"Tch! You don't believe it when you say your brain is not working well!"
The maid glanced at the young guard with disdain, spat softly and said: "In the Moon Martial Arts School in the capital, besides Senior Brother Qin Xiao, isn't there anyone who has a better relationship with the Lord of the City? Use your pig.
Think about it carefully!"
"Uh..." The young guard was scolded and became furious. He was about to retaliate, but suddenly thought of someone and his eyes widened in an instant.
"Hiss...you mean the owner?" He exclaimed loudly.
"Shut up!"
When the maid heard his loud voice, she immediately became anxious and quickly wanted to cover his mouth with her hands, but she felt it was inappropriate.
After all, she is the personal maid of the city lord and cannot have such close contact with the guards.
So she had no choice but to raise her right hand, as if to strike, to make the other party shut up.
The young guard also realized that his voice was a bit loud, so he quickly covered his mouth and tilted his head to avoid the maid's intimidation.
However, the answer just now was really shocking, and he quickly fell into deep thought, and his whole body was stunned.
Others around him also heard this exclamation, and their eyes widened, unable to believe that this was true.
In their eyes, the owner of the museum is a very mysterious person.
Nearly half a year has passed since the day the Moon Martial Arts Hall in Huayin City was built, and the owner has never been here.
Their impressions of the museum owner were all heard from other people's mouths.
Those old disciples of the Moon Martial Arts School all admire the master of the gym, wishing they could become their master and follow him every day.
But when these disciples asked about the master's appearance and age, the old disciples all looked strange and stopped talking at all.
None of them seemed willing to talk about it...
The more the old disciples behave like this, the more curious the new disciples become.
Who is the owner of the museum? What does he look like? Why can't we mention it?
This curiosity was now aroused again, instantly whetting the appetites of these guards and disciples.
"What did the Master's letter say?"
"The museum owner wrote a letter to the city lord, does he mean to come in person?"
"Yes, yes, is the curator here?"
"I heard that the master of the museum is the master of the city lord. Are you teaching the city lord?"
…
The guards and disciples asked a lot of questions, which annoyed the maid: If I know so much, why do I have to come out to discuss it with you guys?
"Ask, you will know how to ask! Can you use your brain to think about it?" the maid cursed angrily, and then gave the young guard a sharp look, as if to say: It's all your fault, why are you speaking so loudly?
, this is going to be troublesome.
Everyone was scolded by the maid, but they didn't pay attention. They still came together with smiles, as if they wanted to hear a word.
The young guard was also a little embarrassed and quickly waved away the guards and disciples who had gathered around him. Then he walked to the maid's side and whispered.
"I just had a question, and I think it makes sense!"
"What's the problem?" The guard raised his eyebrows and his face suddenly became curious.
"Just now..." The young guard seemed to be afraid of being heard by others. He deliberately lowered his voice and said in the maid's ear: "Some people say that the master of the hall is the master of the city lord. Could the letter from the master of the hall be a lesson to the city lord?
Master, are you practicing?"
Because he was so close, the hot breath from the young guard's words hit the maid's ears, immediately making her face feel hot.
However, the other party's words quickly attracted her attention.
She knew the relationship between the Hall Master and the City Lord. They were indeed masters and apprentices, and they had a very good relationship. She heard that the City Lord’s martial arts were all taught by the Hall Master himself, so the City Lord respected the Hall Master very much.
The Moon Martial Arts School in Huayin City has been built for so long. Although the owner has never been here, there is still a courtyard that belongs to the owner, and the owner can stay comfortably at any time.
Although the Lord of the City is personally in charge of the Moon Martial Arts School, he is still only a disciple in name.
The nominal owner is always the owner who has never shown his face.
"This... seems to be really possible!" The maid's thoughts quickly turned back and she nodded secretly.
However, she still had questions: "But... what kind of practice is the master doing? Why do you sit there for most of the day without eating or drinking?"
The young guard was suddenly stunned when he heard this, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "How could I know...but I can be sure that it is definitely not the martial arts in our Moon Martial Arts School."
The most important thing about martial arts is practice. Every move must be performed by one's own hands. After practicing it, there is no such thing as just sitting there and thinking about it.
unless……
"Ah! I remembered it!"
The young guard slapped his head and suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of everyone around him.
When the maid saw this scene, she was so angry that she pinched the young guard's waist.
"Let you shout so loudly, let you shout so loudly!" She muttered while twisting.
The young guard immediately rolled his eyes in pain, grinned and took a few breaths, but he did not dare to fight back, so he had to keep begging for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, can't you? Stop screwing me, I will scream if you screw me.
…”
After a while, until the maid finished breathing, she finally let go of her hand.
"What do you know? Tell me!" the maid asked in a low voice angrily.
"Xiu Xian!" The young guard lowered his voice, leaned into the maid's ear again, and whispered two words.
As soon as these words came out, the maid was stunned.
The word "cultivating immortality" is not unfamiliar to her...it is even very familiar to her, because the daughter of the city lord is a legendary cultivator of immortality.
Not only her daughter, but also the legendary lover of the city lord, who is also an immortal cultivator.
These immortal cultivators are so aloof that they never interact with ordinary people, and ordinary people have no idea what they are capable of.
However, because she is the city lord's personal maid, she does know a lot about immortal cultivators.
Although the Lord of the City's martial arts is very powerful, if he really wanted to fight, he wouldn't even be able to beat his own daughter, an eleven-year-old immortal cultivator.
It can be said that there is a huge gap between ordinary people and immortal cultivators.
Ordinary people's martial arts, even if they are practiced to the extreme, will not be the opponent of immortal cultivators.
Both the lover and the daughter are immortal cultivators, but why isn’t the city lord?
The maid has had this question before and tried it quietly several times, but she didn't get any answer.