Brothers Xiang Yu and Xiang An are learning to read and write with Wu Ju.
But both brothers looked very irritable.
Xiang Yu's seat felt as if needles had been inserted into it, and he was restless. Xiang An was about to fall asleep.
Snapped!
Wu Ju patted the table helplessly: "I mean, you two brothers, don't you like listening to my lectures that much?"
"It's not that I don't like it..." Xiang Yu finally sat down with a sad look on his face, "It's just that what you taught me, sir... I don't think it's useful!"
Xiang An hasn't woken up yet and his nose is full of mucus.
Xiang Yu turned to look at Xiang An: "Look, if what you say is interesting, can my brother do this?"
Wu Ju was stunned and immediately became angry: "Humph! If you don't want to learn, I don't want to teach you anymore!"
"That's great." Xiang Yu looked saved, then popped Xiang An's snot bubbles and woke up Xiang An, "Xiang An! Get up quickly, the lecture is over!"
"Huh? Ah? The lecture is over?" Xiang An opened his mouth halfway and mumbled and opened his eyes. When he heard the end of the lecture, he became energetic, "The lecture is over!?"
He jumped up and said, "Okay! I can finally escape!"
After saying that, he ignored Xiang Yu and Wu Ju, opened the door and ran out.
"Wait for me, brother!" Xiang Yu said and ran out.
Wu Ju:......?
"I...I..." Wu Ju was on the point of crying, lying down on the table, "Why would I get involved in this... Wow ah ah ah
Ahh..."
"I have been a licking dog all my life, and this is the first time I am disliked by someone... Wow..."
It was said that I felt like crying without tears, but in fact I still cried, and the crying was very touching and sighing.
It can only be said that licking dogs usually does not end well.
After Xiang Yu and Xiang An ran out, they went straight to the martial arts field behind the back hall.
The servants in Xiang's house were accustomed to this scene. The two servants looked at the two brothers running towards the martial arts field and smiled bitterly: "The two young masters are going to fight behind again. I don't know that this time, Master Wu Ju
Have you ever been angry and cried?"
"Maybe... I have cried three or four times in the past month or so. The two young masters... um..."
The servant's expression was sarcastic and his attitude was subtle.
Several maids were snickering on the other side, looking at the running brothers with wolf-like eyes.
But the brothers didn't care about other things happening in the compound. They just wanted to find a way to vent their excess energy.
Young man.
After the two stood on the martial arts field, they started fighting without any explanation. Their fists and kicks were blowing, and every move was aimed at killing people.
At this time, Xiang Liang took his concubine from the front hall to the back hall.
He heard the cry and his face became awkward.
Summoning a servant, Xiang Liang asked in a low voice: "Wu Ju...are you angry and crying again?"
"Ah, Mr. Xiang... yes, this is the third time this month." The servant's face was filled with sighs, "The two young masters are really... Oh, anyway, Xiang
My lord, please take care of these two for a while."
Xiang Liang took a deep breath and sighed, as if he wanted to sigh out his soul, and his blood pressure obviously rose.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pinched the bridge of his nose: "They... went to the martial arts field again?"
"Oh yes, go and have a look." The servant nodded.
"Okay, I understand." He waved his hand to let the servant leave. Xiang Liang turned around and glanced at Zi Shu.
Zishu was agitated: "Sir, I remember that when Liu Fushang came to see me again, he said that he wanted me to come back to teach your two young masters some culture. Could it be that..."
"..." Xiang Liang's mouth twitched, "You come with me first, and we'll talk about other things later."
"I--"
"Come here! Don't even think about running away! I'm telling you, these two are Xiang Yu and Xiang An, you can't run away!"
"It's not me, sir, I didn't want to run away..." Although Zishu said that, the expression on his face was quite subtle.
As Xiang Liang's diners, he and Wu Ju naturally knew each other, but their relationship was not very good. In the eyes of his concubine, Wu Ju was a person who only showed hospitality, and his knowledge was not bad, but he could not talk to him at all.
However, Wu Ku, who is good at sociability and makes others laugh, can actually be made angry and cry? What kind of person can make Wu Ku cry!?
Damn it, it’s scary just thinking about it, these two young men——
Before Zishu could continue to think, he was dragged by Xiang Liang towards the martial arts field at the back.
There seemed to be a hint of scream in the crying.
...
Pangshan, Tiger Cave Mansion.
The tiger was lying on the bluestone floor of the cave, already showing its original shape.
It was a large and colorful tiger that was more than three feet long. It was lying there panting, already asleep, and seemed to be dreaming.
A piece of turbid jade hung around the tiger's neck, and there was a big character carved on the jade.
lucky.
The tiger's back was high, he was sinking and floating, and he slept very restlessly.
He seemed to see something in his dream.
That was a person, a man, a man with white beard and hair.
"I...you...are a demon with a lot of spirituality, and you are...born. You and I are...destined, and there is some cause and effect, so I...transform you."
Intermittent and fuzzy sounds were ringing in Tiger's head, but because of his age, he could no longer hear them clearly.
"I don't know... what it is, but you and I do..., and I... also advocate education..., naturally..."
"From now on, if you... go to Pangshan Mountain and suppress... you will be considered worthy of me..."
The tiger's brows were furrowed, and the fur on his body was stuck together with sweat.
"Roar......"
A low growl came from his throat, and the feeling of uneasiness spread to the surrounding forest along with his breathing. The forest seemed to be carried by air waves, rising and falling with the tiger's breathing.
There's just something strange about it.
It's March now, but the trees on the mountain rarely sprout. Only the evergreen trees are still green.
And those words were still ringing in the tiger's mind.
"I sow..., but I can't see..., but eventually..., no matter the result..., please remember my... number."
"My Taoist name is Siji."
"Roar——" The tiger suddenly woke up, jumped up, and fell to the ground, causing the whole Pangshan Mountain to tremble.
He stared around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was in his own cave.
The huge three-foot-long body slowly shrunk, and the tiger turned into something somewhat similar to a human. He sat on a stone bench nearby and sighed.
That... happened more than a hundred years ago. Why do I dream about it today?
He gently pressed his hand on the jade pendant on his chest, but the tiger's domineering face had a complicated expression.
"Oh, what should we do..."
"What happened to me during this time? It's so weird."
Touching his furry head, the tiger shook his head.
The black air on his wrist has disappeared.
"Hey, let's go find some food. I saw a group of horses by the river two days ago. I haven't eaten horse meat for a long time. Let's try something new today!"
After that, he got out of the cave, transformed into a big colorful tiger again, and ran towards the river.
But he himself didn't notice that a wisp of black was spreading silently under his eyes.