The weather is hot and summery.
Feng Wuli came to this new home for the first week.
"Now, in the mountain village before, accepting you as a disciple was just a matter of words. You had to offer tea to the master and kowtow before the master could accept you."
"kowtow?"
"Well..." She seemed to be sharing a little secret with Feng Wulian, and whispered: "Don't really knock it, just touch the ground lightly if you mean it."
"oh."
"Wait a minute, Master is going to make you tea."
She was so excited that she went to boil water, look for tea, drag Feng Wuli into the main hall, and bring in an antique huanghuali circle wooden chair.
People running up and down, startled and surprised, didn’t know who was going to become their disciple.
Feng Wuli just stood there blankly.
She patiently taught her for a long time, telling her how to serve tea, how to become a disciple, and how to kowtow, but Feng Wuli still couldn't understand.
"...I'll take you to eat something delicious later."
He understood immediately.
I saw Wang Xilou holding a cup of hot tea.
She said: "Be careful with the ironing and hold the lower part. Do you understand?"
She handed it to her disciple, but Feng Wuli took it and took a sip first.
Wang Xilou quickly told him, this is for Master, why did you drink it yourself? !
"Oh, Master, drink tea."
He handed over the tea he had taken a sip from.
Wang Xilou: "..."
That's all, she took it, took a sip, put it aside, and then watched Xiaofeng kneel down to her unreasonably and kowtow three times.
Wang Xilou was lost in thought for a long time.
He was her apprentice from then on.
…
Feng Wuli is seven years old and in the second grade of elementary school. Wang Xilou has already started to train him.
"Wang Xilou, why are you standing like this?"
Under the shade of a tree, a little boy was practicing his standing posture, with sweat on his forehead.
Wang Xilou paced next to him: "This is called Ma Bu. I stand for half an hour today and will have to stand for half an hour every day from now on."
"oh."
"Are you dissatisfied?"
"No."
She had a straight face, like a master in school: "It's okay if you don't, the master is very strict."
about ten minutes
"Wang Xilou, I'm so tired."
"Are you tired? Rest quickly. Rest quickly. You have been practicing for a long time today. You are worthy of being my disciple."
"I want to eat watermelon."
"Master will buy it for you later!" She knelt down, hugged Xiaofeng Wuli's face and kissed her hard. Feng Wuli's cute look of being bullied but unable to beat her made her want to kiss him again.
He ran away.
"Why are you running away? Master will buy you watermelon right away." She said with a smile.
"Damn it!" He closed his eyes and slapped her face.
"Let's go pick watermelons together."
"Can I buy another bottle of Coke?"
"Okay!" Wang Xilou said boldly, holding his hand and going out: "Master, are you good to me?"
"Not good." He said angrily.
"Not good?" Wang Xilou smiled slyly, suddenly squatted down and hugged him, tickled him, and asked him if he was okay. He was so tickled that he kept laughing.
"Okay, Wang Xilou, that's best. Quick, let go of me."
She smacked his little face again and turned around with a smile on her face. Behind her, Xiaofeng became angry and chased her.
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"Slow down, slow down, disciple? Wait for Master!"
Only five years have passed, and she can't run as fast as the teenager.
Wang Xilou panted and followed the young man. It was the sixth or seventh time that the master and apprentice went out to perform a mission.
"You were too slow, Wang Xilou, and you almost let the monster escape." His tone was a bit reproachful.
"Master, Master can't run away from you." She held her knees up and was sweating profusely.
Feng Wuli took out a towel and wiped the sweat from her face out of temper. He said in a foul tone: "I told you that you don't need to follow me anymore. Now I'm very powerful."
Wang Xilou just smiled: "Well, my disciple is awesome."
"You are perfunctory with me again. Now I can even deal with some big monsters."
"It's not perfunctory. I'm serious. I am worthy of being a disciple."
"Then you're still following me. You just don't trust me to complete the mission alone."
"Well, naturally I'm still a little worried." She looked at the ground.
"It's useless for you to follow."
"It's so sad that I'm rejected by my precious disciple."
"Next time, you'll be at home and don't follow me out, do you understand?"
Wang Xilou blinked, pointed at himself, and said innocently: "I am the master, right? How dare you order the master?!"
Feng Wuli suddenly laughed: "But you can't beat me now."
Wang Xilou smiled and shook his head: "You are too arrogant. Master has decided to let you know how powerful he is."
After a few years, the master and apprentice had a few games of sparring.
Wang Xilou lasted for half a minute at the longest.
Basically, Feng Wuli grabbed him as soon as they met, restraining him and preventing him from moving.
"It hurts, it hurts, let go, let go!"
Feng Wuli quickly let go of her.
She took action again instantly!
Disciple, the rivers and lakes are dangerous. Master will teach you one more trick. You will never tire of deception!
"It hurts, it hurts. Master, I'm convinced. I'm convinced, please let go."
She was captured again almost instantly.
Young Feng sighed unreasonably, not knowing what to say about this master.
She sighed, smiled softly, and touched his head: "The disciple is better than the master. You are worthy of being my disciple."
…
"You're back? You can deal with the Demon King at the age of thirteen. You are truly worthy of being my disciple!"
"I'm tired, when will I eat?" Feng Wuli walked directly past Wang Xilou, not bothering to say anything more to her, and entered the courtyard.
Feng Wuli, who was twelve or thirteen years old, talked to her less and less. Wang Xilou was a little sad that he suddenly kept a distance from himself despite being so attached to him when he was a child.
The disciple stopped kissing me.
Mingming said when he was little, he was the best in the world!
She was so sad.
…
Now that he is in high school, Feng Wuli has slowly turned back into the cute little apprentice he was when he was a child.
"You are already so tall, why do you feel like you are still growing?"
"You're about 1.8 meters tall, Wang Xilou, you're so short."
Wang Xilou was so angry that he stepped forward and touched his head angrily.
However, he really grew up so quickly.
She smiled and said, "It seems like a few days ago, Master was still asking me to squat down and touch my head, but now I have to stand on tiptoe."
He also laughed: "Yes, you can't even hold me now."
"Who, who said that! Master can also hold you now!"
She wanted to prove herself, so she took off her apron and let Feng Wuli go into the yard. She pressed her face against the man's chest and used all her strength with both hands to lift Feng Wuli a little off the ground.
It was enough to leave her breathless.
She breathed heavily and said with some dignity: "Huh! Master just said, I can still hold you, so I can hold you."
Feng Wuli nodded, bent down, picked up her legs, held her back with one hand, and hugged the princess Wang Xilou.
She was frightened, hugged his neck, and kept telling her to let her down. She was so frightened that one of her slippers flew away.
"I can easily pick up Wang Xilou." He rarely said this to his master.
Wang Xilou looked at him blankly, pursed his lips, looked away, and said weakly: "Hurry up, Master, and put him down, the food in the kitchen will be burnt."
"Kiss it and let it go."
Wang Xilou felt choked and teased him: "How old are you, and you still want to be a master? Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed?"
"You didn't expect that the trick you used against me before would also be used on you, right?"
"No kiss! You are almost eighteen, find a little girl to kiss you!" She slapped his broad chest, like a stone, as if she was being held in the air by a stone.
"No kiss, no kiss then..." He threw Wang Xilou up and caught him again, causing Wang Xilou to scream again and again.
"Kiss, kiss, kiss! Master, you!"
Feng Wuli got his wish.
She ran away with her slippers on.
Her ears and face were red.
Feng Wuli also felt that something was strange.
The atmosphere between the master and the disciple, I don’t know when it started, slowly became strange.
...(The following is the content of the if branch)
On this day in his senior year of high school, Feng Wuli rushed out to deal with the monsters on a rainy night. He invited Miss Su, a succubus, to help and asked her to hypnotize the entire girls' dormitory into dreams. As a person who did not fall into a dream, he had been suffering from accumulated sexual torture.
Even though he is very powerful, there are some things that are difficult to guard against. A strong, violent and obscene force constantly fills his heart.
When he returned home sweating profusely, his whole body was exuding unbearable heat, and he tried to suppress his inner restlessness with cold water.
As soon as he went upstairs, when did the tallest person in his world turn into a girl as skinny as a little sheep?
He stared blankly at the man in front of him.
Wang Xilou was holding a bath towel and was about to take a bath. At this time, he also noticed that his apprentice was back and his aggressive gaze, as if he wanted to devour her.
"Disciple, disciple, master wants to go in and take a bath, could you please let me go?" She held her clothes and spoke weakly to the tall and powerful disciple in front of her.
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