Three books and six rites to whiteheads

Mu Jiu left Lianfu with his teacher, and first met the old swordsman in the rivers and lakes

Lian Zhi wanted to say a few more words at first, but everyone ran away, so he could only drag his braids and cursed with an unhappy face: "Fake, you are always so hypocritical, a child, what are you pretending to be like!"

Lian Zhi wanted to leave after finishing speaking, just in time to meet Xiaoyao who appeared beside him at some point.

Xiaoyao smiled innocently, and turned the two braids on the top of her head with her hands, exactly the same as Lianzhi's previous movements.

Just now I said something bad about Mu Jiu, and when I turned around, I met such a boy, whose actions were obviously imitated by himself, Lian Zhi felt that he had done something bad, so he walked up to Xiao Yao: "Who are you?" Children of the family, you can’t learn from your sister, you are a boy, you can’t turn your braids like this.”

On the way to his room, Mu Jiu never stopped looking for Lian Yue, but he just couldn't find him. Thinking that his master was still waiting, he couldn't keep looking, so he could only go back to the room to pack up.

He opened the box Lian Yue gave Mu Jiu, and it was just as Mu Jiu thought, it was Lian Yue's favorite little stones on weekdays.

Why did you give me all your favorite things to play with, but you didn't come out when I was looking for you?Sister Lianzhi obviously doesn't like me, so she said goodbye to me too, Yueya, I just want to say goodbye to you.

Mu Jiu followed his master and left Lian's house, turning his head three times at a time. Lian Yue never showed up.

In fact, Lian Yue didn't go anywhere, he hid behind a tree and watched Mu Jiu and Tan Shang's carriage leave.

Don't cry, a man can't cry!

Lian Yue wiped away the tears on his face, and shouted, "Lian Er! Come and carry the young master back to the room!"

——I am the dividing line of the unhappy Mujiu——

Mu Jiu sat on the carriage with some gloom, Xiaoyao had already fallen asleep on the seat beside him, Tan Shang rubbed the top of Mu Jiu's head: "What are you thinking?"

Mu Jiu shook his head, and suddenly remembered what Tan Shang had said before.

Lin: "Master, do you know the eminent monks of Shaolin?"

Tan Shang nodded: "It's not an eminent monk either, everyone calls him Master Mingye. When I arrive in Jinzhou, I will also mention Yueya to him. If Yueya can have him as a teacher, it must be a great blessing in life."

Thinking that Lian Yue would also have a powerful master, Mu Jiu became a little happier: "Is Master Mingye also in Jinzhou? Then when can we go to Jinzhou?"

"He lives far away, far away on the southernmost border. This time he came to Jinzhou for business." The carriage stopped, and Tan Shang got out of the car first, "Mu Jiu is here, come out to meet Master's friends."

That is to say, Yueya has really become Master Mingye's apprentice, and she won't stay in Jinzhou anymore...ah no, the master said that he wants to go to the rivers and lakes, so he won't stay in Jinzhou forever, and he will definitely have a chance to see Yueya in the future.

"Mujiu?"

Tan Shang yelled again outside the carriage, and Mu Jiu hurried out of the carriage.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of a gorgeously decorated inn. The words Sanjiang Inn fluttered on the bamboo poles at the entrance. Tan Shang and his friends were standing in the middle of the inn gate.

Master's friend is really like the swordsman in the book.

Standing beside Tan Shang, the man was a full head taller than Tan Shang, about eight feet tall, with a dull complexion, and a short beard on his face that was white. He looked older, but his eyes were like torches. He was in high spirits, with a huge cloth bag on his back, which looked like a big knife in shape.