The task object always does not follow the routine [Quick Pass]

Chapter 3 collected three small waste materials

It was night, Mu Rong was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep with his hands on his pillow.Because there was a little boy next to him, he hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go.

This little bastard, when he was practicing swords, he didn't have any strength as if he hadn't had enough to eat. He spared no effort to hold him to sleep, and he couldn't break it no matter how hard he tried.

"Well, Master, I'm so hungry!"

Hearing Bai Jin's half-asleep and half-awake words, Murong rolled his eyes upwards, and came again.

Resigned to his fate, he got up, dragged the Bai Jin koala, all the way to the kitchen in the courtyard, yawned and started to light the fire.

Of course, the difficult task of lighting a fire with a stove is entrusted to the caring system of 311.Once the firewood is piled up, with just a touch of your finger, the flames will wrap around the pile of dry firewood and quickly develop into a raging flame.

Every time at this time, Bai Jin would open his eyes wide, look at his master with admiration, move his fingers, and look at the high-temperature flames, amazed.

"Master, when will I become as powerful as you?"

Mu Rong didn't bother to talk to him, Bai Jin had been saying this for so many years.But the other party was still young after all, he couldn't argue with a child, and while boiling the pot, he said that sentence that had been repeated for five years.

"As long as you practice your sword well, you will be powerful when you grow up."

"Then I haven't grown up yet?" Bai Jin slid off him and compared their heights: "I'm almost taller than Master!"

Mu Rong listened to him talking nonsense, obviously a lot shorter than him...

But children, mainly boast, Murong nodded in agreement, picked up the noodles, chopped some green onions, poured some soy sauce and vinegar, and ate with Bai Jin.

"As long as you eat enough to eat and drink three times a day, you will soon be as tall as Master."

"But I want to be taller than Master." Bai Jin said "ambitiously" while sucking on the noodles.

Mu Rong sneered: "It's good to have ideals, but don't even think about unrealistic ideals." He remembered that Bai Jin was only seven feet tall when he died, and his body was already over eight feet tall!

eight feet tall...

Mu Rong's head suddenly felt a stabbing pain, and a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Tsk, these people are too short, it's better to be this one, they are eight feet tall, more than 180!"

With a splitting headache, Murong bit his lip tightly, showing a ferocious look on his face. Bai Jin was so frightened that he was so frightened that he hugged Murong and cried.

"Master, master, what's wrong with you? Master, don't scare me!"

"It's nothing." Murong pressed his temple firmly, and the words kept replaying in his mind, shaking his soul almost out of his body.

It took a long time before Murong regained his composure and passed out.

Seeing this, Bai Jin was so frightened that he hugged him and cried, his voice was very miserable, not long after, he attracted a few servants, shouting for the doctor, and working together to lift Mu Rong.

It's a pity that their young master hugged him to death and refused to let go, which made them very embarrassed.

"Young Master, move out of the way, we will send Hero Xie back to his house."

"No, I don't want to leave Master... woo..." Bai Jin was crying, holding on to Mu Rong and not letting go.

"Master, if you don't let go, Daxia Xie will most likely die. We are going to take him to see a doctor."

"I'm going to die..." Bai Jin was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand, and stepped back a few steps, his face pale.Although he has never seen a dead person, but he has read the descriptions in those ghost novels. The dead person is very scary. He doesn't want Master to become a dead person.

Followed step by step, seeing Murong's body stained with other people's smell, feeling depressed.

It would be great if he was more capable, so he wouldn't have to worry about Master smelling like someone else.

Wiping away his tears, Bai Jin decided that he must practice hard in the future, strive to grow taller and stronger, and hug Master!

The doctor came, took Mu Rong's pulse, rolled his eyelids, prescribed a prescription and left. Bai Jin didn't understand what he said. Anyway, a servant comforted him and said that the master would sleep as soon as he fell asleep. never mind.

Just sleep and you'll be fine, is that true?

Bai Jin lay on Murong's chest, touched the cold face with his small hands, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Master, you must wake up tomorrow, I am so scared!

Thinking of Murong's terrifying face just now, he still has lingering fears in his heart.Closing his eyes and hugging Mu Rong tightly, Bai Jin slowly fell asleep.

When Murong woke up, he found that the clothes on his chest were stained with water.Looking at the child lying on top of him with tear stains on his face, Murong sighed softly, all his temper was almost wiped away by him.

Gently holding the child aside, Murong washed up a little, and then went to the courtyard to practice sword.

At this time, it was the vernal equinox, and the garden was full of spring colors. Mu Rong stood among the thriving flowers and trees, almost blending with it.

After a long while, the sword moved, people moved, and sharp sword lights shuttled back and forth in the woods, taking away branch after branch.

The sleeves of the clothes are flying, stained with petals of various colors, dancing with them, it is too beautiful to behold.

As the sword fell, Murong lightly touched the ground with one foot, a crimson petal fell on his lips, making his skin so fair.

His eyebrows are picturesque and his manners are all square.

When Bai Jin woke up and couldn't see Mu Rong, he was so frightened that he burst into tears, and hurried out to find someone, unexpectedly saw such a scene, and stayed on the spot.

Master, Master is so beautiful, even more beautiful than your mother.

But this beauty lasted for a moment, and Murong put away the sword, which meant that he had finished practicing the sword and planned to eat breakfast.

Bai Jin hurriedly followed, trotting to the side of Murong, his eyes were full of surprise just now.

"Master, what kind of sword did you dance just now? It seems to be different from the one you taught me?"

"Why, want to learn this?"

"Yeah, this looks good."

Murong pursed his lips: "This is not suitable for you." This is a swordsmanship that killers must learn.

"Oh." Bai Jin was a little sullen, but he became happy after a while, also, this sword technique is the most suitable for Master, and it is very beautiful.

All the way into the kitchen, Murong asked the cook for four eggs and two pancakes, gave one to Bai Jin, and sat in the yard with him and began to eat.

While eating Murong, he said: "A few days ago, I received a letter from your father, in which he asked about your situation. Ah Jin, you are now ten years old, and it's time to set your goals. "

"Wen Tao Wu Lue, choose one of the two, as long as it is what you want, I will help you."

Mu Rong thought about it, if Bai Jin really can't succeed in martial arts, then he should focus on literature and politics.The imperial court and martial arts have nothing to do with each other, and they are jealous of each other. I believe that if Bai Jin enters the imperial court and becomes a high-ranking official, then he will not go on that fateful path, and it can be regarded as helping him counterattack his life!

The author has something to say: Note:

This article adopts the measurement unit of Qin Dynasty.

One foot = 23.1cm.