Chapter 181: Jailed in Tianshifu

The three brothers had been looking for Jiang Luo since the afternoon, and had waited until dinner time without seeing him, which made them so anxious that they were as trembling as three quail eggs when they informed Feng Li.

Feng Li told them to keep waiting, and they hid in the car and ate dinner and snacks before finally waiting for Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was not surprised by their arrival, and Wen Renlian gave him a worried look as he had planned, and was thoughtfully persuaded by Jiang Luo to go upstairs.

Jiang Luo cooperated and followed the three of them, Shen Ruma also sighed with relief. When they arrived at the entrance of Tianshi Mansion, Zhou Wudu, who had the best relationship with them, said to Jiang Luo privately, "Sir is very angry."

Jiang Luo has already anticipated this.

The three of them escorted Jiang Luo to the front of the study. Shen Ruma knocked on the door, "Sir, the man is here."

It was a long time before a voice came from inside the door, "Let him in."

Let him in, not them.

Shen Ruma and the three of them were suddenly relieved, they looked at Jiang Luo sympathetically and ran away. Jiang Luo looked at their backs and pushed the door in with a smile.

The study was dark, Feng Li did not turn on the light. He was sitting behind the desk, his silhouette darker than the background. Jiang Luo couldn't see his expression, but instinctively felt that Feng Li's current state was not something to be messed with.

Always trusting his instincts, he stood discreetly on the far side of the desk, in a position to attack and retreat, so that if there was a problem, he could take the door and leave.

Feng Li didn't express any opinion about him standing so far away, and was silent. Jiang Luo took the initiative, "Sir."

The other side didn't say anything.

Jiang Luo continued, "Sir, I want to leave the Heavenly Master's House."

After a long time, Feng Li asked, "Why."

Jiang Luo softly said, "I have already told you the reason before, I am not worthy to be your disciple, nor can I adapt to the rules of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Mr. Jiang has helped me a lot, even if I can't be a master and disciple, Mr. Jiang is still the person I respect the most, if Mr. Jiang has something to ask me to do, I will do my best to do it well, in order to repay Mr. Jiang's grace of guidance."

Feng Li habitually touched his thumb, above the jade trigger finger has broken. He had been busy for the past few days and had not taken a new jade trigger to top it up, and now that he had not touched anything, he did not know whether it was because of Jiang Luo or this jade trigger, but he suddenly developed a wave of violence.

He remembered the phone call he had made with Chen Pi during the day.

When Chen Pi found out that Jiang Luo was going to leave the Heavenly Master Mansion, he apologized to Feng Li and said that he would persuade Jiang Luo to change his mind. But he also politely said that if Feng Li didn't care, he could also send other talented disciples to Feng Li as disciples.

But a celestial master is never short of disciples.

Feng Li leaned back in his chair, remembering what he had said during the day when he looked at the Buddha's Lotus Flower Incense Ornament.

He told Chen Pi, "Kids are wild, just teach them a lesson."

It's like his habit of touching the jade trigger. Once he got used to it, Jiang Luo got used to his discipline.

Jiang Luo said, "Sir?"

Feng Li gave a surprised laugh.

The laughter was too odd, but Feng Li quickly put it away, so fast that it was like a hallucination. Jiang Luo took an insane step back, "Sir, my disciple is ungrateful, please promise."

Feng Li said, "Go bring me a cup of tea."

Jiang Luo was a bit surprised when he suddenly said that. However, Jiang Luo could not refuse this request for both business and personal reasons. He answered yes, and went downstairs to pour Feng Li some tea.

Tea was always ready in the kitchen, and when he finished the tea bowl and was about to send it upstairs, he turned around and realized that Feng Li had followed him downstairs and was standing by the staircase, looking at him from under the shadows.

Unknowingly, Jiang Luo was subconsciously shocked, but quickly calmed down and smiled at him, "Sir, the tea is ready."

Feng Li said faintly, "Send it to my study."

Jiang Luo nodded his head and took the lead to walk upstairs at Feng Li's gesture. Feng Li stood downstairs looking at his disciple with a puzzled expression.

The stairs in the Tianshi Mansion had a wooden floor, which would never be slippery in normal times. But when Jiang Luo walked to the fifth step, the moment his foot stepped out, he felt that something suddenly pushed him hard at the ankle of the other smooth foot, Jiang Luo's smoothness was destroyed, and he fell down from the steps unprepared.

When the tea hit the stairs, Jiang Luo was held in his arms by Feng Li, who had been at the bottom of the stairs.

But his right ankle stung like crazy and was definitely twisted.

Jiang Luo's forehead was sweating, he tried to stand up, but his right foot had no strength. Jiang Luo looked up the stairs and incredulously saw an unassuming paper figure half the size of his palm on the stairs.

Is this Feng Li's paper man?

Why did he push him down the stairs?

"Sir," he asked in consternation, "why ......"

Feng Li picked him up horizontally and walked up the stairs step by step. The hem of his Tang suit swept over the broken tea bowl, and Feng Li didn't even put away the paper man or explain a word, but rather brightly acquiesced to the attitude.

Jiang Luo clenched his fists, thinking that he hadn't seen Feng Li clearly enough before.

Feng Li sends Jiang Luo back to his room.

Jiang Luo was placed on the bed, and Feng Li lowered himself to look at his right foot.

Caught off guard by a twist, his ankle turned red and swollen.

The pain was obvious. But Feng Li's fingers on the ankle were even more pronounced. He touched Jiang Luo's injury, and when he touched it lightly, it hurt, and he pressed down hard.

Jiang Luo couldn't help but hiss.

A smile flickered at the corner of Feng Li's mouth as he put down Jiang Luo's foot and stood up again, calmly saying, "It's sprained, don't move your foot for the last few days."

He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, surprisingly, he smiled again, "When you can take a step out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, then come back and talk to me about leaving."

With that, he turned and walked out.

This statement is equivalent to him admitting that "I intentionally let you get hurt".

Jiang Luo became expressionless for a moment.

Soon, Feng Li came back with the sprain medicine and ice packs. It would be a horror story for a celestial master to take off his disciple's shoes and treat his sprains. But Feng Li did it without any haste, even a little bit cozy.

It was the kind of pleasure you get when you've achieved your goal.

Jiang Luo said coldly, "Sir, I can use ginseng essence."

The Celestial Master didn't seem to hear him until after he had applied the medicine and placed Jiang Luo's feet on the bed before he said, "There's no need to use it."

Jiang Luo couldn't even hide his comments, "You don't want your disciple to get well sooner?"

The Celestial Master got up, stepped forward and walked to Jiang Luo's hand, he looked at Jiang Luo for a moment with his eyes downcast and suddenly extended his hand.

This sandalwood-scented, ancient and restrained hand paused for a few seconds on Jiang Luo's face, and finally avoided Jiang Luo's face upwards, gently touching Jiang Luo's hair, his movements were as light as if he was treating something fragile, but the words in his mouth were merciless and cold, "Wait until you don't want to go anymore, and your injuries will naturally be healed. "

"What if I have to keep trying to leave?"

Feng Li looked at him deeply, "You could have given it a try."

He withdrew his hand, straightened up, and looked at Jiang Luo twice more before turning to leave, the door clicking and being locked.

Jiang Luo listened to Feng Li's footsteps as he gradually walked away, and the expression on his face closed in. He lay on the bed and crossed his legs to look at the swollen area, lazily mocking, "This is our good teacher."

He had expected that it would not be easy to leave after meeting Feng Li, but he did not expect that Feng Li would use such tactics.

Thinking of what Feng Li had threatened him with before, he was afraid that if he kept going, Feng Li would really break his legs.

Jiang Luo's eyes were haunted as he snorted and closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep.

For the next five or six days, Jiang Luo lived the same life. He was completely locked up in the Tianshi Mansion by Feng Li, and he only saw people coming to his house for the three regular meals every day, plus Feng Li, who came to give him medicine in the evening.

The atmosphere between him and Feng Li when they took the medicine was strange to the extreme, no one spoke, no one had an expression. Feng Li came on time and left without any delay, and as the time lengthened, the weird atmosphere became even more depressing.

Jiang Luo's cell phone has been taken away from him, and besides reading boring books, he just stares out the window every day. But this day he drank too much water during the day, and when he woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, he opened his eyes and saw Feng Li standing beside his bed, quietly staring at him, as scary as a ghost.

Frankly speaking, if Jiang Luo didn't have a clear mind and psychic skills to save his life, he would have gone crazy over Feng Li even before he was locked up. Jiang Luo would have thought that before he went crazy because of being locked up, he would have gone crazy because of Feng Li.

He was about to go crazy with it, but the thought that Chi You was half his size balanced it out a lot.

Whenever he can't stand it any longer, Jiang Luo tells himself that he's getting close to the point where Chi You can't stand it any longer.