My Disciple Died Yet Again Chapter 13: Master good craftsmanship

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Yu Yanzun, the first person to be named Paradise, already has not been injured for tens of thousands of years. It should be said that already has not dared to do anything to him for tens of thousands of years. Those who dare to do something with him are either already to do ancient, or already soared. It happened that he was beaten yesterday morning. And this dare to do something to him is the baby apprentice he waited for 10,000 years. A solid slap and a slap on his left face, his face was fine, his apprentice's hand was swollen.

Yu Yan was puzzled. He just wanted to see the stupid student's injury. Why did she react so much? Don't tell him what to say, but still do something with him? I have to say that he was a bit frightened by the apprentice's scream, and had to take the second step, leaving some medicine to stop bleeding and muscles.

He has to think about it, what happened to the apprentice? Although I always knew that his apprentice was not very smart, it was the first time that he had such a fierce reaction. There is also the rumored "**", is it him?

He grew up in Yulin Peak since he was a child, and has limited contact with people. Although he often traveled outside when he was young, he must be a long time ago, and more of his disciples should stay in Yulin Peak and other Lei Linggen. Therefore, I don't know much about the outside world. "**"What exactly does that mean? Master has never taught it!

In order to maintain the prestige of his master and to find out why his disciples are abnormal, Yu Yan, who had lived for thousands of years, decided to go to the world.

It took a whole day, he flew all over the world, and carried out a field investigation in the spirit of learning (of course using stealth), only to find out that the apprentice was not injured, but a normal woman. This kind of phenomenon is commonly known as "Guishui".

Yu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he was relaxed and he was not injured. But the new question came again. Why didn't the apprentice let him see? It turned out to be a normal phenomenon, why hide it again? Afraid of punishment? But he never blamed her for a moment. Yu Yan couldn't figure out what the young apprentice thought, and in the end it could only be defined as that his apprentice was really stupid. (---)

Understanding some precautions, Yu Yan left the world and hurried back. As soon as I walked into the room, I smelled the thick, suffocating blood, Yu Yan's brow deepened, and he took a wind-based spell, and the **** taste faded.

And his stupid apprentice, already, passed out of pain on the bed where blood was stuck everywhere. Yuyan approached, using the dust removal method to remove the blood on her body and on the bed, lifted the bed person, took out a bottle of blood and nourishing dan to feed her. Seeing her curled eyebrows finally stretched a bit, she let go. Help her lie down and cover her with a quilt.

I looked at it, and took it out of my storage ring. I used the millennium ice silk, and turned it into a quilt. I made sure that she would n’t catch the cold, then I waved to light the oil lamp. Silently pulled out another, soft white cloth, and scissors.

When I woke up, I thought for a moment that crossing those days of repairing Paradise was just a dream for her. Because she seemed to have gone home. It looked like a wooden square table in her house that had been used for many years. There were four cool benches under the table, and the mother on duty was sitting on the bench to sew up.

Well, wait, how did her mother become a man? He was also wearing a strange white robe.

"Master ... Master!" She finally recognized the person in front of him who was threading a needle, unable to control it for a moment, and his jaw was in danger of falling again.

The person in front of me paused and looked at her calmly, "Wake up."

Then he twitched his fingers, knotted neatly, and broke the thread. The action is crisp and clear, and she is more proficient than her mother.

"Master ... you ... you ..." Oh, what did she see? Her master is actually a girl, and Master asks you to tell me what skills you have left unlit!

Yu Yan didn't seem to find her surprised. She calmly put the needle and thread into her storage ring, sorted out a dozen rectangular strips of already stitched on the table, and walked over. Reaching out Zhu Yao's veins, he asked, "Can you be better?"

"Okay ... Okay!" Zhu Yao was still in shock, only to find out after his reminder that already had relieved her aunt so much in the past, but it was still turbulent. She stepped back unconsciously.

Yu Yan returned to her without paying attention to her movements.

I wish to accept it curiously. The cloth is soft and smooth, the touch is very good, and it is too light. It is not ordinary at first glance, and the workmanship is very fine. There are stitches all around, but Nothing can be found between the ends of the thread, showing that the craftsmanship is superb.

"What kind of cloth is this?" It looks so expensive.

"The sacrifice of Tatar people in the South China Sea." Yu Yan said indifferently: "I have only this kind of cloth in my hand at the moment. You should use it first. If you don't like tomorrow, I will help you find something better." /

"Give me? Why use it?" Zhu Yao pulled the rag, so small, is it a handkerchief?

Yu Yan gave her another one, why did the apprentice look so stupid, the Land said with a voice: "Moon affairs zone."

Zhu Yao shook his hand and almost never fell off the bed.

Monthly belt!

Aunt cloth!

He mended on the bench for a long time, just to make her an aunt towel! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

Yu Yan did not find already's apprentice close to petrochemical at all, and still explained patiently.

"Don't worry, I know that the longest month of a woman is only five or six days, which is enough for you to survive this month. If it is not enough, I will do it."

"Women will be exhausted and physically weak during this time, so there is no rush to practice."

"If there is any inconvenience, you can tell the teacher directly, I will not blame you."

"The brown sugar water you said will be cooked for you tomorrow."

"You have a good rest today and will see you tomorrow for the teacher."

After finishing talking, he got up and went out.

And someone who was stuffed with aunt's towel was still in the state of petrochemicals. He hadn't looked back for a long time, and already was messy in the wind.

Master ... Is Master really okay?

My master's brain is abnormal. What should I do? Anxious, wait online!

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Yu Yan has never been a master, this is the first time. When his master was born, his already skyrocketed, and the time was too long. His details of the mentorship between the master and the apprentice were obscure as early as already. Therefore, he has no experience on how to bring a disciple, a pure white novice, plus, his apprentice is still a bit stupid, and it makes him worry.

So he decided to learn from the experienced nephew of the disciple.

So the real person of Qiu Gu faction, Ziyan, was dealt with a day of heavy service and was about to take a nap, and was awakened by Yu Yanzun who suddenly appeared in his room. The number of times Yulin Peak came out over the past ten thousand years, the person who could count ten fingers actually came to his room in person, did he want to give him a pointer or two? Admiration, the uncle ancestor gave him an inexplicable question.

How to cook brown sugar water?

What? Red candy soap? Is this a new practice?