"Then does Uncle Tang Cheng have any martial arts masters he knows?" Tang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, but they are all a group of unpopular martial arts masters, so it is not recommended that you seek them for forging. There was a bit of sarcasm in Tang Cheng's words.

Tang Yuan put the mixed metal away, carefully put it away, and planned to leave.

"Is that so? I don't have anything to do, so I'll go first, thank you uncle for helping me identify." After Tang Yuan finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

"Pure gold, it's best not to take out this kind of thing now, your own cultivation has not yet reached the point where you can protect it, if you let any thief target it, there will be endless disasters. Tang Yuan thought in his heart as he walked.

Tang Yuan came out of the martial arts shop, looked at the rising sun, and remembered the woman in black that day, he only had five years of freedom, that is, he was about to leave the Tang family when he was twenty years old, he couldn't help but be a little worried, what would happen to the Tang family in five years?

Tang Yuan looked over at the residential area, and a simple pavilion came into his eyes.

He thought of the lively and cheerful little sister, who often came to play with him, but she hadn't come recently.

Tang Yuan believes that this is probably the disadvantage of separation, and the kinship between brothers and sisters is destined to fade from the moment of separation.

"It's been a long time since I've visited Tang Yao's little cutie, so go sit with her. Tang Yuan muttered to himself.

He came to Tang Yao's house, looked at the flourishing flowers and trees, and was already competing with each other for the lottery, climbing out of the wall along the corner of the wall, showing his strong beauty, which can be described as "a branch of red apricot coming out of the wall".

The fragrance of flowers came to the nose, refreshing people's hearts, and Tang Yuan went straight to the door of the hospital.

The middle-aged woman sitting in the courtyard saw Tang Yuan walk in, and immediately got up to greet her.

"Second Young Master, are you in trouble? The middle-aged woman asked with a loyal face.

Tang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Mother Feng, it's okay, come to say a few words to the little sister, where is the little sister now?"

"Second young master, Miss is reading and writing in the study, don't let people disturb you, I'll call Miss to come. Feng Ma said.

Tang Yuan waved his hand and said: "No need, I went to find her by myself, I didn't expect such a fun little sister to be reading and writing, no wonder she hasn't come to me these days." ”

Tang Yuan walked west, passed through a long narrow alley, and arrived at the door of Tang Yao's study, where he heard Tang Yao's sweet recitation.

Tang Yuan walked in and saw Tang Yao sitting upright on a chair, holding the familiar "Eighty Ancient Texts" as if he were touching, shaking his head while reading, but his face was expressionless.

Tang Yao looks white and delicate, with an outstanding face, like a hibiscus out of the water, she is a beauty embryo, wearing a blue dress, very cute.

Tang Yuan didn't go in directly to interrupt her, he stood quietly outside the door, looking at Tang Yao's shaking head, he wanted to laugh very much, but he didn't dare to laugh.

Tang Yao stopped reading, picked up the ceramic water cup next to him, took a sip of water, let out a long breath, and prepared to continue reciting.

Tang Yuan looked at the ceramic cup in his hand, with a few micro-ancient texts written on it, and walked in with a smile.

"The cups are full of ancient texts, it seems that the little sister has 'fallen into the devil'. Tang Yuan had a smile on his face.

Tang Yao heard a voice coming, raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw a delicate face.

"Second brother!" Tang Yao looked surprised, hugged him, and let go for a long time.

"What's wrong? What makes the former fun little girl work so hard?" Tang Yuan asked with a smile.

"I didn't endorse the book, I was punished by my father, he said that he couldn't memorize it again, so he asked me to copy the book directly, and now I can only work hard to memorize. Tang Yao looked depressed, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Dad also checked your homework? It seems that our three brothers and sisters have been checked, and I have already memorized your book, so I'll show you what my second brother wants to memorize." After Tang Yuan finished speaking, he took out a very thick book of "Six Hundred Poems" with his backhand.

Tang Yao watched from the side, opened his mouth wide and expressed surprise, such a thick book, it should be carried to the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue.

"See, this is the second brother's, as long as you concentrate a little, it will become easy to memorize, don't believe it, you can try it then." Tang Yuan said vividly.

"Second brother, you are so powerful, I haven't finished memorizing "Eighty Ancient Texts" yet. Tang Yao's expression was gloomy.

"It's good to stick to everything, and if you keep going, you can succeed. Tang Yuandao.

"Second brother, why did you let Youcao send something over, and you came to me again. Tang Yao skipped directly and asked other questions.

"I thought I didn't have time to come over, but after finishing the errand, I still have plenty of time, so I stopped by to see you, what I sent, okay?" Tang Yuan looked at the peach-colored hairpin on the tip of Tang Yao's hair.

Tang Yao took off the hairpin and said, "It looks good, it is very suitable for me to wear, second brother, you are the best, not as cold as the eldest brother." Tang Yao smiled while looking at the delicate peach-colored hairpin in his hand.

"You're almost opening your pulse, Wen is learning, don't relax Wu Ke, don't be at that time, one light and one heavy, then it will be uncoordinated. Tang Yuan's words had a bit of an exhortation.

"This, I know, is going to be very busy, but it's really hard for me to be both civil and military. Tang Yao was a little disappointed.

"By the way, I heard that the second brother has opened the pulse, it seems to be a high-quality opening pulse with six veins and above, isn't it?" Tang Yao asked.

After Tang Yuan heard this, he flicked his sleeves and pretended to say in a deep voice: "That's right, your second brother and I are so powerful." ”

Tang Yuan was really not modest at all in front of Tang Yao, boasting about himself with a stunned expression.

"I know that the second brother is such a powerful person, I think I will definitely be a low-quality opener at that time. Tang Yao looked frustrated.

Tang Yuan didn't know why his once cheerful and lively little sister had become so inferior.

The more people grow up, the more troubles they have, the more troubles they have, and the inferiority complex they become.

"I can't let my little sister go on like this, I have to help her rebuild her confidence. Tang Yuan said secretly in his heart.

"Little sister doesn't have to be so inferior, the second brother is optimistic about you, you are absolutely six veins and above open pulses, some things are open to the arms, they are just dirty dust, you can only blindfold people's hearts and eyes for a while, let the wind blow, it will disappear, be confident, the second brother is like this, I can do what I should do well." Tang Yuan changed his smile and said earnestly.

"Really, second brother, I've been so bored lately, all kinds of things are not satisfactory, and I was taught a lesson by my father, and my heart has been unhappy. Tang Yao finally said what she thought in her heart, and she held back tears sadly.

After hearing this, Tang Yuan touched the tip of his chin, thought for a moment, and spoke: "In this case, then don't be bored in the house, let's not memorize the book first, I will accompany you to practice martial arts, and take you to get rid of your troubles." ”

After Tang Yao listened to Tang Yuan's words, she couldn't help but release her tears, and she cried loudly, she wanted to cry, but as soon as Tang Yuan said this, the tears couldn't be stopped.