Ye Mu's words came out, and the little beggar immediately pronounced "nameless" in his mouth, without a name, and suddenly became a little dissatisfied, with frustration on his face, staring at Ye Mu's eyes pitifully. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little beggar, who never dared to ask for anything, didn't know why he behaved like this in front of a stranger, but he seemed to feel that the big brother opposite him must be a good man and would definitely help him.

Looking at the little guy's pitiful resentful eyes, Ye Mu was very surprised, this performance was wrong! Shouldn't he happily "um" and nod?

Did he know that the "nameless" person thought I was perfunctory to him?

The more I thought about it, the more nonsensical it became, so I had to ask.

"Little one, what's the matter, not satisfied?"

The little beggar lowered his head and said in a mosquito-like voice:

"No name, no name. ”

If it weren't for Ye Mu's cultivation of longevity, his hearing was amazing, and he really wouldn't have heard the words of the little beggar.

After hearing this understanding, Ye Mu wanted to laugh.

According to the little guy's thinking ability, his intelligence can probably be attributed to the level of the first grade of primary school in his previous life, which still needs to be vigorously cultivated.

Thinking so in my heart, I have to explain it to this guy first.

"Wu" is not "nothing", and "Wu Ming" is not "nameless". So saying, he dipped the water and wrote it on the table for the little beggar.

Seeing the little beggar's bewildered look, Ye Mu patted his head violently and came to his senses: He is really stupid! Isn't he playing the piano to the cow when he writes to the illiterate little beggar?

"Okay, anyway, "Wu Ming" is not "no name", let's go! Ye Mu knew that it was difficult for him to explain clearly, so he was no longer reluctant, thinking that after teaching the little guy to write in the future, it would naturally be clear.

In fact, Ye Mu wanted to name the little guy "Nameless", this name was like thunder when he heard it, but it didn't look like it was given by his parents, so he had to use homophones to fill the number.

As for letting the little beggar have his surname Ye, Ye Mu thinks that he is not so cheeky. The two of them are not related, it is okay to be a master, but it is not good to be a parent of someone else.

After settling the account and asking for another room, a piece of gold slapped directly in front of the shopkeeper, making the faces of the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper instantly glow with golden light. Especially the shopkeeper, who didn't look like rich people when he saw the two of them dressed before, he secretly ridiculed himself in his heart, but now he is glad that he didn't show it at the time, and no one knows.

Ye Mu didn't care about them, and directly took the little beggar upstairs.

After that, the shopkeeper smiled and prepared bath water and new clothes for the little beggar according to Ye Mu's instructions, and sent them to the room respectfully.

After some cleaning and changing clothes, the little beggar, now named Wu Ming, immediately changed from a tattered and sloppy beggar to a dignified young man.

Ye Mu's gaze swept over the transformed Wu Ming, and he was a little suspicious that all those who were talented in martial arts were good looks, Shuanglong was like this, Goryeo's Rakshasa Girl was like this, and now Wu Ming was like this again, and compared with himself, he felt that he was not bad.

Wu Ming is still very simple and does not like to talk, harmless to humans and animals, and gives people a very pleasing feeling.

In the guest room, Xiao Erlai cleaned everything up, and the two sat up at the table again.

Wu Ming looked at Ye Mu with big eyes, and he didn't know what to do, he usually waited for someone to eat on the street, but now he couldn't find a target after following Ye Mu for a while.

"My name is Ye Mu, and I will be your teacher from now on. Ye Mu thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was better to say it so directly and simply, children have simple thinking, and they can't accept it if it's too complicated.

Wu Ming continued to stare at Ye Mu for some reason.

"A teacher is the one who teaches you all kinds of skills," Ye Mu continued to explain in desperation.

"Hmm" At this time, Wu Ming seemed to understand, and nodded with a smile.

Ye Mu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that you can get food on the street, and it is really lucky to live to meet me. looked Wu Ming up and down, his eyebrows were delicate, but his body and bones looked too weak, his face was hungry and yellow, and the essence of his body was afraid that it was not enough to practice martial arts.

To begin practicing the recipe for longevity, one consumes a large amount of the body's essence, which is usually replenished by eating and drinking. If the body is too weak, the practice will either have no effect, or it will directly abolish the practice. Other martial arts are almost the same, they need to eat a variety of nutritious meats to replenish the loss of essence, so the poor simply cannot afford the food of those who practice martial arts, and only the rich can afford to train martial artists.

After thinking about it, since you can't practice martial arts now, let's teach you to practice literature first, read books first, and recognize words.

The idea has been decided, Ye Mu plans to take Wu Ming to the street now, buy some paper and pens by the way, and come back, and teach while hurrying tomorrow.

Qingshui Town is actually not big, but it is not small when there are only 50 million people in the country. Walking on the street, from time to time you can see some martial arts people with swords galloping by on horses.

Wu Ming followed behind Ye Mu and took a serious look at the town for the first time, instead of just standing at the intersection waiting for food as usual. He recognized the old beggar who was standing on the side of the road and had been begging for food with him before, probably because he had changed his clothes, but the other party didn't recognize him, he couldn't help but pull Ye Mu's clothes and pause.

Ye Mu noticed Wu Ming's abnormality behind him, turned his head to look, where an old beggar was waiting for alms, was slightly stunned, stopped, bought two steamed buns at the steamed bun shop next to him and handed them over. Then he took the little beggar's hand and continued to walk on.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of the old beggar, but there are too many beggars in the world, and he can't manage it alone, and he can't manage it for a while. The world remains the same, and if there is no beggar here, there will be other beggars elsewhere. He could only hope that his plan would come to fruition sooner so that these people would suffer less.

When he bought paper, pen and ink and went back, it was already dark, Ye Mu first wrote the word "Wu Ming", told Wu Ming that this was his name, and then let him sleep.

After Wu Ming fell asleep, Ye Mu sat up by the lamp, thinking about how to cultivate Wu Ming.

The first is to choose textbooks, this is not a problem, Ye Mu himself is a living encyclopedia, finding out two children's enlightenment textbooks is not the same as drinking water, after selection, it was decided to use two copies of "Thousand Character Text" and "Caigen Tan", one to recognize words, and one to be a person.

Secondly, how to teach, Ye Mu plans to write more than ten or twenty words every day, one or two sentences, and explain to Wu Ming while hurrying, Wu Ming reads while walking, and does not delay the trip.

Finally, it is a matter of learning martial arts, and I can only wait for the little guy to grow stronger before starting, and I can take him to practice the basic skills of swordsmanship at present.

After straightening everything out, Ye Mu didn't think much about it anymore and began to practice, and recently he felt that he was very close to breaking through the realm.