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After a period of hesitant explanations, Thorny Thorns finally half-heartedly accepted Weiming's explanation that he was accidentally bitten by a centipede that fell from a tree on the way back, and then found a place to use his energy to drive away the poison.
It's acceptable to accept it, at most it's just without going into details, but to say that he believes it, Jingjie said he was half-believing and half-doubting. He didn't believe that Weiming would be casually poisoned by poisonous insects in the wild, but Weiming looked like he didn't want to mention it more. It seems that Thorns didn't get to the bottom of it.
But then again, even though I didn't go into details, I still didn't let Wei Ming go.
"Tsk, tsk~ You can actually be bitten by a random insect in the wild. It seems like you have some lessons to learn!"
Weiming scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled. He did not answer the question, but changed the subject and asked: "By the way, second senior brother, where are the master and senior brother? Are they all in the valley?"
"Of course they are all here."
After talking about the unidentified injury on his arm, Jingjiang also returned to his normal tone. He crossed his arms and said with an unhappy expression: "I heard that you were coming back today. Abe prepared a lot of ingredients and wanted to catch the wind for you. Who knew? You came back so late that you almost forgot to make dinner."
"Huh? You've already had dinner!"
"Yes! Didn't I just finish eating and go out for a walk to eat?"
"Is that so..." Wei Ming looked disappointed, thinking that he hadn't eaten all day, wouldn't he be losing his own share?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Jingjie continue to say: "Don't worry, Abe has left some ingredients for you and is waiting for you to come back in the kitchen!"
As soon as Jingjiang finished speaking, before Weiming could show his surprised expression, another voice came over.
"Weiming, you're back!"
Weiming looked up and saw a smile on his face, "Sister Abe~"
After responding, Weiming walked towards Abe, and at the same time quietly put down his sleeves that had been pulled up by the thorns just now.
Abe's eyes flashed slightly, but his expression didn't change. He walked to Weiming as if he hadn't seen anything, took Weiming's hand and said, "Why are you back so late? Are you hungry? I'll cook for you." "
After saying that, Abe nodded to the thorns on the side and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, thank you for going all the way to the valley entrance to wait for me."
Thorns shrugged his shoulders, with a noncommittal expression on his face, and without saying a word, he walked out of the valley casually. Although he was usually arrogant, Thorns was not an abrupt person. Seeing someone meet again after a long absence, he had to avoid it.
It was unclear, but he was not surprised at all when he heard Abe say that the second senior brother was specially waiting for him. He knew about thorns. How could the second senior brother, who usually relied on driving wooden piles to eat, think of going out for a walk after dinner?
Even if he hadn't just come back, Thorny might have just gone out to look for him.
However, for this somewhat awkward brotherly relationship, Wei Ming saw through it without saying anything, and just kept it silently in his heart.
"Weiming, let's go! There are still a lot of ingredients left in the kitchen, I'll cook them for you~"
"Thank you, Sister Abe. You don't know, after spending so many days in Wangyou Valley, I missed your cooking skills." Weiming looked at Abe and said with a playful smile like a half-grown teenager.
"What are you talking about? Thank you for telling me." Abe rolled his eyes at Wei Ming, and said with an annoyed tone: "Don't let Miss Meng and Miss Shen hear what you said, otherwise they will think you dislike them. The food is not delicious!"
"Hehe~ How could it be possible? Everyone has his own merit~" Wei Ming said happily.
Wind and snow?
Well~ It's not that she can't cook, but she can't really be called a proficient one. She can make Japanese food, such as yusheng, which is sashimi. After all, she is a knife practitioner, and her knife skills are indeed remarkable. , but I don’t dare to compliment others, so on weekdays I just work in the kitchen and usually don’t cook a spoon.
As for Meng Qiansi and Shen Xiangyun, the former needless to say, for more than a year before Wei Ming came to Xiaoyao Valley, it was Sister Meng who cooked, but it was Shen Xiangyun who relied a bit on luck when it came to cooking. Sometimes her cooking skills were on a whim. abe sometimes
Hou's little hand shook, making him vomit and have diarrhea...
In this regard, as Shen Xiangyun's father, the senior miracle doctor said he had a say.
. . .
After arriving in the kitchen, Abei did not let Weiming in, but asked him to go see his master Wu Xiazi first.
Wei Ming also slapped his forehead, thinking that he was so happy when he came back that he almost forgot about this. After saying hello to Abe, he hurried to the master's study.
"Tuk Tuk~"
After knocking on the study door twice and hearing the answer "come in", Weiming walked in and respectfully bowed to Wu Xiazi:
"Master, my disciple is back."
Wu Xiazi seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He got up and left his seat, walked to Weiming, helped him up, and said with a smile:
"It'll be good when you're back, it'll be good when you're back!"
As for the reason why Wei Ming came back so late, he didn't even ask a question.
Unlike the warmth of the spring breeze and drizzle of the senior brother, or the awkward and quirky care of the second senior brother and senior sister, Wu Xiazi is more trusting and tolerant towards his disciples.
Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, Wuxiazi thinks so. If his disciple really has any trouble that cannot be solved, it will not be too late for him to take action.
"Hmm~ That's right. It seems that during this period of time in Wangyou Valley, my martial arts has not been neglected, so I can rest assured as a teacher."
Hearing the master's praise, Weiming smiled sheepishly and said, "This is natural. When I was in the Valley of Forgetfulness, although my disciple learned various skills from several seniors every day, he did not dare to neglect his martial arts. , Otherwise, how can I be worthy of your cultivation, Master!"
"Haha! Okay, okay, if you can be so attentive, I will feel at ease as a teacher."
After saying that, Wu Xiazi touched the pulse gate on Wei Ming's wrist, nodded, and praised again: "Not bad, not bad. After staying in Wangyou Valley for two months, my skills have improved to a higher level. Now I should have the third level of innate great Zhoutian." It’s the right situation.”
The Great Zhoutian Realm, which is also the Taoist nickname for the Xiantian Realm, is also the most widely used name in the world.
"Master has a keen eye, and my disciple is currently at the third level of innate cultivation. He has already cultivated the Sun and Moon Divine Art to the third level, and has also begun to learn the Little Phaseless Art."
This time, Weiming was not overly modest, but said it with a slightly proud tone, like a child who had perfect scores showing off to his parents.
"Okay, okay." Wu Xiazi was happy, but when he looked at Wei Ming, he did not forget to show his master's airs and warned, "But don't be complacent. The world is huge and there are many heroes. You still need to work harder!"
"Disciple understands."
When it's time to show off, show off, and when it's time to be humble, Wei Ming also knows how to be humble, and immediately bows down to show that he will work harder.
"Okay, go see your senior brothers and sisters, and then go back to the kitchen! Abe has been waiting for you all day, so I won't join in your fun."
After paying their respects, Wuxiazi drove them away. Obviously, Abe's unabashed preference and love for Weiming did not escape Wuxiazi's eyes, but Wuxiazi also turned a blind eye to this kind of thing. Close one eye.
As the saying goes, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings!
However, Wei Ming blushed when Wu Xiazi told him, and did not argue, but said cautiously: "Then... Master, my disciple is gone~"
"Go on, go on! Let me, a bad old man, read quietly for a while."
After saying that, Wu Xiazi waved his sleeves, sat back behind the desk, picked up a book, and started reading, ignoring Wei Ming.
"Then...disciple will resign."
After saying that, Weiming ran out of the study in a hurry.
But Wu Xiazi, who was still reading seriously just now, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the direction Wei Ming ran out, and couldn't help but smile.
"This kid..."
After laughing and scolding, Wu Xiazi's attention returned to the book.
Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings!
Wu Xiazi thought long and hard in his heart.
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