Ji Jiu put his left hand to his mouth and lowered his head, trying not to let Murakami who was sitting opposite him see his expression clearly.

The young man asked in a trembling voice, "What about ......it?" Am I really an abandoned baby left in front of my father's door?"

Murakami nodded and did not speak.

"Does my dad know what happened?" After Ji Jiu asked, he raised his hand and slapped himself lightly, looked at Murakigami's puzzled eyes, and chuckled, "It doesn't matter if Daddy knows or not, look at what bastard question I'm asking......

The man with a majestic figure but who can embroider and needlework is the light in Ji Jiu's dark room when he was a child, illuminating not only his childhood, but also his life. Ji Jiu can suspect everyone, the last thing that should be suspected is his father and his master.

Murakami said sincerely, "Ji Jiu, you are very different, different from everyone. ”

The latter didn't care about this sentence, since he knew that Murakami's comer was not evil, Ji Jiu could ask straight to the point.

"Is there anything important that my seniors came to find me?"

Murakami was dumbfounded, and was suddenly choked by Ji Jiu's straightforwardness, he smoothed his mind and said truthfully, "Your mother and I were old acquaintances when she was alive, and I went through many things with her, and I just came to see how her child was doing." ”

Ji Jiu is so smart, he can hear his special feelings for his mother from Murakigami's tone, and he is very familiar with the way he looks at himself, that is, Xiao Yansheng's eyes when he looks at himself. His own mother actually captured two grandmasters at the same time, so how good must his father be?"

"Have you ever studied poetry?"

Ji Jiu nodded and said, "When I was in Qingshan Town, my sister had to teach me poems every day, most of which were poems and commentaries written by Ji Da poets. ”

Murakami's eyebrows and eyes had some other emotions, and he said, "Ji Mingduo's poem is very good, which one do you like the most?"

It is unimaginable that a master of the Grandmaster realm would chat with him like an elder, Ji Jiu thought for a while and said, "Looking from the south to the north, the majestic pass is mighty. Hurry, hurry, how can a man ever be proud?"

"Ambition on the battlefield?"

"Not really, but I've seen some people lose a lot of money because of the war between the North and the South, so I thought maybe I could help those who haven't lost yet. Master said that the great man of chivalry is for the country and the people. So I thought I could do something for the Southland, as much as I could. ”

Murakami didn't ask a word, he reached out and patted the scabbard on his waist and asked, "Do you want to learn a knife?"

Ji Jiu's lips pursed slightly, nodded and shook his head, and said, "I haven't even learned what Master taught me, and I still understand the truth that I can't chew too much." ”

Murakami didn't persuade much, got up and pointed to the woods in the distance and said, "If you don't want to learn, take a look before deciding, it will also be of great help to you to break through the realm in the future." ”

The two of them moved to the woods and clearing not far from the ruined temple, and when they left, Ji Jiu also took a special look at Li Changnian and the others, sleeping soundly, and the conversation between the two just now didn't seem to disturb their dreams for a long time.

"I gave them some small tricks, and no amount of movement could disturb them. ”

Ji Jiu hid far away, almost half of his body was hiding behind a tree, only one head poked out, and Murakami asked funny, "You hide so far away, can you see clearly?"

"Don't worry, I don't have any other skills, but my eyes are very good. ”

Murakami chuckled, touched the scabbard with his right hand, and bowed slightly, shaped like a wolf and shaped like a bow.

Before the knife was unsheathed, its whole person was surrounded by a looming red gas, faintly condensed into a lone wolf waiting for the opportunity.

Draw the knife and drop the blade, simply and neatly.

The hundred-meter forest directly opposite the end of the village collapsed violently, and three terrifying claw marks appeared out of thin air, about 100 meters long and several feet deep.

Wisps of white gas rose from Murakami's feet, and he retracted the knife with a fancy blade, he looked at Ji Jiu, who was stunned, and asked, "What do you see from this knife?"

"Breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, this knife has abandoned all defensive postures, only attacking but not defending, and it is extremely ferocious. ”

"The original intention of Juhe Chop is to let go of everything, and the pure knife is the most powerful, but unfortunately there is only one knife in this world, and when I have the opportunity, I will find someone to forge one and give it to you. ”

Looking at Murakami talking to himself, Ji Jiu's voice was like a fly, "Senior, I haven't said I want to learn ...... yet"

"But if you see it, you have to learn when you see it. Murakami raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a strong threat, "What, you don't want to learn?"

Ji Jiu showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Learn...... I will definitely study hard. ”

Murakami threw the demon knife in his hand to Ji Jiu, and when the latter reached out to take it, he felt an unprecedented sense of heaviness, different from the elegance of the three-foot Qingfeng, this knife that had never been seen before had an unprecedented feeling.

"This kind of knife is called Taidao, which originated in my hometown of Fuso, and imitated the knife technique I just used to slash at me. Murakami said indifferently with his hands behind his hands.

Ji Jiu held his breath and concentrated, put the knife on his waist, and the daylight thunder shone under his feet.

Drawing a knife and slashing at Murakami, this knife did not hesitate at all, and it was completely aimed at his head.

The latter smiled and raised his hand to grip the tip of the knife with his fingers, and then said, "The movement is seriously out of shape, your legs are ......"

The sun was shining, and when Li Changnian woke up, he saw Ji Jiu with dark circles under his eyes opposite, and asked with a frown, "What, I didn't sleep well last night?"

Didn't sleep well? I didn't sleep at all.

Ji Jiu didn't necessarily have to tell the truth, so he nodded weakly and signaled the former not to worry.

Li Changnian stretched his waist and said refreshedly, "I don't know why I slept very well last night, and it was rare to have a good night's sleep." ”

Ji Jiu was drowsy and unable to answer.

Murakami walked into a tavern and sat down at the table of a man dressed in tattered clothes and looking clean.

Ichiran asked with interest, "How is it?"

"To be able to master the basic usage of the Taidao in such a short period of time, Juhe Chop also uses it in a good way, you are right, he is a martial arts genius. Murakami picked up his glass, took a sip, and was spicy.

"It's better not to drink this amount of alcohol, I don't want to carry a man, and others will be mistaken for the good of Longyang and the habit of breaking sleeves. ”

Murakami glanced at him and didn't talk to him, but said to himself, "He seems to care a lot about his background, and he has also made up his mind to help Nanguo, once he knows the truth, will he ......?"

Yi Yi Ran interrupted, "He has the right to know, even if he really gives up on himself, he is also my Yi Yi Iris's apprentice, and he doesn't need you to interfere, and he doesn't need others to interfere." I agree with you to teach him the art of swordsmanship because I think you're a stranger and you want it to be passed on, and the other thing is that it's interesting, and I don't want it to be lost, that's all. ”

Murakami lowered his eyelids and sighed leisurely.