Was watched by the master

Fang Zhi grinned, "Get up, the floor is so hard, doesn't it hurt to kneel?"

After finishing speaking, he stood up, walked past Fang Mu, walked to the stool on the table in the middle of the room, and sat down.

"Thank you, master." Fang Mu supported the floor with his hands, got up slowly, raised his hand and patted the clothes on his knees, turned his head and stood up, and saw something wrapped in oiled paper on the table at a glance.

Saliva subconsciously spilled into his mouth.

He said how he seemed to smell the food just now!

Seeing Fang Mu staring straight at the table, Fang Zhi couldn't help but chuckled, "Eat, the roast chicken I brought you."

"Thank you, master!" Fang Mu was not polite. He opened the stool and sat down, then raised his hand to grab the oil paper and pulled it in front of him, eager to open it.

He lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance ecstatically, then asked Fang Zhi: "Master, have you eaten it?"

"No, it's all to wait for you."

Fang Mu chuckled twice, broke off a big chicken leg and handed it to Fang Zhi, "Then let's eat together!"

Fang Zhi looked at Fang Mu's hand grabbing the drumstick with contempt, and suddenly asked, "Have you washed your hands?"

"Uh..." Fang Mu froze for a second. Apart from tea, the master had never eaten anything from his hand. I didn't expect him to have a cleanliness habit!

"I...I'm going to wash now." Fang Mu stood up quickly.

"No need." Fang Zhi reached out and snatched the chicken leg from Fang Mu's hand before he could put it down, bit on his mouth, tore a piece of meat from the chicken leg, and put it into his mouth along with the chicken skin.

Before Fang Mu could see clearly, the meat was rolled into Fang Zhi's mouth and started to chew. There was a layer of oil on his lips, which looked tender and juicy.

Ah~ Is it true that a good-looking person will look particularly delicious when eating? !

Fang Mu's saliva was almost drooping to the corner of his mouth, he sat down quickly and tore off another chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Delicious!" Fang Mu was full of praise!He was chewing something in his mouth, and his speech was slurred.

Fang Zhi raised his hand to pick up a glass of wine to drink, but found that there was no wine here. He put his hand back in mid-air, and reluctantly took another bite of the chicken leg.

"Next time, prepare some wine at home." He said lightly.

Fang Mu was stunned for a second, and immediately agreed: "Okay."

It turned out that Master not only loved tea, but also wine.

He leaned his head over and sniffed, "Master, did you drink just now?"

It seemed to smell a little bit of alcohol, why didn't he notice it when he was lying on Shizu's body just now.

Fang Mu flexed his index finger and rubbed the tip of his nose, wondering if his nose was broken?

He was relieved to be able to smell the smell of meat after inhaling.

"Well, I drank a little." Fang Zhi bit off the last piece of meat, and threw the chicken bone on the table casually.

"Well... Shizu, I'll get you some more." Fang Mu put the chicken leg in his mouth, and raised his hand to break off half of the chicken again, but when his fingers were about to touch the chicken body, he stopped up.

He put down the chicken leg in his mouth and smiled dryly, "I'll wash my hands first and then I'll break it off for you."

Just as he was about to get up, Fang Zhi pushed him back, "No, I won't eat, you can eat the rest."

He returned to the window and rolled over to sit on the edge of the window, then lay down, closed his eyes, and continued the doze just now.

Seeing this, Fang Mu didn't dare to make any more noise, so he could only continue gnawing on the chicken legs silently, and his movements were much slower than before. He carefully tried not to make too much noise, so as not to disturb the other party's sleep.

While eating, he thought of the smell of alcohol on Fang Zhi's body just now, and he felt that the smell was a little familiar.

After thinking for a while, he remembered that it was the Polygonatum odoratum wine that Fang Zimo, the seventh senior brother, often brewed for his master. No wonder he was familiar with it. He secretly drank it once out of curiosity. He was drunk for a whole day and night, and when he woke up, everyone was laughing at him.

Fang Mu carefully recalled the taste of the wine, it smelled very fragrant, like being in a bamboo forest, the tip of his tongue was slightly spicy when he tasted it, and then it was sweet aftertaste, and then...he couldn't remember it, because he Passed out.

But thinking about it, it should be very delicious, so I went back to the seventh senior brother to ask for some, and gave it to the ancestor to drink.

Fang Mu couldn't help but smile, Fang Zhi slightly opened his eyes and looked at him disdainfully.He quickly shut up and lowered his head to eat the chicken.

After eating, he went outside to wash his oily hands before returning to Fang Zhi's side, and asked cautiously, "Master Zu, are you... asleep?"

"No." The long and narrow eyes slowly opened, with a bit of laziness in them.

"Then... shall we practice sword?" It was a questioning tone.

"Yeah." Fang Zhi retracted his long legs, sat up and jumped out of the window.

He walked a dozen steps outside, crossed the well, and came to a relatively large open space in front, "It's right here, the space is just enough, and I brought the sword manual, why don't you understand?"

Fang Mu hurriedly went back to the bedroom and took out the sword manual. While flipping through the sword manual, he said, "Except for the first five pages, I don't know anything about the latter."

He couldn't help feeling guilty, these five pages were less than one-twentieth of the entire sword manual.

Fang Zhi took a look at the sword manual and felt a headache. He couldn't help but wonder if he created it too hard, but he has tried his best to create it in the direction that children can practice, so he shouldn't be unable to understand it. I wrote the analysis thoughtfully, and most people can understand it, right?

It's a pity that Fang Mu is not an ordinary person.

Fang Zhi was about to tell Fang Mu, but an unexpected guest came in just in time.

It was Fangran again.

Seeing Fang Zhi here, Fang Ran couldn't help being surprised, he quickly bowed to Fang Zhi, "Disciple Fang Ran has met Master."

Fang Mu: "Brother Fangran, why are you here?"

Fangran didn't answer immediately, but just nodded and waited for Fang Zhi to speak.

Fang Zhi didn't have much impression of Fang Ran, but he had heard the name Fang Ran before, and he had heard it from a child.Just last time, the kid said that the new tea leaves were given by senior brother Fangran, so he was the one, right?

Fang Zhi narrowed his eyes, "Which disciple is he?"

"Second elder's disciple." Fangran replied truthfully, with a respectful tone.

"Oh~ come to find a kid?"

"Uh...um." Fangran choked on the word "little friend", but after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing wrong. After all, at the age of the ancestor, 17 years old was not worth mentioning in his eyes. He was not called a baby. That's fine.

He looked at Fang Mu again, and said in a gentle voice: "Didn't you ask me to read the sword manual for you yesterday? I couldn't read it for you yesterday, so I went to the martial arts field again today, but I didn't see you, so I came here looking around."

Looking at the sword manual?Fang Zhi's eyes narrowed even more.

Fangran felt a cold light sweep over him, his back couldn't help but tremble, he turned his head in shock...

Fang Zhi's eyes had already returned to normal, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction or danger.

Maybe it's because the weather is a bit cold today, Fangran wondered.

"Thank you, brother. No need. I could only think of asking others when the master was not there. Now that the master is back, he will teach me personally, right?" Fang Mu tilted his head and smiled.

"Naturally." Fang Zhi said flatly.

"That's the best way. Junior brother can be taught by the ancestor himself, and he will be able to practice quickly."

"Thank you, Brother Fangran, I will definitely work hard." Fang Mu made an effort.

Fang Ran smiled sweetly, and imitated him, "Come on."

Fang Zhi stood there expressionless, his teeth itching with anger, the feeling that he was an outsider made him very unhappy!If he was [-] or [-] years younger, he would still be able to cheer up the children like this, but unfortunately...

The two seemed to be talking about something, talking and laughing.Fang Zhi coughed hard with a sullen face, "Have you finished chatting, are you still practicing sword?"

【Speak】

There may be another chapter tonight.