Chapter 8 Ah Fei Quick Sword
"That's right, well, because in recent days, the number of disciples on Peach Blossom Island has been increasing day by day, but the books in the book pavilion are chaotic, which is not conducive to the disciples to find and read. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Therefore, Daddy tells you to organize the whole book in the library, remember to put them away separately according to different categories, and if there are books that have been eaten by insects, you must copy them again. What is the time limit for the mission...... Ten days is good. Huang Rong smiled lightly, but in Mu Xiaojiu's eyes, his face was clearly full of schadenfreude.
The corners of Mu Xiaojiu's eyes twitched a few times, "May I ask Senior Sister, is it this book pavilion, or all the book pavilions around?" ”
"Of course it's just this one."
Hearing this, Mu Xiaojiu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart that it was okay. But when I look back at it, even if it's just this one, it's still a lot of work......
Thinking of this, Mu Xiaojiu responded weakly, "I respectfully follow the master's instructions, thank you for your care." ”
Huang Rong nodded, "You can teach you, junior brother, okay, then you will live in this library from today onwards, my father said, before you finish sorting out the books, you can't take half a step out of the library." I'll arrange for someone to bring you the meals every day. ”
"Thank you, senior sister." Mu Xiaojiu gritted his teeth and said again, while staring at Huang Rong fiercely with his eyes.
After pretending to be old and patting Mu Xiaojiu's shoulder, Huang Rong turned around and walked out of the library, bouncing all the way, her steps were very brisk, not to mention, Mu Xiaojiu even felt that she faintly heard Huang Rong's laughter.
"The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient......"
"But then again, Guo Jing, Guo Jing...... When are you going to take me, the ghost sister, away......"
Mu Xiaojiu looked at the books on the floor and the shelves full of books, and his heart was full of resentment, and he just wanted to burn down this book pavilion.
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Desert.
The silly boy named "Guo Jing", who was full of hope for Mu Xiaojiu, was asleep at this time, and even snoring.
Outside the yurt, his mother was talking with his six masters.
"In the blink of an eye, Jing'er is almost eighteen years old, all these years, thank you to the six for teaching him martial arts, I am grateful."
Ke Zhen, the flying bat, held the iron rod and waved his hand, "Mrs. Guo is polite, back then, the seven of us made an eighteen-year covenant with the head of the Qiu Division, and we have taught Jing'er over the years, but we have been mostly affected by this reason. ”
"Anyway, several chivalrous warriors are unparalleled, great kindness, and unforgettable."
Zhu Cong, a wonderful scholar on the side, laughed and said, "Mrs. Guo has an overreputation, I just hope that when Jing'er is eighteen years old, Mrs. Guo will not stop us from taking Jing'er away, just go to the Central Plains." ”
Li Ping gritted her teeth tightly, "Don't worry, I have been waiting for that day for eighteen years." Every time I think of my late husband, I can't wait to go to the Central Plains in person to slash Duan Tiande, that dog thief, how can I obstruct a few masters. ”
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"It's called clear water...... The water of the Qinghe River is south, and it is hydrated with Xiaoyao. The water flows out of the poor stream in the northwest and flows into the clear water in the southeast. The clear water is southeast again, and Wu Zepi water is injected into it. The water inherits Wu Pi in the northwest of Xiuwu City. ”
"Three hundred miles to the west, it is called Hao Mountain, on which there is a lot of gold and jade but no grass and trees. Three hundred miles to the west, it is said that the fresh mountain, there is a lot of gold and jade, there is no grass and trees, the fresh water comes out, and the north flow is injected into the Yishui. Among them, there are many snakes, its shape is like a snake and its wings, its sound is like a chime, and when you see it, it is a great drought. Three hundred miles to the west, it is said that Yang Mountain, there are many stones, and there is no grass and trees. Yang water comes out, and the north flow is poured into Yishui. Among them, there are many snakes, its shape is like a human face and a jackal's body, the wings of a bird and a snake walks, its sound is like a cry, and it is seen in the big water. ”
"Why isn't the grass yellow? When not? Who won't? Operate the Quartet.
Why is the grass not mysterious? Who is not reserved? Mourn my husband, and be a bandit alone.
Bandits and tigers, leading them in the wilderness. Mourn my husband, day and night.
There is a fox with a peng, and the grass is secluded. There is a car with a stack, and it travels around. ”
After sorting out the books for most of the day, Mu Xiaojiu finally raised his head from the mountain of books. Looking at the sky, the time has passed, and the bright moon is hanging high in the sky, sprinkling the moonlight on the earth.
"So, should I say that Huang Yaoshi is worthy of being a miscellaneous scholar?" Mu Xiaojiu complained secretly, and picked up three books one after another, the first one was "Notes on the Book of Water", the second book became "The Book of Mountains and Seas", and the third book was even more ridiculous, it was actually "The Book of Songs".
"It's really, why don't you just give me 300 Tang poems......"
Throwing down the scroll in his hand, Mu Xiaojiu walked to the window of the library.
In fact, there are two types of bookstores on Peach Blossom Island. One is to record martial arts, there are five in total, and there are not a few peerless schools on Peach Blossom Island in the book pavilion, and the highest is only to the advanced martial arts; There is also the kind that Mu Xiaojiu is cleaning up now, and all the books in it are all miscellaneous: poetry and songs, historical classics, music and dance, Qimen Dunjia and the way to govern the country, etc.
"I thought I could take the opportunity to peek at some martial arts cheats, but I didn't have a single martial arts cheats." Mu Xiaojiu was a little self-deprecating, too, although Huang Yaoshi had never taught him anything, and the two of them had only met two or three times in the month they had lived on the island, this was because he had a good relationship with Huang Rong, and some disciples were afraid that they had only met Huang Yaoshi once until now, that is, the time they just came to the island. But in fact, Huang Yaoshi is still very strict with these disciples on the island, what should and should not be learned, what can and cannot be learned, in fact, Huang Yaoshi has already set up for these second-generation disciples of them.
In that case, how could Huang Yaoshi give him a chance to peek at martial arts?
Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, cold and lonely.
Mu Xiaojiu turned around, turned on the ranking system, and prepared to take a break, and by the way, pay attention to whether there are any changes to the game's list.
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Someone once said that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
Then, in the game "Martial Arts", nature is no exception.
It has been half a month since the game was launched, which does not seem to be long, but what is surprising is that the 100 places on the player's strength ranking have been filled at this time. The person who ranked first actually had a "third-rate" strength rating at this time.
Correspondingly, the peerless list has also been opened because someone has obtained a peerless study, but at this moment, there is only one martial arts on the peerless list.
The name of that martial art is Ah Fei Kuaijian, and its owner is named Shui Sen.
And below the mastery, the description of the player's performance of this mastery attracted Mu Xiaojiu's interest.
It is rumored that there is a very mysterious official gang in the rivers and lakes, called Wanshilou, and everyone in the gang will be forced to change their name to Bai Xiaosheng. This Wanshi Building specializes in collecting all kinds of information from players, and this description is left by a Bai Xiaosheng in the Wanshi Building:
"This person is simply a person who was born for Ah Fei's fast swordsmanship.
stubborn, firm, indifferent, faintly, and a little proud.
And his sword also perfectly explains why Ah Fei's sword is called a fast sword.
His sword is different from Ah Fei's, Ah Fei's sword is very simple, just a piece of iron more than three feet long, with neither a blade, nor a sword, not even a hilt, only two pieces of cork nailed to it, which is used as a hilt; His sword is not as good as Ah Fei's, so he still uses an ordinary iron sword.
But his swordsmanship should be called the first among today's players.
That night, ten disciples of the Golden Sword King family surrounded him outside Luoyang City, and the strength assessment of one of them had already reached the initial stage. He didn't speak, just glanced at the ten men before drawing his sword.
After about forty seconds, he collected his sword, and all ten of them were reborn.
The most terrible thing is that he is a cripple. ”
Mu Xiaojiu was speechless.
Is this the power of peerless learning? Forty seconds, kill ten people, one of them is still in the initial stage. On average, four seconds apiece.
Ah Fei fast sword, worthy of the name.
Although the real description of Shui Sen's shot was only a short one hundred words, it made Mu Xiaojiu feel a deep chill.
If it were him, how long would he be able to resist?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he was starting to get a little excited.
Because, this is the rivers and lakes that I have been pursuing. Swords and swords, all kinds of magical martial arts appear, only such rivers and lakes are worth exploring by yourself.
Mu Xiaojiu laughed, "Jianghu? I'm really looking forward to it. ”
However, when he came back to his senses and saw the overwhelming number of books, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Rivers and lakes......
"Jinnyima is far away, ......"
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On the other side, in Huang Yaoshi's study, Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi were talking.
"Daddy, why did you arrange for the little junior brother to tidy up the library pavilion? It's good to ask someone to clean up.,It's not like you don't know.,These players.,The most annoying thing is to go and sort out books or something in peace.。 On the way to your study just now, I saw that several disciples had only swept the ground a few times, so I threw the broom aside. ”
Huang Yaoshi quietly looked at the portrait of his deceased wife, and after a long time, he finally turned around, "Mu Xiaojiu, this kid, has some talent and toughness, and he is a little better than others. As for why he was asked to organize the library? Hmph, knowingly asking, who has been whispering in my ear in the past two days, intentionally or unintentionally, that he left the book "Blue Sea Tide Song" in the Book Pavilion? Who told me every day that Mu Xiaojiu's stupid talent in the flute was excellent? ”
Huang Rong smiled a little shyly, and hurriedly ran behind Huang Yaoshi, and while helping him pinch his shoulder, she whispered "Oh daddy~"
"By the way, I saw you running to the kitchen in the evening, and you didn't cook for me, what are you doing in the kitchen?"
"Well, aren't people going to help deliver food to the little junior brother?" Huang Rong's face changed, and she explained in a loud voice.
"Oh?" Huang Yaoshi was a little puzzled: "Why didn't he come out and eat it by himself?" ”
Huang Rong's thoughts turned sharply: "The little junior brother was reading in the library today, and he forgot to sleep and eat, and he actually forgot to go out to eat." The daughter couldn't bear it, so she went to bring a meal for the little brother. ”
"It's teachable." Huang Yaoshi nodded with satisfaction, and he didn't know if he was talking about Huang Rong or Mu Xiaojiu.