Eternal madness

Chapter 47 The Bond Between Master and Disciple (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Late at night, Wang called Deng Yuechuan into his room under the lamp: "Who taught you to say those things tonight?"

Deng Yuechuan answered tremblingly, "Senior Shao told me to say it. He said that if I say even one wrong word when I get back to the shop, I'll be dead."

Wang Tiaodeng nodded slightly and then asked, "Did Xiao Chu and the others see Shao Tiangan when they went over?"

Deng Yuechuan shook his head: "I didn't see him. Senior Shao gave me those two instructions and then left. He disappeared in the blink of an eye. I don't know where he went."

Wang Tiaodeng sighed softly, "Yue Chuan, you didn't handle this matter well."

Deng Yuechuan was stunned: "Master, I did everything you instructed."

"You did as I instructed, so why didn't you get it done?"

"That's because Zhang Laifu didn't come!"

"Have you thought about why Zhang Laifu didn't come?"

This stumped Deng Yuechuan: "Master, I really don't know."

Wang Tiaodeng's face was filled with a reproachful look of disappointment: "Yue Chuan, it's because you're too arrogant, too aggressive, and too flamboyant in your words and actions that Zhang Laifu has become wary of you."

Deng Yuechuan blinked, feeling that what his master said made sense, but not quite.

He admitted that he was ambitious, but he and Zhang Laifu didn't usually have much contact. Zhang Laifu usually stayed in his own room, so where did he get the suspicion to guard against this?
Furthermore, Zhang Laifu was unaware that Deng Yuechuan had gone to the old shipyard. If he was on guard, it was definitely against his master.

Forget it, this can't be Master's fault. If Master says he's wrong, then he's wrong.

Deng Yuechuan quickly admitted his mistake, but Wang Tiaodeng still looked disappointed: "Yuechuan, you are not young anymore. If you can't even do this little thing well, how can I rely on you in the future?"
"I wanted to do business with you and build a family fortune, but you're so useless. I really think I made a mistake in taking you as my disciple."

"Master, please don't be angry. I really know I was wrong. Master, please don't hesitate to ask me for anything in the future, and I will definitely do my best to handle it..."

Tears welled up in Deng Yuechuan's eyes as he knelt at Wang Tiaodeng's feet, pleading and crying.

"Alright, let's just leave it at that. You can go back now." Wang Tiaodeng pulled Deng Yuechuan up and saw him out.

"Thank you, Master. You are so kind and generous. I will never forget this kindness in my life."

That's what you call cunning. Deng Yuechuan did nothing wrong from beginning to end, yet now he owes Wang Tiaodeng a huge debt of gratitude.

Wang Tiaodeng knew that if he asked Deng Yuechuan to do something again in the future, the kid would definitely not dare to refuse.

We didn't kill Zhang Laifu this time. Tomorrow we need to find out why. Did he really go to get his hand treated, or did he get wind of it beforehand?

If someone received advance notice, who leaked the information?
clang!clang!clang!
There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

“Master, it’s me.” Deng Yuechuan has returned.

Wang opened the door with a lamp lit and called Deng Yuechuan into the room.

Deng Yuechuan knelt on the ground and apologized to Wang Tiaodeng: "Master, I have thought about it carefully. This is the first time I have followed you to do something important. I was not confident and that's why I made a mistake. With this lesson, I will definitely not make the same mistake again!"

"I'm glad you're so kind. Go back and get some sleep." Wang Tiaodeng saw Deng Yuechuan out again.

sleep?

Deng Yuechuan was filled with anxiety, fearing that Wang Tiaodeng would no longer acknowledge him as his apprentice. How could he possibly sleep?

He wanted to do something to make up for it, but what could he possibly do now?
Got it!

clang!clang!clang!
The knocking sounded again. Wang opened the door with the lamp lit and saw that Deng Yuechuan had returned.

"Is there anything else?" Wang Tiaodeng asked, sounding a little angry.

Deng Yuechuan entered the room and whispered, "This matter is definitely related to Chen Xiaowang. That kid is always by Zhang Laifu's side, so he's probably the one who caused the trouble."

Wang Tiaodeng frowned and said, "Did you leak this to Chen Xiaowang?"

"no!"

"How could he have ruined things? If he didn't know, how could he have ruined things?"

“Master, I just feel that he is a person…” “Alright, alright, go back and rest. I’ve already told you, this matter is over!”

Wang Tiaodeng saw Deng Yuechuan off again, and had just lain back down on the bed when there was another knock on the door.

"What exactly do you want?" Wang Tiaodeng stormed out of the door, and a cloud of green smoke hit his face and went into his nostrils.

"I also want to ask you, what exactly do you want?" The person standing at the door was not Deng Yuechuan, but Zhang Laifu.

Wang Tiaodeng was stunned for a while. He had just been thinking about investigating Zhang Laifu tomorrow, but he didn't expect Zhang Laifu to come to him tonight.

This kid's got a death wish, he dares to come looking for me?
Zhang Laifu swung his knife and slashed at Wang Tiaodeng's head. Wang Tiaodeng grabbed his lantern and easily blocked the knife with the lantern pole.

Zhang Laifu had been practicing martial arts these days. He originally wanted to fight Wang Tiaodeng with a lantern, but then he realized that Wang Tiaodeng was an expert with lanterns, and he would definitely not have an advantage against him with a lantern.

Even if Zhang Laifu changed the knife, he still wouldn't gain the upper hand.

Having roamed the martial world for decades, Wang Tiaodeng's skills were unmatched. A lantern pole seemed to come alive in his hands; with a twist and a flick, he deflected the knife and struck Zhang Laifu's wrist, causing him to drop the knife.

Wang Tiaodeng was about to use the lantern pole to stab Zhang Laifu to death when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't help but cough.

The coughing wouldn't stop; it blurred Wang Tiaodeng's vision, made his legs weak, and made him feel like his ribs were about to break.

That cloud of green smoke just now...

This is poisoning.

This kid dares to set off smoke; isn't he afraid of getting poisoned? Is he risking his own life?

Zhang Laifu wasn't afraid. He had the alarm clock in his hand, so the smoke wouldn't hurt him. He looked down at the knife on the ground.

Wang Tiaodeng crossed the lantern pole, clutched his chest, and then coughed.

He was waiting for Zhang Laifu to pick up the knife. As soon as Zhang Laifu reached his hand to the ground, he could cripple Zhang Laifu's arm!
Zhang Laifu suddenly lowered his head, and Wang Tiaodeng immediately swung the lantern pole.

This is the experience of the martial arts world. Wang Tiaodeng was able to judge when Zhang Laifu would pick up the knife. Even though he was now poisoned, this blow could still break Zhang Laifu's hand.

puff!

Zhang Laifu pulled another knife from his pocket and stabbed it into Wang Tiaodeng's shoulder.

He didn't pick up the knife.

He brought an extra knife.

Zhang Laifu explained to Wang Tiaodeng, "I just looked down. I didn't mean to pick it up. I came to visit my master, so I can't just bring a knife. We have a master-disciple relationship."

Wang Tiaodeng smashed the lampshade, and bamboo ribs flew out, nearly piercing Zhang Laifu.

However, he was poisoned and injured, so he wasn't fast enough and Zhang Laifu dodged the attack.

Zhang Laifu kept hacking away with his knife, while Wang Tiaodeng parried with the lantern pole in his left hand. With his right hand, he grabbed a handful of bamboo strips, broke the frame, pasted paper on it, wrapped it with wire, inserted a candle, and made a lantern with one hand in the blink of an eye.

He forcefully shoved the lantern into the ground, more than two inches deep, and the lantern stood firmly upright. Then he rubbed the lantern pole with his fingertips to light the candle inside.

The paper lantern maker's skill is unparalleled; he can make, set up, and light the lanterns on the spot.

As long as the lantern is lit, Wang Tiaodeng can use his special skills to take Zhang Laifu's life.

But after several attempts, he couldn't light the lantern because he was using the wrong amount of force and the wrong position with his thumb.

Wang Tiaodeng was stunned. He had practiced his craft his whole life and used his special skills countless times. How could he not even be able to light a fire?

"Can't touch it, can't touch it, don't scratch if your bones are dislocated."

A talisman fell to the ground. Wang Tiaodeng first noticed a numbness and itching in his thumb, and then felt a sharp pain in his joint, as if his bones and tendons had really been dislocated.

He looked up and saw Li Yunsheng squatting on the roof beam burning incense.

The unique skill of the Zhu You school is that illness originates from the mouth!

Wang Tiaodeng's ten fingers all stopped working.

(End of this chapter)