Wu Mo's resignation made Si Wenjun feel very accomplished. His handsome face was filled with pride, and he was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking like a famous figure of his generation.
Being a good teacher is not just the preserve of greasy uncles.
Si Wenjun was born in the Zhongding family. He talked and laughed with many scholars and had no ordinary friends. In the past, if anyone in the circle said they were friends with a commoner, Si Wenjun would not believe it. But now, even she herself didn't realize that this tired little country bumpkin already had the qualifications to be equal to herself in her heart.
The next moment, Peng Ke immediately brought up a new topic,
"Sister Si Si, can we just wait for them to come back?"
Although Wu Mo had done self-examination and understood their plan, he still did not give up and encouraged,
"How about we carry Sister Feifei and take the first step?"
Just let the little python bear stay here by himself. Judging from the meaning, the warriors didn't care much about this prey. It wouldn't be too late to wait until those six guys came back to mention it. They could also form a six-star array themselves.
In fact, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to run away, and he kept making excuses and calculations.
"My small body is just a burden if I stay here, and I have to distract you."
"You guys are guarding us here, and the little python and bear are guarding us. As long as we run a little further, we don't have to worry about the python and bear chasing us."
Huayin Valley is also about fifty or sixty kilometers away from Meiji Town. Although there are mountains, water and forests along the way, compared to the mountains behind Huayin Valley, this area can almost be called a flat land. Not to mention ferocious beasts, even relatively gentle large herbivores are rare.
Wu Mo himself, in total, may have walked back and forth hundreds of times.
He couldn't make a deal with the two women without fighting, and even Nie Yunfei, a middle-class woman, could shout slogans that cost shame but life. This made Wu Mo, who always regarded himself as a big man, really couldn't lose face and ran away on his own.
As the saying goes, you have to live to save face and suffer the consequences.
What's more, he still had someone else's gold coins tucked into his waist. Although Si Wenjun had no intention of letting him spit it out at the moment, Wu Mo was still uneasy in his heart.
Si Wenjun sat down cross-legged next to the stretcher, raised an index finger and shook it. As a new teacher, she was still a little inexperienced, so she accidentally let the matter slip.
"Our team is a whole, and what we want is to advance and retreat together."
"If they are beaten into a straggler, even if everyone can return alone, they will be judged as a failure."
This was the second time Wu Mo heard similar words. He couldn't help but asked strangely,
"Failed? Sister Si Si, what are you here for?"
Aren’t you here for hunting adventure? Why are there still judges?
When Wu Mo thought about it, the task Sisi's team received was to capture a live python bear, and they should have sent the loot back as soon as possible.
In this kind of mission, the Meiji Town native militia must ensure the safe delivery of the loot, even if they use human lives to pile it up.
As for the Sisi team, the old god was dawdling on the ground, mysteriously failing and giving in, but there was nothing wrong with the little python bear.
Thinking of the mercenary teams he had seen over the years, he vaguely had a bold guess and thought to himself,
"Is this a kind of ability test?"
Facing Wu Mo's question, Si Wenjun smiled but did not answer.
She knew Wu Mo's little intention of escaping. Although she was a little sad, she couldn't blame Wu Mo for this. He was too weak!
It's rare to meet a local people who are as loyal as before, so I can't harm Qingqing's life.
"If your injury permits, you can leave quickly by yourself."
Wu Mo looked at Si Wenjun's lonely profile and then at Nie Yunfei's wrinkled nose in his sleep, feeling a pain in his heart. Women's weakness can best inspire men's courage.
"Why go!"
He slapped his forehead hard, a surge of awe came from his chest, he raised his head and said loudly and boldly,
"I'll stay with you. The worst I can do is die in a pile."
Si Wenjun rolled his eyes at him and said unceremoniously,
"Crow Zui, you can die on your own and don't take us with you."
Hey, this kid's mood is a little off. What's that word? Excited!
There was a crisp sound, and Wu Mo suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a big mouthful.
This move startled Si Wenjun. He quickly grabbed Wu Mo’s arm and asked repeatedly,
"Ah, Wu Mo, why are you so crazy?"
When Wu Mo shouted the words "die in a pile", his eyes suddenly opened up and he couldn't help but murmured,
"What an idiot I am!"
This big-mouthed guy is full of real gold. He is sure to be a fake, and the beating is not unfair at all.
It's true that the lard has clouded the heart and the brain has thickened the juice. How could he be so despicable that he still only thinks about running away?
Wu Mo was recognized as the best student in the history of Meiji Town Public School. There was no one else. He had nothing to learn.
However, this was of no use. He had neither the opportunity to continue his studies nor the ability to travel. Throughout his life, even if he didn't follow in his father's footsteps, he would probably die in this landscape like other local people.
Of course Wu Mo is not willing to give in. The outside world is very exciting and I want to go and see it.
From Meiji Town to the outside world, there is only one channel, which goes straight down the Zidan River for 500 kilometers. At the outlet of the sea, there is a big city: Luming City.
However, the cheapest ferry ticket costs eight gold!
For Wu Mo, who lived his life counting copper horns, it was a number that made him despair, so much so that he could only pin all his passion on the illusory dream of a warrior.
There is a huge opportunity right in front of you. If you still can't grasp it, then quickly find a piece of tofu and kill it.
Born as an ant, I have already set my ambition to become a swan!
Just being determined is of no use. Don’t you have to walk through any ambition step by step?
However, there are ways to use tricks, such as the support of noble people.
Then he is no longer a hard worker on Route 11, he is a golden eagle that can fly freely!
This kind of luck will never happen again in this life!
I must use my dreams as horses and live up to my time!
"Sister Si Si, I've figured it out and won't leave."
Si Wenjun pondered for a while, took a deep look at Wu Mo, let go of his arm, nodded and said,
"That's fine."
The young man in front of him had calmed down. He was standing tall and no longer anxious. Si Wenjun couldn't help but secretly cheered in his heart, and then sighed inaudibly,
"Pity."
As the old saying goes, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!
Wu Mo wouldn't care about the danger now. He had to race against time to borrow another five hundred years from heaven.
"Sister Si Si, which city are you from?"
Si Wenjun twisted his waist, turned around and sat down next to the stretcher. He put his hand on his chin and placed it on his propped up knees. He lazily turned his head towards Wu Mo, his bright and clear eyes flashing. He smiled, shook his head and said,
"We're not Kot."
