Wuhua seemed to let the Yu brothers go, but not long after they left, he quietly followed behind.

What surprised him was that the four brothers of the Yu family did not take him somewhere else, but took him back to the ruined temple with ease.

Could it be that their noble master, who could afford them, was living in this den of beggars?

Wu Hua thought for a moment and used the Japanese ninjutsu he was good at, using the avatar technique to blend himself into the environment, pretending to be at a distance where the voices of the four of them could be heard clearly.

Not long after, a figure came to the dilapidated temple to meet him. Wuhua looked intently, only to find that——

These four dwarfs came back late at night carrying Ah Jiu, and they actually wanted to meet another dwarf?

"Wucao! Yo, yo, yo! This is the first time I saw my master lying down. Where did you get him back from?"

The Yu family brothers all talk little, and their words are concise and to the point: "Liquor shop at the entrance of the alley."

Zhu Ting rubbed his chin and said strangely: "The monk looked bad when he 'borrowed' him in the afternoon, so I thought there was something wrong with him. Tsk! The great monk is awesome! Master, an unscientific drunkard, can do this."

Get him drunk."

It was better that he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, the four dwarfs became a little unhappy. With a cold face, they told Wuhua's "shameless behavior" while Luo Feiyu was drunk, and also warned Zhu Ting not to indulge all the time.

Beauty delays business.

Zhu Ting was immediately startled: "What?! Did he touch it?"

The Yu brothers naturally shook their heads proudly: "With four of us brothers, how can we let him succeed?"

Zhu Ting breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, okay..." and then cursed: "A hot chicken and a bald donkey! No wonder it's called quitting! If Master hadn't drunkenly drunk, his bald head would have been blown away!"

The Yu brothers then told Zhu Ting that Luo Feiyu was going to marry Wuhua on the second day of the next lunar month. Zhu Ting looked embarrassed and scratched his head: "This... is not our business, it's best not to worry about it... we

I just want him to have enough food and clothing to live in peace and security for the rest of his life. As for marrying a wife and having children, that is Master’s own business, so it’s not our turn to worry about it.”

"Hmph, you kid is just afraid of trouble! He's not by your master's side at the critical moment, and he doesn't even know how to prepare for a rainy day."

Zhu Ting was not happy when he heard this, "Hey, you can't look down on me just because you have had more food than me. How can you find my master without me? I just got new teeth, but I

I know no less than you, how about my master accept me as his disciple but not you?"

It's not because Luo Feiyu has never seen them! The four brothers of the Yu family are too lazy to argue with a little Douding: "If it weren't for us today, the master would have let someone take advantage of him!"

"...Okay, this is considered dereliction of duty on my part, and I will take the blame on you." Zhu Ting was so sleepy when he got up in the middle of the night, he yawned and said: "You guys carry him in quickly, I can't do it alone.

"

Only then did the Yu brothers lift Luo Feiyu's limbs again and put him into the ruined temple.

Zhu Ting stretched out and found a tree everywhere, ready to shush him on the spot. If a beggar asked him tomorrow if he was asleep and asked him where he went in the middle of the night, he would have a reason to prevaricate. He hummed and whistled to remind him.

He was peeing, but before he could squint his eyes, the tree in front of him suddenly disappeared, turning into a livid bald head.

Zhu Ting's urge to urinate was immediately frightened back by a shock.

"...Lie..."

Just as he was about to scream, Wu Huayanji almost covered his mouth with his hands and threatened: "If you don't want to die, just close your mouth tightly."

Zhu Ting nodded hurriedly and cooperated, indicating with his eyes that he would be obedient.

Wuhua then let go and asked expressionlessly: "Who is Jiu'er?"

Zhu Ting's eyes rolled, he frowned and said, "If you want to ask me this, then just kill me."

Wuhua sneered and said: "I won't kill you, I can capture the little girl from Li Laoshi's family, and you will always say it in front of her."

"Fuck!" Zhu Ting was also anxious, "You can do this to such a young girl!"

Wuhua smiled like a polite scumbag: "If you cooperate, I won't do anything disgraceful."

Zhu Ting swallowed silently. He fully understood what Wu Hua meant. It was not that the monk couldn't do it, but he just didn't do it for some reasons such as dignity or demeanor. But just knowing that "he could do it" was enough.

It's threatening enough.

Unknowingly, sweat had covered Zhu Ting's back: "I, I can't tell you!"

"Even if that girl has to die tonight?"

"..." Zhu Ting's eyes widened, "What kind of black-hearted thing are you? How can you say such cruel words with such a relaxed expression?"

Wuhua looked at him condescendingly and said, "Because you have the right to speak without restraint. You can try this to see if I will keep my word."

"You are a grown-up and threatening a seven-year-old child. I'm afraid you have cat disease!"

"When I was six years old, I already knew how to hide my plans in front of Master. No one can underestimate a child, even if he hasn't grown up yet."

"..."

Although Zhu Ting is a little coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong, but occasionally he has a hard time. He gritted his teeth, straightened out his newly gained little chest and said: "You can go to bed. If I tell you, tonight

I don’t have to live anymore! Didn’t you see the four big brothers who just entered? No matter what, you will die, so it’s better to be tough!”

When Wuhua heard this, he couldn't help but glance at him. This little guy had the same stubborn temper as Luo Feiyu. Previously, he would have thought that Zhu Ting looked like Luo Feiyu, because his cleverness was exactly the same as that person's.

of.

He calls Ah Jiu his master. Does this mean that like a teacher, like a disciple?

There was some faint movement in the ruined temple. It seemed that the Yu family brothers had arranged for people to come out. Wuhua then released the Qi machine locked on Zhu Ting and said, "If you don't tell me, I will let her tell me herself."

.”

Zhu Ting felt the pressure on his body suddenly loosen. He immediately took a few steps back and said with a keen eye, "I, I'm warning you! Don't take advantage of my master! You can't afford to offend my master!"

Wuhua responded with a contemptuous snort.

Just as he was about to escape back to the bushes, Zhu Ting suddenly waved to the four brothers of the Yu family and shouted: "Monk! Monk is here!!"

Wu Hua's face changed slightly, she glared at Zhu Ting silently, and then finished her words: "When she wakes up, tell her that I will pick her up for the Mid-Autumn Festival the day after tomorrow and go to the Songjiang Mansion Lantern Festival." Then he left the ruined temple.

Zhu Ting finally relaxed, patted his chest and muttered: "I'm just going to go, I'll be scared to death if I do it a few times..."

The Yu brothers were only responsible for Luo Feiyu's safety. If anything happened to Zhu Ting, they would just squat and watch the show. They heard Zhu Ting's voice and came over to check, then went back to Luo Feiyu and continued to hide.

Woke up.

But after Zhu Ting spent the whole day without flowers, his sleepiness completely disappeared. He didn't fall asleep all night, picking his fingers and wondering what he was thinking.

When Luo Feiyu woke up in the ruined temple the next day, he saw him sitting next to him with his head drooped, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Luo Feiyu looked at the three-pole sky outside, and a carp suddenly sat up.

He subconsciously touched his chest and blurted out, "Fuck".

Zhu Ting turned around and greeted: "Master, are you awake?"

Luo Feiyu looked around the dilapidated temple. At this time, the other beggars had already gone out to eat, and the temple seemed a bit empty as they were the only ones standing there. "...Why am I here? Nothing...No, what about rebooting?"

"

The system is so deceptive! It is said that he will not get drunk even after a thousand cups, so why did he drink to pieces!!

【hint】

[Chivalry, you drank ten thousand and one cups last night.]

You are so rich! Luo Feiyu roared in his heart.

Zhu Ting couldn't tell him that it was the Yu brothers who sent him back, so he naturally found other reasons in front of him: "It was the monk who sent you back last night."

Luo Feiyu made a move and said decisively: "Impossible!"

His voice was louder than usual, and Zhu Ting was immediately stunned by his shout.

Just kidding, if Wu Hua had sent him back, would he still be alive now? It would be weird if he didn't die suddenly in his sleep, right! When he was cut off last night, he thought he wouldn't live to see the sun today!

Luo Feiyu looked strange, turned his head and stared at Zhu Ting, "Hooves, who sent me back last night?" He is still alive, so it must be Wuhua who wanted to test him drunkenly, but someone stopped him. Could it be that someone stopped him?

Is it Hu Tiehua?

No, if it were Hu Tiehua, she wouldn't be able to hide the matter of wearing the mold. But if it were Xiao Mazi and the others, there was no need for Pig Trotters to hide it from herself.

Could it be...Chu Liuxiang? But how could Chu Liuxiang know that Ajiu was Xiuxiu?

Luo Feiyu felt that it was really easy to get a headache after a hangover.

Zhu Ting kept his eyes evasive and remained silent for a long time. Luo Feiyu became suspicious: "The person who sent me back will not be a bad person. Why are you nervous?"

Seeing that this was not easy to fool, Zhu Ting raised his head and simply changed the topic to another place without any warning: "Master! You must listen to my advice!!"

"...Huh?" Monk Luo Feiyu was confused.

"I spent the whole night yesterday measuring my Chinese characters. I found out that the rebooting monk was a widower who lived alone all his life. It's very bad! Very bad! Especially wife-killing! Any woman he falls in love with will either die a violent death or stay in bed, even if he's healthy, his life will be shortened.

, Master, you must not get together with him!"

Luo Feiyu: "..." There were so many flaws that I didn't know where to start.

"Hooves, your master and I have never taught you fortune telling, right?"

Zhu Ting vowed: "Before I came to Songjiang Mansion, I learned two tricks from the living gods in the capital. Although I can't do anything else, I can still calculate the calligraphy accurately!"

Luo Feiyu thought about his precious compass and was dubious.

"...What word did you test?"

Zhu Ting said: “‘Quit sex’.”

"...How about you test 'Wuhua'?"

“Who is Wuhua??”

Luo Feiyu slapped him on the back of the head: "Just take the test if I ask you to, what the hell are you doing!"
Chapter completed!