When Yan Xiaoyi woke up from the bed, it was not yet dawn outside.

In the room of four people, some people were sleeping, and some people had already gotten up. The two people who got up looked at each other, woke up the other two sleeping people, and got up together.

The chef was preparing breakfast, and the four teenagers came to help. The chef didn't say much and continued to do his business.

It was not Master Shan who asked everyone to get up early to help. Master Shan said that since he was here, then listen to Lin Jiao’s words, work and study hard, and when they need them, he will give instructions, and don’t be nervous and live a good life.

But... there are always some smart teenagers who feel that life is unstable.

When they came to join Master Shan, their former companions said that they were dying, but where were they looking for death?

Joining a gang can be dangerous, and being an apprentice is exhausting. When becoming a small boss, you will face blackmail and bankruptcy. When you come here, you can eat meat, new clothes every day for ten consecutive days, and learn something, which makes them feel very different.

How good if such a day could last?

Yan Xiaoyi used to be an apprentice in a cake shop, and he had to get up at four o'clock in the morning to do things. He was busy every day like a donkey. If he was accidentally scolded and beaten by his master, he would only have the opportunity to rest after 11 o'clock in the evening.

"Today's breakfast is clear soup mutton and pancakes. You go and cook pancakes. Also, don't come tomorrow. Miss Lin said that you are here to practice martial arts, so there is no need to waste time here."

The chef was working, and Lao Li, who was in charge of supervision, said on the side that he was not afraid of the chef stealing things, but that he was afraid of someone poisoning them.

"I understand, understand."

Yan Xiaoyi and more than 20 other young men nodded desperately.

Everyone got up early, and those who couldn't sleep also asked their friends to help wake them up.

"Also, Miss Lin said that every night, when everyone chats together, there is no need to be so restrained. She knows that you have suffered a lot. She says it and crys. There is nothing wrong with her, and she won't take it to heart."

Every night, Miss Lin would sit with everyone, chat about the sadness and pain of the past, let everyone express their feelings and opinions, and look forward to what they should do in the future, etc.

Yesterday, Yan Xiaoyi made a big ugly story. As he talked about his miserable past, he suddenly couldn't help crying. The tears of tears gushed out of him and couldn't control himself, and finally fainted.

"Miss Lin, is she okay?"

He asked like this.

The boy asked a little awkwardly.

"Not good, not good at all."

A girl's voice came from behind, and Lin Jiao picked up a piece of wood and slapped the boy's butt.

"I told you a long time ago that your current job is to practice martial arts, not to do these chores. We lack staff, so we will hire more people. Why don't you sleep well so early? Why don't you go back and rest quickly!"

"You're getting up early too..."

If Yan Xiaoyi had never dared to speak to the superiors like this before, and he would only be timid or bow his head to endure it when the other party beat and scolded him. However, facing Lin Jiao, who was like an elder sister, he dared to defend himself like this by any means.

"I'm different from you, hurry up and go to bed for a while!"

Yan Xiaoyi and others were driven away. He only felt his heart beating. He dared to speak like this today, and...

"Don't worry, Sister Jiaojiao is for our own good."

Someone said this, Yan Xiaoyi returned to the room, but couldn't sleep. After ringing the bell, the group quickly got up. After breakfast, it was time for Lin Jiao and Lao Li to teach everyone how to practice boxing and martial arts.

The boxing technique is a martial art that lays the foundation all the way. When reciting the acupoints and meshing, you will ensure that there will be no mistakes. People who already have an outdated feeling should help others so that everyone can try their best to get to the root of the problem.

"You must be harmonious and friendly, help each other, not fight each other and be jealous!"

This is a good day, and for Yan Xiaoyi, it is like the New Year.

The dream of the New Year is like.

...

This morning, Chen Yu woke up very early.

Chen Yu’s current cultivation level does not matter if he doesn’t sleep for ten days or half a month. Even if he falls asleep, he just needs to take a snatch.

However, Chen Yu still maintained a normal sleep every day, and tonight, he had a nightmare.

He walked in a strange city, with crowds of people everywhere and traffic. Everything was normal, but everything seemed abnormal.

The unknown, indescribable, and indescribable existence seemed to coil around him, and some voices called him to tell him something.

He passed by a high school girl. The young and charming girl smiled and gave her a beautiful face as sunny as she was, but when he and her interlaced by, with the help of the reflection of the cabinet, he saw a face that suddenly had no expression.

It seemed as if the smile, shyness and spirit just now were just a performance.

The same thing happened, whether it was passing by, old ladies, firefighters, salesmen, etc., it was like this. When you noticed them, they were very policy-making, but after you moved your eyes away, they fell into a blank space like puppets.

He had no expression on his face, walked normally but was not angry, and then his spiritual sense suddenly flew to the sky. Looking down from hundreds of meters, this was the case for people in the whole city.

Then, Chen Yu woke up.

When martial arts practice reaches a certain level, the soul and consciousness will be greatly improved, and you will restrain your own thoughts and desires, including inexplicable imagination.

This nightmare made him feel very bad, as if he was suggesting something, or he felt something subconsciously, but he could not tell it, so he fed it back to him in the situation of the nightmare.

Standing up and walking out the door, Chen Yu saw Lin Jiao teaching those young people to practice martial arts.

This group of young people have been selected by Chen Yu, and their qualifications are good. Under the leadership of Lin Jiao, everyone learned boxing in a straightforward manner.

Arhat boxing is a boxing technique used by Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty to lay the foundation. It can move the muscles and bones of the whole body. As long as you study hard, you can move forward step by step.

During these days, Chen Yu has been thinking about how to develop below.

To be honest, he really never thought that Huangliang Array was such a super luxurious package.

A middle-aged man with a dead wife (if he counts his previous life, his life of traveling through time and turning into a panda, he is barely thirty years old), and he runs to a company to rely on cloning and other means to save his wife. At worst, he can only be a social animal in the second half of his life and make money and compensates him. However, after the company starts to take action, he realizes that people are playing much better than he imagined.

What do you...you want to do?

In the world of Huangliang’s dreams, after finding Zhang Jiao, one condition is needed to leave, that is, death.

The wishing letter told Chen Yu that as long as he died in the Huangliang Formation, he would be transferred back at the moment before his death. As for the injuries on his body, the formation would help repair it.

In other words, he committed suicide now and could leave.

But...what should I do if Lin Jiao is left?

The sound of footsteps came from the steps, and Lin Jiao ran over sweating. However, the beautiful girl's appearance was healthier and more beautiful. Her skin, which was sun-tanned into honey, had a glittering youthful atmosphere.

"Hello, Master."

"Call me Master Shan, you are not my disciple yet."

Chen Yu snorted coldly, his expression a little unhappy.

"Hello Master."

"You are you, they are them. What are you going to do now? You can practice martial arts and qi well and achieve something, and only then can you truly become my disciple, instead of hang out with them every day and wasting time and energy!"

Chen Yu's words made Lin Jiao bulge his mouth, and she looked like I knew, but I didn't change it.

"Get out."

Chen Yu said coldly, looking a little disappointed.

"Yes, Master."

Lin Jiao still looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and she smiled and watched Chen Yu leave.

"Kolin, you can't do this. Master Shan values ​​you very much. You must cherish the opportunity now. Leave the things you teach them in the future. Don't interfere and concentrate on learning martial arts with Master Shan. You must know that this opportunity is really important."

Lao Liu, who was standing beside him, solemnly reminded Lin Jiao after Chen Yu left.

"Um."

"Okay, wait a while and you will deliver food to the master. Apologize more and be softer. So are you. You are kind and sweet with everyone on weekdays. Why are you having a quarrel with Master Shan these days?"

Lao Liu said this and felt a little anxious.

Lin Jiao is a good child, how could she do this?

Could it be...

But he soon ruled out this. Lin Jiao's face was full of joy like sunshine these days, and she was happier every day than every day. Even if Master Shan scolded her, she was very happy. There was no possibility of any dirty thing happening in this kind of sunshine from the heart.

"OK."

Lin Jiao nodded.

The master said that he is not a monk, but he is just wearing a monk's robe to play around the world. He is not afraid of meat and vegetables, and he must have meat when eating.

Lao Liu prepared six dishes and promised that the person who delivered the dishes was Lin Jiao. He specifically instructed Lin Jiao to serve the Shan Master not to leave the responsibility for food, clothing, housing and transportation to outsiders, especially the women who had just come in, so as not to have problems.

Carrying the vegetable box, Lin Jiao came to Master Shan’s residence. Without knocking on the door, a sound came from inside.

"Come in."

After walking in, what she saw was a handsome young man in the turbid world.

After taking off the monk's robe, Master Shan changed into Yue's white clothes. His handsome appearance was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked like a scholar walking out of the painting.

A very handsome and beautiful boy, if he puts it in her world, there is no problem to be an idol.

"Master, please have a meal."

This time she did not call Master Shan, but called Master.

"Don't call me Master, call me Master Shan."
To be continued...