[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

As a teacher?

This was an invitation somewhat beyond Miao Xuan's guess, but he did not hesitate, and directly agreed to Dari Gachi. He was very happy to be the teacher of the four eldest nephews, teaching them the ability to fight and Tianen's control skills.

Miao Xuan didn't do this just to earn a job, but also because the context of this world is "a pack of wolves devouring the sky".

So arrogant and direct, without any cover-up rhetoric, everything has been clearly revealed.

"Wolf" is a very clear image, which undoubtedly refers to the warriors on the grassland, or more specifically, the future overlord of the grassland, if nothing else, is likely to be Darigachi and his children.

As for "Tiantian" - Miao Xuan's preliminary guess, this should refer to the unified grassland, just like the old khan before, who unified all the tribes of the Tartars, engraved their names on the holy mountain, and became famous through the ages.

The context of the world is easy to understand, but this time the hero requirements are 12 points weird. This time, the assassin hero Sima Yi only left one sentence for Miao Xuan: [Save it until the end].

Miao Xuan and the little system gathered together to discuss this for a long time, and they almost saw these four words as a flower, but in the end they still didn't guess anything. It can only be said that some men's minds are like needles in the sea.

After traveling through so many worlds, Miao Xuan never left until the last moment, never gave up halfway, and completed the assassination of the target every time, without exception, this "stay until the end"...

This is probably the simplest reminder that Miao Xuan has ever received. The combination of world context and hero requirements does not exceed eight words, but in this minimalist sentence, there is a crisis that cannot be ignored.

But other than that, Miao Xuan is basically satisfied with his grassland life. After he gave Darigachi an affirmative answer, he moved out of Wuyun Yada's camp, and then relied on Darigachi's The big tent settled down, and the position was adjacent to his nephews, which not only clarified Huo Erlanle's status, but also facilitated his future job - being a teacher.

Speaking of being a teacher, Miao Xuan has rich experience. He has already experienced a full set of teaching resources practice in different worlds with different models. teaching ideas...and valuable experience in resolving various disputes between teachers and students.

Small system: delete the deeds of assassinating the father of the student, handling the confession of the student, beheading the student, etc. here.

And the modeling this time also gave Miao Xuan a lot of surprises. Since the modeling will be affected by the character of the corresponding hero, Huo Erlanle is not as active and jumpy as Xuan Bai, but is quite stable and patient, very suitable for teaching and education. people.

Of course, on the grasslands of tribal disputes, the most efficient and easiest way to gain the respect of students is the way of education-enough to fight.

*

"bump!"

After a muffled sound, Ba Gen was overturned to the ground, his ankles and knees were paralyzed, and the severe pain in his waist and abdomen made him breathe a sigh of relief, but before he could recover and fight again, the surrounding Already there was a burst of applause dedicated to his opponent, which made Ba Gen angry.

"I don't accept it!" Ba Gen stood up and yelled at the boy opposite, "You secretly used God's grace! You must have controlled my shadow to overthrow me!"

Faced with such an accusation, Miao Xuan just smiled. Although "Nightmare" really couldn't control the enemy, he didn't bother to explain to this brute force student, but the two cowardly onlookers had good eyesight and clearly Seeing the problem, they all shouted:

"Bagen! It's because you're not as good as others. Joelanle knocked you down after breaking your knee!"

"Your foot is not stable, Bagen, use your god-given strength! Where is that wrestling (wrestling) wrestler from before?"

With a howl, Bagen raised his fist and rushed towards Huo Erlanle again. The successive failures aroused his ferocity, coupled with the rubbing of fire by others, he naturally became more unbelieving——Joe With Lan Le's small body, how could he not be able to beat him!

Ba Gen was very dissatisfied with this little uncle who appeared out of nowhere. Although he did have some skills, but to be his teacher?Why should he!

Ba Gen's pride is not without capital. This muscular young man has the simple and rude gift of increasing his strength. He is considered a leader among his peers and even his predecessors. From childhood to adulthood, He has always been No.1 in fighting, archery and wrestling...

If he hadn't met this little uncle.

Facing Ba Gen's steady and fierce punch, Miao Xuan did not dodge or evade, he just faced the fist, but the movement was just right a point faster than Ba ​​Gen, so this fist could only rub against Miao Xuan His side face slid past, and with this effort, Ba Gen hadn't found a chance to resist before he was grabbed by Juli's shoulders and fell sideways to the ground.

Miao Xuan is good at close combat, and he has reached the pinnacle after experiencing dozens of small worlds. As long as the body matched by the modeling is not so stretched, he is almost invincible in fighting and fighting. More than that, Miao Xuan Xuan's advantages in the field of combat also include long guns, short swords, daggers and big knives of various specifications, and even thermal weapons...

And all of this is based on the skills that Miao Xuan has cultivated steadily every time he adapts to modeling and wanders around the small world, and he can't lose it no matter what.

Guiding a few half-grown children is really a simple job.

The cowards who were onlookers cheered together. They saw the unconvinced expression on Bagen's face, so they smiled at each other and kissed each other intimately - although Darigachi is the absolute leader in the tribe's green company , but there is no clear distinction between different classes. The cowards watched the leader's children grow up, so they treated them as if they were brothers next door.

Of course, the onlookers were not limited to these elder brothers with rich combat experience, but also two other young students who signed up for private training. At this moment, Alatan and Geriletu were watching the battle alone. These two children were returning to the tribe Afterwards, they have been well washed, and they are no longer in a mess, showing a small face.

I have to say that the four cubs of Darigachi are all good-looking, at least with good facial features and good looks. Even though they are not very old, they give people a kind of vitality like little wolf cubs, especially wild.

The 15-year-old Ba Gen is in line with the traditional aesthetics of the grassland, and the word strong is almost written on his face; the 13-year-old Chao Luomen is also taller than his peers, and his black hair is still curly, perhaps because of God's grace Because of this reason, there is often a strange luster in the taupe pupils.

As for the last two children, they are still young and have not grown up yet, but they both have amber eyes and brown hair, and they look like brothers from the same mother.

Miao Xuan temporarily put aside Ba Gen, who was still standing upright on the ground, and turned to look at Chao Luomen on the other side: "Are you ready?"

Pulled towards Luomen: "Teacher, I'm here!"

Unlike Ba Gen, Chao Luomen was willing to call out to the teacher, but his movements didn't show any politeness. The boy's speed was very fast. Although he didn't have as much strength as his elder brother, he was much more vigorous. It attacked in front of him in a flash.

Chao Luomen carefully observed several battles of Hoelanle, and based on this, he came to a conclusion. He found that Hoelanle seemed to like to attack joints, especially using the smallest force in exchange for a quick victory.

Is it because of your own weak strength?Joelanle doesn't look like a strong figure either. He must have shortcomings when he doesn't use Tianen. Based on this, he may be able to formulate a winning tactic...

Chao Luomen originally thought that he had an opportunity to take advantage of, but this idea came to an abrupt end when the two fronts handed over.

Outrageous power burst out from Huo Erlanle's body, and hit his wrist naturally, and then he easily entangled Chao Luomen's arm, and with a hook and a pull, the boy turned his face.

Afterwards, Huo Erlanle's other hand tapped the young man's back in a moderate manner. If it was placed on the battlefield, it would hit the vital point-only this one is enough to determine the winner.

Chao Luomen staggered to stand firm, so he didn't follow in his elder brother's footsteps

Everything happened so fast, he couldn't even organize a decent resistance!

Chao Luomen looked at his left hand in astonishment, and couldn't help recalling the round just now. It seemed that there was still a throbbing pain from the force collision on his arm. It wasn't until Huo Erlan grabbed Chao Luomen's arm that he finally interrupted him. Reflection: "What's wrong with you? Let me see, it shouldn't be dislocated."

I was stunned at Luomen, and then I realized that the blood couldn't stop rushing to my ears, and I immediately withdrew my hand and said, "I'm fine!"

It's fine if his skills are not as good as people's, but Huo Erlanle has shown mercy, and even worried about whether he was injured. He is not a fragile child!

But before Chao Luomen refused, his wrist was already held by Huo Erlan, and his slightly cool fingers pressed lightly on his bones and joints: "I am older than you, and I am stronger than you." Bigger, it can easily cause you a sprain if you miss it..."

Joelanle is obviously very good at judging trauma. These few light buckles are enough to draw a conclusion. He smiled: "But this time you are right, there is no dislocation, you can continue training."

Withdrawing his hand from Luomen, he wanted to say something thankful, but subconsciously stared at Huo Erlanle's hand - he didn't wear wrist guards and finger gloves today, but just rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, exposing his Pale arms.

Perhaps because he lived on the snow-capped mountains all year round and only used shadows, Huo Erlanle's hands did not have any calluses from martial arts training, let alone any scars from heavy work, and his body temperature seemed to be higher than that of ordinary people. Lower, with slender fingers and distinct bones, like some kind of bone or jade sculpture...

Just like him, he felt somewhat out of place with this grassland.

But this little uncle, who is more beautiful than a woman and only two years older than him, already possesses a strength far superior to his.

It can be seen that judging people by their appearance is really inappropriate.

"Chao Luomen, you and Bagen go up together, let me see how well you cooperate."

Miao Xuan shouted to his second nephew, he didn't know what was going on in the boy's mind, otherwise he would have to protest loudly - he did all the heavy work on the snow mountain!He also built the houses of the priests!He carried such thick and heavy stone slabs up the mountain one by one!

But Miao Xuan didn't have the ability to read minds yet, so he only saw his second nephew's serious contemplation, as if he was thinking about some tactics, so he asked again: "Chaoluomen?"

Chao Luomen came back to his senses: "Okay, I understand."

Ba Gen was still not convinced, and Wang Ji protested: "Let's compete in riding and archery! And I don't want to cooperate with Chao Luomen, he will hold me back!"

Chao Luomen's expression became extremely sinister in an instant, and the cowardly onlookers laughed loudly, and Miao Xuan didn't show any face: "There is always a chance for riding and shooting, let's test your foundation today, and I I think—Ba Gen, you are far inferior to your younger brother in strategy and observation."

Hearing this comment, Chao Luomen couldn't help but blushed again.

... You can't blame him for judging people by appearance, this little uncle's voice is really nice.

*

At dusk, the shepherds drove the flock back to the sheepfold, and the empty camp became lively again. The attack a few days ago seemed to have faded away, and people were able to live in an orderly manner again, preparing for the coming cold winter.

Alatan sat beside his mother, took the teacup from her, and took a sip carefully—the milk tea was sweet with sugar added.

Nowadays, the price of honey on the prairie is higher than gold, even Na Yan's son, is not blessed to enjoy it often.

Alatan swallowed this precious drink, and subconsciously looked in the direction of his eldest brother. Bagen was also drinking milk tea, but his expression was exactly the same as before, without any surprise...

Like all prairie boys, Bagen loves sweets. If he eats something good, he will definitely miss his mother, and even wants to give most of it to her.

So Alatan knew that this was the special treatment his mother gave him alone.

Alatan looked down at Shouzong's teacup, and suddenly couldn't drink any more.

"What's the matter, Alatan?" The rough palm gently brushed the top of the boy's head, and his mother was looking at him lovingly, not missing his every move, "It's all because of my weakness, which even hurt Alatan." Complicated, not as strong as other children, and still so thin at the age of ten...Drink more, eat more."

Alatan lowered his head and took a sip. He really wanted to share the sweetness in the bowl with his mother and elder brother, but he was worried that his elder brother would see his mother's partiality. Although they all knew this well, but...

"What are you looking at me for? Drink your milk tea." Ba Gen glared at his younger brother, curled his lips in disdain, thinking that this fragile little thing thought he was pretending so well, but in fact he couldn't hide anything in his eyes.

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere between the two brothers suddenly became awkward, but their mother didn't seem to notice it, and went ahead to share the meat and cakes with the two teenagers.

Only this time, she also picked a good one and gave it to her youngest son first: "How about the new teacher that Yan found for you? He is really a beautiful young man—but you can learn real skills from him." ?"

Alatan's eyes lit up immediately, and he said with admiration: "Yes, Grandma, the teacher is very powerful. There are many people who challenged him today, but no one can defeat him. He hasn't even used the power of heaven's grace yet. !"

"The teacher has a lot of strength, but he doesn't like brute force very much. His combat skills are still very strange. He doesn't need to use much strength to knock down the opponent. But the teacher didn't allow me to follow suit. He said that my joints and The bones haven't opened yet, so taught me another..."

At this time, the loving mother became the most patient listener. She nodded from time to time, and looked at her little son encouragingly and expectantly. Alatan got all the attention of his biological mother, so he spoke more vigorously, and his small face was also full of excitement. And flushed.

Bagen watched this scene silently, dryly biting the hard-to-chew meat.

Alatan talked happily, and his mother gradually let go of her heart. She gestured reverently on her chest, and sighed in a low voice: "Longevity Blessing, this is really wonderful, as expected of someone who grew up on the holy mountain. Not only has a skill that can be appreciated by Na Yan, but also is full of patience like a paw."

"Mother! I don't think he's so capable!" Ba Gen finally swallowed the jerky, and interjected dissatisfiedly, "Joe Lanle just knows some tricks, he's just relying on God's grace, his strength is stronger I'm much younger!"

If you want to say that, then Alatan was the first one who was not happy. He retorted loudly in disapproval: "No, the little uncle is very powerful! You have been challenging him today, but you can't even walk ten feet under his hands. trick!"

The two brothers stared at each other unconvinced, seeing that the quarrel was about to escalate, and it was the loving mother who came forward to uphold justice. She looked at the eldest son who was as strong as a calf: "Bagen, you are a big brother. Let your brother."

Bagen: "..."

Bagen agreed sullenly, lowered his head boredly, and looked at his dishes.

He should have gotten used to it a long time ago, it has always been like this, his younger brother is the most important child of his mother... There will be no result in verbal disputes, only by doing something big can people look at him with admiration.

The elder brother didn't speak, and the younger brother was also discouraged. Alatan didn't think it was anything to quarrel with his elder brother. He and Geriletu still fought every day, but once the elders were partial to help at such a time, things would go wrong. It completely changed the taste.

But what can Aladdin say?Grandma loves him so much, is he going to protest her kindness loudly?

The two brothers fell silent together, only competing with the food in front of them. The loving mother filled the tea bowls for the two children again, but this time it was just mare's milk—tea is also a very precious thing on the grassland, worth only Next to molasses.

"Alatan." The mother touched the face of the youngest son, "My maid will take care of you from now on, I want to drive away your original wet nurse, she is too dereliction of duty, let them take you out of the camp, She doesn't know how to protect the little master, so she's not as good as Geriletu's old nanny."

After being in danger, Geriletu's wet nurse held her little master tightly until she was split in half by the Turks... But Alatan's wet nurse also lost an arm in this innocent disaster, Almost lost the ability to work, and now she is disgusted by the hostess, the severe winter is approaching, her fate can be imagined.

Alatan agreed of course, he never cared about these trifles, and what his mother wanted to do with her property had nothing to do with him;

On the contrary, Ba Gen was a little surprised. He knew that this wet nurse was once the most important maid of his mother, otherwise she would not have been given the important task of taking care of the little master, and now she has given up like this...

"Bagen." The mother turned to her eldest son again, and asked in a gentle voice, "You are almost at the age of marriage, do you have a favorite girl?"

Ba Gen immediately put all the messy thoughts behind him, and his first sincere smile of the night appeared on his face: "Mother! I want Uzhina!"

"Oh, you're talking about the eldest daughter of Bari..."

He Dun knew that Bari was one of his husband's most valued children, and his daughter was indeed a good candidate, no matter in terms of status or age, she was a good match for Bari, so she nodded with satisfaction and agreed: "Okay, I know gone."

*

The autumn migration is about to start, and the weather is still so warm and warm, but the atmosphere in the camp is tense, and it is getting busier every day, and they set off in the established direction in this busy and orderly manner.

Miao Xuan didn't expect the transfer to come so fast. He didn't even recognize the cowards under Dariga's bare hands, so he was going to cooperate with them on patrol, and maybe fight side by side in the near future. The debt was not settled with the Tullah, and they still had to fight for the winter camp left over from the big tribe's pick...

The battle for the chance of survival is inevitable, and everyone is ready, even impatient, whether it is the women and children who guarantee the logistics, or the young and middle-aged men who participate in the battle.

Fortunately, the law of not acquaintance without fighting is widely recognized here, which greatly saves Miao Xuan's energy investment in sophistication.

The migration distance was only halfway, and Miao Xuan was already familiar with all the cowards. The one he was most familiar with was the old squad leader Ba Ri—but this time he didn't need Ba Ri to borrow a horse, and Ba Ri directly took the cute horse The pony was given to him.

Before Miao Xuan was ready to return the gift, Dari Gachi sent back ten high-quality leathers on his behalf, which was a great gesture of a parent.

"Teacher - Huo Erlanle!"

In the long convoy, the boy's voice came from a distance between the wheels of the carriages and horses. Then, a maroon horse passed through the dense grass and appeared in Miao Xuan's field of vision.

Gently pinching his leg towards Luomen, the fast-running horse slowed down. He was firmly attached to Miao Xuan's side, and asked strangely: "Aren't you from the patrol team? Why are you so far behind?"

Bari on the side probed: "Because we don't have anyone with detection capabilities here, Huo Erlanle stays here for the time being——Chao Luomen, don't you need to lead the team?"

Chao Luomen's ability is so easy to use. Li Xingxing's range is much wider than Miao Xuan's small map, so he always clears the way ahead.

"I'm going to camp temporarily, so my father asked me to come to the rear realm." Chao Luomen nodded to Bari as a greeting, "This section of the road is a bit too peaceful, there are hardly any beasts, and there are no unknown ones. Man, father is very vigilant."

In the past, when migrating, you would always encounter some ferocious beasts. The ferocious beasts in this world also possess extraordinary power and are not afraid of crowds of humans, so they would sneak attacks while the tribes were migrating; What's more, the confrontation and cooperation among the tribes are always changing. Obviously, there is no reason why this year's Green Company should not encounter so many times.

Miao Xuan has no migration experience, he just thinks the journey is very smooth, no wonder Bari is also frowning, the abnormal situation is not a good sign, but even the people who lead the green company can't find the reason, he just left the snow mountain Transfer students have even less experience.

Under such circumstances, he could only work hard towards Luomen. Although this young man's Tian En was not strong, he was superior in his long-lasting endurance and dual-purpose. Apart from a short sleep, he almost never stopped investigating along the way.

"You haven't rested all day, right? I'll leave the warning to me. Go sleep in the car first." Miao Xuan patted the young man on the shoulder—they are uncles, nephews, teachers and students in name, but they are similar in age and only get along with each other. After a month, they became acquainted like brothers and friends who have known each other for many years.

"I've had a rest at noon, don't worry, I happen to be free now." Chao Luomen smiled nonchalantly, and took out... a book from his bag.

"Joe Lanle, come and take a look at this, I still have a few questions I want to ask you—"

Miao Xuan: ...

Miao Xuan: You don't have to be so eager to learn.

Chaoluomen loves books very much. Not only does he have a deep understanding of the culture of the Tartars, but he is also keen to study the knowledge and principles of the Southerners. All his knowledge and books related to the Southerners are inherited from an old man. After the old Bo Ya passed away, he began the process of self-study.

Miao Xuan reluctantly took the book from the young man's hand: "Don't read on horseback, it will take your breath away."

Chao Luomen was very unconvinced: "My grace is a 'day star', see what the book can consume, don't worry."

Although that is what he said, Chao Luomen let Huo Erlanle take away the books. On the grassland, books are also very rare things, that is, Miao Xuan is bilingual and can discuss with him. Walking the book is a dream.

Miao Xuan glanced at the title of the book, but was a little surprised: ""Southern Dynasty Xingtong"*——are you looking at the laws of the Southerners?"

Zhao Luomen smiled and said: "Yes, I heard that this is the law enacted by the Southerners when they were at their strongest. There is always a reason for their strength. I think the law has a large part of the credit."

This is not bad. After all, the laws of the Tartars are very rough. Except for some regulations related to the privileged class and religion, they basically follow the primitive moral concept of an eye for an eye with an eye for an eye.

"I didn't expect you to start reading these..." Miao Xuan put away the book and agreed in a low voice, "I think so too."

If you don't talk about how this world is "a pack of wolves devouring the sky", look at this child, who is only a few years old and is thinking about these issues, and he has not lost his cultural self-study on the road, which is really commendable.

After being affirmed, Chao Luomen was even happier, but he stabilized his nonchalant look: "I think our royal court will collapse because we don't have a complete law like the Southerners...but it's only temporary, we will have A more regular law, whether it is the Green Company, or the alliance between the tribes in the future."

"Little uncle, I want to formulate such a law." Zhao Luomen looked at Miao Xuan, the light of the setting sun reflected in his gray-brown eyes, "What do you think?"