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Chapter 104 Ancient Tomb
A few days later, in Meng Xiuyuan's room.

"Master, get up, you agreed to teach me swordsmanship today, don't sleep in anymore..."

Zhou Zhiruo's crisp voice came from outside the door, which made Meng Xiuyuan a little bit dumbfounded.

It's just that he is too kind and doesn't have the pretensions of being a master. Zhou Zhiruo saw through the "Strict Master" persona after a short time.

In just a few months, this little apprentice no longer treated him with the same respect and respect as before. On the contrary, he often thought he was lazy, and occasionally made some petty temper towards him.

It can be said that the current Zhou Zhiruo is completely different from the former little girl who only dared to lower her head and shout "Benevolence".

However, Meng Xiuyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart of respecting teachers and Dao still hasn't changed, and that's enough.

The reason for such behavior is actually just in line with the lively and innocent girl of this age. It is a good sign, showing that she feels very safe living in Wudang Mountain, and has released her childish nature.

Meng Xiuyuan has always felt that in the original timeline, the reason why Zhou Zhiruo developed such a repressed and slightly extreme character was due to the strict dogma of the Emei School and the relationship between teachers and sisters, apart from the death of her parents in childhood and her loneliness. The "gong fight" between them is also an important factor.

Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan has never emphasized to her any respect, etiquette and other things, but secretly instills some values ​​of doing things in her from time to time, subtly, so that she will not go astray.

"come in……"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled, and saw that little Zhou Zhiruo immediately pushed the door open and entered.

"Master, where are you going? Why are you going down the mountain all of a sudden?"

As soon as Zhou Zhiruo entered, she saw Meng Xiuyuan packing her luggage, so she couldn't help asking curiously.

"There is one thing, I was thinking to wait and see, but it suddenly occurred to me last night, I think it's better to take the initiative to go..." Meng Xiuyuan packed the package by himself, and said calmly.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what Meng Xiuyuan said, and she didn't speak clearly to her, so she was very curious.

While talking, she leaned in front of Meng Xiuyuan, and saw a beautifully embroidered silk handkerchief placed alone on top of the bundle that Meng Xiuyuan had packed.

Zhou Zhiruo could tell at a glance that this was not belonging to a big man like Meng Xiuyuan, her heart moved, and she unconsciously wanted to get closer and have a closer look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, he was forced back half a step by the faint air waves emanating from Meng Xiuyuan's body.If she hadn't practiced hard and had some foundations in her footwork, she might have fallen a little ass just now.

"Children should not inquire about the affairs of adults."

Meng Xiuyuan's slightly smiling voice came, and immediately, Zhou Zhiruo blinked, and saw that the silk handkerchief had been put into Meng Xiuyuan's bosom.

Zhou Zhiruo had a quick mind and knew that Meng Xiuyuan would not be angry with her, so she chased Meng Xiuyuan and asked with a smile:
"Master, is this handkerchief given to you by the Lady Yang who also saved me?"

Meng Xiuyuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked involuntarily:
"how do you know?"

"Because I remember, the last time I saw Master and Lady Yang, they were still holding hands.

Things like handkerchiefs are not given away casually. If it wasn't Miss Yang's, who could it be? "

Girls are indeed more emotionally mature than boys, and little Zhou Zhiruo is only in her early ten years old now, but she is already well-versed in analysis.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help being amused by Zhou Zhiruo's little adult appearance, took out a booklet from his bosom, tapped her on the head lightly, and then said softly:

"Children, everyone, know something, don't guess randomly.

This booklet is the sword manual drawn by me, and I have attached the essence of the formulas at the back, you can study carefully according to it.

When I come back, I will check how you practiced..."

While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan had already stepped out of the room. He seemed to be walking in a slow pace, but he was walking very fast.After Zhou Zhiruo chased him out the door, he saw Meng Xiuyuan's figure drifting away on the way down the mountain.

What's even more amazing is that until now, Meng Xiuyuan's words have not fallen into Zhou Zhiruo's ears, and his voice is clear and powerful, as if Meng Xiuyuan is still standing beside her.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help being surprised.Although she has seen her master perform all kinds of profound martial arts, she has never seen such a mysterious method, and she couldn't help yearning for it for a while.

"If I work hard, will I be able to reach Master's level one day..." Zhou Zhiruo murmured softly.

After a while, Meng Xiuyuan's figure was completely out of sight, and Zhou Zhiruo regained his composure and walked slowly back to Meng Xiuyuan's room.

She sat at the table, opened the sword manual, and saw Meng Xiuyuan's crooked little sword-holding figures on it. She first smiled, and then the smile gradually faded away, and her eyes turned into a look of deep emotion.

Zhou Zhiruo knew that with Meng Xiuyuan's personality, he would definitely not be able to draw sword manuals on weekdays.

It must have been last night when Meng Xiuyuan suddenly made the decision to go down the mountain, but he was worried, afraid of delaying her homework, that's why she rushed to draw such a sword manual all night.

"Master..."

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but looked outside the door in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan's descent, and sat quietly on the chair, not moving for a long time.

After a while, she stood up again, looking at the messy room that Meng Xiuyuan had just packed and rummaged through, she couldn't help frowning.

Master is good everywhere, but this living habit is really too "free and easy".

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo really couldn't get used to it, and without thinking too much, she helped Meng Xiuyuan pack up the things in the house, brought a bucket of water and a rag along the way, and started cleaning.

Unexpectedly, not long after she started to move her hands, that kind voice sounded from behind her again:

"How many times have I told you that you don't have to do these things for me.

Although my room is a bit messy, it's not dirty at all.

This is called chaos and order, you are so organized, I can't find anything..."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help being startled when she heard these rambling and slightly cheeky words, she hurriedly turned around and found that it was indeed Meng Xiuyuan standing at the door again, looking at her with a smile.

"Master, why are you back again, aren't you going down the mountain?"

"No, the plan is cancelled."

Meng Xiuyuan walked in after speaking, put the package on the table, and sat down with a smile on his face:
"Pick up these things soon, go back to the house and bring your wooden sword, I will teach you how to sword.

Since we don't go out, our teaching plan can't be messed up. "

"Oh... yes, Master, I'll go right away."

Zhou Zhiruo heard the sound, although she didn't know what the reason was, she was very puzzled, but when it came to martial arts training, she immediately entered the state, quickly picked up the bucket, and walked out of the house.

After Zhou Zhiruo went out, Meng Xiuyuan took out a letter from his bosom, first held it in his hand and read it for a while, then without hesitation, he stuffed it into the bookshelf.

……

Naturally, there was a reason why Meng Xiuyuan canceled the trip suddenly.

On the way down the mountain just now, he happened to run into an old lady who came to deliver a letter.

The old man looked about six or seventy years old, but he was refreshed and light-legged. He walked up the mountain very fast without sweating or panting. Obviously he had solid martial arts.

Similarly, as soon as they met each other, the old man saw Meng Xiuyuan coming from the mountain road like a gust of breeze, and knew that Meng Xiuyuan's lightness kung fu was unpredictable.
"This little brother is from the Wudang sect?

I don't know that Meng Shaoxia, the purple sky sword of the Wudang School, is on the mountain at this time. "

"I am Meng Xiuyuan, what is the old man doing?"

Meng Xiuyuan stopped, bowed his hands and saluted, and asked.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts appearance and attire, the old woman had already confirmed his identity with seven or eight points in her heart. Hearing Meng Xiuyuan's admission again, she hurriedly took out a letter and handed it respectfully:

"I am a person from the ancient tomb. This letter was written by my young lady herself, asking me to deliver it to Meng Shaoxia..."

Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised when he heard the words, but he still took the letter with both hands. Under the precaution of his true energy, he opened the envelope on the spot and read it.

The characters in the letter are beautiful and elegant. Although Meng Xiuyuan didn't recognize the handwriting, the habit of choosing words and making sentences, as well as some details mentioned in it, let Meng Xiuyuan confirm that this letter was indeed written by Miss Yang herself.

The letter is not too long, but written very carefully.

At the beginning of the chapter, Ms. Yang first greeted Meng Xiuyuan with caring care, her words were sincere and tactful, with the shyness unique to girls.

Afterwards, perhaps she knew that Meng Xiuyuan must be concerned, so she immediately mentioned the incidents of the villages that were massacred by the Yuan army when the two met, and told them emphatically.

According to Ms. Yang's letter, the strategy of the two of them really worked. When those Yuan soldiers were led away, the villagers in these villages had already fled.

After those Yuan soldiers returned, perhaps they were afraid of being punished if they made a big fuss, so they tidied up hastily and left silently, without further pursuing the matter.Thinking about it, there should be someone above who helped to cover it, and it was only as if the task was completed in full.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was very relieved, and also sighed at Miss Yang's carefulness, knowing how to take the initiative to explain the follow-up to him.

Later in the letter, Ms. Yang changed the subject and talked about her own situation, with some distress in her words.

In the past three years, she roughly did one thing in the ancient tomb, and that was to study martial arts.

Because according to the rules in the ancient tomb, ordinary people don't care, but if you want to take over the ancient tomb as the master and continue the development of this school, you must have the ability to protect yourself.

When he was young, he could practice in the rivers and lakes under the protection of his elders, but once he was 16 years old, he had to return to the ancient tomb, and he could only go out again when he practiced kung fu to achieve something.

In Miss Yang's generation, due to various changes in the ancient tomb, only she and her aunt were left to be the masters, so they naturally took over the position of successor.

Before her death, her mother also entrusted her that the world is dangerous, and everything should be based on her own safety, so at least she has to practice martial arts at the top of the world like her aunt.

And this puts a lot of pressure on Ms. Yang.

Although she has achieved some success in practicing kungfu in the past three years, the more diligent she is, the more she feels that she is far from the realm of masters like her aunt and Meng Xiuyuan, and she can't help but lament the long road ahead.

When she said to Meng Xiuyuan that "in three years, or five years, or ten years, I will come to you after I leave the customs", but I was not sure how my practice progress was, and I predicted it according to three situations: smooth, average, and not smooth. time.

Now it seems that there is no chance in three years, and in five and ten years, it is more likely to be ten years.

And the reason why such a letter came to Meng Xiuyuan was mainly to explain this matter.Because she felt that if she wanted to meet Meng Xiuyuan, it must be at least a few years later.

Miss Yang read between the lines, although she could see the obvious feeling of longing, but she was very restrained. At the end of the letter, she only said:

"I wish you all the best, and see you in the future."

Obviously, the young and ignorant girl back then has matured a lot after three years.Knowing the responsibilities of being the descendant of the ancient tomb, I also know that there are some things that cannot be said casually.

Youth is easy to pass away, and no one has the right to let others wait for her for a few years just because of wishful thinking.

After reading the letter, Meng Xiuyuan put down the letter paper in his hand, without expressing much emotion, he took out the silk handkerchief in his bosom, and asked the old woman opposite:
"Old man, there are three exercises printed in this handkerchief, do you know what they are?"

When the old woman heard this, she naturally knew that Meng Xiuyuan was testing her, but she didn't feel unhappy, instead she laughed happily:

"Young Xia, you really saw the contents of the handkerchief, well, the girl will be happy when she finds out about this.

These three kinds of kung fu are [Practice of Qi], [Chang of Changing Muscles and Forging of Bone] and [Chapter of Healing Wounds] of the Nine Yin Manual, am I right?
In fact, Meng Shaoxia, you don't need to worry, you can tell me to do anything.

Old lady, I served three generations of the Yang family in the ancient tomb, and I watched the girl grow up.Besides, if she didn't trust her very much, how could she have asked me to deliver a letter to you, young hero? "

Meng Xiuyuan nodded when he heard the words, and without gossip, he took out three thin booklets from his pocket, and handed them to the old woman together with the silk handkerchief:
"The exercise on the handkerchief has helped me a lot, and I am really grateful.

These three secret books respectively record my summary of the content of these three articles in the Nine Yin Manual and my own adapted version. Although it is not enough to make up for it, it can be regarded as a way of showing my heart.

I also hope you can give it to Ms. Yang for me, old man, for her reference. "

"This..." The old lady was stunned when she heard the words. She was born in an ancient tomb, so she naturally knew that the "Nine Yin Manual" was the top martial art in the world, so she really didn't expect Meng Xiuyuan to be able to adapt it at such a young age.

However, it was naturally impossible for her to question Meng Xiuyuan, so she came back to her senses in a moment, and took the three cheat books respectfully:

"Yes, Meng Shaoxia, don't worry, I will definitely hand it over to the girl safely."

After the matter was explained, the old woman didn't even think about going to Wudang Mountain again, and turned around to return to the ancient tomb.

It's just that when she was parting, she saw that Meng Xiuyuan's expression remained as usual, and she didn't see any regrets or distress in him, so she felt a little anxious for Miss Yang, so she couldn't help but ask one more question:
"Meng Shaoxia, do you have a letter for my girl?"

Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head slightly.

Although when he read the letter, he couldn't help feeling a little bit disappointed, but more, he still took it for granted.

We are originally children of the rivers and lakes, meet by chance, each have their own goals and responsibilities, come and go in a hurry.

Miss Yang needs to follow the precepts of her ancestors, practice martial arts in closed doors, and plan for the safety and inheritance of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Meng Xiuyuan also wanted to climb the peak of martial arts, and wanted to do what he could for the people in this troubled world.

Under such circumstances, there is no need to force the two to see each other for a while or not.

Therefore, facing the old woman's question, Meng Xiuyuan only replied with a smile:

"There is no need for letters, please tell Miss Yang a word for me.

Just say, I wish her success in spiritual practice and early success in magic.

There will be fate in the future, see you in the world. "

(End of this chapter)