I Just Won’t Play by the Book

"Bang!" "Bang!"

In a forest in the back mountain, bursts of collision sound continued to be heard, and at the same time, a cloud of smoke was stirred up.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, but I have gained some skills."

The smoke dissipated, and a man in a soft satin robe looked at Mo Xia and said.

Mo Xia, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, didn't respond, but just put on a serious posture and looked at the other party seriously.

At this time, another man in a round-neck robe appeared behind Mo Xia and said, "Mo Xia, don't say that the brothers didn't give you a chance. As long as you apologize properly now, you can take less beatings."

Mo Xia stood with his sword and replied, "I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?"

"I told you last time that someone on the sidelines said that playing chess with senior brother should take it easy. It seems that you didn't listen at all."

"I just take every game seriously."

"Okay, then Senior Brother will teach you today. It is more important to take every game seriously or to respect Senior Brother."

After finishing speaking, the man in the soft satin robe flicked the long stick in his hand and jumped into the air, while another man in the round neck robe also attacked from behind Mo Xia.

With the enemy on his back, Mo Xia could only defend the space behind him with all his strength, but he was hit hard on the shoulder.

Just hearing a crisp sound, Mo Xia knew that his right shoulder blade was broken.

"Dang bang", the sword in Mo Xia's hand fell to the ground. He didn't scream in pain, but he was very aggrieved in his heart.

He just played chess seriously and just told the other party how to deal with it correctly, but why did he always attract such vicious beatings.

'Maybe this is the reason why senior brothers never contact them. ’

Mo Xia, who knew that she was powerless to resist, held her head in her hands and protected the Tianling Gai.

And just when Mo Xia was about to endure the pain, he suddenly heard a thunderstorm, and then he heard the two brothers say in shock at the same time: "Wu... Deacon Wu!?"

In surprise, Mo Xia slowly raised his head and saw a man in a gown with half-silver and half-black hair standing in front of him. Although Mo Xia usually doesn't care much about sect affairs, he also knows that this man is in the limelight. Zongmen star.

"I've seen Deacon Wu." Mo Xia stood up and saluted with one hand.

"Injured?" Wu Qingce glanced at Mo Xia's right shoulder and asked.

"Just a little injury..."

Although it was difficult to understand how the people whom the seniors liked could be bullied by these trashy fish, no matter what, how could Wu Qingce, the self-proclaimed eldest disciple, see his juniors being bullied.

So he looked at the other two and said, "Who did it?"

The soft satin robe disciple swallowed. He never expected that the chess nerd Mo Xia would have such a strong backer.

"I... we are just learning about skills, Mo Xia, right?"

Without waiting for Mo Xia to speak, Wu Qingce grinned, revealing his white-toothed smile and said, "Study skills, right? My favorite thing in Wu Qingce's life is to compare skills with others. Come on, which of you will go first?"

The soft satin robe disciple immediately waved his hand and said, "Deacon Wu is joking, how dare we discuss with you."

"Why, do you have to bully the soft and fear the hard?" Wu Qingce asked with a smile.

"No no no, Deacon Wu, you misunderstood, we really just..."

"Stop talking nonsense, take the sword!"

After Wu Qingce finished speaking, his body moved, and he attacked the soft satin robe disciple like a thunderbolt.

The cultivation level of the soft satin-robed disciple is only that of the Great Profound Master. Where could it be Wu Qingce's opponent?

"Deacon Wu spare your life, Deacon Wu spare your life." The man in the soft satin robe, who felt his upper body almost numb, begged for mercy again and again.

"Don't be embarrassed there. If you really want to survive, use your skills. I will only use 30% of my strength to fight you. As long as you can survive ten moves, this matter is over."

The man in the soft satin robe knew that this could not be good today, so he simply said: "Then please ask Deacon Wu to keep his promise."

"Very good, I'm not a rat after all, look at the sword!"

Watching Deacon Wu stab with another sword, the soft satin robe disciple had only one thought in his mind.

"This is 30% power!?"

At the moment when the sword was hit by the shoulder, the man in the soft satin robe immediately raised his stick and swept towards Wu Qingce, but with just a blink of an eye, only the afterimage of Wu Qingce was left in front of him.

"what!"

The man in the soft satin robe who felt the sword in his back screamed in pain, and at the same time swept his stick behind him, but it was swept away again.

Just as he was in doubt, he was struck by another sword in his calf.

Just as the man in the soft satin robe was about to scream in pain, he felt a firm slap on his chest.

"You are weak with the stick, you are not good with the stick, your footsteps are loose, your reaction is slow, and none of your movements are decent."

After speaking, Wu Qingce added some strength and slapped the man in the soft satin robe directly to the ground.

"Just because you are not good at learning, you don't know how to practice diligently, and you bully junior brothers who are lower than your own cultivation. I'm blushing for you!"

"Cough! Cough!"

He coughed out a mouthful of blood, but the man in the soft satin robe did not dare to return his mouth at all, and nodded again and again: "What the deacon taught is what the deacon taught."

Putting Wan Jun away, Wu Qingce looked at the round-necked disciple again and said, "It's your turn."

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, I beg Deacon Wu for mercy..."

"Look at the sword!"

...

After a while, the man in the round neck robe with several broken bones in his upper body fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Go back and practice

, let me see that you are doing bad things, it is not as simple as breaking a few bones and spitting blood. "

"Yes, yes, we don't dare anymore, we don't dare anymore."

After the two of them finished speaking, they rolled and crawled out of the woods.

Seeing the two run far away, Wu Qingce touched Mo Xia's shoulder and said, "Well, the injury isn't serious, just bear with it."

After speaking, the right hand suddenly exerted force, only to hear a crisp sound of "quack".

Mo Xia, who had always felt that she was in a dream, then reacted, watching Wu Qingce bowing her hands and saying, "Thank you Deacon Wu for your help."

"It's a small matter, next time you encounter such a thing, you will..."

Wu Qingce just wanted to say my name, but he felt that if his senior brother knew about this, he would definitely be scolded, so he took out a spoon from the Qiankun ring and threw it to Mo Xia: "You just blow the whistle, keep safe. You are all right."

Reaching out to catch the whistle, Mo Xia first thanked him, and then couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Deacon Wu... Did we know each other before?"

After hearing it, Wu Qingce seemed to understand why Mo Xia was being bullied by such scumbags. It seemed that he should not have officially been assigned to his senior brother. This time his senior asked him to pick him up.

Seeing this really cute little brother, Wu Qingce's eldest brother Fan got up and patted Mo Xia's shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter if we knew each other before, we will be good brothers in the future, let's walk around, eldest brother will take you there first. Nice place."

"This... I don't know where Deacon Wu is taking me?"

Seeing Mo Xia's embarrassed look of not knowing whether to retreat or not, Wu Qingce smiled and said, "You will know when you come."

After Wu Qingce finished speaking, he whistled, and the blood shadow beast squatting outside immediately rushed over, carrying the two back to the swamp.

Mo Xia came to the thatched cottage with a panicked expression on his face. Wu Qingce bowed to Jiang Beiran and said, "Senior brother, someone has brought it."

Turning his head, Jiang Beiran looked at Mo Xia who was dumbfounded and waved, "Come and sit."

Mo Xia really felt that his brain was blank at this moment, and the continuous shock made him a little unclear whether he was in a dream or in reality.

First of all, the whole sect, no, it should be said that the most glorious young generation leader in the entire country helped him to stand out and recognized himself as a brother. When he thought this was incredible enough, this leader suddenly brought himself to his senior brother, and he also Respectful to his brother.

'This……'

Although Mo Xia admires his senior brother, he actually knows very little about him. He only knows that his chess skills are very, very, very high, and he rarely stays in the sect. Oh, and he has no cultivation base, so he became a member of Shengguo. emperor.

‘Could it be that Deacon Wu is the senior guard’s guard? ’

"Mo Xia, Senior Brother is calling you."

Just when Mo Xia fell into endless doubts, he suddenly heard Deacon Wu whispering to himself.

"oh oh."

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Mo Xia nodded immediately and walked towards his senior brother.

"hiss!"

Just now, because he was too shocked, Mo Xia didn't pay attention to the surroundings. When he got closer, he found a corpse lying on the ground.

‘Senior brother… murdered? ’

Mo Xia, who felt her heart beating a little faster, swallowed her saliva, panted and cupped her hands: "Meet Senior Brother."

Nodding his head, Jiang Beiran told Mo Xia the ins and outs of Tian Ge's incident, including the Lanruo Temple incident and the subsequent encounter with ghosts.

After hearing this, Mo Xia was naturally even more confused. He didn't expect that there are really ghosts in this world, and that there are still people who can see ghosts.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Beiran felt that Mo Xia had almost finished digesting it before continuing: "I'm calling you this time because I want to ask you for help."

"Me?" Mo Xia pointed to herself suspiciously.

"Yes, it's you."

Seeing Mo Xia stunned again, Jiang Beiran continued: "I now need someone who can learn how to control ghosts, and you are the person in my mind."

Wu Qingce on the side couldn't help showing an envious look after hearing this, secretly lamenting why he didn't have the talent in this area.

"Yu...ghost?" Mo Xia asked in confusion.

"Well, but before I learn it, I have a few things I want to tell you." Jiang Beiran raised a finger: "One, you will be my disciple after learning how to control ghosts. Follow my orders first."

"Second, after learning how to control ghosts, you will see ghosts floating in the world. Before you get used to it, you may be a little scared."

"Three, you should be involved in a lot of trouble in the future, so I hope you think clearly before making a decision."

After asking, Jiang Beiran thought that Mo Xia would need some time to think about it, but he didn't think that he quickly responded: "Senior brother... If I learn this technique of controlling ghosts, can you take a little more time to play against me? ?"

Jiang Beiran couldn't help but laugh at the answer, "Hahaha, okay, I agree to this condition."

"Meet Master!"

As soon as Mo Xia was about to kneel on the ground, Jiang Beiran grabbed her clothes, "No need to kneel. In addition, we will still be brothers and sisters, so we don't need to call Master."

"Yes!" Mo Xia responded.

"Okay, now I'm going to turn on your soul power for you. It might hurt a little bit, so bear with it."

Although he didn't know what the brother said about turning on the soul power, Mo Xia nodded and said, "Yes, I'm ready."

exhale

, Jiang Beiran controlled the spiritual power and slowly wrapped Mo Xia.

Half an hour later, Jiang Beiran didn't know what to say when he looked at Mo Xia, whose expression remained unchanged.

Although he guessed that Mo Xia's mental power might be strong, he didn't expect it to be so strong.

The reason why Jiang Beiran asked Mo Xia to try it is because he is very smart, at least he has shown wisdom far beyond ordinary people in Go, and secondly, he is very resilient, even if he is defeated countless times by himself, he will still be defeated countless times. of heart-wrenching pain.

But he always recovered in an instant and continued to challenge himself.

Facts have proved that Jiang Beiran did not guess wrong, Mo Xia's mental power is very strong, strong enough to withstand the impact of mental power for half an hour without any pain.

This also made Jiang Beiran no longer have any scruples and increased his mental strength again.

An hour and a half later, with Mo Xia's low roar, Jiang Beiran put away his mental power.

'Successful, no, I should say too successful'

Although I don't know if the longer the better, the better, but Jiang Beiran felt the turbulent ocean of his spiritual power when he helped Mo Xia to lift the limit, which was definitely stronger than Tian Ge.

At this time, Mo Xia, who had just turned on her soul power, only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and there was a "buzzing" sound in her brain.

After a while, Mo Xia finally calmed down a bit. Just as he was about to call his senior brother, he saw a little girl tilting her head and looking at him.

Seeing Mo Xia's eyes focused on her face, Qingqing immediately clapped her hands towards Jiang Beiran and said, "Good uncle, good uncle, he can see me now."

Just when Mo Xia was a little confused about the situation, another extremely terrifying face broke into his sight.

"Wow!"

Mo Xia, who was frightened by those scarlet eyes, hurriedly hid behind her senior brother, closed her eyes and kept shaking.

'This is how humans should react when they see me. ’

Just when the female ghost was secretly complacent, she suddenly felt an extremely strong mental force attacking, and she fell directly to the ground and rolled around in pain.

"Ouch! I was wrong! I was wrong! Your Majesty spare your life, Your Majesty spare your life! I don't dare any more."

Jiang Beiran: "Go away."

"Hey! I'm going to get out, I'm going to get out."

When the female ghost fled in a hurry, Jiang Beiran turned to look at Mo Xia and said, "It seems that you can already see them."

"Then... is that a ghost?" Mo Xia asked in shock.

"Well, from now on, you should be dealing with them every day."

"I……"

Seeing Mo Xia's reluctance to speak, Jiang Beiran encouraged him: "It will definitely be a little uncomfortable at first, but soon you will find that they are actually quite friendly, right, Qingqing."

Qingqing immediately jumped up to Mo Xia and shouted, "Yes! Qingqing is very willing to be your friend."

Looking at the cute little Qingqing, Mo Xia's mood relaxed a little.

"Okay, now that you can see them, it's time to start learning how to nurture and control them. You must listen carefully to what I say next."

"Yes, brother!"