Late at night, in the corner of Fujiwara's house, in the courtyard of Ashmida

"Sister Hong." Ashmida sat in the courtyard with a wistful face, bathed in the moonlight, and at this moment he looked so sad in the moonlight. Today's sister red reminded him of Sasha, didn't Sasha just run around in the holy area and break into the virgin palace he guarded, which happened after a series of things, these things made him feel that he was no longer meaningless in this world, he still cared about things in the world, and things to protect, which made him firm in his beliefs and stabilize his state of mind.

"Let's hope she doesn't let me down." Ashmida sighed softly, today I want to accept Mei Hong as a disciple is just a whim, every day to teach a group of children who have reached the age of the second year of secondary school, although they are all precocious, it is relatively calm, but even so, the pressure is very great. Ashmida could feel that among the students he taught, there were quite a few people who were very dark in their hearts, although he didn't know what they were thinking, but he could feel a strong snobbery in them, and whatever they did was very purposeful, for example, they asked Ashmida questions, all in the hope of leaving a good impression in Ashmida's heart, and then passing through Ashmida's mouth could leave a good impression on the other side, so that they could get better treatment in the future. There are very few questions that really just ask for advice, and among all the students, all kinds of open and secret battles, gangs and factions are going on every day, and Ashmida only feels a burst of sadness, obviously he should live a happy life at this age, but he is fighting for the rights of adults, this is the sorrow of the children of the big family. Ashmida feels a lot of negative emotions every day, and it is really very uncomfortable. But even so, Ashmida persisted for 10 years, just to repay the unequal life-saving grace. Now, Ashmida felt that this favor was almost done, and all that remained was to help him when he was in danger or in trouble. He didn't want to teach that group of dark middle two ghosts anymore, and it just so happened that the arrival of Meihong gave him a good excuse.

"I want to think about it, what should I teach my sister to be popular?" Ashmida shook his head, threw his previous feelings out of his mind, and began to think carefully about what he should teach Mei Hong.

"Small universe? No, no, no, that's too dangerous. Ashmida remembered his own power, the small universe of the Saint Seiya, and then he shook his head violently. The training of the Saint Seiya is basically playing with life, it can almost be regarded as nine deaths, and even so, there are very few people who can comprehend the small universe, so the small universe is decisively passed.

"Alchemy?" Ashmida immediately thought of the alchemy he had found in Presia, but he shook his head, alchemy was too complicated and required a huge amount of knowledge.

Ashmida thought about all the knowledge he knew, thinking about what Meihong could learn, and then he shook his head a little helplessly.

"Let's take a look at Meihong's learning ability first." Ashmida said.

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Early the next morning

"Oh, Mr. Ashmida." A nervous Lori girl stood respectfully in the courtyard to greet Ashmida.

"Okay, okay, don't be so nervous." Ashmida smiled and waved her hand, signaling that Mei Hong didn't need to be nervous.

"........." Mei Hong didn't dare to make a sound, maintained her posture, and stood stiffly in place. Soon after she returned to her mother, her father sent someone to inform her that she would go here tomorrow to study with this very beautiful and gentle person, and her mother cried immediately when she knew it, and her mother hugged her and kept crying, and her mother said with a smile while crying: "Sister Hong, this is an opportunity." If you become his disciple, your father will definitely pay attention to your existence, and he will no longer care about our mother and daughter! Although the young sister didn't understand what this meant, she knew that if she studied well with that beautiful and gentle person, her father would definitely pay attention to her, and it was enough to know this. So she must be respectful, otherwise she will annoy others and what if she is not accepted as a disciple!

"Alas, it's really ......... to wait for you" Ashmida felt Mei Hong's feelings at the moment, and then thought about Mei Hong's attitude towards not equaling, he understood. In this regard, Ashmida could only smile helplessly and shake his head. Ashmida could only let go of persuasion, hoping that Meihong would change in the future, and he said, "Little Meihong, before accepting you as a disciple." I want to ask you, do you have anything you want to learn? ”

"Hmm............" Mei Hong lowered her little head, thinking very seriously, and after a while she raised her head to look at Ashmida, her delicate little face was full of seriousness, and her immature voice revealed a firmness that could not be ignored: "I want to learn swordsmanship." ”

"Huh? Why learn swordsmanship? Ashmida asked with some curiosity.

"I want to protect my mother!" Sister Hong's young body reveals a momentum that cannot be ignored. Mei Hong remembered that the servants in the family laughed at her mother, saying that her mother was really shameless, as a lowly slave, she was fortunate to be compared to an adult, and she was actually pregnant with a child, and what was even more shameless was that she also found an adult who was not better than the adult, or not more than the adult who was merciful, gave her a small yard, and gave her a little food and money every month. Every time my mother heard the ridicule of the servants, she just hugged her with a pale expression. From that moment on, Mei Hong's heart was determined to protect her mother's desire. As long as she learns swordsmanship, she can beat all those who laugh at her mother until they dare not laugh anymore.

"Yes." Ashmida was silent for a while, during Ashmida's silence, Mei Hong stood restlessly in place, she looked up nervously at Ashmida's face from time to time, but unfortunately, the expression on Ashmida's face has been as calm as water, and she can't see any expression at all.

"Sister Hong." After a long time, Ashmida finally spoke, but instead of using her previous nickname to call Mei Hong, she called her name directly, which made Mei Hong nervous.

"Yes!" Mei Hong was full of excitement and replied immediately.

"You will be my second disciple in the future, and you will call me teacher in the future." Ashmida's face was full of smiles at the moment, and Ashmida admitted that he recognized that Meihong could really be his student.

"Yes! Teacher! The girl's face was full of surprise, she felt that her whole body was filled with joy, and she felt that her body was light, as if it would float up in the next moment. She clenched her fists secretly, and she was one step closer to her goal.

"From now on, I will teach you the sword art of the Divine Ringing Stream. However, before that............... "Ashmida took out a copy of the Analects from his bosom, he calmly pushed the glasses that did not have zài on the bridge of his nose, and his whole body burst out with a strong momentum, and said sternly: "Now start to read and write, you can't become a martial arts idiot who only knows swordsmanship, and it is the right way to make progress together with the body and brain." I would never allow myself to teach a student like Caludeia's. ”