"Buzz ......"

Just as Meng Chen was practicing, the mobile phone on the table vibrated again.

Picking up his phone and glancing at it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Manting, how are you doing?"

Answering the phone, he asked.

Chen Manting, Chen Manqing's younger sister, is six years younger than the two, and when she was a child, she often followed him and Chen Manqing's buttocks, running and playing everywhere.

"Brother Meng Chen, I ......"

Chen Manting on the other end of the phone didn't finish her sentence, and the phone was snatched away by another person.

"Meng Chen, have you eaten?"

Wang Yun's voice came.

"Not yet, I'm about to go out to eat...... Aunt Wang, what is Manting looking for me?"

Meng Chen was slightly puzzled.

"It's okay, that girl just misses you, call and ask...... I've been busy preparing for exams lately, haven't you?"

Wang Yun smiled.

"Oh, it's okay, not very busy. I joined the school's martial arts club, and the pressure on the liberal arts was much less, mainly for the martial arts exam. ”

Meng Chen said.

"Well, a few days ago, I saw Lao Lin go to the forest park to walk his horses, and I heard him talk about it. Increasing your strength, whether it is a literary examination or a martial arts examination, is very crucial...... Meng Chen, you are busy preparing for the exam, so Aunt Wang won't say much, hang up?"

Wang Yun instructed and hung up the phone.

“...... Okay Aunt Wang. ”

Meng Chen was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

......

On the other side of the phone, Wang Yun hung up the phone and glanced at Chen Manting with some disgust.

Chen Manting puffed out her cheeks, which were still a little baby fat, and said a little aggrieved: "Mom, Brother Meng Chen has such a good relationship with his brother, tell him about this, maybe it can help! Why did you take my phone?"

Wang Yun frowned, "Your brother Meng Chen's family, hasn't there been enough things in the past year? Besides, he is also a child who is not a few years older than you, what can he do!"

"So what are we going to do? Let them take the cherry orchard away?"

Chen Manting's eyes were red.

"I've called your uncle, and they'll come back in the evening to discuss and think of a safe way. ”

Wang Yun gently took Chen Manting in her arms and said in a leisurely voice.

"Uncle? Do you still want to count on them? The people in the village say that the uncle's family is a person who plucks the feathers of the geese! I think he has already benefited from this matter, otherwise he would have been persuading you to sell the cherry orchard to those people?"

Chen Manting broke free from her mother's arms and protested.

"Little kid, what nonsense?"

A hint of anger appeared on Wang Yun's face.

"Isn't it? In our picking garden, the income from picking cherries a year and selling drinks and snacks is not less than 100,000 yuan, but they have to buy each cherry tree at a total price of more than 120 yuan...... Whining...... Can the uncle and his family not understand this? They came over twice in three days to 'say peace,' which time was on our side? Their family didn't have a good thing!"

Chen Manting cried and said loudly.

"You ......" Wang Yun pulled Chen Manting over, picked up her slap and beat her ass, "You dead girl, can you talk past your brain? He is your father's brother, your uncle, if you let others hear this, what will you say?"

Chen Manting gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes, and let her mother teach her a lesson without saying a word.

Wang Yun slapped her daughter a few times, and she burst into tears, turned around and hugged her daughter, and said in a choked voice, "Manting, you are still young, and you still don't understand many things...... We orphans and widows, we always have to have some support in case of trouble, although your uncle is not good, but after all, they are close relatives......"

Chen Manting shook her shoulder, broke free of her mother, and walked towards the kitchen by herself, "They are going to come over for dinner at night, and I will wash the vegetables." ”

Wang Yun opened her mouth behind her daughter's back, wanting to say something, but she didn't say anything after all.

On the bedside table in the bedroom, there is a group photo.

The group photo is a family of four, the male owner is handsome, looks like he is in his thirties, and is pressing his hands on the shoulders of the teenage boy in front of him. Behind the young man, the quiet and delicate hostess, holding a four or five-year-old girl, snuggled up to the young man, her face full of happiness.

Wang Yun's fingers brushed lightly over the group photo, and tears fell on the frame one by one.

In the kitchen, Chen Manting was also wiping her tears while washing vegetables.

"Brother, where are you? Why don't you come back......"

She muttered.

At her age, she really doesn't understand many things.

But she knew that when her brother was there, there weren't so many things at all.

Now that my brother has been missing for less than three months, the things in the family are one after another.

It seems that without this person, the sky has fallen......

......

On the other side, Meng Chen put down his phone, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Chen Manting obviously wanted to talk to him, but Aunt Wang snatched the phone away.

This has happened many times over the years.

But those are all other people's families, and they all dislike his reputation as a "Heavenly Evil Lone Star" and don't want to associate with him.

He and Chen Manqing have had a good relationship since childhood, and sometimes the two play late at each other's house, so they eat and stay at each other's house.

But now......

Meng Chen has a lot of nerves in other things, but he cherishes family affection and friendship very much.

Because of these things, what he has now, is very little, very little.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much...... Aunt Wang is just afraid of delaying my college entrance examination. ”

Meng Chen rubbed his cheeks with his hands, got up and walked into the kitchen.

Originally, today, I wanted to go out to eat and celebrate the "Martial Saint Three Absolute Slashes." ”

But at this moment, I suddenly lost my mood.

After eating two bowls of instant noodles, Meng Chen continued to explore in the living room to familiarize himself with the power skills of the Martial Saint Three Absolute Slashes.

That night, Wu Da sent another message, saying that he had arrived at Erxian Mountain and was inquiring about the location of Luo Zhenren's cave.

However, Meng Chen's side had not yet obtained Hua Tuo's Green Capsule Sutra, so he had to ask Wu Da to inquire near Erxian Mountain for the time being, collect more information, and wait until he got the Green Capsule Sutra, and then officially go up the mountain to visit Luo Zhenren.

......

Soon, another three days passed.

During these three days, Meng Chen mainly cultivated to the Yang Jue during the day, and at night and during the rest time in between, he devoted all his thoughts to pondering the Martial Saint Three Absolute Slashes.

Early that morning, as soon as the doorbell rang, two police officers carried a wooden box and waited at the door.

Under inquiry, it was said that Fu Yue had a mission in the past two days, so when they were asked to patrol, they brought this object over by the way.

After thanking the two, Meng Chen moved the wooden box into the living room.

Rubbing his hands together, he opened the wooden box with an excited expression.

A blue cold light immediately shot into his eyes.

"Good knives!"

With just one glance, Meng Chen immediately fell in love with this knife.

THE TOTAL LENGTH OF THIS KNIFE IS 2.4 METERS, THE BLADE IS 91.4CM, THE HANDLE IS 148.6CM, AND THE WEIGHT IS 75 KG.

The whole blade is blue in color, the blade is as cold as the moon, the back of the knife is as thick as a saw, and there are dragon-shaped blood grooves on both sides, which looks majestic and vigorous!

"Bang!"

Meng Chen grabbed the big knife and held it in his hand.

"Huhuhu......"

Vertical splitting, horizontal chopping, flat cutting, upward teasing, dragon exhibition, tiger detention, bear shooting, elephant grinding......

The light of the knife is like electricity and the wind, rolling up pieces of cold knives in the living room.

After just dancing for a moment, Meng Chen stopped.

The living room is too small, not to mention the three slashes of the Martial Saint, and even ordinary swings are difficult to perform.

Putting the Qinglong knife back into the wooden box and carrying it, Meng Chen got up and walked out of the house.

To practice knives, you have to go to Gutanling!

Moreover, this sword technique is more suitable for riding combat, and practicing on a horse can get started faster.