Wang Erhu looked at Nangong Le and knew that something was wrong with this little guy, but he always didn't say anything, just stood dumbfounded, his eyes glancing everywhere. Don't leave, don't sit down. This is not good, his father died in an operation, and his mother is also busy in the bureau, so he has no time to take care of him, if it weren't for his own (shēn) has good qualifications, and he was left in the bureau by the director, I don't know what will happen now, and he will definitely be even more withdrawn if he goes on like this.

"Are you looking for Xiaohan Xiaoru?" Wang Erhu already knew that when he took Xiao Ru to the supermarket, Xiao Ru had already told him everything in the sub-bureau (qíng).

One of the things that made her the most proud was defeating a guy named Xiaole, who always challenged them when he heard that he was fine, and was finally defeated by the two of them with a spell, and he was a very fun guy.

"No, no." Nangong Le became popular in an instant, he knew that the guy in front of him was Xiaohan Xiaoru's brother, and he also knew that he was the only one who could be Xiaohan Xiaoru's parent at present.

"It doesn't matter, they've been talking about you for the past two days, you're good friends!" Wang Erhu sorted out the storage bag in his hand, and there were really enough medicinal materials in it.

"Well, we're friends!" Xiao Le showed a rare smile, but there was some stiffness, which had not appeared at all since his father's death. It makes people feel distressed, but he is not much older than Xiaohan Xiaoru.

"You know what? You are even luckier than Xiaohan Xiaoru, you have at least met your father and accompanied (ài) your mother, but the two of them have not even met their parents, they have no mother when they were born, and their eyes have not opened at that time! Dad didn't have it at that time. Wang Erhu had never said these words in front of others, and even he didn't dare to mention the words father and mother in front of Xiaohan Xiaoru.

"Really?" Nangong Le lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Erhu didn't persuade too much, a good father is a great existence in a child's heart, this existence cannot be replaced by anyone, and only he can get out of the pain of loss. Although he is more fortunate than Xiaohan Xiaoru and has a mother, he is saddened by Xiaohan Xiaoru, because the person in his memory is gone. But Xiaohan Xiaoru's memory does not have those two people who are very important to them, and even they don't know that they have parents, the first thing they learn is their brother, not their parents; So it's not that painful.

People always have to look forward and be able to live in their memories blindly, which will only make life more painful.

Nangong Le is a smart child, and he quickly figured it out, although it still has an impact, but at least he doesn't have the previous dead spirit, and he began to help Wang Erhu sort out the medicinal materials. Although he was doing a disservice, Wang Erhu didn't care, as long as the boy could recover and no longer be dull, it would be the most meritorious thing (qíng), and the rest was not very important.

It was late at night, although I didn't know why there was only a half-dead rabbit and two men, one big and one small, but Nangong Le still felt that this meal was very happy, especially Wang Erhu actually left him behind, and explained to him a lot of cultivation knowledge, which he couldn't learn in the bureau.

"Then again, isn't there anyone in the bureau who can teach Xiaole? Cultivation has already reached the sixth level of Qi cultivation, and there are still so many problems left. Wang Erhu was a little angry, isn't this misleading?

"You don't know this, Nangong Shou is the only sword cultivator in the bureau, after he sacrificed, there will be no one to teach Xiao Nangong, this kid is also very well-behaved, he refuses to leave his mother, so he accompanies his mother in the bureau. So the director dismissed the idea of sending him to the General Bureau. Only the occasional lame donkey who came from the General Administration would teach him some, and the others did not dare to teach him casually, after all, the field he was in was fundamentally different. The little rabbit drank a glass of wine in intoxication, and then said in a daze, it was rare that she could still speak clearly.

"Little rabbit, who does the lame donkey say?" At this time, a monk with a sword on his back suddenly appeared, stood behind the little rabbit, patted him on the shoulder, and said very unpleasantly.

"Woo woo, little tiger help, the cripple is going to hit someone." The little rabbit quickly shrunk his shoulders, then rolled on the ground, fled to Wang Erhu, and looked at him pitifully.

Wang Erhu patted her oily little paws, signaling her to feel at ease, but today scared her enough.

Wang Erhu looked at the man called the donkey lame man and said, "Who are you?" Is that how the rules are taught in your house? Do you know that this is a trespass? ”

"Yo he! Young man, it's been a long time since I've seen such a horizontal person, why don't we two compare and compare? The donkey lame man smiled and pulled out the sword on his back, and he was very unconvinced when he heard his brother praising this young man, but he didn't expect this guy to be as young as he said, but he didn't know how to do it?

"Please!" Wang Erhu knew who this guy was at a glance, and a few days ago there was a person who looked similar to him who was a guest at home, so he stretched out his right hand and took him to the martial arts room, there are a lot of formations in it, all of them are solid formations, and there are some defensive formations, which are definitely a very good thing to use for the test (qíng).

"Sir's handwriting is really big! These defensive formations are very precious in comparison! "The lame donkey obviously took a fancy to the formation in this room, but fortunately, although he was shameless, he had not yet reached the point of robbery.

"Use that!" Wang Erhu didn't answer, but smiled and pointed to the two wooden swords on the weapon rack on the side, this is the iron wood obtained in the other world, it can absorb some energy, and it is extremely hard, if there is no distraction period of cultivation, it is impossible to break it.

"Sir, don't you look down on me? Do we still need to use mundane wooden swords in the competition between our monks? "As soon as the donkey lame man saw the wooden sword, he suddenly turned black, isn't this looking down on him?

"You're wrong! I'm afraid you'll hurt me, so I want you to use a wooden sword, and if I can't contain it with a heavy hand, I'll be able to survive. Wang Erhu smiled, this guy is actually not so annoying, but he is a little unruly, just a few more times.

"In that case, let's get started!" The donkey lame man was much more comfortable when Wang Erhu said this, so he directly put away his sword, and then picked up the wooden sword, and then he knew that this wooden sword was not an ordinary product.

"Sir, the things here are really extraordinary!" The donkey lame man said sincerely, he couldn't tell what this sword was made of.

"It's not something of value, which makes Daoyou smile." Wang Erhu said with a smile, and introduced the special (xìng) of Tiemu, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"I see, teachable." After hearing this, the lame donkey felt that this trip was not in vain. There is still wood in this world that can absorb spiritual energy, and it is as hard as iron.

The two began to fight under the urging of the little rabbit, and the two sides played back and forth very happily, and I have to admit that although the donkey was lame on one foot, he was extremely flexible.

"Sir, be careful, I'm going to make a special move, a sword to break the sky." The donkey lame man who had been away for a long time finally understood that Wang Erhu's swordsmanship was definitely above him, so he no longer kept his hand and directly used his biggest move.

"It's like a world away!" The name of this sword technique once made Wang Erhu speechless, and the sword move was even more so. Because the sword technique (shēn) is not very powerful, after using it, it will only trap the opponent in an illusion, and will not bring much damage to the enemy. But there is no way, only at present, he will be this one with weak lethality, if he breaks this sword technique, then he will have to use the sword array, which is easier to control.

The result was still unsatisfactory, the donkey lame man was not as powerful as he imagined, but he hit the blade of the sword himself, fortunately this is a wooden sword, otherwise it is estimated that it will be scrapped.

"Daoyou agreed!" Being modest can still be convincing.

"Sir, that's amazing! Please forgive Lu's rudeness, my brother said before I came that I wanted me to respect Mr. well. Seriously, I was very unconvinced by my brother's original, but now I believe it, Mr. is really a master! The lame donkey hurriedly apologized to Wang Erhu.

The two of them returned to the dining table, chatting about each other's sword skills, and Wang Erhu directly told the donkey lame man about the changes in his sword moves and weaknesses.

"Sir, is it too much for you to teach me sword skills like this?" The donkey lame man didn't doubt that Wang Erhu was correct (xìng) at all, because he did guess this step in the illusion, but he made a mistake.

"This is not a bad thing, I told you my weakness this time, can't I continue to practice good and more powerful sword skills?" Wang Erhu said with a smile, and kept giving him Nangong Le dishes in his hand.

"Yes! Our generation of monks originally needed to constantly innovate and explore in order to make new progress. Shao Zheng has been taught! The donkey lame man respectfully saluted Wang Erhu, and it was worth doing so with his heart (xiōng).

Nangong Le was very confused, but he kept the words of these two people firmly in his heart, and he might be able to use them in the future.

After eating, the donkey lame man remembered what he was here for, and quickly took out all the medicinal materials of the Soul Fixing Pill and handed them to Wang Erhu.

"Then Shao Zheng is too late, my brother said that there is only one medicinal material for the elixir, whether it is successful or not is regarded as a practice for Mr., my father can still wait after waiting for so long, I hope Mr. will not be nervous." The donkey cripple directly said his brother's words as they were, these pills, which the pharmacist had evaluated, were very unstable and difficult to practice.

"Don't worry! I'll give it a try! ”