Murda stayed in Merton's tent for three months. On weekdays, the brothers and sisters go out to practice during the day, and come back to the tent at night to teach the contents of the Murda Lam Hill in turn.

Since Moda couldn't move his legs, the first month was mainly about recuperating from his injuries and the content of Le Yang. Mo Zi taught almost all the musical instruments, from the small willow leaves to the chimes, and played the repertoire of various countries. Murda didn't know anything about music, but under Mozi's teaching, he was also a rough musician and knew how to appreciate it.

What fascinates Murda the most is a bamboo slip called "Tongko Kagura", which introduces various famous musical instruments from ancient times to the present day, and explains the stories that happened to these instruments. An instrument itself may not be entangled in time and time, that is history. Moda is fascinated by the history of these instruments, and is even more emotionally moved by the vicissitudes of things and people.

After a month, Murda's legs were moving. In the past month, in addition to continuing to use the Xugu Powder given by the Master every day, he has eaten beef and mutton and fresh milk with Merton. The fruitfulness of grassland life is not unrelated to their diet. Such a diet is excellent for the recovery of Murda's leg injury.

Although he couldn't make much movement, Meda was able to stand up and walk simply. It's cheaper than the well turtle, and he doesn't have to work every day to eat the food sent by Mo Dian. Mo Heng had an idea, and wanted to use it as an arrow target for Mo Da to practice bows and arrows. But where is Moda willing to go, although this turtle is stupid and slow, but after all, it is his first mount. In addition, it was sent by Mo Han, and he loved the house and Wu very much, as if he loved his son.

Mo Heng saw that this turtle was called the turtle son, and Mo Dazhi said that this was Mo Heng black him, so every time he saw Mo Heng, he said: Uncle Turtle is here again.

Mo Heng everyone dares to be black, but the only ones who dare not be black are Master, Mo Da and Mo Don. Master was the elder he admired the most, Merton was the hero he admired the most, and it was his black mouth that he feared the most. Every time the ink came dark, he was speechless.

Of course, fighting is fighting, and the relationship between Mo Heng and Mo Da is the best. For the next month, Mo Heng tirelessly taught Moda archery. Although he did not dare to call himself an archer, after a month, the target of movement within 100 paces of Murda was already 100 shots. Because Merton is the elder brother of the Descending Species, he is too busy to take care of Murda. But as soon as you have kung fu, you will teach a few unique marksmanship, and the most powerful thing is how to master parabolic archery.

In the last month, Merton took a special leave of absence to teach Meda riding at home. Murda's legs were healed by this time. In addition, he was also a fitness maniac in college, and he still has a lot of experience in muscle recovery.

Murda learned from Merton at night how to recognize horses, heal horses, and train horses, and practiced these knowledge during the day. Merton was a gift to the fifth brother, and with Murda's use of the method of painting memory, within a month Morton had mastered all the methods he had taught. Fortunately, it takes some time for Merton to dictate, otherwise from the words on paper, the ink will not reach an hour to become familiar with the text. With practice, Moda learns to ride without losing to any experienced rider. What is even more rare is the method of knowing and training horses. Out of a herd of 100 horses, Murda could tell at a glance whether the horses were of good or bad shape. No matter how fierce the horse arrived, it was also obedient to the crotch of Moda. Due to the short time of time, Meda only wrote down the knowledge and basic essentials of horse breeding and medicine, but did not practice it.

In the blink of an eye, March has passed.

During these three months, Murda fell asleep with the Ocarina given by Mohan, and Murda often used it to play the love songs of the Mozi Church. On the empty grassland, under the bright moonlight, Moda blew a song of admiration and longing.

Three months have passed, and the weather has changed from spring to summer. Shouyang Mountain is full of flowers, and Moda remembers a poem: When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes. But where is 'she'? Murda pulled out a small ocarina and played it again. I thought to myself: When you say you play the ocarina, you will come. Why don't you show up with me every day when I blow it?

As he was blowing, a head poked out from behind him.

Mo Da was startled, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be the Mo Han he had been thinking about for a long time! Mo Han looked at him with a grin, and that smile instantly illuminated every corner of his heart like sunshine. The irrepressible longing made Moda want to hug Mo Han, but he tried his best to control his emotions. looked at Mo Han's warm jade face and said

"Hello, Senior Sister Mohan."

Moda didn't know how to talk to his beloved for a while.

"Please don't call me Senior Sister, I look like a person who is dozens of years old. Let's call it Mohan. ”

Mo Han looked at him,

"Didn't Modi say that this Murda is very interesting? Why haven't you seen the wind of the grassland for a few months? ”

"But senior sister, you are a person who is dozens of years old, is it possible that you are not in your twenties this year, but how old are you?"

"You guy, I thought Senior Brother Merton had trained you better, why do you still love to bully others."

"But the ethics outline often has to be talked about, since the senior sister doesn't talk about these random rules, then I call you Mohan."

It was the first time that Mo Da called Mo Han's name, and he felt a little excited in his heart.

"Those so-called rules don't count at all in my opinion, I like to come to Senior Brother Merton's to drink mare's milk wine and eat roast mutton, and I can also talk to Sister Mozi about those mysterious things in the Western Regions, it's very interesting!"

"So what are you doing here? Looking for your well turtle? ”

"I got the order of Senior Brother Merton to find the butterfly flowers on the pasture, and now is a good time to make butterfly flower wine."

"Oh, brewing flower wine? I heard about it for the first time. How to brew it? ”

"Let's not talk about the butterfly flower wine, how about the well turtle I summoned for you?"

Mo Han said as he looked around for the well turtle.

"Hot sauce!"

Mo Da shouted loudly, and Mo Han burst out laughing, since the last time Mo Da set this unprecedented password, Mo Han was very amused every time he thought about it. Strange to say, I haven't seen him for a few months, but Mo Han often thinks of Moda's various sauces. By the way, I remembered this person.

They waited for a while, but the well turtle hadn't appeared yet, and Mo Han was a little puzzled, and said

"Are you bullying people? Why is the well turtle missing? ”

"I bullied it!? You don't know how much I spoil it, I let it eat most of the food I cooked, and now I have learned to be picky eaters, only eating meat, I have never seen such a greedy turtle. Now everyone says that this turtle is my turtle son, and you see, even I am involved. ”

"Trouble you? Haha

Mo Han instantly understood what everyone meant by ridiculing Mo Da.

"You're still laughing, it's all the well turtle you gave, don't say to solve the problem of public opinion, you're still laughing here!"

Murda feigned anger. Mo Han pretended not to hear, turned to look at Mo Da's ass and said

"Huh? Didn't you see Daddy Turtle's tail either? ”

After saying that, Ha Luha laughed, and he couldn't straighten up with a smile all the time. Mo Da looked at Mo Han's smile very happily, this person who was thinking about it was by his side now, and the smile of thinking about it was right in front of him, what could be a better gift than that? Murda couldn't help but fold her hands and bow to the sky.

Mo Han was puzzled and asked

"Father Turtle, are you a black ** out of the shell?"

After saying that, he laughed again. Murda smiled and looked at the beauty in front of him and thought, if only we could have the same feelings as Brother Merton and Third Sister, not in vain.

The two walked into the tent while joking, and saw the well turtle lying motionless under the table, and Mo Han almost didn't recognize it at first glance. I don't know how much delicious the well turtle has eaten, the turtle has grown slowly, and the well turtle has grown half of its weight in a few months. The thick neck, hands and feet made Mo Han think that he was wearing a cotton jacket.

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"How? I didn't lie to you, at first I was afraid that it would be too greasy to eat. Later, if you don't give me good food, you won't let me sleep. ”

Mo Han looked back and forth at the well turtle, and turned back to say

"Fool, the well turtle has already laid eggs, you see!"

Murda bent down to see a cyan egg pressed under the turtle's body.

Mo Han spoke to the turtle in secret language, and then picked up the turtle egg from under the turtle and gently placed it next to the fire, piled some sand around the turtle egg, and then poured some cold water.

"Look at this eggshell, there is a small white line on it, which means that it is a turtle egg that has been bred by male and female turtles, and there is a small well turtle waiting to be born in it. You fool, it's not winter, there must be something wrong with the turtle not moving, which is greedy. You see. ”

Moda looked under the turtle again, and all the fat had been pasted under the turtle as a protective film to keep the turtle eggs warm.

"The baby turtle must be warm and watery when it is born. Otherwise, it will be very difficult and slow for the baby turtle to hatch. ”

"No wonder the turtle has been hiding by the fire these days, giving it water to drink and knocking it all over to the ground."

"Yes, so that I can see the baby as soon as possible. Don't you want to see your grandson as a grandfather? ”

Mo Da didn't get angry when he heard Mo Han make fun of him, but laughed at himself

"I think it's my grandfather, this should be my turtle daughter."

After saying that, Ha Lu laughed. Seeing that Mo Da was so cheerful and open-minded, Mo Han felt that what she said was a little inappropriate, but the arrogance of the girl made her reluctant to apologize directly. So he said to Murda

"Let's pick some butterfly flowers together, I'll teach you how to make wine, let's go!"

After saying that, he pulled Meda and ran out of the tent.