Continue to cast flowers, brothers help to stabilize the second place on the new book list. By the way, book flowers for next week, hahaha.

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Zhu Pingman looked at the sleeping Mo Lin, with a very complicated expression on his face, he walked in front of Mo Lin, stretched out his finger and put a finger on Mo Lin's forehead. Mo Lin's breathing became very even, and the whole person passed out in a deep coma.

"The house is kind-hearted to such an extent, it's really exaggerating to say that they are dead-headed." Zhu Pingman took off Mo Lin's clothes, looked at Mo Lin's ** body and muttered.

"Lu Yueren is the smartest little ghost I've ever seen, how can they be in cahoots with Mo Qilin, they have invested so much blood, aren't they afraid of what happens?" Zhu Pingman's fingers caressed the small shallow scar on Mo Lin's neck, and whispered to himself.

Zhu Pingman's fingers walked on Mo Lin's body, each joint had to be touched, and finally came to Mo Lin's heart, his fingers pressed on the heart, concentrating, and a green light suddenly appeared on his fingers. The light slowly burrowed into Mo Lin's body and began to spread.

Through Mo Lin's skin, he could see countless green lines spreading under his body, and Zhu Ping quietly watched the green lines until the green lines covered Mo Lin's body.

"Sure enough, it's a hundred and eight golden needle lock dragon array, it's really a waste of money." When the green lines stopped spreading, Zhu Pingman looked at the pattern formed by the dense green lines on Mo Lin's body, and muttered in annoyance.

There was a small green dot of light shining at each joint of Mo Lin's body, and the pattern formed by these green dots connected by green threads turned out to be a dragon with teeth and claws.

Zhu Pingman stared at the pattern on Mo Lin's body for a long time, and finally sighed, with a light tap of his finger, the green line on Mo Lin's body slowly converged, regathered to the atrium and drilled out of the body, returned to Zhu Pingman's fingers, flashed and disappeared.

After dressing Mo Lin, Zhu Pingman sat on the edge of the bed, took out a few fruits from his arms, pulled out the stopper on the gourd, and sang an ancient song in a low voice while drinking.

"I and you take different paths, you are brave and do not flinch, I am silent but firm. I am roaring in my heart, I want the world to know that no matter how rough life is, I must live proudly......"

The song is melodious, with a heaviness that has been tempered by the years. In the midst of this song, Zhu Pingman drank all the wine in the gourd and fell asleep. The oil lamps in the cave fell and went out suddenly, and this night returned to quiet and peaceful silence.

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"Hmm...... It hurts......" When he opened his eyes, Mo Lin's first feeling was that his whole body was sore, especially in various joints, as if an awl had pierced into his bones, making him almost unable to get up.

Thinking that he still had to train, Mo Lin reluctantly got up, and was about to get out of the hole, when Zhu Pingman walked in, and he was still carrying a big cloth bag on his back.

"Awake? Pack up and let's go. Zhu Ping said, saying as he put some of the items in the cave into the cloth bag.

"Go? Where to go? Mo Lin asked suspiciously.

"Inkman Village." Zhu Pingman's answer was very succinct.

"What, is the old man going to live in the Ink Village?" Mo Lin was overjoyed.

"I'm just going to live in the mountains closer to the Ink Village." Zhu Pingman glared at Mo Lin dissatisfied, "In order to train you, if I want to drink monkey wine in the future, I have to run a long way." ”

"Why did you move to the vicinity of Inkman Village?" Mo Lin still didn't figure it out.

"Nonsense, aren't you from the Mo family? If you're always training with me here, they'll think you're missing. When the time comes, send a group of people to find it, and it will be annoying to death. In the future, you will be in the Ink Village during the day, do whatever you want, and go to the nearby mountains to find me to cultivate at night. Zhu commented on the road.

Only then did Mo Lin understand that there was only one way for him to think about it. However, he still said: "Grandpa, it's better to go to the village to live, the people in the ink village are very kind." ”

Zhu Pingman shook his head like a rattle: "I don't want to live with a group of brainless guys, I'm angry." ”

Mo Lin really didn't know why Zhu Pingman's views on Mo were so extreme, but he had no choice but to accept this arrangement. He didn't have anything, just packed up the ore that Zhu Pingman gave him, and went on the road together.

On the way back to Moshi Village, Mo Lin followed Zhu Pingman and continued to run with the running method he just learned yesterday, the mountain road was rugged, and some places were very steep, Mo Lin was simply half running and half rolling along the way, and when he came to the mountains and forests near Moshi Village, he had fallen and was bruised. But Zhu Pingman didn't seem to see it, and criticized Mo Lin for running too slowly.

"Huhu...... It took me a whole day when I came, and I came back in just half a day, which was very good. Mo Lin gasped.

Zhu Pingman walked around the mountains and forests and took a fancy to a flat woodland. He came to a tall and thick tree in the middle of the woodland and said to Mo Lin: "From now on, we will meet here every night at midnight, and if you are absent once, I will never teach you again." ”

"I won't be absent." Mo Lin patted his chest and assured that although he had only trained with Zhu Pingman for one day, Mo Lin felt that it was very effective. An intuition told him that Zhu Pingman was a capable person, and maybe he could really change his fate.

"Very well, you can go back to the village now. I'm looking for a place to live nearby. Zhu Pingman said, "Don't forget to bring me something to eat when you come every night." ”

"I won't forget it." Mo Lin said. As soon as the words fell, Zhu Pingman's figure had disappeared in a flash. Mo Lin opened his mouth wide and looked at the empty mountains and forests, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

One day, I'm going to learn that too. By that time, I'll be able to be a qualified inkman, right? Mo Lin's young heart boiled with enthusiasm without any agitation. The dream that had been dusty was re-spliced because of the appearance of Zhu Pingman, inspiring the young man to set off again, regardless of any dangers, and move forward bravely in order to realize his dream.

When Mo Lin returned to the Ink Village, it was already evening, and because he was afraid that Mo Zhou would be worried, he went to Xiangyun Machinery Store first.

Seeing Mo Lin come back, Mo Zhou was overjoyed, but when he saw the scars on Mo Lin's body, he asked anxiously: "Are you okay, did you encounter a fierce beast?" ”

Mo Lin said embarrassedly: "It's a fall......"

Thinking of Mo Lin's weak body, Mo Zhou didn't ask again, but just took a bottle of medicinal wine from the store and rubbed it on Mo Lin.

When he saw the ore that Mo Lin took out of the cloth bag, Mo Zhou was stunned, he had to go to the mine several times a year, and he also boasted of his experience, but he had never had such a rich harvest. Seeing the precious five-star stone and tiger's eye stone, the ink shaft's eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.

"Where did you find this?" Mo Zhou picked up the five-star stone and tiger's eye stone in surprise, and couldn't put it down for a while, only to suddenly remember that these ores are generally buried deep underground, and with Mo Lin's physical condition, it is difficult to obtain.

Zhu Ping told Mo Lin not to divulge his situation, and Mo Lin agreed. For this promise, poor Mo Lin lied for the first time in his life.

Mo Lin said that he had picked up the ore in the depths of the mine, because he had never lied, and Mo Lin did not doubt it too much, but just sighed that Mo Lin's luck was too good.

"Teacher, I'm useless with these two ores, so I'll give them to you." Mo Lin saw that Mo Zhou couldn't put down the five-star stone and tiger's eye stone, so he said generously.

"How can this work, this is a very precious ore, I can't ask for it." The ink shaft waved his hand again and again. Although as a master craftsman, precious ores are simply more important than life, but he is not a greedy person.

"These ores are too precious to be used yet. It's better to give it to the teacher, maybe you can create a good magic weapon. Mo Lin said, what he said was indeed the truth, with his current ability, it was still a long way to go if he wanted to create a magic weapon. Only a master craftsman of the level of the ink shaft or a skilled engineer can use these two ores well.

Mo Zhou hesitated again and again, and finally could not resist the temptation of the ore, and accepted it at Mo Lin's insistence. However, the magic weapon he promised to create would definitely give Mo Lin a piece, which could be regarded as a reward for ore.

When Mo Lin returned to the Mo Shi's dormitory, it was already the time when the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, he hurriedly ate, brought a few baked meatloaf, and quietly went out after everyone else had already slept, all the way out of the village, and came to the place agreed with Zhu Pingman.

It was pitch black in the mountains and forests, but fortunately, Mo Lin carried the "light tube" made by the ink maker, a small bamboo tube emitted a ghostly light, illuminating the way forward, which could smoothly come to the agreed place.

When Mo Lin arrived, Zhu Pingman hadn't come yet. He was just about to take a break, when he felt a light on his hand, and the meatloaf was gone.

"Who?" Mo Lin was startled, feeling the wind surging behind his ears, and couldn't help but look back in a panic.

"What's the panic, it's me." Zhu Pingman looked at Mo Lin's appearance and hated the way that iron does not become steel.

"I thought it was ......" Mo Lin breathed a sigh of relief, he had never been to such a dark and gloomy place at midnight, so he would inevitably be a little afraid.

"If you don't have a will like steel, you can't train a body like steel, and you can't become a real martial arts master. You're a little too timid, and you're not quick enough, so it looks like you'll need to train a lot in the future. Zhu Pingman commented unceremoniously, sat down cross-legged, and began to eat the meatloaf brought by Mo Lin.

"Is it delicious? This is the eldest lady of the dormitory. Mo Lin said.

"Reluctantly......" Zhu Ping said vaguely, but looking at the speed of his eating meatloaf, it is completely impossible to see his "reluctance".

"I said what are you still doing in a daze, go run." Zhu Pingman took two more bites and shouted at Mo Lin.