Chapter 13 A San

"Hmm!" This is Zhou Botao talking, "He dares to contradict me. I want him to know that I'm not easy to mess with. A San, go and teach him a good lesson!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hanye took a breath of cold air. It turned out that Zhou Botao was so stingy and vicious. Obviously, he provoked trouble first, but in the end, he had to secretly stumbling himself!

At this time, Jiang Hanye was very sure that the vague figure was helping himself secretly, but who was he? Jiang Hanye was puzzled. Who would stand on his side in this Wanjian Villa?

The big and small two in the room continued to discuss something, but when Jiang Hanye approached the window, he was shocked by a violent sound and fell heavily in the yard and almost couldn't get up.

"Jiang Hanye, get up!" The door was knocked again, and Jiang Hanye got up from ** with sleepy eyes. Although he slept all night, his bones and flesh were still sore. Jiang Hanye stretched his arms and recalled what happened last night. It turned out to be a dream, but this dream was a little too real...

Open the door, this time it was not Brother Jiu, but Wei Changping.

But seeing Wei Changping look at Jiang Hanye with a disgusted face, he said impatiently, "Jiang Hanye, why don't you get up so late? Go and help us pour the toilet and clean the room. Bo Tao and I are going to have a morning class!" After saying that, he turned around and walked out. Zhou Botao was standing outside the door waiting for him and gave Jiang Hanye a cold look from afar.

Jiang Hanye looked at their backs, frowned and did not say anything, but did not pour the toilet obediently, but waited for them to go away and quietly followed them.

"Do morning class?" Jiang Hanye thought to himself, "I'm waiting for this moment. I just secretly went to see what you learned... Besides, I'm a disciple of Wanjian Villa. Why don't you let me take morning classes?" Thinking about it all the way, he followed Wei Changping and Zhou Botao from afar to a yard and saw the two knock on the door and go in.

The yard is much larger than the Yuewei Courtyard where they lived in the cold night of Zhijiang, and the gate building is also much higher. There is a plaque on the lintel with three gilded characters "Five Star Hall", and there are bursts of shouts from the high courtyard wall. It seems that this is the place where the disciples practice their daily practice.

Jiang Hanye stood about five or six feet away from the yard and dared not approach it any more. This Wanjian Villa has strict rules and many masters. He is just a new disciple. In case he is found close, it is not good, although in fact, he also has the right to practice his skills. Looking around, Jiang Hanye couldn't help secretly happy: "Fortunately, there are many trees here. I can climb up one casually and see the scene in the courtyard."

He said and did it. Jiang Hanye immediately began to look for a suitable target. Before long, he found a towering ancient tree near the courtyard wall and climbed up very quickly. Rural children, climbing trees is nothing.

After finding a strong enough branch at the top of the tree, Jiang Hanye sat on it and looked into the courtyard wall from afar.

It turned out that there was no room in this five-star hall, but a corridor was built around the four courtyard walls. The whole courtyard of Wuxing Hall is very spacious. There are about 20 different children practicing. Jiang Hanye stared and soon found Wei Changping and Zhou Botao. With their arrogant identity, they are actually standing in the corner of the team at this moment. It can be seen that the other children in the yard are higher than theirs. It is likely that they are the children of the Ji family.

A bearded man was standing in the porch facing the gate, scolding something loudly, but the man was not Ji Wuyun, the ninth brother.

"It turns out that the ninth brother is just helping us answer our questions, but there is someone else who really teaches us our homework..." Jiang Hanye thought to himself.

Because of the distance, Jiang Hanye was on the top of a high tree. As soon as the mountain wind blew, the sound in the yard was blown away. Therefore, Jiang Hanye could not hear what the beard was saying. He could only rely on his eyes to look carefully. He wanted to see every action of these people clearly.

The children who were practicing their skills burst out with a shout from Dantian every time they punched. This shout cheered the boxing, making their boxing vigorous and majestic, which made Jiang Hanye, who was watching from afar envy him very much.

"If only I could practice with them here..." Jiang Hanye thought with frustration and envy.

These children practiced the "Longevity Boxing" that Li Wei Changping and others talked about yesterday, but what Jiang Hanye saw yesterday was only part of the boxing, and today he has seen it from beginning to end. Every time he saw a move, he practiced it in his heart...

The morning class began at Mao and lasted until the first half of breakfast. During this period, these new disciples had to practice boxing for a moment, which just gave Jiang Hanye a chance to think carefully about learning. Just one morning, Jiang Hanye kept these boxing routines in mind, and every move .

"Well, that's all for today. You have to think about it carefully when you go back. If there is anything wrong, go to your brother to discuss it by yourself!" The beard stood in the yard and said loudly. This time, his voice was so loud that even Jiang Hanye, who was far away, heard it in his ears.

"Thank you, second uncle!" The disciples saluted with their fists and bowed back one by one. They walked in a clear order and silently.

"Ah, unconsciously, it's time to have breakfast, and I haven't brushed my toilet yet!" Jiang Hanye looked happily and unconsciously threw away other things behind him. When he saw those disciples coming out one after another, he remembered that he had to wash the toilet, so he hurriedly slipped down from the tree and ran back without being noticed.

"What's the matter? No one has come to flush the toilet today!" As soon as he entered the yard where the brothers lived, Jiang Hanye heard a brother covering his nose and complaining.

"Where are the two servants who poured Yexiang?" At this time, Jiang Hanye knew that Wanjian Villa was specially served by people for the disciples' food, clothing, housing and transportation, and there was no need for him to flush the toilet at all, so he couldn't help adding some grievances in his heart.

"What servant, didn't Brother Jiu specially send a disciple with a foreign surname to fall down?" Someone said with a smile.

"So bullying..."

"Shh, I said don't talk too much. It's not that you don't know the ninth brother..."

Several disciples surnamed Ji walked out with sweat towels as they spoke. They were going to take a shower in the bath after morning class. When they walked to the yard, they happened to meet Jiang Hanye, who could not avoid it.

These disciples surnamed Ji are all adults and have been practicing in the villa for a long time. Naturally, they are old people in front of Jiang Hanye. When one of them saw Jiang Hanye, he sneered in his nose and said, "Why don't you go and pour Yexiang? How stink in that room!" The words are very bad.

Jiang Hanye looked up at him, wrote down his appearance, and secretly thought that he would definitely ask you to help me pour Yexiang in the future! But he said, "I'm sorry, brother, I got up late..."

"Oka, who wants to know your reason? Go and pour the night incense and brush the toilet!" With that, those disciples surnamed Ji came out of the yard together.

Jiang Hanye took out the toilet from room to room without saying anything, put it on the flat car, and then laboriously pulled the flat car to the mountain stream that washed the toilet. That morning, he still had no breakfast.

While brushing the toilet, Jiang Hanye was trying to recall the whole set of "Wan Shouquan" boxing moves he saw this morning. He was brushing the toilet in his hand, but he fantasized about a little man in his heart. He practiced rigidly. Every time he encountered something that didn't make sense, he frowned and meditated, cracked it, and stretched his eyebrows to show a refreshing smile.

While brushing, Jiang Hanye suddenly heard a slight footsteps behind him. As soon as he wanted to look back to see who it was, he was covered with a pair of big hands, picked him up from behind, and ran all the way to a secluded forest.

With a bang, Jiang Hanye was thrown to the ground and threw him with five meat and six vegetarian eyes. He rubbed his buttocks, shook his head and looked up. I saw a reckless man standing in front of him, dressed in black tights, with a ferocious face and fierce eyes, holding a whip in his hand, staring at Jiang Hanye.

"Who are you?" Jiang Hanye asked subconsciously.

"Well, how can you be qualified to ask who I am?" The man snorted, shook the whip in his hand and said proudly, "When I just passed by, you splashed all over the dung. Tell me, what should I do with this account?"

Jiang Hanye couldn't help but be stunned when he heard his voice. He secretly wondered if the voice was so familiar, but he was sure he had never seen the man in front of him, and he couldn't help frowned and thought. Hearing what the man said, Jiang Hanye lowered his head and looked at his shoes. The black boots were clean and dust-free. Where did the dung come from? It was obviously deliberately looking for fault.

Jiang Hanye got up from the ground, wiped the water in his hand, looked at the man and said, "When did I splash water on you? You walked behind me, and the mountain stream is far away from the road. How can it splash you? Don't wrong people indiscriminately!"

"Yo-ho!" The man slapped the whip twice, "Your boy's mouth is still very hard. I said it splashed and splashed. What's wrong, are you not convinced?"

"If I really did something wrong, you can't say that you will apologize, but if I didn't, even if I killed me, I wouldn't admit it!" Jiang Hanye's stubborn temper was pushed up again.

"Wow, today I'll let you know how powerful this whip is!" After saying that, the man danced his whip and hit Jiang Hanye's head.