The first meal back in Xiaoyao Valley, Weiming was quite satisfied.
Although the skills of the eldest brother and the second brother are not as good as those of Lao Hu and Po Meng individually, with the sword skills derived from Jingjia's many years of using swords, and Gu Yuexuan's arm strength in weighing pots, they are 70% to 80% as skilled as Lao Hu and Po Meng.
"Hmm~ It's more comfortable to eat at home! Hey~? Second Senior Brother, why are you pulling me~~~!" Wei Ming had just finished eating and was stretching when the thorns on the side suddenly came over and grabbed him.
He grabbed Wei Ming and walked out.
Jingjie turned back and glanced at Weiming, and said with a sneer: "After eating, of course I need to eat! By the way, I, as your senior fellow apprentice, will also give you a test to see if you have improved your martial arts after being out for so long.
Down."
"Ah~!" Weiming howled miserably, thinking that he was going to be bullied by this second senior brother with a bad personality again. He quickly turned his head and looked for reinforcements, but at a glance, the master who was still sitting on the main seat had already disappeared.
Even Lao Hu and Po Meng, who had just returned before the meal, disappeared. At this time, in the dining hall, apart from himself and his second senior brother Jing Ji, only senior senior brother and senior sister were left. Wei Ming had no choice but to turn his gaze on
Wandering between senior brother and senior sister.
"No need to look..."
Just when Wei Ming was about to ask for help, Jing Ji's voice came again, "Master specially ordered me to test your martial arts in the school. You see, it's useless to everyone~"
After that, Jingji no longer cared whether Weiming struggled or not, and directly pulled him to the center of the martial arts training ground. Gu Yuexuan and Wei Ziling, who were watching from the side, looked at each other and smiled, and followed him out together.
In this way, the whole afternoon was spent in the "guidance" of thorns, and it didn't come to an end until dusk.
"It's not bad! Boy, you've practiced swordsmanship in a decent way. With my senior brother, I'm 70% as good as me~"
Putting away his sword, Jingjia looked at the long sword in front of him, panting slightly, and said with a smirk on his face.
"You don't have to say that!" Weiming glanced at the thorns and said angrily.
"But~" Jingji changed his subject and continued: "Your swordsmanship is passable, but your knife skills are too bad. I remember that there seems to be a knife in the iron box you made yourself! Could it be that you
Are you going to use it as a decoration?"
Upon hearing this, Weiming couldn't refute it. After all, this was an indisputable fact, but it also reminded Weiming that he couldn't just practice swordsmanship, but also practiced other martial arts. After all, he had
The original intention of making a weapon box is to facilitate one's use of various martial arts.
"Okay Aji, don't be too harsh on our junior brother. He has only been here for three months. His progress today is enough to prove his talent and hard work." Gu Yuexuan said from the side at this time.
"Hey~ I'm reminding him not to get carried away." Jingji looked at Gu Yuexuan and said with an arrogant(?) look on his face.
"Thank you so much for the reminder, Second Senior Brother!" Weiming looked at the thorns helplessly, and at the same time secretly decided in his heart that when he surpassed Second Senior Brother in the future, he must 'teach' him a lesson.
But what should be said is that the teachings of the second senior brother are indeed very effective. After one afternoon of training, Weiming's sword skills increased from 20 to 25. Although it was also due to his own poor sword skills, like Weiming Gundam
There is no change in the swordsmanship of 95, but this is enough to show the level of teaching and dedication of Jingjing. Although it is really uncomfortable to look at his stinky face, it has to be said that this is also someone who can make people work hard.
Motivation~~!
"Eldest Master, Second Young Master, Third Young Master, Miss, it's time to eat~"
With Lao Hu coming over to ask everyone to eat, the day finally came to an end.
At the dinner table, Weiming held the rice bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other to carefully pick up the dishes. He tried hard not to look like a Parkinson's patient. He was so focused that he didn't even notice the different expressions of the other people on the table.
The eyes, such as Po Meng's distress, Gu Yuexuan's concern, Wu Xiazi's relief, etc.
"Gu~"
As he swallowed the last mouthful of rice, Weiming put down his rice bowl with relief, took a long breath, and said, "Well~ I'm finally done eating!" Then he leaned back and lay upright on the ground like a salted fish.
A look of life and contentment.
Wu Xiazi, who was sitting at the top, smiled with relief when he saw Wei Ming's appearance, and praised Wei Ming: "Not bad, not bad. It seems that Wei Ming'er's martial arts skills have not been brought down during the time he came out of the valley. On the contrary, he has
I have made a lot of progress, and I am really pleased to be my teacher!”
As soon as he heard the master's words, Weiming hurriedly sat up and said modestly: "Master praised me. Compared with the three senior brothers and sisters, the disciple is still far behind~!"
Wei Ming had just finished saying this, and before Wu Xia Zi could speak, Ji Ji on the side continued:
"Hey~ It's good that you know, if you want to catch up with me, you still have to... Ouch~ Why are you hitting me, stinky old man!"
The result was obvious, he was rewarded with a special brain collapse by his master.
"You still have the nerve to say that as a senior brother, you should encourage him more and don't always think about beating him~" Just now, he was looking at Weiming's kind-hearted Wu Xiazi, but as soon as he looked at the thorns, his true colors were revealed, and he looked like a grumpy old man.
.
"Hey~" Jiajia tilted his head, as if he knew he was wrong but didn't admit it, and even if he did, he wouldn't change it.
"You little brat..." When Wu Xiazi saw him like this, he suddenly felt the urge to beat the naughty kid violently. He stretched out his hand to give him another exclusive blow to his head, but how could the thorns get in his way?
As expected, he ran away and shouted: "Wow! You stinky old man, are you serious~"
After saying that, Jiji ran straight out the door, leaving behind a sentence, "Smelly old man, if you want to hit me, you should catch up with me first~"
"Smelly boy..." When Wu Xiazi saw that this was okay, he didn't care about the other people around him, and ran out of the door. At the same time, he also said harsh words: "Smelly boy, wait until you fall into my hands.
, I’ll make your head full~~~”
After the two of them walked away, several people in the room looked at each other, and eventually they all turned into chuckles. Even Lao Hu, who had always been serious and dull, laughed.
...
At night.
After washing up, Weiming lay in bed in a daze.
Originally, I was quite tired today. I rode horseback in the morning and returned to Xiaoyao Valley at noon. I also sparred with the second senior brother all afternoon. It should be easy to fall asleep, but for some reason, Weiming didn't feel sleepy at all. Maybe it was because of the previous
Is it because you have gotten used to sleeping with Sister Meng for a few days?
Maybe, but it's not the whole reason.
Weiming couldn't help but think of the scene during dinner when the master chased and beat the second senior brother. Although he sympathized with the second senior brother, Weiming had to admit that he was a little envious...
"Sister Meng~?" In the silence, Weiming suddenly said: "It's so late, isn't Sister Meng still resting?"
As he said that, Weiming stood up and looked in the direction of the window sill. He saw that the originally empty window sill had a beautiful figure at some point. Who else could it be if it wasn't Meng Qiansi?
"I'll go to bed soon~" Po Meng leaned on the window sill and said in a cool and gentle tone: "I stopped by to see if you are asleep."
"Sister Meng~!" Wei Ming said with helplessness mixed with emotion: "I'm not a child anymore~"
Under the night sky, under the reflection of the moonlight, Weiming seemed to see the corners of Po Meng's mouth raised a little. When Weiming wanted to take a closer look, it immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Yeah~" Po Meng continued: "I know!"
After the three words fell, before Weiming could react, he saw the beautiful shadow flashing, and Po Meng disappeared in front of Weiming, leaving only one sentence under the moonlight -