"Huha....... Huha ......."

Early in the morning, the immature and rhythmic whirring of hundreds of people sounded over the Black Bear Ridge, which was the hunting team who had not gone out and led the boys in the village to practice martial arts.

From the initial excitement to today's habitual, the nerves of the people of Black Bear Ridge are gradually strengthening, and everyone seems to be more willing to see this kind of vigorous scene.

Lin Xiao also took a little bit to do morning exercises, and the master and apprentice practiced the boxing taught by Xu Lang, and they looked like each other.

After breakfast, Lin Xiao taught the piano for a while, and the master and apprentice went to the private school.

It's such a routine every day, and one big and one small are used to it.

On the way, they habitually counted the days, "Master, dad is gone......" The little guy counted with his fingers in the cotton gloves, "It's been four or ten days." ”

Lin Xiao couldn't hold back his laughter, and his mouth was a ball of white gas. "How long is four or ten days?" This kid is also interesting, but the calculation is accurate.

"Four ten days is...... Thirty-six days? "The little one is in trouble, and although he is smart, he is still a little tired of this arithmetic.

"Come, let's recite the ninety-nine multiplication table." Lin Xiao was not in a hurry to correct the little guy, but accompanied him to recite, and when the little guy recited to forty-nine thirty-six, he suddenly stopped and glanced at the master flatteringly. "I miscalculated."

Lin Xiao didn't say much, "How many are those four ten days?" ”

"It's the Forty Heavenly Master." The little guy looked flattering, "Master, I know, it's a month and ten days." ”

"Oh, is it a month and ten days?" Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Last month was October, how many days are there in October?" ”

The little guy snapped his fingers again, and then said with a bitter face: "There are thirty-one days in October, master, my father has been gone for a month and nine days." ”

Lin Xiao snorted with a frightened face, "It's all something I've learned, it's not serious, you say it yourself." What to do? ”

"Master, don't fight well, okay?" The little guy had a bitter face, "The master beat me yesterday, and my butt still hurts." "Yesterday he was naughty and dug up the earthworms he raised and stuffed them into a girl's neck. As a result, the little girl was scared to tears.

The master first accompanied him to the house to apologize, and bought delicious food for the little girl, and then ....... and then he was not well. I picked off my pants and took twenty rulers, not a slap or a ruler, and my buttocks were swollen. The master beat him up this time. They all cried.

Thinking of the little apprentice's little green buttocks, Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel distressed, but said stiffly: "It's good to know that it hurts, next time I prank myself, I will pick up my pants and beat it in the private school." The child, who is almost six years old, already knows shame, and the little guy hugged her leg and begged, "Master, don't beat in the private school, it's so ashamed." "When the time comes, the big guys won't laugh at him. When the little guy thinks of being beaten by the master and crying on the nose, the whole person is not good.

"Let's see if you're sloppy next time." Lin Xiao pinched his little red nose. "Be obedient and study hard, and the master won't beat you. Otherwise, hum ...... "full of threats."

The little guy nodded like pounding garlic, "Master, I must be obedient, if the master doesn't fight, won't he fight well?" ”

"Then it's up to you." One big and one small muttered and went to the private school.

The private school was built in the center of the village, next to the old ancestral hall. The master and apprentice were busy when they arrived at the place, the younger one was busy helping to clean up the house, and Lin Xiao went to check the homework left yesterday.

A busy day has started again. Most of the children were studying in private schools, so no one noticed that there were two uninvited guests in the village on this cold day. It's cold, and there are fewer people wandering the streets when it's okay.

Two people dressed like the descendants of a rich and noble family knocked on the dilapidated courtyard door of Shen Zhiqiang's house. The old lady of the Shen family became ill in the winter, lingering. Lang Rourou secretly came to see it twice, the old man was not good or bad, no matter how much he persuaded him, he refused to see the doctor, or Lin Xiao asked Lang Rourou to send some medicinal materials left by Xu Lang to treat the flu, which was much better.

But on such a cold day, the old man didn't get up even when he heard a knock on the door.

I don't know how many times the door of the courtyard was knocked. Shen Zhiqiang came out scolding, and when he saw that the door was a rich and noble person, he greeted him happily.

"Hello two masters." He smiled flatteringly, "Is there something wrong with the small home?" ”

The two frowned slightly when they saw Shen Zhiqiang, this person was definitely not the person they were looking for. Is this time going to be in the air again?

"I'll ask you personally. Xu Hanqing, have you heard of it? The two of them didn't talk nonsense, seeing Shen Zhiqiang shaking his head, he took out the portrait that he had carefully placed, "Oh, look, it's this person, recognize it carefully, have you seen it." The two also heard that there was a man living in the Shen family who was five points similar to the person they were looking for, so they deliberately came over.

"Xu Hanqing? I've never heard of it. Shen Zhiqiang muttered, and when he saw the person on the portrait, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't take it for sure.

It was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, a few strokes were very expressive, a stupid teenager, the whole painting was obviously very serious, but it seemed to be a little less angry.

"This man is a little familiar." After all, it is an ink painting, even if it is painted against me, there is a bit of a gap, not to mention that the real Xu Hanqing is a young fool, and there is too much difference between Xu Lang's gentle and jade-like temperament.

"Are you serious?" The two of them were very excited, "You have to look carefully. The two glanced at each other, and the murderous intent flashed in their eyes.

"It's a little familiar, I just can't remember where I've seen it." Shen Zhiqiang rubbed his chin in thought, but he thought in his heart, "What does this seemingly rich person suddenly do with Xu Lang?" What else did you say Xu Hanqing, cut, change your name and treat it as if you don't know it. Xu Lang and Lin Xiao, the two sluts, turned into ashes, and he also knew them.

"Think about it, where have you seen it?" The two of them seemed a little impatient, and one of them stuffed a small piece of broken silver, almost half a tael.

Shen Zhiqiang's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "This is really hard to think, I have traveled to many places in the north and south, and I really can't think of it for a while." He tossed the silver and pouted slightly, obviously too little.

The two of them held back their anger and did not flare up, and one of them stuffed another ingot of silver, which was a full ten taels.

Shen Zhiqiang's breathing was short, and he stared at the ingot of silver with wide eyes. Subconsciously, I want the lion to open his mouth wide. This time it's ten taels, and next time I won't have to take out fifty taels.

Since the two of them were sent out to do such a secret thing, they were obviously not ordinary clever, and as soon as they saw Shen Zhiqiang's face, they knew what he had in mind, and immediately sneered: "Brother, it's almost enough, don't take the life flower." One of them had a dagger in his sleeve exposed, and the cold light seeped through. (To be continued.) )