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Most of the time, they use their companions as opponents to practice various fighting skills.

The instructors don't need to worry too much, they have already formed a routine, and more than a dozen teenagers practice in groups according to the habit.

As soon as the team dispersed, Meng Kuo wrapped his arms around Lin Luan's neck, tucked it under his arm, and walked to a corner of the training ground.

"I'm with you."

Lin Luan got out from Meng Kuo's armpit, hugged his arm and wanted to throw it over his shoulder, but he didn't fall after several attempts.

"Don't try, you won't be able to break me."

Lin Luan was not happy.

"Don't keep pinching me under the armpit, how can I grow taller like this, next time I will not be in your group."

Meng Kuo clicked his tongue, but honestly put his arms around Lin Luan's shoulders.

"Little white-eyed wolf, you have no foundation at all. No one is willing to be with you except me. Except for me to teach you, you will be beaten if you meet anyone."

Lin pouted indiscriminately.

"Say it as if you didn't hit me."

Meng Kuo was not happy, so he caught Lin Luan to explain.

"Then can it be the same? I'm teaching, do you understand teaching? I'll pick you up when you fall. If I didn't teach you, you wouldn't be able to get up the next day."

As soon as he arrived at the place, Lin Luan sat down cross-legged first, biting the strip of cloth between his teeth, wrapping it round and round around his wrist, and finally wrapped it around the tiger's mouth.

Meng Kuo and the others have practiced this way since childhood, and a layer of calluses formed on their hands, the skin is not so fragile, and the joints are well protected.

Lin Luan was different. He didn't have any calluses on his hands, his skin was soft and delicate. He couldn't even pick up chopsticks when he went back to practice on the first day, and he couldn't practice calluses in a short time. Uncle Zhong asked someone to bring a lot of satin. Wrap it tightly.

Meng Kuo leaned against the wall, folded his arms and crossed his arms, watching Lin wrap the cloth strips, and waited for him to wrap them before starting.

Forearm across the face.

"Kick."

Meng Kuo didn't even move his body, he only moved his arm down and let go of his strength.

He raised his eyebrows.

"A little stronger, as if you haven't eaten."

"It's been two months since today."

"I know, I'm going to live there today, and Uncle Zhong packed up my things."

Lin Luan hugged the little black dog Miao Miao's neck. Miao Miao's figure was already very big. When he stood up, his paws could reach Lin Luan's waist. , Lin Luan was almost thrown down several times.

At this time, Lin Luan squatted down and hugged its neck. Lin Luan didn't have much time to play with it. When he was with Lin Luan, he was always very excited, and his tail wagged quickly, sweeping a fan shape on the ground. Mark of.

Being hugged by Lin Luan's neck was dishonest, honestly wanting to arch upwards, Lin Luan's hands were wet from licking.

Su Lingran looked at it for a while, then pulled Miaomiao's collar from behind to keep it from falling on Lin Luan.

"This dog is so lively."

Miaomiao was a little afraid of Su Lingran, even the frantic wagging of her tail slowed down a bit, and she hung her head in frustration.

Lin Luan rubbed its big head comfortingly.

"It's okay, it doesn't watch the door, it just lets it grow as long as it likes."

Su Lingran frowned after hearing this.

"You are stronger than me."

Lin Luan had things to do, and he and Su Lingran had something to say, but their relationship was much better than before.

From time to time, Su Lingran would teach Lin Luan some fists and kicks. Recently, it seemed that Lin Luan had almost mastered the basics of fighting. These days, he was teaching him marksmanship.

Su Lingran's skill is the best and the most proficient in marksmanship. His marksmanship has been achieved in fighting on the battlefield over the years.

Most other boxing skills have little room to be used on the battlefield, but the marksmanship is different. This is a wide-ranging weapon, which is most suitable for use on the battlefield.

In fact, Su Lingran didn't expect this thing to go so smoothly. After all, Lin Luan didn't seem like a person who could endure hardships. He was already prepared to put on a bad face and force Lin Luan to learn and practice.

The boy from the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites can practice it well, there is no reason why such a good boy as Lin Luan is not as good as him.

But he didn't expect Lin Luan to persist so smoothly.

What Su Lingran did was to minimize the lessons of the wordless camp, and then gradually resumed.

Lin Luan adapted to this kind of life extremely quickly, and he hardly rejected him. Although his performance was not the best among them, he did a good job, and now he can occasionally gain the upper hand in battles.

Although Meng Kuo cooperated with him being thrown out most of the time, it seemed easier to roll and stop after falling out.

Meng Kuo is almost the nightmare of everyone in Wuziying. He is too strong and has good eyesight. If Lin Luan was a cat, he would be able to grab Lin Luan's nape as soon as he stretched out his hand. People can practice against him, but against other people, Lin Luan still has an advantage.

Lin Luan likes to use his legs, and Meng Kuo specially strengthens the strength and skills of his legs.

Tell him where is the vital point of the human body, where he can't touch it, and tell him how to use the best force, it's as meticulous as a son.

He also often played tricks like Lin Luanwan.

Even Su Lingran felt that having Meng Kuo saved a lot of effort.

When arranging Lin Luan's berth in Wuziying, he also messed up everyone's positions, and arranged Lin Luan in the room of Meng Kuo.

The room in Wuziying is a room for four people. The room is very spacious. There are two big beds, one for two people.

In order to prevent cliques from forming, Wuziying often changed berths, and no one felt any difference when changing rooms this time.

It wasn't until Lin Luan hugged his quilt and came to the playground with a big bundle on top of it that someone whistled in surprise.

This whistling called out all [-] people in Wuziying.

Although it was summer, Wuzi Camp also had quilts, but Uncle Zhong still muttered about not being able to freeze, the other little masters didn't like it, this was the little master who slept in his arms, and brought three quilts for Lin Luan.

Not counting other messy things, Uncle Zhong also stuffed a small beanbag that Lin Luan likes to make Meow Meow into.

The carriage was almost full, but Su Lingran quietly asked someone to take some down.

Even so, Lin Luan still hugged his things high, and the top bundle was wobbly.

Meow Miao followed him, holding a small bundle in her mouth and another on her back.

Seven or eight teenagers gathered around, hurriedly taking Lin Luan's things.

"Lin Luan, do you want to live here?"

"What's in here?"

"Why did you bring the winter quilt?"

Lin Luan answered one by one honestly.

"Well, sleep here from today on."

He picked out another bundle and stuffed it into the arms of the person next to him.

"There are quilts and clothes inside, and there are snacks inside. Uncle Zhong said he brought them for you, and you will share them later."

"The winter quilt will be used sooner or later. If you bring it earlier, you won't need to bring it later."

Meng Kuo walked over from nowhere with a grass in his mouth.

He reached out and took a big bag, weighed it, and threw it on his back with one hand.

"When I saw your name, I thought they were making random points. Who knew you were really here."

Then he spit out the grass in his mouth and greeted them.

"Come, come, move into my house, follow me."

They are very used to things like changing places, and almost everything has been packed, only Lin Luan came late.

In addition to Meng Kuo, Lin Luan also knew Lin Luan in that room—Jun Xixi, because we changed places today, there was no training in the afternoon and evening, a bunch of energetic boys ran around, wandering around in each room, Jun Xu Xi didn't quarrel with them, he held a book and read it by the light of the lantern on the porch at the door.

Lin Luan glanced at the cover, and only understood the last two words, which were called Art of War.

Meng Kuo and the others put down their things and went out, leaving Lin Luan facing a pile of bundles and quilts.

Lin Luan turned out all the quilts first, and the three quilts were squeezed on the bed, pressing down the neatly folded quilts on the other side.

He looked at it, lifted it here and there, and fiddled with it for a long time, but felt that he couldn't start.

Jun Xuxi sighed and put away the book.

Walking to Lin Luan's side, he stuffed a bundle into Lin Luan's arms.

"Go and tidy up these little things."

After that, Jun Xuxi folded the winter quilt three times and two times, and put it neatly into the cabinet in the corner.

After folding the other two beds, he hesitated and asked.

"Which of these two beds do you sleep on?"

Lin Luan pointed to the one on the left, and didn't say anything until Jun Xuxi wanted to put the other bed in the closet.

"This one too."

Jun Xuxi said suspiciously.

"You covered two quilts?"

Lin Luan hemmed and hawed.

"Just cover one and hold the other."

Jun Xuxi had a smile on his face, the light was dim, and Lin Luan didn't see it.

Jun Xuxi quickly tidied up a few quilts, turned to look at Lin Luan, Lin Luan opened the bag, and scattered the little things on the floor.

Miaomiao also squeezed beside Lin Luan with a bundle in her mouth.

Jun Xuxi raised his eyebrows, and gave him another burden.

"Okay, you go ahead and open this."

Then I went to clean up the pile spread out on the messy ground.

In the evening, after Lin Luan finished cleaning up, or after Jun Xuxi finished cleaning up, several people in the house came back, Meng Kuo shared a bed with Lin Luan, and Jun Xuxi shared a bed with that Minister Hu Le.

Miao Miao was assigned to the kennel of the big dog in the yard.

Hu Le is a very interesting person, with a smile on his face all the time, making people feel that he is happy at all times, there are always all kinds of weird gadgets and interesting games, and he always takes out all kinds of tricks like a juggler. There are endless stories in his belly, and the conversation is also interesting. Lin Luan likes to talk to him very much.

Lin Luan slept with Zhou Yan for a while when he was a child, and would cry when he was not with Zhou Yan, but was changed abruptly by Sui Yi, and then he slept alone all the time.

This is the first time for Lin Luan to live in the same room with his peers, so he is more or less excited.

He learned how to wait for them to wash up and honestly change into their underwear. He moved slowly, and the lights had already been turned off as soon as he sat up on the bed.

There are people patrolling outside, and they will be punished if they catch any movement, so when the time comes, the candles will be blown out, and the noise in the whole room will disappear immediately.

Lin Luan also held his breath.

It was a bit early, and he was still not sleepy. He was thinking about the ghost story that Hu Le had just told him halfway, so he quietly dragged the quilt out of bed.

Touch the edge of the bed and climb up.

Lin Luan's movements were not small, and Hu Le also saw it through the moonlight. The bed was a bit high, and Lin Luan instinctively went to find something to grab when he climbed up, and he just caught Hu Le's feet.

Hu Le laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath, clamped Lin Luan's waist with his calf, and lifted him up.

Grinding his teeth in a small voice in Lin Luan's ear.

"Don't scratch my feet, what are you doing here, the boss beat you? Even if you are so short, it's too crowded to come here."

Lin Luan hugged the quilt and crawled into Hu Le's bed, whispering to Hu Le's ear.

"You're short, so I don't care about your small place. After you tell me, what happened to the water ghost?"

In the end, Hu Le could see Lin Ran's eyes sparkling only by the moonlight.

Hu Le confessed.

"Ancestor, you are really my ancestor."

"Your ancestor wants to finish hearing the story of the water ghost, okay?"

Although they lowered their voices, no matter what, they are all in the same room, and everyone can listen to what they say, like running naked.

Meng Kuo couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this, and then held back immediately. Jun Xuxi turned his head and saw him biting the quilt with a ferocious expression, and shook his head fiercely.

It is very similar to the expression of Meow Meow when she was biting a bone and playing.

Lin Luan was a little shy, and shrank back into Hu Le's quilt, only showing half of his face and a pair of big eyes turning around.

Hu Le sat up with his arms propped up, and when he lowered his head, he met Shang Linran's eyes.

Meng Kuo finally jumped over from the bed over there, squeezed out Lin Luan from inside, and walked away with his shoulders.

"Come on, listen to ghost stories at night, listen to them tomorrow when you get up, and go to sleep."