It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

Mo Wuming had a good time, and carefully carried the homemade fluorescent lantern home.

The courtyard was quiet, only the candlelight flickered in the main hall.

Unknowingly, he stepped into the room lightly, Fang Mian wouldn't fall asleep right away? ?

"Mr. Mo, you are back."

A sudden voice came from a dark corner, scaring Mo Wuming to take a small step back.

It turned out to be Xiaoliu, who looked miserable and green against the backdrop of fluorescent lanterns.

Mo Wuming lowered his voice and replied, "Well, Brother Fang, are you asleep?"

"No, right?!" He shouldn't be asleep, but there is no other movement, so it's not easy for him to peep.As he said that, he glanced at Mo Wuming cryptically. This man is also big-hearted, and he actually slept in the same bed as his master these days.

The two looked at each other in silence, well, he should wash up first, "Xiao Liu, you can rest and take care of yourself, I'll go wash up."

Jialiu held the lantern that Mo Wuming put on the small table, looked at it curiously, grinning, it was quite wild!

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Mo Wuming usually took a shower in the bathroom on the west side, walked through the main hall in his inner clothes and straw sandals, and went to sleep in the bedroom on the east side.

Now that Xiao Liu is sleeping in the main hall, it is not appropriate to just dress like this, so he put on another coat and walked out.After taking an early break with Xiao Liu, they entered the back room with a lantern.

"Still practicing!" The moonlight poured into the room from the window, Mo Wuming pushed open the door, and saw Fang Mian sitting cross-legged on the bed, and walked over holding the fluorescent lamp.

He brought it up to Fang Mian as if offering a treasure: "I made it, it looks good."

He stared fixedly at Mo Wuming, seeing that the other person's smile was about to froze, he calmly looked away, reached out to take the grass lantern, and hummed.

After playing with it for a while, Fang Mian handed the grass lantern to Mo Wuming, "rest".

"Oh, good!" Looking around, Mo Wuming half closed the window, and hung the lantern on the window coffin.

In the middle of the night, the wind blows, the surroundings are quiet, the grass lanterns shake slightly, and the up and down fluorescent dots make a little vibrating sound...

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The rooster crowed at dawn, and Mo Wuming's biological clock woke him up on time. Last night was a bit stuffy, and his hands and feet stretched out of the quilt unconsciously.

He woke up and found himself lying on his back, with his feet on Fang Mian's quilt, rubbing his neck to wake himself up.Turning to look at Fang Mian, this is the feeling of sleeping with a friend, not bad.

Wake up in a good mood, exercise your muscles and bones in the yard, and start to stride. Even if you can't learn martial arts masters, your body is strong, and you can do three punches and two kicks. surrender.

"Mr. Mo is early", Jialiu found out that Mo Wuming had left the house too early, and thought that the other party was up at night, so he turned around and went back to sleep. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo was so diligent.

"Morning Xiaoliu, there is a washstand over there." He took a deep breath and moved a little, he didn't intend to kneel down anymore.

Jia Liu San washed his face in twos and threes, and asked Mo Wuming: "My lord, is this... wanting to practice martial arts?"

"Yeah, Brother Fang, he taught me a set of swordsmanship yesterday, but he still has injuries. I think it's better to practice from the basics." Mo Wuming kicked back, "What do you want for breakfast, I'll make it later .”

"Anything is fine, I'm not picky about food." He wanted to eat spicy food, but his master couldn't eat it.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Jialiu said to Mo Wuming: "It's still early, I'm going out for a morning exercise too."

"Okay, pay attention to come back for breakfast."

After Mo Wuming cooked the porridge and stir-fried vegetables, there was no movement in the yard, and he baked a few more cakes, but there was still no movement, what happened today?

It's past time, why hasn't Fang Mian got up yet?

Fang Mian sat cross-legged on the bed, did not practice, but just to refresh his mind, waking up and sleeping all night is too bad, it is better to light Mo Wuming's sleeping point.

I never saw him sleep so dishonestly yesterday...

Mo Wuming walked out of the kitchen, saw the window in the back room, thought of his own fluorescent lantern, and stepped forward quickly, sure enough, it was all off.

Looking up and seeing Fang Mian sitting cross-legged on the bed, he tentatively called out, "Brother Fang?"

Did Brother Fang work so hard? He thought he was the only one who worked so hard.

Fang Mian opened his eyes gloomily, facing Mo Wuming, not wanting to talk to him, and stood up sullenly.

Why does it feel like Brother Fang is not in a good mood, angry when he wakes up, he didn't notice it before?

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When the food was put on the table, Jialiu jumped out from some corner. Although it looked very bland, it was quite delicious. After eating the hot food, I felt refreshed all day long!Jialiu laughed, adding drama to himself in his heart.

Fang Mian saw Jialiu Lehe's face, and said without expression: "You teach him a set of basic sword skills."

Jialiu: Me?Isn't the basic swordsmanship just a few basic sword moves, this is the meaning of teaching Mr. Mo well?

Although the sword moves seem simple and not many, but the advanced swordsmanship is his evolution, it takes time and effort to practice, it is better to teach him a set of simple swordsmanship directly, after all, flamboyance can also bluff people.

Of course the master's words cannot be refuted, Jialiu turned his face to look at Mo Wuming.

Hearing that he was involved in the conversation, Mo Wuming raised his head and swallowed the porridge in his mouth, glanced left and right: "Okay, okay."

He didn't know anything about swordsmanship, and Fang Mian was injured, so it was not easy to work, so he thought he squatted every day.Xiao Liu's martial arts are very good at first glance, no matter what, he is just picking up the cheap.

Jialiu Su said: "Yes, master."

Turning his head to see Mo Wuming's slander, he agreed very reluctantly, just wait for the practice.

Mo Wuming felt a chill and shook his shoulders.

"That's it, I'm going to practice." Fang Mian nodded and stood up seeing no objection. He has recently devoted himself to studying the mind method and gained a lot of insights.

"Oh, I'll send you the medicine to the back room later." Seeing that Fang Mian had left, Mo Wuming chased after Fang Mian loudly.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Jialiu quietly withdrew, and when Mo Wuming came back to his senses, he found that he was the only one in the main hall.

Facing the dining table, with a speechless expression on his face, he picked up the food in front of his chopsticks, and he hasn't finished eating yet...

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Mo Wuming was quite busy at the inn in the morning. It seems that the shopkeeper is very concerned about building a caravan. He rarely sees him in the back hall, but today he saw the shopkeeper keep coming in and out, discussing something with the back hall manager. .

Taking a break from his busy schedule, during lunch time, he didn't want to eat the food at the inn, so he slipped out through the corner door.

"Old man, add an egg to a big bowl of Yangchun noodles."

This is a noodle stall at the corner of the market. The location is not very good and there are few people, but the noodles are really delicious, and it is relatively close to the corner gate of the inn. He often comes here.

While waiting, he stared at the wall with his face in a daze. A pretentious clear voice came to his ears. He turned his head and saw two... men, men disguised as men? !

One of them was expecting Ai Ai, speaking with nervousness.

"Son, young master, what are we doing here?" Xiao Lian looked around, unconsciously showing disgust in her eyes.

"Shhh, I heard from the butler's youngest son that the noodles here are delicious," 'Young Master' said gruffly while looking around, "and this place is close to the Welcome Inn...".

The eyes of 'Young Master' looking around coincided with Mo Wuming who turned his head to wait and see, and his voice gradually dropped.

Mo Wuming smiled politely and turned his gaze back, either he was wearing men's clothes or he was a boy, the little girl with baby fat was wearing men's clothes in silver and white brocade, her eyes were watery, she lowered her head in shame, she was ashamed ?bow your head?

Mo Wuming glanced again as if he had seen a ghost, this little girl looks familiar, who is it?

"Guest officer, your face."

Mo Wuming didn't care about being interrupted by the old man. He thanked him and started to eat noodles. He was really hungry after a busy morning.

"Small, son." Xiao Lian didn't hear anything for a while, and shook her hand next to her young lady.

I really don't understand, their Zhang family is famous and promising here in Ming Lancheng, and the master only has a young lady and a child, so he can do whatever he wants, even if he looks at a worthless inn waiter, he still wants to come and see He didn't even meet anyone, and he was still sitting at a stall eating noodles on such a hot day, without even a place to shade him.Xiao Lian was very upset and wanted to persuade the young lady to return home.

Called by the personal maid, Miss Zhang softly replied: "It's nothing, let's sit down and eat noodles." Putting away the liveliness just now, she overheard the housekeeper's young son saying that the noodles here are delicious It's delicious, and it's close to the Yingkelai Inn.

She didn't dare to go to see Mo Wuming directly, thinking that it would be better to be closer, but unexpectedly..., she sneaked a glance at the person who was eating noodles on the other side, her face felt warm.

That day when she was playing in Sunrise Mansion, she was almost knocked into the river by a reckless passerby. Mo Wuming who passed by quickly gave her a hand, and she was deeply impressed by him, with his tall figure, handsome face, and the man holding her arm. The hands are strong.She was better looking than any young man she had ever met, who...?Anyway, she fell in love with him.Daddy has always wanted to marry her into a husband, so he sent someone to check his background that day, it couldn't be more appropriate.

Mo Wuming didn't know that the little girl who sneaked out of the house next to him had peeked at him several times, and he didn't remember when he just grabbed a new love heart with a casual grab.

When the little girl immersed in her imagination plucked up her courage and raised her head to thank Mo Wuming for his rescue, she found that he was no longer there, so she lowered her head and murmured: "It doesn't matter, he will become my husband, and he will be there often in the future." See you."

"Young master, is it hot or not, why don't we change places, or..."

Interrupting Xiaolian's twittering, Miss Zhang put down her chopsticks and walked away, "Let's go back home."