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Under the leadership of the honest man, Mu Yang came to the main hall. It was a dark sky, but it was a world of difference from the woodshed. It was spacious, bright and full of furniture. It was solemnly opposite, with a realistic portrait hanging on it, with a kind and white-bearded Taoist painted on it. The Taoist was flying in the clouds and fog, leisurely and contented. The prince sat down, with unique and elegant stools and tea tables on both sides. Scar was sitting on his right side drinking tea.

When Mu Yang saw the two of them, he stood there coldly without saying a word, without moving, and said honestly, "Boy, there are two ways in front of you now. One is to see the master and salute, and the second way is to seek revenge on them. The prince and the general are right in front of you. Now you can do it. Why are you standing still without moving?"

Mu Yang knew very well that he would rather die if he wanted to salute these two people, but if he took revenge, not to mention the mysterious prince, even the annoying scar, he would be difficult to defeat. Wouldn't this honest man have a problem for himself?

When the prince saw this, he waved his hand gently and signaled the honest man to retreat. The honest man left tactfully. The prince took a sip of tea and said, "I know, we have destroyed your village. It is natural for you to take revenge, but with your current ability, can you take revenge?"

Scar stood up with a "huo" and grabbed Mu Yang, his eyes widened as if they were as big as a copper bell, and he roared and said, "Good boy, do you know that for you, the prince lost two thousand soldiers. If the prince hadn't saved you, you would have been washed away by the mountain torrent. What heroes are you pretending to be here? I tell you, heroes are not pretending, but are made with strength and hands. You have the ability and will take revenge at any time. Do you know the reason why we went to Qianfeng City? That was to save you, but you..."

"I ran to your home, killed your family, and destroyed your village. Is this a rescue? Is there anyone who rescued this way?" The angry Mu Yang shouted, "You robbers, these beasts and demons, arrived in the village, burned, killed, looted, and did everything evil. What else should I say to save us? Do we need you to rescue you?"

Scar swung his hand and slapped Mu Yang hard in the face with a "slap", shouting, "What do you know? Do you know the purpose of our trip to Qianfeng City? Do you know what we are going to your village? If we want to kill people, if we want to slaughter the village, how can we save you in times of danger?"

Mu Yang looked at Scar disapprovingly, and the slap on his face. He did not feel the pain on his face. He was in his heart. The pain was in his heart. The pain was in his home was destroyed. In the Chaos Shop, he vaguely realized the prince's care for him and his love for him. He didn't know why the prince saved him, but it was a fact. He thought so in his heart, but he said, "He saved me? Why did he save me? If you didn't go to our village, would I go to that ghost place? Will there be danger? He saved me with the purpose of capturing me back and becoming a slave for him!"

After hearing this, Scarzi swung his slap again and wanted to hit Mu Yang in the face again. The prince didn't know what technique he used, but in a blink of an eye he arrived at Scarzi, stretched out his right hand, firmly grabbed the hand that was about to fall on Mu Yang's face, and said, "Forget it, why should you be sorry for him? I can understand what he said. His home has just been destroyed by us, and it is reasonable for him to take revenge."

"Can...."

Scar wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the prince's wave. He took heavy steps and returned to his seat and said softly, "You love your home, you want to take revenge, but with your current martial arts, you can't do it. I want to ask you, what happened in Qianfeng City? Why are you at the foot of that Chengyuan Mountain?"

"What Qianfeng City, I don't know, I just know that we have always lived in Chengyuan Village!" Mu Yang didn't tell him, but he really didn't know.

Scar smiled coldly and said, "Just, it's a joke. I don't know what your country is. What are you doing all day long?"

Mu Yang looked at Scar with contempt and said coldly, "We have lived in Chengyuan Village for generations. We don't know what Qianfeng City is. What's so funny about this? It's not like you, who travel thousands of miles to rob families and rob, know everything in the world and do everything."

"you......"

"Okay, stop quarreling anymore. Maybe he really doesn't know. Chengyuan Village is located in a remote place and is isolated from the world. Maybe they really don't know! Send him down!" The prince said heavily, his voice even deeper.

Scar pulled Lamuyang and said, "Let's go, boy, you're lucky!"

Mu Yang tried hard to get rid of the scar and said coldly, "Don't pull me, I can leave myself!"

"Good boy, I really have a temper. If you want to speak, you can only rely on your own strength and go back to the woodshed!" As he said that, he led Mu Yang back to the woodshed.

There is no glory in the main hall. It is not so much a house, but rather a place blocked with firewood. The cold moonlight shot through the cracks of the firewood. Mu Yang was lying on the firewood. He did not think about sleeping. Every bit of the Chengyuan village poured into his mind. Uncle Gu's kindness, Gu Haonan's care and Jiang Guoan's naughtiness, Gu Changqin has always had a good impression of him. Zi Yu Zhenren in the Sixiang Academy is not as serious as other gentlemen. In addition to teaching them sages, he also taught them to practice martial arts. "Writing can bring pens to peace the world, and martial arts can make the world determined by horses." He has always been talking about him. His education has no ruler or scolding. He only discusses and argues with each other. He is not as serious as his previous gentlemen, and sometimes he even plays with the children.

"If a person can do something well in his life, it will not be a waste of time. Everyone can say anything they want to learn." That was the first lesson Zi Yu Zhenren took.

"I want to be a general, walk all over the world with my sword, eliminate violence and good deeds, and be a great hero!" Gu Haonan's righteous answer received rounds of applause.

"I want to be a rich man. Money can make the devil push the mill. I want to be a rich man!" Sun Chenghua's ambition attracted a burst of ridicule.

Zi Yu Zhenren smiled and said, "It's good to be a rich man, but a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. As long as it doesn't violate morality, it's good to be a rich man!"

"May I have your name!"

"Mu Yang!"

"You are the He Bai Xiaosanyang who drove away ten teachers?" Somehow, when the Zi Yu Zhenren was sent to Sixiang Academy, he already knew that there was a legendary story of a eleven-year-old boy driving away his husband.

"I didn't drive away the sir, they didn't have the ability and couldn't continue to teach and escape by themselves!" Mu Yang also got laughed.

Zi Yu Zhenren nodded and said with a smile, "You have made some sense, then tell me, what do you want to learn?"

"He wants to learn the skills of 'Ten Thousand People'!" Before Mu Yang could answer, the classmates in the classroom answered neatly.

"Okay! The ability of 'Ten Thousand People' is really ambition. The ability of 100 Thousand People' is not easy to learn. This requires the ability to write a pen to the world, the martial arts can be used to determine the world, the wisdom of strategizing, the courage to be brave in the three armies, and the martial arts that cannot be stopped by thousands of men..." Zi Yu Zhenren's kindness and temptation gradually gained the respect and love of everyone.

"Hey, I really shouldn't have contradicted him!" Mu Yang slapped himself fiercely. He was not a hypocrite. He didn't let us go out of the Sixiang Academy. That was to protect us. When we were in danger, he appeared in front of us again. In order to save Jiang Guoan, Sun Chenghua and others, he fought against Scars, but...

All the sins were brought by this Prince of Dead and Scar. If it weren't for them, they would still be studying and practicing calligraphy in Sixiang Academy and could also eat delicious food made by Aunt Gu.

"Dong!" Mu Yang hit the hard wooden board fiercely, as if he wanted to hit all the injustice and anger in his heart on the wooden board, "Destroy my home and kill my relatives, I will not be avenge this revenge!"
Chapter completed!