On the Right Way to Get Along with the Deadly Enemy

Mo Ziwu looked at the disciples who came out one by one, and secretly remembered that fortunately, there are relatively few illiterate people.In fact, these people also have other uses. Who knows if the questions raised by her and Su Jianli will cause new questions in him after the disciples answer them.And these illiterates are prepared for the second 'question'.

The time given is sufficient, and three hours is more than enough to answer a question on a piece of paper. The location of the "answer sheet" is located in the Morning Cultivation Hall. Speaking of this, the Morning Cultivation Hall is a place where disciples of Qianji Sect are similar to sects to learn martial arts.The disciples sat on the ground with some distance between them.Of course, as the head of Qianji faction for a hundred years, because of the "convulsion" cough, because the head preached that I was a test that Qianji faction conducted for a century of Qingxiu, cheating and plagiarism is strictly prohibited.

However, considering that the venue is too large, one person cannot complete the invigilation task.With a wave of his hand, the master decided to appoint these illiterate disciples as invigilators.

All the disciples looked at each other with different expressions.But since the leader spoke, they naturally have no right to refute.

It is probably the first time to be appointed to such a arduous and "authoritative" position, and the supervision behavior of the "invigilators" has produced surprisingly good results.

Mo Ziwu waited patiently, and even played the role of the chief inspection teacher in the middle of the time.

Really, I couldn't even answer the first question, hey.Mo Ziwu shook her head, her first question should be very simple in her opinion.

What is the name of the current head of the Thousand Machines Sect?

Look, how simple the question is, yet this disciple actually directly wrote about the head of the Thousand Chance Sect.

Ruzi can't be taught, Mo Ziwu shook his head and sighed, and continued to look at the next one, the next one, the next one, and so on, his complexion became more and more bad.

The answer to the first question was 'the head of the Qianji faction'! ! !

If one person writes like this, he will think that this person has a problem with IQ, but if another one writes like this, then there is a big problem here.

The disciples answered very seriously, at least in his head's opinion, but some of the answers really made Mo Ziwu's nerves almost look bad.He went back to the study with the test papers written by his disciples for three hours. Su Jianli was already sitting there reading the script?

"You are at leisure." Mo Ziwu, who was not in a bright mood, said eccentrically.

"Your tone seems to be in a bad mood." Su Jianli threw the script aside in her hand and raised her brows lightly.

"Although I really don't want to admit it." Mo Ziwu put the stacks of 'test papers' on the table. "But look at these answers, it's no wonder I'm in a good mood. No one knows the name of the head of the Thousand Chance Sect!"

"Actually, I've already guessed about it." Su Jianli curled her lips into a smile, and there was a malicious smile in her small eyes. "Look at this." She said and threw a yellowed notebook in front of Mo Ziwu. "I came across this book by accident when I came to this study in the morning."

It was an old-fashioned book bound like a martial arts cheat book that seemed to exude "I am mysterious, I am really mysterious". The yellowed pages added a mysterious color to it.

Why do you say it is mysterious?In fact, although the appearance played a role, the words on the cover really represented a mysterious meaning.

It is neither "The Great Teleportation of the Universe" and "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" that can make the protagonist reborn from adversity, nor is it "Sunflower Treasure" or "The Great Law of Attracting Stars" that only cheats the supporting characters for 1 years.Because it only has two words, yes, you read that right, just two words.

journal.

"..." Mo Ziwu had an expression on his face.

"Judging from the handwriting and introduction, this diary should have been left by the former head, and from the inscription date of the diary, it can be inferred that you have been the head of the diary for no more than two months at most." Su Jianli Inertia, he pointed to the table with his finger. "You might as well take a look inside, maybe there is something you want to know."

Mo Ziwu followed his advice and began to turn over the first page, while Su Jianli looked at the piles of test papers.

Fortunately, the former master did not use classical Chinese, but a simple and easy-to-understand description. To put it bluntly, it is a very plain but very private statement.

It turned out that the former master's name was Dugu Bubai, and his martial arts were very good, but since he lost once, he changed his name to Dugu Yibai.According to him, he was defeated once in his life, and he was defeated by an old woman.Uh, in the hands of the woman, the diary did not mention who the woman is, but it should be guessed that it is the head of a faction.After that, Dugu retreated from the martial arts after a defeat, fled into the mountains, and by chance, became the head of the Qianji Sect.So far, the name Dugu Yibai was indirectly caused by him to disappear, and the martial arts only knew that the Qianji faction, which was not well known in the martial arts, had a head who drove the ducks to the shelves.

The reason why it is said to catch ducks on the shelves is actually very simple, because this sect is very poor.

Very poor very poor!Leaving aside the fertile fields, the few shops at the foot of the mountain are covered with dust and cobwebs. Because of this, no family or people in the martial arts are willing to join the Qianji sect.Over time, some farmers from the mountain who want to strengthen their health joined his sect.

Although Dugu Yibai said that he has never studied business, he transformed a Qianji sect that was about to close its doors 20 years ago into a middle-level sect today, which made him a little famous in the martial arts world.

However, Dugu suffered a defeat in his life, but there was a regret that almost became flawed.

He took no fewer than fifty disciples successively, but in the end they either died, or fell into disability, and then died too.

It was like a curse, almost none of the disciples who worshiped him as a teacher were alive.Among them, he also picked up a few orphans, who were less than ten years old and raised them. They either died of accidents, or were accidentally injured by martial arts vendettas, and some died of illness.

Although the current head of Qianji faction is very strong in martial arts, it is like a curse that "whoever worships him as a teacher will die" After the spread of martial arts, almost no one is willing to worship Qianji faction.This is also the reason why Qianji Sect still has no direct disciples from the inner sect after being 'saved' by Dugu Yide, but there are more disciples from the outer sect.

The old heart of Dugu's head is almost like a sieve, as long as the disciples don't worship him as a teacher, they can live well, but even if they don't worship him as a teacher, it won't be long before they learn his inner strength It will die.

What a tragedy. . . . . .

Then one day, at the gate of Qianji faction, Dugu Yibai picked up the baby who was discarded at the gate, which is the infant body of the shell that Mo Ziwu is now.

For a moment, Dugu Yibai finally believed what a blind magician told him when he was young.It is said that he is destined to have only one child, and he cannot be named. He can only be named when he is 20 years old, and he must not be taught martial arts, otherwise he will die.

When he picked up this baby, Dugu Yibai was already in his seventies, and was growing toward his eighties.

Just in case, the old man really didn't name the shell that Mo Ziwu was in, and he really raised it in the end.

In this regard, Dugu Yibai began to believe in it, and it was Tuer Tuer who yelled at him all the time. Considering that Tuer could not practice martial arts, Dugu Yibai took in a few disciples for the other party and recorded them under the name of Tuer. The martial arts taught are not Dugu Yibai's internal skills, but the secrets he has collected over the years. As for the number of people, Dugu Yibai did not mention it in his diary. He probably wanted to tell him when he was 20 years old.

The diary recorded that Dugu was defeated and said with some relief, "Tomorrow is Tuer's 20th birthday. Although the name has been chosen, I don't know if Tuer likes it." '

And then it's gone. . . . . .

Mo Ziwu silently closed the diary.

"Accordingly, how did you find such a private diary?" Mo Ziwu would never admit that he almost turned the study room upside down in order to find some clues. Poetry, poetry, or ancient pornography, commonly known as "erotic pictures", is not included in the short stories, and even the history books about the dynasty in this world are similar to Zizhi Tongjian. Could it be that Su Jianli is inferior to him? effort?

Mo Ziwu looked at Su Jianli suspiciously.

But the other party still had an expression that could fade out of a bird in Mo Ziwu's eyes.

"Actually, it's not as hard to find as you said." Su Jianli stood up, and she didn't know where she touched it. After a creak, something huge moved slowly, and the rows of bookshelves turned out to be like closed doors. Also slowly moving from the center to the two sides, and then a basement appeared in front of Mo Ziwu.

Mo Ziwu: "..."

"I came here today, accidentally stumbled, touched these places, and the basement appeared." Su Jianli pointed at the dark underground tunnel, but the wall underneath was obviously inlaid with night pearls. "There are some books like martial arts secrets, knives, and bank notes hidden in it. I guess it was put in by the former head of Dugu. If you guessed correctly, the original master of you should know. This This diary was found in a secret compartment in the basement." Su Jianli pointed to the inkstone on the desk, the Langhao pen, and a few tiles a few steps away from her. "Touch these positions one after another, and there is a certain order. I didn't know at first. After bumping into it by mistake, I found the distribution map of the opening on the small square table in the basement. I want to come to the head of Dugu. I am afraid that your original one I forgot about the shell, but the painting is very detailed."

Mo Ziwu: "..."

Fuck! ! !Express dissatisfaction! ! !Is this the stark contrast between the protagonist and the cannon fodder! ! !

If he didn't deliberately sprain his feet, he could discover the big secret. He ransacked the box and almost didn't tear down the roof, and he didn't even touch the hair! ! !

This tmd winner in life is like a tortured existence! ! !

Screenwriter, you come out, I fmd will die with you, you sister! ! !

As the unnamed cannon fodder next to the protagonist's halo, it's just to set off the existence of "Papa Papa", even the background music is playing "Please use your strong sword to pierce me" with few appearances The poor head of the faction, Mo Ziwutuski, who had a negative number of golden fingers, fell limply on the ground, under the spotlight, except for his small circle, it was pitch black.