Tanhualu

The front yard of the Xuanyuan faction.

All the young disciples are catching up with each other to learn from each other, but seeing the flickering and twirling figures, it is also unique and beautiful.

Meng Yuechan stood outside the circle with her shoulders in her arms, her chin raised, her face sullen, and her brows furrowed, she shouted "Leave your mind! Use your strength!", and then corrected that "Don't bend your back! Your legs are too low!" .

After more than half an hour, she ordered all the disciples to stop, and greeted them all in front of her, and said in a solemn voice: "Is this the ability you have learned in our middle school?! The palms are so soft, and the kicks are so soft. You don’t even have the strength to lift your feet, how did you learn it! Master and wife are not at home, don’t you say that you work hard, but are you lazy? You all ask yourself, can you be worthy of the daily teachings of master and wife? ? Can you be worthy of the care and support of all senior sisters and brothers?"

She said, and snorted again: "When the master comes back, I will test your kung fu and see how you explain each one!"

All the little disciples were taught by her, but they all lowered their heads and dared not speak.

She still wanted to say a few more words of intimidation, but suddenly a young disciple came up to her side and whispered something in her ear.

Meng Yuechan's expression changed, she turned her head and told all the little disciples: "You all continue to practice hard, I will test you later!"

After finishing speaking, she left everyone behind and went straight to the middle hall.

"Master! You're back!" Meng Yuechan finally yelled out as if she saw her relatives after being far away.

Immediately afterwards, as if she was afraid that Yang Min would not be able to receive her enthusiasm, she trotted up to Yang Min, her knees softened, and she was about to salute: "Master, you really miss Yuechan!"

But before her knees were fully bent, she was dumbfounded——

From behind Yang Min, the thin Yang Jin came out.Although she was much taller than half a year ago, Meng Yuechan could spot that unforgettable handsome face at a glance.

"You..." Meng Yuechan choked back her words.

She wasn't sure what the situation was now: why is this kid following his wife so closely?And the mistress also took it for granted?

But this kid's timid expression is not fake...

A surge of strong disgust and panic rose in Meng Yuechan's heart.

"This is Yang Jin. You should have met, right?" Yang Min said, pulling Yang Jin from behind, and said calmly to Meng Yuechan.

Her teacher's wife has always been indifferent, and she usually doesn't talk much.Therefore, it was difficult for Meng Yuechan to find out her attitude towards Yang Jin from her few words.

As soon as she heard the phrase "you should have seen it", Meng Yuechan's nerves tensed up, fearing that Yang Jin would speak up and tell her about herself in front of his wife.

"Brother Yang, we've met each other a long time ago! Hee hee, he is an excellent person!" Meng Yuechan said first.

After she finished speaking, she tried her best to show a gentle smile towards Yang Jin.Unexpectedly, in Yang Jin's eyes, her smile was uglier than crying.

After all, Yang Jin was young, when he saw Meng Yuechan, he thought of how she had treated him before, and he shivered a little.His eyes drifted away, not daring to meet her gaze.

Such an expression, in Meng Yuechan's eyes, made her more suspicious, and thought to herself, did this kid really sue me for being black in front of his wife?Otherwise, why do you look so guilty?

Yang Min just treated the two of them as children, and said, "From now on, Yang Jin will stay here and practice martial arts with me."

"Yes." Meng Yuechan agreed, but she was pondering the deep meaning of this sentence in her head.

So, is Mistress going to teach this kid herself?Why?

She was not surprised that Yang Min returned to the party alone.Ever since she was brought under by Chai Qi, Meng Yuechan had seen a lot of master and mistress bickering and quarreling every now and then, and sometimes one of them would suddenly disappear, and the other would disappear every few days.Meng Yuechan didn't know where they went or what happened, but she was already used to this kind of life.

After all, she still wished for such a life!If Master and Mistress are not at home, and those elders in the sect don't care about common matters, isn't she in charge of the entire Xuanyuan Sect?

Only to hear Yang Min say again: "From now on, Yang Jin will pump water from the well every day for the daily use of each house in the school."

She said, and said to Meng Yuechan: "Go and prepare two wooden buckets of [-] jin each, and give them to Yang Jin for her to carry water every day."

Another sentence was added: "No poles are allowed."

After Yang Min finished speaking, she turned around and took Yang Jin with her to find a place for her.

Meng Yuechan agreed with her lips, and seeing her teacher leading "that kid" towards the main room, she muttered again in her heart.

It stands to reason that since the mistress arranges the boy to live so close to her and the master's bedroom, it means that she values ​​him very much.But why did he arrange for that kid to fetch water every day?Are you not allowed to use a shoulder pole, you can only carry it with your hands?

You know, the entire Xuanyuan Sect has dozens of rooms and dozens of large water tanks. It would take two hours for an adult with some kung fu to fill those tanks with water alone, right?What's more, it's just a half-grown child?

Meng Yuechan couldn't understand Yang Min's intentions anymore, and wondered whether Master Mistress was kind to that boy or not?

How did she know that Yang Min's move had some deep meaning——

Liuyun refers to the exquisite archery method, this basic skill also needs to follow the path of learning archery, first practice wrist strength.No matter how good the talent is, if you don't have enough wrist strength, you can't master Liuyun Finger.

In the past, when Yang Min first learned archery when she was young, she practiced the basic skills in this way; now, she uses this method on her only apprentice, and she really wants to teach her the whole body.

Moreover, Yang Min specifically asked not to use a shoulder pole, how could he be harsh to Yang Jin?I was really afraid of crushing my little apprentice and delaying her growth!

It's a pity that Yang Min was seldom with words, and it was even more impossible for him to explain the details to his disciples. It was inevitable that Meng Yuechan would have a different idea.

On the other hand, Yang Jin, as long as it is related to martial arts and medicine, she likes it; moreover, she respects and obeys Yang Min, and she is convinced that what Yang Min ordered her to do is for her own good, so every day she works hard and carries two big wooden The buckets were constantly carrying water, filling up all the big tanks in the Xuanyuan Sect.Although her pretty little face was flushed red and sweat dripped down from exhaustion, she didn't complain at all.

After only half a month, her ability to carry water has greatly improved: dozens of large tanks that used to take two and a half hours to fill can now be completed in one and a half hours.

Yang Min watched coldly, nodded secretly, but then ordered Meng Yuechan to replace the two wooden barrels with 35-jin ones.

Don't look at how much water is poured into the tank every time, but every time you have to lift at least [-] catties more, plus the weight of the wooden barrel itself, with Yang Jin's thin wrist hanging down, the bottom of the barrel looks It's about to hit the ground.

On the first day of barrel changing, Yang Jin stopped for a rest on the way for the rare first time.

Meng Yuechan quietly looked at the uncontrollable trembling of her two hands supporting her knees, the big beads of sweat crackling on the ground on her hanging head, and the thin hair that seemed to be about to be tired. She lowered her waist, and then secretly glanced at her mistress who was watching indifferently in the distance, her eyeballs rolled around, and there was a calculation in her heart.

In this way, Yang Jin became a daily "scenery" in the Xuanyuan sect, carrying water one after another under the watchful eyes of everyone, almost paralyzed in front of everyone again and again.

Every day, when all the disciples were being taught or when their masters, brothers and sisters were explaining the essentials, she would carry two huge wooden barrels across the courtyard, which often aroused murmurs and discussions among the disciples. The elders in the middle couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing secretly.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone saw her beautiful and clean, and felt pity, someone would have moved her mind to order her to do the job of a servant.Even so, there are some people who have this kind of contempt, such as Meng Yuechan.

Fortunately, no matter what others say or think, Yang Jin's state of mind is always peaceful.

If we talk about peace, it is not always the case.In front of everyone, she respected her teacher's orders and carried water step by step from beginning to end, but in private, she couldn't help but ecstatic joy.

Because, one day, in the afternoon, after she finished meditating in her room, she accidentally twisted a clay ball to make a marble and played with it in her hand.Recalling the demeanor of Yang Min using the Liuyun finger in the forest clearing back then, she felt admiration, and couldn't help but silently recite the Liuyun fingering formula that Yang Min taught her a few days ago, and raised her hand, imitating Yang Min's appearance, and put that A mud pill was thrown out.

This was the first time she had used this kung fu alone, but unexpectedly, her subordinates had no clue, and the projectile flew out of the open window.After just one flick, I heard a burst of "pop" and "crash".

Yang Jin was shocked, jumped up from the couch in a hurry, and ran outside quickly——

In the yard, a pot of peonies four or five feet away from the window, together with the flower mud and the porcelain flower pots holding the flowers, were smashed to pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Yang Jin opened his mouth wide in a daze: How strong is his hand?

She was glad that her hard work of carrying water every day was not in vain, but she was also a little scared: Fortunately, there is no one here, so what should I do if I hurt innocent people!

As soon as he let go of his heart, Yang Jin suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right.She turned around in surprise, and met someone's gaze.

The man's gaze moved from the broken flowerpot to her face, and it became deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to penetrate her skin and see her bones, which were eerie and scary.

Yang Jin shivered uncontrollably, and tremblingly said: "Zhang, head..."

The author has something to say: Yang Jin, who has the ability to decline God, may become the most unlucky heroine in my writing (bye bye manually)