Zhang Xiaozu grabbed the thin blanket on the bed and wrapped it around him. He got out of bed and walked to the closet. He opened the closet and found that it was empty and exuded a musty smell. He scanned the room again and found no clothes to wear, so he had to With an expression on her face, she responded to the maid waiting at the door and said, "Just leave your clothes at the door. I can wear them myself and don't need you to serve me."
"Yes." The maid responded.
Zhang Xiaozu tiptoed, quietly walked to the door, hid behind the door leaf, opened the door to a gap with a creak, stretched his arm out of the door along the gap, and quickly grabbed the clothes and shoes that the maid placed in front of the door and brought them into the room. .
The maid at the door couldn't help but let out a laugh when she saw Zhang Xiaozhu panicking like a thief.
She had been waiting in front of the door for half an hour with her clothes in her arms. During this half hour, she had been feeling anxious. Although she had seen Zhang Xiaozu without clothes last night, and she was the one who carried Zhang Xiaozu into the room and put him on the bed, Zhang Xiaozu was in a coma at the time. Although she was flustered and shy, she was not afraid because The unconscious Zhang Xiaozu would not do anything to her.
But when she thought about having to dress Zhang Xiaopou after he woke up, she might not be able to escape the bad luck of being abused if this guy was greedy and lustful. And she was just a lowly maid, so she had no right to resist, and she was unable to resist. So she felt uneasy this morning, feeling that bad luck was coming.
However, when she saw Zhang Xiaozu acting like a thief, grabbing clothes and shoes into the room along the crack of the door, she put her heart down all morning and put it back. Instead, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, because she started from Zhang Xiaozu. From the action of grabbing her clothes, she could clearly feel the panic, shame and embarrassment in Zhang Xiaozhu's heart, as if the young man in the room was more nervous and scared than she was.
"Sir, please wait a moment. I will bring you water to wash up." The maid excused herself, her voice much lighter, because she had already seen that Zhang Xiaopou was not a lecherous person, and she no longer had any worries or fears in her heart.
She is wearing a black shorts outfit that fits her body very well. The material of the clothes is also excellent, silky and smooth, cool and non-sticky. The hard-soled boots also fit her feet well, as if they were tailor-made.
There was a knock on the door, and the maid's voice sounded at the door: "Master, can this slave come in?"
Zhang Xiaozu was already dressed and said, "Come in."
The maid held a basin of water in her hand, leaned sideways to open the door, walked into the room, and placed the basin on the shelf next to the door. She also held a bamboo cup in her right hand. The cup was filled with water and a small brush was soaked in the water. She handed the bamboo cup to Zhang Xiaopou who came over and said, "Sir, please rinse your mouth."
Zhang Xiaozu took the bamboo cup, took out the brush soaked in the cup, looked at it with interest, and said to himself that rich people will enjoy it. Not only the clothes they wear are as smooth as water, but they even rinse their mouths. The tools are all so unique. When he was in Liujia Village, he used to use branches of old willow trees to rub his teeth casually when rinsing his mouth. He had never used such a delicate and compact brush.
brush brush brush
Zhang Xiaozu put the small brush into his mouth and tried brushing his teeth a few times. His eyes lit up because there was a cool fragrance on the brush, which spread in his mouth and was very refreshing.
"Not bad. Not bad. Good stuff." Zhang Xiaozhu rinsed his mouth and praised the brush. He couldn't help but curiously asked the maid: "What is this brush made of? It's very magical."
"Back to the young master, its hair is made of the most flexible hair on the back of the flying rat's neck, and its rod is made of the branches of the cool palm. Soak it in water for half an hour before gargling. The fragrance of the cool palm will spread to the hair of the flying rat, leaving a mouth full of fragrance." The maid said.
Zhang Xiaopou had never heard of Flying Rat or Qingliang Palm.
"Is this brush expensive?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"It shouldn't be expensive for the young master, only ten taels of silver a piece." The maid said. Although she could see that Zhang Xiaozhu didn't have the temperament of a noble young master, she didn't dare to look down upon him, at least she didn't dare to show it. She wanted to compliment him if he could.
"" Zhang Xiaozhu smiled bitterly and was speechless when he heard the twelve ounces. A mouthwash brush from a rich family was enough for a family of six in Liujia Village to tighten their belts and save for several years. He could only lament that the world of rich people is not This is what a poor country boy like him can imagine.
The maid soaked the towel placed beside the basin in water, then wring it half dry and handed it to Zhang Xiaozu.
"I'll do it myself." Zhang Xiaozhu said after taking the towel, looking at most of the basin of water, and then thinking about the poor people outside the city who were worried about a drop of water. For a moment, he couldn't bring himself to wash his face with it, and finally just wet it. I wiped my face carefully with the towel without touching the water in the basin.
"Master?" The maid was puzzled.
Zhang Xiaozhu knew what the maid wanted to ask, so he smiled bitterly and said: "When I think of sending half a basin of clean water outside the city, I don't know how many lives can be saved, but I have to use it to wash my face and then throw it away, I feel like I am doing unscrupulous
If something happens, you might be struck by lightning, so you might as well wipe it with a towel to feel more at ease. "
The maid couldn't help but change her expression after hearing this, and blurted out: "Young Master is a good man."
Zhang Xiaozu looked at her with a smile and said, "If your master hears this, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot."
The maid was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she had said the wrong thing. She knew that if the master of the Li family heard her praising a man who had occupied the Li family's mansion, killed the fourth master of the Li family, and plundered the Li family's treasury as a good person, she would definitely be beaten with sticks, even if she could just give it a hard time. die. She couldn't help but tremble with fear, her face turned pale, and she cast a pitiful and pleading look at Zhang Xiaopou.
"Don't worry, I won't tell your master." Zhang Xiaozhu said with relief, then asked, "What's your name?"
"Sir, my humble name is Liu Hong. I mean Liu Hong with green willows and red flowers." The maid replied with a grateful look.
"Liu Hong, a very nice name."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master."
"Well, go ahead and go ahead. I don't have anything I need you to serve." Zhang Xiaozu said.
"Sir, that slave?" The maid hesitated, as if she had something to say.
"If you have something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it."
The maid pinched her hands together, closed her eyes, gathered her courage, and asked, "Can I give this basin of water to my slave?"
"There's nothing wrong with this, just use it, but try not to waste it." Zhang Xiaozu said with a smile.
"Thank you for the reward, young master!" The maid was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.
"Go ahead."
Seeing the maid holding up the basin of water as if she had found a treasure, and walking very slowly and lightly, for fear of spilling a drop, Zhang Xiaozu knew that she would not waste the basin of water.
Zhang Xiaozu stretched his body and walked out of the room. He happened to see Taoist Tianwu coming out of the main room. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Disciple, please pay your respects to the master. I also want to thank the master for teaching him the cultivation techniques."
Although he was in a coma last night, Master Tianwu's voice and teaching methods were directly imprinted into his sea of consciousness, so he heard them clearly.
"Haha, how do you feel after spending a night practicing enlightenment?" Taoist Tianwu smiled and nodded, then asked.
"My disciple is stupid. After studying and cultivating for a whole night, I only got a little bit of Tao power, which is barely enough to draw a simple spell." Zhang Xiaozu scratched his head, feeling happy and excited because of the Tao power he had gained through cultivation, but also embarrassed because there was too little Tao power. , I feel that I have failed Master’s high expectations.
"Oh." Unexpectedly, Taoist Tianwu said in a very surprised tone and said, "Did you develop Tao power in just one night? Come on, draw a talisman and show it to me."
"Yes." Zhang Xiaozu accepted the order, and immediately concentrated his thoughts, driving the power in his body to the tip of his right index finger, and then drew the simplest exorcism spell in the air in front of him.
Tianwu Taoist looked at the exorcism spell drawn by Zhang Xiaozu with a look of surprise, and his right hand was reaching into his left sleeve, preparing to take out the talisman paper and cinnabar. He meant to let Zhang Xiaozu use cinnabar to draw talismans on the talisman paper. Because the newly cultivated Tao power is not pure enough, it needs cinnabar and talisman paper as a medium to exert its power. Only when the Dao power has been cultivated to a certain level and has sufficient concentration and purity, can the Dao power condense directly in the air and show its power without relying on the two media of cinnabar and talisman paper. This state of Taoism is called Xiaochengjing, which means Xiaocheng of Taoism.
It took Taoist Tianwu a year to go from the entry level of drawing talismans with cinnabar and talisman paper to the small level of success of drawing talisman out of thin air. Now Zhang Xiaozu has reached the small level of success in just one night. What can he do? Not shocked?
"Maybe this is the difference between a genius and a monster." Tianwu Taoist smiled bitterly in his heart, and was hit by Zhang Xiaopeng again. He considers himself a genius, but Zhang Xiaopou is a monster who can crush geniuses. He cannot help but be impressed by this talent and understanding.
The spell Zhang Xiaozu drew in the air dissipated after a while. He scratched his head and said sheepishly: "Master, I made you laugh."
"Your talent and understanding are the only ones I have seen in my life. When I first started practicing, I was not one-tenth as good as you." Taoist Tianwu praised him without hesitation, but immediately warned: "Beware of arrogance and impetuosity. In practice, You must always maintain a humble and enterprising spirit. As my teacher, I hope you can live up to your talent and understanding, be always alert on the road of cultivation, move forward with a heavy load, climb to the top of the world, and achieve the supreme path."
"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings at all times." Zhang Xiaozu said.
Zhou Jianlai walked out of the room and saw Taoist Tianwu. He stepped forward quickly, bowed his head and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for giving me the supreme skill! From now on, if you are asked to do anything, don't dare to disobey him."
"Get up, as long as it's useful to you." Taoist Tianwu said with a smile.
Zhou Jianlai kowtowed to Taoist Tianwu nine times before standing up.
Xuan-level cultivation techniques are even higher than high-grade techniques.
Two levels, the supreme technique that he never dared to dream of, he never expected to obtain it so easily. Even after kowtowing to Taoist Tianwu, I still felt like I was riding on a cloud, floating and unreal.
"Senior, you are biased. You haven't given anything to this junior." Niu Dawa yelled and ran over, then stared at Taoist Tianwu expectantly.
Taoist Tianwu glanced at him up and down, and said angrily: "You are a demon cultivator. You are already very kind and righteous even before I kill you. You still want to fight with me. I think you are tired of living."
Although he knew that Tianwu Taoist was joking, Niu Dawa was still so frightened that he shrank his neck, and then asked with a sad face: "Senior, you are a moral master and will not care about me, a demon cultivator, but if you change If we get rid of those sanctimonious hypocrites and really villains, they will definitely shout and kill the juniors, what should we do?"
"Don't worry, the old dog who gave you the inheritance has already considered this issue. You don't have any demonic aura in your body. No one can tell that you are a demon cultivator." Tianwu Taoist said.
"Senior, you couldn't tell right away." Niu Dawa muttered in disbelief.
"I calculated it, not by looking at it." Taoist Tianwu corrected him, "And there will be no more than five people in Dayu who can figure out the relationship between you and that old dog at a glance like me. That's fine." Are you relieved?"
"Hehe, that's good." Niu Dawa was relieved.
"Senior, is it okay for humans to cultivate demons?" Zhang Xiaozu suddenly asked worriedly.
"What?" Taoist Tianwu raised his eyelids and asked, "Are you afraid that he will turn into a dog while practicing cultivation?"
"" Taoist Tianwu's question was a bit too direct, making it difficult for Zhang Xiaozu to talk to him, because Niu Dawa was already glaring at him with cannibalistic eyes.
"No." Taoist Tianwu shook his head and said, "At most, it just has more demon-like behavioral characteristics."
"Oh, that's good." Zhang Xiaozu breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "What are the behavioral characteristics of a dog? Hmm."
Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly raised his voice and looked at Niu Dawa with a look of horror on his face.
"What's wrong?" Niu Dawa felt confused when he saw her, thinking that something was wrong with her.
“As the saying goes: a dog can’t change his eating habits.”
"Zhang Xiaopeng, fuck you! I'm going to kill you!" Niu Dawa ran wild in an instant and rushed towards Zhang Xiaopeng with bared teeth and claws.
"" Taoist Tianwu couldn't help laughing and said: "If that old dog hears what you said, it will definitely skin you. Come on, go eat. After dinner, I will teach you two tricks."
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"Master Qi, please spare your life, I will never dare to do this again!"
"Please, spare this slave's life!"
"Ah, Master Qi, please spare my life."
Trembling pleas and shrill screams rang out on a road in the Li Mansion. Li Hongyong, the seventh master of the Li family, strode forward. He held a maid's hair in his hands and dragged her along the road. The maid was suffering. He begged and begged but was indifferent.
He had already made up his mind to throw this lowly servant girl into the Lotus Lake and drown her, and eat the dog food inside and outside. He dared to please the enemies of the Li family, and deserved death.
The maid's name is Liu Hong, and she is the same maid who was rewarded with a basin of water by Zhang Xiaozu not long ago.
She got a basin of clean water from Zhang Xiaozu, knowing that if the Li family master saw it, he might be confused, so she walked out of the yard and took a path, turning left and right, and finally reached the yard where their servants lived safely. Unexpectedly, as luck would have it, she bumped into Li Hongyong who was walking out as soon as she entered the courtyard.
Li Hongyong thought she was stealing water, so without saying a word, he slapped her twice so hard that stars appeared in her eyes, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and she fell to the ground.
She was so frightened that she hurriedly got up and knelt down in front of Li Hongyong to explain. However, after explaining, she got even worse. It was like digging up the ancestral graves of Li Hongyong's family. He was so angry that he flew into a rage, grabbed her hair and killed her. Drag her in the direction of Lianhu Lake, intending to throw her into the Lianhu Lake and drown her.
Everyone in the Li family was holding back a bad breath in their hearts. They wished they could tear Taoist Tianwu and Zhang Xiaopeng apart and scatter their bones to ashes. However, they succumbed to the power of Taoist Tianwu and had nowhere to vent their bad breath.
Liu Hong could be said to have been hit in the crosshairs, allowing Li Hongyong to find an outlet for his suppressed anger.
"Zhang Xiaozhu rewarded you with a basin of water. Does he like you? Then I will kill you and make him feel uncomfortable."
Although Li Hongyong didn't say these words, that's what he thought in his heart.
"Bitch, don't you want to drink water? I want you to drink as much as you can."
Dragging the maid Liu Hong all the way to the edge of Lian Lake, Li Hongyong cursed with a ferocious expression. With a flick of his arm, Liu Hong's fragile body flew out and fell into the lake with a thud.
The Lotus Lake is not big, but the water is very deep, and countless servants and slaves have drowned.
