With a "bang", the door of the firewood room was kicked open.

The calm Shu who was sleeping was also awakened at once. A woman in white looked at her expressionlessly.

"Let's go and meet in the courtyard."

Ling Jingshu quickly stood up and followed out.

In the courtyard, everyone was hurriedly looking for their team to stand. Calm Shu saw Jia Qi of Group A at a glance, and hurriedly ran over to stand next to her.

It's time. Aunt Wan was already standing outside the door. Seeing that the number of people in the team had decreased significantly, she nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go to the cafeteria"

Turn around and walk. Light footwork.

Group A moves forward first. But Group A, which is a group of ten, now has only nine people.

I wondered. But when I thought about it again, it became clear again.

I had breakfast in the cafeteria, a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns. There's something to eat. This made Ling Jingshu, who had been hungry for two days, very excited.

After finishing the morning, he followed the crowd all the way to a room. There was a woman sitting on the throne, in her twenties and thirties, who looked like a gentle woman. Dressed in a turquoise skirt, she showed off her beauty.

The late aunt hurried to the woman and bowed. Then he left.

Tell us about.

"This is the ghost doctor in the world, Jinqiu, you call her Aunt Qiu." At this time, there was already some restlessness below, "What, this is the ghost doctor Mu Qiu?" A woman who has learned medical skills, is not popular, and sets that rule, which can be described as a femme fatale. "The ghost doctor turned out to be the person who locked the Moon Pavilion" "She looks so gentle, how can there be a rule of saving one person and killing another, isn't it the world that is false?" ”

Mu Qiu sat on the seat with an expressionless face and sipped tea, as if the poisonous woman in these people's mouths was not her. Aunt Wan frowned. Cough.

"Ahem, alright. From today onwards, you will all be studying here in the morning. At noon, go and eat. Aunt Yue turned around and blessed Mu Qiu, and when she saw Mu Qiu nodding, she retreated.

"Find your own seat and sit down." Everyone was a little afraid of her, but they admired her medical skills, but Ling Jingshu's reaction was surprisingly fast. Pull Jia Qi to sit in the middle of the first row.

Since it is naturally a bit evil to call it a ghost doctor, otherwise it should be called a miracle doctor. It's the people of the Moon Lock Pavilion again, and we are the killers that the Moon Lock Pavilion wants to cultivate. I didn't ask us to learn medicine to help the suffering. That's poison!

If you use poison well, you can always save your life! This must be learned! Study hard!

"You don't have to call me Aunt Qiu, call me Jinniang, you are the last person I bring, and we are about to study together for two years. In the past two years, I will teach you the weakness of the human body with poison. But I have a few rules that I hope you will keep in mind," after speaking, he glanced at the people below and hinted at the warning, and then continued, "First, although I teach you things, I am not your master, and after you go out, you must not speak of me to anyone. Second, so I'll say it again, that is, I'll only teach you once, and it's up to you whether you understand it or not. Thirdly, there will be an exam in a year's time, but the student will no longer be studying this technique. After saying that, he took a sip of tea.

"Then let's get started"

Because she said that she would only speak once, everyone did not dare to be distracted, and they all listened attentively.

Ling Jingshu's biggest advantage is that she has the best memory. She first talked about the human blood path, and then after a class. Ling Jingshu had already memorized everything. But looking at the other people's facial expressions is distressed.

But Ling Jingshu likes it more and more the more she learns, it's really interesting.

At noon, after Ling Jingshu had eaten in the cafeteria, Aunt Wan came to pick them up and took them to the backyard. Learn martial arts.

Each of the eighteen martial arts has its own master.

There was a row of weapons in front of him. There is also his master in the back.

The most dazzling thing is the owner of the sword, who looks no more than twenty, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dazzling. It's just that the aura is too cold. But seeing his appearance, two-thirds of the people who chose him also accounted for two-thirds. Among them is Jia Qi.

Ling Jingshu chose the whip. It was an old man who taught the whip. The hair is already snow-white. Seeing that there were so many people who chose swordsmanship, he only occupied one Ling Jingshu here, and took Ling Jingshu away angrily.

"Hmph, isn't it just good-looking, these girls don't have eyes." The old man sat on a rock, grunting angrily.

Ling Jingshu was afraid that he would be angry and forget about himself, and she was also afraid that he would take his temper out on herself, so she hurriedly coaxed.

"Master, you see, there are some people who don't even have a choice. And you're not at a loss. Don't you still have me? The apprentices must study hard, beat dozens of them one by one, and fight for you. ”

"Hahaha, yes, what if you get more, not everyone has this talent." The old man suddenly laughed, and then was stunned again, "Girl, what did you call me just now?" ”

"Master"

"You're clever. We all only teach people and don't accept apprentices, but you're all called, and the old man likes you, it seems that you can't accept it, right? ”

Ha? It's a rule with Jinqiu again? Teach people things and don't accept apprentices?

Ling Jingshu hurriedly walked to the old man and knelt down, "Apprentice to meet Master"

The old man happily touched his beard, with a serious face.

"Well, do you know who the teacher is."

"I don't know" Ling Jingshu shook her head awkwardly, and complained, I am not an immortal, I have to know anyone if I see him.

"The teacher's name is Mo Laoqi, and when I was young, the brothers on the rivers and lakes looked down on the old man and called me the Divine Whip Seven. As a teacher, he is not the person who locks the Moon Pavilion, and he accepts you as an apprentice, and he doesn't know whether it is good or bad. As a teacher, you are the only apprentice, so you will definitely pass on everything you have. I hope that you are talented, occupy a place in this Lock Moon Pavilion, live a long life, and let you be a teacher. ”

"Yes" Then Ling Jingshu kowtowed three times, which can be regarded as an apprenticeship.

The old man didn't let me touch the whip first. Instead, stretch the tendons, press the legs, squat and step, punch, kick, and somersault

After this set, it is really back pain and leg cramps. Next is running.

After running, I was almost out of breath and tired to death.

Then there is the internal strength of the mind.

And I know. This is just the beginning, and it will be hell on earth in the future. You have to get through it one level at a time.

"The whip is not in a hurry. When you have a foundation for light skills and internal strength, it will be much easier to learn. "The next thing is light work, internal force and mental method. Tossed until it was almost dark. My aunt didn't come to pick us up. We went back to our room on our own.

Every day after that, I lived like this. My aunt didn't take us here and there anymore, and everyone walked according to their own schedule.

Later, I learned that the man who taught Jia Qi their swordsmanship was called Coldblood, and it was said that he was the number one killer of the Lock Moon Pavilion, and he was injured in a previous mission. The cabinet wore a shirt and let him recuperate at home. The so-called retreat is to come to teach us martial arts, and no longer go out to do tasks.

As the name suggests, people are indeed cold-blooded.

On the first day, almost everyone trained until dawn, and then we went back to wash up, and then went to Mu Qiu's for class. Because I didn't have a good night's rest. Everyone sat a little tired and drowsy.

Not all of them listened.

But Ling Jingshu was as tired as if she had been beaten with chicken blood. Tireless study.

And so the days went by.