Lin Mu opened the box sent by his father, two iron ring knives, and the scabbard was made of the most ordinary peach wood, with no decoration outside. Pulling out the blade, Lin Mu secretly said that it was a pity, such a treasure knife should be put away in the high pavilion and carefully wiped every day. looked at the blade, and then looked at the scabbard, how to look at how to feel cold.

Turning the knife book, the first page reads: Ananda White Buddha. It is the place of the four thoughts of the famous cultivation. Meet the Seven Senses. Yun He cultivates seven senses. Satisfying the clear liberation. The Buddha told Ananda. If a bhikkhu. Meditation and enlightenment. Stay away, follow no desire, and perish, and give up. Meditation and consciousness have been divided. Satisfying the clear liberation. and even the cultivation of the house. Stay away, follow no desire, and perish, and give up. If it is a retreat, it has already been divided. Enlightenment is liberated and satisfied. Ananda is the name of the law, the law is similar, the law is the same, and the law is perfect. Such is the thirteen laws. One method is to add up. One method is the door. Progress. Practice is satisfied. This scripture brought Lin Mu a deep sense of frustration, he knew all the words, and the last sentence sounded like a step-by-step meaning, and he didn't understand anything else.

No matter what he did, he turned the second page and browsed it quickly, the sword drawing technique was an assassin stray knife technique that pursued a quick attack. Lin Mu did not start practicing the knife immediately, but put away the knife book and the knife, and opened the "Shepherd's Notes" written by the Mutian Master with great interest. This book was given to me by the pastor during the morning class, saying that he was afraid that he would be easily deceived when he was outside. When I saw this book for the first time, I thought it was teaching me how to herd sheep, so I opened it casually and looked at it, and I thought it was interesting. This book is composed of short stories, and Lin Mu couldn't help but laugh at himself: I didn't expect that I still like to listen to stories at such an age.

At the beginning of the first story, the scholar tried and failed, and when he was discouraged, he gambled in the gambling house with his friends, and met a splash of skin, and the gambling money was exhausted, and he couldn't get a loan with the fang, and scolded angrily: "If you dare to bully me, you are the prefect, and you dare to invite it!" The crowd sneered: "You go quickly, you are still warm." "The broken settlement is gone. The scholar thought it was different, abandoned his friend and poured his skin into the wine, and the courtesy was repeated, and he talked loudly: "Everything in this world can be done between a woman's legs." The scholar exclaimed, "This is also the words of the world." ”

When there was an end, Lin Mu spread out a piece of cooked paper and continued to write for it.

Scholars take this as a wonderful word, enter the green building, and fill in the words for a living. As soon as he wrote a few words, Lin Mu was excited, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like he was satirizing Master Lin. No, change the ending.

The scholar was very good at his words, so he wrote the lyrics and composed poems, and finally there was a noble girl who admired his talent, and wanted to invite him into the curtain, but the scholar refused, and then invited, and then refused, and asked three times to refuse. Everyone admired his style, but no one invited him, and he spent his days filling in the words.

Lin Mu tore up the ending he continued to write, and the dog's tail continued to mine, I didn't do it, for a while, Lin Mu breathed heavily, and his green muscles burst out. Seeing Lin Mu behaving like this, Yan Bing hurriedly rubbed his son's chest, for fear that he would be angry. Lin Mu saw Yan Bing's timid appearance, and suddenly laughed. "Yan Bing, do you say that Gongzi is a stupid person, Master Mu has not written the ending, but I prefer to continue the mink with the dog's tail, and the result is to make people laugh. ”

Seeing Childe laughing, it slightly relieved Yan Bing's nervous mood. "The servant doesn't read much, it can be seen that the son practices and reads every day, and he knows that the son is a first-class talent, and the son should not be arrogant. ”

It was a very lame explanation, but Lin Mu felt very warm. You think you're stupid, but someone can gamble everything to believe you, and what extra comfort is needed, that's enough.

Lin Mu smiled at the little girl again, and it could be seen that the son was really happy this time, and the little girl was also smiling.

Well, it's only been a few days, and the resistance to the little girl is getting worse and worse, and what do you say is that you feel awkward and inhuman.

Nothing else, I have to say that Master Mu is kind and decent on the surface, but in fact he is also a complex character in his heart. Closing the book, I was about to do something else, and found a small line written under the cover, "The book is about but Bojun smiled, and it was boring to dig deeper." "Jiang is still old and spicy, and he has already prepared a way back for himself, so cunning, this line of words is even more uncountable.

If the shepherd's note is stored in the box where the knife is stored, if the monk who gave the knife knows, I am afraid that he will think that the gift of this knife to me is really a pearl.

Lin Mu suddenly thought, was this knife given by someone else? It was taken back by his father who killed people and took it back, except for food, his father was not seen all day.

I went to the sect for a walk when I had nothing to do, and when I went out, I saw a few disciples in the sect holding two pork fans to the back kitchen, "Senior brothers, but the meat sent by Uncle Tu?"

Everyone looked up and saw that the son was walking this way, followed by a little girl they didn't know, who was also well-behaved. "Hui Gongzi's words, it was the slaughterhouse master who ordered me to send it, and the newly slaughtered pig in the morning was fresh. ”

"Since all the senior brothers have something to do, the younger brother will not bother. ”

Everyone waved goodbye to Lin Mu, "Son, go by himself." ”

Speaking of this Uncle Tu, he is also a very interesting person. This person is nameless, he calls himself a butcher, his subordinates call him the master of the slaughterhouse, the juniors like Lin Mu call him Uncle Tu, and those who have old grudges against him are called pig slaughterers, no matter what the title is, he has never disliked it. The number of the Heavenly Killing Star is one of the thirty-six Tiangang.

In his life, he took pleasure in killing pigs, which was his own residence, and the front yard was a pigsty, and the backyard was where the owner lived. After all, in the sect, most people are gentlemen who pay attention to appearance, how can they be in the company of this kind of pig slaughterer who is full of scorching smell.

With this Uncle Tu, Lin Mu can't be said to be close, but he also has a little friendship. In the autumn, Uncle Tu's aunt will dry this year's cabbage, and the cabbage will be completely dried before it is finished. Before slaughtering the pig, the dried cabbage is put into the water, the water is more than the vegetable leaves are stretched, and the newly slaughtered pork neck is stewed in a large pot, which is really a supreme enjoyment. I haven't eaten for a long time, and I really miss it, and I don't want to bother my aunt too much when I was a child, so I begged my mother to make a pot for myself. Then I knew that my mother was not so perfect, and the food she made was really unpalatable, even if it was my father, he had to endure eating a few chopsticks and fled under the pretext of dealing with the affairs of the church. Thinking of this, "Yan Bing, can you cook?"

As if talking about the little maid's heart, Yan Bing said with a smile: "The sisters all praise the maid's rice for being the most delicious, whether it is cooking rice or boiling soup, the maid is a good hand, and when she is idle on weekdays, the maid is also thinking of some new dishes." ”

The little girl's joy also infected Lin Mu, "Then in that case, let's go to the back kitchen to get some ingredients." Tonight's dinner, I won't go to the same table with my father and mother. Let's make some of our own and let me try Sister Yanbing's craftsmanship. ”

The little maid nodded again and again, and then the two of them walked to the back kitchen together.

At dinner time, Sect Leader Lin and his wife looked at each other, "Why do I feel that my son has been taken away from me?" "Husband, even if a son marries, it is a son who marries a wife, not a son who marries, he is still our good son. What's more, it's been a long time since we've had just you and me eat at the same table. ”

After dinner, Sect Master Lin couldn't help but have some questions, it seemed that it was more pleasant for his son not to be around? Send it out as soon as possible, so that he and his wife can enjoy the world of two people as soon as possible.