Early in the morning of the second day, as soon as Wu Xing woke up, he heard a knock on the door from his husband, "Ah Wu, are you awake?"

The sunlight shone through the cracks in the doors and windows and intertwined into a neat net on the ground, like a black and white chessboard placed by Mr. on the desk, Wu Xing was stunned for a moment, and replied, "Sir, I'm awake." ”

She seemed to be getting up late, got dressed, got out of bed, washed, trotted all the way to the kitchen to get back today's breakfast, and sat down with her husband to use it.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm up late. She was a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. The gentleman said casually, "I slept late yesterday, and it won't be in the way of getting up later, but can I eat?"

Wu Xing nodded.

"Then I'll teach you a set of palm techniques today, you are still young, and you have no internal strength in your body, you can only learn the shape of the moves, look at it. ”

After that, Mr. demonstrated it for her in the open space in the courtyard, the moves are not difficult, not long, just the basics, Wu Xing stared intently, thanks to her memory far beyond ordinary people, but once she imprinted all the moves in her mind, and imitated them jerkyly, although they were not smooth and coherent, but there was no mistake, and the posture was standard.

If someone sees this scene at this time, they will be dumbfounded, there will be someone who practices martial arts and starts to teach the moves, and does not need to practice the next game?

Mr. was a little surprised by her talent, but he was melancholy but sighed for his good luck, I am afraid that I will not have to go down the mountain in the future, Wu Xing may be the most suitable person.

Surprised for a moment, Wu Xing practiced a few more times, and it became smoother and smoother, and he only learned for half an hour, just like the results of other children's learning for half a month.

"Sir, how am I practicing?" asked Wu Xing with some expectation.

"Not bad. Mr. nodded with satisfaction, if this progress is followed, it only takes more than a month, Wu Xing can learn most of the words, and begin to practice martial arts, more than ten years later, the top masters in the rivers and lakes, do you know if there can be her name?" ”

When Wu Xing heard this, he began to practice in the courtyard again, and the little man took it seriously, and compared it with one move at a time.

"Sir. A young man in a flame-patterned black cloak approached and saluted, but stopped talking.

The gentleman waved his hand casually and let him continue, Wu Xing is a four-year-old child, what is there to guard against, not to mention that in the future, she is very likely to be his only disciple, the core force of the Holy Sect.

Seeing this, the black cloak raised his head and continued to report, "Yes, all the relevant people in Xinglong City have been interrogated, and it was the sect members near the dock who deliberately delayed the news that day, and the people on it were slack and did not find out in time, and the two of them could not bear the punishment and died, but they did not explain the mastermind behind the scenes, only part of the information can be confirmed to be flowing out of the sect, but the clue has been broken here, and I don't know who leaked it." ”

Wu Xing was dual-minded, and secretly glanced at the black cloaked young man with flame patterns that she had seen, on the day he went up the mountain.

"Continue to investigate, and if you can't clear the suspicion and can't find evidence, kill them." The gentleman commanded lightly.

The black-cloaked young man hesitated a little, "...... is the Zhao director of Xinglong City?"

"If the rule is unfavorable, cut off his arm and hand him over to the torture hall. ”

"Yes!" The young man's heart sank, the responsibility of Zhao in this matter can be big or small, it all depends on what Mr. thinks, it seems that Mr. is really angry this time.

After that, Mr. beckoned Wu Xing to come over, wiped the sweat on her forehead for her, and smiled gently, "Is Ah Wu tired?"

"Don't be tired! Did the person who killed Mr. get caught this time?" asked Wu Xing.

"Yes, does Ah Wu think they should be killed?" asked the gentleman with a smile, a little casually.

Wu Xing was not afraid of life, she said seriously, "As long as it is someone who hurts Mr., it should be killed." ”

Mr. laughed when he heard this, Wu Xing is a four-year-old child, he doesn't know a lot of things, and he can't take his words seriously, but the heart in this sentence makes him very useful, this child, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it, he pondered for a while, he doesn't want to teach Wu Xing to be the same, but he doesn't want to let this child be beautiful and dusty because of his preference. "Ah Wu, I'll take you to watch the execution, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid. Wu Xing was telling the truth, Mr. didn't care, pulled her up and walked out, "It's okay to be afraid, don't be afraid to grab my hand." ”

Some things always have to be faced, sooner rather than later, it is best to let her get used to it early, so that he can find out in time and make it easy to correct.

His martial arts can't be a kind and weak person, nor can he be a weapon that can only kill.

Wu Xing didn't understand Mr.'s thoughts, in her eyes, the corpse of a human being is no different from the corpse of an ant and the corpse of a mouse, if it dies, it will die, why should she be afraid? She has no natural ability to empathize, she can't understand the sadness, happiness, sorrow and joy of others, but for things she doesn't understand, she is always used to keeping silent and letting others think about it for themselves.

Fortunately, she will learn to imitate, observe how others do it, and she will do it too, pretending to be more like, as if she can do it herself.

I honestly followed my husband to the training ground, and I saw several people lying or lying on their stomachs, covered with traces of blood and whipping, dying, and on the other side were several eleven or twelve-year-old children, wearing black cloaks without patterns, with different expressions on their faces, happy or sad, worried or frightened, or expectant or numb.

They all had a dagger in their hands.

A young man in a black cloak with ripples came over and saluted, a little puzzled by the arrival of the gentleman.

"I'll take her to see it, you go ahead and leave me alone. ”

The young man looked down and saw Wu Xing, a little abruptly, but a little taken for granted, it turned out to be a child brought by Mr., who looked like he was only three or four years old, and he didn't have a trace of fear when he came to watch the punishment, and he deserved to be Mr.

The young man said in a deep voice to the half-grown children, "These people are all traitors or sinners of the Holy Religion, and one by one, you will kill them. ”

After a long silence, the children looked at each other, although they had long known what they were going to do today, but when it was really in front of them, no one stepped forward.

The young man continued, "How can you be expected to work hard for the Holy Sect if you don't even dare to kill such a prisoner who can't resist?

A boy with a little anticipation on his face raised his dagger, trembling slightly, but still firmly stabbed the dagger into the throat of a person on the ground, blood gushing out, staining the boy's sleeve.

With the first person, there was a second and third, and several children raised their daggers with the fear and desire to vomit in their hearts.

The young man looked at the children with satisfaction, it was not bad, several children in this issue were qualified.

Wu Xing saw that the children had different reactions, and she didn't know which one was the most reasonable, so she didn't say it.

Mr. thought she was stupid, so he couldn't help but gently pick her up, "Look at it well, don't be afraid." ”

Wu Xing said, "With Mr. here, I'm not afraid." ”

The gentleman touched her head, "These children are all disciples in the sect on the surface, and their parents are all well-known people in the rivers and lakes, and the sect is much gentler with them, but their achievements end there." ”

"I hope your accomplishments will be higher than theirs. ”

Isn't Mr. Ever Satisfied with those children?

Wu Xing seems to understand a little, this is not difficult.