Nanzhu

After the best age for martial arts training, do you still want to achieve something without working hard?It's just a dream! "

"Hey, master, I know!"

"Knowing that you haven't squatted for me yet, what is this wobbly thing?" After speaking, he whipped again.

The corners of Nan Zhu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.Standing quietly by the side, he did not disturb the cultivation of the two masters and apprentices.

"Ouch, master, I'm already squatting, why are you still beating me?"

"If I don't give you any pain, I think you're going to doze off!"

"You...you are unreasonable!"

"It's unreasonable to be a teacher. Are you listening?"

"Listen, of course. I dare not listen to me."

"Just squat down for me, and don't relax until I tell you to stop!" the man in black said, and glanced behind him.

Seeing this, Nan Zhu stood up straight and bowed respectfully to the man.

The man in black raised his eyebrows, then turned around and walked towards Nan Zhu. "Come with me to the side room for some breakfast, don't you mind?"

Before Nan Zhu could speak, the other party had already walked towards the side room.He smiled wryly to himself, this obviously didn't give him a choice, didn't he?

"Hush, shh... Nan Zhu..."

A soft call came from behind Nan Zhu.Nan Zhu turned his head, and saw Lu Yun who was also turning his head winking at him, and couldn't help laughing.What is this person trying to express?

"Don't be polite to Master, he is very rich. Eat more..."

"Yun'er, you don't seem to understand the teacher's words. If that's the case, before the sun goes down today, you should squat here for a while."

Nan Zhu looked at the man in black pleadingly, but found the unquestionable look in his eyes, and finally gave up.

"Yes, Master." Not wanting Nan Zhu to worry about himself, Lu Yun replied with great force.

"Nan Zhu, follow me."

Following the man in ink into the house, the door behind him opened and closed.Nan Zhu looked at the man in ink in surprise, and saw that the man had already sat down at the table, holding a cup of warm tea for a drink.

"How are you?" The man in black said indifferently as yesterday, as if the person who spoke to Lu Yun just now was not the same person.As a result, Nan Zhu understood that in the eyes of Mo Yiren, he was different from Lu Yun.

He didn't feel jealous, but was grateful to the man in black for saving himself and Lu Yun.Nan Zhu nodded, but still stood aside, and did not sit down casually.

"You know the rules. Hey, that's all. Sit down and talk." The man in black sighed slightly, "Nanzhu, I said yesterday that I can't keep you. Qi Lan, it's not the person I want to offend. Don't say anything else As far as he is the number one general in Donglin today, there are not many people who can match him. What's more, as a citizen of Donglin, there are far more people who love him than hate him, and those who want to save his life are far more than those who want to kill him. A lot. You... do you know what I mean?"

Nan Zhu sat down in front of the ink-clothed man, he calmly listened to the ink-clothed man's words, and actually smiled clearly.Nodding his head, he wrote on the table: Nan Zhu understands.Mr. Nan Zhu is grateful for saving Lu Yun and me and accepting him as his apprentice.Tomorrow, Nanzhu will go back by himself.

The man in black frowned, and then looked at Nan Zhu, as if he wanted to see something from Nan Zhu's face, but he remained silent.After a long time, he said with emotion: "Given your background, why did you live in a brothel and become a servant?" A servant who can be polite and know how to advance and retreat?I'm afraid that Qi Lan is interested because of this.

Nanzhu Shu said: All the things in the past are gone, but all the things are still new today.Nanzhu, just want to live in peace.

The man in ink was slightly taken aback when he saw it, and then he sighed with a smile in his heart: I'm afraid these things are not for you.But he didn't express what was in his heart, he just said: "Zhu'er, although you and I can't be master and apprentice, but since we are destined, and you call me Mr. again, then I will give you a word."

Nan Zhu nodded: Sir, please tell me.

"Don't go against your will in everything."

There was an invisible stiffness on Nan Zhu's face, and he nodded to cover it up with his lowered eyes: Thank you sir, Nan Zhu understands.

"That's good." The man in black smiled, poured a cup of tea for Nan Zhu, and handed it over.Nanzhu hastily took it respectfully.

"I don't always like to be polite. Zhu'er doesn't have to be so humble in the future. Look at that kid Lu Yun, if I'm half as polite as you, I can worry less. Forget it, I caused the trouble myself." Mo Yizui He said so, but his face looked happy: "Zhu'er, in the future, if Qi Lan really wants to make things difficult for you, you can mention 'Xin Mo' to him, at least he won't make things difficult for others."

Xin Mo?Why is this name so familiar?Nan Zhu unconsciously showed doubts.

Seeing this, the man in ink explained with a smile: "Xin Mo, that's my name. Back then, during the battle between Donglin and Xiyi Chenwuguan, Qi Lan was seriously injured and his army was separated in the gorge. Save me. You owe me a favor. It’s just that you have to make good use of this favor, Zhu’er. Don’t use it until the critical moment. I know Qi Lan a little bit. Absolutely can't do it. Therefore, this can also be regarded as your life-saving talisman. Understand?"

Nan Zhu nodded again and again in surprise, and wrote: Thank you, Mr. Mo.

Paused, hesitated, and wrote again: Sir, is Xin Mo your real name?

The man in black darkened his face, sighed in disappointment, and looked out of the window.

Nan Zhu thought he had made a slip of the tongue, so he quickly pursed his lips and bowed his head.But he heard the other party raise his voice quietly: "Although Xin Mo is here, he is no longer the ink sword of the past." What lives in this world now is just a puppet that exists to fulfill Qiu's last wish.Wuxin, no matter how he is called a person, how can he be the Xinmo swordsman he was back then.

There was a pain in my heart.Nan Zhu didn't know why?Xin Mo, Mr.'s name... Looking at the white-haired beauty of the man in ink again, the pain was even worse.What kind of person should be, who can make the face of the person in front of him look young, but his hair is all white...

"Don't talk about this. Zhu'er, do you know why your voice can't speak?" The man in ink changed his tone and changed the topic, obviously it didn't seem like the emotion just now affected the two of them.

Nan Zhu nodded, then shook his head again.

"You know?" This time, the man in ink was slightly startled.

Nan Zhu wrote: Yes.To be honest, Mr. Nanzhu has lost his memory so far, but he also remembers some of the past.For example, I can read and write, for example, I know a little about medicine, for example... my voice is hoarse due to poison.

The ink-clothed man nodded: "That's right. I took your pulse that day and found that your brain was congested. It should be caused by a fall from a high place. This is also the cause of your amnesia. I will prescribe a prescription and you can recuperate slowly." , can be somewhat resolved. As for the final result, it depends on good luck. As for your throat, the toxin has accumulated for too long and caused damage. It is not impossible to restore it, but it needs a long-term and gradual treatment. I am afraid that I... ..."

The man in ink stopped here, as if he was thinking about how to continue speaking.However, Nanzhu understood what the other party was hesitating about, and raised his finger and said: Sir, don't worry about Nanzhu.Everyone has their own destiny, Nanzhu thinks it doesn't make much difference whether he can speak or not.It's good to get used to everything, Nanzhu is a mere servant, just do his job well, and he doesn't need to use his mouth too much.

The man in black looked deeply at Nan Zhu, and suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.

"Indeed, everyone has their own destiny. Zhu'er, although you can't heal your throat, it is necessary to prescribe a prescription to relieve your brain congestion. You rest, and I will go back as soon as I go."

Nan Zhu saw the door and opened the door, the man in ink had already left the house.Concern was involuntarily stained on his face.

Xin Mo, the number one swordsman in Donglin back then... was also the number one assassin under the command of the famous general in Tsing Yi.

In the evening, Nanzhu was sent by the man in ink to call Lu Yun into the house.When Nan Zhu came to the courtyard, he was relieved to see the person under the tree still standing firmly.He stepped forward and walked behind him, trying to reach out his hand, only to realize that something seemed wrong.

Turning around half of his body, Nan Zhu's body froze immediately.Looking at Lu Yun's eyes also became tense, he raised his sleeve, and quickly wrapped around Lu Yun's arm, trying to make him slow down.Only then did he realize that almost every tendon under Lu Yun's skin was trembling.

It's really...

Nan Zhu didn't know why to sigh, but at this moment, Lu Yun almost lost consciousness.His own strength was insufficient, so when Lu Yun's whole body fell limply on his shoulders, Nan Zhu almost fell to the ground.Fortunately, the big tree behind him blocked him, so he didn't lose his balance completely.

Just as he didn't know what to do, he suddenly felt the weight on his body lighten.Looking up, he saw the man in black nodding to himself faintly.

Nanzhu opened his mouth, but then thought that he couldn't speak, so he closed it sadly.

The man in black nodded and said, "Don't worry, Yun'er will be fine."

Nan Zhu went back to the house with the man in ink, and helped him fight according to the man's instructions. Seeing that the man in black held Lu Yun's hand, he closed his eyes and breathed out.Turning his mind, he couldn't help frowning.

Although he stood quietly on one side, Nan Zhu's mood could not be calm no matter what.He can understand, he actually can understand.He understood what Mr. was doing.

Crossing qi and activating blood circulation, dredging a hundred pulses.

This kind of technique can not only help people to speed up the smooth flow of blood vessels, but also slowly infuse one's own true energy, allowing people who have no internal energy to slowly accumulate internal energy.It seems that Mr. is planning to pass on his lifelong martial arts to Lu Yun in an extreme way?

Thin sweat seeped out of his forehead, restraining his breath.The man in black opened his eyes slightly, and saw the warm towel handed over from his side.Looking up and seeing Nan Zhu's worried eyes, the man in black smiled.

"It doesn't matter. This kid is very energetic and has excellent bones. These running-in things will be able to adapt quickly."

Nan Zhu nodded, but he didn't reveal what was on his mind.What he was worried about was not entirely Lu Yun alone.Although I don't know why I can understand so many strange things, I don't know why I have identified the past identity of the person in front of me.However, the fact that Mr. saved himself and Lu Yun alone is enough to make him worry about him.

"Hmm... Nan Zhu? Master?" Lu Yun who was on the bed woke up quickly, and the sound made both of them stunned by the sound. "Why are you here? Huh? Why am I in bed