Watching Qu Wuming roll around on the ground again, the two of them were dumbfounded, and there was such a thing.

Chen Yi had no choice but to take off the sword on his back and insert it into the rock next to him with a click, leaving only the hilt of the sword outside.

Even Qu Wuming, who was splashing and rolling on the ground, forgot to cry, sat up and looked stupidly at the sword that sank into the stone. I thought: This stingy guy is really a little capable.

"Look, look, look. ”

Chen Yi said with some schadenfreude, just like this, he is still with the master, and the master was also a tyrant in the village back then.

Qu Wuming went to the stone like a hungry dog pooping on his, touching the hilt of his sword, and he was silly happy.

Chen Yi didn't bother to pay attention to this scoundrel, and that guy couldn't pull it out anyway, so he let him fool around, and led Qingyou to the old mansion by himself.

The two old men were still chatting about family life, and when they saw Chen Yi and Qingyou coming in, Qu Lin introduced

"Second child, this is Chen Gongzi, and this time he returned to his hometown thanks to him. ”

He pointed to Qingyu again

"This is my godgranddaughter, called Qingyou, a hard-working child, who will live here in the future. ”

The old man Qu Erniu said to Chen Yi with an apologetic smile

"Chen Gongzi, I'm sorry, that nameless kid is too ignorant and has caused you trouble. He doesn't like to read, he likes stories of fighting and killing, every time he goes to the market, he doesn't want anything, he just likes to listen to books, listen to those past events, and we can't do anything about him. ”

Chen Yi hurriedly shook his hand and said

"It's okay, it's okay, who is not a child, I was a bastard than him when I was a child, and I was beaten by adults a lot, but it was still the same after the beating. ”

When the two old men heard this, they laughed, as if they remembered the scene when they were children and they did bad things everywhere.

Looking back at Qu Rogue, looking at the sword, it is helpless, a few hundred catties of big stones will definitely not be able to pull out the sword, but you can't just look at it, you have to get it out and play it.

Climb the big rock and lift the hilt of the sword with all his strength, and the strength to eat milk is exerted, and the sword does not move at all.

Suddenly, I wanted to cry again, but seeing that everyone had entered the house, Qu Wuming still couldn't help but perform a trick. After a few circles around the stone, he ran in the direction of his house with a puff of smoke.

Chen Yi, who was secretly concentrating and perceiving everything outside, was secretly proud, fighting with my brother and me, how to say that my brother is also a person who has been wandering the rivers and lakes for several months.

But after a while, Chen Yi's perception appeared in Qu Wuming's figure again. A chisel in one hand and a hammer in the other.

Chen Yi immediately understood what he was going to do, and scolded in his heart

"Count you ruthless, bunny. ”

The old man Erniu is afraid that he is usually tortured by this demon king of the mixed world, and the rabbit cub disappeared after a few symbolic shouts.

Then the trio began the nightmare night

"Jingle clang, jingle clang. ”

The sound of a hammer hitting a chisel, the sound of a chisel hitting a stone, and the night that was as quiet as standing water was hard to stir up the chickens and dogs.

Fortunately, the old man Qu Lin's house is on the outskirts of the village, otherwise the whole village would have suffered.

Chen Yi said that after all, he meditated and practiced at night, cultivating internal strength, impacting acupoints, and broadening his muscles and veins.

He Chenyi lived in a room with the quietness of a room, and he couldn't bear to get up and light the oil lamp to read. Along the way, Chen Yi taught her to read and write, and she learned very quickly with a little basic Qingyu, and now she can basically read through a book. Although the memory is not as impressive as Chen Yi's, it is also very amazing.

The old man Qu Lin, who lived next door, also tossed and turned, and was tortured by this kid after a day's journey, which was really sinful.

It wasn't until the Ming Dynasty that the scourge stopped, and Chen Yi first hugged Qingyou, who was asleep on the table, to the bed and fell asleep.

After walking out of the house, I saw Qu Wuming crawling in front of the sword that had been chiseled out and falling asleep. He still has a hammer and a chisel in his hand.

Chen Yi gently broke his hand, which was already blistering. There is also a wound on the finger, which should be accidentally scratched by touching the sword.

Chen Yi was also moved by the scoundrel's persistence, and the Xuan Li poured into his body from the Tianling Gai, and Chen Yi was far away, not the material for sword training. However, the wide meridians are suitable for domineering attacks.

Chen Yi felt that it was not material for sword practice, but it was good to practice swords.

Chen Yi learned a lot of things from Cao Shenzhi and Li Ling, and at the time he thought that it didn't matter if he was useful or not, anyway, the things that Uncle Cao and Ling could look at were definitely not garbage, and if they remembered it, they might be useful.

After some screening, Chen Yi felt that a "Heavenly Sword Decision" was good, and it was quite suitable for this scoundrel.

Draw the sword and return it to the sheath, carry Qu Wuming to his bed and sleep, the sky is not clear, Chen Yi re-lit the lamp and silently wrote "Heavenly Sword Decision".

The sun rose slightly, and Qu Wuming rushed from the room to the courtyard with a gust of wind, and saw that the stone hole he had carved out overnight on the big stone was empty, and the sword had been pulled out.

Qu Wuming turned around and ran back to the house as soon as he slipped through the smoke, looking at Chen Yi angrily and not saying anything.

Qingyou helped Chen Yi hold on to the stool, and Chen Yi was in the world.

Chen Yi turned his head to look at Qu Wuming, didn't speak, and pointed to the sword on the table.

Qu Wuming turned his head and saw the sword on the table, he didn't dare to believe that Chen Yi, a stingy ghost, would touch him, he tortured himself last night and didn't pull it out all night.

Qu Wuming didn't touch the sword, but looked at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi squatted on the stool with the rice paste in his hand and looked at Qu Wuming seriously

"You really just want to practice swords?"

Qu Wuming lowered his head and thought, Chen Yi didn't bother, and looked at him quietly.

After a while, Qu Wuming looked up at Chen Yi and said

"I don't just want to be a sword cultivator, I just want to be a monk, I can do anything. I don't want to just listen to Mr. Storyteller's lectures, I also want to see the scenery of martial arts. ”

Chen Yi couldn't imagine that a teenager would say such a thing, but from his sincere eyes, Chen Yi saw his dedication and yearning for martial arts.

"The rivers and lakes are not as simple as you think, you will die at any time, are you afraid?"

Qu Wuming shook his head and said firmly

"I have an older brother and a younger brother. ”

Chen Yi understood what he meant, and took out the knife score he had written silently and handed it to Qu Wuming.

"Are you not suitable for swords, sword practice?"

Qu Wuming was overjoyed and took the knife spectrum and replied excitedly

"Yes, yes. ”

Qu Wuming quickly knelt down and kowtowed

"The master is above, and he is bowed by the disciple. ”

Chen Yi jumped off the stool and lifted him up

"I'm the master of that sect, I'm not ten years older than you, and I don't practice swords, at most I can only lead you into the door to be a monk. The path of the knife can only be explored by yourself, or you can find a famous teacher. ”

Qu Wuming said absently

"A teacher for one day, a teacher for life, you don't recognize me as an apprentice, I recognize you as a teacher. ”

Looking at his determined gaze, Chen Yi was not struggling with him about this issue, Chen Yi knew that Qu Wuming was more stubborn than his donkey, so he was too lazy to do indifferent disputes, he could call it whatever he liked.

"Do you know how to read?"

Qu Wuming smiled awkwardly

"The village master's lecture is like reciting a scripture, and when he listens to it, he falls asleep, so he can recognize a few words and write his own name. ”

Chen Yi rubbed his forehead, completely speechless to this scoundrel, he was illiterate and wanted to practice martial arts, and he could only look at the great opportunity of the written record that day.

Chen Yi turned and walked out the door

"Find Qingyou to teach you. ”

Qu Wuming did not slack off at all, knelt down and looked at Qingyou

"Master, please teach me to read. ”

Chen Yi, who had just walked to the steps, heard this, his feet stumbled, and the whole person slipped off the steps. Then there was a flurry of swearing

Just cleaned up in the courtyard, the old man hurriedly came over to help Chen Yi Dao

"Chen Gongzi, will a character like you fall too?"

Chen Yi smiled awkwardly

"The country road is too slippery, stumbling, stumbling. ”

Then rubbing his ass and scolding and walking away.

Qing You's delicate face, which had just been conditioned by Chen Yi's medicine and food, heard Qu Wuming's voice, and the master immediately turned red like an apple, hot, and couldn't help but glance at Chen Yi leaving the direction.