In the blink of an eye, the boy had been in the art for three months. He chopped wood every day, and snatched wine with his master to relieve his chest. If this continues, the boy suspected that he would not be a hero until the end of his practice, but he could only be a skilled woodcutter. Fortunately, in recent days, Wu Shuang intentionally asked him to learn sword moves, and his impetuousness in his heart has relieved a lot.

Yun Zhong always thought that his cheap master was at best just a martial arts skilled in the world of three-legged cat kung fu, but when he pointed out his sword moves, no matter how hard he tried, Wu Shuang would lightly resist it and pointed out the shortcomings in one word, such as the sword tip lifted too high, the time and space gate of the sword was opened, the move was dragged with water, etc. The young man's sword technique seemed to be ink into the sea, and even if he used twelve points of strength, it would be difficult to tell the sea current to change color. At this time, it seemed that the teahouse shopkeeper was not an ordinary person. Then he thought, if he was an ordinary person, where would he have the ability to chop firewood with rust sword? Then he felt relieved.

The ignorant boy did not know the weight hidden in the Yizhang Kingdom and the entire world.

Wu Gou Qingshuang, also known as Wu Shuang.

After Qingming Festival, two spring rains gradually became warmer and all the grasses were lush. Wu Shuang wanted to take the young man to Gongshan, Nan of Yizhang and set off today.

Yun Zhong was reluctant to leave the widow sitting on the wall of the widow who was reading books in the past. More than ten years of spring and autumn came. The farthest place he had been to was Qingchai, and he had to walk for many days day and night. Aunt An said that it took nearly a year to ride a carriage from Shangqi to Yizhang Kingdom. He passed through countless wilderness mountains and rivers. Most of the bandits and horses and thieves with cutting paths were hiding in such mountain nests. They had extremely cruel methods to deal with people who had passed. There were even countless jackals, tigers and leopards lurking in the deep mountains and forests, waiting for an opportunity to catch a few young people with tender skin and flesh, and chew their flesh and blood clean and change their taste. In fact, the boy had heard these words long ago, but the old things he had mentioned before the road were still tightening.

Thinking of this, the young man slowly raised his left hand, looked at his fair skin on his arm, took a cold breath, and a layer of bumps appeared on the back of his neck. Yun Zhong had never lacked this aspect, and he knew very well how many pounds he had picked his own bitter gall to the weighing plate.

The teahouse closed early. Wu Shuang, who was standing in the second floor house, was packing up her clothes, accidentally swept to the entrance of the teahouse. The boy was sitting in a daze, so he put down his clothes and went downstairs to inquire.

Wu Shuang lifted up her long gown and squatted on the threshold, "Why sit in a daze? Let's set off in the evening, are the things used on the road ready?"

The young man stammered and took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it to him. Before, Wu Shuang knew that Yun Zhong was short of money and could not afford the clothes he used to change seasons, so she forced Yun Zhong to give him two taels of silver and return it to him when the sun rose. Now the young man has returned it intact.

"Fear of death?" The boy nodded and shook his head. When the words came to his mouth, it was probably difficult for the boy to tell the current state of mind. He should not only be afraid of death, but also fear of forgetting.

The shopkeeper sighed and squinted his eyes to look north. It is worthy of affection, but it seems that there is not much time left for him. The north will always have results. How many years can it last? Or how many months can it last? Wu Shuang knew very well. If he couldn't hold on, the world would be in chaos. So he wanted to bring this little apprentice back to Nangong Mountain as soon as possible. Anyway, he would be able to force his simple insights into Yun Zhong's mind along the way. How much can he get depends entirely on his understanding and fortune.

Just as he was thinking about something, the sound of birds singing from afar, and the letter was shaking from the sky. Wu Shuang raised her hand to catch the letter, shook the letter paper at the stunned boy, and was amused.

The boy who had repaired the rag and repaired the rags for a year changed into white clothes today, and then went to Dongshikou to buy two pairs of sturdy boots with a sturdy boot. After kicking the new boots, the boy was so beautiful that he almost forgot how to raise his legs. He just kept stomping on the spot, intending to sit down everywhere and look at the soles of the boots. Before his butt was stuck, he suddenly realized that his white clothes were not resistant to dirt and shook them a few times before he could barely hold his feet. He smiled embarrassedly, thinking that he was really a damn boring.

After burning paper at my mother's grave, I neatly packed the pieces of the house. Yun Zhong silently sealed the wooden door with a seal, took a few steps back, took a closer look at the old house inside and out, and turned around and left.

Over the years, orphans and widows have received many favors from neighbors. At least they have achieved some knowledge. When they leave quietly, they do have a heroic style, but they are too heartless.

After Aunt An stuffed the wrapped dry food into the boy's arms, she squeezed into the crowd and wiped her tears before Yun Zhong thanked her. Widow Ma, who was proficient in scolding the streets, rarely showed reluctance. After all, for so many years, due to her amazing appearance, she was willing to tell her about homely things, so she counted this boy who loved to sit on the earthen wall and read books. Uncle He from the wonton stall had no business and came, and gave the boy a pack of wontons that he had not had time to put into the pot.

Yun Zhong was quite uncomfortable. He was not used to all this, so he just repeated the two sentences with a clumsy tongue. He would come back and thank you. Fortunately, his classmates went out for a trip these two days and happened to be unable to catch up with this scene. It seems that it is good to think about it. After all, the future is long or short, and there will be a day to go home. Moreover, the emotions when farewell seem to easily pull out tears and deceive you.

Besides, there is no crying hero in this world.

Along the street that Yun Zhong stepped on countless times, the carriage slowly set off.

The horse sniffed, the wheels rolled across the green grassland, walked across the river bank, and suddenly heard the sound of singing on the other side.

The carriage was getting farther and farther away. In the carriage, Wu Shuang raised her legs and said with interest: "Advisor, she has a good reputation." Yun Zhong laughed and said that it was natural. The thin monkey in the lead was my brother. Although she was thin and black, she was smart, she would be the best carpenter in the town in the future. The boy thought about it and said, "It's pretty coke, Master, you said that his body is so stomping his feet, don't mention the shock of the Three Kingdoms. I guess he won't be scared to run away. The girl of yellow flowers despises her. How much do you have to pay for a wife?

When passing by the tombs outside the town, the boy's eyes turned red. He took out the letter paper from his arms and recited it silently.

Do what you want to do, not break the roots, just take it as a temporary separation. The signature is also disgusting.

The boy's eyes were red and the grass outside the carriage was green.
Chapter completed!