Lin Manliu and Ning Ke walked out of Zhujianfeng Camp and walked together on the trail back to Yijian Villa Camp. At this time, the sky was just like it was in the early morning. It was still gray and there was no chance of clearing up. Meaning, the breeze blowing from time to time also seemed a bit cold under the dim sky.
From time to time, there would be disciples from other sects walking on the path, so the two of them would stop and give way before continuing to walk.
"Why do you think of reminding Zhu Jianfeng? Even if you are worried about the safety of your hometown, you are not afraid of exposing the evil-slaughter sect's plans. Do you know more?" Ning Ke hit the nail on the head and directly pointed out Lin Manliu's previous mistakes. place.
Ning Ke didn't have any intention of knowing the reason for the reminder from Lin Manliu. He just felt that he shouldn't act like this because of the previous reminder from the boy in a short shirt. If he was not careful, it would lead to the entire Sword Forging Peak and even the entire world. The Alliance is worried about it, and then it will no longer be a source of trouble for the Sword-forging Peak.
"Uncle Qiao is a person that you and I can see in our eyes. He is not one of those people who claims to be noble. Moreover, no matter what the evil-slaughtering sect thinks, it will eventually harm one party. At this time, only the Heaven and Earth Alliance can fight against it and balance one or two. "The boy in short shirt explained in response.
"In that case, it's up to you," Ning Ke said casually. But I can't help but sigh in my heart, Lin Manliu, Lin Manliu, your behavior... one day, it will harm you.
It didn't take long for the two of them to walk back to the camp where Yi Jian Villa is located. This is located south of the camp, which is where the camp was first attacked by bandits. Fortunately, Mr. Mo led people to retreat to the camp square in time. Fortunately, the disciples in the villa were only seriously injured, and no disciples died in this bandit intrusion.
Lin Manliu was the first to enter the tent that had just been repaired. Mo Wuyan was discussing trivial matters with Ji Ting, Shen and the other disciples in the tent. He saw Lin Manliu entering the tent with the curtain rolled up, and Ning staying quietly outside the tent. Ke.
Mo Wuyan's face looked a little happy at first, but then his whole face immediately turned serious.
"Why don't you obey Ji Ting's arrangements for this behavior?" Mr. Mo, who was standing in front of Lin and Ning, asked expressionlessly with his hands raised and his sleeves raised.
"The situation was urgent at that time. I saw Qiao Zongfeng fighting with Xu Chong for a long time. I was afraid of being trapped in the fire, so I wanted to step forward to rescue him..." Lin Manliu finally understood Ning Ke's feelings and immediately spoke respectfully. explained.
"I have heard Ji Ting tell me the whole story. There is no need to explain it anymore. Now that you are not listening, let me perform the courtesy of a teacher. There are several self-examination methods at the moment. Take your pick." Mo Wuyan closed his eyes slightly, He no longer looked at the boy in the short shirt, and just like the gentleman in the school who recited poems and chanted sutras, he began to talk about his own principles.
The young man who had disliked going to school since he was a child naturally lowered his head in even more embarrassment, thinking about how to get rid of his current situation.
Ning Ke, who was outside the door, knew that Mr. Mo was not angry at this time and was just teasing the boy, so she stayed quietly at the entrance of the camp, preparing to watch the show.
While Lin Manliu bowed his head to listen to the punishment, Mo Wuyan mentioned what he called the method of introspection. The first one is to follow Ning Ke to study with him. In the following days, he needs to study until he meets the other people in Yijian Villa.
Second, no matter how good your chess skills are now, after Ning Ke finishes studying every day, he will listen to Mo Wuyan talk about chess etiquette. If he is resting and stationed, he will watch chess with Mo Wuyan himself.
The third type, which seems to be the simplest one for the young man at this time, is to fight Ning Ke every day and not use the advantage of the weapon in his hand to win.
Compared with the first two, in Lin Manliu's opinion, the third one may be the best choice for him, but he cannot use Spring Chuangdie to fight the enemy, and even if Ning Ke's heels are higher than his, but these times I have watched most of the day's interactions.
Ji Ting, Shen and the other disciples could not help but hide their faces and laugh when they heard this. It seemed that these things had happened several times in the door.
Since opening the village, Mr. Mo has liked to use this method to test the skills of his disciples. Some disciples who are not familiar with chess skills and do not read classics have chosen the third method with great tacit understanding, to compete with disciples they know. And in the end, you often end up worrying about yourself afterwards, why didn't you choose other methods of introspection in the first place.
The boy in the short shirt looked at the brothers who were not laughing, and Mr. Mo who still had his eyes closed. He couldn't help but think to himself, Senior Sister Ji and Senior Brother Shen were just laughing at him, and they needed to be punished, right?
As for Mr. Mo, he should just set an example in front of his disciples to show everyone, and he should not act without permission from now on... Lin Manliu thought of this, and was about to say that he wanted to choose the third option.
Ning Ke made a move at the door, and she coughed randomly. The boy in a short shirt immediately turned back to look at Ning Ke, while Mo Wuyan, who was waiting for Lin Manliu's words, suddenly wrinkled his eyes, which were originally closed, and felt a little angry and unhappy in his heart.
In front of them, Ning Ke looked outside the tent from the side of the rolling curtain, still coughing. Seeing that the sound in the tent stopped suddenly, she turned her head slightly to look into the tent.
Lin Manliu looked at the poor scholar in front of him and thought, what happened to this guy Ning Ke? Could it be that the drizzle earlier had damaged people... Mo Wuyan looked at his half disciple and thought, is there still me as a junior uncle?
Are your elbows turned outward now?
"Ning Ke, have you done your homework today?" Mo Wuyan opened his eyes and faced Ning Ke, who wanted to check the situation in the account.
"Disciple will make up for his homework later..." After Ning Ke bowed his hands and bowed, he immediately disappeared in front of everyone.
"It's your turn," Mo Wuyan continued. Lin Manliu naturally knew that he was talking about him, but the two people acted strangely before!
The young man in a short shirt, who was anxious and wise, also imitated Ning Ke and bowed his hands, and then said: "I am willing to study with Mr. Ning Ke together. From now on, we will not only practice swordsmanship, but also apply the saint's classics!".
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the village, including Ji Ting, Shen Yutong, were a little surprised by the young man. Even with Ning Ke's reminder, he did not fall into the trap set by the teacher, or retreated. Next, I chose the chess skill, and directly chose to study the coursework.
"That's very good..." Mo Wuyan saw that the young man was not hit, so he could only say something.
"But now I still have something to worry about, and I hope that my husband will fulfill his wish. After the matter is settled, I will rush back to the station to study my lessons with Ning Ke..." Lin Manliu said again before Mo Wuyan could finish.
"What about the Fengcheng caravan?" Mo Wuyan asked.
"Exactly, I learned from a strange Taoist earlier that although the remaining three people died, they still need to go to Yuezhou Ferry to investigate and bring the news back to their hometown," the boy in a short shirt said with his hand.
The strange Taoist was talking about Zhou Mo. After the battle in Maple Leaf Forest, he learned from his mouth the whereabouts of the last three people in the caravan, saying that they died at the Yuezhou River Crossing Station.
"Well... that's it. The Heaven and Earth Alliance should need to be renovated for a while. By the way, you can explore the traces of the Evil Sect. You can go there on your own. However, this matter must be related to the Fengxue Grand View Tower. You need to be careful." Mo Wu Yan Shen said.
"Thank you, sir!" Lin Manliu said in response. Mo Wuyan chuckled lightly. Although this matter was a knot in the young man's mind, it was not just a way to delay the war and escape the punishment of introspection. Thinking of these, Mr. Mo could only smile to himself and shake his head.
But at this moment, another head with a hosta on its head suddenly popped out from outside the camp. As soon as everyone noticed it, they heard his words: "...I'll go too!"
Mo Wuyan, who was originally relaxed and natural, was shaken by this sound.
"I'll go too." He was very angry. How could he be a scholar? He pointed directly at the head outside the tent.
Who else could have this head with a hosta attached to it? It was naturally Ning Ke. Ning Ke saw that his uncle was so angry, and before he could reprimand him, he immediately shouted: "Uncle, please rest early, we will set off tomorrow!"
After finishing speaking, the poor scholar disappeared in an instant. Lin Manliu looked at Mr. Mo, who had an angry face and was about to say something, and then looked at the entrance of the camp where no one was already there, and could only laugh awkwardly there. .
"Can you still laugh? Do you know what the consequences would be if you chose sword practice earlier?" Mr. Mo had nowhere to vent his emotions, so he glanced sideways at the laughing young man.
"... I don't know, I hope you will give me some advice." Lin Manliu immediately stopped smiling and said with his hands raised.
Before Mr. Mo could say anything, the young man looked at the brothers on his side, especially the expressions of Ji Ting and Shen Yutong. Their faces seemed to be anticipating the next words, and they did not hide the two words. is written on the face
"I'm coming!".
"Let's not talk about the delaying strategy you mentioned later. Will I agree to it? From now on until I see Dang Ting, I want you to keep using your sword, first with Ning Ke, and then with Ji Ting and Xiao Shen. , if they are free, you have to ask them for sword skills and sword moves on your own," Mo Wuyan said expressionlessly.
When the boy in short shirt heard this, he couldn't help but start to feel grateful. Ning Ke's cough reminded him to stop himself.
"Then what if none of the brothers, including Ning Ke, are willing to compete with me again..." Lin Manliu asked. Although the young man had already thought of a possibility, he still wanted to ask Mr. Mo After some verification, if this is the case, I should be glad that I did not make this choice.
"Of course you are fighting with me. I will not coax you like a child," Mo Wuyan said in response.
"Man Liu is here, thank you again sir," the young man said with shame.
"Actually, you might want to reconsider choosing this option. It's also good for improving your swordsmanship..." This time, Mo Wuyan didn't look at the boy, but just thought to himself.
"As soon as I have settled my matter, I will ask my brothers and sisters for advice when I return!" But Lin Manliu took it seriously. Since Mr. Mo wanted to make this choice for himself, he would do it.
"That being the case, go get some rest early. As for the Sword Making Peak issue, I will take care of it after you two leave. There is no need to worry about the Villa." Mo Wuyan nodded with relief and said, and at the same time raised his hand, calling the young man to rest. .
The young man in a short shirt bowed his hands again and bowed before exiting the camp. If something goes wrong, people should go.
