Su Qianji raised his eyebrows and looked down at her: "Will you still be bullied?"
He remembered that this little woman was even better at bullying people, and Jiang Shu couldn't get any benefits from her.
"It's just in case."
——How can I not be bullied? Su Qianji bullies me every day.
Su Qianji: “.” How come he doesn’t remember when he bullied her again?
Just asking her to push a wheelchair is bullying?
The man looked down at the little woman packing the basket and laughed a little. She was really a delicate girl and couldn't stand any grievance.
"Well, if someone bullies you in the future, just come here and I'll protect you."
Jiang Yao smiled with his eyes curved: "Really, Master? Are you willing to protect me?"
"Um."
"Thank you, Great God." Jiang Yao carried the basket and said, "Well, Great God, it's getting late. You should go back to bed early."
"good."
After walking a few steps, she felt something was wrong and turned back to ask, "Master, how can I find you here?"
Su Qianji drew a circle in his sleeve, and a piece of bamboo appeared in the palm of his hand.
He took it out and spread it on his palm: "Take this. Next time, come here and blow it and I will come to you."
Jiang Yao took the bamboo and looked at it for a long time.
What a delicate little thing.
"Thank you, Great God."
When he looked up, Bai Wuchang had disappeared.
After experiencing disappearing out of thin air several times, Jiang Yao has become accustomed to this strange feeling, but suddenly he felt that the wind was blowing even colder.
Jiang Yao rubbed his arms and hurried back with the basket.
As soon as he walked out of the dilapidated moon gate, Jiang Yao keenly smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air.
It's a drug.
She clenched the silver needle in her hand, pretended to be knocked unconscious, and her body went limp and fell to the ground.
Jiang Yao closed his eyes and listened vigilantly to the movements around him. A long time passed without any sound of footsteps.
Just as she was about to stand up, she felt someone touching her body.
She waited for the other party to make a move without making any movement.
The touch wasn't excessive, just on her limbs, and the next moment she felt herself floating in the air.
She quietly opened her eyes and saw that it was a ball of white mist that was lifting her arm.
Jiang Yao understood what was going on and stopped struggling. He still held the needle tightly and did not resist for the time being.
The mist didn't carry her for too long, after all, the cabin was not far away.
After his body landed on the ground, Jiang Yao opened his eyes and sat up.
She was on the wooden board, and the strange old man was standing underneath it.
Seeing her wake up, the old man was shocked: "Girl, you are not knocked out?"
"With that little bit of drugs you have, it might be okay for other people, but for me? It's just a toy."
The old man looked at her with appreciation: "Not bad, not bad, you are indeed my disciple, amazing."
Jiang Yao rolled his eyes: "Sorry, I don't want to be your disciple."
"This is not important anymore." The old man stared at her, as if he wanted to see something else through her.
Jiang Yao stepped back repeatedly, folding his hands over his chest: "Old man, what are you looking at?"
Doesn't this old man have any quirks?
"You little girl, what are you thinking about?" The old man coughed, then sat up straight with a serious face: "I called you here today because of what happened last time."
"Call me here?" Jiang Yao looked at him strangely: "Old man, you're not calling me here, you're arresting me."
“The process is not important.”
Jiang Yao: "."
If she hadn't been afraid that the mist would 'bite' her like last time, she would have resisted and left. She didn't want to meet this strange old man face to face.
"Girl, I've been thinking a lot these past two days. Since you don't want to become my disciple, I won't force you, but you must learn martial arts from me."
If it were in the past, Jiang Yao would have jumped up and down to refuse, but things are different today.
Ever since she experienced being chased by a wolf, she has been afraid of the strange phenomena in this world.
In fact, after coming back, Jiang Yao had thought about learning some martial arts many times, but she knew that Su Qianji would definitely not be willing to teach her, let alone Lang Qi, so she didn't think about it anymore.
When I saw the strange old man tonight, this thought came to my mind again.
But she wouldn't be so active.
"Old man, why are you staring at me? There are so many people in the palace, why do you insist on me becoming your apprentice?"
"It's okay if you don't become my apprentice."
"Then why do you insist on teaching me martial arts?"
"Didn't I tell you last time that you have amazing bones and are a good material for learning martial arts?"
"I'm weak and skinny, so how can I say I have amazing bones? Old man, do you always lie to everyone like this?"
"How is that possible? You're the first child I wanted to teach martial arts. The first time I saw you, I knew we were destined to be master and apprentice. Don't you think so, girl?"
Jiang Yao's mouth twitched, and he had nothing to say.
"Even if I don't learn martial arts from you, you won't let me go?"
"I won't say anything more. You and I have a master-disciple relationship. How can you say that I won't let you go? This is our destiny."
Jiang Yao: “.” I was speechless. He captured her and still had to talk about it. Fate?
You win, old man.
"You can learn martial arts, but I won't call you Master."
She has principles and bottom lines.
The old man was so happy that his white beard was shaking: "Hahahaha, fine, fine, I won't call you Master, I won't call you Master."
Jiang Yao always felt that she had fallen into a trap. This strange old man was too enthusiastic. She now seriously suspected that she had been abducted and sold by him.
"By the way, old man, you asked me to learn martial arts from you and I agreed, but you have to tell me your name, who you are, and why you live here, right?"
When he asked this question, Jiang Yao seemed to see a gleam of light in the old man's eyes.
"What's my name? I need to think about it carefully." The old man turned around in circles and suddenly slapped his forehead: "I remember, my name is Zhao Qi."
"Zhao Qi? Your surname is Zhao?" Jiang Yao's pupils shrank. "Are you also a royal relative?"
Having just experienced a terrifying incident today where she didn't recognize Zhao Huang, she is now particularly sensitive to the word "Zhao".
Zhao Qi rolled his eyes at her. "I'm an old man, so poor, how can I be considered a royal relative? Have you ever seen a royal relative like me?"
That’s true, but his last name is Zhao.
"You don't think that just because I'm surnamed Zhao I'm related to the royal family, do you?" The old man narrowed his eyes, as if seeing through her suspicions, and raised his voice several notches: "There are many people with the surname Zhao in this world. Are they all related to the royal family?"
Jiang Yao waved his hands quickly: "Okay, okay, I get it, keep your voice down."
Although there was no third person here, she was frightened by the father and son of the Zhao family today, and her heart is still hanging in her throat.
"And old man, why do you live here alone?"
Zhao Qi stroked his white beard, his face full of mystery: "This story started thirty years ago."
Jiang Yao had a headache: "Can you make it simpler?"
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