Could it be that he just left the tiger's den and then entered the wolf's den?

But he really doesn't want to live a life of being controlled and constantly killing people.

"With such a good skill, it would be a pity to be buried in vain." Old Yu said in a tone of decision-making: "Why just stay here as a gatekeeper."

After all, the son of his lame old friend was not good at martial arts and had average hearing. Many times he had to run far away to open the door.

The monk was slightly stunned.

It would be a pity to bury it for nothing... Is it worthy of being a concierge in the end?

"Dare you ask if you are the master of this house?" the monk couldn't help asking.

"I'm just a slaughter." He added: "As a chef."

Monk: "…"

He suddenly felt that being a concierge seemed to have been overrefreshed.

"I will take you to your residence now." Lao Yu had already turned around.

Monk: Wait... He didn't seem to agree?

"May I have your name?"

"Dao Realm."

"Let's call him Acai from now on."

Monk: "?"

Did he change his name?

He followed Lao Yu step by step with distraction, feeling more and more that the situation was strange.

He even suspects that Uncle Zhang Fu sold him to this family whose background is mysterious.

Well, since the other party was willing to relieve the Gu for him without hesitation, at least it seems that there is not much malice at the moment. He might as well stay here for the time being, wait and see it secretly, and then make plans.

only--

"Can you change your name?"

"That's called Awang." Lao Yu preached in a tone of "can't be replaced anymore".

"...It's better to call him Acai."

...

At the same moment, a guest came to a restaurant with nothing special at the corner of Changxing Street in the west of the city.

The guest was wrapped in a thick fur coat with a messy white beard on his face. A half-new felt hat pressed against his head, but his legs and feet were extremely neat.

He went directly to the second floor and pushed open the door of one of the private rooms.

A young man sat next to the round table in the room.

When the man heard the movement, he turned his head and looked over. After seeing the person clearly, he raised his hand and took off the mili from his head.

This young man was Zhang Fu.

The person who came was confused for a moment, stared at him for a while, and seemed to be a little clearer, before he came over.

"Old Master, I haven't seen you for a long time." Zhang Fu said.

"yes."

Old Master Zhang sat down in the chair and sighed helplessly: "Now my head is getting more and more confused. The time of awakening in January is only three or five days at most."

"You have suffered over the years." Zhang Fu said: "Fortunately, your health is quite healthy."

"This is true." Old Master Zhang laughed in confusion, looked at the wine and food on the table, and then asked Zhang Fu: "But when it comes to suffering, you have really suffered a lot."

He paused and asked again, "After that, how did you expect I would come to the appointment today?"

"... I have been making an appointment with you for four days, and I am waiting here every day."

After all, he was also very clear about the old man's condition. Every time he came, he never had too much hope, but just a chance.

But it doesn't matter, I just think it's just going out and leaving.

There are few opportunities to walk around so casually in the future.

The old man coughed lightly when he heard this, and then asked again: "I'm so anxious to see me, but is there something urgent?"

Zhang Fu shook his head: "It's not a matter of urgent matter, I'm just looking for you to come out and say something."

Recently, he has become a little nostalgic.

And only in front of this elder can he be the young master of the Bai family for a short time.

"That's it." Old Master Zhang sighed with a smile, picked up the chopsticks and ate the food, and asked, "How are you doing if you haven't seen each other for several years?"

In order to avoid being targeted, they often don’t meet each other for several years.

Well, of course, it is not easy to ask him, a lunatic, to come out once.

"Shangke." Zhang Fu said: "It just made Ji Xiao suspicious - the eldest son in your house is the person he is looking for. This news... I didn't tell you because I had a selfish desire before."

Whether to kill Zhang Qiuchi to prevent future troubles - he has hesitated too many times.

"Is it that child of Chi'er..." Old Master Zhang narrowed his eyes, as if he was recalling something, but he just sighed again: "That good boy."

This thief, God loves to tease people too much.

When he really becomes an immortal, he must scold those unreliable immortals one by one.

"You have a good granddaughter."

Zhang Fu also ate the dishes, his tone was leisurely and casual that he had never had before: "We have met Miss Zhang and Your Highness before, and I have already known my original identity - Your Highness, and he will definitely be a good monarch in the future."

As he said that, he filled the wine glass for Mr. Zhang, laughed, and added: "It will be a good husband."

Old Master Zhang smiled sincerely when he heard this: "It is a good marriage that is determined by heaven, how can there be a bad truth?"

After the words came, the two raised their glasses to drink together.

As sake fell into his throat, Old Master Zhang put away his smile and said seriously: "Since he said he had been suspicious of Ji Xiao, he should get out of here in time. I will find a way for you to have the poison planted on you."

Zhang Fu's action of picking up food did not stop, "My life was picked up for nothing, both times."

The first time was my mother's plan, who sent him out of the capital early.

The second time—

He heard about the Bai family and could not bear the impact of this sudden change, and he would return to Beijing to die regardless.

At that time, Old Master Zhang stopped him in time and stayed by his side for several months before he could barely comfort him.

But he decided to take revenge.

No matter what method is used.

"As for the poison on my body... you are afraid that you have not come back to your senses. The biological mother of the eldest son of the noble family is the daughter of the Southern Family. Miss Zhang Er should be the master of this person." Zhang Fu said: "Miss Zhang Er has been intentionally trying to relieve the poison for me, so this matter will not be bothered."

Old Master Zhang was a little surprised.

The daughter of the Nan family...

Oh, I vaguely remembered it, it seems that there is such a person.

Is it actually Chi'er's concubine?

He was confused for too long and put all his mind on that secret technique. His cognition and analysis of most things are often confused.

By the way, secret technique—

"I have understood the secret technique left by your mother in recent years." Old Master Zhang suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Did you know before that secret technique is used for?"

Zhang Fu shook his head slightly.

"My mother has never mentioned it, but since she has handed this secret technique to you and asked you to study and comprehend it carefully. I think she should have failed to understand the secrets during her lifetime."

"This secret technique is really mysterious... I have only realized the essence recently."

Old Master Zhang's voice became lower and lower, and his emotions were constantly changing: "This is the technique to rebirth."
Chapter completed!