After the competition, Mo Lin locked himself in the room and couldn't leave. He had locked himself in this way for four hours. Lu Chen brought him food, but he didn't move at all.

He didn't blame himself for losing the game, and he didn't blame himself for borrowing Lu Chen's energy during the game.

He just felt pain because he didn't kill Motu, and he saw the difference.

Motu's purple peacock fan has not been used yet, but he has already used all his cards.

Even so, he still lost to Motu. He was in a very complicated mood at this time. He failed to fulfill his long-cherished wish during the game and also violated the rules of the game. In this case, he might be expelled from the division.

There are three rules in Tianheng Mountain that are unbreakable. If you violate the three rules in Tianheng Mountain, you will definitely be expelled from the school.

First, you must not kill people, set fires, and rob women and children; secondly, you must not betray your master and surrender to the enemy; thirdly, you must not engage in malpractice or fraud for personal gain.

He broke the commandments and was bound to be expelled from the school. Moreover, after he was expelled from the school, his end would be tragic.

If he goes down the mountain and cannot take revenge, then what is the meaning of his life?

Morin fell into great self-doubt and pain, not only because of his failure to kill Motu, but also because of his confusion about the meaning of his existence.

"Crunch~"

The door was pushed open lightly, and Molin knelt on the floor, facing the wall. From the wall, she could see the cold light coming from the open door.

"Hiccup!" A wine burp popped out of the visitor's throat. Molin slowly turned around and saw clearly the person who opened the door.

It was Lu Cheng who had only stopped him and Motu during the game.

"Don't look at me like that, I just burped."

Lao Lu slowly closed the door and lit two oil lamps. The dim light illuminated the whole room.

"I had a good meal in the evening. I drank a little wine and had a burp. It's excusable."

Lao Lu sat down casually on the ground and looked into the eyes of the pale Mo Lin.

"You have a nice look in your eyes, a very desperate look. When I was at sea, I forgot where I was, and there was a tribe of cannibals. The people who were captured by them had similar eyes to yours, they were very desperate."

"You shouldn't have saved me this afternoon."

Mo Lin thought for a while, and he knew that this young uncle was very capable, so he called him you.

"Hey, I just can't stand how soft-hearted you are."

Lu Cheng crossed his legs and said to Mo Lin:

"You kid, if you really want to kill Motu, you can definitely use more insidious methods. Poison, mist, hidden weapons, none of them are better than borrowing Qi."

"But you didn't do that. Even the knife you stabbed at Motu was not poisonous."

"I don't know whether to call you stupid or what. You want to kill him, but if you don't kill him yet, aren't you asking for trouble?"

Stirred by Lao Lu's words, the painful memories replayed themselves in Mo Lin's mind. The deaths of his cousins ​​and cousins ​​all haunted him like a nightmare. His expression changed from twitching to twitching.

To a ferocious level, the despair in his eyes began to turn into unspeakable pain.

"I……"

Before Mo Lin could say anything, as soon as he stood up, Lao Lu slapped Mo Lin directly, causing him to fall to the ground.

"What are you yelling at me? Ang? You want to kill Motu, but he's not dead, so you just lock yourself in this room until you die, right?"

"Who the hell is pretending here? Now I'm telling you, listen. If you don't want to hear it, you have to endure it."

Mo Lin's face was swollen after being slapped by Lao Lu, and Lao Lu even poured a violent amount of energy into her. This energy flowed crazily in Mo Lin's body.

"You, Mo Lin, have been expelled from the school because of cheating in the exam. My master and senior brother are kind-hearted and are willing to give you a sum of money. In the future, you can go down the mountain to do a small business, marry a daughter-in-law, and make ends meet.

It will only take a lifetime."

"That's the way they arranged for you. It has nothing to do with me. Since I'm here today, I'll give you another choice."

As he spoke, Lao Lu threw a dagger at Mo Lin. The dagger fell to the ground and pierced the wooden floor, sinking a section of the blade into it.

"You can choose to commit suicide. I think it will be difficult to survive with your temperament."

Mo Lin got up, picked up the dagger, and scratched his hand with the dagger. It was very sharp.

"Of course, I can give you a third option, which may be more painful than death. However, if you can endure the past, I can assure you that it is not only Mo Tu who will be revenged by you, but also Mo Tianxing.

, and the entire Mohist clan."

Hearing Lu Cheng's words, Mo Lin was stunned, and his instinct told him to listen to Lu Cheng's words, because the words of the drunken and disheveled man in front of him had some kind of wonderful magic power.

"Don't you want to take revenge on Mo Tu? But what really killed the fourteen descendants of the Mo family and kicked you out was the dark system of the Mo family. Don't you want to take revenge on Mo Tianxing and the entire Mo family?

"

"Killing kills the heart. Killing kills the heart. Boy, what can be changed by killing a Motu? If you want to kill, kill all the self-righteous senior officials of the Mo family, kill Mo Tianxing, and destroy the damn physique they have been running for decades.

Get rid of it, and then create a new Mohist school."

"Think about it, isn't this wonderful?"

Mo Lin's eyes widened. He was only thinking about how to kill Motu, but he was not as far ahead as Lao Lu thought.

He thought that killing Motu would dissipate his anger and give him the pleasure of getting revenge, but at this time, his thoughts changed slightly.

Lu Cheng's words made him grab a vine at the bottom of the dark well. Although the vine was full of thorns, he could climb up along the vine and see the sky.

"Then...what are the conditions?"

"Three conditions. First, you need to become my disciple. As my imperial envoy to the Western Regions, it is very simple to protect you."

A young man like Mo Lin who can create a machine bird, not to mention whether the Mohist Momen will take him back forcibly, some other forces will definitely be eyeing him. This is both a sweet potato and a hot potato. He Lu

The city is not afraid of anyone.

No matter what the Mohists are, anyone who dares to touch me should be prepared to have his head thrown off.

"I am an abandoned disciple of Tianheng Mountain. I am lucky to have a place to stay. I can agree."

"The first one is a benefit for you, but you have to think carefully about the second one. I will probably travel to various dangerous places in the future, and I need you to stay by my side and help me."

After speaking, Lao Lu slowly stood up and unbuttoned the Taoist robe. When Mo Lin saw Lu Cheng's physical condition, his pupils shrank suddenly.

There are several huge scars on Lu Cheng's body, one of which extends directly from his shoulder blade to his abdomen. This kind of scar is definitely not an ordinary scar, it is a bit like a wound torn open by a blunt instrument.

"I can tell you that the dangerous place I am going to is a place where you will die if you are not careful. I need your absolute loyalty and bravery. If you retreat or are afraid somewhere, I will kill you first.

You, deal with the trouble again."

Lu Cheng's tone was very firm, and it was completely different from his drunken tone before. It was like some kind of threat or warning.

"Of course, when your strength is insufficient, I will not let you die in vain. I can also guide you in your practice, and I can help you quickly reach the state of concentration."

Lu Cheng put on his clothes and sat on the ground again. Mo Lin looked at the ground, seeming to be thinking about something. The waxy light made the sweat beads on his forehead reflect.

"Article 3, if, I mean if, if you can replace Mo Tianxing and take charge of the Mo family in the future, I need your full and unconditional support, even if..."

Lu Cheng didn't say any more. When he said no matter what, Mo Lin already understood what he meant.

Not to mention that Lu Cheng didn't say it clearly, even when Mo Lin thought about the following sentence, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

"Of course, I will not violate the moral principles of heaven and earth, nor will I violate my loyalty, nor will I let you be a scapegoat. If you take charge of the Mo family in the future, I can sign a soul agreement with you. Of course, I will let you know that I have this ability.

.”

Lu Cheng lightly tapped Mo Lin's forehead, and Mo Lin suddenly fell into a trance. The next moment, he hurriedly retreated to the corner as if he had seen a ghost, and looked at Lu Cheng with horrified eyes.

"You don't have to give me an answer now. If you want to be a deserter or a coward, I will still give you a chance."

Lu Cheng had already stood up, picked up the dagger that Mo Lin had dropped on the ground, and placed it flat on the floor again.

"If you choose to follow me, before tomorrow's competition, tidy up your messy hair and come to the kitchen and backyard to kowtow to become my master. From now on, you will be my apprentice and no one will dare to touch you."

After saying that, Lu Cheng opened the door and walked out. After he left, nearly a stick of incense passed before Mo Lin recovered from the state of fear. He was so soft that he was on the ground, breathing heavily.

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Although the matter is clear, Maureen really needs to think about it.

Perhaps becoming a disciple of Lu Cheng would be more painful than being a loser and committing suicide.

However, if he really escaped like this, or really died like this...

Mo Lin fell into a huge conflict in his heart. Due to Lu Cheng's methods and the huge psychological pressure, Mo Lin curled up and let out a weak sob.

Lu Cheng had just walked out of Mo Lin's dormitory and walked onto the stone road when he saw Zhang Laosi walking towards him. Lu Cheng greeted Zhang Laosi easily, but Zhang Laosi's expression was not so relaxed.

When I saw that it was Lu Cheng coming out of Mo Lin's room, he must have arrived late.

"Xiao Bazi, you are really fast."

"Fourth brother, you know in your heart that Mo Lin will never go to Zhongzhou as a herdsman."

"Hey, I have to try it no matter what."

Zhang Laosi scratched his head, took out a bamboo slip from the bag behind him, and handed it to Lu Cheng.

"A few days ago, I heard that you had a falling out with the old grandson of Taoist Priest Penglai, so I sent someone to check Luxian Palace. These grandsons are really giving me a headache."

Lu Cheng opened the bamboo slips and started reading, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"In other words, does Luxian Palace really take in Queen Qi?"

"I suspect that these grandsons have hidden Prince Qi's entire family."

"It's impossible for the manager not to know, what is he waiting for?"

Lu Cheng scratched his head,

Sometimes he really doesn't understand the thoughts of the lieutenant. His plans are too grand, too long-term, and too cautious. Even if Lu Cheng already thinks that strategizing is his strength, he will still be messed up by the lieutenant's layout.

Got confused.

"Fifty years have passed. Even if King Qi is still alive, he is still a bad old man. Is there anything else worth worrying about?"

"Fourth brother, King Qi is just a pawn. The real danger is those guys behind King Qi."

Lu Cheng put the bamboo slips away. Although there were various signs that Luxian Palace was making some small moves behind the scenes, it was still not directly proven that Luxian Palace had colluded with the remnants of the "Five Kings Rebellion".

"Stand still. Since the commander-in-chief has not said anything, just wait and see what happens."

"Xiao Bazi, you really hide it well. You are a twenty-six-year-old second-level god transformer. Hey, you can do it."

Facing Sun Laosi's praise, Lu Cheng just smiled bitterly, waved and left alone along the stone road. The moonlight still had a coolness in the mist, and the wind from Tianheng Mountain blew the bare ridges.

There was a hoarse whine.

The winter sunshine always comes with the rising sea of ​​clouds. Yang Ming will practice for a while every day at this time with the Yang Qi of rising in the morning. After the true energy awakened yesterday, this kind of practice is no longer important to him.

But the habit he has developed over a long time still makes him insist on getting up early.

At this time, basically only the senior brother who rings the morning bell will get up and insist on his exercise. Others will not get up so early.

After Yang Ming finished practicing on the kitchen roof, he jumped down, took some ingredients from the warehouse and went to prepare breakfast.

Thanks to Master Lei Yunlong of Zhenyun Temple, he made delicious pickled peppers from the special peppers of Heshang Prefecture, and used the pickled peppers to make chili sauce and pickles. The radish and cabbage that could not be eaten before became full of life.

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Boil a large pot of rice porridge, which is estimated to be enough for dozens of people. The kitchen has to cook four pots of rice porridge every day. Naturally, Yang Ming does not need to do so much work now. He only needs to take care of his boss these days.

Lu, Hu Yue and Lin Ruo's food is enough.

Fry the eggs until they are golden and crispy, then serve them directly on the plate with a handful of chives. A good day must start with a fried egg.

After making the omelette, the steam from the steamer has come up. The noodles made by the chef last night have risen beautifully. Yang Ming skillfully twists the dough into flower rolls and steams them directly in the steamer. The aroma of the noodles wafts directly into the

kitchen.

"Oh, this fragrance!"

It was rare for Lao Lu to get up so early. He walked to the kitchen as if he were at home, looked around, picked up a cucumber and ate it.

"Lao Lu, those cucumbers were not washed!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After taking two bites, Lao Lu hurriedly spit it out. After rinsing the cucumber with clean water in the basin, he started to chew it again.

After turning around, he pinched two pieces of pickles and threw them into his mouth. Lao Lu sat on a stool in the backyard with half a cucumber. Except for the morning meal, Lao Lu didn't drink. If he didn't drink at lunch and dinner, he would probably

Can't even eat.

After a while, Yang Ming brought out a plate of fried eggs, a plate of kimchi, sour and delicious cucumbers and his own pickled chili beef sauce.

Lao Lu has been craving for this spicy sauce for a long time. Although he was so tired a few days ago that his hands and legs were weak and numb, this mouthful of pickled chili peppers is really fragrant.

Fluffy flower rolls and fragrant rice porridge were also served on the table by Yang Ming. After Yang Ming served the porridge, Hu Yue and Lin Ruo also came to have breakfast on time.

After eating the flower rolls dipped in spicy sauce, fried eggs with kimchi, and the hot porridge, Lao Lu breathed out a breath of heat.

"This is life! I used to eat breakfast overseas, and it was really tasteless! That toasted, hard bread, with no butter on it! It had no taste at all!"

Just when Lao Lu was boasting, the door to the backyard was gently pushed open. Several people moved their eyes over and saw a person they couldn't usually see.

Maureen stood at the door a little cautiously. He had only a thin layer of hair on his head. His appearance made people believe him even if they said he was a monk.

He walked towards Lao Lu. Lao Lu gently put down the hand holding the flower scroll and stood up from the stone bench.

"Disciple Mo Lin, meet the master!" Mo Lin lifted his Taoist robe, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully to Lao Lu.

"Yang Ming! Serve porridge for your junior brother!"

"Okay." Yang Ming hurried to the kitchen and took out another bowl. Hu Yue moved a bamboo stool from the corner of the backyard, wiped it clean with a rag and placed it next to the stone table.

"Come on, come on, after drinking this bowl of porridge, we will be together!"

"Lao Lu! Don't take my flower roll!"

"Uncle, that's my omelette!"

Lao Lu invited Mo Lin to drink porridge. Mo Lin held the hot porridge. Looking at these people eating enthusiastically, a feeling he had never experienced before came to his heart. He took a sip of the porridge. The white rice was very fragrant and warm.

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He was a little afraid of Lu Cheng before, but now he felt a strange feeling.

temperature.

Mo Lin felt that he was thinking too much. Looking at the way Lao Lu was eating, such a straightforward and pure person must not be as dark as the Mo family.

He drank the porridge and kept drinking it. The sour and crisp cucumbers were refreshing and appetizing. The flower rolls tasted wonderful with the dipping sauce. The fried eggs were crispy and delicious.
Chapter completed!