When Weiming walked out of Dongfang Xi's wooden house, nearly an hour had passed.
Except for having two more books in his hand, Weiming seems to have not changed much, but only Weiming himself knows that he is much stronger now than when he first came here. Not only has his swordsmanship improved greatly, but his internal strength has also improved greatly.
Wei has also reached the seventh level of the day after tomorrow from the original sixth level of the day after tomorrow.
The reason why he was able to break through was because when Dongfang Xi taught him the inner skills and mental methods, he specifically used his own inner strength to help Weiming complete the exercise route, and by the way, he also helped Weiming clear his meridians. In addition, Weiming's foundation and previous experience
Only by breaking and then standing can you successfully break through a small section.
The two books held in Weiming's arms are martial arts secrets that Dongfang Xi gave to Weiming. One is the secret internal skill that Dongfang Xi accidentally obtained when he was working as a guard in Jinyi Guards in his early years - Wuwu Shengong, and the other is a record.
The inner strength and mental technique that Dongfang Bubai had practiced a hundred years ago, which was improved by Dongfang Xi, was the Dongfang Collection, as well as his own sword technique, the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique.
Although Weiming has learned these three martial arts, as the saying goes, you can learn the new by reviewing the past. If you are unfamiliar with some of the content in the future, you can also read it and go further, just in case Weiming accepts a few apprentices in the future, but
If you don’t have time to teach him at the moment, you can just give him a cheat book and practice it yourself first, which saves time and effort.
Weiming took two secret books and looked back at his father Dongfang Xi who also walked out. He hesitated and said, "Dad, how about... I'd better stay with you for a few days."
Dongfang Xi shook his head and said in a calm tone: "No need, I will leave here tomorrow. There are still some things I need to do. After you are done here, you should leave as soon as possible."
"Doing something?" Weiming was stunned for a moment, subconsciously asking, but was interrupted by Dongfang Xi: "You don't need to know now, I will tell you everything when the time is right."
"But..."
"Okay, no need to say more, leave quickly! That Miss Meng must be anxious waiting for you."
After saying that, Dongfang Xi turned around and waved his hand behind him, then returned to the wooden house and closed the door smoothly, seemingly without any nostalgia.
Weiming stood blankly outside the door, the emotions in his heart were complicated and difficult to understand. After being silent for a long time, Weiming suddenly shouted: "Dad, how can I find you in the future?"
...There was no answer from the cabin.
After waiting for a while, just when Weiming felt a little disappointed, Dongfang Xi's voice came from inside the room, "Every year during the Qingming Festival and the sixth day of October, if there is nothing important to do, I will come here to visit the grave. You can come by yourself at that time."
Find me."
"Yes~ I remember, kid." A hint of joy flashed across Weiming's face, but then he thought of something, and his joy turned into sadness. He couldn't help but look back at the two tombs (one shadow tomb) next to him.
Needless to say, Qingming Festival, and the sixth day of October is naturally my mother’s memorial day.
After thinking this, Weiming calmed down and continued to shout into the house: "Dad, the child is gone, please take care of yourself."
After that, Wei Ming took the secret book and turned around and walked towards the village.
There was still silence in the wooden house, as if there was no one inside at all. It was not until Weiming left for a while that a faint, inexplicable sigh came from the house.
...
Outside Dukang Village, Po Meng was sitting by the stream with her knees in her arms, staring straight ahead, but her eyes were not focused at all. There was not a single figure around, but she was sitting here alone in a daze.
I don’t know how long she sat there, but suddenly, her ears twitched slightly, and her dull eyes gradually began to ripple, regaining their former tranquility and agility. She lightly opened her red lips, and said lightly: "We’re done talking~?
"
"Meng...Sister Meng~"
A figure came behind Po Meng, it was Weiming.
"I'm really sorry, Sister Meng, for keeping you waiting for so long." Weiming scratched his temples and said embarrassedly.
"It's okay~" Mrs. Meng stood up, patted her clothes, and said matter-of-factly: "There is no need to say thank you or sorry between us."
Although Meng Po said this, Wei Ming was not completely at ease. He knew that his father and Meng Po had a personal enmity, and it was a big enmity such as their child being robbed. It was said that they were incompatible with each other.
It's not an exaggeration, but if you want to persuade Po Meng to let go of her hatred, let alone whether she can really let it go, Weiming himself can't say such bastard words.
"Sister Meng, my father..." Weiming opened his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry, he is him and you are you~" But at this moment, she heard Po Meng say: "And I don't know Dongfang Xi. You Jin, who kidnapped my nephew, died a year ago.
I know my nephew is still alive and well, and that is enough."
"Is this so..."
Weiming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard what Mrs. Meng said. He knew that Sister Meng had let go of her hatred. Although a large part of the reason was because of herself, she and her father did not really kill Sister Meng's nephew.
..
Hmm~!?
Nephew?
Just as he was thinking about it, Weiming suddenly realized, who did Po Meng say was kidnapped just now? Her nephew? Wasn't it her son?
A set of doubts surged up in Weiming's heart. At the same time, he asked subconsciously: "Meng...Sister Meng, you just said...what of you was taken away?"
"Huh?" Po Meng glanced at Weiming strangely, not understanding why he would ask this question. This meant that Weiming asked her face to face. If anyone else dared to reveal her scar, no matter who it was, it would just be an attached weapon.
Bone nails are waiting for her. If she happens to be in a bad mood again, it is not impossible to kill the door nails or Feng Yu Tianling directly.
"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Po Meng rolled her eyes at Wei Ming and said angrily: "Didn't I just say it? Do you want me to say it again and let me reveal my scars?"
"No...no, how could it be~~" Wei Ming also realized that his question was a bit abrupt, but he still couldn't help but muttered: "I always thought you lost your son..."
"Snapped!"
Po Meng slapped Wei Ming on the forehead and said with a darkened face: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have never been married, how can I have a son!"
As she said that, Po Meng's face softened and became a little melancholy, and she said: "But having said that, it is not wrong to say that the child is my son. He is the son of my cousin. He has been around since more than ten years ago.
After her husband disappeared, she missed her so much that she passed away before the child was one month old. Before she died, she begged me to raise the child for her. Unfortunately...I failed her in the end~"
"..."
Hearing Po Meng's narration, Weiming's heart suddenly became complicated. In addition to inexplicable sadness and joy, there was also a trace of empathy. However, he saw the shadow of his former adoptive mother in Po Meng, but he was luckier than Po Meng.
, I have still lived under the care of my adoptive mother for ten years, and Po Meng...
Forget it, I don’t want to think about this anymore, let’s change the topic.
Weiming shook his head and thought.
"By the way, Sister Meng~" Weiming began to try to change the subject, "It seems that I don't know your age yet? How old are you this year?"
!!!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Ming suddenly felt a chill in his body. From the corner of his eye, he seemed to be able to see a big word "danger" floating in the sky above his head.
"Gudu~" Weiming swallowed instinctively, and then looked at Po Meng calmly, only to find that Po Meng was looking at him with a smile on her face. At first glance, she seemed very kind. If Weiming couldn't feel her
'Murderous' words.
"Weiming~~~" Mrs. Meng held Weiming's shoulders and was very kind... Oh no~ she kindly leaned into Weiming's ear and said: "Don't you know that a woman's age cannot be asked casually?
?”
Po Meng's tone was quite gentle, it could be said that her breath was like a orchid, but Wei Ming could not feel the charming atmosphere at all at this time.
"Next time..." Mrs. Meng continued: "If you want to change the subject, remember to change it to a safer one~"
Weiming nodded quickly and was about to speak when he heard...
"Gu~~~"
Don't get me wrong, this is just Weiming's stomach growling. Both Weiming and Po Meng were stunned, and then they heard Po Meng burst into laughter. The 'kind' temperament he had just created was almost completely destroyed.
Yu Yiyi and Weiming's face also turned red unconsciously.
"Haha~ Okay, for the sake of you being hungry and pitiful, I will forgive you this time." Po Meng laughed twice and said: "Let's go, I will take you to eat, I happened to be on the way here
I saw a newly opened inn, it looks good, I can take you to try it."
Wei Ming felt relieved for a moment. Although he knew that Sister Meng would not do anything to harm him, teasing him was inevitable. Although he might not suffer in the end, the feeling of being teased was still uncomfortable after all.
Yes, now that I heard that Mrs. Meng had "cleared her past feud" and took me to dinner, there was no reason not to agree. She quickly said with a playful smile:
"Thank you, Sister Meng~" This chapter has been completed!