After speaking, he dressed and washed, picked up Jiuxiao, and didn't look back.

On the other hand, the shepherd is saving.

Lying on the bed, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was loosely tied, and he looked weak and weak after being bullied.

It hurts so much in my wrist.

Mu Wanzhi rubbed it.

is a year older, and his martial arts have grown a lot, so he is not as good as being bullied when he was a child.

He got up, patted the folds of his shirt, picked up his sword with relentlessness, and walked out of the courtyard.

Mu Bangzhi's sword, named Fenghua.

It's different from the domineering Jiuxiao.

Fenghua's sword scabbard is like snow, and the sword blade moves can faintly hear the cry of the phoenix in the swirl, so it is named.

This sword, the blade is very thin.

But the power that burst out from under the shadow of the sword was like a biting cold wind, and the move was sharp.

Qiao Yu watched Mu Wanzhi take out this sword, and to be honest, he was still a little scared.

Don't look at her master's softness, weakness and bullying very much, she really has to teach her a lesson, and she is more ruthless than her senior brother.

Qiao Yu stood up in an orderly manner, clasping his hands into fists.

"Master, I've asked for advice."

Mu Bang walked over slowly in white clothes, he held the sword in his hand, and drew the sword out of its sheath.

"A hundred moves, warm up first."

After speaking, without waiting for Qiao Yu to react, the figure of the shocking sweep suddenly attacked!

So fast!

Qiao Yu's heart was tense and he didn't dare to slack off.

Different from the strong swordsmanship, Mu Wanzhi's swordsmanship is soft and elegant, seemingly soft and weak, but in fact, there is a hidden blade in the cotton, which is extremely damaging!

Under the snow, the figures of the two were entangled, the sword wind was whistling, and the moves were fierce.

Joyfully!

Qiao Yu's eyes were excited.

When I fight with my teachers and nephews, I am always worried about losing my sense of proportion, but in front of my master, I don't have to be so taboo.

Her sword swings are getting faster and faster, and her light skills are getting smoother and smoother.

Twenty!

Fifty!

Eighty!

Suddenly, Mu Wanzhi's flaws opened widely, and Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Now is the time!

"Qiang—"

The two blades struck each other, Mu Wanzhi's light posture was not in love, and the afterimage of the frightening afterimage instantly swept away and rushed to the roof.

Qiao Yu was shocked.

"Master, you come down!"

You're cheating!

Mu Wanzhi stood on the tiles and glanced at her.

"Master will teach you another trick today, if you can't beat it, run, don't be stupid."

Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and jumped up, ready to pull him off.

Mu Wanzhi didn't fight her.

His apprentice's swordsmanship, inherited from the hundreds of schools, is domineering and vigorous.

But it's not without weaknesses.

What Qiao Yu practiced was a killer move.

Although, under the sparring, he used a lot of strength, but the essence of the killing move was not at all.

Plainly.

The heart is not ruthless.

Mu Wanzhi slipped away from her, and from time to time he sneaked up behind her.

It's just not positive.

"A hundred moves, you lose."

Mu Wanzhi's figure fell to the ground with a serious face.

"Don't use half-baked kung fu, hesitate, what does it look like."

He snorted.

"Come again!"

Qiao Yu held the sword tightly.

Greeted him.

This time, it's even worse!

Because the sword of Mu Bang slowed down, his face became more and more pale.

She didn't want to take advantage of it.

It's just that

"Qiang—"

The blade of the sword was cold, hitting her wrist, her hand was numb, and the clouds fell into the snow with a muffled sound.

"Underestimate the enemy again!"

Mu Wanzhi's face was like frost, and he threw Feng Hua to the ground.

"I won't practice today, go back to the house to test your homework."

“！！！”

Angry!

Qiao Yu had no choice but to follow honestly.

She rubbed her wrist when she had been hit by the sword.

Hiss –

It hurts.

But she's fine.

Her master's body is bone, and it's just a hundred moves.

It's at least a thousand moves back and forth.

She looked at his back very weakly.

"Bring the homework in your box, and I'll check it."

It seems to be angry.

Mu Wanzhi's face was pale and ruthless, and his forehead hair was soaked, flowing down his sideburns and on his thin neck.

Qiao Yu was not having a good time.

Wiping the sweat with his sleeve indiscriminately, he handed over Chu Weichen's homework from the suitcase.

There is a lesson.

There are word stickers.

There is also a plan.

Mu Wanzhi sat in front of the bookcase and flipped through it roughly.

Fortunately, Qiao Yu is very concerned about her homework.

The handwriting is solid, and with Chu Weichen supervising him, he will not slack off at all.

It's just that when he turned to the plan, Qiao Yu felt a sigh in his heart.

This plan is written early every morning, and the things to be done today are drawn up to avoid omissions.

It used to be fine.

But She hasn't reported on He Ran's admission to the teacher.

There is also pharmaceutical concoction, she was banned, and this matter cannot be known to the master.

In the air, the stove was blazing.

Qiao Yu's body oozed dense fine sweat.

I don't know if I'm nervous or worried.

Mu Wanzhi glanced at the two words concocted.

Put down the plan, when you don't see it.

"I did my homework well." His face eased a lot, and he beckoned to Qiao Yu: "Come here, show it to the teacher." ”

Qiao Yu leaned over.

Mu Wanzhi took her hand and rubbed her wrist.

"It's okay, the injury is not serious."

His slender fingertips gently pressed the wound, Qiao Yu was a little itchy by him, and wanted to withdraw his hand.

Mu Wanzhi took advantage of the situation to pull her closer and looked at her face.

"Why, I get angry when I say a word."

"Nope."

"Hesitation and indecisiveness are your weaknesses." Mu Wanzhi wiped her sweat for her: "Yu'er, whether it is a competition or a person and a worker, it is a big mistake to keep interrupting." ”

Qiao Yu was puzzled.

"Naturally, this is not the case with outsiders."

Mu Wanzhi shook his head.

"As a teacher, Yu'er knows that Yu'er has benevolence and righteousness, but sometimes, even if you are a fellow disciple and brother, you must not show mercy."

"Brother of the same sect, how can you harm me."

"Then if someone in the sect wants to harm you, how will you be treated?"

Qiao Yu felt that this sentence was not considered at all.

"Xiao Nanshan will not harm his fellow disciples." She said again: "Master, don't worry, I have written down everything you said." ”

Still didn't listen.

Mu Wanzhi sighed in his heart.

A heart is up and down.

My own apprentice's affection for the master is too deep, which is not good at all.

He made another analogy.

"Last time your senior brother returned to the master's door, I heard him say that you were injured by someone for a while, this is not counted, and the person who harmed you was released, if you meet someone who understands kindness, it will be fine, if you meet a ruthless person, how can you remember your goodness."

Qiao Yu was stunned.

What the master said was Shen Zhen.

"Master is saying that some people have hidden dangers when they let the tiger return to the mountain, and they must be ruthless when necessary."

Mu Wanzhi nodded.

Satisfied with a few points.

"That's right."

His warm eyes smiled, and he took her hands and looked up at her.

"Okay, now let's reconcile, there is nothing to do today, why not play a few games of chess?"

"Play chess in the evening and go to horse racing in the afternoon."

"Okay, it's all up to you, hurry up and change your clothes, look at your sweat."

Qiao Yu wiped it indiscriminately, thinking about going to the back mountain to ride a horse, and the speed was fast.

In Yunxu Peak, she doesn't worry about her clothes.

From the age of six to the present, the disciple clothes are well kept in the closet.

Qiao Yu took a set casually and prepared to put it on.

But I didn't want to, and I glanced at the wooden box under the wardrobe.

This box.

It's familiar.

She tossed her clothes onto the bed, crouched down, and opened the box.

What catches the eye is an old toy.

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

It's all what she played with when she was a kid.

When she grew up, she had to help the family take care of the accounts, and she rarely had free days to play, but she forgot about it, but she didn't expect the master to keep it.

She picked up a small spinning top, which had been given from a five-cent snack bag in the past.

There is also a small card inside the bear's crisp noodles.

And the Wave Drum!

This wave drum is very new, it was the first time I apprenticed, and the master quietly slipped down the mountain to buy it.

She disliked the childishness of this thing, but she had a soft spot for slingshots.

There was also a wooden sword she used to learn martial arts for the first time.

There was also the first time I shot down the Bird Bow.

There's even Garurumon!

This little cloth toy was made by the master, and when she was a child, she had to sleep in her arms, and she thought she had lost it.

She picked up the toy and was ready to sleep with it tonight.

It's just that when this toy is taken away, there is indeed a delicate wooden box underneath.

This is

Qiao Yu felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Confused, she picked up the wooden box.

This wooden box is small, and the hollow carving is very exquisite.

She frowned slightly and looked to the bottom.

This bottom is much darker than the lid of the wooden box.

She took a closer look and saw that under the hollow, there were all dried bloodstains.

It's like.

It's as if the box has been left in a pool of blood for a long time

She shook her head.

I vetoed my idea.

It's just that when she opened the wooden box, her heart jumped for no reason.

In this, it's The Lancet.

It's her stuff!

This set of knives is as small as clay.

What's more, this set of knives was given by the master when she was teaching her foreign medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine warms and nourishes the body, but some cannot be treated by traditional Chinese medicine, such as surgery and suturing.

She didn't learn.

I originally wanted to learn it, but if it hadn't been forbidden, the master would definitely have taught this surgical knife technique.

Why is this thing here?

"Yu'er."

Mu Wanzhi's voice sounded behind him, Qiao Yu was startled, and the box slipped and rolled to the ground.

She turned around, about to ask him why the set of knives had been put away.

But she didn't want to, and met her master's complicated eyes.

"Master, why is your face so bad?"

Mu Wanzhi shook his head, and the hand hidden under his sleeve trembled slightly, clenching tightly.

He crouched down, carefully placed the knife in the box, and pretended to ask casually.

"How good, take it out."

"Curious, I opened it and looked at it, but I didn't expect this set of knives to be here."

Mu Wanzhi didn't know why, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This knife is very sharp, I hurt my hand carefully, I thought for the teacher, and I will teach you when you grow up, so I put it away."

Qiao Yu understood.

This is a sad thing that pokes at the master.

She squatted on the ground side by side with him and picked up all the toys in the box.

"Master, don't worry, I don't care about the ban."

Mu Wanzhi's eyes ached, and he quickly disappeared.

"Let's go, didn't you say you were going horseback riding?"

"Here we go!"

The thirtieth day of the lunar month.

Chinese New Year's Eve.

Today is the night of family reunion.

Chu Weichen came to the small courtyard early in the morning with a bamboo basket on his back and prepared to cook.

Mu Wanzhi sneaked down the mountain to buy firecrackers.

Qiao Yu was about to call the lonely Wen Shu over.

Have a good year as a family.

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

Under the snow, Xiaonan Mountain is lively.

(End of chapter)