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Little Sage Village, outside the gate of the annex......

Nan Jia was hesitantly wandering at the door with a food box, his slightly round eyes glancing at the red courtyard gate from time to time, and his expression was slightly confused and dissatisfied. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After bringing the dinner of the two guests according to the instructions of the third master, Zhang Liang, Nan Jia came to the courtyard, and just wanted to push the door according to the previous habit, but hesitated in front of the courtyard.

Although Nan Jia is well-behaved in front of his master, he is not stupid. Maybe she didn't think so much about it when she went to get dinner at first, but when Nan Jia walked towards the other courtyard with the food box, she also reacted - the third master was deliberately supporting himself.

Therefore, when Nan Jia was carrying the food box and was about to push open the courtyard door, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: Will he come back too early?

Thinking of this, Nan Jia stopped, and for a while he was suffering from gains and losses: if the Third Master deliberately broke up with himself, would he have offended the Third Master if he came back early?

As a child who was adopted by Confucianism and lived in Xiaoshengxian Village since childhood, Nanjia cherished her current life and cared very much about the opinions of the three Confucian masters, if not praised, at least not to be criticized.

Even if the Third Master has always had a good temper and is not as strict as the head of the family, Fu Nian, Nan Jia does not want to offend the Third Master and have a bad feeling in the heart of the Third Master.

But soon, Nan Jia didn't worry about this problem anymore, because at this time, the door of the courtyard had been opened from the inside, and Zhang Liang walked out of the door.

"Third Master." Nan Jia hurriedly saluted.

Zhang Liang nodded and said with a smile: "Nanjia, I've worked hard for you, let's go in." ”

"Thank you, Third Master." Nan Jia glanced at Zhang Liang, who was still smiling, lowered his head and pushed open the courtyard door and entered the courtyard.

Seeing Nan Jia disappear behind the door, Zhang Liang walked out with a calm step, and walked around the corner, but he couldn't help but look back at the other courtyard again, and the gentle expression on his face turned into a bitter smile with a hint of helplessness: "Nan Jia...... Uncle Xun, is this also a coincidence? ”

The wry smile was fleeting, and the next moment, Zhang Liang once again became the dashing and confident young man, and then walked forward slowly and calmly, without looking back......

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...... in the annex

As soon as Nan Jia stepped into the courtyard, he saw Ah 13 greet him with a slightly surprised smile: "Sister Jia, you're back, Senior Sister and I are dying of hunger." ”

Looking at Ah Shisan's sincere and intimate smile, Nan Jia couldn't help laughing, and the cautious and polite manner in front of Zhang Liang just now seemed to have been forgotten all of a sudden.

And Yamamoto, who watched the two of them talking and laughing into the room, knelt down in front of the square table, put down the teacup in his hand, and was extremely relaxed.

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Outside Songhai City......

A tall, burly man with dark skin walked along the path in the woods, and the few shorter tufts of hair on his forehead stood up like needles, looking hideous and terrifying. And this man's face is rough and bold, with deep contours, sharp eyes, and a fierce gaze.

On his face and muscular body, there were many scars and tattoos, like the ghosts of purgatory.

Behind this man was a huge sword, all black, except for the blunt and heavy blade, the slender position of the spine, and the handle of the hilt, which was dark red, like the color of blood.

If Yamamoto were here, he would have recognized this man - Katsuchi, who was the first person Yamamoto fought in the world.

At this time, Katsuchi was walking along the forest path with a steady and powerful pace.

However, at this moment, a slightly incongruous aura suddenly appeared, and then suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Katsuchi frowned slightly, stopped, turned to look back, and a calm figure of a man appeared on the path in the forest, the sunlight projected down, turning into mottled light and shadow, spread on the ground covered with leaves and the man's body.

The man had black and white hair and pure white eyes.

Generally speaking, this man's appearance is quite peculiar, and when he looks up, he should be able to reach it at a glance, however, Katsuchi feels that although his eyes can see this man, there is an inexplicable force urging him to ignore him.

It's as if this man is nothing more than a pebble on the side of the road, and he doesn't deserve anyone's attention at all.

"Who are you?" Katsuchi looked at the man and asked.

"It has nothing to do with Your Excellency." The man replied lightly.

"I hope you really have nothing to do with me." Katsuchi said coldly, turned around and continued to walk forward.

No matter how weird this man looks, Katsuchi is confident that as long as this man attacks him, he will be able to sense it and make a strong counterattack.

However, after walking for a while, Katsuchi turned back again, his sharp eyes swept around, and the figure of this strange man had disappeared, leaving only the leaves to make a "whoosh" sound.

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In the past few days, Yamamoto and Ah Thirteen's life in the Confucian Little Sage Village has stabilized, although they are said to be guests, but now it seems that they do not need to socialize with the host.

This is probably Zhang Liang's arrangement......

As a result, Yamamoto and Ah 13 have been living a leisurely life in Confucianism these days, and even three meals a day are delivered regularly by Nanjia every day.

Moreover, Yamamoto and Ah 13 were not Confucian disciples, so they did not need to study Confucian courses.

Although this kind of life is not yet a place to stretch out your hands and eat to open your mouth, there is still a subtle feeling of being fed by Confucianism......

And Nanjia is the keeper's sense of sight......

However, for Ah Thirteen, even this kind of life doesn't seem to be easy, because ...... This fake senior sister now seems to be really fulfilling her senior sister's obligations and helping herself improve her strength.

To be honest, no one is unhappy about improving their strength, but when Ah 13 himself really stood in front of Yamamoto who was holding a wooden knife, Ah 13 felt that he was probably doing something very bad......

At least when looking at Ah Thirteen and Yamamoto who were facing each other like this, Shao Yu, who came to visit again, turned around and left.

In fact, because of the particularity of his own cultivation of internal strength, it is unlikely that Yamamoto will re-teach Ah Thirteen from the basics, and Ah Thirteen himself can be regarded as a bit of martial arts.

Therefore, Yamamoto chose the most direct method - actual combat.

Of course, strictly speaking, it is a simulated actual battle, but between Ah Thirteen is his own short sword, and when attacking, he also needs to do his best, for Ah Thirteen, it seems that there is no difference from actual combat.