The Three Kingdoms in the Ya Nei

Chapter 5: Qing Yun Residence

"Wukong, Bajie, did you build your own house when you first came here?"

"Well, Junior Brother, can you not call me that..."

"Yes, yes, this... is really, um, not very pleasant... >

"Huh? Isn't that right? Those are all the names of gods. You are not satisfied with the names of gods? Then I will think about it again and see if there is a better name... >

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"Oh, that's it. Actually, I also think this name is very good. When I tell jokes, you will feel more familiar, right? Hey, you haven't answered my question yet."

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Behind Wuyun Peak, in a lush bamboo forest, three small figures are wielding hatchets, struggling to chop off big bamboos.

After passing Tong Yuan's entrance interview, the next day, Liu Zhang, who was apprenticed to a teacher, faced his first test - building a house by himself.

"Your limbs are not healthy, and your breath is weak. If you want to practice martial arts, you should first temper your muscles and bones and build your strength. There are no spare rooms on the peak. You can go to the back mountain to cut bamboo and build a house here. Bamboo House After it is completed, we will talk about other things.”

On that day, Tong Yuan gave Liu Zhang orders indifferently.After a pause, he added: "Oh, before the house is built, you are still temporarily resting under the eaves of the teacher's house. Although it is a little cold at night, but fortunately, the eaves of the teacher's house are enough Wide, can always cover some dew and mist. Bitterness is bitter, but jade can’t be cut, do you understand?”

clear!Too fucking understood!

Liu Zhang responded calmly and respectfully, but his teeth were already gnashing in his stomach, wishing to push this dead old man down straight away, rape him after killing him, rape him after he raped him, rape him again after killing him... >

Your sister, how old is brother?Ten years old!You let a ten-year-old child chop bamboo, drag it all the way back, and build a house by yourself?Are you Huang Shiren?Are you Zhou Papi?Liu Zhang's series of slander echoed in his stomach.

Huang Shiren and Zhou Papi are not as cruel as you!Anyway, let Chang Gong live in a cowshed or something.That's good, I slept directly under the eaves.Also cover the dew mist?Is it a little colder at night?Does that mean "slightly" colder?

Thinking about the first night, the mountain wind seemed to penetrate into the bones, and Liu Zhang's face turned pale.If it wasn't for the dead old man who got up in the middle of the night, said sorry and forgot to teach him some tips to resist the cold wind, then taught him a few tricks of breathing lightly, and threw him a quilt sewn with two layers of thin skin , Liu Zhang was very skeptical, whether he would turn into a zombie when he woke up the next morning is really open to question.

After the rising sun finally rose and sprinkled warmth to the world, Liu Zhang rubbed his hands and stomped his feet for a while, finally returning to his senses.Then, dragging the machete that was half his height, he started his house building business.

On the first day, he worked hard all day, but he just chopped down five big bamboos.Not for other reasons, one is that the machete is too heavy, and the child is only ten years old!The second thing is that those ghost bamboos are really hard and perverted...

When the knife went down, there was only a white mark, Liu Zhang was dumbfounded.

After being stupid for a long time, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet in disbelief, and tried his best, finally leaving a small hole on it.Well, it's very small, the skin is cut off...