The room is quaint and ancient, but it is not the kind of rich family. The furnishings are a bit outdated. It seems that life in the Huashan School is not very easy.

It was bright outside, and I don’t know when it was, Xin Han got up and sat on the bed, his mind was incredible. He pinched himself hard and grinned in pain. It seemed that this was not a dream. He had really traveled through the shipwreck of the Goddess of Victory to this world of the Blue Blood Sword.

With a 'stubborn' sound, the door was opened, and a black boy walked in with a tray. When he saw Xin Han wake up, he immediately said happily: "Senior Brother Xin, you finally woke up. I was scared to death yesterday!"

He placed the tray on the wooden table in the room, which contained dishes, a bowl of hot millet porridge, and a plate of scrambled eggs.

"Senior Brother Xin, eat quickly. Only when you are full can your health get better soon!"

Xin Han had the memory of yesterday in his mind. He knew that the black boy was Yuan Chengzhi, and immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Yuan, I'm so hungry!"

He said as he got out of bed, walked to the wooden table and picked up the bowl, swept away the millet porridge and eggs in a few bites.

After he finished eating, he realized that Yuan Chengzhi was still beside him. He immediately smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm so hungry that I forgot to ask Junior Brother, have you eaten?"

Yuan Chengzhi smiled and said, "I got up early in practicing boxing and had already eaten it. By the way, Master and Taoist Master Musang are playing chess outside. I will tell them now that you are fine with your senior brother!"

Xin Han, are you cheating in person? After saying that, I won’t go to see the teacher even if I’m fine, so what’s going on!

He quickly pulled Yuan Chengzhi: "Junior brother, I'd better meet my master and uncle myself, so please help me clean the bowl. I'll help you work!"

"Senior brother, you're welcome, this is what I should do, what should I do?"

The two are not much of their age, and they are polite to each other and have a little closeness. Of course, Xin Han naturally intends to get closer to Yuan Chengzhi. He has just traveled through time, so it is still a matter of whether he can get along well. If he has a good relationship with the protagonist of this world, there will definitely be no harm.

The two of them went out together as they said, and then they saw Mu Sang and Mu Renqing setting up a battlefield in the shade of trees not far away, playing games with fun.

As soon as Xin Han and Yuan Chengzhi came out, Mu Renqing's eyes swept over. Seeing that he was fine, he immediately nodded with a smile: "Mr. Xin is fine, right?"

Xin Han quickly stepped forward to salute Mu Sang and Mu Renqing: "I have met Master, Master, and if I go back to Master, I will be very happy."

Mu Sang held his beard and nodded and smiled: "That's good. Go and get close to your junior brother Yuan, and I'll take your uncle again!"

Xin Han glanced at the eyes and saw that the chessboard was in the master's backpack. At this time, Mu Sang held a black piece and Mu Renqing held a white piece. Although he didn't know how to play Go, he could also see that Bai Zi had been killed by a big dragon. At this time, the power of the black piece surrounding him was already completed, and Bai Zi was afraid that he would be unable to turn the world back.

Mu Renqing simply threw himself into the position of defeat: "I can't give up, I'll admit defeat. Your apprentice is here, so it's better to ask him to go to you. The old Taoist also needs to teach Chengzhi to practice swordsmanship!"

Taoist Musang originally wanted to take two games of abuse of Mu Renqing, but when he heard that he wanted to teach his disciples, he knew that this was the case, so he just said to Xin Han: "Can you play chess? How about I play two games with your master?"

Xin Han could not play this, and wanted to refuse, but was afraid that Mu Sang would suppress him as his master, so he immediately turned his eyes and said, "Master, I think you should not play Go, but you should play chess!"

If he couldn't say it or sat down and took a seat, Mu Sang wouldn't think anything was wrong. He said this, which aroused the curiosity of the old Taoist.

Mu Sang was joking by him: "Tell me, why shouldn't I play Go, but I want to play chess?"

Xin Han bowed: "That kid just talk, saying it's okay, just don't be surprised?"

Mu Sang made a gesture and wanted to beat him: "Will I still have the same knowledge as you? Tell me quickly!"

Xin Han smiled and said, "Then I will say that everyone can play Go, but there are several types of people who are most suitable. Those who are keen on power can think about the skills of power and strategy in Go. Those who lead troops to kill enemies can verify military tactics in Go. If you are a practitioner, you can cultivate your temperament in Go!"

Mu Renqing was also interested in what he said: "What about martial arts practitioners?"

Xin Han bowed to Mu Renqing Gong and continued: "Even a warrior, he should pay attention to a man who is angry and has five steps of blood and arrows. Within ten steps, he will be able to win over the enemy country. Although he has a plan, he will be decisive in killing, which is exactly the same as the warrior's temperament. If he plays Go, he will be able to smooth his temperament over time. He will definitely be too concerned about the enemy when facing the enemy, which will easily make the enemy penetrate Confucius!"

"Nonsense..." Mu Sang originally wanted to say that he was a Taoist boy, but when he was halfway through, he couldn't help but feel lonely when he thought of himself.

Mu Renqing saw it and knew his old friend's thoughts. He immediately waved to Xin Han: "Go and play with Chengzhi, I'll talk to your master!"

Musang nodded: "Go and have fun!"

Seeing the master talking, Xin Han ran aside to play with Yuan Chengzhi.

After the two teenagers left, Mu Sang sighed: "It's not as Xin Han said, when I faced him, I was too concerned and indecisive. Now that he has learned evil martial arts, it has become a climate. If he harms others in the future, the old Taoist will be too guilty!"

He was talking about his junior brother. Musang had a junior brother named Yu Zhenzi. After the two masters passed away, no one was in charge and made bad friends. He was like a completely different person, and he was robbed and killed indiscriminately, and he did everything he could.

Speaking of which, Xin Han has seen this Yu Zhenzi, who is the middle-aged Taoist priest who fought with Mu Sang in the old forest.

Before that, Mu Sang had subdued Yu Zhenzi, but he couldn't bear to start. When the two of them fought for the second time last time, Yu Zhenzi learned evil kung fu and instead barbed Mu Sang's sword. If there was no body-protecting treasure robe, the other party would succeed at that time.

After Xin Han fainted yesterday, Mu Sang once told his old friend about this, so when he mentioned it, Mu Renqing immediately knew what he was talking about.

The Divine Sword Immortal Ape shook her head without commenting, but instead led the topic to Xin Han: "You are such a Taoist child, but this murderous intent is too heavy!"

Speaking of this, it turned out to be a successful change of topic. Mu Sang was about to encounter Xin Han that day and even told him about killing many Tartars, and then sighed:

"Originally, this kid is very good and has a strong mind. I have the idea of ​​accepting disciples, but just as you said that he is too murderous, I am afraid that another Yu Zhenzi will appear in the future..."

Mu Renqing smiled and shook his head: "You were bitten by a snake once and were afraid of the rope for ten years. But that's good. This kid is more murderous. It's good to grind him, and it's good to rub it!"

Xin Han was bored watching Yuan Chengzhi dig the bird nest, and he had to pretend to be very interested, so that he could look like a boy of this age.

If he knew that in order not to play chess with the old Taoist master, he would have fooled him with a few words in the language of later generations and almost cut off his path of martial arts. He would probably have regretted it.

However, some changes in Xin Han's mentality at this time made him alert. For some reason, he always thought that the stone would smash Yuan Chengzhi who was climbing a tree and feel so happy. It was simply too evil. What's the situation?
Chapter completed!