Lin Manliu and Ning Ke, who walked out of the camp of Casting Sword Peak, walked together on the path back to the camp of Yijian Villa, at this time, the sky was still gray as in the early morning, and there was no intention of letting go of the sun, and the breeze was blowing from time to time, and it was also a little cold under the cover of this dim sky.

From time to time, disciples from other sects would shuttle on the path, and the two would stop, avoid them, and then continue to walk.

"Why did you think of reminding Casting Sword Peak, even if you are worried about the safety of your hometown, you are not afraid of exposing what you want to do with the Evil Sect, you know more?" Ning Ke hit the nail on the head and directly pointed out the inappropriateness of Lin Manliu before.

Ning Ke didn't have any idea of wanting to know the reason for his prompt from Lin Manliu, but for the reminder of the short-shirted young man before, he felt that he shouldn't act like this, so that if he was not careful, it would attract the attention of the entire Sword Casting Peak and even the entire Heaven and Earth Alliance, and then it would no longer be a trouble for the Sword Casting Peak to worship.

"Uncle Qiao is a person, you and I see it in our eyes, not those who claim to be high-minded, besides, no matter what the evil sect thinks, it will eventually be the victim, at this time, only the Heaven and Earth Alliance can resist it, and only the balance can be balanced" The short-shirted young man explained in response.

"That's it, whatever you want," Ning Ke said casually. But in my heart, I couldn't help but sigh, Lin Manliu, Lin Manliu, you are acting like this... One day, it will hurt you.

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk back to the camp where Yijian Villa was located, which was located in the south of the station, which was the first station to be attacked by mountain bandits, but fortunately, Mr. Mo led people to retreat to the square of the station in time, and the disciples in the villa were fortunately only seriously injured, and no disciples died from this mountain bandit infestation.

Lin Manliu took the lead in entering the tent that had just been repaired, and Mo Wuyan was discussing trivial matters with Ji Ting, Shen and the same disciples in the tent at this time, and saw Lin Manliu rolling into the tent, and Ning Ke, who was quietly staying outside the tent.

Mo Wuyan's face was a little happy at first, but then the whole person's face immediately became stiff.

"Why don't you obey Ji Ting's arrangement for this behavior?" Mr. Mo in front of Lin and Ning raised his hands and asked expressionlessly.

"At that time, the situation was urgent, I saw Qiao Xianfeng and that Xu Chong fighting for a long time, I was afraid that I would be besieged in the fire, and I wanted to step forward to relieve the siege..."Lin Manliu finally realized Ning Ke's feelings, and immediately explained respectfully.

"I've listened to Ji Ting and me about the original story, I don't need to explain, now when I don't listen, it's up to me to do the teacher's ceremony, and now there are several ways to introspect, choose it" Mo Wuyan closed his eyes slightly, no longer looked at the young man in the short shirt, just like the gentleman who chanted poetry and scriptures in the school, and began to chant his own truth.

The teenager, who didn't like the school since he was a child, naturally lowered his head in embarrassment, thinking about how to get himself out of the current situation.

But Ning Ke, who was outside the door, knew that Mr. Mo was not angry at this time, he was just teasing the young man, so she stayed quietly at the entrance of the tent, ready to watch a good show.

In the process of Lin Manliu bowing his head to listen to the punishment, Mo Wuyan mentioned what he said about the method of self-reflection. The first is to follow Ning Ke to study with him in the next few days, and in the days that follow, he needs to study until he meets the rest of Yijian Villa.

Second, no matter what the current chess skills are, every day after Ning Ke finishes studying, he will listen to Mo Wuyan talk about chess etiquette, and if he encounters a rest and station, he will watch chess with Mo Wuyan himself.

The third type, which seems to be the easiest for the young man at this time, is to fight with Ning Ke every day, and he must not win with the advantage of the blade in his hand.

Compared with the previous two, in Lin Manliu's opinion, the third one may be the best choice for himself, but he can't use the Spring Window Butterfly to fight the enemy, and even if Ning Ke's heels are higher than himself, he has seen most of them get along these days.

And Ji Ting and Shen and the same group of disciples couldn't help but hide their faces and laugh when they heard it on the side, it seemed that these things had appeared several times in the door.

Since the opening of the village, Mr. Mo likes to use this method on weekdays to study the skills of the disciples in the door, some disciples who do not know chess skills, do not read the classics, have very tacit understanding to choose the third kind, and the disciples they know to try their fists and feet, and in the end they are often sad about themselves afterwards, why not choose other methods of self-reflection.

The young man in the short shirt looked at the senior brothers who were not laughing, and Mr. Mo, who was still closing his eyes, he couldn't help but secretly think, Senior Sister Ji and Senior Brother Shen should just laugh at themselves and need to be punished, right?

For Mr. Mo, he should just set an example in front of his disciples to show everyone, and he can't act without permission in the future... When Lin Manliu thought of this, he was about to say that he wanted to choose the third option.

Ning Ke at the door moved, and she coughed indiscriminately at home. The short-shirted young man immediately looked back at Ning Ke, and Mo Wuyan, who was waiting for Lin Manliu's words, suddenly wrinkled slightly in his eyes, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

Ning Ke in front of the two of them looked out of the tent on the side of the curtain, still coughing, and saw that the sound in the tent stopped abruptly, she turned her head slightly to look at the tent.

Lin Manliu looked at the poor scholar in front of him and thought, what's wrong with Ning Ke? Isn't it because the drizzle before was drenched... Mo Wuyan looked at his half of the disciples and thought in his heart, is there any more of my master?

Now the elbow is turned outward?

"Ning Ke, did you do your homework today?" Mo Wuyan opened his eyes and faced Ning Ke, who wanted to investigate the situation in the account.

"The disciple will make up the homework later..."After Ning Ke bowed, the whole person immediately disappeared in front of everyone.

"It's your turn," Mo Wuyan continued. Lin Manliu naturally knew that he was talking about himself, but the two of them had behaved strangely before!

The short-shirted young man who was in a hurry also learned to bow to Ning Ke, and then said: "I am willing to study with Mr. Ning Ke, and in the future, I will not only practice swordsmanship, but also apply the classics of the saints!" ”。

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in Zhuang, including Ji Ting and Shen Hetong, couldn't help but be a little surprised by the young man, even under Ning Ke's reminder, they didn't fall into the trap set by Mr. , or retreated to choose the chess art second, and directly chose to study the coursework.

"That's very good..."Mo Wuyan saw that the young man was not hit, so he had to speak.

"But now there are still things on my mind, I still hope that Mr. will be fulfilled, and when the matter is dealt with, I will rush back to the station to study with Ning Ke to study schoolwork..."Lin Manliu didn't wait for Mo Wuliu to finish speaking, and then spoke.

"The matter of the Fengcheng caravan?" Mo asked out loud.

"Exactly, I learned from a strange Taoist that although the remaining three people died, they still need to go to Yuezhou Ferry to investigate and bring the news back to their hometown," the short-shirted young man said.

The strange Taoist is talking about Zhoumo, after the first battle of the Maple Leaf Forest, he learned the whereabouts of the last three people of the caravan from his mouth, saying that they died at the Yuezhou River Crossing Station.

"Hmm... That's it, the Heaven and Earth Alliance should need to repair for a period of time again, and by the way, you can go there by yourself, but this matter must be inseparable from the Wind and Snow Grand View Building, and you need to be careful" Mo Wuyan said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, sir!" Lin Manliu said in response. Mo Wuyan chuckled, although this matter was a knot in the young man's heart, it was not also a plan to delay the army, so as to escape the punishment of self-reflection, thinking of these Mr. Mo, he had to smile to himself and shake his head.

But at this moment, a hosta head suddenly poked out from outside the tent, and as soon as everyone found out, they heard him say: "... I'll go too! ”。

The originally leisurely and natural Mo was speechless, and was voiced by this

"I'll go too" was not light, what else was the elegance of a scribe, and he directly stretched out his hand and pointed to the head outside the tent.

Who else could this hosta head be, naturally it was Ning Ke. Ning Ke saw that his uncle was so angry, and before he could reprimand him, he immediately shouted: "Uncle Shi rest early, and he will leave tomorrow!" ”。

After finishing speaking, the poor scholar disappeared in an instant, Lin Manliu looked at Mr. Mo with an angry face, and looked at the entrance of the camp that was long gone, and could only laugh out loud in embarrassment.

"Can you still laugh? Do you know what the consequences would be if you chose to practice the sword before? Mr. Mo had nowhere to vent his emotions, so he squinted at the laughing boy.

“... The disciple doesn't know, and I hope that Mr. will advise" Lin Manliu immediately stopped laughing and arched his hand.

Before Mr. Mo could say anything, the young man looked at the expressions of the junior brothers on his side, especially Ji Ting and Shen Youtong, their faces seemed to be looking forward to the next words, and the two words were written on their faces unabashedly

"Coming, coming!".

"Let's not talk about the delaying tactics you said later, will I agree, in the future, until I see and hear, I want you to use your sword non-stop, first fight with Ning Ke, and then fight with Ji Ting and Xiao Shen, if they are free, you have to ask them for swordsmanship and sword moves" Mo Wuyan said expressionlessly.

When the short-shirted boy heard this, he couldn't help but start thanking Ning Ke for his cough earlier, and stopped himself.

"Then if the senior brothers, including Ning Ke, don't want to compete with me again, what should I do..."Lin Manliu asked, although the young man had already thought of a possibility in his heart, he still wanted to ask Mr. Mo for verification, if so, he should really be glad that he didn't make this choice.

"That's naturally a trick with me, I won't coax a child to feed you slowly like I did," Mo Wuyan replied.

"Man Liu is here, thank you again, sir" The young man said with a smile.

"Actually, you can also reconsider choosing this, it is also beneficial for swordsmanship refinement..."This time, Mo Wuyan didn't look at the young man, but just said with a deep groan.

"When you have something in your heart, I will ask you for advice when you return!" But Lin Manliu paid attention to it, and since Mr. Mo wanted to choose it himself, he did so.

"In this case, let's rest early, as for the matter of Sword Casting Peak, I will take care of it after the two of you leave, and there is no need to worry about the mountain villa" Mo Wuyan said with a relieved chin of relief, and at the same time, he raised his hand and beckoned the young man to rest.

The short-shirted boy bowed again and withdrew from the tent. If the wind is blown, people should go.