In the courtyard, Da Lang was consulting Zhang Qiu with knife skills.

Da Lang really came to learn things, especially after the Battle of Quyang, he began to be crazy obsessed with martial arts, and after following Chen Mo to Qingzhou, it was not that Chen Mo didn't want to take him out, but that Da Lang didn't work hard every day, or pestered the county lieutenant and Gong Cao to learn martial arts, that crazy energy, even Chen Mo, who was already working hard, was a little amazed.

In the past, Chen Mo would feel that Chen Mo was wasting time when he stood on the pile to practice calligraphy, but the current Dalang is much crazier than Chen Mo at the beginning.

"Da Lang, eat together?" Chen Mo opened his mouth to greet him.

"Wait!" Da Lang looked at the sky and shook his head, the time has not yet come, he has a fixed time to eat every day, and he doesn't know who taught him.

A ring-headed knife doesn't dance very fast, just repeating the action of chopping, but Chen Mo knows very well that the weight of a ring-headed knife doesn't seem to be heavy, but it is extremely difficult to continue slashing like this, and if you don't use it properly, it will even hurt yourself.

"Childe, the meal is ready!" Juan'er trotted to Chen Mo's side and bowed.

"Wait a minute, I may not have practiced stick art for a long time, so let's practice it and eat together for a while." Chen Mo shook his head, the time he came to Qingzhou was quite fulfilling for Chen Mo, studying, making friends, and his life was very different from before, but sometimes, Chen Mo would feel an inexplicable emptiness in his heart, what this emptiness was, he didn't know, but when he saw Da Lang today, Chen Mo suddenly figured it out.

That feeling before.

Although the hometown is busy, but play with partners every day, although the food is not full, but everyone together is very lively, but now, the teacher treats himself as a kiss, but there is a meal etiquette, the master and apprentice each have a table, kneel on it, each eat, after eating, get up and leave to rest, although the food is good, but there is no taste of the past.

found a wooden stick from the weapon rack, Chen Mo also practiced stick skills every day, but it was not like Da Lang, he practiced martial arts for two hours every day, half of which was still hard work, and Chen Mo really couldn't catch up with Da Lang in terms of martial arts.

The two of them didn't speak, and they practiced like this until after dark, and then stopped.

"Happy!" Da Lang shook the ring knife in his hand and accurately inserted it upside down on the weapon rack.

"Bells and whistles." Chen Mo stood on the wooden stick on the weapon rack, shook his head and said with a smile, this kind of action, he can't do it at his current level, and he will be a little envious in his heart, and unconsciously, Da Lang seems to surpass himself in martial arts.

"Childe, ...... for food" Juan'er leaned over and said to Chen Mo.

"Let's eat right here." Chen Mo smiled.

"You are now in a noble position, is it not polite to eat like this?" Da Lang came out with a sea bowl bigger than his head, looked at the food box that Juan'er was carrying, and shook his head.

"Etiquette is this thing, after a long time, it feels like being in prison, and it's very boring." Chen Mo sat on the ground with Da Lang, opened the food box, and looked at the exquisite pastries inside, as well as preserved fruits and preserved meat, and could clearly hear the sound of Da Lang swallowing saliva.

"Let's eat together." Chen Mo put down the food box, held his bowl and said, "Although it is not polite, but from childhood to adulthood, we seem to eat like this, and there is nothing wrong with it." ”

"Your identity is different, you're a son now." Da Lang unceremoniously took a piece of meat into his bowl, put the bowl to his mouth, opened his mouth, pulled the chopsticks into his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it, the mouth seemed to be stuck with the bowl, and the rice in the bowl did not seem to be separated.

"This is the strength of my teacher, and it is not my ability." Chen Mo ate in one bite, not heroic, but he didn't have much sven, just finished eating what was in his mouth and then clamped it.

"Do you know why I'm so desperate to practice martial arts?" Da Lang stopped the action of chopping rice, and asked vaguely while chewing.

"It's about the same as me, I don't want to be so powerless anymore, I don't want to be bullied." Chen Mo looked at the dim sky and muttered to himself.

"I'm not afraid you'll be angry." Da Lang smacked his lips and said: "Actually, sometimes I think, if I had the same ability as you at the beginning, would I be as valued by celebrities as you now, or will I directly replace you?" ”

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at Da Lang with some surprise: "Why do you want to say this to me?" ”

"I don't know, it's more comfortable to say, after all, I can have today, and it depends on you, there are some villains who think like this, I want to be a hero who stands up to the sky." Da Lang lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"I've been learning from my teacher lately, and what the teacher has been telling me recently is a little different from what I thought." Chen Mo pondered: "It seems that everyone is like this, if people who have nothing to do with themselves can be rich, they will be envious, but if the people close to them suddenly become rich, they will be jealous, this is a bad root, everyone will have it, but not everyone can admit it, from this point of view, you are more upright than most people." ”

"Learning, and this?" Da Lang looked at Chen Mo in amazement, he always felt that this learning was not the same as he imagined.

"And what do you think it is?" Chen Mo looked at Da Lang curiously.

"Reading every day, reading and then still reading, these days I cut you for not reading much, and I thought you were slacking." Da Lang thought for a moment.

"That's all there is to the book, a book of 10,000 words, you can recite it in three or two days, but it's one thing to memorize, and it's another thing to understand the truth in it." Chen Mo shook his head, as if he had thought so before.

"Can you recite a book of 10,000 words in three or two days?" Da Lang turned his head to look at Juan'er and said, "I remember Juan'er told me that it is extremely powerful for ordinary people to be able to read through a book of 10,000 words in three or five days, and you can recite it?" ”

"I don't know, it's pretty much the same, I usually read through it twice, and I can remember it." Chen Mo thought for a moment.

Juan'er: "......"

Dalang: "I haven't read, don't lie to me." ”

"Anyway, I am." Chen Mo shook his head, he has read more books, and his memory seems to be getting better and better, he didn't have this ability at first, but recently he has it, how other people read, Chen Mo really doesn't know, Tang Yuan and they don't seem to be willing to share their reading experience with themselves.

"Okay, I have said what I need to say, and my heart is much happier." Da Lang didn't pay much attention to the matter of reading, waved his hand, put the empty bowl on the ground, and lay on his back and said, "Do you blame me?" ”

"I don't know." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It's still a little, after all, I'm so good to you, if it's not weird, it's impossible, but if you can say it so frankly, that anger is suddenly gone." ”

"If you don't blame you, then I will continue to keep it, and if you become an official in the future, I will help you kill people!"

"Why do you want to be an official and kill people together?"

"Isn't it all like that?"

"Of course not."

"But when I saw Zang County's order to kill, it was simply done."

"It's different!"

There was a scorching heat in the midsummer night breeze, Chen Mo felt that he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time, and the two chatted about some memories of the past, letting the wanton laughter blend into the night breeze......