Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"Our Xu family's physical training methods are never taught to outsiders, but because you are my apprentice, I teach it to you specially."

The grass-covered roadmaster held a piece of weed in his mouth while tinkering with a wooden barrel containing strange medicinal herbs.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Xu nodded excitedly. Finally... after memorizing theoretical knowledge for two months, the master was finally willing to teach him his real skills!

"Don't be too happy too early. The cost of the medicinal materials is 5 yen."

Taoist priest Cao Zhi opened his hands to Zhang Xu. His wrinkled hands looked a bit like those of a profiteer.

"5 yen?... As you know, Master... I still have some money at the end of the month..."

Zhang Xu said coyly.

Taoist priest Cao Zhi cursed casually. After spending a long time with Zhang Xu, he no longer pretended to be an immortal.

"Isn't your trainer's salary quite high? Don't you get a share of the racehorse girl's share of the competition? Do you use it all to pick up girls?"

Without looking back, he stirred the messy medicinal ingredients in the pot with a large spoon.

"Well... you know... neither of my two horse girls have debuted. As for the salary..."

【Old Zhang! This dress is beautiful! Really suitable for you! 】

【Um? Do you have no money? It’s okay, I’ll help you…】

Zhang Xu couldn't help crying when he thought of Kiryuin Aoi dragging him to the mall to buy clothes. He always pulled Kiryuin Aoi and paid for it himself.

Why don't you just eat your friend's food?

Taoist priest Cao Zhi cursed loudly.

"I see that you have a lot of clothes, you don't have the same clothes every week..."

He stopped stirring and turned around to take off Zhang Xu's clothes.

Zhang Xu covered his chest and crossed his legs shyly.

"Master, what are you doing!"

Cao Zhidao gave him a long look.

"Get in! Could it be that I molested you..."

After driving Zhang Xu into the barrel, Taoist priest Cao Zhi muttered and picked up the wooden walking stick lying aside.

"Turn your back."

Zhang Xu, who had just soaked in the barrel and was enjoying it comfortably, blinked and turned around obediently.

"boom."

Taoist priest Cao Zhi hit Zhang Xu's back with the wooden cane without mercy, leaving a red mark.

"what!"

Zhang Xu screamed and turned around to look at Taoist Cao Zhi with some horror.

"Xu Sect, although our sect has a false name, we value masculinity and masculinity. Your body and bones are too weak now and are no different from ordinary people. It cannot highlight the specialness of you as a Taoist disciple."

"and…"

Taoist priest Cao Zhi had a serious look on his face.

"It will disgrace me if you spread the word!"

Zhang Xu:…

"so."

Taoist priest Cao Zhi struck again. This time the force was stronger than last time, and the flesh on Zhang Xu's back felt like it was being dug in.

"what!"

Zhang Xu groaned in pain again and lay on the edge of the barrel.

But the miraculous thing is that the injury on the back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye after being touched by the medicinal bath.

Although Zhang Xu was in pain, his mind was really racing, and he could feel the warmth behind him.

This thing is a good thing!

If you can give this to a racing girl... then fractures, periostitis...

Zhang Xu was so excited now that he even ignored the pain on his back.

Taoist priest Cao Zhi frowned as he looked at Zhang Xu's excited expression in the barrel.

This kid must be sick, why does he get happier the more he beats him...

"Keep going, Master!"

Zhang Xu looked at Taoist Cao He excitedly. He wanted to see how strong the recovery ability of this medicinal bath was.

After hearing this, Taoist priest Cao Zhi did not continue to attack but put away his crutch and looked at Zhang Xu worriedly.

"Disciple...you're not the douchebag that young people call you, are you?"

Zhang Xu:…

"No! I'm just happy at the thought of being able to undergo a real medicinal bath baptism! Just go on, master, what did you want to say!"

Taoist Cao Zhi glanced at Zhang Xu suspiciously and then continued:

"So now I'm going to temper your body, break it down, moisturize it with medicinal baths, and repeat."

"Okay, master, I know! Keep pushing...Oh no! Temper your body for me!"

The corner of Taoist priest Kusanagi's mouth twitched. He didn't want to show any strange interest in his hard-won mobile wallet disciple...

However, he did not stop. Once the body tempering was not completed, if he stopped without permission, not only would everything be invalid, but his body would also suffer from hidden diseases.

So for the next hour, the small house on Cao Zhi Road was filled with the sounds of "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah~".

"Brother Peng, do you want to call the police?"

Two young people speaking Chinese were shopping in Chinatown and passed by the door. Listening to the sound inside the door, a taller young man spoke worriedly and took out his mobile phone, ready to call the police.

Another young man shorter than him said:

"Forget it, you also know what Japanese people do. What if a couple or a teacher is taking pictures inside?"

The tall young man nodded in realization.

"That's it."

"You can't do this. When you come to Japan, you should do as the Romans do and come and recite with me. I will take into consideration what you have learned~"

"Think about what you got..."

1 hours later

Taoist priest Cao Zhi held a cane in one hand and picked up the naked Zhang Xu in the bucket, shook it, dried the water and put it on his bed.

Zhang Xu had fainted at this moment, but there was still a smile on his face. Looking at his apprentice, Taoist Master Cao felt a little scary.

Damn it, I remember when the master took me and my brothers, everyone was so tortured by this thing that they all wanted to escape from the medicinal bath.

But my apprentice... seems... to like being beaten?

Taoist priest Cao Zhi shook his head to get those strange thoughts out of his mind. He walked to Zhang Xu and stretched out his hand to touch Zhang Xu's back and closed his eyes.

After a while, he released his hand and nodded, then picked up a piece of paper and a small piece of wood, and when he pressed it in his hand, the piece of wood instantly turned into fine charcoal and left writing on the piece of paper.

After doing this, he folded Zhang Xu's clothes and placed them beside his pillow. The Taoist priest who covered him with a blanket picked up his fortune-telling flag, put on his black sunglasses, and walked out of the house with his somewhat thin body.

"500 yen is good luck, 2000 yen is luck, and yen is good luck."

Such shouting slowly moved away from the hut and towards the bustling crowd.

Zhang Xu, on the other hand, lay on the wooden bed and slept comfortably with his mouth open.