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Chapter Thirteen Blood Food Gang(2/2)

"Second Master..."

He thought to himself, trying to make himself look more like an ignorant person who doesn't remember anything: "Then how can I learn your skills?"

"It's not easy to learn what I do!"

The second master is a free and easy man. He forgot about his gold cake as soon as he turned around. He picked up the flax and threw it on his back. He turned around and walked into the forest. He said with a smile: "Second master, I am so capable.

One is to have a strong body and good innate talent, and the other is to be able to endure hardship and be patient."

"Who doesn't want to earn money from cutting meat mines? But why are there only a few people who learn my skills from the second master? Because they can't learn."

"You are still injured. Logically speaking, I should let you recover and then take a good look at your foundation."

"It's just that my mother-in-law said it's more important. In addition, in order to treat your illness, my mother-in-law fed you so much Tai Sui meat... It should be Qing Tai Sui, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so good... So, you should have no bones in your body

It won’t be a problem.”

"Tonight, the second master will light the stove for you first!"

"..."

"Light the stove, what is this?"

While Hu Ma was thinking about it, she didn't have time to ask clearly. The second master led him into the forest in large strides.

This time he didn't start running, nor did his body become hot. The deep forest seemed much darker. Hu Ma even heard some rustling sounds around him without knowing it. When he looked carefully, there was only a slight sound.

The branches quietly retracted.

"And if I want to light a stove, the first step I have to take is to find you my godmother."

The second master carried flax on his back and searched for it in the forest, but stopped under a big willow tree by the stream.

I don’t know how many years this willow tree has grown. Its trunk is close to its embrace, its branches are hanging down, and the black holes are like thousands of strands of hair.

"Little Huma, kneel down and kowtow, be pious."
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