been with me since he was a child."

Yang Peiyuan pointed at Wang Xing and said.

Wang Xing is now thirty-four years old. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has always been with Yang Peiyuan.

But unlike training apprentices, Yang Peiyuan and he did not have a master-disciple relationship. They were Wang Xing's father's generation and were domestic slaves who followed Yang Peiyuan's family.

In previous eras, it was normal for a wealthy family to have a maid as a domestic slave.

After a new era, some bad habits have naturally been corrected. However, domestic slaves like Wang Xing's father may have been helping the master's family for several generations, and it is not easy to break away directly.

In addition, Yang Peiyuan was kind-hearted and saw that Wang Xing was quite talented in martial arts and martial arts, so he took Wang Xing to practice martial arts together since he was a child.

However, Wang Xing's natural divine power is somewhat inconsistent with the nature of Tai Chi Yuan Gong Fist.

So with the help of Yang Peiyuan, he practiced an external kung fu with great opening and closing, and now he has the strength of peak Anjin.

When the martial arts hall rebelled and enemy forces surged in the city, the only person Yang Peiyuan could trust was Wang Xing, a person close to him.

Yang Peiyuan was on the side and introduced Wang Xing.

Only then did He Yuzhu react. This time he really made a big mistake.

Immediately, he couldn't help but rub his nose in embarrassment and said to Wang Xing: "Uncle Wang, I'm really sorry. I didn't do it on purpose just now."

Seeing the obvious swelling in Wang Xing's arms, He Yuzhu sounded a little apologetic.

When Wang Xing saw this, he waved his hand: "Hai, it's not your fault. After all, Mr. Yang didn't tell you this. If I really want to say it, it's me, Mr. Wang, who is not good at learning."

As he said this, Wang Xing was still a little obsessed with the previous attack.

Wang Xing prides himself on his domineering strength. When facing an enemy, even if he is a powerful warrior, he dares to go up and attack with a few tough moves. However, when they just met, he almost fell into the hands of this teenage boy. , face, naturally a little embarrassed.

Yang Peiyuan on the side couldn't help but smile when he saw Wang Xing's expression.

"Wang Xing, Zhuzi's talent is much better than that of you and me. It's not a shame for you to suffer a loss in his hands."

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