There is a night of Yan sleepless rowing overnight, and within two days he arrived at the shore of Dongting Lake. But by the time it was time to disembark, it was already night. After getting off the boat, Jing Mo carried his lame brother Jing Xuan, while Situ Lingyun maintained a distance between the two bodies and followed Ye Yan to the wooden bridge connecting the lakeside and the tidal flats on the other side of the lake.

The wooden bridge is very long, and the entire wooden bridge is built against the shore, which becomes a boardwalk through the marshland on the shore of the lake. Its shape is also similar to that of the plank road, except that it is much shorter, almost built close to the swamp, or a long wooden plank laid on the surface of the swamp. The entire Dongting Lake is connected by a wooden plank road in this shape, as if the lake is divided by the "cutting circle method".

Each section of the wooden bridge is not very long, but due to the height of the bridge, if it is rainy, I am afraid that the entire bridge deck will be submerged into the water. Jing Mo saw a lot of abandoned and rotten wooden bridges in the process of walking, and the one under her own feet seemed to have been soaked in the lake not long ago, and it was a little slippery to walk on it, and it would creak when she stepped on it with her feet, and in a trance, it seemed that she would step on the air and fall down if she stepped on it hard, so Jing Mo, who was carrying her younger brother, did not dare to stride forward.

As soon as the wind blew, the smell of fishy and damp came to his nose, Jing Mo, who grew up on the "land" since he was a child, smelled this very unacceptable, and complained: "Salty, wet and fishy, this is my evaluation of this Dongting Lake, I was looking forward to something to look good at." ”

Ye Yan walked in front, and when she heard this, she didn't look back, and she didn't scold, but said leisurely: "But you must take your brother here for at least three years." ”

Situ Lingyun raised his eyebrows, "Is the night hero going to teach them martial arts?" ”

"Exactly."

"But ......" Situ Lingyun quietly looked at Jing Xuan, who was sleeping on Jing Mo's back, "Jing Mo's younger brother's body ...... It should be difficult to withstand the intensity of summer training and winter training, right? ”

Jing Mo, who wanted to talk back, was also silent.

However, Ye Yan was not pessimistic, he smiled and said: "My sect is on the mountain, and the mountain people have their own tricks; My eldest apprentice has a way to make her brother become similar to a normal person, and I also have a martial arts specially used to teach Jing Xuan, it depends on how well they understand and whether they can persevere with their will. ”

"Will they all become as powerful as the other apprentices?" Situ Lingyun's eyes suddenly revealed a look of seeking talent.

"If I can't do it, I won't let them both go down the mountain at all."

"That sounds really harsh."

"I don't think it's going to take me three years to get down." Jing Mo finally found an opportunity to talk back.

Ye Yan glanced at her and asked with interest, "What family heirloom skills can make you believe?" ”

"You'll find out when you try it." Jing Mo also wants to go around the country more often, looking for clues to change, if he is locked up in the mountains for a lifetime, what can he change!

"You don't need me to try, I'll ask for advice later."

"Fools?" Jing Mo thought of an allusion, "The 'wolf' who worries about the sky? ”

"That's the name, indeed."

If Jing Mo's current expression is drawn as a comic, it is "=." ="Two equals......

Walking across the long trestle bridge, Ye Yan and his entourage finally walked from the side of the Dongting Lake estuary to the southern foot of the Scorpion Ridge. He was greeted by a man dressed like a Taoist priest with two mustaches, but trimmed as neatly as his eyebrows, without giving the impression that "a man with a moustache is a treacherous man".

There will always be strange people in strange places, Jing Mo thought so in his heart, but he said very politely: "Wow, it's really troublesome for you, you actually came to greet us, it's so polite." ”

But she didn't expect Situ Lingyun and Ye Yan to stare at her with strange eyes.

"How...... What's wrong? What's on my face? Jing Mo frowned, and wiped his face with one free hand.

Situ Lingyun, who is proficient in the world, covered his mouth and smiled: "No, Sister Jing Mo." I'm just curious about your ...... Belch...... Phrasing? She specially paid attention to the change in Jing Mo's expression, if it didn't please her, she would definitely change the word immediately.

"Wording...... Jing Mo squinted his eyes, "I just can't speak, I admit it." But at least I'm polite to greet the people who come to greet me. ”

Ye Yan nodded and wanted to end this embarrassing situation, so she made a set of gestures to the visitor.

The bearded man lowered his head as if he was aware of it, walked to Jing Mo's side, and touched Jing Mo's shoulder.

"Huh!?" Jing Mo was startled and hurriedly retreated, but he didn't expect that he didn't get any distance from the man at all, but got closer and closer.

This scene was not glamorous at all, and Jing Xuan on Jing Mo's back was naturally taken away by the man. And Jing Mo didn't react at all to how he "lost" Jing Xuan!

"What...... What the heck! Jing Mo closed his mouth in surprise.

It's good if it's a master, but the man with two beards in front of him doesn't look like he has internal strength at all. This made Jing Mo feel even more frustrated, after all, he inherited the strongest human body in the Prayer Holy War, how could he not react to that kind of speed.

"Okay, Jing Xuan always makes you tired on your back, and then you have to climb a mountain of more than 1,000 meters overnight, let's rest at the house of the people in the middle of the mountain tonight, it's not early, it's time to start." Ye Yan stood with his hands in his hands and took the lead to go up the mountain. But the strange thing is that he seems to have deliberately slowed down, as if he was waiting for someone......

Jing Mo noticed this detail, and in his anger, he didn't want to go up to ask, so he honestly stood at the end of the line, looking at Jing Xuan on the man's back.

"Brother...... In fact...... You're awake. Jing Mo squinted a little dissatisfied.

Jing Xuan seemed to be shocked by these words on the man's back, then yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked, "Hmm...... Where is this? Sister...... We're here? ”

Jing Mo blew the bangs in front of his forehead, "Have little children learned to pretend?" ”

"Uh......" Jing Xuan shrank up, not daring to answer.

"Hehe, your sister and brother have a really good relationship." Situ Lingyun kept looking at the two people playing treasure behind him, with a smile in his eyes, "Xiao Jingxuan, if you are afraid of being stared at by your sister, you can come to my arms, although my martial arts are not high, but you are not heavy, it is no problem to carry you away." ”

"Hey! Foul! Don't seduce little boys, okay! Jing Mo continued to complain in a modern tone.

Although it is different from the usual context, Situ Lingyun can still understand the word "seduction", and pouted, "Hey-Sister Jingmo, don't be like this, your brother is everyone's, not just you, if you want to marry someone else's girl in the future, I can't be with you." ”

"Who...... Who wants a sister and brother to fall in love! Tsk...... As a result, she regretted it as soon as these words were released, Jing Mo's gaze was moving downward, because she remembered herself.

Like, there's no way to accuse others like this, who makes him ...... himself

Jing Xuan sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly hugged the neck of the man with two beards, "I'm very safe, it's not bumpy at all, I'm fine, no...... No. After speaking, he also secretly aimed at Jing Mo.

It just so happened that Jing Mo was also distracted, and after his eyes met, Jing Xuan hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

But unfortunately, Jing Mo didn't understand it, but instead she stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder and asked, "When did you start being a disciple of Yeyan?" Did you just do it lightly, or did you? ”

However, the man kept smiling and shaking his head, but did not speak, perhaps because he couldn't free his hand, and after moving his elbow a few times, he kept holding Jing Xuan with his backhand, steady until he didn't tremble.

It seems that Ye Yan, who is at the forefront, finally can't bear Jing Mo's loneliness, "He is a fool, a talented mute." ”