Hua Rou carried a broom back to the sweeping room and had just walked into the backyard when she ran into Tang Xiao, who was coming out of that strange house.

  "Tang Xiao, brother." Hua Rou called out softly, waving her hand.

  Tang Xiao quickly walked up to her side: "I heard that your poison room has been having problems with submitting materials recently, can't you complete the task?"

  Hua Rou was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

  Since this matter originated from Tang Xiao, it naturally cannot be dragged into him, so Hua Rou denied it.

  "It's better if there isn't any, but it's still good to take as many materials from the old house as possible, after all, the cost of renovation is quite high."

  "I understand."

  "Right, you've been busy gathering herbs and didn't have time for lessons, after these days when you're done being busy, I'll teach you new things..."

  "No need!" Hua Rou hastily waved her hand: "That... Master said that after this, he will teach us new things, and probably won't have time to ask for advice from Senior Brother for the time being..."

  Tang Xiao paused for a moment: "Then you should focus on learning your skills, anyway, when you have free time and want to recognize characters, just go to Yao Mountain to find me during my patrol."

  "Alright, thank you, senior brother!"

  Tang Xiao smiled slightly and was about to say something, but after glancing forward, he immediately leaped out of the poisonous courtyard.

  At this time, Zi Hua walked into the backyard with a look of impatience on his face, came to Huā Róu's side and threw her a new collection list: "Hurry up".

  Zi Hua finished speaking and left, Hua Rou glanced at the list in her hand, put down the broom and slung the basket on her back, rushing towards Yao Shan. As soon as she arrived at the medicine field, she saw Mu Junwu bending over to examine the herbs.

  "Brother Mu?" Hua Rou was somewhat surprised. Mu Junwu had promised to teach her and said he would find time to come to the mountain, but she didn't expect him to come so soon.

  Hua Rou quickly ran to Mu Junwu's side: "You came so early?"

  "Brother, how many characters have you learned?"

  "Uh... I don't know many, but I can understand some."

  "Since you're here to learn, I'll teach you the skills related to the Tang Sect."

  Murong Yu said, stretching out his hand. Hua Rou was taken aback for a moment, thought for a few seconds, and then put her own hand into Murong Yu's hand, looking at him with an uncomprehending curious gaze.

  "Scroll."

  "Ah?" Hua Rou was stunned, because as soon as she touched Mu Junwu's warm and cool hand, her heart began to beat wildly. The feeling wasn't excitement or agitation, but a kind of inexplicable unease.

  "What I want is your scroll, not your hand."

  After Mu Junwu's helpless emphasis, Hua Rou awkwardly blushed and withdrew her hand to retrieve the scroll and handed it over to him.

  I opened the scroll and scanned its contents, but at first glance I noticed the blurred ink marks and teardrops on it.

  At this moment, he seemed to see Hua Rou's tears, saw the words that became the mud on her life path; saw the poisonous house disciples' bullying and disdain towards her, saw the helplessness that flowed out of her eyes unintentionally.

  Heart, with bitterness.

  In the old days, those inexpressible grievances and darkness poured out, like dark clouds shrouding him, making him feel as if he was standing on the edge of an icy abyss.

  I'll roll up the scroll and put it away: "After you go back, use a charcoal stick to circle out all the characters on this scroll that you know. Starting from tomorrow, I will teach you those you don't recognize."

  He finished speaking and hastily handed the scroll to Hua Rou, picked up his bag and turned around to leave, he wanted to find a place to calm down the annoyance in his heart.

  "Wait, Mu Ge!"

  Hua Rou quickly caught up, not only pulling on his arm but also carefully scanning their surroundings before rushing to whisper to Mu Qian Wu: "Big Brother Mu, have you been feeling unwell lately?"

  "What do you mean?"

  Hua Rou bit her lip: "I don't say it very clearly, but I... I always feel that your body now is not as good as before!"

  I stared at Hua Rou for a few seconds: "I'm remaking the Five Elements Formation for the Tang Sect, I need to find the most suitable poison to put in the formation. Perhaps I've come into contact with too many poisons recently."

  Hua Rou said worriedly: "So that's how it is, then you must be careful! Otherwise, I..."

  "Don't worry about my business." Mu Junwu stared at Hua Rou, his usual cold eyes with a hint of warning: "And... don't go spreading rumors around."

  You took a step forward and walked away, Hua Rou's face was slightly sullen as she pouted, muttering in a low voice: "I've never told anyone before, including the things you taught me."

  You heard it clearly, but didn't respond, and at this moment his heart is filled with uncontrollable suspicion:

  Is she really sensitive, or... is she testing me?

  ……

  From this day on, Mu Junwu began to teach Hua Rou embroidery stitch by stitch.

  In the early morning, the fields of Yao Mountain were empty, and Mu Junwu had Hua Rou practice her moves in front of him. He would point out a few things, and when Hua Rou didn't understand something, Mu Junwu would take her hand and guide her through it step by step.

  At noon, Yao Shan was not crowded with people coming and going. Mu Junwu went to busy herself, Hua Rou was learning from picking herbs, if there was something she didn't understand, she would wait for Mu Junwu to come over or go find her to ask.

  At dusk, after handing over the materials, Hua Rou would take advantage of their absence to sneak into the ear room and learn characters and texts with Mu Junwu.

  I don't teach you like Tang Xiao, who teaches words one by one, just teaching the sound, meaning and writing. Instead, every time I teach a word, I use classics to illustrate its origin, so not only does Ruo Yu recognize the character and understand its meaning, but she also learns many things she didn't know before, and truly comes to realize how little she knows about this world.

  "Those who are easily affected have no stability; those who are stable have no feelings."

  The flower softly reads and recites, then looks at Mu Junwu: "You are a determined person."

  "Really?"

  Hua Rou: "Of course! You're always so serious and rarely bother with people, that's already pretty apathetic!"

  I raised my hand and gently tapped on Hua Rou's forehead: "Nonsense."

  "Did I say anything wrong?"

  "This feeling refers to sensitivity, the more sensitive a person is, the more their energy and attention are focused on how others perceive them and whether they have control."

  Hua Rou twisted her mouth: "Namo big brother, are you a sensitive person?"

  Longing for you, I have fallen silent.

  Sensitive, when is he not sensitive?

  In such a place of intrigue and deception, being sensitive and suspicious had become the norm. He too had once been innocent, and had once recklessly showcased his talents, but in the end, what did he get except for hurt?

  Perhaps I will always be three feet away from others!

  "Brother Mu?" Seeing Mu Jun not responding, Hua Rou called out to him again in a gentle and cautious tone.

  "Hua Rou, remember one thing. When discussing with intelligent people, don't argue with petty ones. I'm not a stubborn person, just unwilling to waste time getting entangled in meaningless disputes."

  "Alright, I've said all I need to say. Now it's up to you to think about it carefully!" Mu Jun walked towards the door of the house.

  Admiring you, I left. Hua Rou was stunned, holding a pen and scribbling out these ten words on paper in a twisted manner. Afterwards, she stared at these ten words, feeling the annoyance that had been pent up deep within her heart disappear.

  I won't waste my time arguing with those people, I should focus on improving myself and getting stronger, then I can figure out the cause of my parents' and relatives' deaths.

  Hua Rou continued to lower her head and practice writing, while at this time in the courtyard of the Jia Ye Fang, Tang Fei Yan was asking several disciples of the Jia Ye Fang.

  "Are you sure she's been with Mu Junwu recently?"