Skilled in managing a house

"Okay, okay...huh?" Vicissitudes' voice said "ok" twice first, and then his tone changed. The man said in a deep voice: "Chang Zhi, what's going on with this...did you fall asleep in the middle of it?" Already..."

"Master, master... I, I seem to have dozed off..." the man said nervously.

"What do you mean, you seem to have dozed off? I have already said that carving must be done in one go, and the spirit must always be concentrated, without any slippage..." Vicissitudes of Life's voice became very cold.

"Master... I know I was wrong..." the man said nervously again.

"It's okay if you know you're wrong...Then do you know that this is the top-quality tourmaline sent by Master Sandeng of Sky Temple...Now that you have broken the carving, what will I tell you when the time comes..." The vicissitudes of voice now Very low, as if he was about to eat someone.

"I, I..." The man hesitated at first, then with a "pop" sound, he seemed to kneel on the ground. The man then said: "Disciple knows his mistake... let Master punish him..."

"Punishment... I wish I could kill you directly... You brothers and sisters are really becoming more and more useless..." Vicissitudes' voice said coldly.

"Master...disciple, I don't know what's going on...my mental strength is getting worse and worse...this time I have clearly concentrated...but I still can't...actually, actually fell asleep..." The man said timidly said.

"Is this your reason... As a teacher, I often only sleep for one or two hours a day, and sometimes I only close my eyes once every two or three days... Why am I fine..." Vicissitudes of Life's voice said coldly again .

"Master...Master, your cultivation level...is not comparable to that of the disciples...The disciples are carving almost every day...It has been a long time since I practiced the skills you taught me...Maybe it's because...I never practice." Of..." the man stammered again.

"Cultivation is also a training in practice... Our daily carving is a kind of training... Considering that this is your first offense, according to the rules of the sect, you only get thirty lashes, so you don't have to go to the dungeon and kneel all day and night... ..." Vicissitudes of Life said indifferently.

"Thank you so much, Master..." the man said timidly.

Not long after, Zhang Yu heard the sound of a whip in the room, "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"...

Along with the sound, a man's muffled groan came from the room, "Uh... uh... uh..."

It was not difficult for Zhang Yu to tell that this man must be in great pain, but he did not dare to shout out. It can be seen from this that the man should be very afraid of his master.

Now Zhang Yu can almost determine that the fifty-year-old man in the room is the master Lei Ge.

Lei Ge was indeed a bit cruel towards his apprentice, but Zhang Yu could also tell that the man named Chang Zhi had obviously damaged a valuable carving, which made Lei Ge angry.

Punishment may be appropriate, but one should also distinguish between right and wrong. Disciples have limited abilities and are not machines. They always need to rest. This kind of endless work will only lead to a vicious cycle and eventually death from exhaustion.

In just a moment, the sound of whipping in the room stopped.

The vicissitudes of life's voice rang again, "Chang Zhi, go back and rest..."

"Yes, Master..." the man said gratefully.

"This is the first time you have made a mistake, so my teacher is just a small punishment but a big warning... If it happens again, don't blame my teacher for punishing you harshly..." Vicissitudes of Life's voice became cold again.

"Yes, yes... Disciple must concentrate on this in the future and never make any mistakes again..." the man said timidly.

"Go down." The vicissitudes of life said.

"Thank you, Master." After the man finished speaking, footsteps sounded.

Zhang Yu could tell that the man was heading towards the door. But after only walking seven or eight steps, Zhang Yu heard a slight sound of footsteps coming towards the door. It's just that the footsteps were too light, probably because of the distance.

Sure enough, Zhang Yu then heard Chang Zhi's voice, "Second Junior Brother."

"Senior Brother, what are you..." A man's voice sounded almost in the corridor.

"It's nothing, you should have completed your mission... I'll leave first... Master is inside..." Chang Zhi said.

"Okay, I will pay my respects to the master now..." After the man said this, he quickly walked to the door and said immediately: "Disciple pays his respects to the master..."

"Qingyun... come in..." Cang Sang's voice became calmer.

"Yes, Master." The man named Qingyun entered the room and said, "The disciple's blood glazed stone has been carved. Please take a look at it, Master..."

"Bring it here..." the vicissitudes of life said.

There were footsteps moving forward again. Zhang Yu listened carefully, but there was no movement in the room for a long time.

Finally, the vicissitudes of voice said: "Qingyun, who did you learn this hooking technique from?"

"The disciple didn't learn from anyone, I just think it's more convenient... I didn't dare to use it lightly in the past. I only used it after practicing it many times and thought I could master it... I keep using one method to outline... It's really draining on my energy. If it is too big, it will easily make people tired... Disciples have found that changing the technique from time to time can actually make people concentrate..." The man named Qingyun was obviously a little nervous when he spoke.

"Don't be nervous... Qingyun... your talent is indeed very high. My teacher did not misjudge the person..." Vicissitudes' voice said kindly.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master..." Qingyun said quickly.

"What tasks do you have at hand next?" the vicissitudes of life asked gently.

"The disciple still has a piece of Lantian Jade left, which needs to be carved into a paperweight. Apart from that, there is nothing else." Qingyun said.

"A special blue field jade paperweight is not an object that I am particularly anxious about. I have a red jade here that I am anxious to outline into the Eight Treasures Guanyin. I have too many objects on hand and I can't handle them all at once. This Eight Treasures Guanyin is only I can leave it to you." Vicissitudes of Life said gently.

"Yes, Master...disciple must do his best..." Qingyun said solemnly.

"It's not about trying your best, but it must be completed. This is an extremely precious piece of red jade. It was sent from the Guanyin Temple on Mount Putuo. There must be no mistakes. Otherwise, we will never be able to explain it. Do you understand?" The vicissitudes of life's voice said gently again.

"Disciple...disciple understands..." Qingyun said without confidence.

"You go back to rest first and have a good sleep. I will have this piece of red jade delivered to you tomorrow." The vicissitudes of voice said.

"Thank you so much, Master. I'll take my leave first..." Qingyun said respectfully.

The sound of leaving footsteps followed, and Zhang Yu heard another "click" sound, as if the door was closing.

Zhang Yu hung on the edge of the terrace and listened for a moment when he suddenly heard footsteps downstairs. Zhang Yu was startled and hurriedly fell back to the terrace on the third floor. He squatted down and looked down through the gap in the guardrail of the terrace. He could immediately see a figure walking downstairs towards a building in the thorn.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Since he didn't come from outside, he obviously wouldn't be found.