Is it the same with other big brothers?

Zhou Lingxue was also able to bear it, and said calmly, "What about you, senior brother?"

The senior brother said: "Isn't there still a few days left, the senior brother will personally teach you when the time comes."

After he finished speaking, he blinked his right eye triumphantly at Shen Di'an, and said, "Old Ten, how about it? In this way, Xiao Shisan is proficient in mechanism swordsmanship, music theory and medicine."

Shen Di'an almost rolled her eyes at him, and said, "I won't talk about the other senior brothers, but what can you teach Shisan, what kind of position can you teach him to sleep without pressing his face?"

Mingzhu didn't feel that Shen Di'an was mocking him, but touched his chin for a moment and thought, "This can be considered."

Shen Di'an's face turned dark: "Elder brother!"

Only then did Ming Zhu cough dryly, touched Zhou Lingxue's head, and said: "Rizhao Mountain has no rules, as long as you don't leave the mountain gate, you can go wherever you want. The library is the tallest building in the north, um... old ten , give him a jade order, read the books in it casually, just be careful not to damage it."

He thought about it again and asked, "What else have I forgotten?"

Seeing his careless appearance, Shen Di'an felt a sudden shock in his heart. He thought that according to the senior brother's teaching method of herding sheep, maybe he would teach another big devil who was apostate, so he hurried away Stepping forward, he said: "Hey, big brother, put away your deadly supernatural powers, I'll teach you at thirteen, you, stay where you are when you're cool."

Ming Zhu was a little unhappy now: "But Master said he asked me to teach him."

Shen Di'an retorted: "Master told you not to think about going out of the mountain gate. Don't you have to go there every few days? The leg that was punished to kneel a few days ago doesn't hurt anymore?"

Bright Candle: "..."

Mingzhu was stunned by him, and he ground his teeth, as if he really wanted to go up and bite this junior brother.

Zhou Lingxue watched them quarrel with indifference, and did not speak until the two of them died down: "Master let me follow senior brother just now, if I know that I will find another senior brother, I am afraid I will not be very happy, so I will not cause trouble for tenth senior brother. gone."

Ming Zhu and Shen Di'an thought at the same time: "Master may not even bother to talk about it."

But after Zhou Lingxue said that, Shen Di'an didn't want to say much, shrugged her shoulders, got up and said goodbye tactfully.

Mingzhu suddenly remembered something, chased him out and shouted at him: "Old Ten, get me some wound medicine!"

Shen Di'an heard the words and walked quickly: "Get it yourself."

It was not easy for Ming Zhu to abandon the prudence of the senior brother in front of the junior brother and chase Shen Di'an, so he coughed dryly, turned around and said with a smile: "Your brother is laughing, is there anything missing here? If it is too late, you can borrow it from the senior brother's courtyard." .”

Zhou Lingxue said: "Thank you, brother."

Zhou Nexue and Mingzhu talked most about "meet senior brother" and "thank you senior brother". Other than that, Mingzhu seldom said anything else. : "A person with such a temper should be handed over to Yi Erlai to take care of him, to ensure that his reticence can be used to the best of his ability. Isn't it a violation of the Five Elements if I come to take care of him?"

Mingzhu felt the sore and limp knees without a trace, probably because he was afraid of being kneeled, and he didn't dare to go to Guining to scold him again, so he had to show his thick skin that he usually molested female cultivators, his eyes curved, and said: "By the way, brother, don't you know what kind of spiritual vein you belong to? I can go to the library to borrow some introductory books for you."

In Mingzhu's view, when a half-child comes to a strange place for the first time, he will definitely be full of fear. As long as he shows some kindness properly, he will definitely be able to break this prickly hedgehog into a soft rabbit.

Zhou Lingxueyuan's demeanor was indifferent this week, as if pointing at his nose and scolding the white-eyed wolf, he could politely say "Thank you, brother", but as soon as Mingzhu finished speaking, anger flashed across his immature face However, the brand-new scriptures in his hands were tightly held by him, his jaw collapsed into a sharp line, and the words were almost squeezed out between his teeth: "No...don't bother senior brother."

Mingzhu blinked blankly, not knowing why his kindness was so disrespected by others, but after a while, he was sent off by Zhou Xuxue in a daze.

He stood at the closed courtyard door, thinking hard for a long time but couldn't figure out which sentence he said wrong, so he had to go to Shen Di'an to get the medicine first.

The courtyard where Shen Di'an lived was a medicinal garden, and most of the medicinal materials in Rizhao Mountain were taken from him. In summer, the smell of medicinal herbs could be smelled from far away.

Mingzhu: "Hiss, old ten, brother ten, brother ten! Can you lighten it? This is a head, not a stone."

Shen Di'an pressed the bright candle on the stool, frowned and rubbed the medicine on his forehead, and said angrily, "You know it hurts too? You can only blame yourself for rushing to die."

Mingzhu's brows are red and swollen, even a slight touch hurts his heart, his eyes are full of water: "I don't have one, don't frame me, it's not like you don't know Master's old man's temper, he always wants to find fault with me , Hiss, take it easy, please."

Mingzhu is not very old, and his appearance is so good that it is almost monstrous. If he sits quietly and does not move, he is so beautiful that he will be fascinated. However, he hardly has a quiet time in a year. All the people in Rizhao have been tortured by him in the past ten years, and no one appreciates his alluring appearance. Instead, they all want to scratch his face.

After Shen Di'an finished taking the medicine, she stuffed the medicine bottle into Mingzhu's sleeve, gave some instructions, and said, "I thought you were going to stay at Zhou Lingxue's place for a while, why did you come out so soon?"

Ming Zhu couldn't figure it out himself, and said: "I don't know, he kicked me out for no reason."

Mingzhu has a natural ability to offend people but never knows it, Shen Dian said: "I think our little junior brother gets along very well, it must be you talking nonsense."

"Nonsense!" Mingzhu slapped the table, "I really didn't say anything this time, I wanted to borrow books for him from the library with good intentions, and I just asked him about his spiritual veins, should I be angry? ?”

Hearing this, Shen Di'an looked at him with an inconceivable look, looked at Ming Zhu with horror, and said, "What's wrong? What did I say wrong?"

Shen Di'an said: "My dear senior brother, did you just eat what the little senior uncle said in the morning class a few days ago?"

Mingzhu said confidently: "I never came to class in the morning—what did the little master say?"

Shen Di'an sighed: "Don't you wonder why Zhou Lingxue's surname is Zhou?"

"Of course his surname is Zhou because his father's surname is Zhou. What's so curious about that?"

Shen Di felt at ease: "Brother, you really are an unprecedented vase bag."

Shen Di'an dipped some tea and lightly drew a short pattern on the rosewood table, lowered her voice with lowered eyes: "Jianglou Kingdom Zhou Mingzhong has the ability to call wind and rain, and if he comes out, it will be bloody. The other four countries should be in awe of them. Brother, these three-year-olds have all heard of their reputation, don’t tell me that you are worse than a child.”

Although Mingzhu's head is full of scraps of paper, he has heard of Zhou Mingzhong, a well-known Jianglou country.

Zhou Mingzhong of Jianglou Kingdom was born in a royal family with respected status, high morals and rich wealth. Although he can be an idle dandy who spends a lot of money in peace and contentment, he doesn't know where his brain is wrong. It really made him use money to create a great power in the world, which can be regarded as a typical example of people in the world of monks who are stupid and have a lot of money.

"Ah, he is from the Zhou family, no, why did the people from the Zhou family come to Ximu Country and worship at Rizhao Mountain? Shouldn't that Zhou Ming use money to cultivate?"

"Master probably has some relationship with the Zhou family." Shen Di'an erased the Zhou family's lines on the table, "Little uncle said that although Zhou Yingxue was born in the direct line, he was extremely unpopular in the family, and he was able to grow up like this safely." Mostly God opened his eyes, it is said that the master brought him to Rizhao after seeing him pitiful and helpless."

When Shen Di'an said this, she lowered her voice and said, "It's just because...he has no spiritual veins."

As soon as this remark came out, Mingzhu suddenly realized.

In a family as big as the Zhou family, the strength of the spiritual vein determines the status of the family. In the Zhou family where the weak eat the strong and the family is as thin as ice, without a spiritual vein is an unforgivable sin.

Mingzhu nodded thoughtfully, no wonder Zhou Nexue reacted so strongly when he heard him asking about her spiritual veins, Mingzhu was very broad-minded, and didn't hold grudges so much, she kindly expressed her understanding, and reluctantly forgave her miserable life experience Little Junior Brother.

Zhou Lingxue had no sleep all night, and finally managed to sleep for half an hour before dawn. After waking up, his head was covered in cold sweat, and he sat on the bed blankly looking at the strange scenes around him. For a moment, he almost thought that he was still in the dark place of Zhou's house. in the dilapidated house.

The insults from the nightmare were still ringing in his ears, his eye circles were red, he was staring at the void almost fiercely, his fists were clenched and rattling.

"Fourth Young Master? He is just a waste without spiritual veins. If the Patriarch hadn't cared about his bloodlines, he would have left him to fend for himself. How could he..."

"Not only does he have no spiritual veins, but his mind is not very good. The servants in the yard often beat him, and he swallowed his anger and dared not say anything to the Patriarch. He was afraid of what he would do as a waste?"

"waste……"

In the hut, the half-grown child listened to the malicious abuse outside, covered his mouth and squatted in the corner, tears falling silently.

There seemed to be footsteps coming from outside the door, he was startled, and he got under the quilt indiscriminately, his small body trembling slightly.

A ray of light poured out from the crack of the door, and the child almost greedily watched the rare ray of light get weaker and weaker, and finally squeezed into a weak line, slowly dissipating.

Zhou Lingxue's whole body trembled, and before he could figure out where he was, the door beside him was pushed open with a palm, and then a bright candle in red came in familiarly, the young man's eyes were bright looking at him, almost brighter than the glimmers he'd seen in his nightmares.

Mingzhu rushed in carelessly, and greeted him very familiarly: "Xiao Shisan, don't sleep, let's go, brother will take you to morning class."

Zhou Lingxue looked at him in astonishment, and after being so noisy, Zhou Lingxue's chaotic thoughts were immediately cleared up, and she also realized that she was not in the dark Zhou's house.

Ming Zhu looked at him in a daze, and the more he watched, the more he found it fun. He stepped forward and rubbed his head: "What's the matter, are you sleepy? Do you remember who I am?"

All the grievances and sorrows in Zhou Lingxue's dream suddenly surged up in his brain. He looked at the young man who spoke and laughed like a bright light, and somehow he stretched out his hand to hug him he.