Maybe it was because everything was bothering him and he had been depressed for the past few days. Chang Shisan was also curious: What was wrong with him? Why did he get angry with a little kid?
After calming down and thinking about it carefully, I realized that my dissatisfaction with Lin Xun was really unreasonable.
He stared at the darkness in front of him in the dark night, and felt more and more that the problem was with him.
The most endearing thing about Lin Xun is that he is lively and innocent. This is something that Chang Shisan's subordinates lack, and it is also the starlight in his eyes.
Is my attitude today too harsh?
Will Lin Xun grow into an obedient subordinate under such pressure?
This is not the result Chang Shisan wants.
If there is something wrong with the apprentice, the problem must be with the master. As the saying goes, "If the son fails to teach, it is the father's fault." If the apprentice fails to teach well, doesn't it mean that he, the master, has failed to meet the requirements? What qualifications does he have to blame the apprentice?
Lin Xun didn't understand his painstaking efforts, perhaps because of the lack of communication. If he had discussed it with him in advance, he would have understood.
However, in this way, Lin Xun will never develop his amazing martial arts potential, nor will he develop a strong will.
Chang Shisan tossed and turned, but finally couldn't think of a satisfactory answer.
What he doesn't know is that the attentive little apprentice has always been sensitive -
I blamed myself so much for his change of attitude that I couldn't sleep all night.
A strong emotion emerged from Lin Xun's heart: fear!
He panicked. He didn't know whether the master would value him as always. He didn't know whether the master would dislike him.
He doesn't know if he will go crazy if this happens!
Chang Shisan is his closest support besides family ties.
He was determined not to let this alienation happen!
In the end, he chose to do everything possible to compensate and punish himself in a way that maybe the master would like.
——
Late at night, it was extremely quiet.
Lin Xun came to the law enforcement hall and lied that he had been ordered by the gang leader to receive thirty lashes of the criminal law.
The ruthless executioner waved the whip without any mercy.
One is one, two is two. The executor will not treat him differently because of his identity or age.
Lin Xun endured the pain at this moment.
This kind of pain is ten times more intense than the punishment of morning and evening classes!
He questioned himself: Was he becoming more and more shameless under the pampering of his master?
I know my master's temper best. But I just go against the wind!
He had sworn solemnly and promised in the ancestral hall that he would support his master in the future, but he was greedy for ease and complained about fatigue and hardship. He casually contradicted his master with a single wound - this was the master who protected him with his life!
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Lin Xun barely supported the ground, biting his lips tightly, roaring lowly in his throat.
"Hmm...um...um...ah..."
During the torment, Lin Xun was a little confused.
Suddenly, I heard a voice: "It's done!"
The whip fell asleep, leaving Lin Xun's back with blood stains on it.
A person came forward and asked: "Lin Xun, do you need the Law Enforcement Hall to give you medicine?"
Applying medicine and treating wounds are one of the procedures in the law enforcement hall. However, on weekdays, many people will choose to go back to their rooms and let their good brothers take care of them.
Lin Xun forced himself to wake up and whispered: "Excuse me, please give me the medicine."
The man nodded in agreement: "Okay. Someone, help him."
…
…
The next morning,
The pure day comes as usual.
Chang Shisan thought over and over again and decided to let his little apprentice rest in peace and recover from his injuries.
Shaoan opened the door and stretched out to loosen his muscles.
The two rooms were adjacent to each other. Shaoan glanced over and saw that no one was there.
Suddenly, a "Hello."
Shaoan raised his head and looked up, Chang Shisan was sitting on the roof.
The two looked at each other.
Shaoan: "Good morning, Brother Thirteen."
Chang Shisan: "How did you sleep?"
Shaoan has always had a problem. He tends to have dreams when he changes places, making him unable to sleep well.
Shaoan twitched his mouth: "Well, it's okay. Are you going to Shi Yuan's house today?"
Chang Shisan: "Well, I'll leave after breakfast."
Shaoan: "Who to take?"
Chang Shisan: "You and Qiu Yao."
Shaoan thought thoughtfully: "Oh...why not take Xun'er with you?"
Chang Shisan: "Let's heal our wounds."
Shaoan shook his head: "No, no, isn't this a waste of a great opportunity? Your meeting with Shi Yuan is such a rare opportunity for Xun'er to learn how to deal with other sects. You should take him with you."
Chang Shisan frowned and glanced at Lin Xun's room in the distance: "That's true. I just don't know... Well, I'll go take a look. It's so late and there's no movement in his room. He's probably sleeping in again."
Shaoan: "Okay, I'm going to have breakfast first."
Chang Shisan: "Yeah."
"Whoosh——"
He took a step forward, kicked up on his toes, leaped to the ground in front of Lin Xun's room, and landed steadily.
I straightened my clothes a little and knocked on the door gently.
"Boom, boom, boom"
No one responded.
"Boom, boom, boom"
A dry and hoarse voice came with a weak tone: "Who is it?"
Chang Shisan: "Ahem."
Lin Xun suddenly tensed up and became panicked!
He didn't know why, but he was very nervous and didn't want to see Master at all.
but……
Lin Xun had no choice but to respond: "Master, Master, please wait a moment while Xun'er gets dressed."
Chang Shisan: "Hurry up."
Lin Xun: "Okay!"
Hurry up, but how fast? The wound on the back keeps screaming, and it will be life-threatening pain to move.
In this way, after dressing himself, Lin Xun was already sweating profusely and became even weaker.
He walked to the door, opened it, took a few steps back, forced himself to bend over and said, "Good morning, Master."
As soon as the door opened, Chang Shisan smelled a familiar smell - the smell of blood.
Even if Lin Xun's arm was injured, there wouldn't be such a strong smell.
Lin Xun originally thought that these thirty lashes were in exchange for Master's forgiveness. But yesterday, he felt more and more that he deserved his punishment, and he did not want Master to notice this at all.
After all, this was his own decision and he was pretending to give orders from the gang leader.
Chang Shisan took two steps and looked at the bed.
Lin Xun immediately walked over and lowered the curtain: "Master, I have something to tell you."
Chang Shisan frowned: "Xun'er, what's going on with the smell of blood and white medicine in the house?"
Lin Xun was a little panicked: "Yes...yes..."
Chang Shisan: "Where else are you injured, I don't know?"
Lin Xun took a step back: "No...no."
Chang Shisan: "Close the door."
Lin Xun raised his head: "Master...yes."
After closing the door, what would Master do? He was unsure.
Chang Shisan lifted the curtain beside the bed and saw a large bottle of white medicine scattered beside the pillow, as well as blood stains on the quilt.