Everyday people say bad things about my young master [Cultivation]

"Now I want you to be obedient, can you do it?" Zhuo Junsheng squatted down beside Song Yue, and handed the chopsticks to Song Yue.

How could Song Yue dare to answer, she was just a little maid doing odd jobs, she was a little cautious.Zhuo Junsheng was disobeying the orders of the housekeeper of the Wen family, if she was found out, wouldn't she die without a place to bury her?Just don't look at Zhuo Junsheng's elegant appearance, but he is not relentless when he kills people.The best thing for her now is to pretend to be frightened and listen to his orders, and then she will pass the news to the big housekeeper, and let the big housekeeper clean up the new servant.

With a plan in mind, Song Yue lowered her head, tremblingly stretched out her hands to take the chopsticks from Zhuo Junsheng's hand.

Zhuo Junsheng curled his lips, the thoughts in his eyes were very unclear in his beautiful eyebrows, "Go down and clean up the inside and outside of Ziai Garden."

Song Yue hurriedly replied: "Yes." As she spoke, she stood up holding her skirt, and without looking at Zhuo Junsheng, she was about to rush out of the side hall.

At this time, Zhuo Junsheng was setting out the bowls and chopsticks and handing them to Wen Yuanxiao who was sitting at the table. Although Wen Yuanxiao saw what happened just now, he didn't say anything.Zhuo Juncheng was a little uncertain about the master's mind, so he simply didn't explain anything, and invited Wen Yuanxiao to dinner.

"If it hasn't been cleaned by this time tomorrow, I will hang you up for seven days and seven nights." Zhuo Junsheng said before Song Yuelin went out.

Song Yue was ashamed and angry in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, she just lowered her head in response and ran out.

Wen Yuanxiao picked up the bowl, but did not move his chopsticks for a long time, looking down at the food on the table.

Zhuo Junsheng bent over: "My lord, is it not to your liking?"

Wen Yuanxiao raised his eyes and said, "Why don't you eat it?"

"Well, because I'm a servant and you are a son, I can't eat at the same table with you." Zhuo Junsheng put one hand on the side of the table and smiled.

"But Song Yue used to eat at the same table as me." Wen Yuanxiao said.

That's right, most of the servants eat leftovers from the master's house, Song Yue should be like this.However, Wen Yuanxiao's status in Wen's Biezhuang was embarrassing, and the butler was focused on killing the young master, which gave Song Yue Wen Yuanxiao a weak and deceptive influence, so naturally he would not be polite to this young master.But Song Yue was very angry and didn't want to eat Wen Yuanxiao's leftovers, so she naturally sat down to eat with Wen Yuanxiao, sometimes even eating first.

Hearing this, Zhuo Juncheng pressed the corners of his eyes, what to do, he got a little angry, and made a note of Song Yue in his heart.

"Sit down and eat." Wen Yuanxiao said, there was no expression on his face, and he was still indifferent.

"Thank you, my lord." Zhuo Junsheng said, adding another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Wen Yuanxiao's expression was always very calm, and Zhuo Juncheng couldn't see any emotional fluctuations from his face.Even yesterday when he was rescued from heaven's punishment, he didn't even act urgently, and everything was done in a leisurely manner.

Wen Yuanxiao's life was really regular. After eating, Wen Yuanxiao went back to his bedroom to rest, and Zhuo Junsheng cleaned up the mess after eating in the side hall.

Song Yue took care of Ziai Garden, and Zhuo Junsheng was free for half an hour.

There is a narrow alley outside the high wall of Wenjia Biezhuang. Because it is a dead end, no one usually passes by it.At this moment, a figure passed over the wall and landed on the ground without a sound.

"Yo, what bad things are you going to do?" Yan Rui asked.

It was Zhuo Junsheng who dug out the high wall of Wen's Biezhuang. At this time, he was dressed in coarse cloth and his hair was casually combed behind his head. Because of his good looks, he smiled a bit wickedly. It seemed that he didn't know which village he came from Xiaoshuai's ruffian.

"Senior, how about we go do something together, at noon tomorrow at the latest, the head housekeeper will take action." Zhuo Junsheng said.

Yan Rui said: "I'm afraid that the head housekeeper will do something, I'm here." Ever since she had the white bowl for cultivating the soul and body, Yan Rui's words were full of confidence, and she was ready to walk sideways.

"Exercise your muscles and bones, or you will be useless." Zhuo Junsheng said.

He really went to stretch his muscles, so Yan Rui saw Zhuo Junsheng asking for directions and went to a wine shop.A long streamer was hung outside this shop, and the inscription "Yipinjiuxiangju" was written in five big characters.

Yan Rui clicked his tongue, he also recognized this place, "Yipinjiu Xiangju" is not only in Mengshan Town, it is a chain of wine shops.Although Yipin Jiuxiangju buys wine, it is only a sideline business, and the real business is quite interesting.

After entering the wine shop, the waiter warmly greeted him: "Brother, what kind of wine do you want?"

"Wine to kill." Zhuo Junsheng said, and handed Xiao Er a wooden sign in the shape of a gourd.

The little girl was not surprised, on the contrary, she smiled more earnestly, showed a look that I understand, bent down and said: "Brother, please come with me."

Xiao Er led Zhuo Junsheng to the back hall of the wine shop, turned the small wine pot on the table, and led Zhuo Junsheng into a downward passage.

There are illuminated fluorite embedded on both sides of the passage, extending for hundreds of meters, and the exit is not far away.Leading Zhuo Junsheng to a counter, Xiao Er's task was completed.

Mengshan Town is just a small town, so Yipinjiuxiangju's venue here is not very big. There is a stone platform in the middle for people to compete, with simple patterns engraved on it as formations.The outside of the stone platform is the grandstand. The cultivators sitting on the chairs have melon seeds and drinks at hand, and the officials who shuttle around the arena ask the housekeeper if they want to place a bet.

The shopkeeper at the counter looked at Zhuo Junsheng and smiled, "I don't know if I'm here to gamble for money or for my life?"

"Money and life are both bets." Zhuo Junsheng said.

"Okay, have courage!" The shopkeeper smiled and praised, "I just don't know how much I want to bet?"

Zhuo Junsheng went to feel in his arms, and actually took out a piece of unpolished jade from the Qiankun ring, and he handed the jade to the shopkeeper, "How much can you press?"

When the shopkeeper received it in his hand, his eyes flashed brightly: "Inferior quality is still inferior, only two gold."

But it wasn't something valuable, the price the shopkeeper said was about the same, Zhuo Junsheng said: "Just press me to win, one pick ten."

"Guest officer, our arena is a life-and-death competition, and you want to sign a life-and-death contract, have you thought about it?" Who doesn't spare their lives these days, but it's been a few years since the first pick appeared in this small place. They are all idiots who want to die, at least that's what the shopkeeper saw.

"The odds are [-] to [-] for a [-]v[-]. Anyone who is qualified to play can come to challenge, regardless of whether their cultivation level is higher than yours. Have you thought about it?" The odds are high, so this is an underground martial arts arena in the black market. The rules are all rules for making money, not for some desperadoes who want money.

What's more, realm is only a standard to measure a person's cultivation, but not a standard to measure a person's strength. Whether a low realm can defeat someone who is higher than one's realm depends entirely on personal aptitude.

After Zhuo Junsheng signed the life and death contract, he was led aside by the people in the martial arts arena on the ground, and was about to go on stage later.And the locker quickly went to the arena to announce the news, yelled to mobilize the atmosphere, and encouraged these spectators to place bets. The one-to-ten gimmick alone was enough to excite these guests who like blood, excitement, and gamblers.

When Zhuo Junsheng stepped into the ring, his first challenger also flew onto the ring.It was indeed flying, the burly man took a stride to raise his energy and lighten his body, his body seemed to be smashed into the ring, and he was holding a giant axe.

Yan Rui was not worried about Zhuo Junsheng at all, Zhuo Junsheng was the one who took his life from the hands of Hades, this small scene was like drinking water to him, he came here just to win money.

In order to avoid trouble, the underground fighting arena will still protect the identities of the participants. At this time, Zhuo Junsheng is wearing an iron mask, only showing his thin chin.

The thin figure of the young man was in stark contrast to the big man at the other end, and the onlookers shouted excitedly: "Tiger, kill him!"

"Why do you girls seem to be moaning, I'm begging you to win, hurry up!"

"Up, up!"

There were shouts one after another, and the tiger said amidst the shouts: "Let grandpa love you well." Then, he rushed up brandishing his axe.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Zhuo Juncheng pressed the corners of his eyes again, and sure enough, the bowl was so effective that Yan Rui could make a fuss.

This action looked to the spectators as if Zhuo Junsheng didn't understand the situation in front of him at all, he was still standing there, and there were shouts and boos immediately.

However, as the tiger approached, Zhuo Juncheng, who hadn't reacted in the eyes of the crowd, suddenly dodged and got out of the way of the tiger's axe.The tiger immediately flew into the air, but the force of the forward charge was too great, and it took two steps forward to stabilize. At this time, Zhuo Junsheng was behind the tiger.

Naturally, Zhuo Junsheng would not let go of such an obvious vacancy. He changed his footsteps, jumped up with his foot on the ground, bent his knees and kicked the tiger's head from the back. It actually contained terrifying explosive power, and kicked the tiger off the ring, and passed out with blood from his mouth and nose.

The tiger also has a reputation in the underground martial arts arena, otherwise the spectators would not recognize it, and there would be no voice when it was on the field.At this time, the enemy of the Maotou boy, who came from nowhere, really shocked everyone.

After a moment of silence at the scene, things turned upside down.

Here, no one will pity the loser on stage, so Tiger will only get booed like this.

The strong are respected, even in the underground martial arts arena in a small place like Mengshan Town, it is fully reflected.