The maple leaves in the courtyard of the dojo fell to the ground, and the cool autumn wind blew away the hot summer. Unconsciously, half a year has passed, and Lu Feng has accepted his name, Meilu. Em.

Em waved his knife again and again, and the scorching flames became more and more dense. There was an illusion of leveling up in a game. The joy and sorrow in his eyes were mixed together, which seemed a bit complicated.

He was naturally happy that he had these supernatural powers, but he was worried that half a year had passed, and this world was still so strange to him. From the perspective of technology, it was obviously not a hunter's world...

Whether it was safe outside, only God knew...

"Ah..." Em sighed and sheathed the knife, wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, and then poured the cool spring water into his mouth. The refreshing feeling made him feel very comfortable.

"Why are you sighing... Didn't grandpa say that you made great progress?" A gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Xiaomai walked towards Em with a bag of ingredients with some difficulty.

Em ran two steps quickly, took the food with his hand, and said with a strange look: "Will that old man praise me? He probably doesn't want to be a teacher anymore. The old man hasn't appeared for a long time recently, and I don't know what he is busy with. I am fed up with those little brats..."

Xiaomi pouted and tapped Em's head gently: "Don't say that about grandpa, he must be busy with something important."

"Yes, yes..." Em replied helplessly, following Xiaomai's steps and walking towards the kitchen.

Soon, the aroma of food filled the dojo.

...

Em wolfed down the food into his mouth. For some reason, his muscles didn't expand after hard training, but his appetite increased a lot. If this dojo was not famous in the village and had no competitors, he might have to starve.

Xiaomai looked at him with some resentment, but still said gently: "Slow down, there are only two of us, and no one is competing with you."

Aim smiled with his mouth puffed, slowed down a little, and then sped up immediately after Xiaomai finished eating, poured all the food into his mouth, and took the plates and bowls on the table to the kitchen to wash.

Xiaomai did say it several times, but Em always felt that it was a bit unreasonable to eat and drink for free without washing the dishes, and insisted, so Xiaomai could only let it go.

"By the way, don't you want to know what's going on outside? I bought a newspaper today, you can read it later~ I'm going to the back mountain." Xiaomai took out a newspaper from his waist bag and put it on the table, then walked out of the dojo and walked towards the back mountain.

"Oh, okay, I'll pick you up later..." Em replied casually. Xiaomai seemed to have no talent for cultivation. She was always a little worried. She would go to the back mountain to see the sea every day, but she didn't know what to see...

The sound of washing dishes seemed to have a breath of life. Em hummed the tune she learned here while washing dishes. In a sense, this was also the life she longed for in her previous life. Except for the lack of entertainment activities, everything else seemed to be much better than before.

Em wiped the water on her waist with her hand, and her eyes almost popped out at a glance...

"Four emperors, Whitebeard. Edward. Newgate..." The rest was not important. Em tightly grasped the newspaper, looking at the black and bold name and the face that was basically the same as before, and she was going crazy.

Whitebeard... Pirate King... Oh my God, I thought I might be able to fight, but now I can't fight... Whitebeard could kill me with a punch.

In this short second, Em's "alpaca" ran back and forth in groups, and finally had no choice but to accept his fate...

"Forget it, it's okay. I'll just stay in this village, no one can do anything to me." Em shook his head and put down the newspaper, carefully hung the knife on his waist, and then walked towards the back mountain.

...

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over the earth, and the shadow of the moon could be vaguely seen. The moon seemed to be eager to hang itself in the sky and then spread its light, but the light of the moon also came from the sun...

Xia Mai stared at the setting sun blankly, not knowing what she was thinking. Em walked to her side with a complicated expression and stood silently without saying a word.

"What's wrong? I feel that you are not in a good mood today. What happened?

Good things?" Xiaomai heard the noise and asked softly without turning around.

Em pouted and felt a little uncomfortable, but wiped his face and smiled and replied: "Nothing, the sun is about to set, let's go back, the old man might get angry again if he suddenly comes back and doesn't see us..."

Xiaomi glanced at the sunset, stood up and patted it casually, and said with a smile: "Let's go~ I really trouble you, Em, to pick me up every day~"

"Well, it feels a bit strange that you are so polite to me..."

Xiaomi couldn't help but pause, gently knocked on Em's head, and said angrily: "You are really... Hum." Then he walked towards the dojo angrily.

"...What did I say wrong? It's really strange." Em scratched his head, looking confused, and followed Xiaomai to the dojo.

...

"You two guys are not going to fall in love, are you! Bastard, Xiaomai, how old are you, I will chop you to death! "

The old man saw them walking down the mountain from a distance, roared and rushed directly towards Em. Xiaomai's face was instantly like being boiled, and he didn't know how to block it.

Em stretched out his hand to grab the knife, and suddenly remembered that the old man said a few days ago that he would have a show match for those customers who came to learn. He beat himself up with a bamboo sword and his nose and face were swollen. This time he brought a real weapon, so he could only grit his teeth... and ran away, shouting as he ran: "I warn you, old man, if you dare to say anything nonsense, I will sue you for slander!"

"Today I will teach you what it means to respect the elderly and love the young!" He changed the subject, and always felt that this old man had some serious illness for mentioning a real weapon in such a matter.

Em's feet were like grease, but he was unwilling to give up the title of the king of strong words: "I respect you, you yo-yo, you are disrespectful to the elderly, I tell you, I have found out that you peeked into the women's bathhouse last week. If you don't want the villagers to know, you'd better be honest..."

"Grandpa, you? "Xiaomi looked at the old man in shock, and the blush on her face faded a lot because of this explosive news.

The old man blushed and gritted his teeth and said, "Did I teach you to hide your aura just to track me? !"

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