"Thank you City Lord for your support." Lin Xue stood up and gave a big salute to the City Lord.
The city lord was also shocked when he saw this, and wondered if this was Mr. Qin's student. Finally, he gave it to himself to confirm that it was true.
Mr. Qin's face turned dark. He didn't expect her to be serious. She was usually so smart, but now she seemed to be clueless. Could this be stupidity?
Mr. Qin was extremely helpless.
"Ms. Lin, you're too modest." The city lord's heart was in his throat when he saw the other party making such a big salute. He had never been afraid of fighting to the death, but now this really made him panic.
He quickly said that he was not that good, for fear of stealing Mr. Qin’s limelight.
"Well, the city happens to be short of a small official, the one in charge of the food in the city. What do you think? Miss Lin." The city lord thought over and over again and took out the official position of food in the city.
"Thank you, Lord City Lord." Lin Xue thought to herself that her uncle wouldn't be able to say anything this time.
"Well, City Lord, please accept this painting. If you find the signature someday, I will definitely let the students present it."
"If you have any difficulties, just come to me. After all, I am the parent officer of Jinxiu City." The city lord said as he carefully put away the picture of a tiger giving birth to a child.
"Farewell" After the city lord finished collecting, he took the picture of sending a tiger away, said a few words to the two of them, and then left.
The city lord felt so happy when he touched the picture of a tiger giving birth to a son.
The stepping stone for his son was found.
Although it's only half, it should be 100% certain if nothing unexpected happens.
Wherever there are people, there will naturally be fights, and if there are fights, there will naturally be divisions between inside and outside. For example, he is a great innate master who has killed countless enemies on the battlefield, but he can only stay outside the court and be the little city lord.
But things are different now. This picture of giving away a son will be the stepping stone for him to enter the court for his son. Everyone in the world knows that the court is aware of the dispute between the Party and the Qing Party.
The world is now tightly controlled by the Wen Party, and the emperor has no choice but to do anything about it. The leader of the Wen Party is Grand Master Wen. Grand Master Wen has no heirs, but he has countless students, the most famous of whom is a man named Qin. The number one scholar.
But the top scholar named Qin was obsessed with the picture of the Dragon Girl and did not want to enter the official career. He has been traveling around the world and was finally invited by him. Now he is half successful.
"Thank you, Master." Lin Xue was very happy and immediately thanked Mr. Qin after seeing off the city lord.
"Originally, it was supposed to be a picture of a green phoenix spreading its wings," Mr. Qin said with a little pity.
"A green phoenix does not necessarily mean a green phoenix, but a tiger looks at a tiger." Lin Xue said this suddenly.
"I almost forgot that you haven't learned anything in three years. Now that you have nothing to worry about, I will give you one year to make up for what you missed in the previous three years. Otherwise, you will not be allowed to go out. I can't lose it. Get this guy." Mr. Qin picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said coldly.
"Yes!" Lin Xue ran out happily.
"This little girl... has a really fierce temper... looks very similar to her..."
Mr. Qin seemed to think of a white silhouette in his mind, and fell into a flash of memories.
…
In the fourth year, spring, Linjia Village, Lin Mo's house.
The grass was green again, but Lin Mo was not interested. The little turtle was placed between his legs and opened its mouth towards him.
Lin Mo looked at the sea that had not yet melted, and sighed in his heart. He had no way to release the little turtle for the time being, it was still too cold.
The sea surface melted the slowest this year, and Lin Mo was held back when he wanted to leave.
Maybe the little turtle was really spiritual. He stretched out his pink tongue and licked Lin Mo's palm.
As if to comfort him, Lin Mo smiled, and the little turtle comforted him.
Lin Mo felt much better. He got up from the bottom of the boat and started eating!
He took down a dried fish from the wooden stand in the back room and turned back to the cabin. The sea had not melted yet, so he could not go fishing in the sea.
The wooden frame was made by Lin Mo himself. He used five long wooden sticks, crossed them with two wooden sticks on each side and twisted them into a ball with found vines. Then he put the wooden sticks on top and a simple wooden frame was ready.
However, it collapsed a lot during the first year of making it and the dried fish fell to the ground. Lin Mo was not in a hurry, but the little turtle was anxious and wanted to bite him.
Lin Mo was depressed about this for a long time, wondering who was the real person.
However, Lin Mo continued to improve the shelf. Now he is much better at weaving ropes. It will only collapse in heavy rain.
Lin Mo put the dried fish into the big wooden bowl, picked up the stone knife and cut off a small piece, handed it to the little turtle who had prepared it early, and took a bite from Lin Mo's hand, as if he was going to compete with him. Its mouth is full of fish and meat.
Lin Mo has been with him for several years, and naturally he has a good handle on the little turtle's temper. He likes to let go of his anger, so let him let him go as much as possible, and give Lin Mo some peace of mind so that he doesn't have to pester him all the time.
Lin Mo cut off another bigger piece and put it in front of the little turtle. Not only was the little turtle not angry, but it bit the piece on its mouth even more desperately, as if it wanted to finish the piece on its mouth, then turn around and continue eating.
Lin Mo cut a piece for himself, put it in his mouth and swallowed it. Without the cold of winter, the breath of spring made the dried fish a little sour.
Lin Mo looked at the fighting little turtle with a slightly apologetic look. He had really suffered for it in the past few years, living like this with himself.
Should I find her? A figure appeared in his eyes, as if there was a familiar figure beside him.
It's better to live such a life alone, it's better not to come back, it's better not to come back.
Lin Mo endured the sour smell and quickly finished the remaining dried fish. The little turtle turned over and held the dried fish between his legs, trying to bite off a piece, but the dried fish was too hard. .
After Lin Mo finished eating, he scratched the side of the little turtle. The little turtle smiled and loosened the dried fish meat. Lin Mo picked it up, cut it into very small pieces with a stone knife, turned the little turtle over and handed it to his mouth. .
The little turtle opened its mouth with dissatisfaction, but still took a bite, and quickly finished the two large pieces of dried fish with Lin Mo's help.
The little turtle also imitated Lin Mo and wiped his mouth with his right leg, enjoying it very much.
Lin Mo skillfully put away the dishes and put them away after washing them outside.
The little turtle stared at Lin Mo by the window. After Lin Mo finished cleaning up, he also looked at the unmelted sea.
When will it melt.
…
Jinxiu City, a quiet courtyard. Lin Xue was in the corridor, holding a book and started reading. After reading for a while, she put the book away and memorized it casually:
"When people are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart. If you don't teach, your nature will change. The most important thing to teach is to be specialized..."
Carrying it on her back, Lin Xue scratched her head and read the original text again. It was really long and difficult to memorize.
"Sister Lin, you have improved compared to last time. I believe you will be able to finish memorizing it soon." Tang Ao on the side fired out one move after another. He looked thin but every blow was strong and powerful. He perfectly understood and inherited Old Tang's skills. talent.
"Don't make fun of me. I don't know when I can finish reciting it at such a speed."
Lin Xue sighed and said, "Master, I remembered everything at a glance back then. I'm still far behind."
"Who is Mr. Qin? He is the number one scholar in the dynasty. He has a photographic memory since he was a child. If he doesn't have one or two skills, it's okay. Then my father has always wanted to compete for the number one scholar in martial arts. Even the powerful city lord participated in the selection and won the first prize. Defeated in one battle.”
Tang Ao may have felt that what he said was wrong, and added: "Although the city lord was defeated, he was also defeated by the third one. If he was unlucky, he turned around and met the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, but his Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand was also defeated by Wu Zhuangyuan. , finished third.”
"Every mountain is higher than the next. If you look at Mr. Qin's big mountain, I'm afraid not many people in the world can survive." Tang Ao comforted him.
"I understand, you should practice your martial arts, and strive to become the leader of martial arts as soon as possible, so as to give your father face. As for me, I carry my book. I don't ask for wealth, but I just want to be able to go out as soon as possible."
Lin Xue continued to carry the book in her hand, while Tang Ao was sending out moves one after another. Tang Ao's emphasis was on strong steps and fierce punches, so Tang Ao could send out a burst of punches every time, even fiercely.
One of them is carrying a book, the other is practicing martial arts, one is literary and the other is martial arts.
"What a fool. Why did I choose to accept her in the first place?" Mr. Qin looked through the open door and saw Lin Xue looking at her hands again. She had only memorized half of it now. If she had asked him to just turn a few pages, .
Mr. Qin was in a bad mood. The next stroke he drew was too many, and his mood suddenly became even worse. The painting of the Dragon Girl was once scratched on the face by his black ink, and Mr. Qin threw the brush on the ground angrily.
"Why have I been feeling stuffy in my heart these past few years? Now I am getting more and more panicked." Mr. Qin put away the picture of the Dragon Girl and threw it into a wooden barrel aside.
Dragon Girl was scratched with black ink. Although Dragon Girl was thrown into the bucket full of water, by coincidence, there was a gap, which happened to be Dragon Girl's face.
Because Mr. Qin was upset, he ravaged from both sides to the middle, and there happened to be a small hole, which was the center of the entire painting, and the center was the dragon girl's head.
Soon, the water engulfed the drawing paper, and the Dragon Girl's part was also swallowed up. The ink that was not dry on it was wetted by the water. The black ink covered the Dragon Girl's face, and the drawing paper quickly sank.
Mr. Qin quickly picked up another piece of drawing paper, spread it out, and prepared to draw another one to express his mood.
…
The frozen sea surface began to melt, and Lin Mo felt the water temperature every day. With the arrival of early summer, the water surface was no longer as bitter as before.
It's time to say goodbye. Lin Mo looked at the endless seaside and felt melancholy. After three years of being together, it made him sad to be separated for a while.
Lin Mo returned to the wooden house and prepared the meal. He placed the wooden bowl engraved with the turtle shell logo in front of the little turtle and a large bowl of fish soup. The little turtle ate it happily.
Lin Mo went out to prepare something. The little turtle didn't see Lin Mo from the window, so he continued to eat.
In the evening, Lin Mo boiled the water and carried it into the cabin in a small wooden bucket. When the little turtle saw the water in the basin, his eyes seemed to be very scared and he backed away.
Lin Mo grabbed him, and the little turtle flapped its limbs so anxiously that it shrank its little head into its shell.
Lin Mo forced it into the water basin. The little turtle's legs clung to the edge of the basin. Lin Mo touched it with his hand and found that the water temperature was just right.
This little turtle doesn't like bathing, and it's as if he wants to kill Lin Mo after every bath.
Release.
