In other words, in order to avoid her uncle, Xue Shutian pulled Xu Ying to Bailu Academy.

"Is your uncle so terrible?"

"You don't know that he will stare at me reciting medical books, and you can't make a single mistake. And I have to ask questions at any time, even in the middle of the night, I will call people to get up, and ask again while I am confused.

If you get it wrong, just wait for the copy. The little disciples of the Divine Medicine Valley at that time were all frightened. When I saw him, I hid, and half of the reason I went out was on him. ”

Xu Ying couldn't imagine what it would be like to start a fire or train people like to be such a person.

"Even Gu Qiu and Gu Zhenting are afraid of him," Xue Shutian sighed and said, "Anyway, I remember that this is the road, why can't I go all the time, I really want to see Xiao Zhanghua......"

At this time, Gu Zhanghua was still on the martial arts arena of Bailu Academy.

The master who taught them to practice martial arts was surnamed Fang, and his single name was a martial character. He looked at Gu Zhanghua's face was already pale, and he was afraid that something would really happen, so he asked the two boys to support him, go back to the yard to rest first, and practice again tomorrow.

"Ah, it's really squeamish, and I'm going back in less than a stick of incense." Fang Bing continued, "I've been practicing for half a month, and I can't even squat well, it's really good." ”

When Gu Zhanghua heard this, he felt very uncomfortable, but he knew that what Fang Bing said was also the truth. I feel a little unwell today, and I may not last long.

So, there's no point in staying here any longer.

When Fang Yi and Fang Ding heard this, they didn't say anything, they just continued to practice their boxing techniques. didn't pay attention to Gu Zhanghua's movements at all.

Gu Zhanghua looked at everyone, he had excluded one person today, and that was Fang Bing.

That girl has a cold temperament, doesn't like to join in the fun, and hates trouble. He won't take the initiative to cause trouble, and when he is in trouble, as long as he can avoid it, he generally won't get it.

Obviously, Fang Bing is not such a person.

Gu Zhanghua smiled, half a month, only one person was excluded, and it took another half a month to find someone.

It's just that Fang Yi and Fang Ding are both people who don't like to talk, don't meddle in things, and learn things quickly, how can they exclude another person and find that girl.

Also, who is this Fang Bing, the identity of the student who came here, who knows on this mountain?

However, his question probably did not answer her. Because they took a bath before apprenticeship, even the masters didn't know who Fang Jia, B, C and Ding corresponded to.

Only they know who they are, but Gu Zhanghua thought, will there be someone like himself who comes here instead of others?

Could it be that he was wasting his efforts, in fact, he didn't come here at all.

I don't know, I don't know.

It's too annoying, so let's take a break. Finally, the martial artist let him in.

He lay down and squinted for a moment.

I don't know what I dreamed of, my face was full of tears. He sat up straight, smiled bitterly, rubbed his already sore legs, and then leaned against the wall and returned to the martial arts training ground. The sun isn't as red anymore, but it's still hot.

After squatting for a while, it still hurts, and when she can't hold on, she will recall the lonely days when he disappeared in her previous life.

In an instant, the matter of squatting and walking is nothing. When he has no news, he is helpless, and he is being bullied, he can still live well.

Now, it's just a little harder to practice martial arts, even if you understand how difficult it was when he practiced martial arts, let's experience his life.

After a while, on the martial arts training ground, everyone else found that after Fang Jia went back to rest, the whole person's complexion and state were completely different. It's not that it's better than the original, it's just that people can feel that she cares hard.

Even Fang Bing, who was laughing at her just now, didn't laugh much, but secretly made it more standard.

also didn't know the situation, as well as Fang Yi and Fang Ding, but the two of them didn't talk a lot, so naturally they didn't show it.

Only the master who taught them martial arts was a little puzzled, could it be that he kicked too hard just now, so that this squeamish boy brother has changed so much?

Maybe everyone wouldn't guess why Gu Zhanghua suddenly changed so much. Only she knows that in fact, some things are not so complicated, as long as you do it with your heart.

After the martial arts training was over, the master who taught them martial arts went to Zizhu Temple. The owner of this place wears a purple brocade robe, a delicate two-finger-sized golden abacus hangs from his waist, and a black ornament in the shape of a pixiu on his wrist.

"I'm talking a lot, and I'm getting into a lot of trouble, right?"

When he said this, his face was full of love, which made the master who taught martial arts feel that he was not talking about the shortcomings of his apprentice. But it was like saying that his grandson was naughty and mischievous, and smashed the not very valuable utensils in the study, conniving and spoiling.

"In the past half a month, Fang Bing has learned well, and his martial arts have improved a lot." It turned out that he was supposed to be a son, and he didn't learn much, but when he got here, he learned several sets of boxing techniques. I'm getting familiar with it these days, so I guess there shouldn't be any problems.

"Oh? yes, that's going to cost you a little more. The old man in purple picked up the teacup, skimmed the tea leaves, took a sip, and said, "How about the others?" ”

Master Wu didn't understand what he was asking, he wanted to compare it and prove that he had accepted a good apprentice, or?

"Everyone else is not bad, it seems that they all have some martial arts foundation before entering the mountain. Only Fang Jia, it seems that he has not learned at all, he has been practicing for half a month, and he can't even squat at a horse step. ”

The old man in purple asked softly, "Really?" It seems that when he was at home, he was pampered, and such a son and brother entered the mountain, but he had to suffer some hardships. ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little curious and said, "Since you were spoiled at home before, why are you willing to be sent here to suffer?" ”

"My subordinates don't know."

The purple-clothed old man was silent for a while, and then said to the martial master, "You have also worked hard, teach them another month, teach them everything you know, and then go down the mountain." ”

"Yes."

Master Wu turned around and went outside, only to find that his back was completely wet. "I'm finally leaving here, and I really don't want to stay any longer."

The old man in purple was sitting there drinking tea, but the expression on his face was a little incomprehensible, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a daze or thinking, or reminiscing about the past. One moment laughing, the next moment very sad, the next very serious.

In this world, if there is anything suitable for him to do, it must be, acting, going to be a play. On stage, he performed joys and sorrows, and fought wits and courage again and again.

It's just a pity that he is not.

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