- Mo Ye returned to the small kitchen and assigned a few trivial tasks to the servants, but she was still staring at the herbs when they were put into the jar. When the servants watched the fire, she left the kitchen.

When she passed the front yard, she saw Jiang Chao returning. Thinking of what the master had just said, she couldn't help but smile when she looked at Jiang Chao.

When Jiang Chao went out in the morning, he already knew that Lin Shan was ill, and one of his errands to the Ministry of Industry was to ask for leave on his behalf. At this time, he just came back, and when he saw Mo Ye looking at him, he smiled, and he always felt that something was wrong, what could make her happy like this at this time?

Jiang Chao hurriedly checked himself up and down, twisted his neck and looked behind him, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, and when he looked at Mo Ye again, he saw that Mo Ye had already restrained his smile.

"How is the gentleman?" Jiang Chao opened his mouth to ask, and secretly changed the sentence that directly said whether Lin Shan had recovered from his illness, and he himself felt that it was too unreasonable.

Mo Yewen said: "After taking the medicine, I sweated a lot, and the fever has subsided. ”

This response is similar to telling that he has been cured. Jiang Chao was relieved, his mood became active, and then he asked: "Then you are not happy to be like this, seeing me is like seeing a monkey, do I look funny in any way?" ”

When Mo Ye heard this, he thought of Jiang Chao twisting his neck to look behind him just now, and he snorted, but he couldn't hold back.

When the two returned to the hall together, Mo Ye told Jiang Chao, and Lin Shan speculated about him.

Jiang Chao had no choice but to spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I was really driven back, if Mr. wasn't there." I can also be the door god in the yamen. Master Shangshu, and there is a helpful Zuo waiter, the task assigned when I came back was to ask me to pick up Mr. back as soon as possible, which is simply embarrassing, and I am not Ye Zhengming. ”

Mo Ye poured Jiang Chao a cup of tea, and only said, "Uncle Chao, you haven't rested for more than a month, so you should rest for a few days." ”

Jiang Chao nodded, sighed and acquiesced, and then picked up the hot tea.

Mo Ye quietly watched him drink tea. I was thinking about it. Jiang Chao was staying by the master's side as a close attendant, and the official of the Ministry of Industry ordered him to come back, saying that he was on vacation, but in fact, he was not working?

It's time for lunch. Mo Ye went to Lin Shan's room to take a look. See he's still sleeping. He did not wake him up, but stepped out.

This family did not abide by the rules of the host and guest, and it was time for dinner. When the meal is ready, it is served, and there is no such thing as saying that whoever is absent has to wait for the rest of the people.

However, the people who usually ate at the same table were four less the day before yesterday, and today there was a lack of the most critical person in the family, and the spacious dining room was suddenly a little empty, and Mo Ye still couldn't ignore the cold atmosphere.

After quickly settling lunch, Mo Ye went to Chen Jiu.

The two little dolls snuggling up to each other on the inside of the bed are still so quiet, and they sleep when they are full, as if they have never made a fuss. Mo Ye sent a meticulous and rich meal, and when he was eating in Chenjiu, he talked about Lin Shan's situation, and Chenjiu was finally really relieved, and his appetite was obviously much better than in the morning.

Mo Ye resisted the urge to tease the two little dolls, just looked at them a few more times, and then packed up the dishes and withdrew. There was a servant waiting outside the door, Mo Ye handed the tray to the servant, took a warm and wet handkerchief and wiped the greasy on his hands, then carried his hands and walked towards his house.

As she passed by the vestibule, she saw Jiang Chao again, sitting under the cloister, carefully wiping a long sword with a burlap.

Mo Ye's footsteps slowed slightly, and a thought suddenly came out of his heart, and after hesitating, he turned around and walked towards Jiang Chao.

"Uncle Chao." Mo Ye approached and called.

Jiang Chao still lowered his head and concentrated on polishing his sword, but he just said "um", Mo Ye's footsteps were very familiar to him, and he had already noticed it, and he was not guarded.

However, when he didn't hear Mo Ye speak again for a long time, Jiang Chao finally stopped, raised his head and asked directly, "Is there something you want me to do for you?" ”

"It's not ......" Mo Ye hurriedly waved her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at the sword in Jiang Chao's hand, and said, "I just want to ask Uncle Chao to accompany Ye Er." ”

"Tricks?"

Jiang Chao felt a little surprised, thinking about it, he had lived in the same courtyard for so long, and he had never practiced with Mo Ye, so he didn't know why Mo Ye suddenly had this thought. But since he is a martial arts practitioner, he has no shortage of interest in learning from others, but if the opponent of the competition is Mo Ye, he has to think about it...... Jiang Chao looked at the long sword in his hand that was polished as a mirror by him, and then looked at Mo Ye with an expectant look, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Yes, but the sword has no eyes, and the movement is also big, so it has to be replaced with a wooden sword." ”

Mo Ye nodded.

After the destruction of the old house, Hayashi relocated to this residence in Kyoto, which is roughly in the shape of an inverted zigzag, the size of a vestibule, equivalent to a backyard and a side yard. The courtyard is built like this, in addition to making the eyes of people who walk in open, but also because this front yard is usually used as a martial arts training ground.

Mo Ye went to the corner room to take two wooden swords, stood against Jiang Chao in the vestibule, first made a few slow moves, moved his muscles and bones, and then the two of them gradually became a little intense.

In the afternoon, the washing and cleaning of the house were over, and a few servants were idle. In the past, when the host's family didn't call them, they just chatted together, and two handfuls of salted melon seeds and a pot of coarse tea were also an afternoon. There are people who have been boxing and practicing swords in the vestibule, and they have been watching for months, and there are always a few sets of fists and feet, which are extremely boring, but the servants can't learn it, so they are not interested in joining in the fun.

But today's exchange in the vestibule is very fresh, Jiang Chao has never fought with Mo Ye, and the servants in the house have naturally never seen each other, and they have attracted a few servants at the beginning. When Mo Ye and Jiang Chao got into a fight, even the handymen chopping wood in the kitchen put down their axes in the courtyard and came over to join in the fun. The two guards guarding the gate of the courtyard did not leave their posts without permission, but they couldn't help it, twisting their necks from time to time to look behind them.

Before the exchange, Jiang Chao secretly reminded himself. It's just a competition, you don't have to go all out. In the first dozen moves, the wooden sword seemed to be rusty in Mo Ye's hands, and the sword moves did not even meet the standard of fluency. In front of Jiang Chao, who was experienced in fighting, Mo Ye made several moves, stiff as a child who had just learned to walk.

However, after dozens of moves, Mo Ye was not defeated, but Jiang Chao inevitably added two percent more strength. Still, a fine sweat broke down on his forehead. Although the sword moves mastered by Mo Ye were thin. But Jiang Chao felt that every time he had a hard encounter with her. The power of her sword made him feel his forearms tingle slightly.

Jiang Chao expected that Mo Ye's sword swing move was stiff, most likely because of excessive force. The use of sword moves should be as flexible as a silver snake piercing clouds. Only people with knives. The strength will be so heavy. That's also because the knife is only sharp on one side and blunt on the other, which is not as balanced and easy to grasp as a double-edged sword.

With this in mind. The trajectory of the wooden sword in Jiang Chao's hand became more and more complex and changeable, and the speed of changing moves was also faster, avoiding Mo Ye's slash as much as possible.

However, what shocked him was that Mo Ye's sword, the strength had not changed, but the speed of changing moves was gradually catching up with his sword!

Once she mastered a new sword move, she was able to use it so quickly!

Jiang Chao gradually felt a little bad, this battle went on to one hundred and ten moves, and he had gone from only using thirty percent of his strength at the beginning to seventy percent of his current strength, but Mo Ye still showed no signs of weakness. The force of her sword would still make his forearm slightly numb, and the flexibility of her changing moves was slowly improving. If he dismantles a hundred moves like this, he may need to go all out and burst out with a killing move, but in that case, he will lose the meaning of fighting.

At that time, if there was a mistake in one move, he had no confidence that he would be able to completely contain it, even if he used a wooden sword, it would be difficult to guarantee that he would not cause bone breaks to Mo Ye.

Not only did Jiang Chao have this estimate in his heart, but a few feet away, under the corridor surrounding the vestibule, several servants were watching the excitement, and at this time, a trace of panic appeared in their eyes. They didn't know martial arts, and they just came to see the excitement at first, but they felt that the speed of the two people in the vestibule was getting faster and faster, and they were also a little excited when they saw it, but when a trace of air flow brought by Mo Ye's sword blade cut diagonally and scraped on their faces, they were shocked.

When they were just blown in the face by the thin and sharp air current, they didn't pay much attention to it, they just thought that the wind had lifted the stagnant water from the rubble on the roof, and it was a little cool on their faces. It wasn't until the air flow flew into their eyes that they realized the dangerous breath. A few servants did not dare to continue watching, and retreated in a daze, leaving a few servants who were obsessed with the final victory to stay where they were, but they either avoided behind the pillars of the corridor or put a basket on their heads.

Mo Ye was unaware of this kind of crisis, to be precise, she was enjoying it at this time. She knew that Jiang Chao was letting her at first, but at this time she didn't know that Jiang Chao was unbearably supportive. She just clearly felt that the qi and blood around her body were jubilant, and the thirteen veins were almost all opened, and at the beginning she secretly moved the strength of the Qianzhao Sutra around her body, and the power was still a little unable to keep up with her sword-swinging movements, but after more than a hundred moves, the cooperation between this internal force and the external move almost reached the harmony of two into one.

At this time, she would never think of stopping.

- Although she already felt Jiang Chao's retreat.

In desperation, Jiang Chao could only change his moves, the blade of the sword was slightly off, and the angle of the attack was concentrated on the position where Mo Ye held the sword.

Mo Ye quickly sensed Jiang Chao's intentions, and the corners of his mouth were so fast that it was difficult for people to notice a smile, and said secretly: I want to take my sword, and see whose sword leaves first. With this thought, Mo Ye's sword blade also shifted from its original trajectory, and the sword hilt approached Jiang Chao.

This kind of provocative battle lasted for dozens of moves, and Jiang Chao almost kept retreating in order to avoid direct contact with Mo Ye on the blade. In the spacious front yard, the pace of the two of them unconsciously walked four times along the edge of the courtyard. Originally, there were six servants in the cloister who were watching, but now three more ran away, for no other reason, this exchange is getting closer and closer to an entanglement war, not to mention the danger of onlookers, but also dizzy.

While Jiang Chao was constantly regressing, he was actually on the watch, and sure enough, when he was close to three hundred moves, he saw a flaw in Mo Ye's sword moves. Although he didn't have the confidence to defeat her, he could make her abandon the sword, and it would be considered a goal.

The thought flashed in his heart, and the sword in Jiang Chao's hand pulled a sword flower with a very extreme angle, which was the strongest skill he had taken out to practice swords for more than ten years. Although Mo Ye's sword move flexibility has gradually improved in the competition, it is extremely difficult to surpass this kind of kung fu foundation that has been tempered for more than ten years in a short period of time. Sure enough, when Jiang Chao's sword blade was about to slide into the tiger's mouth of the hand where she held the sword, she quickly let go of her hand.

This was what Jiang Chao expected, and it also made him secretly relieved in his heart, and the subsequent sword moves were subconsciously much slower.

However, he could never have imagined that Mo Ye let go of the sword, not to abandon the sword, but to throw the sword. She leaned back on one knee, and while avoiding Jiang Chao's stabbing sword, the wooden sword stayed in the air for a while, and then changed from her right hand to her left hand, changing her sword with two hands to compensate for her jerkiness in swordsmanship. The thrown sword flipped in the air without obstacles, and landed on Mo Ye's left hand, like a spirit snake, he turned his head and chased after Jiang Chao's wrist.

Jiang Chao's eyes widened slightly when he saw this, an old tree bent over, his feet still nailed to the spot, and the whole person seemed to fall backwards to the ground, avoiding Mo Ye's sword blade. However, the sword in his hand could no longer be held, and he threw it out without hesitation.

He didn't want to hurt Mo Ye in this fight, and he didn't want to hurt his wrist. As Lin Shan's guard, unless he is duty-oriented, he usually protects himself so that he is in the best condition at all times, which is also one of his duties.

After abandoning the sword, he did not roll over, but in a rather embarrassed-looking posture, he rolled sideways on the ground, avoiding the front shrouded by Mo Ye's edge, and dodged to the side.

Mo Ye picked up Jiang Chao's sword, and there was a desire to burst out in his heart, and he wanted to chase a sword. But at this moment, a loud noise came from the side of her ear, reminding her in time that it was enough to stop!

Mo Ye's body stiffened, he took a deep breath, the sword flower in his hand flew over, the blade of the sword fell sharply, and the residual strength of the sword body dragged a wooden sword, which actually went deeper than an inch along the gap in the floor tiles.

The wooden sword that she picked up was even more terrifying, flying sideways to the corner of the eaves, like an axe, cutting into the wood of the eaves. After all, it was a wooden sword, and in terms of the hardness of the material, it was not comparable to the wood used to build the house, and although it was cut with great force, it did not cut off the entire corner of the house.

But despite this, the power of that sword still shook a large area of rubble. Gray crumbles fell like hailstones, and if it hadn't rained in the morning, this half of the vestibule would have been dusty and foggy.

Mo Ye, who looked back and saw this scene, her heart suddenly hung up, she knew that she had missed out on it, but she never expected that the master would walk out of the corridor at this time.

Seeing a large piece of broken tiles falling in front of him, Lin Shan frowned, and his eyes fell on Mo Ye through the broken tiles: "Messing around again?" ”…… (To be continued......)