Phoenix Destiny

The man bowed his head and smashed the wood.

Leave Lu Mingshu and a baggage to ignore it.

Seeing that the management took Hui Niang and A Sheng to go far, she had to take the initiative to open: "...Master?"

The wood was sawed into a long strip. The man straightened up and squinted at the thickness of the sun. The mouth said: "My name is Liu Jizhen, the fifteenth generation disciple of the Jiu Yao Palace, and now it is the court of Tongtiange. You worship In my name, that is the 16th generation disciple. I will do whatever you do in the future, don't bother me."

Lu Mingshu is a glimpse. I used to listen to Ah, who said that the person who studies Wu, pays attention to the life of the teacher as the father, and worships the teacher as the father, the teacher and the disciple, even more important than the father-son relationship. Before coming, Hui Niang also told her that with Master, it is equal to having a serious elder. Yes, who parents will say to the younger generation, don't bother me? This seems to be different from what she imagined...

"Then, Master, where do I live?" she asked slyly.

Liu Jizhen put down the wood and replaced the saw with a plane.

"Since I am in the town of Tongtiange, you naturally live with me in Tongtiange."

Lu Mingshu looked left and right, only two squatting cabins: "This is the Tongtian Pavilion?"

Liu Jizhen stopped and stared at her: "Isn't literacy?"

Lu Mingshu was stared at him for a while, and he hurriedly turned around and found out that the cave behind him was engraved with three scripts. She recognized that the word in the middle is heaven, and the two front and back are from the glyph, which seems to be Tonghe Pavilion.

So, Tongtiange is this cave?

"Go in, there is a row of stone houses on the left, the first one is mine, you want to live where you pick." After that, Liu Jizhen really bowed his wood and ignored her.

Lu Mingshu had to pick up his luggage and move into the cave step by step.

The outside of the cave looks broad and not too small. When you enter the hole, you will suddenly see it. It looks like it is hollowed out. It looks like you can't see the top of the mountain.

There is a skylight introduced in the cave, but the depth is still dark, and the coolness is in the bones. Lu Mingshu does not dare to look again, and turns to find the row of stone houses.

The row of stone houses is on the left side of the mountain wall. The old door was hung on the first door, and the second one was empty and full of dust.

Lu Mingshu dragged his luggage into the second room.

The stone house is very spacious, the table and chair bed cabinet is complete, but it should be completely furnished.

Lu Mingshu walked out of the cave and saw a broom rag outside the cabin. He asked, "Master, can I use these?"

Liu Jizhen did not look up, but his hand waved backwards.

Lu Mingshu took the broom rag and used a small bucket to hit the water, stepping in and moving in.

She had never done this at home, so she had to revisit the way she was doing things, cleaned the house, and made the bed.

When she put her luggage, it was getting dark.

The sound of wood shaving outside has stopped. When I go out to see it, Liu Jizhen sits on the stone in front of the hut and silently looks at the direction of the setting sun. The unshaven face, inexplicably makes Lu Mingshu feel lonely.

The sunset was not over, Liu Ji really fluctuated and asked: "Is there something?"

Lu Mingshu has the courage: "Master, what do we eat at night?"

Liu Jizhen’s brow wrinkled and seemed to be impatient. I endured it and said, "There is a kitchen on the right, and I look at it myself."

Is this asking her to cook? Lu Mingshu responded with a low voice and re-entered the cave.

On the right side of the cave, there is also a row of stone houses. The first one is the kitchen.

There are rice noodles in the kitchen, but the appearance is not good, and no one cares, piled up in a mess, it doesn't look like it can be eaten. Especially fruits and vegetables, leaves are smashed, and some are even rotten.

Although Lu Mingshu has not had a kitchen, but it is also common for Hui Niang to be busy, there will be a kind of learning to scouring the rice.

Wait until the sky is dark, and there is a torch in the hole.

At the dinner table, Lu Mingshu carefully went to see Liu Jizhen's face.

On the table was a plate of fried greens, a bowl of boiled loofah, and two rice bowls.

Stir-fried vegetables are half-coke and half-boiled, and I don’t know if I can eat them. The boiled loofah is clean and can be cleaned like a bowl of clear soup.

Liu Jizhen took a sip of his mouth and then chopped the chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

The whole process is expressionless and there is no mood.

Master is not angry, indicating that he can still eat? Lu Mingshu breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the chopsticks.

Just licking the first meal, her face changed, and "wow" opened her mouth and spit it out.

What is this stuff? It seems that I have eaten a lot of sand, not cooked?

Liu Jing really turned a blind eye and still ate rice and eaten normally...

Lu Mingshu stayed for a while, and went to stir-fried vegetables. The result was spit again.

So unpalatable...

She stared at Liu Ji for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Master, don't you think it's hard to eat?"

Liu Jizhen did not answer. After eating the last meal, he put down the bowl and left.

Lu Mingshu stayed for a long while, silently drunk the remaining loofah soup and cleaned up the dishes.

When she returned to the house, she passed the door of the master and heard the sound of wood.

The light came out from the inside and shined on the window. Liu Ji really focused on the wooden strip into a piece of wood.

He stopped from time to time, facing the light contrast, Lu Mingshu can imagine his expression of concentration at the moment.

What is Master doing? He didn't seem to care about anything. He didn't care about food and clothing. The living house didn't care. Her apprentice didn't care. He only cares about the woodwork in his hands.

Why is he not doing practice, just doing woodwork? Are geniuses so weird? Master... What kind of person is it?

Lu Mingshu bowed his head and slowly returned to his room.

The light is on, and the room is cold, accompanying oneself, only the shadow on the stone wall.

She opened the closet, took two cards from the parcel, placed it on the stone platform one after the other, and whispered to herself: "Aye, mother, I have already apprented. Master is amazing, he is Jiu Yao Palace. The best disciple of the previous generation is called a genius! Master is also very good to me. I cook the food for a half life and don’t blame me. I will practice martial arts in the future. You have to take care of yourself in the sky. ,do not worry about me."

After worshipping two worships, I wanted to show a smile, but I couldn’t help but shed tears.

Lu Mingshu quickly wiped away the tears on his face: "I just miss you too much, not sad, don't be sad, I..." There were too many tears, and I couldn't wipe it off. She had to cry and said, "I will cry. Once, did you not see it? After you finished crying, you never cried again... oh..."

She squinted her face, tears "bar 嗒", "bar 嗒" straight down, how can not stop.

Until the sleeves were all wet, the voice was dumb, and the crying stopped slowly.

Lu Mingshu wiped the tears from his face, and his red and swollen eyes looked at the tablet. He twitched and said, "Look, I said it, I don't cry when I cry."

Finally, I worshiped: "Aye, mother, I want to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow. I don't know what Master will teach me. You should go to bed early!"