- Until a year ago, Wu Shu suddenly took the initiative to find Mo Ye, and although he still didn't agree to teach her the practice of external exercises, his decision had changed a lot.

On the basis of the original internal exercises, he wanted to teach Mo Ye the trick of receiving hidden weapons.

But he just taught her to pick it up.

Wu Shu still refused to teach Mo Ye the slightest offensive move, and even the trick of throwing hidden weapons was ignored when he taught Mo Ye to receive hidden weapons, and he did not reveal them at all.

At that time, it was the second year that Mo Ye lived a silent practice life every day, and her heart was already much calmer than at the beginning, and she no longer wantonly tried to change Wu Shu's decision, and chose to obey first.

Because this was the only exercise that Wu Shu was willing to add to her, she studied very hard and practiced very hard. In addition to Wu Shuhui coming to her every few days to practice, she also figured out the method of falling leaves and flocks, that is, in the leaves of the colony, or among the sparrows, only one target was caught.

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In the course of this year's practice, Mo Ye was loved and hated by two types of people.

There are troubadours who can often see a shadow dancing among the fallen leaves, and inspiration comes to compose poems. However, when they wanted to get closer and take a closer look, they always missed an arm with the dancing leaf beauty.

Later, these poets gradually figured out a truth, maybe it is better to look at it from a distance than to see it from a distance, or maybe it is a wonderful person who loses its charm. They watch from a distance, and they can always hold this ethereal and agile feeling, and the wonderful people can also come from time to time, and the dancing posture is really natural.

Children in the countryside of Kyoto, on the other hand, hate being alone.

She always appeared when they were luring and hunting birds, dispersing their long-awaited prey, but the child king, who played with the strongest slingshot among them, did not hit her once, and could not punish her.

Although she later offered to help them catch birds, she only caught one at a time. Although an undamaged bird is very pleasing to the girl. But where is the enough for a bunch of their children to relieve their boredom? And everyone's hobbies are the same, and the opinions are clear, and they prefer the sense of accomplishment when they shoot a bird straight down from a branch with a slingshot.

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When Wu Shu practiced with her, she tested her adaptability, and when she practiced in the flock of larches, she practiced more than 1,000 times in hundreds of days, and although she honed her basic skills, she condensed and polished her eyesight and hand-eye coordination to a height that should not be underestimated.

For her progress, Wu Shu can already feel it in the process of training with her.

But Wu Shu only has these feelings. And happy to see Mo Ye's hard work, but ignored a problem. In fact, the most primitive sprout of martial arts moves originated from daily labor. This kind of skill will also follow the law that diligence makes perfect, and martial arts is created by human wisdom, so when you are proficient to a certain level, you can get a glimpse of the subtlety and self-taught.

Wu Shu didn't teach Mo Ye the trick of projecting hidden weapons. Wouldn't Mo Ye learn it on his own? Although she verbally had no objection to Wu Shu's decision, when the practice tasks assigned by Wu Shu were easily completed by her, her mind began a new operation.

Wisdom comes from labor, and as long as the human mind is still alive, even in the daily routine activities, the know-how can occasionally be glimpsed.

When the bamboo basket carried by Mo Ye's forearm was crumpled into pieces by her. Although Wu Shu stood more than ten steps away, he already faintly felt that something was wrong when he saw this scene. Fortunately, he ran faster than Mo Ye and dodged most of the bamboo flying needles. But Mo Ye won by quantity, and he could still make a few moves in Wu Shu.

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It has been three years since I first started practicing.

Although the content of Mo Ye's practice is mostly cross-kneeled and exhaling, there is a "Qianzhao Sutra" meridian that mobilizes qi and meridians to warm and nourish the limbs and hundreds of remains. In addition, she has never stopped simple movement exercises such as long-distance running, mountaineering, and boxing to hone her physical fitness and bones. At the age of thirteen, she has completely changed from when she first entered Beijing three years ago, both in height, physical and mental.

Three years ago, she didn't even have the strength to chop meat and bones with a kitchen knife. Now, although she is not a cook, in the backyard of Cheng Xu's grocery store, the doll tied with straw rope for Mo Ye to punch will be replaced in less than half a month.

These physical exercises also increased Mo Ye's appetite, but Song Zhai's food has always been responsive to her needs, and even took the initiative to supply the best ingredients. This is because of her identity in the Song Mansion, which has also changed a lot in the past three years.

In the past three years, Ruan Luo, the young master of the Song family, who originally had a task assigned by Wang Zhe and needed to serve carefully, accepted Bai Tao, the eldest girl of the Song family, as her cousin after taking over the property in the name of Master Song. Because Master Song had the intention of accepting white peaches as a righteous daughter before his death, most of the servants in the palace had heard of this, so it was reasonable for Ruan Luo to do this.

And subsequently, Ruan Luo accepted Mo Ye as his sister-in-law. He did this, not only because Mo Ye had a lot of friendship with his brother-in-law Wang Zhe and another sister-in-law, Ye Nuonuo, but also because the thirteen-year-old Mo Ye was already very feminine, and he could no longer dress up as a scholar boy as he did when he was ten years old.

In order to maintain the reputation and identity of other people's girls' families, Ruan Luo simply promoted Mo Ye to the second miss of the Song Mansion - in fact, most of it was because he had a good impression of this woman who was a little unpredictable.

In short, with such a good living environment as support, Mo Ye's days of practice, unless she is not determined, she will not encounter any major problems.

In the past three years, in addition to laying a relatively solid foundation in kung fu, Mo Ye's height has also risen a lot, and on the surface, his body is close to that of an ordinary fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. In fact, her body growth ratio is narrow waist and long legs, her complexion is fair and translucent, her body is slightly plump, but there is not the slightest excess fat, and her legs and arms are elastic and tenacious.

Mo Ye's height three years ago was only about the elbow of Wu Shu, and now the top of her head can touch Wu Shu's shoulder, but it is still a little worse.

It was also in the recent period of time that Mo Ye thought about a problem, a person with a long body like Wu Shu was not suitable for being a latent scout, because his body was too tall and it was not easy to shrink. But it could be because of his face problem. You can only choose a profession that is more convenient for hiding your tracks at night, right?

Mo Ye followed closely behind Wu Shu, who had long been accustomed to walking quickly, and she was jumping behind him, not because of the child's naughtiness, but because she wanted to take off the bamboo strips on Wu Shu's hair, but with her height, her hands were a little out of reach, and Wu Shu's steps were wide, if she only walked at the speed of walking, she would be a little unable to keep up. For these reasons, she walked so strangely at this time.

And think of issues like height and occupation. Mo Ye couldn't help but ask: Uncle, what will you do after you retire?

This question. Mo Ye also asked a few days ago, but Wu Shu did not give an answer at that time. It's not that he refuses to answer, but his attitude towards this question is very indifferent, and he doesn't want to pay attention to Mo Ye at all.

At that time, Mo Ye didn't ask him any questions, she was only unprepared for this question. But again today, she asked. I really hope that Wu Shu can give a reply, because this is not only a question, but may also involve the direction of his life in the second half of his life. After all, it is impossible to achieve the age of two temples.

When Mo Ye asked Wu Shu like this for the first time, he only reminded him first, and it was now. He's been thinking about it for so long, he should have an answer, right?

However, Wu Shu still did not answer.

He didn't even turn his head sideways, attitude at this time. As a few days ago, he still looked like he didn't want to pay attention to Mo Ye on this issue.

Mo Ye hesitated for a moment, then asked again.

Wu Shu still has no response.

Uncle! After waiting for a while, Mo Ye, who still didn't get a reply, suddenly stopped, Are you angry with me. Because I just plotted against you?

Plotting should be done in the dark, or behind the back. Wu Shu finally spoke, but he was speaking at the same time. And you didn't stop, you were above board.

He seemed to be complimenting Mo Ye, but Mo Ye could clearly hear the sarcasm in his tone.

Although she used the bamboo strip as a hidden weapon just now, she did throw it in his face, which did not conform to the convention of using hidden weapons, but it was like the habit of throwing mud balls at each other when children were fighting.

Fortunately, those bamboo strips were used for basket weaving, and the shapes were all curved, losing the sharpness of the straight thorns. Of course, Mo Ye also expected this, so he let go of playing with Wu Shu. If she was holding a handful of sharpened thistles, even if she believed that Wu Shu would be able to dodge it, she would not let it be thrown at him.

Wu Shu's words made Mo Ye slightly stunned, and then she concentrated, and she was a little behind Wu Shu, and she began to sprint towards him.

Feeling the wind on the back of his neck, Wu Shu's hand hanging down his side was slightly raised, ready to take it. Thinking that although this girl's fist contains some strength, she will not use any tricks at all, and she can easily restrain her as long as she holds a few soft points in her joints, the corners of Wu Shu's mouth are quietly hooked.

However, when Wu Shu felt that the wind was being bullied very closely, he suddenly realized that these counterattack moves he had prepared seemed to be ineffective, because this girl didn't want to use force against him at all - then she was still rushing so hard?

Only in such a slight trance, Wu Shu felt a faint aroma penetrate into his nose slightly, and at the same time, the back shoulders sank, and his neck was already being held, but the other party's arm did not exert the kind of force that wanted to break the neck.

Wu Shu's shoulders tensed extremely tight for a moment, but quickly relaxed.

Mo Ye's warm and soft body leaned on Wu Shu's back, and it was tightly attached, like that, that feeling, like a skin that couldn't be shaken off.

Her legs were stuck around Wu Shu's tight-fitting waist, and the soles of her feet were hooked in front of his abdomen, like two strands of rope tied in a dead knot there. Her arms were wrapped around Wu Shu's neck from back to front, and her head was next to Wu Shu's shoulder, very close to his ear. As she spoke, Wu Shu could feel the warm air she exhaled, hitting his ears.

Mo Ye happily exclaimed: How? Does it count me as sneaking up on you now? And it worked!

She was so close to a man, but she didn't feel blushing and heartbeat at all, just like when Wu Shu held her on the city wall three years ago, and felt at ease and natural when she was high and high in the palace, this is not because she is not ashamed, but she really only treats Wu Shu as an uncle and as her relatives.

One side of her soft-skinned forehead, because she was too close, rubbed the half of Wu Shu's stump on her face that was sewn by Liao Shimiao's hand more than ten years ago.

Although Wu Shu's tone is still calm, he is so close to a girl who has just sprouted youth. His heart can't help but throb a little.

Go down. Wu Shu opened his mouth, in order to hide the soft feelings in his heart, the tone of his voice suddenly became very cold and hard, girl, be reserved.

Oh...... Mo Ye hesitated for a moment, and finally loosened the tight grip on Wu Shu's body with his limbs. The figure she slid down from Wu Shu's back was soft and smooth, just like a drop of water falling on a lotus leaf, and it slid down the leaf without sticking to it.

Mo Ye no longer walked behind Wu Shu, but parallel to him. Even if Wu Shu took an open step, he took two steps. She had to take three steps, and she insisted on keeping pace with him.

Walking side by side for a while, Mo Ye did not speak again. Wu Shu turned his head slightly, glanced at Mo Ye, and suddenly asked: What else do you want to ask?

Mo Ye's heart moved when he heard this, and he secretly thought: It turns out that he didn't ignore it, but actually listened to my words in his heart.

And just as she was about to speak. She saw that there were a few bamboo strips on Wu Shu's fluffy slightly curly hair that was somewhat similar to her, and she couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

Wu Shu caught Mo Yedi's gaze, reached out and touched the top of his head, plucking a few hard stubbles. He didn't have to look to know what it was.

It's good to make you smile. Wu Shu said lightly.

He hesitated for a moment, then untied the cloth that bound his hair and turned his fingers into a comb. He turned up his hair and shook off most of the bamboo strips hanging between his hair, and then, as usual, he tied his hair into a bunch and tied it tightly behind his head with a cloth band.

When Wu Shu did these things, it took a very short time. And when he's done. Lowering his arm, he said calmly: I also came here today last year. Seeing you crying, I'm leaving, you're much better this year.

Mo Ye thought of worshipping the master in her heart, and her eyes couldn't help but dim slightly, but from Wu Shu's words, she vaguely realized that Wu Shu didn't ignore the scum on his head, but deliberately kept it to amuse her, and she felt warm in her heart.

Removing the melancholy in his heart, Mo Ye looked sideways at Wu Shu, and said with a smile: Obviously you saw the girl crying, you actually turned around and left, do you know that the right thing to do is to step forward and comfort a few words? How can you please a woman like this? Do you want to marry a little lady in the future!

Wu Shu suddenly reached out and touched half of his face with a different color, and his eyes were thoughtful: My appearance, only you are not afraid at all.

When I just said the look, I don't mean your looks, but your personality. Mo Ye sighed like an old master teaching a dull student, and then said: I know that your temper is already like this, and it may not be able to change it, but when you have a wife in the future, at least you still have to find a book to practice on the battlefield.

Uncle was taught. Wu Shu picked the corners of his mouth, and it was rare to be obedient.

But he quickly refuted again: You 'borrowed' this from Xiao B, Xiao B's ideas are always very special, but you have to keep your distance from him, and girls don't follow his example.

The Xiao Yi he talked about naturally refers to Shi Yi, who returned to Beijing for less than half a year after three years of study. After the two were introduced to each other by Mo Ye, the middleman, in less than a month, they have become more acquainted. Shi Yi has a very good personality, and often has many novel ideas, but in the face of strangers, the degree of adhesion is very high.

Facing Wu Shudi's reminder, Mo Ye pursed his lips disapprovingly, and said casually: I learned a little from him, and I learned a little from Brother Ruan, in fact, most of them are still learned from you, neutralize it, and there will be no problem at all.

When she said this, she also slandered Wu Shu in her heart: What does it mean that you are praising Shi Yi and asking me to keep my distance from him?

Wu Shu didn't answer what Mo Ye had just said, and he seemed to be ignoring it again.

The atmosphere cooled down for a moment, and Mo Ye also put away his joke. The topic turned back, and she returned to the question she asked at the beginning, and after a moment of silence, she asked again seriously: Uncle, my previous question was not casually, but I wanted you to seriously consider your plans to make a living for the rest of your life. I think that even if you have the heart to serve the court, and your superiors will receive your heart, you still have to consider the problem of the urging of time.

At this point, the meaning of her words has been expressed very directly.

Wu Shu finally spoke: I know.

After a moment of silence, he asked again: What do you mean by 'retirement' in your previous words?

Retire...... Mo Ye hesitated. In fact, she also felt a little unfamiliar with this word, because as Wu Shu said when he commented on her just now, this word was also borrowed by her from Shi Yi.

He explained that 'retirement' is a term used in some special occupations, that is, the age of the practitioner has not yet reached the age of aging, but for some special occupations, it has reached a level of age that can no longer be competent, and must leave from this position, but can be transferred to some other jobs.

He seemed to be talking exactly about me. Wu Shu's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Mo Ye, you talked to him about me? -