Nan Le said: "How much is this thing worth, you give me half of it." ”

Feng Chihao said with a smile: "It's a matter of national affairs, how can it be measured by money?" Besides, I have no silver taels with me, and if you can trust me, I will go back and fetch it for you now. ”

Before Feng Chihao could move his steps, Nanle shouted: "Stop!" "How can she trust a man who has just broken his word, if he is gone, will he not be empty of both people and money?

Nanle had no choice but to count himself as unlucky, so he had to take advantage of the last bit of cheapness: "Forget it, you can do me a small favor, but if you don't want to go, you can send money over tomorrow." ”

"What's the busy?"

Nanle patted the pen and paper on the table, "Help me write a job advertisement." ”

Feng Chihao happily agreed, although he didn't know what the job advertisement was, but as long as he heard her say it, he would write it down, so he picked up his pen and gestured to write.

After listening to Nanle's not-so-rhyming four-word quatrain, Feng Chihao was silent and couldn't write down.

Nanle urged: "You are writing?" Don't remember? Didn't remember I'll say it again. ”

Feng Chihao hurriedly said: "No need, the girl is really literate." ”

"Of course."

Feng Chihao put the pen on the table and said: "The girl wants to ask someone to teach words, although she is not proficient in any poetry and songs, but some words are still recognized, it is better to give the next chance, it can be regarded as a return to the girl's favor." ”

Obviously, he didn't want to give money. Nanle thought for a while and said: "Okay, then I'll reluctantly accept it, one month, I'll give you a month, I must let me recognize, write, and read some simple words, the location is here, I will wait for you here every day, since it is a favor, then I won't care about you, if it's convenient, you can live next door." ”

"Okay." Feng Chihao agreed happily.

However, he broke his promise and was also happy, obviously saying that he would come every day, but he was always absent from work every once in a while, and he only came for more than ten days in a month, but fortunately, the efficiency was not bad, and the quality of teaching was also acceptable, so Nanle didn't care.

He did live next door in those days, and he took all of Nanle's food, drink and accommodation, and Nanle really felt that this Feng Chihao was not bad, but the thief was too bold.

And the group of monks living next door to Nanle and the unlucky guy are anxious every day, who let them bear the burden of escorting the jade seal but did not send the jade seal to the palace safely, and they didn't dare to tell the story of the theft of the jade seal, let alone go back to the emperor to restore their lives, so they could only hide in the inn under the pretext of delaying on the road, but paper can't contain the fire, and this matter will be discovered sooner or later, but what they never expected is that the guy who stole the jade seal lives next door next door.

That day, Feng Chi Hao was teaching Nanle to write her name, and he seriously wrote the word "Nanle" on the paper, teaching her how to write and how to write well while writing.

Nan Le didn't listen to a word, and suddenly asked, "Why did you steal the jade seal?" You're not trying to usurp power, are you? ”

Feng Chihao's pen paused and said, "What is the throne, how rare am I." Don't ask me anymore, aren't you afraid that I will kill people? ”

"Don't be afraid, if you really want to kill me, you won't keep me now. Okay, I won't ask in the future, I just ask you, what should you do if you take away the group of monks who escorted the jade seal next door? This is a felony of killing the head. ”

Feng Chi Haoqing said lightly: "What do you have to do with me." ”

Nan Le did not regret in his tone, but calmly asked Feng Chihao's conscience: "That's dozens of lives." ”

Feng Chi Hao looked at Nanle fixedly, and corrected: "No, it's not dozens, it's tens of thousands of lives up and down Mingshan Temple. He smiled wickedly.

"Do you have a grudge against Mingshan Temple?"

"I said, don't ask."

"Aren't you afraid, I'll denounce you?"

Feng Chihao lowered his head to write, and said eloquently: "Don't be afraid." First, you don't look like a kind person who feels sorry for your life, and second, you have nowhere to sue me, no one will believe you, and even if you tell the truth, you have to help me put yourself in it. ”

Nanle nodded, "Well, that's good." ”

Feng Chihao picked up the pen, "You can write your name today, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." ”

Nanle sat down and lifted the paper to take a closer look, the handwriting was really good, "You're busy every day." ”

A month passed in this way, practicing the words while Zazama, stepping and kicking, soothing and soothing, listening to the wolf crying and ghost crying next door, and finally ushered in the semi-annual day of recruiting disciples.

And Yi Ci stayed in Jiangzhou Jiang Qishu's house for another month, and officially started to give the Jiangzhou Hidden Gate to the new small door owner, and then came to the imperial capital with Jiang Qishu, who had moved.

The master of the Hidden Sect returned to the imperial capital in a few days to personally handle the recruitment of disciples, and the news of this disciple recruitment soon spread in the imperial capital.

On that day, there were really a lot of people who came to participate in the election, because there were too many people, and the candidate hall that stepped on the door couldn't fit so many people, so they had to eliminate the ugly ones first on the grounds of good facial features, and in the end, there were only more than 20 people left.

Of course, Nanle came to the first level with a high appearance.

There were three levels for this recruitment, and in the end, only five people could be left.

The first level is the same as usual, it is very simple, as long as you can know a few words, you can basically pass, so the first level did not come to the game in person, only the small door owner Xu Xiancheng went back and forth to invigilate.

Legend has it that this little door master Xu Xiancheng is a ruthless character, the hidden door of the imperial capital has always been extremely strict with the door rules, and the punishment for making mistakes is also very heavy, and the hidden disciples who have passed the assessment have always been reluctant to be assigned to the imperial capital.

Obviously, the first level of the cultural test can only be passed by writing a few words, but Xu Xiancheng insisted on picking a few bad handwriting from it, and the irregular strokes were eliminated.

Fortunately, Feng Chihao carefully taught Nan Le's words to make Xu Xiancheng impeccable.

Afterwards, Xu Xiancheng announced the elimination list, and then said: "The second level in the afternoon is faster, everyone can go back and prepare." ”

As a result, Nanle, who never came out of the top three in the running competition, was full of confidence and high morale, and practiced hard for a long time, feeling that winning the championship was simply trivial.

Before the second level was about to begin, they were not taken to the open space where the runway had been painted, as Nan Le expected, but came to the gloomy and cold hall of the Hidden Stepping Gate.

Soon, the Lord of the Hidden Steps Gate sat high on the throne above.

Nan Le saw him for the third time.

A long table was soon set up in front of the contestants, and a large plate was placed in front of each of them, and at least twenty strings of sugar gourds were piled on top of the plate.

Nanle is in a complicated mood, it turns out that the speed is faster than the speed of eating. ←_←

Yi Ci stared at Nanle below, and met again, but he didn't expect her to come to the imperial capital to join the hidden step gate is not just talking. Yi Ci remembered the day when he went out in Jiangzhou and asked Guichen to quietly follow Nan Le, and afterwards Gui Chen told him that Nan Le had no abnormal behavior, but just owed a lot of debts and bought a string of sugar gourds to eat.

However, he will never forget the story of Nanle and Sugar Gourd.

Seeing the list of candidates for recruiting disciples, so that at this moment he sat high and looked down at Nan Le, who had a complicated expression on the sugar gourd in front of him, and couldn't help but smile behind the mask, Eat, I'll let you eat enough today.

Xu Xiancheng's majesty, which was not easy to play, could only ask his subordinates quietly at this time: "What is the door master doing, how can he make the assessment like this!" ”

At the sound of the order, the game began.

This level can only leave the top nine, and the competition is fierce.

Nanle looked at the greasy sugar gourd, although he didn't want to eat it and even felt sick to his stomach, but he still had to think of it as a chicken leg and desperately stuffed it into his mouth for the sake of the game.

In the end, Nanle passed the second hurdle with a ninth place.

She swore that she would never eat sugar gourd in her life!

The third level is a bit challenging.

Nine people followed the master of the door and were taken to a place with beautiful scenery in the clear water of the imperial capital, Nanle looked at the surrounding mountains and mountains, towering and precipitous, is this to climb the mountain? Bungee jumping? Cliff climbing? Over the ferrata? Nanle was excited, and finally got down to business!

Unexpectedly, the door owner stopped in front of a slowly flowing river.

Even if it's a swimming competition, it's too shallow, right??

The water level of the creek is very low, which makes the banks on both sides appear to be much higher.

The master of the gate ordered five slender planks to be erected over the creek, barely enough for one person to pass through.

Yi Ci said: "In the third level, the two stood on the small bridge in a group to confront each other, and the two sides fought against each other, and the one who fell down first was defeated." Because there were nine of them, he pointed to the guide and said, "You, follow the main sect." ”

Nan Le finally understood why he chose such an incomplete number as nine in the second level.

But this is too unfair, so isn't she bound to lose? Could it be that this door owner is still worried about her breaking into the southwest gate when she was in Jiangzhou? "Why?" She asked indignantly.

Yi Ci just said ruthlessly: "How can there be so many whys, if you are afraid, you can quit now." ”

Nanle could see that he was deliberately targeting her, so she thought that she would push him into the water at the beginning, and it was a big deal that the two of them would make soup chicken together!

The disciples who stepped on the door issued a wooden sword to each of them, and Yi Ci ordered to "go up to the bridge".

After everyone stood on both sides of the river, the door master opposite Nanle said to her again: "As long as you can still stand on the bridge after three moves, this door master will count you as a winner." ”

Nanle immediately gave up pushing him into the water together, but had a new plan, she said, "Is this true? As long as I don't fall, I win? ”

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is hard to chase."

Nanle said briskly: "Okay! ”

After Xu Xiancheng shouted to start, everyone began to walk on thin ice towards the center of the small bridge.

Yi Ci has reached it quickly in two or three steps, waiting for Nan Le to come over, Nan Le is also a bold and fearless, and ran over lightly on the small bridge, and then, instead of stopping when it should have stopped, he threw himself directly into Yi Ci's arms, hugged him tightly, and buried his head deep in his chest.

Yi Ci stiffened slightly, and the familiar girlish breath came to his face.