The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Lin Mo had already thought about this in his mind.

He took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms - "General Principles of Japanese Ninjutsu".

This was something he had once taken from a Japanese wanderer.

In addition, he once killed a gold medal assassin named Huang Quanyin.

After obtaining his memory, he learned a thing or two about the art of assassination.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that perhaps Wu Yue was more suitable for assassination.

"You have a strong character. I want to teach you the art of assassination. The essence of this art is to lie in wait like a snake and kill with one strike. I think it will be more suitable for you, but this road will be very difficult. Can you persist?"

Lin Mo's eyes were sharp and he asked seriously.

"can!"

Wu Yue answered without hesitation and with decisiveness.

Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction. He did not doubt Wu Yue's perseverance.

"Take this book and read it first. When you have almost finished reading it, I will start teaching you."

Lin Mo handed the book to her.

Wu Yue took it and took a curious look at it, then asked in surprise, "Is this something from the Japanese?"

"The things of the Japanese are not completely useless. It is not a bad idea to remove the dross, retain the essence, and use it for your own benefit. It can also be regarded as 'learning from the barbarians in order to defeat them'!" Lin Mo explained.

Wu Yue nodded, not quite understanding.

"Brother, why are you so nice to me?"

After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked up and asked, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Because... we are senior brothers and sisters!"

Lin Mo smiled and answered calmly.

Wu Yue was obviously a little disappointed when she didn't hear the answer she wanted.

The next moment, she couldn't hold back the emotions surging in her heart, and she suddenly threw herself into Lin Mo's arms, buried her head in them, and cried inconsolably.

"Brother, why are you so nice to me..."

How could Lin Mo not understand what she was thinking?

However, he always treated her as his sister.

"Silly girl!"

He sighed quietly inwardly.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and patted her back gently.

Lin Mo understood that this girl was usually very strong and would never shed a tear easily.

But today is different, I have too many things on my mind.

Plus, I had just learned the truth about my parents' death, and my emotions were overwhelmed.

After a long while, the sobbing sound in my arms slowly stopped.

Lin Mo looked down and saw a large wet area on his chest.

Wu Yue slowly let go of him, saw the wet mark, and a blush appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

After saying that, without giving Lin Mo a chance to speak, she lowered her head and ran out.

Lin Mo smiled helplessly and shook his head.

The next morning.

Lin Mo walked out of the room and stretched himself.

In the yard, Zhong Ling was already sitting upright, closing her eyes and concentrating, breathing in and out.

This is a habit she has developed over a long period of time.

Breathing in and out facing the first rays of sunshine in the early morning every day is of great benefit to your spiritual practice.

"Xiao Ling, good morning!"

Lin Mo stepped forward and greeted him with a smile.

Zhong Ling raised her eyelids slightly, but there was no gentleness as usual, instead there was a hint of anger.

He snorted and closed his eyes again, as if Lin Mo was air.

Lin Mo was worried.

This little girl always greets him with a smile on normal days, why is she acting so abnormal today?

Did you take the wrong medicine?

Lin Mo felt puzzled.

He shook his head, thinking that children are just moody, so he didn't think much about it.

While washing her face, Zhong Ling finally couldn't hold it in anymore, opened her eyes again, and said hesitantly: "Brother Xiaomo, can you... stop bullying Sister Xiaoyue?"

"what?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo was shocked and almost drank the mouthwash in his mouth.

He quickly spat out the water, made a few "Pah" sounds, wiped his mouth, and asked in confusion: "When did I bully her?"

"You still don't admit it?" Zhong Ling frowned and said, "I saw her crying last night, and she cried very sadly. She never acts like this normally."

Lin Mo was suddenly at a loss for words and quickly clarified: "I really didn't bully her."

Zhong Ling looked unconvinced: "Then why did she cry when she came out of your room?"

"This……"

Lin Mo was speechless for a moment. It was really difficult for him to explain this matter.

Just when the atmosphere was awkward, Wu Yue suddenly walked out of the room.

Obviously, she heard the conversation between the two.

She was afraid that Zhong Ling would misunderstand Lin Mo, so she quickly stepped forward, gently took Zhong Ling's hand and explained: "Xiao Ling, don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother really didn't do anything to me."

"But, Sister Xiaoyue, why did you cry so sadly last night?" Zhong Ling blinked her big eyes and kept asking.

"I...I didn't." Wu Yue wanted to deny it, but her voice trembled.

"I heard everything. Your eyes are swollen from crying. If you don't believe me, just look for yourself!"

Zhong Ling pointed at the basin of water, in which Wu Yue's eyes, swollen like peaches, were reflected.

Wu Yue lowered her head and looked at her reflection in the water, feeling mixed emotions.

She glanced at Lin Mo secretly and whispered, "I just suddenly thought of some unhappy things in the past."

"What's the matter?" Zhong Ling tilted her head curiously, her eyes sparkling.

"Don't ask, Xiaoling." Wu Yue shook her head slightly, trying to avoid the topic.

"Do you miss mom?" Zhong Ling suddenly asked, a trace of loneliness flashing in her eyes, "I miss mom too, but I don't know where she is. My brother said that she went to the sky to become a star."

"But with you and brother accompanying me, I don't miss her much most of the time. Sometimes I miss her a little bit, just a little bit."

Zhong Ling stretched out two fingers and indicated a tiny distance.

Her words were as pure as an angel's, but every word touched Wu Yue's heart.

Wu Yue's eyes became hot and she could no longer hold back and hugged Zhong Ling into her arms.

"Hey!"

Lin Mo sighed and walked out of the yard.

He really couldn't bear to see such a sensational scene.

Looking up at the sky, his thoughts drifted away.

I miss every little bit of another time and space.

I wonder how the people over there are doing now. Are they all okay?

Letting out a breath, Lin Mo temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that it was time to go see Long Yi.

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Tongfu Teahouse.

Several tea drinkers were sitting together chatting.

"Why do I feel like the streets are a bit messy lately?"

"Hey, you don't know, right? I heard that the only son of Cheng Wuye of the Anqing Gang was murdered, and Cheng Wuye is looking for the murderer in a hurry!"

A tea drinker lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"Ah? Who is so brave?"

Another tea drinker almost jumped up in surprise.

"Who knows? Anyway, everyone should be more careful when going out these days. Don't accidentally run into a gun. If you do, you won't know how you died."

The tea drinker shook his head, looking helpless.

While they were talking, several burly men walked in.

With great momentum, he ran straight to a tea table inside.

"Is it Li Fuqing?"

The leading man patted an elderly tea drinker on the shoulder rudely.

This tea drinker is drinking tea.

I almost spit out my tea because of this slap.

He was about to start cursing when he looked up.

The other person's fierce face and fierce eyes made him swallow his dirty words immediately and put on a smiling face.

"Ah, it's me. Sirs, who are you?"

"We are from the Anqing Gang, come with us!"

The sturdy man said bluntly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

The sturdy man said directly: "We are from the Anqing Gang, come with us!"

"Where are you going?" the tea drinker asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"You had three brothers working in your tavern before, right?" asked the burly man.

"Yes, but they quit their job a few days ago. What's the matter?" The tea drinker felt a little uneasy.

"That's right, take it away!"

At the sturdy man's command, several of his accomplices picked up the other man and dragged him out of the door without saying a word.

The tea drinker struggled and shouted, "Why did you arrest me? Let me go!"

When the sturdy man saw him shouting loudly, he frowned and slapped him several times.

The tea drinker covered his face in grievance and dared not say another word.

Two patrolmen on the street saw this scene and were about to step forward to ask what was going on.

But when they saw clearly what they were wearing, they turned their heads away tacitly and pretended they saw nothing.