Chapter 25 Tao Bo is ill

Song Qingyun passed the film battle in the assessment and has defended in front of his predecessors. This so-called defense is one question and one answer, which is about some insights on martial arts and skills. This kind of thing has always been benevolence and wisdom, so it is also best to pass this level. As long as the subjects are not extremely stupid, there is generally no problem.

After Song Qingyun's thrilling assessment, everyone was nervous, including Jiang Hanye.

He frowned and muttered secretly: "The second uncle said that as long as the six-point god is like a nine-point shape, it can pass, but I still can't understand what is the god of Wanshouquan. What should I do? Even if it passes this time, what about the future? For the first time in his life, Jiang Hanye became confused about his uncertain future.

"It doesn't matter. The assessment of new disciples is very simple." Xiaoyu seemed to see Jiang Hanye's worries and comforted him.

"But I don't know how to do a good job of longevity." Jiang Hanye frowned and said.

"Then let me ask you, do you keep all the moves in mind?" Xiaoyu looked at Jiang Hanye and asked.

Jiang Hanye nodded and said, "Although I have lost a few days of practice, I have been trying to catch up recently, but I am familiar with the moves."

"That's good." Xiaoyu smiled and said, "At that time, you just need to be empty-minded, concentrate on hitting your fist, and follow the boxing with your heart."

"Everything?" Jiang Hanye spit out his tongue, "If that's the case, it's no wonder that those seniors will qualify me!"

"Puff!" Xiaoyu smiled and said, "You are really honest. What I said is that you should ignore everyone under the stage and eliminate all distractions in your heart. Don't think about whether I can be qualified or not. Just think about Wan Shouquan!"

"Oh!" Jiang Hanye nodded suddenly and said, "I'll try it. But Xiaoyu, how do you know so much? Are you also a warrior? You are about the same age as us, but why didn't I see you in the morning class and evening class?

"Puff!" Xiaoyu was teased by Jiang Hanye's series of questions again, "You really have so many questions! Since I am in Wanjian Villa, I am naturally a martial artist. Well, if I say that I am already in the second level of acquired, do you believe it or not?

Jiang Hanye nodded: "I believe it!"

"Why?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"No, because I don't think you will lie to me." Jiang Hanye said.

In the gap between their speech, there were disciples on the Wanjian platform who began to assess. Due to the large number of sects, less than one-third of the disciples were assessed this morning, most of whom passed, and there were also losers who had to leave the villa crying. Every time he saw a loser, Jiang Hanye seemed to be as sad as seeing his future. He was not in the mood to eat at lunch. Fortunately, when he and Xiaoyu were separated, he continued to watch the assessment together in the afternoon. Thinking of the two bright-looking siblings, Jiang Hanye's mood became more relaxed.

The assessment of Jiang Hanye and other new disciples was scheduled in the afternoon. Because there is only one Wanshouquan, it takes a short time, so as to free up more time for the brothers. Jiang Hanye was arranged to play in the middle. The brothers in front of him did a good job, which made him more nervous, so that he stumbled and made a big ugly when he came on the field.

After the salute, Jiang Hanye took a deep breath and closed his eyes, because he remembered what Xiaoyu said and wanted to be empty, but when he opened his eyes, Jiang Hanye could not do anything at all, so he came up with a way to close his eyes.

After closing his eyes, the world of Jiang Hanye was dark, and there were many noisy sounds in his ears. There are not many people paying attention to these new disciples under the stands, so the brothers are whispering to each other, which makes it difficult for Jiang Hanye to calm down.

"Come on! Remove all distractions!" At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the stands, which was Xiaoyu.

Originally, Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu agreed to meet on the left side of the stands, but Xiaoyu did not appear until he came on the stage, which also made Jiang Hanye lost for a while. Now when he heard Xiaoyu's voice, his mood couldn't help but become bright.

"Remove all distracting thoughts..." Jiang Hanye closed his eyes tightly and thought about what Xiaoyu said. He pushed out the distracting thoughts in his heart little by little, and he didn't even hear the second uncle roaring under the stage.

"I said, boy, let you go up and play with the treasure? Hurry up and start!" Ji Shangfeng roared.

Jiang Hanye naturally didn't hear Ji Shangfeng's urging. He slowly opened his legs, clenched his fist, and began to practice "Wan Shouquan". It's strange that since he closed his eyes and cleared his mind, his heart was as if there was a little man guiding him to punch. The villain in his heart made a move, and Jiang Hanye made a move. Soon after the six moves were completed, he opened his eyes and saluted and hugged his boxing, "Disciples, please comment!"

Several seniors under the stage, including Ji Shangfeng, had an unsatisfactory expression on their faces. Jiang Hanye's heart sank and secretly thought, "Do I failed?"

"It's not satisfactory! Work hard in the future!" After several seniors discussed, Ji Shangfeng said to Jiang Hanye.

Jiang Hanye was stunned by this sentence. For a moment, he didn't realize the meaning of Ji Shangfeng's words and was stunned on the spot.

"I said, you stinky boy, is it Yumu's head or something? Why don't you go down and make way for your brother behind you? You passed!" Ji Shangfeng said impatiently.

Hearing this, Jiang Hanye was overjoyed. He came down from the stage and found Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu.

"I passed!" Jiang Hanye said excitedly.

"Congratulations on your brother Han!" Xiaoyu said childishly, like a little adult, cute and tight. Jiang Hanye couldn't help bending down to touch his hair.

"Well, I'm right!" Xiaoyu also raised her chin on a cold night, which was quite proud.

"Uh-huh!" Jiang Hanye nodded vibly, "Thank you. I barely passed after listening to your advice. If I go to fight by myself, I'm afraid..."

"Ge, don't say that. Let's go play. There's nothing good down there." Xiaoyu interrupted Jiang Hanye's words.

"What, don't you want to take the assessment?" Jiang Hanye was stunned.

"Puff!" Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I have finished the assessment when you don't know!"

Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu then ran out of the crowd and went around the whole villa. Because it was an assessment, there was no need to worry about morning and evening classes, so Jiang Hanye had a lot of time to spend.

Xiaoyu is obviously very familiar with the whole Wanjian Villa and even Shouyang Peak. She took Jiang Hanye and Xiao Yu to climb up and down, drilled into the woods into the cave, and played with streams to catch small fish. The three children were very happy, and unconsciously it came to night.

"Oh, it's getting late. It's time for us to go home!" Xiaoyu said reluctantly.

"Yes, I should go back too!" Jiang Hanye was even more reluctant to leave Xiaoyu's sister and brother. For the first time in his life, he had so happily and relaxed, and Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu got along well with him.

"Hee, it's okay. We'll continue tomorrow. Anyway, the assessment will last at least until tomorrow afternoon!" Xiaoyu said with a smile. She held the wreath made for her by Jiang Hanye in one hand and her younger brother Xiaoyu in the other hand, standing opposite Jiang Hanye and said.

"Uh-huh!" Jiang Hanye nodded vigil, "Can I play with you often in the future?"

"Of course, I haven't had a good friend in my old age. You are the first." Xiaoyu smiled.

So where do you live? Outer city or inner city?" Jiang Hanye asked, "At that time, I will come to play with you so that I can ask you any problems in practice." Now Xiaoyu is like a good teacher and friend in Jiang Hanye's heart.

"Hm!" Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll come to you. Which yard do you live in?"

"Yueweiyuan..." Xiaoyu's reaction made Jiang Hanye feel a little inferior. Looking at the clothes of Xiaoyu's sister and brother, they should be a good family. Maybe they can't afford it?

"Idiot, my father is too strict to discipline us. No friends are allowed to come to us at home!" Xiaoyu saw Jiang Hanye's thoughts and explained with a smile.

Hearing Xiaoyu's words, Jiang Hanye was relieved and secretly scolded himself for being careful. The three children then said goodbye. Jiang Hanye kept looking at the figures of Xiaoyu's sister and brother disappearing in the night before starting to walk to Yueweiyuan.

As he walked, Jiang Hanye suddenly remembered Tao Bo that he saw in the morning. Thinking of Tao Bo's words, he decided to go to Tao Bo to see his old man. Although Taobo has a strange temper, he is a good-hearted old man. Jiang Hanye felt that it would not be too much to help him water the vegetable garden for a lifetime.

After a few days, the peach blossoms in the peach garden seemed to bloom more lushly. The moonlight fell on the peach trees, which covered the peach blossoms with a layer of veil, which was hazy and particularly beautiful. Jiang Hanye crossed the path and came to the hut where Taobo lived.

"Cluck!" Xiaohei rushed out of the slanting thorns with his wings. He didn't know whether he was driving away outsiders or welcoming old friends. Jiang Hanye was shocked by its call. When he saw clearly that it was Xiaohei, he smiled and said, "Xiaohei, I haven't seen you fat again for a few days!"

"Giggle!" Xiaohei seemed to be unwilling to hear Jiang Hanye say this. He jumped up with his wings and scratched Jiang Hanye's cheeks with his paws. Suddenly, three blood marks appeared on his face.

"You have a big temper!" Jiang Hanye touched his cheek and muttered. When Xiaohei came, Jiang Hanye tried to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it.

Seeing that he got it, Xiaohei flapped his wings and walked elsewhere like a winning general. Only then did Jiang Hanye find that Tao Bo was neither in the yard nor in the room, because the sky had just faded. At this time, Tao Bo should be cooking. But the waiting in the room was extinguished.

"Tao Bo, is Tao Bo there?" Jiang Hanye shouted from afar. Because he was afraid that Taobo would be deaf, he specially turned up the volume.

However, there was no sound in the whole yard except for Xiaohei's rustling footsteps and Jiang Hanye's shouts, and there was no response in the room. Jiang Hanye frowned, and a feeling of uneasiness hit his heart.

"Tao Bo is not sick, is he?" Jiang Hanye thought to himself, "He is old and lives alone. He has to take care of himself. If he is sick, no one will know." Thinking of this, he boldly walked into the dark room.

The door was hidden, so Jiang Hanye pushed it open with a little force.

After pushing the door, a burst of dust fell from the roof. This tube house has three rooms, which are connected. One is a kitchen, the middle is the living room, and the other side is the bedroom. You can see the decorations in this room clearly on the cold night of the moonlight river. The furnishings in the room are very simple. There is only one stove. There is a small pile of firewood in the corner opposite the stove. According to Jiang Hanye's experience, these firewoods are not even enough to boil a pot of water. There is a square table made of bamboo and two bamboo stools in the room, and then there is a bed under the window on the other side. Under the moonlight, Jiang Hanye seemed to see a man lying on the bed.

"Tao Bo, is that you?" Jiang Hanye frowned. The room was full of dust and mildew, which reminded him of the smell of the elderly people living alone in the village.

"Cough!" There was a cough in the dark, which was the voice of Tao Bo.

"Tao Bo!" Jiang Hanye quickly walked over and squatted in front of the bed to look at Tao Bo, "Are you sick?"

"Alas..." Tao Bo moaned slightly. He turned his head to look at Jiang Hanye and said weakly, "It's you, you stupid boy!"

"Well, it's me, I'm Jiang Hanye!" Jiang Hanye nodded vibly.

The night in the mountains was actually very cold, and Tao Bo was only covered with a thin quilt that had exposed cotton wool. Jiang Hanye couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"Pomo, do you still have quilts at home? Let me cover it for you." Jiang Hanye asked.

** Tao Bo shook his head weakly and coughed, "I'm a lonely old man. Why do I need so many quilts?" No..."

Jiang Hanye bit his lip, thought about it secretly, and then stood up and said, "Wait for me!" After saying that, he quickly ran out of the door and ran to Yueweiyuan.

Fortunately, Taobo's residence is not too far from Yueweiyuan, so it didn't take long for Jiang Hanye to hold his quilt and appear in front of Taobo and carefully cover Taobo: "Taobo, cover more quilts. I think you will get sick when you catch a cold. Let me help you make ginger soup."

Indeed, Jiang Hanye still met Tao Bo on the street in the morning, and the latter scolded him energetically. Why was he so ill in a blink of an eye?

"Let's endure!" Tao Bo coughed, "Jiang is on the window sill next to the stove, and there is some water in the pot..."

Jiang Hanye nodded: "What about the lamp? Where's the fire fold?"

"Why do you want the lamp? I'm a lonely old man... and there won't be any fire folds. The flint is on the stove. Hit it yourself." The old man was just talking. If he heard him talking like this, others would think that it was Jiang Hanye who begged him to help him make ginger soup.

Jiang Hanye walked to the stove, smeared and found the flint, and wiped the firewood for a long time before he finally wiped the firewood and boiled the ginger soup. Gathering the firelight in the stove, Jiang Hanye looked at the tube house curiously. The room was full of black and yellow walls smoked by smoke, which looked no different from the house in the countryside, but there was a dusty calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall facing the door, and there was only one word on the calligraphy and painting: Wu!

Jiang Hanye didn't read much, and his handwriting was not beautiful, but when he saw this word, he was still deeply attracted. Under the hazy firelight, this martial word seemed to be a martial artist who was showing his fists and feet, giving people a feeling of strength. Jiang Hanye felt that this martial character was more beautiful than all the words on the plaque he had seen on the villa.

"Tao Bo, I have drunk ginger soup." Jiang Hanye put the boiled ginger soup into the bowl, brought it to Taobo's window, and whispered.

"Wow..." How long has it been? The strange old man actually snored slightly. In the moonlight, Jiang Hanye saw that the corners of Tao Bo's mouth were still blowing bubbles, and it could be seen that he was asleep.

In desperation, Jiang Hanye helped Taobo cover the quilt, and he moved a stool and sat aside. The night was getting darker and he was sleepy. He also wanted to go to bed, but he didn't dare to leave without authorization. After all, the old man was old. Jiang Hanye was afraid that Tao Bo would make some mistakes in the night.

In this way, Jiang Hanye sat by the bed and watched Momo while dozed off. He unconsciously fell asleep and didn't know how long he slept. Jiang Hanye was woken up: "Kid, silly boy, get up quickly. I want to drink ginger soup!"

It turned out to be Tao Bo who woke up Jiang Hanye. Jiang Hanye rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the high moon and dark night outside the window, and said, "Tao Bo, are you awake?"

"Cough!" Taobo coughed twice and said, "Your child is really unkind. You said you would make ginger soup for me, but you slept so soundly!"

Jiang Hanye was aggrieved and funny when he heard Tao Bo's words. Obviously, Tao Bo fell asleep first, and Jiang Tang was also cooked, but he turned around and raked it, which was really in line with his character.

"Tao Bo, ginger soup has been cooked. I'll bring it to you!" Jiang Hanye said and got up and went to the table to get ginger soup.

One old man and one young both fell asleep, and the time passed. The ginger soup had been cold for a long time. As soon as Taobo's lips were stained a little, he shouted, "No, how can you stupid boy drink cold ginger soup for the old man? You have a bad conscience!"

Jiang Hanye couldn't laugh or cry: "Then I'll heat it up for you again!" After saying that, he stood up and walked to the stove with a bowl. When he walked to the stove, he found that the firewood had run out. Jiang Hanye had the intention to cut firewood, but looking at the dark night outside and the occasional calls of unknown birds and beasts in the night, he was really a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Tao Bo asked when he saw that Jiang Hanye had not moved for a long time.

"Peach, there is no firewood!" Jiang Hanye said helplessly.

"You stupid boy, cut it down without firewood!" Tao Bo coughed, "But you are not allowed to touch my peach tree!"

If you are not allowed to move the peach trees outside the door, the meaning of Peach Bo is obvious. This is to drive Jiang Hanye to cut firewood in the dense forest in the mountains in the middle of the night!

"All right!" Although Jiang Hanye was very reluctant to go, he looked at Taobo's weak body and gritted his teeth and agreed, so he bent down to look for a firewood knife.

"What are you running around? Why don't you go? Do you have to wait for me to die before you cut firewood?" Tao Bo seemed to be very angry and gasped for breath.

"I didn't find the firewood knife..." Jiang Hanye said helplessly. It's really not easy to make ginger soup for Taobo.

"What kind of firewood knife do you want? Just cut it yourself! If there is a firewood knife, do I still want you to cut it? Tao Bo seemed to be a little angry and began to cough violently while talking.

Jiang Hanye was helpless and afraid that Tao Bo would be angry, so he said, "Okay, okay, I'll cut firewood. Don't be angry." After saying that, Jiang Hanye went out. He thought that there would definitely be some broken branches and leaves in the forest. Just pick up some to make a bowl of soup.

things are often like this. It's easier to think about and hard to do.

Jiang Hanye originally thought that this Wanjian Villa was on the top of the mountain peak, and flowers and trees could be seen everywhere. It was not a matter of hand to pick up firewood, so that he would not have to run to the deep mountains and old forests. But when he went out, he found that the mountain was really clean. Not only was there no fallen leaves and branches, even a trace of dust was difficult to see, and there were also rules at the mountain gate. The trees, flowers and plants in the inner city and outside the city were not allowed to be harmed. Looking at the dark and dense mountains and forests in the cold night, I was worried. Go, he is scared in his heart. Don't go, Tao Bo is still sick and waiting for soup.

"What do you care about him? It's not close to you!" At this time, the strange sound came again.

What the man said made Jiang Hanye gradually stop. He thought to himself, "Yes, why do I have to do this for a fierce and unfamiliar old man in the middle of the night?" But thinking of the egg that day, Jiang Hanye secretly scolded himself: "Jiang Hanye, Jiang Hanye, you can kill people like A San and Zhou Botao, but you must be kind to your benefactor! Dad often taught you to repay each other when he was a child. Why did you shrink back when it came to the end?

"You really..." The voice seemed to be too lazy to scold him. "Forget it, go and die by yourself. There are a lot of beasts and monsters in this mountain forest! Go and die!" He seemed to be quite disappointed with Jiang Hanye.

Jiang Hanye was too lazy to talk to himself in the middle of the night, so he didn't say a word and just walked along the path to the mountains and forests.

Goo! Goo!

Birds squatted on the tree and made cautious calls. From time to time, the mountain wind made the branches on both sides of the path constantly tremble, which made Jiang Hanye frightened for fear that some beasts and monsters would rush out of the darkness.

"Okay, there are trees here, so I'll fold the branches here!" Jiang Hanye saw that it was getting deeper and deeper, and then stopped and thought to himself, "Anyway, it's just making ginger soup, and you don't need too much firewood, right?"