Lu Jing stood by the door, not daring to get too close, and tried calling again, "Amu?"
The wooden dummy did not pretend not to hear this time, but changed its sitting position so that it was directly facing the wall, although Lu Jing actually couldn't tell the front and back of it.
Seeing this, Lu Jing could only bite the bullet and take a few steps closer.
"That... I was careless. I didn't think it was you before."
Amu finally reacted this time and turned his body back. Lu Jing didn't know if it was his imagination, but he actually felt the emotion called anticipation from a wooden mannequin.
Although this scene was still a bit scary, Lu Jing still stretched out his hand and patted the top of the wooden mannequin.
After that, the latter also leaned over and rubbed Lu Jing's thigh with one hand.
"Amu, it's the one in the book..." Lu Jing was halfway through speaking before he remembered that he hadn't asked the name of the obsession, so he paused and could only continue, "That friend asked you to come find him. Is it mine?"
To be honest, Lu Jing felt that what he was doing now was quite silly, actually talking to a wooden stake, but judging from the previous series of reactions of the wooden dummy, it seemed that it should indeed be able to understand what he said.
The reaction of the wooden dummy later confirmed Lu Jing's suspicion.
I saw its two pile hands turning and touching lightly, as if to express affirmation.
"He said that you had been with him before and had no other relatives or friends, so after he... uh, left, are you homeless now?"
The two hands touched again, but then another hand came over and rubbed Lu Jing's thigh.
Lu Jing smiled bitterly, "I don't know how to... support you. That guy left so suddenly. He basically didn't say anything about you. Otherwise..."
As soon as he said this, he saw that the wooden mannequin seemed to be squatting in the corner and showing signs of being autistic. He could only temporarily change his words and said, "Forget it, you stay here for now. I am in a hurry to practice and have no time." Let’s talk to you more and wait until I finish practicing.”
The wooden dummy touched its hand and stood obediently beside Lu Jing's bed, no longer moving, as if it had turned into an ordinary wooden dummy again.
Of course, Lu Jing also knew how imprudent it would be to let someone whom he had just met for less than a quarter of an hour and didn't know what he was, be in the same room with him while he was doing his exercises.
But he really couldn't care about this kind of thing at the moment. If he delayed it any longer, his Dantian would be in danger of bursting.
The lesser of the two evils, Lu Jing could only temporarily ignore the strange wooden mannequin and began to concentrate on controlling his internal energy to attack the acupoints.
After about half an hour, Lu Jing, who had regained his composure, opened his eyes again. He first looked at the place where Amu was standing, only to find that it was empty.
Lu Jing was startled, but then he found Amu in front of the table. The latter actually didn't run around at this moment, but stood there not knowing what he was looking at.
It was so fascinated that it didn't seem to notice even when Lu Jing walked behind it.
Lu Jing looked over and had a strange look on his face.
Isn't this the martial arts secret book he just got, Crazy One Hundred and Eight Staffs?
When Amu knocked on the door in the middle of the night, Lu Jing threw the secret book under the bed, but unexpectedly, Amu picked it out again.
It can be seen that this guy has been reading for a long time, and after reading a page, he will use his hands to turn the pages.
"Do you understand?" Lu Jing asked from behind Amu.
Then he saw Ichika in front of him, and he saw the wooden dummy standing back in the corner with a swish.
However, after waiting for a while and seeing that Lu Jing did not reprimand it, Amu carefully moved back to the table step by step.
"You can watch it if you want." Lu Jing is not stingy. He has already discovered that Amu is obviously a wooden mannequin, but he feels a little hyperactive. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't move for a while, making him as obedient as other wooden mannequins. It seems impossible to do this while standing against the wall.
It was rare that something could attract its attention, so Lu Jing did not stop it.
And he himself can take advantage of this time to take a break.
He hadn't slept a wink until last night. Although his energy and spirit were much stronger than before after reaching the second level in internal strength, he still had to sleep for two hours a day to ensure he was full of energy. .
So after arranging for Amu, Lu Jing lay on the bed again and slept until about three o'clock in the morning before getting up again.
But this time when Amu got up, he stood by the corner honestly for the first time and stopped running around.
Lu Jing put on his clothes and walked to the table. He saw that the book One Hundred and Eight Crazy Sticks had been turned to the last page, as if he had finished reading it.
"The speed is quite fast." Lu Jing sighed and put away the secret books on the table. He just didn't know that Amu didn't have meridians and acupuncture points on a wooden mannequin. Let's see what use this martial arts secret book can be. He practiced it again. No.
"Uh... I'm going to buy breakfast outside. Do you want something to eat? I can buy it for you."
Now that he has money in his pocket, Lu Jing is too lazy to do it himself, not to mention that it is already late. He promised Ma Zhongbao yesterday that he would go to the charcoal kiln to continue chopping wood in the morning. It's almost time to set off.
As a result, Amu didn't hear anything and still stood there blankly.
Lu Jing stretched out his hand and waved it in front of its non-existent eyes.
"Okay, then I'll treat you as if you don't need it...Listen, I have to go out now and will be back around noon. You are alone...stay at home first. Remember, don't go out and don't get caught. Others see you running around, so in short, don’t scare those villagers and do what wooden dummies usually do, do you understand?”
After hearing this, Amu stood by the bed like an ordinary wooden man stake without saying a word.
"Well done." Lu Jing praised, then opened the door and walked out of the house.
In the early morning, everything in the village looked as usual. A few peasant women were feeding chickens while chatting about local gossip, vendors carrying poles were selling their newly weaved bamboo baskets, and there were old people basking in the sun in front of their homes.
Looking at the peaceful pastoral scenery in front of him, Lu Jing couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if what happened last night was just a big dream.
But looking at the footprints he made when he pushed his back against the door, Lu Jing knew that it was not just a fantasy, but something that had actually happened.
There is now an extra wooden mannequin named Amu in his home. The guy can understand his words and runs pretty fast.
Lu Jing shook his head. He had not yet decided how to deal with this unexpected visitor.
