The four eyes are also a weird thing. You can't hit people quietly. You have to test the strength of the zombie before hitting people.

As a result, the sound was so loud that it woke up Jia Le who was sleeping in the house.

finally……

Jia Le, who was on guard for a long time, was not beaten. Instead, his eyes were beaten wildly by the zombies.

If Jia Le hadn't been so heartbroken and took away the walking corpse in time, Si Mu might have become the first Taoist master to be beaten to death by a walking corpse.

The walking corpse was placed in the morgue by Jia Le. Feeling embarrassed, Si Mu found an unfounded excuse and gave Jia Le a severe beating.

In his words, it is natural for a master to beat his disciple.

Jia Le understands the nature of the four eyes and has no words for suffering.

I can only endure it.

Otherwise, he will be the one to suffer.

After being beaten in the four eyes, he was still not relieved and wanted to make some home repairs, but Wang Xian stepped forward to stop him.

At this point, the farce between the master and the apprentice was completely over.

Compared to Uncle Jiu's pair of weird apprentices, Jia Le can be regarded as a competent apprentice.

It's a pity that Si Mu is not as stable as Uncle Jiu, and he always finds excuses to fix things.

In the words of Simu: "A strict teacher produces a good disciple, and everything is for the sake of family happiness."

In fact, he just found an excuse to beat Jiale.

Jia Le also knew what was going on. Si Mu was his master and his elder. He could not fight back when he was hit or scolded. He could only endure it to make himself comfortable.

In a word, if you don't speak, you'll be beaten once at most, if you speak and retort, you'll be beaten several times. No matter what you choose, the former is more appropriate.

Seeing Wang Xian come forward, most of the sullenness in his heart disappeared, but it still remained. His tone of voice when speaking to Jiale was still unkind:

"What are you doing standing still?

Didn’t you see the guests coming to your house?

Why don't you go bring tea and water?

By the way, I’ll go catch some fish in the river later, kill a chicken, and cook some decent hard dishes, do you hear me?!”

"Ah, heard! Who is this?"

Jia Le had noticed Wang Xian a long time ago. If Wang Xian had not spoken out righteously, he would have been beaten with vicious eyes.

Therefore, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart for Wang Xian's generous help.

"His name is Wang Xian, a monk from Wanfo Mountain. You can just call him Master Uncle!"

Without waiting for Wang Xian to speak, Simu took the lead in introducing Wang Xian's basic information and asked Jiale to call Wang Xian his uncle.

"..."

Wang Xian's mouth twitched.

He is similar in age to Jiale. Simu asked Jiale to take care of his uncle. Are you serious?

Wang Xian, who had received modern education, found it difficult for someone of his own age to call him uncle.

Although this would be fun, it still feels a little inappropriate.

In fact, he either couldn't accept it or felt a little awkward.

"Master, is this...appropriate?"

Jia Le was stunned after hearing this!

Wang Xian is similar to him, is he of such a high level?

Seeing Jiale stunned, the anger that had just subsided rose again, and he slapped him.

"Snapped!"

He slapped Jia Le on the back of his head. The pain made Jia Le grimace: "What are you doing! Master..."

Everyone stared: "Why are you standing there, why don't you call me uncle?!"

Even if you don’t want to yell at someone because they are young, their cultivation level can beat you two ways!

I have been studying Taoism all day without working hard. This time I will let you know what the gap is."

"How can it be?"

Jia Le opened his mouth, looking a little disbelieving.

Looking at Jiale's astonished expression, he slapped him on the head again and said angrily:

"Is it possible? How is it impossible?!

Do you think I would lie to you about this?!

Show me your courtesy quickly, don't act like a bastard who doesn't know how to behave..."

"Uh...okay!"

Jiale's face tightened, and he reluctantly put his hand on his chest and saluted.

His eyes widened, and he hummed a long nasal voice: "Hmm~~?"

"..."

Jia Le trembled and quickly raised his hands above his head: "I've seen the teacher..."

"No need, Brother Dao, Jiale and I are similar in age, just call us by our names!"

Wang Xian quickly interrupted Jiale to avoid calling him uncle.

"Um?!"

After hearing the words with four eyes, he did not speak immediately.

He glanced at Jiale lightly, then looked at Wang Xian, and found that he and Jiale were indeed similar in age, so calling him uncle was a bit too much.

But he felt it was inappropriate to call him by his name.

Although he is not particularly clear about Wang Xian's abilities, he can easily kill the vixen, so his strength is definitely not inferior to him.

It's a bit disrespectful to call someone by name directly.

But Wang Xian had already made it clear that he didn't want Jiale to call him uncle, so he wanted to stop it, which seemed to disrespect Wang Xian's decision.

"Fine!"

He hesitated again and again, and finally chose to follow Wang Xian's wishes, and he discussed everything in his own way.

"You go cook!"

Four eyes compromised!

He pointed at Jiale and said.

Wang Xian smiled, and Jiale showed gratitude to Wang Xian.

He really didn't want to call someone about his age Uncle Master!

It's fine now, no need to scream!

"Go get it now!"

Jiale chuckled and strode out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he turned back and said: "Master, Master Ikkyu is back! Do you want to ask him to join us at noon?!"

"The monk is back?"

His eyes were stunned, and then he asked: "When did he come back?"

"yesterday afternoon!"

Home music tells the truth.

"Yeah! I understand, go ahead and cook! Remember to cook more meat dishes!"

Si Mu did not agree to ask Yixiu, nor did he refuse to agree. He just asked Jia Le to cook more meat dishes.

The attitude is a bit abnormal!

Jia Le didn't know the meaning of Si Mu's words, so he asked confusedly:

"Master, what do you mean?"

"roll!"

He glared at Jiale with an annoyed look, which frightened the latter into saying "I'm going to cook" and then ran out of the room.

He shook his head with his eyes straight: "Second piece of shit!"

Wang Xian did not speak during the whole process except to stop the farce between master and apprentice.

He didn't want to interrupt this "warm" picture.
To be continued...