Master, am I your pro-disciple?

"Snapped!"

The storyteller gave an eye-catching shot, "It is said that Lu Qingzhou, the leader of a generation, died of a sudden illness after quelling the disaster of Wuji. The story begins with the disaster of Wuji. Ten years ago, an organization called Wuji appeared on the rivers and lakes. People in this organization will He is good at a kind of evil art that can absorb people's internal energy and use it for himself, and those who are drained of internal energy will run out of oil and die, and countless heroes will die in a short time, and people in the world will panic..."

"Apprentice, when will you learn to cook Sophora japonica rice?"

I was interrupted when I heard the most nervous part: "..."

Due to a coincidence, I somehow joined a sect, but I didn't feel Master's love at all.During the day today, when the master showed me his small yard, he actually said to me: Apprentice, from now on, you will cook for the master here, chop firewood and boil water, then go over there, and then wash clothes and fetch water from the well...

I was a little dazed at the time, and after listening to him explain a lot of principles that apprentices should serve their master, and such things as being filial first, I struggled to regain my senses, and my voice was trembling: "Master, do you accept me as a teacher? Apprentice...or slave?"

He thought for a while and asked seriously, "Is there a difference?"

Me: "..." What crime did I commit to realize this evil?

Originally, I should have quit the school rather than surrender, but when I saw a few weed-covered graves next to the yard (it is said that they were my senior brothers), I thought that after I died, he probably wouldn’t even take care of my grave. I was determined not to die.

Now that I know that I can't cook, my master has a lot of opinions on me, and he always looks regretful that he didn't kill me. I have no doubt that a cruel person like him can do anything, just like ten years ago ...

By the way, I suddenly remembered and asked, "Master, what's your name? Do you know what happened to Wuji ten years ago?"

At the mention of this name, his eyes darkened, and he immediately said impatiently, "Master!"

I thought there must be a story behind such cover-ups, so I persisted in asking: "Do you know Daxia Lu? What's going on with this Wuji? Why did so many people die?"

He was annoyed by my question, and he said calmly: "I really don't know as a teacher. I woke up that morning as usual, and the door of the teacher was already empty. All the seniors and brothers have joined Wuji..." He said with righteous indignation , "I didn't even ask if I was going!"

I said, "Didn't you and your master discover such a big thing beforehand?"

The master said: "At that time, they did discuss behind my back, but when I asked them, they said that I had heard it wrong. Later, when I went to Wuji to look for them, they kept persuading me to go back, telling me that this skill is right. I'm not in good health, so don't harm me... Seniors, sisters and brothers are so kind to me."

"Master, you are clearly isolated!"

"You're talking nonsense!... Forget it, what's your name, apprentice?"

He finally remembered to ask me my name, and I quickly replied, "Master, my surname is Tu, and I have a single first name."

My master was silent for a while and said: "...apprentice, please change your name."

I asked, "Why?!"

Master: "I call you apprentice, and others call you Tu Di, so isn't the whole world your master?"

I:"……"

"Apprentice, you will be called this name from now on."

I thought he was just talking, but I didn't expect that he actually changed my name after I went back. I took the note and saw that my original two-letter name became six-letter: Xie Jingying's apprentice.

... even changed my last name.

I can't help it, the name is called by someone else, it's useless if I say it, but his name is Xie Jingying?I always feel... it sounds a little familiar.

In the next few days, I was treated like a dog. Every morning, I got up when the cock crowed. In addition to chopping firewood for cooking, I also had to serve him with tea, water, shoulders and legs.I also tried to rebel, but the result was a beating. The last time I used coins, it was light, and the rattan at the door was used to beat me.

In addition, I should mention that my master said that he never beat his disciples.

...He just severed the master-student relationship for a quarter of an hour before hitting me.

I suspect that he is playing me on purpose, but every time he calls me apprentice, his expression is very sincere and affectionate. Understand how they died.Because he has too many enemies, people often come to his door and ask: Does Xie Jingying live here?

I usually say: He is in the house, there is a grudge and a debt, if you want revenge, go to him, don't hurt me.

However, in most cases, the other party would not listen. He stared at me with red eyes and said: You are his apprentice!He killed my wife/sister-in-law/friend/master/student/benefactor (choose here)...then I will kill his apprentice!Let him also taste the pain of losing a loved one!

And my master, who is very powerful and shows up on time at meal time, doesn't know where to go at this time. He must wait until I am chased by the enemy to show up and beat him up to make him lose money. Let me say it with a straight face: Who allowed you to beat my apprentice?

I didn't feel moved at all, I just hoped that he would avoid some vendettas. I was beaten five times (two of them by him) after only three days of apprenticeship.Speaking of this, I finally thought of a problem: These days, he only bullied me and ordered me, and he never mentioned teaching me martial arts.

That night after I served tea and water to Master, I brought it up while he was in a good mood. Master asked in surprise, "Apprentice, do you want to learn martial arts?"

I couldn't bear it anymore: "Master, do you think I worship you because I want to learn from you?"

"..."

He probably thought that he was the master after all, so he asked me to pick a book from the study.Seeing that he was so casual, I held back my anger and lit the lamp to look. This study room is very old, it must have been cleaned for a long time, the dust fell rustling when I opened the door.The room is full of books, and there are all kinds of cheat books at a glance.

I don't know if I was choking on the ashes, but when I smelled the old musty smell, I sneezed straight away, so I just picked up a random book and left in a hurry, thinking I'll talk about it next time.After returning to the room, I found that the upper half of the book was soaked in blood. After the blood dried up, it just covered the name of the move. Just looking at the picture, it seems to be a sword manual.

The master flipped through the pages with a solemn expression, and told me: "Apprentice, I think this book is written in great detail, and you can really understand it yourself."

My face was spread like a pancake, and I didn't want to talk.

Seeing that I was unhappy, he tried to restore the broken master-student relationship, so he dug out a box from the side cabinet and put a sword in it.The hilt of the sword was wrapped with layers of blue silk and satin, with some old blood stains on it. The body of the sword was already stained with rust, reddish brown and everything. He picked up the rag on the table and wiped it, saying: "This I will give you the sword, you can see how kind I am to you as a teacher."

I despised it and didn't want it. Master's eyes turned cold, and he said sinisterly: "Apprentice, bring me the cane at the door, I won't beat you to death today..."

"Thank you Master! Master is the best for me!"

I plopped to my knees.

I tossed and turned that night and couldn't sleep, so I got up before dawn and stared blankly at the graves of my seniors.Although we are strangers, I can already understand the feelings of the brothers.

In fact, at the beginning, a very powerful master accepted me, and I was a little excited inside.And no matter what (not mentioning the death of senior brothers), he repeatedly promised me that he would only accept one apprentice. I think he still wants to be a good master.

But look at this book again, this sword, this attitude, can I support him when he is old?

I pulled the weeds while sighing, and the grass was all bald by me at dawn.

With the warm light from the horizon, I looked at the book again, and the entire upper half was soaked. Judging by the amount of blood bleeding, the owner of the book should have died long ago.The image of my master stealing other people's martial arts secret books and killing people to silence them emerged in my mind, and I was in a cold sweat, so I decided to go back and change a copy.

Thinking about it this way, as soon as I stood up, I heard the rustling wind passing through the forest, and I was knocked out as soon as the back of my neck hurt.

Before losing consciousness, I vaguely heard these two words: Xie Jingying, apprentice...

I knew it was my master who provoked it again.