The martial arts people are very satisfied with the disciples they have received, Ye Xiaoxing, this girl is not only smart, but also well-behaved and sensible, and has a super high talent for medicine, although she still doesn't know most of the words in the medical books, but her memory is very good, as long as the martial arts people have said the name of the pharmacological medicine, she will remember it in her heart.

The only thing that can't satisfy the martial arts people is Ye Xiaoxing's Lao Tzu, who is the grandson of the martial arts people and the nephew of Mo Wen. This goods are not there, Ye Xiaoxing is a good apprentice who is well-behaved and sensible, once Mo Wen comes, then she will become an accomplice who makes trouble and is greedy for fun, and treats the words of martial artists as farts, so he hates Mo Wen very much, and he took his own apprentice badly, but he forgot that he was originally Ye Xiaoxing's father in the formal sense.

"Uncle, there won't be any classes in the afternoon, I'll take Xiaoxing to play around, and I'll send it over tomorrow. Mo Wen nibbled on the delicious lunch of the martial artist, and said without being ashamed of robbing the old man's things.

"No, the most important foundation for the introduction of medical Taoism, this time is the period when she lays the foundation, how can she mess up her mind because of play. "Martial arts people attach great importance to Ye Xiaoxing, and it took them most of their lives to find a good apprentice who is suitable for their mantle heir, of course, they have to cultivate it well, how can they spoil his soup because of Mo Wen's rat?

"Why not, college students have holidays and weekends, Xiaoxing is just a child, not to mention just going out to play, even if he skips class, it's normal. Mo finished asking, picked up the good tea on the table and took a sip.

If it had been placed in the past, the martial arts people would have been furious, in the three points of the capital, who would dare to grab Lao Tzu's medicinal tea to drink? Now with Ye Xiaoxing's apprentice, compared with the heir of the mantle, all the treasures are no longer important, although he still grinned in distress.

"If I say no, I can't, the old man is her master, and it is my responsibility to educate her to become successful. ”

"Cut, isn't it just a broken master, I'm still her father, the master can still find it again after he is gone, you can find her a father again? Mo Wen seems to really regard himself as his own father, and he is happy to show off.

"Is the old man that kind of street quack? Grab a handful, and you can find another master like the old man to take a look? Looking at the world, who dares to use the name of the medical saint?"

"Yo, the medical saint, it's so scary," Mo Wen pretended to be panicked and held his face, causing a string of laughter from Ye Xiaoxing next to him, "Since you can't find the medical saint, then look for the poison god, anyway, what to learn is not to learn." ”

The martial artist immediately changed his color: "Don't ask, you little bastard, you dare to let this girl learn poison and try, even if the old man fights with you, he will not hesitate." ”

Mo Wen smiled, in fact, he didn't plan to let Ye Xiaoxing learn poison art from the bottom of his heart, seeing that the martial arts people were really angry, Mo Wen was very happy in his heart, which proved that the martial arts people were sincerely for Ye Xiaoxing's good.

"Why do you want to fight? I'm afraid of you, come on. Mo Wen stood up and posed, and said stinky fart.

"Damn," the martial artist almost cried, Mo asked the seemingly powerless fist, but only those who hit it in the face can understand, what is inhumane, "You bully me an old man, what kind of ability?"

"This will become an old man, I don't know who is so arrogant just now, the doctor saint. Mo Wen sat down boredly, pouted and said.

The old face of the martial arts man is red, this fight is his weakness, since he was a child, the martial arts people will only save people, never know how to beat people, otherwise, how could it be in that year, on his wedding night, because of the discussion of who is the head of the family in the future, he was beaten by his gentle and graceful wife who did not come to bed for three days, and also caused everyone to doubt his medical skills, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, the martial arts people are worth thousands of gold overnight, and they can't get out of bed for three days when they are tired, I don't know if Lu Dao is too tempting to be a wife, or he is difficult to heal himself, and he can't even cure his own kidney deficiency？

"Anyway, the old man just doesn't agree anyway. "The martial artists also played the scoundrel.

"Since the discussion can't come to a conclusion, let's ask Xiaoxing what he means. Mo Wen said leisurely.

"Ask a fart, you are sure that my apprentice will listen to you the most, right? The martial artist said angrily.

Last time, I didn't know the reason for Mo Wen's Dao, but it was actually a small bet, betting on whether Ye Xiaoxing likes to cure diseases or alchemy, the martial arts man pondered for a long time, and deduced from Ye Xiaoxing's daily interests that Ye Xiaoxing likes to treat diseases, especially incurable diseases, and she is very interested in research.

So the martial arts man replied affirmatively, Mo Wen shook his head, turned his head to look at Ye Xiaoxing, who said happily: "I listen to my father, I like whatever he wants." ”

Dad arrived, and the master stepped aside. This is the lesson that the martial arts man got after vomiting three liters of blood, and asked Ye Xiaoxing what he meant? Ye Xiaoxing will answer, what does Dad mean, I will mean. Isn't that the same as not asking?

"Then let's choose a fair one, how about the scissors baggage hammer? Mo asked temptation.

"That sounds good. The martial artist hesitated.

"Okay, then this one. Mo Wen waved his hand and stood in front of the martial artist.

"Are you ready?" asked Mo Wen with a wink.

The little hand hidden in the robe of the martial artist shook, and then he rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, let's start." ”

"Scissors burden hammer, Ha Lu Ha" The martial artist danced for a while, "I won." ”

Mo Wen pouted: "Two wins in three games, this is only one game." ”

"Uh, why didn't you say that just now?" the martial artist was stunned for a moment.

"Needless to say, it's all this rule. Mo asked the truth and said.

"Okay, come again. The martial artist agreed in a daze, although he felt that something was wrong.

"Scissors baggage hammer. ”

"Scissors baggage hammer. ”

"Damn, do you want to be so evil?" said the martial artist with a bitter face, "I lost both times." ”

Mo Wen smiled, in fact, this method is very simple, the first time if Mo Wen wins, it is a game to win or lose, if you lose, then Mo Wen can see where the martial arts people's qi is, everyone is nervous, the reaction is different, and Mo Wen is relying on these reactions, one second slower to punch, although it seems to be a little slower, but compared with the old arms and legs of the martial arts people, although it is slow but one step faster, punching earlier than the martial arts people.

"That's the providence of God, uncle, I have retired. Mo Wen smiled, then bowed his head and said to Ye Xiaoxing, "Xiaoxing, Dad will take you out to play." ”

"yes. Ye Xiaoxing, who had been absent-mindedly pretending for a long time, finally put down the medical book in his hand and jumped into Mo Wen's arms with joy.

"How can this be?" the martial artist looked at the two people who walked out, looked down at his hands in confusion and muttered to himself, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Damn, he's a cultivator, how did the old man forget this stubble. The martial artist woke up in a daze, and all his doubts were cleared up in an instant, "Bastard, he deceived the old man's apprentice again." ”

Carrying Ye Xiaoxing all the way, Mo Wen sighed softly.

Memories go back to last night:

"Little family master," Mo Li said with a complicated look in his eyes, "Is that place really that important?"

Mo Wen nodded lightly: "That was my first memory, and it was also at that time that inferiority took root in my heart, and now it has already grown into a big tree, if I can't get rid of it, I don't know how to go after the road." ”

"I understand, little family master, if the family master asks, do I mean it or not?" Mo Li asked with a hesitation.

"Whatever, just say I want to find my true self, I think grandpa should understand. Mo Wen touched his forehead and pondered.

"It's the best, I've never lied to him in my life. Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Zhong, it's not a big deal, I just don't want grandpa to worry. Mo asked.

"Hey, the head of the family has been bitter for more than 20 years, and there is no continuation under his knees, especially after the death of the old lady, there is no one to talk to, and now it is finally lost and regained, there is a little head of the family by his side to do his filial piety, even if there is a little wind and grass, the head of the family will look at the wind and rain, and no longer have the ambition of the year. Mo Li said with a sigh.

"Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I will continue my grandfather's path, and the Mo family will be guarded by me from now on. Mo Wen said firmly.

"Hehe, with the words of the little family master, the old servant is relieved. ”

"Hey, it's been more than twenty years," Mo Wen sighed deeply, "I don't know if that place is still there." ”

Mo Li hesitated, but still took out a photo: "Little family master, can you see if it is here?"

Mo Wen looked up in surprise and took the photo, the familiar and unfamiliar streets, the scattered houses, countless times like a nightmare appeared in the environment, although it has changed a lot, but Mo Wen can see at a glance that this photo is the place he is looking for.

"Yes, this is it, where is this?" Mo Wen raised his head in surprise.

"It's not far from here, and even I didn't expect that there would be such a pickled place in the capital, and the little family master must have suffered a lot. ”

Mo Wen smiled faintly, and a trace of complex emotion flashed in his eyes, which was elusive

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xiaoxing's voice interrupted Mo Wen's memories in his ears.

Mo Wen shook his head and smiled, and touched Ye Xiaoxing's head with his forehead: "It's nothing, Dad is thinking about where we are going to play." ”

"But just now I saw that my father seemed to be scared. Ye Xiaoxing said softly.

"Yes, Dad is scared," Mo Wen sighed, really scared, the knot in his heart when he was a child, that seemingly terrible dream, "Will you protect Dad?"

"Well," Ye Xiaoxing hugged Mo Wen's neck tightly, "I will definitely protect Dad and not let anyone bully you, just like you protect me." ”

"Okay, then Dad will want you to protect you in the future, if you don't protect well, Dad will cry and show you his nose. Mo Wen shrugged his nose and smiled.

"Daddy won't cry his nose, giggle"

"Dad, where are you taking me today?"

"Well, let's go ask for food. ”