Chapter II: Agreements

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"Why do you say I'm sorry, I can tell you, since you have been chosen, you must work hard. I'm going to work hard even with my part. If you don't work hard, I'll teach you a good lesson. Mo Lin pretended to be fierce and waved his fist, "intimidating" Luo Qianqian. He said it easily, but in his heart he felt very uncomfortable.

"I will, I'll do double my effort, even yours. If you don't believe me, we'll hook our fingers. Luo Qianqian stretched out the little finger of her left hand and shook it at Mo Lin.

"Okay, let's hook our fingers." Mo Lin also stretched out his little finger and hooked up with Luo Qianqian, and the two children said together as if they had made a bet at the same table before: "Hang yourself with a hook, you must not change your ...... for a hundred years"

After the agreement, Mo Lin forced a smile and said: "Qianqian, in the future, you will definitely be very busy when you participate in the training of the ink master, and I can't go to you to play." ”

"Why, I'll go home for one night every ten years, and then ask my mother to make your favorite steamed fish." Luo Qianqian said.

"Really, that's great." Mo Lin smiled, "Then you have to tell me more interesting things about the ink masters in the future." ”

"Of course, then you also have to tell me about the new things you encountered. By the way, Mo Lin, have you thought about what life skills you want to learn? Luo Qianqian suddenly thought of a question.

Mo Lin really hadn't thought about what life skills he was going to learn, because until today, he had always been convinced that he could be a glorious ink master. But now that you can't be a inker, it's time to think about the way forward.

"Hmm...... My grades in engineering are a little better, I think I should study mechanical manufacturing, and when I finish my studies, I will make you the most powerful magic weapon. Mo Lin thought for a moment.

"That's great, you must not pay the bills."

"Who will pay the bills, am I that kind of person."

"Of course, the kite you owed me last time hasn't been made."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Have you forgotten! No, let's pull the hook, you have to make me the most powerful magic weapon. ”

"Didn't we just pull it?"

"That's another convention!"

"It's almost ......"

"How can it be about the same, are you going to cheat as soon as you agreed?"

"Who's going to cheat! Pull it, pull it, girls are really troublesome. ”

The children's sorrow never lasted long, and everyone who had just faced the separation and tried to hold back their tears soon resumed laughter. The three teachers had been watching them quietly, and they were relieved to see that everyone was happy to accept the results of the test.

"Everybody is strong." Qin Qin looked at the other children with emotion.

Baili Xi's face was tense, and he didn't seem to smile: "If you want to be an ink person, you must first be strong." ”

Mo Zhiwei moved his body, let his fat body hide in the shadows under the eaves as much as possible, and muttered: "It's a pity Mo Lin, his grades are actually very good." I have a particularly good grade in engineering, and I might be able to become a very good engineer. ”

"It is the order of the giant not to allow him to pass the test, and we must obey it unconditionally." Baili Xi on the side said expressionlessly.

"Although Mo Lin's health is a little poor, there is no problem in being an engineer. Besides, it's strange why the giant would give such an order for a child? Mo Zhiwei was puzzled, he only knew about studying engineering every day, and he didn't know much about other things. Someone also gave him the nickname "Dumb Man" for this.

"You probably weren't there when Mo Lin came to the village, something very strange happened at that time...... Qin Qin explained to Mo Zhiwei on the side.

"Say no more, it's a secret of the village." Without waiting for Qin Qin to finish speaking, Baili Xi interrupted her.

Seeing Baili Xi's face that seemed to be cast in iron, Mo Zhiwei and Qin Qin were silent, they looked at Mo Lin who was talking and laughing with Luo Qianqian not far away with regret, and the expression in their eyes was extremely complicated.

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The night was hazy and the moonlight shone on the central square of the Ink Village, which was like a layer of silver veil.

Mo Lin had dinner from Luo Qianqian's house, walked along the main road in the village, and unconsciously came to the central square.

The central square is very large, and every year during the Dragon Slaying Festival, the square is lit up with lights, and thousands of people in the village gather here without feeling crowded.

In the very center of the square is a huge statue that tells the story of the dragon slayer, the fragmented dragon, and the seven heroes who slay the dragon. The red dragon made of red copper meandered its body and hid in the clouds, and the seven heroes each used their magic weapons to surround the red dragon. And the idol in the children's hearts, the dragon slayer fragmented Yiyi, wielding a dragon slaying dagger, is rushing towards the red dragon.

The maker of the statue is the first master craftsman in the history of Moshi Village, and the carving technique is very exquisite. Zhiliyi's body is filled with a heroic spirit, and the Seven Heroes and the Red Dragon are also lifelike. Whenever he saw this statue, Mo Lin seemed to be personally experiencing the vicious battle that changed the fate of mankind, and felt his blood boiling and passionate.

Coming to the statue and looking up at the heroes' posture, Mo Lin was not as happy as usual. Ever since he was a child, he dreamed of becoming the founder of the Mo family, a great ink maker like Mo Zhai among the Seven Heroes.

"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to be a craftsman." Mo Lin muttered in his mouth, stroking the base of the statue with his hand, "The dream of the ink artist is buried in his heart." Anyway, the craftsman is also very good......"

Mo Lin raised his head and looked at the extraordinary heroes in the group portrait, one by one the faces recognized the past, and his gaze stayed on the fragmented face of the dragon slayer.

The legend of Fragmentation is so famous that every teenager can recite his heroic deeds backwards. Looking at the famous dragon-slaying dagger in his hand, a bold idea suddenly popped up in Mo Lin's heart.

The children of Moshi Village have received an education of following the rules and taking the world as their own responsibility since they were young, and there are few times when they are bold and reckless. Even the more naughty Mo Lin is much more disciplined than any child of the other six families. But Mo Lin's heart seemed to have some voice instigating him, the young man's blood boiled, and suddenly there was an irrepressible urge to climb up to the statue and touch the dragon slaying dagger in Zhiyi's hand.

When this thought came out of his life, Mo Lin's heart beat a drum. He looked around, and the night was getting darker, and the central square was quiet. Life in the village is peaceful, and the people with simple customs and simple life abide by the rules of the ink people who go to bed early and get up early, and they rest early. Except for Mo Lin, there is not even a ghost shadow in the central square.

"Just touch it......" Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Lin became bold. There is a small ladder behind the statue, which is convenient for people to climb up and clean, and Mo Lin happened to climb up to the base along the ladder.

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