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After saying goodbye to the village chief and a group of bear children who rolled the gourd, there were two more black and white teenagers in the team of two people and one horse, after seeing the extraordinaryness of the old man, the old village chief persuaded everyone to entrust the two little guys to the old man to teach, and the old man also felt that these two people still had the possibility of becoming young heroes, so he also agreed to the request of the old village chief. As for whether black and white are willing or not, please, when your parents enroll you in cram school, do they still ask you if you want to, at most ask you the difference between what class you want to go to.
Ziyu looked at Mo Yuwen, who was silently leading the car in front, and yawned boredly, how could an active young man endure such a boring walk, and his eyes turned to look at the old man: "Grandpa, where are we going next?" ”
was called grandpa by a villain carved in pink, even ordinary people will feel pity, but grandpa is not a person. However, as an old man who aspires to cultivate the strongest young heroes in the universe heavens, it is natural to give young heroes reserve guidance, so he said kindly: "I don't know. ”
Ziyu: "......" After a moment of silence, he asked, "Then what are we going to do next?" ”
The old man smiled and said, "Looking for the young man." ”
Ziyu saw in the old man's eyes that he would not waver even if the sea was dry and the rocks were rotten: "Then how to find it?" ”
The old man stared at his palm print for a while, Ziyu thought that the old man was performing some unfathomable calculation method, after all, he had heard that the more advanced the method of fortune calculation, the more afraid of disturbing, although he didn't know why the old man would start to deduce on this occasion, but he still held his breath, for fear that he would disturb the old man's deduction.
The old man looked at it for a while, sighed, Ziyu thought there was a result, and asked curiously, "Grandpa, can you talk about it?" ”
The old man looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance and said, "Let it be." ”
Ziyu almost spurted out a mouthful of blood: Give me back my expectations and worship of the masters!
Mo Yuwen, who had been silent for a long time, spoke: "Senior sister, if you want to find someone, let's go to the big city, it just so happens that this road can go all the way to Ping'an City, which is one of the seventy-two cities of Tianling, with a large population and well-informed, it is a good place to find people." Since waking up from the dream, Mo Yuwen has rarely spoken, and he doesn't know what he's doing all day long, but the wound on his face has gradually healed, but it is always in 2D, and it is impossible to change the trend to 3D.
"But, by the way, I can teach you something, too." The old man nodded: "Even if you can't become a young chivalrous man or something in the end, I hope you can become a person who is beneficial to the world." ”
The old man waved to the sun again and shouted, "Here comes the book." It's just that nothing happened this time, it's like robbing the special effects artist's salary and the special effects artist went on strike. Everyone only felt that a few crows above their heads were "quacking" and flying by, and they were indescribably embarrassed.
The old man coughed, cleared his throat, withdrew his hand, and beckoned to the sun again: "Here comes the book!" Nothing happened, and the old man felt that his embarrassing cancer was at an advanced stage, but he still insisted on continuing: "Here comes the book!" A strange fluctuation spread, two black shadows fell from the sky into fireballs, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then the two fireballs went straight to the old man, to be precise, ran to the old man's head, one after the other hit the unsuspecting old man, and with a faint sound that seemed to be "shameless", the old man was planted in the ground, and then the two fires showed their true faces, two ordinary hammers.
The old man pulled himself out one by one, looked at the two hammers, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he threw the hammer to the ground casually, and said apologetically: "It seems that the one is angry, so the book, it's gone, but it doesn't matter if I have a substitute." As he spoke, he picked a few sugar canes and rubbed them with his hands, and two books appeared in front of everyone.
Xiaohei & Ziyu & Mo Yuwen: There is still this kind of operation? Didn't you use some tricks to deceive us to save our image?
The old man gave the book to Xiao Hei and Ziyu, and the two of them were curious and immediately opened the book to find out, and Mo Yuwen, who had learned from the past, just reacted and stretched out his hand to stop the reckless behavior of the two, but it was too late, and the book had been opened.
"Eh, there really are words! Lick ~ sweet, it's really sugarcane, it's amazing! Ziyu, who was too curious, had already licked it and used her tongue to verify that what she had just seen was not a trick.
Xiao Hei looked at the book silently, frowning, because the things in the book and the things he had learned in the past looked similar to glass and diamonds, but in essence they were two completely different things, and he found that his sense of identity with the things in the book was even stronger, just like Gu Fang had admired himself for countless years and suddenly met a soulmate, that kind of joy and heartiness was really not enough for outsiders.
Everyone looked at Mo Yuwen who posed out of Er Kang's hand, with a look on his face, "What do you want to do?" Expression. Mo Yuwen withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, looked up at the heavens, and said, "Ah, look, Meteor!" ”
"Didn't the meteor hit the old man's head? It's still two stone hammers, you react too slowly, I wonder how you have survived so slowly. Ryoma scoffed at Mo Yuwen's stiff means of diverting the subject, and then Mo Yuwen was blown away under the snort of Mo Yuwen's back horse, and flew away, ......
Mo Yuwen, who didn't know where he was blown to, came back covered in weeds and scratches, and it didn't seem to be a big deal, but he was very embarrassed.
The old man smiled and said to a few people: "Come, let's learn the first lesson today, don't be too difficult in the first class, let's learn something simple first, please open the textbook and let's learn the first lesson "Lisao". ”
Then one big and two small began the arduous journey of learning.