Ling Xiu led three thousand general helmsmen and set off.
Xiao Jin, Cang Yiyuan, Ji Hong and Shen Qiuyan returned to the helm and performed their respective duties.
Chang Shisan stayed behind at the helm.
As his body recovered day by day, Chang Shisan was able to accompany Lin Xun during morning classes and watch them personally.
"Whoosh——"
"Whoosh!"
Mo Yang danced in Lin Xun's hand, rising and falling suddenly, with a dexterity and skill.
This kid's skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he is indeed a rare genius.
Firstly, he is talented, and secondly, he has been practicing martial arts with Lin Ping since he was a child, and he has been influenced by it. For the past year, he has been with Chang Shisan, and Lin Xun sees every move Chang Shisan tries.
It's hard not to improve your skills if you follow a master who is extremely strict.
Lin Xun turned the edge of his sword and roared towards Chang Shisan: "Look at the sword!"
"Whoosh!"
An iron pearl flew out of his sleeve without any deviation and hit Lin Xun's chest directly.
Without internal strength, the strength will naturally not be heavy.
But hitting the acupuncture points directly is enough for Lin Xun to drink a pot.
"Ah!" Lin Xun cried out in pain and fell onto the street!
Chang Shisan smiled slightly, feeling inexplicably happy when he saw his little disciple making a fool of himself.
Lin Xun patted the dust on his body, stood up while shouting, and walked step by step to Chang Shisan.
He felt aggrieved and said: "Master, you laughed, but this time my disciple is not happy! Because you are mocking! It is mocking! Humph!"
It's rare for Master to smile, but who knew - he was actually laughing at me. I used to look forward to Master's smile every day, huh.
Chang Shisan: "Well... then, if you have the ability, just don't let me beat you to death."
Lin Xun put his hands on his hips: "Stop talking about it. No matter how good I am, I can't avoid it. Master, I can't avoid it even if I don't have the inner strength. Oh, oh, oh, you're bullying me!"
Who asked you to use a sword against my master?
Chang Shisan: "You are joking with me, huh? Then you are also bullying me because I have no inner strength at this time? Do you usually dare?"
Lin Xun rolled his eyes: "Well... I don't dare..."
Chang Shisan: "Come on, let's talk about the moves you just made. How many things are wrong?"
Lin Xun rubbed his head, is something wrong?
Is there any?
It all makes sense.
So-so, eh, but Master doesn't want to be so-so.
If you don't say anything or say something wrong, the result will be a heavier punishment.
Even if you make it up randomly, you still have to say it!
Lin Xun: "Move 21?"
Looking at Master's face, well, something didn't seem right. He immediately changed his words: "Twenty-two?" After that, Master's face became even darker.
Lin Xun said firmly: "That's the twenty-third, well, it must be."
Chang Shisan: "No more?"
Lin Xun: "There are more? That means there are twenty-four and twenty-five?"
I remember that these are the areas where I am the least skilled, and this is where I get stuck every time. It should be good.
Chang Shisan picked up the thin short whip at hand, and Lin Xun trembled and dodged back.
I thought I would get used to it, but every time Chang Shisan picked it up, Lin Xun would change his face in fear.
It hurts.
Chang Shisan: "Where?"
The only thing that made Lin Xun "gratified" was that this "loving" good master finally knew how to "respect" the opinions of his apprentice.
Lin Xun asked timidly: "How much?"
Chang Thirteen: "Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, four moves in a row, buy four, get one free, five strikes."
Let me die, okay? Master, are you my own master?
Buy four get one free, can I refuse?
Fortunately, you are really kind, and five strokes is not too much.
Compared to before, it could easily take twenty blows and kill half of the life. Although the power of this thin whip is smaller, it is still a whip no matter how small it is.
Lin Xun: "Don't want the left side of your back. The right side!"
Chang Shisan nodded: "Okay."
Save the right side for tomorrow.
It's too difficult.
Lin Xunmoji exposed his back to Chang Shisan's short whip.
Then there was a burst of screams!
"Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy... ah - take it easy... ugh!"
Chang Shisan started to give detailed instructions with great interest. From the sword to the wrist, from the wrist to the ankle, he gave instructions all the way.
Staring at Lin Xun and going through all the movements again, he could finally take a breath.
Today, I have nothing to do again.
Every day I wait quietly for Ling Xiu’s flying pigeon to deliver the message.
Ziming, who is far away in Chenyangguan, is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, so naturally he can't help. Therefore, unnecessary worries are purely self-inflicted.
It’s better to just do something that interests you in peace and quiet——
Cooking!
The kitchen became the place Chang Shisan frequented most.
When it comes to cooking, Chang Shisan emphasizes "self-taught". He doesn't mind if someone is gesticulating from the sidelines.
In order to cook, you want to ask a chef to be your husband? No, no, no, he won't accept it.
The face of a dignified Tianyunshan sect leader is something that is rooted in his heart and must be taken into consideration at all times.
He became a cook and became a husband. If this news spreads, people in the world will laugh out loud.
Never leave anything to be laughed at!
It is indeed very challenging to be self-taught. Compared with practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, it is also difficult for Chang Shisan. After all, he has no previous experience.
Every time Chang Shisan enters the kitchen, it is a nightmare for all the cooks.
Every time this big gang leader condescends to look for "thrills", he makes their peaceful land a mess.
There is no clean place on the stove, and all kinds of dishes are scattered on the floor.
A smog-
The most terrible thing is not the chef, but the tasters of every dish: Lin Xun and Shaoan.
Shaoan was almost driven crazy by this neurotic brother who "didn't know the heights of the world".
For three days in a row, I was forced to eat something black and unknown.
Today, Shaoan and Lin Xun were forced to go to the kitchen to taste the freshly cooked dishes.
Chang Shisan softly throated: "Please two of you have a meal!"
black
black again
A layer of paste is wrapped on top of the green vegetables.
A layer of paprika, is this - is this sugar?
How do you put sugar on top of hot sauce?
It's really unique.
Lin Xun: "Master, can you not eat it?"
Chang Shisan shook his head.
Shaoan swallowed an empty mouth: "Brother Thirteen, are you sure this won't be poisonous?"
Chang Shisan thought to himself: I don’t know if it will be poisonous. It probably doesn’t taste very good.
It seems to taste good, so he can taste it himself. There is no need to find these two people.
This deceptive brain circuit has made these two miserable ghosts miserable.
Chang Shisan: "It's poisonous, but you can also detoxify it. Don't be afraid."
Shaoan had a bitter look on his face: "You're so cruel...I'll take it."
Chang Shisan: "Remember to evaluate it after you finish eating so that you can improve it tomorrow."
Lin Xun picked up the chopsticks, half-closed his eyes in disgust, took a small bite and put it in his mouth: "Um..." Don't spit!
Can't vomit!
Master will beat me to death!
Lin Xun chewed twice with difficulty and swallowed hard: "Ah...good, so poisonous!"
Shaoan's side: "Brother Thirteen, there is too much salt at home and you can't finish it?"
Drink water, drink water.
Salty.
…
…
In the end, Shaoan and Lin Xun occupied the toilet of the main helm for one afternoon.
Not a poison, but a laxative.
Brother Thirteen (Master), are you sure your food is cooked?