I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Mo Yan took a deep breath and suppressed his beating heart. In fact, when he saw the word "ventriloquism", his hands were already trembling with excitement. He had a faint feeling that maybe he should be grateful for this time. Luoya, as expected, the next content is to teach how to breathe out luck and make a sound in the stomach.Seeing these methods and the essentials of vocalization, Mo Yan slumped down on the stone bench as if he had let go of his strength, his eyes fluttered, but his subordinates still remembered to spread the silk cloth very carefully, and secretly congratulated himself for his good luck.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he followed the method taught on the silk cloth and figured it out on his own. Mo Yan tried it for more than an hour. Changing the flow of energy is not an easy task, especially when he has to ensure that he is not in harmony with each other. The internal forces I have learned are in conflict, but fortunately, Mo Yan is very talented in martial arts, whether it is the soul or the body, and after trying a few times carefully, he found the essential point.

Slowly recuperating, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he studied it carefully several times, imprinting all the ventriloquy content recorded on the silk cloth into his brain, and carefully hid it in his bosom, overwhelming the most in.

After tidying up everything in this room, Mo Yan also thought about observing the condition of the stone house.Because he was too focused on ventriloquist practice just now, he didn't have time to take a closer look at it. After observing it now, he was slightly surprised. It turned out that there was an extremely long iron chain in the cabinet by the wall, circling Stacked and filled the cabinet completely.Mo Yan couldn't help guessing that this was probably the tool Duan Yanqing used to go in and out of this cave to the outside world.

Dragging the iron chain back the same way, he came to the edge of the cliff in a short while. Mo Yan glanced at the mandala in the corner that he had inserted on the ground before, and his heart moved.Maybe it was thinking of bringing it to Huang Yaoshi, maybe it was thinking of something else, but in the end he picked it up.Then Mo Yan fixed the iron chain at one end and threw it down the cliff. The iron chain shook and bent downward like a long snake, and finally hung straight on the side of the mountain. I don't know if it touched the ground.

But since Duan Yanqing has used it countless times, it is obvious that there will be no problem if he uses it.Mo Yan made up his mind, held the iron chain with one hand, and went down quickly. During the process, he occasionally tapped the mountain, and he reached the end without the effort of a cup of tea.

The bottom of the cliff is indeed connected to the East China Sea. Standing on the narrow shore, Mo Yan looked at the surging sea. A gust of sea breeze blew in, causing him to suddenly have an inexplicable thought. If he left now, Huang Yaoshi might They would think that he fell off the cliff and died, and lived incognito for a while, or escaped far away from Peach Blossom Island, and found a mountain forest to live in seclusion, without worrying about being discovered by him later, wouldn't he be free in disguise?

Once this kind of thought popped up, it was out of control. Mo Yan thought of various plans in his mind, but before he could find the best one, when he raised his head inadvertently, he saw the flying dragon not far ahead. Huang Yaoshi who came here.Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, Huang Yaoshi...how did he come down?

Huang Yaoshi would naturally come down to look for him. As the saying goes, if you live to see people, if you die, you need to see corpses. Mo Yan fell off the cliff because of him.So before Huang Yaoshi detoxified, he only adjusted his breath a little before running down the mountain with lightness kung fu. He could still remember the general direction of Mo Yan's fall.However, he has been looking for a few kilometers away, but he can't see Mo Yan's shadow. He only saw the dagger that rushed to the rock in a place not far from the landing point. It was seen at Mo Yan not long ago. Apparently Huang Yaoshi knew who it belonged to.

Bending down, Huang Yaoshi picked up the dagger from the crevice of the reef, and pulled out the scabbard. He couldn't help but frown slightly. The rusty dagger became even more inconspicuous after being soaked in water, but it was just this inconspicuous dagger. Always let him have a familiar feeling.Just like now, that weird sense of familiarity came again, but now is obviously not the time to think about these things, since Mo Yan's short knife is here, maybe that person is also nearby.He looked up and looked around, but unfortunately he still found nothing, even though he had had great hopes, now he couldn't help but start thinking about the worst outcome, put the dagger in his sleeve, Huang Yaoshi turned around and walked up, This is the second time he has searched for it.

But this time when he went back, Huang Yaoshi saw a figure standing on the shore from a distance, his figure was very similar to that of a mute, so he quickened his pace, he flew over a few times, looked at Mo Yan who was standing there intact, and asked Said: "Dumb Seven, how are you doing?"

Mo Yan's expression is very strange now, he has a very subtle feeling, but Huang Yaoshi didn't pay attention, just took his hand hanging by his side to carefully feel the pulse.

"En?" A single sound came out of his throat, and Mo Yan looked at Huang Yaoshi in surprise.But then he put Mo Yan's hand back, and his voice was very indifferent, "Well, it's okay."

"..." Well, Mo Yan paused strangely for a moment, did Huang Yaoshi really care about him?I always feel that today's Huang Yaoshi is a bit strange. Is it because he fell down the mountain because he collected medicine for him?Mo Yan couldn't figure it out and didn't want to ask, so Huang Yaoshi didn't behave strangely, so he let it go.

But Huang Yaoshi put down Mo Yan's hand, but his eyes accidentally glanced at the iron chain next to him, his eyes narrowed slightly, he obviously thought of something, but the next second he looked away as if nothing had happened, and urged Mo Yan: "We Let's go, don't forget the purpose of this time." It seems that he doesn't want to pursue it.

"...Well" he replied indiscriminately, but Mo Yan didn't pay attention to this point. After all, at this moment, his mind was filled with an unspeakable loss. After all, he was still thinking about how to escape, but now it seems Obviously there is no chance.

But speaking of it, he really didn't expect Huang Yaoshi to come down to look for him. It's true that he thought Huang Yaoshi too cruelly. Come out, although Huang Yaoshi is a bit evil, he is surprisingly kind to the people he recognizes.Thinking like this, Mo Yan rubbed his forehead, and finally looked directly at Huang Yaoshi.

But it was indeed the same view, which made Mo Yan even more puzzled.Maybe even Huang Yaoshi himself didn't realize that although his tone was still indifferent, his brows were tightly wrinkled. Even if he had found Mo Yan, the wrinkles between his brows had not been smoothed away. Mo Yan is not an unreasonable child. He could tell the difference between worry and worry. Isn't the fluctuation in Huang Yaoshi's eyes in front of him just worry?Does this mean that he can be regarded as entering the circle of people approved by Huang Yaoshi?

It's not that he insists on putting gold on his face, but that things have developed to such a weird situation that even Mo Yan himself can't figure out what Huang Yaoshi thinks of him.Mute?Obviously, compared with the dumb servants on Peach Blossom Island, they get along much more casually.There may be some friends, but they will never be good. Remembering that after he worked in Cangshu Pavilion, if he met Huang Yaoshi there, he would go to ask him for advice. It seems that the relationship has really improved a lot.

Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and stopped looking at Huang Yaoshi. No matter whether he was worried or caring, it was the key to his loss of freedom after all. It would not be because of this small detail of kindness that he would forget all the things before and do it willingly. The dumb servant of the old man!

But thinking of the worry that the man didn't seem to be a fake, Mo Yan's heart softened a little. Although he didn't realize it, he just thought that if Huang Yaoshi really included himself in the scope of his approval, then after he can successfully leave Taohua Before going to the island, I could get along with him for a while.

In fact, even Mo Yan himself didn't know, maybe it was because he lacked love when he was young, but his temperament was a little bit soft rather than hard, although it was not so obvious that he didn't realize it, but it was obviously not good for him. He will definitely retaliate fiercely, and if he really treats him well...

Just like his mother, who ignored him so much when he was young, and sometimes even looked at him with hatred in his eyes, which eventually caused him to be left alone and burn out his language center. Although the little boy didn't know resentment, he was sad There are still some rejections and rejections, but it is these rejections that have not disappeared under the years of care, but also understand the mother's forbearance and pain after growing up, and the real suspicions have been resolved.

Mo Yan just felt that Huang Yaoshi had treated him a lot better, so he reciprocated and stretched out the mandala he was holding in his hand, "Has your poison been cured?"Do you still need this? 'This is of course nonsense. If there is no explanation, how could it be possible to gallop with obvious lightness before? Even Mo Yan himself gesticulated and asked with a twitching look on his face.But Huang Yaoshi replied very seriously: "No, it has been solved before."

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Huang Yaoshi coughed, glanced at Mo Yan, and said, "Dumb seven, follow up." Then he turned and left.

Mo Yan let out a "huh" and shook the white flowers in his hand. Although it was useless, he was really reluctant to just throw it away. Suddenly, he changed his mind. Peach Blossom Island was full of peach blossoms and it was too monotonous. Plant some of this in the yard.As soon as he thought of it, he did it, picked out a few flower seeds inside, Mo Yan wrapped it up, left the flowers on the ground, and ran a few quick steps to keep up with Huang Yaoshi's pace.

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Huang Yaoshi and Mo Yan's leopard-hunting trip went smoothly except for the first day, and there were no twists and turns after that. It just so happened that the female leopard that was pregnant with a cub was so easy to find, so they stayed in the mountains and forests for a while. Half a month later, at noon on the tenth day, a single female leopard was caught.

It seems that the male leopard was killed by the new leader, and the female leopard escaped with the cub under the protection of the male leopard. It's a pity that the cub was too young and died not long ago, so they asked them to pick it up. A big deal.

This matter finally came to a successful conclusion, and I went back to the inn to wash up. Ouyang and his son had been away for a long time, but they saved the farewell. Mo Yan and Huang Yaoshi didn't even have time to eat dinner, so they hurried to the pier and got on the boat when they came. , and a leopard with a somewhat listless head, they set off for Peach Blossom Island together.

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In the vast East China Sea, a wooden boat was sailing towards Peach Blossom Island. Inside the cabin was a man in green shirt who closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. People have some fear, which is probably the intuition of beasts.In the other corner, sitting cross-legged, was a young man in gray, who was obviously doing his exercises.

This is Huang Yaoshi and Mo Yan on the return journey, and Mo Yan is obviously adjusting his breathing according to Duan Yanqing's method at this time, thinking about learning the method of ventriloquism as soon as possible so that he can speak again.

I thought I could escape but saw Huang Yaoshi in a blink of an eye. I was not disappointed, but the matter has come to this point, and it is meaningless to struggle any more. It is better to learn ventriloquism as soon as possible so that I can speak again, so in the forest. During those ten days or so, Mo Yan spent all his time studying ventriloquism, and finally got a little feeling now, although it was just a little feeling, it was enough for him to be excited, and at the same speed, he believed that within half a month at most, he would be Words can be spoken.

Looking at Peach Blossom Island, which could already be seen from a distance, Mo Yan's previous restlessness was surprisingly relieved.