I really want to be a cook

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What made him speechless the most was that Duan Anping asked him about the process of getting acquainted with the young master.

Qiu Daoyu really wanted to tell this poor guy who was getting deeper and deeper, that his son was a demon who ate people without spit out bones.

Even if you talk about the young master, the young master will laugh and send you to be cannon fodder at the same time, there will never be half-hearted resignation.

Unless it is someone like him, Qiu, who proves his loyalty to the son.

Speaking of it, Qiu Daoyu was also a bit puzzled, how did the young master see that his murderous left-handed magic knife was a real man who was loyal and kept his promise.

But that's right, with the young master's scheming and vision, it's not surprising to see it.

After all, he, Qiu, had a little reputation back then, and he also raised a good and filial son.

Ahem, think too far.

Of course, he chose to keep these words that would damage the image of the young master in the end.

What Qiu Daoyu told Duan Anping was very simple, that is, the beautification model of adding eighteen floors to his son.

In the story, make yourself as pitiful as you want, as humble as you want, and then the son is like a god descending from the sky, saving him from the sea of ​​suffering.

Not only healed his injuries, but also gave him a profound inheritance, helped him take care of his son, and helped him marry his daughter-in-law. He is simply a living Buddha.

In order to repay the young master's kindness, he followed the young master and was always ready to repay him with death.

It's just that we haven't encountered such a crisis for the time being.

As for the script, it must have been written by my son, only the last sentence was added by him.

Just like this, Duan Anping still felt his heart surging, he couldn't help himself, and felt that his personality had been sublimated.

Obviously he is an old Jianghu who has experienced many dangers, but he turned into a little fanboy, and immediately said that even if Mr. Jiang didn't ask for favors, he would worship under Mr. Jiang's family, willing to be a running dog, and do things like dogs and horses.

Depend on!

At that time, Qiu Daoyu was upset.

Did such a shameless guy come here to steal the favor of the young master?

Then he looked at Duan Anping with something wrong.

This is a formidable enemy!

……

"Old Duan, congratulations, the old grandmaster promised me, but it will not be an example, so I hope you keep this matter a secret, don't spread it.

Otherwise, if there are too many people begging me, it will be difficult for me to do so. "

Jiang Ping wiped his face, cupped his hands and congratulated.

Duan Anping's eyes were watery, looking at Jiang Ping's eye circles that were tired from staying up all night reading a small book, he couldn't help being moved and said:

"Young Master Jiang, I dare not forget my great kindness, and I will definitely keep it in my heart."

"Good talk, good talk."

Jiang Ping yawned and said:

"Because the old master doesn't see anyone, I'll do a checkup for you and tell him about your condition.

He will tailor it according to your specific situation, and there will be a meal period of half a month. After half a month, if your state can approach your own limit, then he will give you a holy medicinal meal for you to break through .

At that time, whether it is life or death, you will see the real trick. "

"All according to Mr. Jiang's orders."

Duan Anping replied respectfully.

……

A month later.

Supervisory Office.

Seeing that Duan Anping was full of energy, he took the clear water from Jiang Ping's hand devoutly... water.

Well, this is not water, but the holy medicinal food that Jiang Ping said.

A sacred herbal diet called "Thousand Gold Soup" has the magical effect of gathering the mind, concentrating the energy, and strengthening the kung fu.

It seems simple, but for a peak master whose state has reached perfection, every point of state gain can increase his chances of success by one point.

I drank water, no, I drank medicated food.

Duan Anping really felt that his state had improved a lot, and he had a feeling that God couldn't stop him.

"Young master, I'm going."

Duan Anping nodded to Jiang Ping, and then drank the water in the bowl.

Hmm, it's a little sweet, like honey water.

Jiang Ping encouraged with a smile:

"Life and death are bearish, and martial arts are successful."

"Thank you for your blessing, son."

Duan Anping strode forward, stood in an open space, and then gathered momentum, above his head, a mysterious portal began to appear.

After Duan Anping devoted himself to the breakthrough and didn't care about the outside world, Qiu Daoyu hurriedly asked:

"My lord, where did you get the holy food? Didn't you say that the holy food is hard to come by, and you can't even gather the ingredients?

and……"

He is distressed.

Isn't it good to keep such a precious thing for yourself?

He has been with the young master for so long, and he hasn't even tasted the washing pot water of the holy medicinal meal.

Thinking about it, Qiu Daoyu couldn't help feeling resentful when he looked at Jiang Ping.

It really is a new generation replacing the old.

His old Qiu is not good.

Jiang Ping didn't know that Lao Qiu was secretly jealous, and he didn't pay attention to Qiu Daoyu's eyes at all, because he was staring at Duan Anping's breakthrough.

The gate of heaven has been summoned.

Duan Anping also practices the Dao of the Sword. He holds a special long knife, which is the kind of multi-purpose knife used by bodyguards. It can be used as a knife or other tools.

After all, escorts will always encounter various emergencies on the way of darts, and this kind of multi-purpose knife can play a lot of roles.

Duan Anping has been in the bodyguard business all his life, and he is best at this kind of sword technique.

However, most people in Jianghu practice swords and swords, and other weapons are much less.

At this moment, Duan Anping is fighting against Tianmen. Although he doesn't have the upper hand, he doesn't lose the wind either, and is in a stalemate.

He casually replied:

"I don't have any holy food. Do you know how expensive it is to make a holy food? The material cost alone costs at least 20 taels of silver. I'm crazy.

And I can't do it either. "

"That……"

Qiu Daoyu remembered how cautious the young master was.

That's not the Holy Food, what is it?

"Oh, just a bowl of honey water, to give him some confidence."

Jiang Ping pouted and said:

"My son has adjusted his martial arts true meaning to the best state for fifteen consecutive spiritual meals, and even the circulation of his body's qi and blood has been properly arranged.

If he can't break through, I can't help it either.

If this matter is so easy to help, the world will already be full of great masters by now. "

"But if he can't break through, isn't it just that you, young master, are trying to make money and kill you..."

Qiu Daoyu reminded very tactfully.

"Then even if he is unlucky, what else can we do?"

Jiang Ping said very irresponsibly:

"I have done a good job of supporting, if he still can't break through, it will be his life.

If you want to break through the great master, you don't even have this level of awareness, so what kind of breakthrough do you need?

And don't look at what he said confidently in front of me just now, in fact his suicide note has already been written and passed back.

I'm afraid that the coffins in his home are all ready now, and the white silks are all hung up.

The breakthrough failed that day, and tomorrow we will be able to come to worship and worship without any delay.

So, don't underestimate this person's breakthrough heart. "

Qiu Daoyu nodded in agreement.

Indeed, without this mentality of putting yourself to death and reviving later, it would be wishful thinking to break through.

Well, except for my son.

His breakthrough was like playing, and he didn't see any idea of ​​whether he would die or not.

but……

Qiu Daoyu asked again:

"My son, how do you know he wrote a suicide note?"

Jiang Ping said flatly: "Of course, I have had people check every letter sent from here. Otherwise, what should I do if there are traitors?"

"Then my..."

Qiu Daoyu was a little embarrassed.

He thought of his several letters from home, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

There are indeed a lot of disgusting words written in it, all of which are addressed to his little grandson.

"Oh, I read it too, and to be honest, it's not very well written.

I'll teach you a few words next time, and keep my godson running over to call grandpa. "

Jiang Ping answered casually.

"My son, you! Me!"

Qiu Daoyu sighed heavily.

I endured it!

The air just fell into an awkward silence.

About a cup of tea time passed.

I only heard a loud noise from heaven and earth.

Duan Anping roared to the sky, the human sword merged into one, transformed into a long sword light, and made the final blow to Tianmen.

Jiang Ping clapped his hands, and his voice was a little more joyful:

"Let's go, congratulations to our new grand master!"

Chapter 84 How can there be such a good man as the young master in the world! (Gageng, 521/[-])

I don't know when, a piece of news began to spread in the rivers and lakes, and it even became more and more violent.

Even when good and evil are facing each other and the situation is chaotic, it firmly occupies the topic of all people in the Jianghu after dinner.

Because this is a rumor about the great master.

It is rumored that ghosts and gods are shocked, that is, Jiang Ping, the supervisor of the Righteous Way Alliance, and it turns out that the golden touch hand secretly rumored in the world is actually true!

Originally, this rumor was just a rumor.

Many pinnacle masters also visited Jiang Ping with the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.