Isn't the sound of the bell like this, everyone is like this, nothing special.

Qi He didn't speak, but it was different, the sound of the master's bell was softer and longer.

"You go back first, I have something to say to your Uncle Wu."

Lin Zhi touched his little niece's head as a greeting, he came to find Wu Feng to have something, and took Qi He home by the way.

Lin Tang has always listened to his uncle's words, and Qi He walked with her.

After the children left, Lin Zhi handed Wu Feng two pieces of paper.

"This is the top 50 masters ranked by Bai Xiaosheng in the rivers and lakes today, which is the ranking more than ten years ago. You see which ones you still have an impression of. ”

Wu Feng glanced at it a few times and asked, "What are you doing with these for me?" ”

"Xiao He is the child I brought back from his enemy's family, we don't know the identities of those people, but we can be sure that it must be in the big faction of the rivers and lakes, Xiao He knows more, it's not a bad thing."

Lin Zhi asked Wu Feng to be Qi He's first teacher, not only because Wu Feng was in Miao Village, but also because he valued Wu Feng's exercises, but also his experience.

Wu Feng's top ten rankings that year were the result of a competition, and the accumulation of these experiences was very important.

If he asked like this on the first day, Wu Feng would probably keep silent, but now that two months have passed, Lin Zhi feels ninety percent sure.

Wu Feng looked at the two pieces of paper in his hand for a while and said, "Okay, time has passed for a long time, I have to think about it." ”

While Lin Zhi and Wu Feng were talking, the two children walking on the path were also talking.

Lin Tang is a person who doesn't like to be boring, and always likes to find topics to chat with.

"Brother Xiaohe, what kind of girl do you think my uncle will like?"

Qi He shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Yesterday I saw Sister Alan handing sachets to my uncle, but my uncle didn't ask for it, and he didn't want Sister Qingqing's insect powder, they were all good, but my uncle didn't like it."

Qi He pursed his lips slightly and asked, "Are there many people who like Master?" ”

"Of course! Uncle is so good-looking, and his Gu skills are also powerful, but many people like him. ”

As a firm uncle, Lin Tang certainly thinks that his uncle is the best man in the world.

"If the master likes someone, Brother Xiaohe, you must tell me that after Axi has an aunt, her aunt will braid her every day, make clothes for her, and cook all kinds of delicious food, and I also want to have an aunt."

Qi He didn't speak, he didn't think about the life of a teacher.

Lin Tang saw that the little boy in green clothes in front of him was silent, and couldn't help urging: "You must tell me!" ”

"Oh."

Qi He responded, his expression unchanged.

Lin Zhi met the two children in the middle of the road and took them home.

Along the way, he found that Qi He was a little sullen.

Under his inquiry, Qi He said a little unrefreshingly: "Maybe I'm tired." ”

Lin Zhi looked at the child's thin body and asked the neighbor's aunt to make a hare meal.

After Qi He finished taking a bath at night, Lin Zhi showed him a birthday gift.

Qi He's expression was pleasantly surprised: "Knife? ”

"It's already open, be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Lin Zhi knew that Qi He had not put down the training of the traverse knife technique, but he did not have a knife, so he could only use a tree branch to make a gesture, so he specially asked people to play a light knife suitable for Qi He for him to practice.

Qi He nodded happily: "Thank you, Master!" ”

What kind of person would such a good master like?

Qi He didn't want to know, and he didn't ask.

…………

The cold comes and goes, but the fog village in the mountains and forests seems to have never changed.

Before dawn, Qi He had already opened his eyes.

The side was empty, and it seemed that the master did not come back last night, and stayed in the mountains and forests for another night.

Qi He skillfully cooked porridge in the pot, and his movements were no different from ordinary people.

When he had done this, the rooster raised by the neighbor's aunt began to crow.

Qi He picked up the knife and walked towards Mr.'s house.

This is not the knife that Master gave him on his birthday two years ago, and there are a few changes in the middle, and those knives have already been curled or broken, and they cannot be used.

Wu Feng woke up again to the sound of the knife breaking through the air, and sat quietly in the room.

When he accepted this student, Wu Feng knew that he was extremely talented, but Qi He's progress was so fast that he was still shocked.

He pondered the tricks that he had been constantly improving for half of his life, and he was learned all by a kid in two years, and even he used a knife to study the number of knife techniques with the charm of Haoran's palm.

Wu Feng smiled sullenly for a while, his eyes flashed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He leaned against the door, looked at the little boy who had risen a lot, and suddenly said, "From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come again." ”

"Go and tell your master, I have nothing more to teach you."

"Boy, you remember, it was He Yanghong, the master of the ninth generation of the Drunken Moon Gate, who knocked me down the mountain back then, and now he is in the seventh place, and his apprentice is in the twenty-third place, and the gap between you and his apprentice's strength is still very large, but in time you will definitely be able to have a place in the rivers and lakes, and when you defeat his apprentice, you ask him if he remembers me."

Wu Feng muttered: "I can't remember, but I can't remember the best, his apprentice was beaten by his defeated students, which is even more exciting." ”

"Well, I won't forget what I promised my husband when I first met."

Qi He stood the knife on the ground, the blade was cold in the first month that was still cool, but he gave people the feeling that it was extremely quiet, without the slightest attack power.

Wu Feng knew that he was talking about helping him find a successor, and said with a smile: "Count your kid as having a heart." ”

Wu Feng sighed lightly: "You are really more and more similar to your master, you look kind, your master can smile and give people Gu, you can put on a face that never harms people and follow behind to collect the corpse." ”

Qi He just smiled and didn't answer.

Wu Feng took a look, hey, it's more like.

At dawn, Lin Zhi returned home from the forest.

He took out the clay pot that had been placed in the hidden place, put the poisonous insects he found last night into the jar filled with the smell of blood, and watched several insects fight inside.

Wang Gu is the king of ten thousand Gu, it is not easy to refine, Lin Su's Wang Gu has been refining for six years, Lin Weaving can't wait that long.

In the past two years, he has read almost all the books and kept experimenting.

Half a year ago, his Gu worm was actually on par with Lin Su's Wang Gu, but Lin Zhi still felt that it was not enough.

He went deeper to find more poisonous poisons, and with 01 as a navigation, he wouldn't get lost in the deep forest.

A few insects in the tank failed to win or lose for a while, and Lin Zhi watched without blinking.

The insects entangled together made ordinary people feel uncomfortable when they saw it, but Lin Zhi still felt that they were not fierce enough, so he opened his palm and dripped blood into it.

A sound similar to a corrosive sizzle came from inside the jar, and the bugs were stimulated, causing the jar to shake slightly.

Qi He came back early today, and before he arrived at the door, he smelled the smell of blood and quickened his pace.

Lin Zhi looked at the little boy who walked in, and said, "Xiao He, I have a hunch that I can get what I want this time." ”

"Congratulations, Master."

Qi He's lips rose a little wider, he walked to the place where the herbs were placed in the room, sat down beside the master, and carefully held his fingertips to sprinkle medicine on him.

This worm has finally been refined, and if it continues to be consumed like this, how much blood will the master have to shed.

Lin Weaving: "Why did you come back so early today?" ”

"The gentleman said he didn't have to go any further."

Lin Zhi tapped his fingertips on the table: "A few days ago, he told me that you are making rapid progress, and it is time to count the days, and we will go down the mountain tomorrow, and I have already found the next teacher for you." ”

"Okay."

Qi He replied quickly, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with leaving so quickly.

He has no attachment to anyone other than the master, and he will go wherever the master goes.

Chapter 163: A Gu Master Who Cultivated a Young Hero

In the middle of the night, Lin Weaving put blood into the jar again, as well as the juice mixed after mashing a variety of poisonous weeds.

The blood-soaked jar was pitch black, making it impossible to see inside.

Lin Zhi sprinkled medicinal powder on his wrist and wrapped it in gauze, and asked 01 to help him keep an eye on it.

01: [Okay host, you can rest quickly.] 】

01 felt very sorry for the host's body and urged him to go back to sleep.

Lin Zhi lay back on the bed, sorted out his thoughts, and gradually fell asleep.

When it was dawn, the clay pot placed in the corner shook slightly and then fell silent.

The action was inconspicuous, but the other bugs in the room were restless for a moment.

At the same time, in the mountains and forests, countless snakes, insects, rats and ants left their nests and frightened the birds.

Without waiting for 01 to remind, Lin Zhi had already opened his eyes with a feeling.

He didn't bother to put on his shoes, stepped barefoot on the ground, and took out the clay pot.

The smell of blood inside was gone, and there was no smell at all, like an empty jar.

The light in the room was not bright enough, and Lin Zhi couldn't get a glimpse of the answer, so he reached in and took it out slowly.

His palms were white and delicate, and his knuckles were red from the low temperature of winter, and there seemed to be nothing on them, and only by looking very closely could he find the transparent flying insects crawling on his fingers, like a drop of morning dew.

The corners of Lin Weaving's lips rose, and he finally succeeded.

The Gu worm he had half a year ago was the same as Lin Su's Gu worm, with a dark red body, which was not in line with his mind.

Lin Weaving's personality is not ostentatious, he prefers to arrange everything behind his back, and achieves his goal without startling the snake as much as possible, like a poisonous spider that traps its prey to the point where it can't escape and then enjoys it, and like a man-eating flower that only shows its fangs when it swallows food in its stomach.