At night, Meng Wuxian sneaked into the house, and as soon as he closed the door, he heard Lin Zheng's voice from inside. "It's back. ”

After a pause, Meng Wuxian smiled awkwardly. "Back to ...... It's back. In response, Meng Wuxian honestly came to Lin Zheng's room. As soon as he entered the house, Meng Wuxian found that there was a bath bucket in the house, and Lin Zheng was pouring an unknown liquid into it.

"Uh~ Where did you get this medicine?" Meng Wuxian was a little strange, Lin Zheng obviously had medicinal materials, why did he let himself go out to buy them?

"Hmph. First snorted coldly, Lin Zheng said with a look of hatred that iron could not be made of steel: "I knew that you were afraid that you would not be able to buy this medicine, so I sent someone else to buy it early." "It turned out that when Lin Zheng went to the hall this morning to discuss the matter, he saw Lin Xueyin and Meng Wuxian going out together. He understands his niece's character, I'm afraid this stupid boy will be tricked again. Nine times out of ten, I couldn't buy this medicine back, so I simply found someone to go out and buy another one.

"It's not your good niece's fault. Meng Wu Wu did not shed tears.

"Little brute, dare to talk back, go down and soak quickly. Even a little girl can't fight, and the old man's face is lost by you. I couldn't help but say, Lin Zheng picked up Meng Wuxian and threw it in directly.

"Hey~ I haven't taken off my clothes yet. Meng Wuxian struggled. Immediately, "poof~" fell directly into the medicine barrel.

"Soak well, don't come out until you soak for an hour. With a wave of his sleeves, Lin Zheng turned around and left.

On the other hand, Meng Wuxian in the medicine bucket has no strength to complain at this moment. His face was red, his eyes were protruding, and he tried his best to endure it. In his heart, he scolded Lin Zheng's whole family. Obviously, this time Lin Zheng added a lot of material to the medicinal materials, as soon as he entered the medicine barrel, Meng Wu's tears were dripping blood, and there was no pain in his body, and his whole body was like being pricked with needles, and the pain went straight to the bone marrow. If ordinary people are only afraid that they will pass out in pain, even if they are martial artists, it is difficult to endure such torture.

Half an hour passed, and Meng Wuxian sat in the bucket, his hands clenched tightly, and the powerful force made his palms already have broken nails. He had been in this position for half an hour, and at this moment he could no longer feel the pain in his body, and his consciousness began to gradually dissipate, his body staggered, and he was about to fall.

Outside the house, Lin Zheng sat cross-legged, as if he was asleep. But the sweat in his palm exposed his heart, and it was obvious that he was also worried about Meng Wuxian. After another long time, Lin Zheng opened his closed eyes. "It should be almost. ”

As if hearing his words, Meng Wutear's swaying body in the room fell in response. Standing up, Lin Zheng walked to the house and picked up Meng Wuxian, looked at the sleeping young man in front of him, and said comfortingly: "You are very good, even better than I thought." He thought that it would be good for Meng Wuxian to hold on for half an hour, and said that letting him soak for an hour was just to add some motivation to him, but he didn't expect him to really soak for almost an hour.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you so happy. I don't know when, an old man appeared in front of the window, with his hands behind his back, looking at the young man in Lin Zheng's arms with deep eyes.

"This medicine was concocted by me according to the physical strength of a martial artist of the Yuan Cultivation Realm, and his ability to persist in it for nearly an hour is enough to prove his talent. Lin Zheng had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of relief.

"Is this what you've been looking for all your life? If he knows, do you know what the consequences will be? Brushing his beard, the old man looked at the sleeping Meng Wuxian and said.

"He'd agree, or he wouldn't have given this kid to me in the first place. ”

"Whatever you do, if he gets angry then, no one can stop him. ”

His eyes became a little gloomy, and Lin Zheng said fiercely: "This is my last hope, I don't allow anyone to get in the way, and whoever stops me is the enemy!" Lin Zheng looked up at the moon in the sky, and the bright moonlight was sprinkled and reflected on his face.

In the memory, a woman dressed in purple stands with a sword, showing a heroic spirit in the beauty, shining brightly, it is really beautiful if the spring plum blooms in the snow, the god is like the autumn Hui frost, the cheeks are melting, the sun reflects the Chengtang, the eyes are crystalline, and the moon shoots the cold river. Slender fingers holding white blades, such as holding flower branches, handsome eyes, cherry lips smiling, raising hands to kill the enemy, as if nothing happened, indescribably charming and gratifying.

Bang Chang ~ The picture in my mind is shattered like a mirror, and what follows is the painful and hidden memories in my heart.

He opened his eyes and wiped the tears that appeared in the corners of his eyes at some point. "This time, I definitely won't fail. ”

Shaking his head with a little disappointment, the old man's face was full of helplessness. The attachment of the person in front of him is far beyond his imagination, and his mind is swayed by obsession, and he cannot listen to anyone's advice.

"This kid is gifted and intelligent, with a hint of sharpness in his spiritual power, he should have practiced sword martial arts, I remember that you don't seem to allow him to even a sword. With a hint of doubt, the old man seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't dare to believe it.

"Yes, but just because I don't allow it doesn't mean he doesn't learn, he has been secretly practicing swords behind my back over the years, and I really don't think I know. ”

Shocked in his eyes, the old man asked: "In other words, his swordsmanship was all honed by himself, and you didn't teach him?" Unconsciously, the old man's voice increased a lot. The sharpness could be felt from the fluctuations emanating from Meng Wuxi's spiritual power, and it could be seen that his swordsmanship had already achieved a small success, and he didn't believe that a twelve-year-old boy could do this without the guidance of a teacher.

"I never taught him any swordsmanship. Already understanding what the old man was thinking, Lin Zheng showed a smile in his eyes, and said the answer that the old man was most looking forward to.

"Yes, yes. With a clap of his hands, the old man smiled and shouted a few hellos. "The old man has decided, from today onwards, this little doll will be the old man's disciple. He has no doubt about Meng Wuxian's talent, not to mention his performance beyond ordinary people tonight, just from his self-taught swordsmanship, it can be seen that his kendo talent is not weak, originally he thought that Meng Wuxian's swordsmanship was taught by Lin Zhengjiao, in his opinion, people who have learned other people's swordsmanship are no longer pure, so he has no intention of accepting apprentices. But now, since Meng Wuxian hadn't learned other people's swordsmanship, he didn't want to throw away a disciple with such a talent for nothing.

"Let's wait for him to wake up. With a chuckle, Lin Zheng felt that the old man in front of him was a little too anxious.

"It's fine. After a little thought, the old man agreed. Anyway, I have accepted this disciple, and it will not be possible for a while. Holding this thought, the old man's restless heart also calmed down.

And the central figure of this conversation between the two is still asleep.