Fangjia noodle shop

As soon as the two of them entered the courtyard, Zhan Bolin suddenly waved his arms to stop Fang Mu, and said coldly to a dark place beside him, "Come out."

A group of people wandered out from the corner.

The golden sun is sinking, and the silver moon is not yet hanging. Their faces standing against the light are not clear.The first person said: "I take the liberty to visit, just want to know where you have hidden things?"

Fang Mu looked at Zhan Bolin, although he has always been paralyzed, but after observing for a long time, he will have subtle discoveries. Seeing that his expression is not as relaxed as before, but he is not very dignified, so he is not very worried. Mu didn't speak, and Zhan Bolin didn't even pay attention.

The man snorted and said annoyedly, "Are you planning to spend your days in peace with this half of the map hidden?"

Fang Mu frowned when he heard his words, and explained: "We don't even know what map you are talking about."

The man looked even more annoyed, with disdain mixed in, "Pretend not to be an accomplice? Even if you're not an accomplice, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a good thing."

Fang Mu was annoyed that he broke into the yard and swears, and retorted: "Of course you are a good thing, but you don't know what kind of good thing it is."

The man was furious when he heard his words, he hummed and said with a sneer, "I want to see what you guys are doing today." As soon as he finished speaking, the saber in his waist was already out of its sheath.

It's just that Fang Mu hadn't figured out what was going on, when he saw a flash of blue light, heard a "ding", and looked at the man who drew the sword, only the hilt was left in his hand, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.

The people in the field all drew their swords out of their sheaths and stared at Zhan Bolin warily. Just now, they saw him move his right hand. Before they could see clearly, they found that the long sword in the young master's hand was broken. Of course, they would not doubt it. Fang Mu, because of Fang Mu's standing posture, breathing, etc., at a glance, he can be seen as an ordinary person.

Holding the hilt in his hand, Wu Jinyao blushed, threw away the hilt angrily, glared at Zhan Bolin and shouted: "You wait, tomorrow is your death day." Zhan Bolin peeled and removed the bones.He has never been humiliated like this before, and the weapon has been broken before he makes a move, but he is not a fool who knows nothing, he can break his sword with a stone, this man's martial arts are not something he can deal with, but it doesn't matter, tomorrow Goodbye.

Zhan Bolin looked at him coldly, still speechless.

Wu Jinyao saw that Zhan Bolin would not answer his words, so he threw off his sleeves and left with his guards.

After they left, Fang Mu looked at Zhan Bolin worriedly, his good mood just now was ruined, "Listen to him, there may be helpers coming tomorrow, what should I do?"

Zhan Bolin nodded indifferently, "It's time to come." After so many days of probing, these people's patience will wear out, and those big gangs who are not close to the road should also arrive.

Seeing that Zhan Bolin didn't look worried at all, Fang Mu was in a better mood. Faced with this situation, Fang Mu didn't know what to say.He just sighed and said, "If I'm good at martial arts, it would be great if I can help." I also knew in my heart that it would be good if my three-legged cat's kung fu didn't drag Zhan Bolin down.

Zhan Bolin stared at him with dark eyes, and said two words in a solemn tone: "I am here."

Fang Mu felt that his heartbeat, which had been a little low just now, was beating rapidly because of his words, bang bang bang, bang bang bang, it seemed that he could hear the echo of the chest cavity, bang——————

Seeing that he bowed his head and said nothing, Zhan Bolin added, "Don't worry."

"kindness."

"I'm afraid there will be a sneak attack tonight, so I'll stay in your room, okay?"

"……it is good."

The bed in Fang Mu's room was originally for two people, and it would not be crowded if one more person slept. The two of them went to bed after washing.

Fang Mu was like a stupid gecko, half of his body was slowly sticking to the wall, his breath was filled with the faint smell of saponins from Zhan Bolin's body, joy and fear at the same time.

"Stay away from the wall."

"Oh." He didn't know how he found himself against the wall, but he still obediently moved his whole body onto the bed.But this is getting closer to Zhan Bolin, and you can even feel the heat of the other party. You can't stop breathing like poisoning. The smell of the other party flows into the blood and penetrates into the bone marrow with your breath. You can't stop being obsessed Thinking about it, his face turned red with heat, and his lower body involuntarily changed, slowly standing upright.

Fang Mu secretly stretched out his hands to cover his upper and lower body, trying to prevent it from standing up again, but he didn't expect that the opposite would happen. Under the cover of his palms, he became stronger and stronger. He was so ashamed and indignant by himself that he had no choice but to turn his back on Zhan Bolin He bent over and stopped paying attention to the bottom. He didn't have the guts to do it secretly. Doing this kind of thing under Zhan Bolin's nose, is he questioning the other party's martial arts and hearing, or is he doubting his own IQ stupidity?

Fang Mu gritted his teeth and tried to recall some things to cool off, if lying next to a 80-[-]-year-old old woman with dark spots...if it was a scruffy beggar covered in lice and fleas...if it was a cruel, bald and scarred villain...so Thinking about it, it was much better.

Fang Mu was still thinking wildly, when there was a slight rattling sound from the roof, Fang Mu was startled, and his desire suddenly subsided, and sat up reflexively, but before he got up, Zhan Bolin waved his hand and fell down again, "Go to sleep, Nothing tonight."

Fang Mu couldn't figure it out, "But there was movement in the room..." Although he thought he heard it all, and it was impossible for Zhan Bolin not to hear it, he still didn't understand what was going on.

"Someone I know."

"Oh." Fang Mu didn't ask him why he knew someone from the sound of footsteps, but since Zhan Bolin said he was a familiar person, he felt relieved.

Suddenly there was a muffled hum from the roof, Fang Mu thought he had heard it, but he couldn't figure out who it was, so he gave up.

After such a toss, Fang Mu lost his cranky mood. Hearing the slight sound of footsteps coming from the room from time to time, he chatted in a low voice: "Tell me, why do you want to open a martial arts gym?"

"I won't do anything else."

"Well." Fang Mu pondered for a while, and it is true that working for him is not a long-term solution. Since Zhan Bolin was born as a soldier, apart from being able to exert his power on the battlefield, the rest of the work is mostly related to martial arts. Martial arts is indeed a good choice, the danger is not great, and the job is stable.

Zhan Bolin held his hand, "Open a martial arts gym nearby, and guard you."

"Oh." Fang Mu hugged him back, feeling at peace in his heart, he would no longer worry about this problem, anyway, he won't leave, that's enough.

There was no sound from the roof at some point, and the two of them clasped their hands, and Fang Mu fell into a sound sleep before he knew it, without a dream all night.

Early the next morning, when Fang Mu woke up, he found that Zhan Bolin was no longer by his side. The slightly cold bed told him that Zhan Bolin got up early today.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the sound of fighting. Fang Mu was startled, and hurried out, looking warily at the two people fighting with Zhan Bolin in the courtyard, and a pair of twins who were watching nearby.He hurriedly looked around the courtyard to see if there was any weapon he could take advantage of. He hadn't found a suitable tool yet, and the fighting had stopped there. Zhan Bolin strangled one person's throat with his left hand, and twisted another person's arm with his right hand.

The person whose throat was strangled was the first to wail: "We were wrong, we were wrong, Master is merciful!"

Zhan Bolin loosened his hands and let go of the two of them.

Fang Mu opened his mouth in surprise when he heard the man address Zhan Bolin, does Zhan Bolin have an apprentice? !Before he finished being surprised, Zhan Bolin lowered his voice and said, "Don't call me master."

Jiang Linfeng casually rubbed his strangled neck, and said to Zhan Bolin in a very respectful tone: "A teacher for one day will be a teacher for the rest of his life. Master, why don't you join the army?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Fang Mu was a little puzzled. Are they master and apprentice? If not, why do they keep calling him master?

Zhan Bolin ignored Jiang Linfeng's words and walked up to Fang Mu, "I've finished shopping for breakfast, go wash up and eat first, there will be a lot of things to do today."

Before Fang Mu could nod his head, Linfeng yelled, "Master, it's rare for you to care so much about someone. This must be Master's wife!"

Before Zhan Bolin could answer, he had rushed forward, bowed and said: "Disciple Jiang Linfeng pays respects to Master."

Fang Mu suddenly didn't know where to put his hands and feet, what kind of mistress? !Who is this person? !

Zhan Bolin waved his right hand and knocked him aside with a palm wind to save Fang Mu's embarrassment, and shouted in a low voice: "What nonsense."

"Ao... Master, I was wrong!" Linfeng apologized, covering his head.

"Well... you guys go ahead, I'll go wash up." It seemed that these people were familiar with Zhan Bolin, so he hid for a while if he couldn't figure it out.

While washing, I could still hear Jiang Linfeng talking from time to time:

"Master, what's your name if you don't call me Mistress?"

"Big Xiong, tell me, what can the master's other half be called Mistress?"

"Pfft! Master?! This title is wrong,...ah, little master, um, this is not bad."

"Master, don't be merciful, Ling Wen has practiced diligently in the past six months."

"Hey, big bear, don't just look at it, just say something."

……

After Fang Mu went out, he saw that one of the twins was subdued by Zhan Bolin. He stopped and walked into the courtyard, "I..."

"Little Master!"

Jiang Linfeng's loud shout choked Fang Mu's words.

"Little master, let's go to have breakfast. The apprentice's self-introduction is not over yet. My name is Jiang Linfeng and I am the master's first disciple. This big man is called Qin Xiong and is the second disciple. The twins are Li Lingwen and Li Lingwu. They are very easy to distinguish." , the one who always hides is the younger brother named Ling Wu."

Fang Mu smiled, and just as he was about to say hello, Qin Xiong shouted sullenly: "Hi, little master!"

What Fang Mu wanted to say was choked back again.

Li Lingwen came up politely and made a bow, "Meet my little master."

Although Fang Mu didn't know what was going on, he quickly returned the salute, but Ling Wen turned sideways and said, "I am ashamed to accept it."

Li Lingwu held his brother's clothes and poked half his head out, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Little..."

Fang Mu really couldn't hear clearly, guessing what he said, Ling Wen said for him, "Just now he said 'Hi, little master'."

Fang Mu was at a loss, and reluctantly answered, what happened to this "little master"? !what is this called...

Zhan Bolin stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders, "Eat breakfast."

Fang Mu nodded, and suddenly felt that Zhan Bolin's words were like timely rain. He really didn't understand the four people who came, except that Li Lingwen seemed gentle.

The four of them quickly set up the breakfast, and the six of them sat down as guests and hosts. During the dinner, only Li Lingwu was particularly cautious. He only lowered his head to pick up the food in the bowl, and the rest did not move. Fortunately, Li Lingwen took care of him, and the rest of them ate happily, although they seemed hungry. It's been a long time, but eating is not rude.

Before Fang Mu cleaned up after eating, the four of them quickly cleaned up the dishes again. They knew each other well, unlike the first time they came here. He didn't know that one night was enough for the four of them to understand the terrain of the houses here.

In the morning, Zhan Bolin said that there was something to do today, and Fang Mu also understood that it was probably about the map. Too many martial arts people mixed in. Fortunately, Zhan Bolin was by his side, otherwise he would really have nothing to eat and sleep.