Ai Hui woke up in a daze. He had a nightmare and struggled in the strong wind. He wanted to catch something, but he couldn't catch it. He also dreamed of the fat man. In the heavy rain, the fat man held his body and sat in the mud and cried loudly. He dreamed of the boss, who asked him to burn all the sword scriptures, and he stood in the empty temple at a loss.

He woke up.

The gray eyes opened were dim and scattered. After a while, the scattered eyes gathered little by little. In the endless gray and desolation, a very faint light lit up. It seemed like the cold face carved by metal and rocks, like the spring breeze blowing through the wilderness after the raging winter, adding more vitality.

I haven't had nightmares for a long time.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, a little stunning.

I don’t know how the fat man is now. Are you still cheating everywhere without practicing? Eat less candy and you are so fat. If someone bullies you, remember your name, don’t tell me. Tell me and wait until I’m more powerful before telling me. If you can’t help but avenge you, we will both be bad. Don’t worry, I will practice hard. If I really can’t beat me, then I can only hit you. It’s really a matter of trauma to provoke such a powerful enemy.

I don’t know how your boss is living in heaven. I guess there is no sword cultivator in heaven. Boss, you have to follow the local customs and be a human being. It’s wrong to be a ghost. Be realistic and don’t be stubborn. Don’t do business. Boss, you are not suitable for you. Find a stable job and live a good life. Heaven should be full of such jobs. There is no place for even a stable job, so you definitely don’t have the right to call it heaven.

Ai Hui, you have to work hard.

After saying the last sentence to himself, Ai Hui let out a long sigh, and the dreams and negative emotions were in the long air they exhaled.

He returned to normal, as usual, as usual. The darkness and gloom, fear and cowardice disappeared, as if it had never been before.

His eyes were firm and calm, and he was still the strong and fearless Ai Hui.

He struggled to get out of bed, but his left arm was in a severe pain.

He had a fracture, and he carefully judged that he had encountered such an injury more than once. When he thought of the last moment he rushed out of the Xuanjin Tower, he seemed to have hit somewhere, but he didn't expect that his left arm would be.

The bandage is very good, and the medication is treated and it doesn't take long to heal. He has rich experience. Flaws such as fractures look miserable, but in fact there is no major problem. As long as it is treated in time, it will be cured soon. What really makes people feel headache is internal injuries. If the five palaces and eight palaces are injured, it will be very troublesome.

I guess I am in trouble, Ai Hui smiled bitterly.

I was a little confused at that time.

He didn't know what was going on inside his body.

Suddenly, a quarrel outside came into his ears.

"Shouchuan, he is a real genius! He can use the double-flow weaving method to weave Yuan gauze now. I haven't thought about how he did it now. It's incredible!"

The old lady's voice came from outside the door, full of wonder.

Ai Hui felt secretly happy inside. Being praised by others is always a happy thing, and he also paid a lot for it.

"He is a genius! The genius of embroidery! Shouchuan, I was wrong last time! His talent is so good. He must come to the embroidery workshop. I personally train him. I want to accept him as a closed disciple!" The old lady's tone was excited.

Ai Hui was a little stunned. No, he was very profitable and promising when embroidery, but he was a big man, and he still felt extremely awkward when dealing with embroidery in the future.

The old man was quite happy to hear it, but when he heard that the old lady was going to steal Ai Hui, he immediately stopped doing it: "No! He is the apprentice! I am just such an apprentice, and I will inherit my legacy in the future!"

"You are wasting his talent! You are irresponsible for his life!" The old lady snorted coldly: "Let him learn your little things."

"No, anyway!" The old man refused very simply.

The old lady was immediately annoyed: "Wang Shouchuan, what do you mean? I apologized to you, what do you want me? I have been with you for so many years, and you are treating me like this? Last time it was wrong. I have lived with you for so many years, and what blessings have I enjoyed? What have you asked you for? When you come to the sensing field, I will come to the sensing field. You will be with you if you want to do anything, and you will treat me like this? Wang Shouchuan, you will tell me what you say clearly today, wuwuwu..."

Seeing his wife crying so hard that she snotted and tears, Wang Shouchuan suddenly became timid and slowed down: "I didn't say anything, why are you crying? My apprentice is your apprentice. If he doesn't study hard, you can break his legs."

Li Wei and Mingxiu were on the side, looking at the nose and the heart, like a stone man. He felt a little guilty and secretly regretted why he ran over so quickly. The scene at the moment, I felt that it shouldn't be seen by him, an outsider. Master, don't wear it for me because of this incident today.

Mingxiu is fine. She has seen many such scenes and doesn’t feel too embarrassed, but she also knows that she must not interrupt at this time.

Seeing that his wife's crying stopped a lot, Wang Shouchuan continued: "But what about us, we have to consider Ai Hui's opinion."

When the old lady heard this, she stopped crying and her voice raised: "Have he had any objection?"

Ai Hui in the room felt a trembling heart when he heard it.

"Of course he won't have any objection." Wang Shouchuan coughed lightly: "Look how much he wanted to enter the embroidery workshop at that time. But we have to consider it. If he is a girl, then I will take it away without saying a word and give it to you. But he is a boy, and you are more familiar with embroidery than me. Which male embroidery master is there? I also know some of his nature, and I still like some fighting and killing things. It's nothing he can learn to embroider, but it's a bit difficult for him to embroider for the rest of his life."

The old lady stopped talking.

Wang Shouchuan said this to the point. It was a pity that she had been there many times before she came. It would be great if Ai Hui was a girl. It would be great that men learn embroidery, but very few, and none of them have achieved success.

Wang Shouchuan took advantage of the victory to pursue: "What I mean, when his injury heals, I will ask him to go to the embroidery workshop and learn first. I don't have to worry about whether he has a good talent or whether he is interested in embroidery. He will still have to choose his own way in the future."

The old lady's face cleared a little and she snorted: "You finally said something human to me, I'm giving me so much tears in vain. Mingxiu, we can embroidery workshop."

After saying that, he walked out arrogantly, and there was no trace of the tears he had just now.

"Master, we are leaving." Mingxiu hurriedly saluted Wang Shouchuan, waved to Li Wei, and chased after the master.

When Wang Shouchuan saw his wife leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief. The incident just now scared him. He grabbed the kettle on the table and gudugued several big mouthfuls for himself.

Putting down the teapot, he asked Li Wei on the side, "What's wrong with you?"

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Chapter completed!