Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

The little fool Mu Yunjin seemed to have come by bad luck.

Before he entered the door, he turned to the room and said, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

Chu Jingchuan got a headache from his yelling, so naturally he didn't have a good face, and stared at him coldly: "What are you doing?"

Mu Yunjin smiled like a flower, "I heard from Master that tomorrow you will take my junior sister to Houshan Zhuyuan to practice swordsmanship. Is it true?"

"none of your business."

Chu Jingchuan usually hates people when he opens his mouth. Except for his uncle and master, few people escape his poisonous tongue. Now that he is in a bad mood, he has nothing good to say.

"I want to go too." Of course, Mu Yunjin didn't dare to make any sense, and straightforwardly stated her purpose of coming, "My sword skills are not good, I also need to practice swords."

"You practice ass." Chu Jingchuan said mercilessly, "Have you learned everything you have learned before?"

Lu Manman has just entered the teacher's school, so it is in the stage of solidifying the foundation.

However, Mu Yunjin has already passed the foundation consolidation period.

Chu Jingchuan exposed him mercilessly: "Are you going to practice swords?"

Mu Yunjin was very unconvinced and took out her sword.

"Why not, I have all the swords ready."

Except for Chu Jingchuan's sword, the swords of the other disciples of Qingfeng Mountain are all unified, with a silver-white sword body, auspicious cloud patterns on the hilt, and blue tassels.

The moment Mu Yunjin pulled out the sword, Chu Jingchuan's face became even more paralyzed. He frowned and remained silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help it: "What are you using the sword for?"

The blade that should have been silvery white is now stained with some strange red,

It always reminds people of some not-so-good things that are extraordinarily weird no matter how they look.

"Ok?"

The little fool took the sword in front of him, took a photo, then let out an ah, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Ah, senior brother, I'm sorry, I used it to cut watermelon last time, after cutting..." He said in Chu Jingchuan In the indifferent eyes, he added the last few words: "I forgot to wipe it."

Chu Jingchuan: "..."

He stared at Mu Yunjin with black eyes for a while, then pointed to the door, and said expressionlessly, "Get lost."

He was afraid that he couldn't help but beat him to death.

Mu Yunjin still didn't give up: "Brother, then tomorrow..."

Chu Jingchuan repeated with a straight face: "Get lost."

Under the murderous gaze, Mu Yunjin hurriedly got out, but after getting out the door, he shouted in the courtyard: "Then senior brother, I'll take it as your consent."

What greeted him was a bamboo leaf as sharp as a blade.With the sound of breaking wind, the bamboo leaf brushed past his cheek, and finally embedded itself in the redwood tree in the yard.

Mu Yunjin touched his face subconsciously, a strand of hair fell into his hand, he shuddered, this time he really fucked up.

……

When I went there the next day, the red dress was standing among the green bamboos, playing with all kinds of rogues grabbing the bamboo leaves, it seemed that I had been waiting for a while.

Chu Jingchuan watched for a while, then walked over.

When Lu Manman heard the commotion, he laughed before saying anything: "Senior brother, good morning."

Before Chu Jingchuan could speak, Mu Yunjin poked her head out from behind, "Good morning, little junior sister."

The little idiot got up.

In the past, he was the latest one among all the disciples.

"Brother Pastor," Lu Manman greeted, "Are you here to practice sword too?"

Mu Yunjin's sword was polished brightly today, in order to show himself, he swiped his long sword, and a green bamboo fell in response.

Lu Manman: "Good sword."

Mu Yunjin retracted the blade, with a little pride at the end of her eyes: "Thank you, Junior Sister."

It just doesn't sound right, the accent is a bit like "so cheap."

Then, he turned his head to look at Chu Jingchuan again, and asked, "Senior brother, what moves are we going to practice today?"

Chu Jingchuan glanced at him with deep eyes, pointed to himself and Lu Manman, and corrected: "It's not us, it's me and her."

Mu Yunjin curled her lips, "Brother, didn't we make an agreement yesterday?"

Chu Jingchuan said: "I agree?"

Mu Yunjin: "..."

not at all.

Chu Jingchuan stopped looking at him, and if he continued to entangle with this little fool, he would not be able to go down the mountain until evening.

He turned his eyes to look at Lu Manman, and said indifferently: "Master taught you last night, you practice it again and I'll see."

Lu Manman didn't have the sword of the disciple of Qingfeng Mountain yet, so he went not far away and broke a bamboo. Chu Jingchuan watched her movement, frowned, and handed over his sword.

"Use mine."

Lu Manman froze for a moment, his eyes were dark and complicated.But it was only for a moment that he returned to his usual smiling face, and said, "Thank you, brother."

This sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, but its blade is extremely sharp. It is absolutely extraordinary at first glance.

Because of the rain yesterday, Yun Chensheng didn't actually talk about many sword techniques, so Lu Manman simply demonstrated it to Chu Jingchuan.

Mu Yunjin stared intently, but...

Although the little junior sister is very beautiful, and her posture with a sword is also very beautiful, but... what kind of thing is this practice.

He opened his mouth, tilted his head and said in a low voice: "At first, I thought that my foundation was already the worst, but I didn't expect that my junior sister is also such a genius.

Chu Jingchuan: "..."

There is a sky beyond the sky, is there anyone outside the world who uses it like this?

After listening to Mu Yunjin's high-spirited talk, he looked at Lu Manman with some pain.

Only now did he know what Master's meaningless look meant at that time. At that time, he thought that Master had seen through the little Jiujiu in his heart, but now that he saw it, it was obviously not the case.

"Little Junior Sister has excellent bones and extremely high comprehension."

shit.

I really want to slap my old self to death.

Chu Jingchuan stared at Zhu Jian's sword-wielding figure, feeling that the sword had been insulted.

Lu Manman put away the sword while exhaling, and the sleeves were covered with rain and dew. She didn't care, and returned the sword to Chu Jingchuan: "Senior brother."

Chu Jingchuan had a really good-looking expression, and he pursed his lips for a while before taking the sword.

At the end, Lu Manman asked again: "Brother, how is my practice? Master just smiled yesterday and didn't tell me in the end."

What kind of practice, do you have no points in mind?

Chu Jingchuan was just about to open his mouth, but was robbed by Mu Yunjin who was beside him: "Young junior sister is already very good as a newcomer, keep working hard, keep working hard."

Shit is pretty good.

Chu Jingchuan stared at him.

Mu Yunjin turned her head and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, don't dampen the newcomers' confidence."

Chu Jingchuan remained silent with a black face, and nodded reluctantly after a while.

"Really?" Lu Manman raised his brows lightly, his smile was unclear, "I always felt that I was poor at swordsmanship and didn't have any talent."

Chu Jingchuan said: "It's pretty self-aware..." Mu Yunjin touched his sleeve, Chu Jingchuan coughed lightly, and changed his words: "Self-control."

Lu Manman laughed when she heard this. She was originally beautiful, but now that she smiled, her brows and eyes seemed to be full of spring, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be eclipsed.

Mu Yunjin stared blankly, almost drooling.

Chu Jingchuan glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "Excellent."

Then drive this useless little thing down the mountain.

Although Mu Yunjin was extremely unwilling, under Chu Jingchuan's violent oppression, she still turned around and left.

The morning light is twilight, and the east is pale pink, like a rain-drenched lotus, extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

Chu Jingchuan looked up at the sky, every day when he got up early, he would see such a scene, and it was no different.

Lu Manman stood beside him, sighing and sad: "When I was at home, I haven't seen such weather for a long time."

When she said this, her voice was calm, obviously there was not much ups and downs, but it made people feel sad.

This is a rare reveal of her true emotions, and the skin under her layers of concealment seems to have leaked out of the tip of the iceberg because of this simple and ordinary words.

Chu Jingchuan subconsciously slowed down his tone, "Then where is your... home?"

He seldom inquires into other people's private affairs, even the juniors he is familiar with, he never asks about their mundane affairs.

Today is an exception.

"It's far away." Lu Manman said.

Chu Jingchuan: "How far is very far?"

Lu Manman looked into the distance, his voice was very low, a little confused, but also a little unspeakable melancholy, "It's so far——I might not be able to go back in this lifetime."