Uncle Nine had already left, and it was not too early to see that it was too early, and Wu Xian also decided to leave, but when he went back, he was completely turtle fast, and every step was very hard, and his legs were like being filled with lead, which was extremely heavy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The brain was also swollen and stuffed with all kinds of things, and when I went back, I didn't even look for Zhuzhu, and when I returned to my room, I saw the bed, as if I saw the closest person, and pounced on it.

Lying on the bed, Wu Xian showed a 'big' shape, his hands hung weakly to the side of the bed, and his spirit was very sluggish.

"Meet, it's still so comfortable, I'm so tired, how did Uncle Nine learn those things, I admire him so much."

After a day of study, Wu Xian felt that this was more tiring than cutting firewood for a day, this tiredness was mental, not physical, not to mention, this was the result of his mental power, it was hard to imagine how terrifying it would be if he didn't have the assistance of mental power.

It was already dark outside, and Wu Xian had been in bed for an hour, and his stomach had been "growling" I don't know how many times, but he still didn't think about it.

The bed was so comfortable, I don't want to think about it.

Even though he was reluctant, Wu Xian struggled in the end, washed his face, ate something, and fed his stomach.

Taking the brush and paper he bought on the way back, Wu Xian placed it on the table, put his palm against his chin, held his cheeks and groaned: "Uncle Nine asked me to practice my calligraphy well, but how should I practice to meet his requirements?" ”

In fact, Wu Xian's handwriting is not bad, his grandfather at that time was a capable person who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but when he was a child, Wu Xian was a particularly naughty child, who didn't learn anything, and knew how to play.

Later, his grandfather made a pact with him that as long as he could complete the homework assigned by his grandfather and also had to be qualified, he would be able to take him to the town to play.

At that time, the town was like Disneyland now, and Wu Xian wanted to go to it in his dreams, so he conscientiously completed his grandfather's homework and set off towards his dream.

But he didn't pass once.

Thinking that his grandfather taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as origami, weaving straw rope, making clay pots and pots, all kinds of things, and the homework he assigned was also related to these, during that time, I learned a lot of things with my grandfather.

Wu Xian's interest in these things is getting bigger and bigger, from the beginning when he only went to the town to play, to he took the initiative to beg his grandfather to learn, and every time at this time, his grandfather would always touch his little head.

"Child, it's good to see that you are interested in these gadgets, and grandpa is very happy."

"Let me carry the wind and rain in the future, I don't want you to bear too much burden."

"Grandpa, what is the wind and rain, why did I bear so much burden, I feel very relaxed and happy with my grandfather." Wu Xian opened the big eyes of the crystal crystal, blinked, and looked at the somewhat heavy grandfather blankly.

Grandpa never answered this question and never mentioned it again.

At that time, I was young, and I just listened to it, but now I suddenly remember, Wu Xian still wonders in his heart, what happened at that time, it would make my grandfather think like this, what burden I need to carry.

But no matter how Wu Xian thought about it, he couldn't understand what existed in it that he didn't understand.

Puzzled, Wu Xian could only put down this doubt first and start doing what he was going to do now.

"Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale." Wu Xian slowly adjusted his breathing, sorted out the rhythm, relaxed his body, and kept his mind in an ethereal state.

This is the method taught to him by his grandfather, so that whenever he is nervous and distracted, he can follow this, and he can relax, I have to say that this method taught by his grandfather is really useful, and Wu Xian also relies on this to survive in a difficult environment.

Soon, Wu Xian felt that after the distracting thoughts in his heart were cleared, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he took the brush lightly, spread the rice paper, and slowly wrote on it.

There is no handsome heroic atmosphere between the movements, but a kind of floating clouds, delicate and natural elegant feeling, the whole person is like a hermit in the mountain stream, indifferent and chic.

Stopping to put away the pen, Wu Xian put down the brush in his hand, looked at the words on the paper on the table, and was very satisfied.

This is his pride, and it is also the pride of his grandfather.

Yawning, Wu Xian looked out the window, the sky was completely dark, and the light of the stars sprinkled on the ground, on the trees, it was beautiful.

It's not early, so let's go and rest first.

Waiting until the next morning, Wu Xian stretched his waist, and after practicing for a while, he sat cross-legged on the bed and sorted out what he had learned yesterday.

Unexpectedly, the brain that was still stuffed yesterday was unexpectedly figured out a lot of problems today, and the mental state is also very good, and I feel that the brain is running fast.

"Knock Knock"

There was a knock on the door, Wu Xian got up and opened the door, but found that Zhu Zhu was waiting anxiously at the door, saw Wu Xian open the door, grabbed his shoulder, and said in a panic: "Wu Xian, hurry up, Ah Hao, they were arrested by the police, and they will be shot at noon today." ”

How could it be so fast, so many things happened in this day and night, and how much plot did I miss.

However, there is nothing to be afraid of being shot, who let there be an existence of Uncle Jiu, who is at the level of the sky, and Ah Hao's master is numbly his junior brother, although the relationship between them is not very good, but after all, he is also a teacher, and of course Uncle Nine will not let him die.

Wu Xian couldn't tell Zhuzhu about these things, so he could only run with Zhuzhu, and said as he ran: "Sister Zhuzhu, you don't have to worry, Brother Ahao has his own natural appearance, and there will be nothing wrong." ”

Although she knew that Wu Xian really comforted herself and guessed what she said, she still hoped that this sentence was true, otherwise Ah Hao would die, what would she do.

Soon, they ran to a clearing outside Renjia Town, where Ah Hao and his apprentices were tied to a pillar, and in front of them were the sheriff and his subordinates.

"Sheriff, let them go, the three of them are good people." Zhu Zhu stepped forward to persuade.

"Hmph, so many people died in Ren Jiazhen, it was the three of them who caused the trouble, and they are not worthy of sympathy at all, they are simply innocent, Miss Zhuzhu, you should mourn and change."

Seeing that the sheriff didn't listen to her at all, Zhuzhu had no choice but to come to Master Ren's side: "Dad, please, you can persuade them." ”

Master Ren twisted his head: "The three of them knew this earlier, so why bother in the first place, Renjiazhen was made a mess by them, don't blame them, who else can blame." ”

Zhuzhu begged bitterly, but Master Ren was indifferent.

Looking up at the sun in the sky, the time was up, and the sheriff shouted, "Ready"

The police officers stood in a row, raised their spears and aimed them at the three men.

"Shoot"

"Ahh ”

"Bang Bang Bang" "Tong Tong Tong"

The gunshot rang out, and Zhu Zhu was full of sadness, struggling out of Master Ren's hands strongly, and staggered to the front.

When I saw the side in front of me, my face was full of disbelief.