Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

Chapter 136 You're Really Brave

"If you are so tired, why don't you go back to bed? It's already so late."

Song Zhili really had to sigh that these two sisters were really strong.

Although the two of them still look energetic at the moment, the dark circles under their eyes can't deceive people.

I guess Banzong’s study workload this month is really heavy.

My sister smiled and said, "Not tired, not tired, I am very energetic talking to the handsome brother!"

Song Zhili smiled awkwardly. This girl is really good at talking.

"By the way, did you just write each other's names on the foil?"

Song Zhili nodded, "Yes, we wrote each other's names."

My sister asked mysteriously, "Do you want to guess what I wrote on it?"

Song Zhili thought for a moment and replied, "It should be something like I hope you find your ideal husband."

In addition to these, what else can the other party write on the things seeking marriage?

My sister shook her head and said, "No, I wrote to you two. Although I don't know your names, I just want to wish you all the best."

The younger sister also said: "I have the same idea as my sister. Watching you two handsome brothers together is even more interesting than dating myself!"

Song Zhili blinked speechlessly.

Isn't this just the crazy burning soul of a rotten girl!

However, he still replied politely: "Thank you for your blessings, my name is Song Zhili."

As soon as he introduced himself, his sister immediately said, "Handsome brother, my name is Mingxin and my sister's name is Mingjing. We have lived in Yueban Sect since we were young. If you have any questions, just come to us."

Ming Jing nodded, "We live in the Yueban Sect's disciple academy. If handsome brother wants to find us, just tell us our names!"

Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Song Zhili couldn't refuse, so he had to say, "Thank you very much. We will definitely come to you if we have any questions, but we have something else to do now, so we will leave first. You should also go back and rest early!"

Without giving the other person a chance to speak, Song Zhili simply grabbed the arm of the person next to him and ran away.

Looking at the two figures, one black and one white, hurriedly leaving, Mingxin sighed in disappointment.

"Oh, I haven't seen enough, why are you leaving so soon..."

Ming Jing yawned and said, "Sister, please stop sighing. Let's go back first. I really can't stand it any longer."

Ming Xin said: "Do you think we will have a chance to meet these two handsome brothers again? I really like seeing them together. It's really pleasing to the eyes!"

"Of course I will. As the saying goes, destiny will bring us together. Maybe it won't be long before we meet again."

"You're right, let's go back to bed first. We have to get up early tomorrow."

……

There are three mold temples in Yueban Sect.

One was a temple built a long time ago, when people were still worshipping the God of Fortune.

The area there is even much larger than the Red Temple.

However, because the God of Luck later degenerated into the God of Bad Luck, his temple had already been ruined beyond recognition by people.

The other two are earthen temples built later by people specifically to curse the god of bad luck.

These two temples built with mud not only look simple in appearance, but even the statues inside are ugly.

Song Zhili walked in alone and took a look around. In the entire temple, the only eye-catching thing was the clay statue.

Regardless of whether this statue crawling on the ground is a person, the four large characters carved on the top of the statue's head cannot be ignored.

Engraved on it were the four big characters "Go to hell, God of Bad Luck".

The reddish-brown liquid poured all over his head, like a vicious curse.

In other words, this is a curse on the God of Bad Luck.

Looking at the statue kneeling on the ground with its cheek cut by a knife, Song Zhili's fingers couldn't help but tremble.

He reached out and gently stroked the other person's cheek, and his voice choked up a little.

"Don't be afraid, you are not alone."

"Hey, what are you doing!"

At this moment, a man suddenly walked out from behind the statue, and without saying a word, he stepped forward and slapped his hand away.

"Are you sane? This is the God of Miserables. Does the God of Miserables understand?"

Song Zhili's face turned cold instantly after he was slapped like that.

"Whether I understand or not is none of your business. Is there something wrong with your fucking brain?"

He was already in a bad mood when he looked at the statue, so how could he bear to hear someone talking to him in that tone?

The other person was not happy when he was suddenly yelled at like this.

Wang Qi frowned and kicked the statue. He said unhappily, "I'm reminding you for your own good. The God of Bad Luck is the son of misfortune. Whoever touches him will suffer misfortune. Since you don't listen to good advice, then you can expect bad luck!"

Song Zhili stared at him coldly and said word by word: "Kick me again if you have the guts."

"What if I kick you again?"

As Wang Qi spoke, he raised his foot and kicked a few more times.

"I'm not just going to kick him once, I'm going to kick him several times. This is what he deserves!"

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a "bang" and his vision was instantly blocked by a thick cloud of dust.

Wang Qi quickly raised his arms and fanned vigorously, "Ahem, something fell down, could it be that the roof collapsed?"

When the dust in front of him settled, there was no statue of the God of Mold in front of him, only a pile of yellow earth under his feet.

"Hey? Why did this statue suddenly break?"

Could it be that the kicks he just gave directly shattered the huge statue into this state?

Oh my God, if that's true, then he's so awesome!

Before she could feel happy for two seconds, she saw the man in white clothes beside her shaking the fan in his hand.

Song Zhili sneered, "You like to kick, keep kicking."

"you you you!"

Wang Qi's eyes widened in disbelief as he said, "Of course, brother. I didn't expect you to hate the God of Mold more than I do. I don't even dare to destroy the statue. You're really brave!"

Song Zhili's hand that was fanning him suddenly froze. Well, it seems that this guy really has something wrong with his brain.

He said in a bad face: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

Wang Qi nodded and said, "Brother, you are very skilled. You don't seem to be a disciple of our Yueban Sect. I wonder which sect you learned from?"

Song Zhili really wanted to kick him hard at this moment. He frowned and said, "You don't want to leave, right? If you don't want to leave, then you can stay here."

After saying this, he turned around and walked out.

Although he didn't understand why the other party wanted him to get out, Wang Qi was tactful enough to follow the other party immediately.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Song Zhili's fan flew behind them.

By the time the fan circled back again, the earthen temple behind them had long since disappeared.