This Yu Tianwei is indeed good-looking, but she is still a young girl after all, and she is incomparable to the hot women Zhang Shiyi has seen.
Whether it's Sister Hong, who is full of mature womanly charm, or Zhang Qi, who is hot and sexy, even the delicate Ma Xiaowen can't compare to her.
Who likes turnips and greens when there is meat to eat?
Zhang Shiyi was also a half-grown child. He said this casually, but it angered Yu Tianwei.
Girls are very confident about their figure.
With the fire burning in her heart, Yu Tianwei actually wanted to reverse the meridians and break through the wind wall.
Seeing the girl whose expression was getting worse and worse, Zhang Shiyi quickly dispersed the storm completely.
"You bastard, just wait for me!"
Yu Tianwei was not stupid. She knew that she was no match for this man. After leaving a harsh word, she didn't even want the Qingfeng Sword, turned around and ran towards the front mountain.
"Hey, run slowly and don't sprain your feet. By the way, a gangster is just a gangster. Can you please stop adding the word "stinky"~"
Zhang Shiyi didn't take this matter seriously at all, and even teased the girl as she left.
Finally returning to the familiar hall, a faint feminine fragrance hit my face.
"Master, I'm back."
Although this girl is unruly and unreasonable, she should have a good mind.
The spiritual tablet of Master Zhang Changliu enshrined in the lobby was actually wiped spotless, with various fresh fruits placed in front of it.
The incense in the incense burner had just been lit.
"Hey, something's wrong~ Damn it, you stinky and shameless Zhang Changliu, how old are you? You're hiding here watching a girl take a shower. Do you still have the old face!!"
Zhang Shiyi looked at the flickering incense and then realized what he was doing. He pointed at the tomb and cursed.
"Hey, what are you talking about? I didn't peek. I was eating the fruit behind my back."
Zhang Changliu's voice finally appeared, but why did the tone of his rebuttal sound so unconfident?
"Okay, okay, my old disciple, stop scolding me, let your senior brothers hear, do I still want to be a human being? Besides, who told you not to come see me for so long? If it weren't for this girl, I'm going to starve to death."
Zhang Changliu appeared with a smiling face, looking pitiful.
I don’t know who is whose master.
"You are disrespectful to the elderly, you are disrespectful to the elderly~"
He is indeed a wise man. From the first time he saw Zhang Changliu, he knew that he was a wretched old man, and he was right.
"Hey, good disciple, tomorrow is your eighteenth birthday, and my master and your senior brothers have prepared a surprise for you~
When you came back this time, didn't you bring anything good to honor your teacher? "
Looking at the master's longing eyes, Zhang Shiyi suddenly felt that he was indeed very unfilial.
Although what he did was quite irritating, he was the master who raised him after all.
"How can you not? Look, I have brought you some good things."
Zhang Shiyi hurriedly ran to the door and pulled the two large suitcases in.
Now he can be considered a rich man. Although half of the proceeds were transferred to Zhi Zhachen, who has been refusing to show his face, the one million he got from Han Guang is in his hands.
Before coming back this time, I did a lot of shopping.
He prepared eleven portions of everything that was available on the market, including hericium, bird's nest, shark's fin, bear paws, scallops, and deer tail tips.
We are also people who are not short of money.
As for the best incense, ingot candles, etc., that doesn't matter at all. We have plenty of them in our shop.
"Haha, good disciple, good disciple, it's all mine, it's all mine, don't give it to anyone, hahahaha~"
Seeing so many delicious foods, Zhang Changliu Le couldn't close his mouth, and tears of emotion flowed down the corners of his mouth.
"Suck~~~"
It is said to be tomorrow, but in fact, after 12 o'clock, it will be Zhang Shiyi's eighteenth birthday, but the Nine Stars Lianzhu will have to wait until tomorrow night.
This evening was very lively. Zhang Shiyi made two big pots to satisfy the appetites of his master and senior brothers.
"Senior brothers, who are you? Why, except for the ninth brother, the sixth brother, and the fourth brother, do you not have names on your tombstones?"
Zhang Shiyi, who was drunk and confused, pointed at the names on the tombstone and asked the senior brothers stupidly.
Ninth Senior Brother [Ghost King of Luofeng Mountain] Luo Feng Liutian
Sixth Senior Brother [Dutian Great Spiritual Officer] Wang E
Fourth Senior Brother [Xing Tian dances with relatives, fierce ambition is always there] Demon God Xing Tian
On other tombstones, there is only a number.
"Haha, little junior brother, don't be anxious, you will figure it out gradually, don't let the secrets be revealed~"
The chubby Wang E came over holding a wine glass, put his arm around Zhang Shiyi's shoulders, and pulled him back.
"That's not right. Why doesn't my grandfather or my tenth senior brother Wuming have a name? Isn't his name Wuming?"
"Silly boy, who would call me Wuming? You will know everything when you grow up."
Wuming's face was red from drinking, and his eyes were all gone.
"You bad guys! Cheers~~~"
After draining the glass of wine in one gulp, Zhang Shiyi poured it cleanly onto his master's grave.
"Actually, I miss you very much..."
"This kid!
Master, you can’t do this~ Hurry up and break the fate of the little junior brother, look, look, oooooo~ What a pitiful child~”
Xing Tian grinned with his big belly button and burst into tears, making the atmosphere awkward for a while.
All the senior brothers focused their attention on Zhang Changliu.
"Why, you brats still want to rebel!
Hey, everyone, please stay calm, I will do it tomorrow, haha, drink, drink~"
"Raise a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people, ah~ ah!"
Li Taibai, the swordsman in green shirt, just wanted to stand up and show off, when he was pinned down by a group of brothers.
"You kid can not only get the name of poetry fairy, but also become a sword fairy. I heard that some people call you the wine fairy. Today we two brothers will meet each other to see if you are the wine fairy." Exaggeration!”
A big man wearing armor and exuding endless murderous aura walked over holding two large wine barrels.
The cold and resolute face was filled with a smile, but somehow this smile seemed a bit penetrating.
"Wu Anjun, my second brother, you better stop laughing. When you laugh, why do I feel so scared~"
Li Taibai tremblingly took the wine barrel from the big man's hand, with a trace of the elegance of a swordsman, which made everyone burst into laughter.
"Second child, you are the only one who can cure the third child, haha, do it!"
Tomorrow is the day when Zhang Shiyi will be reborn, and all the brothers are happy for him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Save some for me, you traitors~~"
Zhang Changliu jumped on his feet and tried to snatch the wine barrels from the two men's hands.
What a joy.
