I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Picking up a piece of clean clothes from the room, Mo Yan hurried back to supervise Zhou Botong. It wasn't that he was full and had nothing to do. He was so worried about Zhou Botong, an old naughty boy.Not long after, Mo Yan returned to the cave, and yelled twice at the entrance of the cave as usual, but was surprised to find that Zhou Botong didn't come out to frighten him as usual. I understand why.

"Mo Yan? I'll finish washing right away!"

"...Then I'll go in." So she was taking a bath?Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, very surprised at Zhou Botong's understanding of current affairs this time, he quickly walked two steps into the cave, followed the faint sound of water, and slowly went deeper, Mo Yan couldn't help sighing, this was the first time he entered the cave. Such a deep place, and the surroundings seem to be the place where Zhou Botong usually sleeps, because the huge stone in the corner, laid horizontally, looks like a stone bed.

Mo Yan walked in a few more steps, and the clear sound of water running ahead confirmed the direction of the puddle. Behind the corner, Zhou Botong was washing happily, and put the clothes on the ground. Waiting for you here, hurry up." Hearing Zhou Botong's cheerful reply from behind the corner, Mo Yan made himself sit more comfortably, and began to survey the surrounding environment.

Suddenly, a small cloth bag half-opened in the corner caught his attention. He looked inside curiously, and could vaguely see that it was a dozen paper objects. Somewhat surprised, Mo Yan tilted his body, trying to see what was inside. , but unfortunately it is somewhat difficult.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yan jumped out of the bed, walked to the corner of the wall, and squatted down, only to realize that these paper products were a book. After thinking about it, he could guess that this was probably the Nine Yin Manual up.Having said that, Mo Yan also wants to read this handed down martial arts classic, but it is always a bit bad to read it privately without the master's permission, so even if he is very entangled in his heart now, he can only obediently read it. Go back and continue to wait for the old urchin who is washing up.

As soon as I stood up, I inadvertently glanced at a corner of the cloth bag from the corner of my eye. Maybe it was because of the change of angle. Now I could see a piece of silk cloth in it, which was very different from a pile of paper and pages. It was hidden in the corner. He could barely see the word "red clothes", and when he wanted to see something, he suddenly heard Zhou Botong shouting in a panic behind him, "Oh, Mo Yan, you can't read this!"

Mo Yan turned around, and saw Zhou Botong running over like a gust of wind and wrapping the cloth into his arms, with a rare serious expression, "This is the Nine Yin Manual given to me by senior brother, and I can't just show it to others."

"...Okay, I don't want to read it, you put on your clothes first!" Mo Yan rubbed his forehead, only to feel a splitting headache.In fact, it’s okay for Zhou Botong to be serious, but can he at least wait until he puts on his clothes before saying these words? Now Zhou Botong, still dripping water, ran out barefoot, ignoring the pile of things he put on the corner. Clothes, made him helpless, raised his finger to the pile of clothes not far behind him, Mo Yan's voice was smothered.

"What's the matter, you're not a little girl." Zhou Botong made a grimace unconvinced, but he went back to get dressed obediently, but Zhou Botong who turned around didn't notice, and Mo Yan suddenly looked a little embarrassed.Indeed, Mo Yan and him are both boys, so there is nothing wrong with it, but just now, maybe Zhou Botong's looks are too straight, and his skin is too delicate, which made him suddenly feel a little dazed.

Although Mo Yan straightened his mind in an instant, it was still enough to make him terrified.Mo Yan is not actually a young child. He naturally knows the bad nature of men. There are always times when desires are born regardless of love, but the experience of the past 28 years tells him that he is obviously a normal heterosexual, although the only girlfriend he has ever dated thinks he is too much. He dumped him because he didn't have time to spend with him, but he definitely liked women without explaining, and he had naked, bathed, and frankly met with a group of old men countless times, absolutely never happened, so this For a while, I couldn't react.

But when he calmed down, he thought too much. He doesn't like homosexuality, but it's hard to say what the original owner of this body is. Rape is something like this, but it's really hard to say if this person is bisexual.

He sighed a bit in displeasure, and looked at Zhou Botong who had already changed his clothes. Mo Yan was quite sure that he didn't have any superfluous thoughts about the naughty boy in front of him. Maybe it was really the residual aptitude of the original body. Mo Yan drooped the corners of his mouth, unwilling Admitting to at least becoming a bisexual.

"How is it?" Zhou Botong shook his sleeves, looked at Mo Yan, the dumb servant's clothes were made according to Mo Yan's size, it looked a bit big on him, but luckily it barely fit.However, this question awakened Mo Yan who was mourning his lost sexuality. He raised his head to look at Zhou Botong, nodded perfunctorily, and said, "It fits well."

But Zhou Botong didn't know that Mo Yan was just playing it off. After hearing this, he laughed and walked towards him. He sat down on the bed, put the cloth bag on his lap, and said seductively, "Do you want to see what the Nine Yin Scriptures look like?" Look, although I promised my brother that I can't learn it and can't let others learn it casually, but it's not a problem for you to see."

Mo Yan accepted the irresistible factor of sexuality, and nodded obediently when he heard Zhou Botong's question. After all, he was really curious, but he felt a little slander in his heart. If you can't teach others, why do you want to? Teach Guo Jing that silly boy, but after thinking about it, it will be more than ten years later. Maybe Zhou Botong was imprisoned for too long at that time, so he figured it out. There's nothing wrong with that.Thinking of this, Mo Yan didn't refute, but just waited to see the non-humanoid big boss in the Condor Shooting - "Nine Yin Manual".

The cloth bag was opened, and the first thing that caught the eye was not the Nine Yin Scriptures, but a piece of red silk cloth, bright and strong like burning life, at first glance it looked like a handkerchief, except for a few patterns in the corner, He only embroidered a poem, and this time it was opened in front of his eyes, but he saw the words "four Zhangji" at the beginning of the poem.However, before he had time to take a closer look, Zhou Botong said "Ah!", hurriedly stuffed the brocade handkerchief into his arms, covered it with his hands, and hurriedly clarified, "There is nothing, you have nothing. I didn't see it." That look seemed to be escaping from something.

What else is there that I don’t know about this attitude, Mo Yan just thinks about it and then he understands, this nine cards should be Zhou Botong and Ying Gu’s love poem, but judging by Zhou Botong’s appearance, I’m afraid he should give it to him It's time to adjust his mentality in a while, and there will be more opportunities in the future. He doesn't have to read the Nine Yin Manual, so he said to Zhou Botong in a consoling way: "Yes, it was too fast just now, I didn't see anything, okay , I’m going back first, the food is left outside, and you can eat by yourself when you’re hungry.”

Looking at Zhou Botong who was still babbling "nothing", Mo Yan shook his head and left first.In fact, he didn't understand Zhou Botong very much, love is love, why did he run away like that, and in the end he couldn't even keep his only son, thinking of Ying Gu who was looking for Zhou Botong everywhere, suddenly felt that she was very pitiful, Sometimes it is unfortunate to fall in love with such an unreliable urchin.

……

Time passed quickly, a month passed in the blink of an eye, although Duan Yi hadn't come back yet, but Mo Yan secretly estimated that it would be roughly these few days.And probably because he learned ventriloquist and spoke again, he has been very excited for the past month. He picked up the teapot and poured the remaining tea into the flower pot, and touched the soft and damp soil. Mo Yan moved the flower pot on the window sill so that it could better soak up the sunlight.

Strange to say, no matter how ignorant he is of common sense, he still knows that it will take two or three years for the seeds to germinate and bloom. Even if the time is shorter, it will not be condensed into one month.But looking at the mandala with branches and leaves, and half-opened flower buds, Mo Yan was a little uncertain, is this normal?

"Island Master." Just as he was thinking, he saw Huang Yaoshi coming out of the house with Huang Rong in his arms, and Mo Yan stepped forward to say hello. This past month came, because he became familiar with each other and added the divine title of little Huang Rong. However, Mo Yan gradually became familiar with Huang Yaoshi, but because he only discovered his sexual orientation, Mo Yan is not good at getting too close to Huang Yaoshi... Well, in fact, there is no chance to get close, Mo Yan shook his head, secretly laughing at his own suspicion , but I am very grateful to Huang Yaoshi for his guidance on martial arts.That's right, this is what Mo Yan has experienced recently. Huang Yaoshi doesn't know what's wrong. He seems to be obsessed with teaching him martial arts. Mo Yan's level of care once made Mo Yan feel weird.

"Well, are you going to practice kung fu?" Before Mo Yan could think it over, Huang Yaoshi interrupted his thoughts with an expectant voice.

"...Yes, I'm going to practice the saber technique I saw in Zangshuge last time. I always feel that there are a few places where the connection is not smooth enough, and it feels a bit stagnant and awkward. I think I may become more proficient by practicing more." Sure enough, it was practice again, how persistent Huang Yaoshi was in teaching him.What also puzzled him was that Huang Yaoshi, who frequently came to give advice to him, seemed to be making up for something, which made Mo Yan very strange, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to ignore it and deliberately ignore it. drop it.

"Then I'll go with you, and I can give you some pointers." Huang Yaoshi hugged Xiao Huang Rong who was excited again when he saw Mo Yan, and nodded to Mo Yan, "Let's go."

Following behind Huang Yaoshi, he arrived at the training ground in a short while. Maybe it was the wrong time. The huge training ground was empty and there was no one else. Also, at this time, the disciples of the island master usually go back to rest or practice internal strength. The place was empty.

The sun was slightly to the west, but there was still some afterglow. Huang Yaoshi stepped aside and told Mo Yan: "You first do the martial arts and show me."

Mo Yan nodded after hearing this, broke off a peach branch, followed the moves in his memory, and started to fight one by one. This sword manual was accidentally seen by him in the library, and it somewhat echoed his family's sword technique That's why he put his mind to practice, but there are several places where he can't connect, which makes him stagnate all the time.

The speed is not fast. After the first round of martial arts, Huang Yaoshi focused his eyes and meditated. There are many books in Zangshuge. He has not read all of them. .Huang Yaoshi deduced carefully, and within a quarter of an hour, he looked up at Mo Yan again.

"I just deduced it carefully. This saber technique should be recorded upside down." Seeing that Mo Yan was still a little confused, Huang Yaoshi took a few steps forward, circling Xiao Huang Rong in his left arm, and holding the saber with his right hand against Mo Yan's. He lifted the handle upwards, while his left foot tripped over Mo Yan's right leg, and kicked Mo Yan lightly, causing Mo Yan to take a small step, "This move is the first move, the Japanese practice. Pressing down should be right hand thrusting, while right leg backing should be stepping forward, and so on, if you try again, the stagnation and astringency should be eliminated.”

Huang Yaoshi stuck to Mo Yan's right side, and breathed out in Mo Yan's ear. He was obviously discussing martial arts normally, but he suddenly had some weird illusions. Mo Yan was not sure if he lost his composure. Being close is indeed too ambiguous for Mo Yan who just discovered his sexuality.

Maybe it's really time to relax, Mo Yan lamented in his heart. In the past half a year after traveling to Peach Blossom Island, he has never relieved himself once. This is indeed a bit difficult for a normal young man who is full of anger, especially this one. A young body with a first taste of lust.At least if Mo Yan had the body of a 28-year-old mature man, after many kinds of training, this situation would never happen.

Depressed and a little mad, Mo Yan blatantly pushed everything wrong to this troublesome body, but he didn't realize that Huang Yaoshi next to him heard his slightly rapid breathing, and there seemed to be something wrong with the corners of his mouth. Nothing picked it up.