After Wuwei finished reading, he glanced at Muyang and looked back, waiting for him to ask him for directions.

Mu Yang approached, not knowing what to call it.

In his hesitation, a firm voice came from Wuwei: "It is the rule of a saint, humble his heart, solid his belly, weak his will, and strong his bones." He didn't look at him after saying that.

It's too arrogant.

Mu Yang raised his hand and was about to pat him on the shoulder, but when he saw him for the second time, he found that he was completely different from the Shushan disciple just now.

He's focused.

True concentration should focus on what you care about, indifferent to what you don't care about, and in his eyes, there is the power of concentration.

At this moment.

Mu Yang's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and he unconsciously bent his fingers and didn't dare to slap it, because he knew that he would really disturb him by doing so.

Good.

Count him awesome.

Mu Yang lowered his head and put his hand down, his eyes secretly glanced at a serious inaction, and he still smiled unwillingly: "Don't worry, I didn't touch you." Tilt your head to see his face.

Wuwei took a step away, and there was no figure of Muyang in his eyes from beginning to end.

The disciples didn't dare to be distracted at this time, and read aloud so that Mu Yang had no chance to interject.

Mu Yang sighed in defeat: "What a weirdo." ”

It's not just that he's weird, the people in Shushan are all weirdos, don't you just ask for directions, how can you be so stingy, he disturbs them, so can't he just apologize? Is this still an unforgivable mistake? It's really unsympathetic.

Thinking about it just now, Wu Wei looked at his eyes and said, "I am the second senior brother on Shu Mountain, Wu Wei." ”

"What?" Mu Yang couldn't hear what Wuwei said, and a smile appeared on his confused face again, "My name is Mu Yang." ”

This voice mixed into the voices of the disciples, and it also made Wuwei unable to hear clearly, but it didn't matter.

Because, it doesn't matter what it's called.

The disciples on Shu Mountain are often referred to as senior brothers and younger brothers, not everyone on Shu Mountain has their own names, and people who are not familiar with each other are often called by their names, and their names are good and bad, which will make people want to compete for fame (profit) and prove their fame.

Therefore, for all disciples who enter Shu Mountain, the master will take another name, which may not be unique, but each name is also imbued with the master's expectations, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Wuwei didn't look at the friendly smile that Mu Yang deliberately pretended, nodded his head, and continued to read: "Often make the people ignorant and have no desire, so that the wise do not dare to do it, and if they do nothing, they will be cured." ”

The disciples read it correctly.

The little junior brother glanced at Mu Yang distractedly, half a beat slower than usual, and still finished reading it word for word.

Wuwei stared at him and didn't start the next chapter for a long time.

The little junior brother bowed his head in a mistake.

Wuwei still turned a blind eye to Muyang and said: "Wuwei, my name is Wuwei." ”

"Senior Brother Wuwei. Muyang said politely.

Wuwei has heard too many such titles, and anyone who shouts like this is disgusted: "If you are not a disciple of Shushan, you don't have to call me like this." ”

"Then how can I become a disciple of Shushan?" Mu Yang immediately took this sentence, quite proud of his own response, and even overjoyed, it was expected that this Wuwei senior brother would tell him well, after all, he had the patience to say so much to him, and it was not bad for this last sentence.

But when Wuwei didn't want to speak, he wouldn't say a word, in the face of the reprimand of his master and uncle, he always chose to be silent, he believed that his master and uncle had their own reasons.

He also has his reasons for doing things.

Wuwei felt thirsty, glanced at him, turned his head and said with a smile: "It's simple, apprenticeship will find master." ”

Mu Yang looked at him in disbelief, listen, is this the human language he said? Who doesn't know that the apprentice is going to find the master, the question is, where is this master?

Wuwei turned to Mu Yang: "Do you know how to memorize this scripture?"

Mu Yang was surprised that this was going to test him, and immediately nodded: "I know how to carry it." ”

Wuwei said: "If you come to replace me, then I will take you to my master." ”

"On your behalf. Mu Yang smiled, afraid that such a straightforward remark would be a trap, so he cautiously refused, "Senior Brother Wuwei, this is not good, I still go and wait by the side, so as not to disturb you." ”

Wuwei was really sad to see a lazy opportunity to run away like this, but as the second senior brother, sometimes he had to set an example, and now he could only cheer up as soon as possible, after all, he had to lead the junior disciples to understand the morality contained in the scriptures in the drill.

Mu Yang looked at them, but he realized a truth first, he came here, of course he would not be impetuous, and he would not let Shushan be contaminated with this bad atmosphere.

Otherwise, he is the one who suffers.

The spiritual root was not measured, the head was not seen, wasn't it a trip for nothing to be driven down the mountain?

I haven't picked up the free books yet.

Can't go.