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In the southwest corner of Jiangyin Town, a simple school stands on Qingshi Street.

In the school, an old man in his late teens was unhurriedly explaining the history of the mainland. Although the old man was old, he spoke very seriously, and his cloudy eyes occasionally flashed with sharp inches. This old man is the most experienced senior in Jiang Yin Town, and it is most suitable for him to popularize the history of the mainland to his children.

More than 30 teenagers of similar age sat on wooden stools in unison. Their childish faces exuded a strong desire for knowledge. The teenagers straightened their backs and opened their eyes wide, their innocent faces full of serious expressions, for fear of missing a word.

"Next, I want to tell you about the high-level demon beasts on the Tianshu Continent that can't break through. These demon beasts below will never be able to break through to the supreme ......"

The old man spoke seriously, and the children listened attentively.

Only in the corner, there was a young man, lying on the table, half-squinting.

"The first snow, it's still as usual, when the old man finishes his lecture, you wake me up, and I want to go out to bask in the sun. The boy smiled a little. He is very handsome, with deep and bright eyes, a straight and stubborn nose, and he is very pleasing to girls at first glance.

Next to the young man, there sat a girl a few years younger than him, with snow-white skin and clear eyes. She is the little sister of the young neighbor's family, named Zheng Chuxue.

Obviously, when the teenager usually goes to class, he secretly sleeps and sleeps in the habit of sleeping. And every time he sleeps, he asks the girl to keep an eye on him.

Zheng Chuxue hesitated for a long time before she said pitifully: "Okay, I'll help you again...... But don't let the teacher know, or you'll be beaten in the palm of your hand. ”

"It's very painful to beat the palms of the hands, Chu Xue was beaten by her father once, and she never dared to do anything wrong again......" The girl fell into a painful memory, as if her father was beating her palms harshly.

Suddenly, I heard a soft snort around me, and the young man fell asleep without any discipline, sleeping with a on his face, and a few drops of saliva, and he couldn't hear what she was saying for a long time.

"Brother Mo!" Zheng Chuxue pursed her lips, a little angry, but she was really helpless.

The young man is usually like this, and no one can control him. Since Zheng Chuxue can remember, he has often seen teenagers being lectured by his mother, locked up in a small black room by his mother, beaten, punished for endorsement, punished for not being allowed to eat dinner, and not allowed to go out to play......

Just as the girl was thinking about it, the old man on the podium suddenly raised his head, and his dizzy old eyes swept the teenagers under the stage. Then, the old man cleared his throat, "Just now, I talked about the demon beasts on the Tianshu Continent that can't break through the high-level. Next, I will test you. ”

The old man's cloudy old eyes burst out with fine light, sweeping over the youthful faces of the teenagers like a sharp sword. Finally, it slowly landed on the corner and landed on the boy who was sleeping on the table......

Zheng Chuxue's heart "chuckled", and her eyes became cramped and uneasy, "The teacher won't see Brother Mo sleeping, right? The teacher won't see Brother Mo sleeping, right?" She didn't pay attention to the lecture just now, she didn't know what the teacher said at all, she was afraid that the teacher would read her and the boy's names.

I saw the old man clear his throat and hum two words from his nostrils: "Cheng Mo." ”

Zheng Chuxue was startled, and her heart beat violently, the teacher called the boy's name!

Cheng Mo is sleeping sweetly at the moment, still looking like a nymphomaniac, and a few drops of saliva, who knows if he dreamed of picking up money.

"Brother Mo, wake up!" the girl poked Cheng Mo, who was sleeping.

Cheng Mo, who was asleep, felt that he had been poked, and then he opened his eyes in a daze.

Through his eyes, he saw the old man standing quietly on the podium, not lecturing.

"Class?" So, Cheng Mo, as usual, stood up in a daze and walked outside the school.

As soon as he walked to the door of the school, Cheng Mo suddenly felt that something was wrong!

He turned around slowly, turned his head, and looked at the quiet school.

He noticed that the teacher and all the students were looking at him in unison, their faces full of horror.

Only Zheng Chuxue, who was in the corner, kept waving to herself, and the expression on her face was so complicated that she couldn't describe it in words.

Cheng Mo realized something, and hurriedly ran into the academy, quickly returned to his seat, and stood straight.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhao, hehe. Cheng Mo had already come to his senses, and he also realized that he had done something out of the ordinary just now, so he kept laughing.

"Hmph. The old man snorted heavily from his nose.

"Cheng Mo, let me ask you. The old man didn't care about his sleep in class, but began to ask, "On our Tianshu Continent, which demon beasts can't break through the high level?"

Cheng Mo was stunned, he went to sleep just now, how do you know what demon beasts can't break through the high level. Besides, whether this demon beast can break through the high level or not is none of his business. Seeing Cheng Mo's expression in a daze, the old man sighed, "I knew you didn't listen to the class properly." Let me remind you, 'The egret flies in front of the Cisse Mountain', what's the next sentence?"

Cheng Mo let out an "ah" and scratched his head. He remembered that his mother had asked him to recite the poem, but he had forgotten what the poem was about. He held back for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered where he had read the following, so he said loudly: "The black turtle crawls by the river in Dongcun!" and then his face was ecstatic: "I know that Mr. Zhao, the egret and the black turtle are demon beasts that can't break through the high-level!"

"Get out of here!"

......

The sundial is timed at four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Chu Xue, my good sister, my life and death are all tied to your hands. ”

Cheng Mo took Zheng Chuxue's little hand and walked on the way home.

Zheng Chuxue cried with a sad face, "Brother Mo, I really don't want to help you copy the book, if the teacher finds out that it is Chu Xue's handwriting, he will hit the palm of his hand." ”

"Chu Xue, are you just going to die like this, don't you save me? punish me for copying books a hundred times, it's better to kill me......" Cheng Mo also cried with a sad face.

Zheng Chuxue was silent.

"That's it, if you get into trouble in the future, I'll take the black pot for you!"

Zheng Chuxue whispered: "Chuxue never gets into trouble......

"If there is something delicious in the future, I will let you eat it!"

Zheng Chuxue whispered: "The first snow is not greedy......"

"In the future, I will do all the martial arts classes for you. ”

Zheng Chuxue hesitated for a moment, "Is it okay?"

"Of course you can!" Cheng Mo nodded sincerely, "I have a good talent for martial arts, and Chu Xue is very knowledgeable, do you think we are men and women together, and we are not tired of working?"

Zheng Chuxue nodded, "Yes, Brother Mo." ”

"Okay, it's a deal!" Cheng Mo and Zheng Chuxue high-fived and swore an oath, and the two smiled brightly.

Although Cheng Mo smiled very sunny on the surface, he secretly laughed in his heart: "It's stupid, I believe it! How can a martial arts class be done on behalf of you......

......

Cheng Mo and Zheng Chuxue are a pair of carefree buddies next door.

When Cheng Mo was two years old, Zheng Chuxue was born. Ever since Cheng Mo can remember, it seems that he has been bullying Zheng Chuxue.

Now that time has passed, nine years have passed, Zheng Chuxue is nine years old, and Cheng Mo is eleven years old.

When I was a teenager, I gradually began to be sensible, but I still retained some innocence. This is also the most beautiful and ignorant time in a person's life.

"The first snow, there are still ten miles away from home, just walk so slowly, you will definitely not be able to go back in half an hour. Why don't we take a step and compete to see who gets home first?" Cheng Mo proposed.

"Brother Mo, you are already at the first level of the Spirit Seed Stage, but I haven't ......started yet," Zheng Chuxue hesitated.

"The spirit seed stage is just the first realm for beginners, not to mention that I am still in the first stage, and it is no different from those who have not started. Cheng Mo smiled.

"Then try it. Zheng Chuxue agreed.

Cheng Mo saw Zheng Chuxue agree, and he was secretly happy. Since he was a child, he has been a person who likes to move and not like to be quiet, and he can't wait to catch Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, Zheng Wang, and the seven aunts and eight aunts around him to compete with him, whether it is better than fighting, better than running, as long as he can compare with the previous one, he can be satisfied.

Zheng Chuxue just nodded, only to see a small wind sweeping by, this stubborn and active Cheng Mo has long been gone.

Seeing that Cheng Mo rushed out like a small whirlwind, Zheng Chuxue was not to be outdone. After she called out "Brother Mo, wait for me to ......", the wind was blowing under her feet, like a white shadow, shuttling through the streets and alleys.

Besides, Cheng Mo ran extremely fast, and he deliberately picked up a crowded place to run. The sand and dust rolled up under his feet were like a small whirlwind, causing chickens and dogs to jump. Although he disturbed the people in the market, they were not angry, but looked at the young man with a smile.

"It's that kid from the Cheng family again......"

"Who else but him has so much ADHD?"

"I see that this kid has good bones, and he will become a great weapon in the future!"

As soon as the townspeople finished praising Cheng Mo, another whirlwind swept in, and Zheng Chuxue was like a gust of white snow, passing along his brother's route.

In the Tianshu Continent, not everyone is a cultivator, and there are many ordinary people who are powerless. They can be merchants, literati, workshop owners, or politicians, but they can't become practitioners.

For these two talented children, everyone reciprocated with envy, appreciation and tolerance.

Cheng Mo ran on Xingtou, and the scenery on both sides flew by like a passing scene, and in the end, only afterimages remained. When he practices his pace, he likes to choose routes with a lot of people, which can train his perception of the environment and obstacles. You must know that in the process of high-speed movement, people may not be able to see the scenery on both sides clearly, and at this time, they can only rely on feeling.

Places with a lot of people are the most suitable for training this kind of environmental awareness.

Just when Cheng Mo ran to the alley two miles away from home, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and then hit something soft with a "bang".

Cheng Mo let out an "ouch" and stopped.

Half a meter in front of him, a man dressed in black was looking at him with a smile.

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