The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

"So, in the past two weeks, his spell power has decreased faster?" Zenyuan Fan asked, looking at Zhen Wang who was kneeling in front of him with cold eyes.

"Yes." Zhenwang bowed his head, looked very submissive, holding a plain booklet in both hands, and raised it above his head, "This is a record from half a month ago, please read it."

It is the mantra record that Sue Naoya added after looking at it.

Zen Yuan Fan took the booklet and observed it carefully, the indifferent brilliance in his eyes was gradually swallowed up by the fanaticism, but the expression on his face remained calm, and he snorted coldly with unknown meaning, "Finally... trash is trash after all. ,Time will prove everything."

Zhen Wang paused, remained silent and did not respond, but the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, showing a trace of imperceptible coldness.

On the contrary, the subordinate at the side was a little uneasy, and reminded, "Master Shan, Master Naozai has only just turned five years old, so it is too hasty to make a judgment so early, whether..."

Chanyuan Fan didn't care about it, and waved his hand, "You are still too young, with little knowledge, and don't know the difference between good and bad awakening spells." Then, he smiled dismissively, "Although people set the age for awakening spells The deadline is four to six years old, but as we all know, the earlier the talent is awakened, the stronger the corresponding spell will be."

"Thus, from ancient times to the present, most of the best in the world of conjuration can awaken spells when they are four years old. Most of them with ordinary talents are around five years old, and it is not uncommon for them to awaken spells at six years old, but there are eight out of ten. Nine are rubbish, embarrassing and useful."

The subordinate was thoughtful, "That's straight, young master, he..."

"He was indeed quite talented in the past, and he made my elder brother proud for a long time, occupying the position of Patriarch..." The fan of Chanyuan had contempt in his eyes, and smiled coldly, "Now his good luck has finally come to an end , the position of Patriarch, it's time to give way."

The subordinate immediately responded with compliments, "You are right, Mr. Shan."

"Originally, I was just like you, and I still had doubts, but after seeing this, I am sure." Chanyuan Fan looked at the booklet in his hand, the light and shadow swayed on his face, and the whole person was a bit cold, and his eyes The already wanton fanaticism became more and more indulgent as the pages were turned, "His former talent was just a temporary firework, and now it should be turned back into scum after burning out."

And the complimenting voice of the subordinates at the side was even more flattering and flattering, "Congratulations, Mr. Shan, for getting what you want."

Zhenwang maintained a humble and low posture, not saying a word.

However, Chanyuan Fan was not completely overwhelmed by the momentary frenzy. After the excitement passed, he regained his composure and said, "But your concerns are not unreasonable. Just in case, we have to test it out." After a pause, he said again , "Command the people below, it's time to get ready."

"Yes, this subordinate remembers the temptation that the lord said?"

"If you count the days, it's almost Sanga Day. It's the right time for the relatives and relatives of the Zen Academy to gather together." The Chanyuan Fan put down the brochure and said with a chuckle, "I think my brother, as the head of the family, will be very happy that his son can 'Shocked everyone'."

The subordinate responded, hesitating and pointing at Zhen Wang, "My lord, will she be here..."

Zenyuan Fan followed the subordinate's pointing, and put his gaze back on Zhenwang again, but the other party never raised his head from the beginning to the end, with a completely meek appearance.

"No need, but it's just a woman." Chanyuan Fan looked away and said contemptuously, then waved away Zhenwang, "You step back, if there is any change in Naoya, report it to me immediately."

Zhenwang pursed his lips tightly, didn't say anything, just lowered his head slightly in response, got up and left.

Behind him, he could vaguely hear Zen Yuan Shan and his subordinates discussing something.

Helpless, in order not to arouse the suspicion of Zenyuan Fan, Zhenwang could only walk back to Naoya's courtyard, planning to tell the young master about it as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, I don't know how the young master's injury is recovering. I really hope that the young master went to bed early last night, and she didn't have time to send it over when she was ready to eat.

On the other side, Naoya, who was sleeping soundly, felt a coolness invade his body.

He couldn't help frowning, but he didn't want to open his eyes because he was still sleepy, so he could only subconsciously stretch out his small hand to find where the quilt was, but he didn't know what kind of fleshy thing he came across, it was soft but hard, and it felt good, so he couldn't help it. He squeezed a few more times, but in the next second, his hands were imprisoned and he couldn't move.

"Woo... what..." At this point, Naoya finally had to break away from his heavy eyes, and his voice was still ignorant, soft, unique to four or five-year-old children.

When he saw the bear-like black shadow in front of him clearly, Naoya was taken aback for a moment, and most of his sleepiness suddenly woke up.

It turned out to be Shir, who was holding his slender arm with one hand, and lifted his quilt clothes with the other, looking at something with a frown, no wonder he felt chilly, Zhizai thought to himself, the thing he pinched just now yes......

Naozai couldn't help but glanced at Shi Er's massive and strong chest muscles, as well as the well-developed muscles on his arms, envious in his heart, and then looked at his small arm, which Shi Er easily grasped, like a bean sprout stem, soft and soft Thin and white.

The contrast is dire.

Seeing that Shi Er completely ignored him who had woken up, and was still staring at the belly fat he was forced to expose, he got up angry and couldn't help complaining, "What are you doing so early in the morning, it's very cold."

There is still some hoarseness in the voice, which shows that he used his voice too much yesterday.

Only then did Shier take a look at Zhizai as if appreciating his face, but frowned slightly, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, staring at Zhizai a little nervously, "What, what's wrong?"

After inspecting Naoya for a long time, he still didn't see anything weird. With Naoya's increasingly timid expression, he finally let go of his hand, and only said, "Your injury healed quickly."

Naoya was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that Shi Er was just checking the bruises on his body that he taught him yesterday. It was obvious that when he took the medicine yesterday, his whole body was still full of soreness, but now he just felt dizzy. Refreshing and comfortable.

Naoya thought for a while, and said in his heart, "Zhenwang gave me medicine for a long time yesterday, probably because the medicine is very effective."

"Really." Shi Er didn't comment, but still looked at Naoya's small body with his eyes, "I originally wanted to let you rest for a day, if that's the case, let's continue today."

Naoya: "..."

Naoya: "That, that, I suddenly feel that my injury should not be healed, it hurts here and there, woo..." After finishing speaking, he still clutched his waist as if something was wrong, with a look of affectation painful expression.

"It's up to you." Shi Er snorted and picked up Zhizai's back collar, just like picking up a chick, he wanted to lift him out.

Just when he opened the door, he happened to bump into Zhen Wang who had come earlier.

It's early, but in fact, the current time is more than enough for lunch.

"Master Naozai, Lord Shier." Zhenwang was a little surprised, "What are you doing?"

"Ha, haha, I really hope you're here." Naoya was a little embarrassed, and when he saw the steaming breakfast, he quickly said pitifully to Shier, "By the way, I haven't eaten yet, at least I'll let you eat first." Let me fill my stomach and train again, and you also come?"

Shi Er picked up Naoya and looked at him, seeing the flattering look on the other person's face, but felt a little irritated for some unknown reason.

He was still thinking about Naoya's bruises.It's only been one night, and it's all gone. How strong is this kid's resilience?

"Tsk." Finally, Shier put the man back on the ground, and said calmly, "Forget it, I'll wait for you at the training ground first."

Forget it, Shi Er thought to himself, anyway, since he is fine, he doesn't bother to take care of it.

After speaking, Shier left.

Naoya looked at the back of the other party leaving, but felt inexplicable, and couldn't help asking Zhenwang, "So why did he come here so early in the morning? Obviously I slept well."

"...Young master, it's getting late, you should have lunch." Zhenwang was a little helpless, as soon as his young master was teased by Mr. Shi Er, he was not as mature as usual.

"Okay." Naoya pursed his lips, took the food in Zhenwang's hand, "I'll come, thank you for your hard work." The habits developed by his parents in his previous life have affected Naoya today, and he is more willing to be served than to be served. Do it yourself.

Saying that, Naoya walked towards the table, just as he was about to put down his breakfast, he caught a glimpse of Zhehelan on the table, it was this short glance that made him startled.

"Eh? What's going on." Naoya hastily put down the things in his hand, moved the flower pot of Zhehelan to his eyes, and gently stroked the withered and yellowed leaves, "I really hope you can see how its leaves are. Withered?"

Hearing the words, Zhenwang also went to Naoya's side, and as expected, saw a leaf of Zhehelan withered, hanging powerlessly in Naoya's hand.

"Young Master, maybe it's because of the lack of light in the room." Zhenwang guessed, "There is little sunlight in winter, and you put it in a corner too much. Although Zhehelan likes shade, it may be a bit too light. It should recover with some sunlight."

"So..." Naoya heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "I thought I had spoiled him."

"Zhehelan is not difficult to raise, young master, don't worry." Zhenwang comforted.

Naoya sighed, a little frustrated, "It's my fault that I'm too careless, I usually don't care much about it except watering." Then he scanned the room and moved the flower pot to the window, "Let's put it here first, I'm not afraid of the sun in winter." The head is too poisonous, um...you can ask the gardener for me later if there is any suitable fertilizer, I want to use some for it."

Zhenwang agreed, "I understand, young master, you can eat quickly." After a pause, he lowered his voice, "I have something to tell you."

Naoya collected his expression, looked at Mamoko, and nodded, "Okay, let's talk while eating."

"Okay, young master." Zhenwang replied respectfully.

Then, as Naozai chewed and swallowed slowly, Zhenwang explained all the plots of Zenyuan Fan.

Naoya ate without saying a word, and after swallowing what was in his mouth, he smiled and said, "I didn't see that he was quite cautious."

"Master, what are you going to do?" Zhen Wang was a little worried.

"There's nothing to deal with, he just wanted to use that occasion to embarrass me and test my current spell power." Naoya propped his face, absent-minded, "Anyway, I don't care about the status of the so-called son-in-law, to be honest, I'm quite Wondering what tricks he can come up with to annoy my father."

"But if he does something dangerous to your life..."

Naoya waved his hand and interrupted Zhenwang's words, "You don't have to worry about it, let's not say that he would not be so courageous in such a public situation, and even the training I have given me in the past few months is not in vain, self-protection is enough .”

Seeing that Zhenwang was still worried, Naoya couldn't help smiling to comfort him, and said softly, "Trust me a little, Zhenwang."