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"Junior brother, I offer you this tea to change your tone. From now on, we will be brothers in the same sect~"
Taking the fragrant tea from Gu Yuexuan's hand, Weiming knelt on the ground respectfully and offered it to Wuxiazi with both hands. After watching Wuxiazi drink the tea, Weiming formally completed the apprenticeship ceremony. After that, Weiming became a member of Xiaoyao Valley. . Naturally, Po Meng also stayed in Xiaoyao Valley with Weiming, and Weiming also consulted Wu Xiazi for his opinion.
Naturally, Wu Xiazi had no objection to this. Besides, Xiaoyao Valley was originally full of men, and later a girl joined the family, which made her seem lonely. It just happened that Meng Po moved in and had a daughter to rely on.
As for Meng Po's position in Xiaoyao Valley, it is the same as that of Lao Hu. The only difference is that Lao Hu is loyal to Wu Xiazi and Xiaoyao Valley, while Meng Po is only devoted to Wei Ming. Of course, the affairs and etiquette of changing careers are the same. There will be no shortage of them.
After Weiming finished the ceremony, he straightened up, looked at Wu Xiazi and respectfully shouted: "Master!"
"Okay! Okay~ I didn't expect that in my seventies as a teacher, I could actually receive a disciple that I like. God treats me well, and God treats me well~ Hahaha~" Wuxiazi laughed heartily.
Hearing that Wu Xiazi spoke highly of himself, even though Wei Ming had been in the world for two years, he couldn't help but smile a little shyly and said, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely not let master and senior brother down~"
"Okay, okay!" Wuxiazi said hello a few more times, and then said: "Weiming'er, you have just recovered from your injury, and your body is still very weak. For now, I will let Xuan'er take you and Miss Meng to rest. Go around Xiaoyao Valley and get to know your master. In a few days, when you are well, I will teach you the Xiaoyao sect’s martial arts techniques.”
"Yes~ Master!" Wei Ming also said solemnly. He himself also knew his situation. Although the hidden wounds were gone, his body was weak after all, and he didn't have any internal strength in his body. If he practiced forcefully, he wouldn't get any more hidden wounds. But it is also harmful rather than helpful.
Just as Weiming responded, Po Meng beside him suddenly said: "Master Wu Xia, since I have joined the Young Master in Xiaoyao Valley, I am considered a member of Xiaoyao Valley. Master Wu Xia, please stop calling me girl and call me Po Meng." That’s it.”
"Meng Po~!" Wu Xiazi was slightly startled and was stunned.
Others don’t know what Wuxiazi is thinking, but Wuxiazi himself remembers it vividly. When Wuxiazi, who is already in his seventies or eighties this year, first joined the Xiaoyao Sect, the Xiaoyao Sect was still standing on the Lingjiu Peak of Tianshan Mountain. At that time, the previous leader Xu Zhuzi merged with Lingjiu Palace and Xiaoyao Sect, and his power in the world was unparalleled.
The reason why Wu Xiazi was stunned was that he recalled the Nine Heavens and Nine Departments of the Xiaoyao Sect Lingjiu Palace. The leaders of each department were called by adding the character "mother" to their surname. Nowadays, there are more Xiaoyao Sect...or Xiaoyao Valley. Po Meng couldn't help but remind Wu Xiazi of the prosperous days of Xiaoyao Sect.
Memories from decades ago flashed by without anyone present noticing. Wu Xiazi calmed down and said: "That's fine ~ Po Meng, from now on the old Taoist will call you this. As for the old Taoist, you don't want to call me Zhenren." Taoist Master, if you don’t mind, you can call me Master, or just like Wei Ming’er, you can call me Master~”
As Wu Xiazi spoke, he glanced at Wei Ming rudely. Wei Ming glanced up and saw nothing, but Po Meng's face turned slightly red, but it was fleeting.
"This... you are the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, how about I call you the leader?" Po Meng finally thought of a compromise title.
Wu Xiazi stroked his beard and smiled, nodding in agreement.
Then Po Meng helped Weiming back to the room, while Wuxiazi went to find Lao Hu and told him to add some good dishes today. Gu Yuexuan also comforted Weiming a few words and went to practice.
After returning to the room, Weiming suddenly felt sleepy, perhaps because of his unhealed injuries, and fell asleep soon after. Granny Meng helped Weiming tuck the quilt in, and looked at him deeply, with a warm smile on her lips. He walked out of the room, intending to help Weiming make some tonic food.
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"Wei Ming...Wei Ming...my child~"
"Mother~mother!"
In a trance, Weiming returned to the outside of Dukang Village sixteen years ago. At that time, Weiming was still in his infancy, but the scene of that day will be unforgettable in Weiming's life.
Finally, it was Dongfang Xi’s eyes that were filled with sorrow and reluctance, but with fortitude and forbearance. At that time, although Dongfang Xi was covered in dust, he could still vaguely see the high-spiritedness of his youth. His eyes were dim, but he could still make those who saw it imagine. What a light it was back then.
But, all that can never come back.
When he woke up again, it was almost evening. Weiming lay flat on the bed and quietly opened his eyes.
There was no panic when I woke up, no screams after the nightmare, I just lay there quietly, as if nothing had happened, if it weren't for the tears that welled up in my eyes and wet the pillow.
After getting up and putting on his clothes, Weiming pressed his eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then walked out of the room slowly.
It was said that I had been sleeping for three days and three nights. Apart from taking a few steps in the morning, I had not really walked around Xiaoyao Valley. Now that Po Meng was not around, I could just wander around a bit.
Not long after Weiming walked out of the door, Po Meng walked in from the other side, holding rice porridge and side dishes in her hand. Looking at the empty bed, Po Meng was helpless and a little distressed, and put the food in her hand. After putting it aside, Po Meng picked up Weiming's pillow and gently stroked the tear stains on it.
This is not the first time. In the more than a year that he has been with Weiming, Weiming has cried in his dreams more than once. As for what he saw in his dream, Weiming did not say anything, nor did Meng Po ask. She only knew that he did It should be the same dream. From the first awakening from the dream to the current silent awakening, Meng Po has lost count of how many times he has dreamed at night, but every time he wakes up, he is always the same as usual, again and again. He laughs and makes noise, and occasionally pretends to be serious, which makes people laugh and cry, like a child who has not grown up. This makes Po Meng want to comfort him, but she doesn't know where to start. She is distressed~ but helpless.
After sighing for a while, Po Meng came back to her senses, first changed a pillow, and then went out to look for Wei Ming. Although she could not comfort Wei Ming's soul, Po Meng still tried her best to take care of her life as perfectly as possible.
On the other side, Weiming walked around in the valley, and based on his impression of the game map in his previous life, he actually ended up in the kitchen.
Having said that, Xiaoyao Valley, which looks small in the game, is really quite big in reality. There are only seven residents including Weiming and Po Meng, so it does seem a bit empty.
However, Weiming didn't bother to pay attention to that at this time. Weiming, who had not had a good meal for three days and three nights, saw the kitchen and realized he was hungry. He didn't even think about it, so he just went to look for it. Let's see if there's anything to fill our stomachs.
Just as he was thinking about it, before he could reach the stove, a shiny knife was placed on Wei Ming's neck.
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