Under the induction of Wolson, Wuqi, 5 years old, saw the first scene that he didn't see very much at this age. The seductive face of a young woman, and a perfect figure with a bulge in front and a slim waist. The female disciple's firm breasts and her slim waist made Wolson, who was peeking at all in the distance, swallowing countless saliva. However, Wuqi's eyes were still naive in his face, but at this time, there were more doubts and confusion in his eyes.

"Master, why does her senior sister have two butts?"

"Don't quarrel! Don't ask, keep watching!" After finally being disturbed by a good mood, Wolson waved his hand impatiently at Wuqi. Unexpectedly, An Ning, who had only gained a moment of An Ning, another question sounded in his ears, "Master. Is Senior Sister a monster? Why does she have a butt in front of her? Will that butt fart too?"

This time, Wolson's slightly frowning suddenly relaxed, and he was angry at Wuqi's sudden question. He touched Wuqi's little head and explained softly: "Little bastard. Remember, this is the chest. Women, they all have this."

"Breast?" Wuqi asked even more puzzledly: "Master. Why isn't that butt called the breast?"

Wolson laughed again in his heart. The questions asked by this little kid at this age were indeed all kinds of strange and omnipresent. He also knew that if he continued to explain to Wuqi, he didn't understand at all. He no longer planned to talk nonsense. He reached out and gently pressed Wuqi's little head, pointed to the two rising and falling little white rabbits on the female disciple's chest and said jokingly: "Tell you, you don't understand now. Anyway, you just need to remember what the master said. Women, they just have two butts, one in front and the other in the back. Do you know why your senior sisters take a shower frequently?"

Wuqi shook his head without hesitation, and Wolson explained with a smile: "Just because they have one more butt than your senior brother and you. One butt has shit and urination several times a day. The smell is so smelly that it is unbearable. Women with two butts and don't take a shower frequently. Do you think it will be so smelly?"

"So that's it, Master, I understand." Suddenly I got the answer I wanted. A golden light flashed in Wuqi's eyes. He nodded happily. Seeing Wolson smiled secretly: You little bastard! If I don't say that today, I will definitely be chased by you and asked around the world. It would be fine here. If I arrived at the master's sect and heard your question for other disciples, they were not fools. I would think that I took you to see something that shouldn't have seen. If this secret is known to the female disciples under the sect, where will I put my old face?

"Master, you are so good! I know so much."

"That's natural!" Seeing Wuqi's reverent gaze at him, Wolson narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked the beard on his chin and nodded slowly, and responded with a high attitude of being a role model, as if he had really done something extraordinary.

In the days that followed, Wuqi continued to pester Walson to tell him stories every day, but Walson still casually gave Wuqi aside and sneaked into the back mountain to continue to observe the beautiful scenery of the endless spring. However, what made Walson depressed was that Wuqi, the boy, didn't know what magic pill he had taken, but he found the stronghold he could peek at every time. You know, in order to avoid Wuqi's search, Walson changed dozens of places around the lake in the back mountain that could hide his figure. He tried so hard to hide, but Wuqi could still find someone to be right. Walson had to choose to give up in the end, and a scene that made people laugh and cry appeared.

In the back mountain of a towering mountain, there is a large lake among the lush branches and leaves. The lake water is clear and the water is filled with water, giving a hazy atmosphere. In the haze, a few young girls naked were playing and playing in the lake. From a distance, it looks like the legend of the seven fairies descending to earth reappearing. The lake is surrounded by weeds and rocks, and in a piece of about three or four meters long and wide, it is like the legend of the seven fairies descending to earth.

On both sides of the rock, two human faces were motionlessly peeking at the young woman shrouded in the water vapor in front of her. The two heads were one big and one small, which were the strange masters and disciples of Wolson and Wuqi. Since Wolson gave up hiding Wuqi, he has taken Wuqi to observe this rare fairyland together. Wuqi also followed Wolson 24 hours a day and was given the nickname of following the little bug.

In the sixth year, it should have been the most relaxing year for Wolson, but Wuqi's problem is like God who often encounters unexpected situations. Wolson could not think of what kind of new disaster he would bring to himself. In the sixth year, Wuqi finally dug up the only trace of knowledge left in Wolson's mind. Whether it is a story or various witchcraft practice methods, Wuqi has heard no less than a hundred times, and he finally felt tired of it. When Wuqi finally said to Wolson one day, "Master. I have heard your story three hundred and seven times. This is the 308th time."

"Okay, let me tell you some of my most proud witchcraft."

"Master. There are only two types of witchcraft in total, namely drunken art and petrochemical art. This is the 172th time I heard you say. Today is the 173th time."

"Okay. I'll make an exception today." Wolson's old face turned awkwardly. He continued, "Teaching you to learn witchcraft, drunken art and petrochemical art, which one do you want to learn?"

"Master. I have answered you two hundred and thirty-seven times. Today is my 238th answer. Master, I don't want to learn witchcraft, I just want to go out for travel and play like my senior brothers and sisters."

"Oh. So. I forgot." Wolson nodded awkwardly again, then looked at Wuqi with a hint of embarrassment, and said with a wry smile: "What do you want?"

"Master." Wuqi's tender face suddenly showed a wicked smile that only adults could have, "Actually, I want to see the butts of the senior sisters."

As soon as this said, Wolson looked at Wuqi carefully for a long time. Seeing that the 6-year-old kid had already become lustful, his old face turned red again. Who could he blame? Isn’t it just himself to teach Wuqi, a child who was still innocent a year ago, to look so lustful now? As the saying goes, it is easy for a child to learn bad things and it is hard for him to learn good things. This is true.

Seeing the smirk on Wuqi's face that was completely inconsistent with his age, Wolson suddenly felt a little guilty, but he liked the child who had tortured him more and more for five years, because Wuqi's smile at this time was so similar to him. Looking at the smirk on the face of the 6-year-old child, Wolson seemed to have returned to his youth.

"You little bastard! What's wrong with learning? I just peek at a woman taking a bath by my master!" Wolson knocked Wuqi's head hard on anger.

"Hehe! Master, aren't I all imitating you?" Touching the pain on the top of the head, Wuqi smirked at Wolson and stuck out his tongue. He beat Wolson and beat him up or scolded him.

In the sixth year, the relationship between the master and the apprentice suddenly became much closer, but it was ridiculous. This was entirely due to peeking at a woman taking a bath. During this period, the master and the apprentice communicated the most was not the method of practicing witchcraft, nor were the various novel products in the Lanfa continent. It was actually the most beautiful, suitable and most attractive thing about how big a woman’s breasts were. If this topic was placed on other masters and apprentices, it was definitely the biggest taboo, but Wuqi and Wolson were talking about each other. It was really a rare combination of master and apprentices in ancient and modern times.

However, it was not just these trivial things that made Wolson's headache in the sixth year. What made him most depressed was that Wuqi suddenly had a minor illness in the sixth year. The symptoms were just a common cold. But this ordinary cold, Wuqi never got better after being infected with it. Although the symptoms of a cold were serious and Wuqi's snot kept flowing, what made Wolson strange was that Wuqi, who was sick, did not have dizziness and fatigue after the cold. Instead, his energy seemed to be more intense after the cold. This was the most puzzled problem that Wuqi himself was the most confused about and the most confused thing about Wuqi himself.

However, walking around behind Wolson's butt every day with a runny nose was not a solution, so in order to completely cure the little guy's illness, Wolson also spent a lot of money to invite all the doctors from the villages and towns around Wushan, but the effect was not ideal. Finally, when Wolson specially went to the Rosa Kingdom, the easternmost part of Wushan, to invite Wusa Kingdom's most skilled doctors to treat them, he finally had to accept the reality helplessly. After that, he had to go down the mountain every month to buy a large amount of tissues for Wuqi, not based on bags, but box. His purse naturally also turned a lot of money in his pocket, and he almost cried several times. But what was the solution? Who told Wuqi to take the initiative to take in that year?

"Slug, Slug! Get up soon!"

In the early morning, the rooster had just finished crowing and was still peeking at the fairies in her sleep, Wuqi, who was taking a bath in her sleep, was suddenly awakened by a familiar voice. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and subconsciously shook his head. It was not until he remembered that this was the new nickname given to him by his senior brothers not long ago that he remembered that the voice of this person came from one of his senior brothers.

"Huh? What's wrong? Senior Brother Six?"

"The master asked you to go to his room and said that a guest was coming to find you!"

"guest?"
Chapter completed!