Chu Mo flew up into the sky again, not even having the time to bid farewell to his grandfather.
However, he also understood that after being intimidated by the Demon King, Zhao Hongzhi basically wouldn't dare to find trouble with his grandfather.
Even if his grandfather were to lead troops into battle again, Zhao Hongzhi would have to send disciples to protect his grandfather in secret.
This was because the Demon King had said that even if something happened to his grandfather on the battlefield, it would be Zhao Hongzhi's fault.
Chu Mo couldn't help but admire the Demon King's methods. It was really brilliant.
It seemed that the saying 'evil people need to be tortured by evil people' was not false at all.
The Demon King brought Chu Mo and flew towards the west of the setting sun for three days straight.
At first, Chu Mo could still roughly know where he was, but after a day, he was completely confused.
He didn't know where he was at all.
Finally, the Demon King stopped above a vast mountain range.
Then, the two of them landed on one of the verdant mountains.
From the sky, Chu Mo could see clearly that this mountain range had a radius of 10,000 miles!
As far as the eye could see, the mountains were undulating and majestic. Even from high up in the sky, he couldn't see the end of it.
He had never even heard of such a mountain range in this world.
And their current location was in the center of this mountain range.
After the Demon King put Chu Mo down, he took out a saw, an axe, a hammer, and some other tools used by carpenters, as well as some daily necessities such as fire sickles and rice flour.
He casually threw them in front of Chu Mo. "Go, build a wooden house yourself."
"Master, where did you conjure these things from?" Chu Mo looked at the Demon King curiously.
"Why do you have so many questions?" The Demon King replied Coldly. Then, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
"Master, where are you going?" Seeing the Demon King leave, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
Who knows what kind of ferocious beasts were in this deep mountain forest?
Besides, although he grew up in the army, he knew quite a lot of things.
But when it came to building a wooden house, he had no experience at all.
"Master … Master … How do we build this wooden house?"
Chu Mo shouted at the top of his lungs.
His voice traveled far, echoing through the mountains.
The Demon King's voice came from an unknown direction. "Up to you. You're staying here anyway!"
"I …" Chu Mo was completely speechless this time.
With such a master, what else could he do?
Looking at the pile of common carpenter tools on the ground, Chu Mo's mouth twitched violently. He couldn't help but mutter, "Where did these come from? Was Master a carpenter in the past? "
On this mountain, towering trees could be seen everywhere.
Chu Mo didn't even need to move his feet. He just needed to gather the materials on the spot.
After that, Chu Mo, who had been apprenticed to an expert, began his clumsy carpentry career.
On the first day, a lot of big trees were felled.
But he had no idea what to do next.
On the second day, he spent most of the day building a triangular shack. In the end, it was blown down by the strong wind before the heavy rain.
Then, the heavy rain came. If Chu Mo hadn't found a cave in advance, the rice and other food would have been completely soaked.
Chu Mo sat in the pitch-black cave and stared blankly at the messy shack. With a depressed look, he fell asleep unknowingly.
He didn't even have the mood to eat dinner.
On the third day, early in the morning, the sun shone brightly, dispelling the morning dew. The air in the mountain forest was extremely fresh.
Chu Mo crawled out of the cave in a daze. He found a very beautiful wooden house in front of him.
Although the wooden house wasn't very big, it was definitely enough for a few people to live in.
Chu Mo rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw.
Then, he saw Demon King sitting on a small wooden stump at the door of the wooden house. He was tidying up a huge beast that he had never seen before.
"Mas … Master, you built this wooden house?" Chu Mo asked in disbelief.
"Hmph, do you think others are as stupid as you? They can't even build a wooden house! "Demon King replied Coldly and asked," Do you know how to cook? "
Chu Mo nodded. "Yes!"
"Oh?" Demon King glanced at Chu Mo. "I hate lying!"
"I didn't lie!" Chu Mo said angrily. "I grew up in the army. Every time before Grandpa went to war, he would put me in the cooks' army. I learned how to cook a long time ago!"
"Moreover, my cooking skills are very good!"
"Oh." Demon King replied faintly. "Go and cook this meat."
"Also, I will recite a mnemonic formula. After the meal is done, you have to recite it. I will test you."
With that, Demon King recited a mnemonic formula.
This mnemonic formula was awkward. Although there were only three hundred words, it was the first time Chu Mo had heard of many of them.
He didn't know how to write it, nor did he understand what it meant.
However, after Demon King recited it once, he closed his mouth and turned to enter the wooden house.
"This room is mine. Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter. Your room is over there. The kitchen is in the middle."
With that, Demon King closed the door with a bang.
Leaving Chu Mo alone, staring at a huge beast corpse in a daze.
Cooking … this was naturally not a problem.
But that mnemonic formula … he didn't even remember thirty words!
And Master actually said that he would test him after cooking …
Can you not be so overboard!
Chu Mo rushed to Demon King's room and said, "Master … can you say it again? There are so many words, I don't understand what they mean, and I don't know how to write them! "
Demon King's room was silent. There was no sound at all.
No matter how Chu Mo shouted, there was no response.
Chu Mo was furious. He simply walked over and wanted to push the door open.
But just as he reached the door, he felt as if there was an invisible wall that directly bounced him back.
Chu Mo was completely dumbfounded. Emotions were still defensive. Then after shouting for so long, Demon King probably didn't even hear him.
Or he simply couldn't be bothered to listen!
Chu Mo was stunned for a while, then mumbled, "Hmph, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I will slowly recall it myself! I don't believe it! "
Then, as Chu Mo cooked, he kept recalling the mnemonic formula that Demon King said.
To be able to be looked upon favorably by Demon King, Chu Mo's talent naturally didn't need to be mentioned. His intelligence was also quite sufficient.
He swiftly processed the meat. After washing it, he began to put it into the pot.
He couldn't help but admire Demon King's ability. In just one night, he built this wooden house quite well.
There were all kinds of seasonings in the kitchen.
Chu Mo was very curious. Where did his master conjure these things from? Could it be that he had the legendary storage ring?
"Is there really such a thing in this world?" Chu Mo really wanted to ask his master, but he reckoned that it would be in vain. Demon King definitely wouldn't answer him.
Soon, the fragrance wafted out and filled the entire wooden house.
The moment the food was cooked, the door to Demon King's room creaked open, revealing the pale face of Demon King without any expression.
"So punctual!" Chu Mo praised in his heart.
However, Demon King's next words made all of Chu Mo's good mood instantly disappear.
"Where's the mnemonic formula? Have you memorized it? "
"I …" Chu Mo gazed at the Demon Lord's ice-cold face and silently cursed, You don't have the slightest sense of humanity.
"I only memorized half of it …"
As Chu Mo spoke, he began to recite.
His memory was still very strong. Although there were some stumbles, he still successfully recited half of the mnemonic formula.
If this kind of ability was placed in the secular world, even in the top academies, he would probably be regarded as a genius.
This was because Demon King only recited it once from the beginning to the end, and there were still many words that were difficult to understand.
Chu Mo didn't understand at all!
Under such circumstances, he was still able to recite half of it. Even the strictest teacher would probably praise him a few times.
Chu Mo was also somewhat pleased.
However …
Here at Demon King's side.
There would never be any praise.
Bang!
Chu Mo felt a burning pain in his buttocks. Then, his body unknowingly flew up.
He flew out through the opened window of the wooden hut.
He directly landed beside a spring hundreds of meters away from the wooden hut and fell hard to the ground.
His buttocks almost broke into eight pieces!
Fortunately, the ground beside the spring was soft soil. If he fell on a stone, he would probably fall to his death.
Then, two huge wooden barrels flew over and landed beside Chu Mo.
Demon King's voice sounded in Chu Mo's ear. "Stupid as a pig, and you still have the face to be proud? Today is just the lightest lesson. I'll say it again. If you still can't remember it completely, there will be hard days ahead! "
"This is too much!" Chu Mo rubbed his buttocks, stood up and said angrily, "You are simply torturing people! How can there be a teacher like you? "
However, Demon King simply ignored him. That mnemonic formula sounded again.
Chu Mo wanted to complain a little more, but when he heard the mnemonic formula, he immediately shut his mouth.
Because it wasn't that he had never experienced Demon King's methods … He knew that he was a cold-blooded and ruthless guy.
Previously, he could still stand firm and not lower his head, but now … he had completely fallen into his hands.
Soon, Demon King finished reciting that mnemonic formula.
"Before dinner, if you still can't remember it completely, I'll beat you up first, and then you don't have to eat dinner!"
"But you have to do it!"
"Bring two buckets of water first!"
Chu Mo's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.
He felt that these days were simply unbearable. There was no light at all!
Carrying two large buckets of water back to the wooden hut, Chu Mo walked into the kitchen and took a look. His nose almost crooked from anger.
The rice and meat he made didn't have any soup left!
Chu Mo's stubbornness also came up. He thought to himself, "You don't want to let me eat it, right? I won't eat it then! "
At that moment, he sat there and began to silently recite that mnemonic formula.
Soon, the sun set and it was time to cook dinner.
Demon King walked out of the room again. His face was still stiff and serious. He looked at Chu Mo and said, "Recite it for me!"
Chu Mo didn't look at him and directly began to recite.
It had to be said that after being stimulated by Demon King, Chu Mo's memory ability had unknowingly increased a little.
Even Chu Mo himself felt it.
More than 300 words, this time, he only got three words wrong!
It was really quite good!
But …
"Do you know how stupid you are?" Demon King snorted coldly. He dragged Chu Mo out and gave him a good beating.
After the beating, except for his face, Chu Mo's whole body seemed to have been torn apart.
"Get up later and cook for me!"
Demon King threw this sentence and turned to return to his room.
Chu Mo lay on the ground and didn't even want to move. He gritted his teeth and muttered, "The strictest teacher in this world isn't like you … Ouch, you are also my teacher. Si si … It hurts so much!"
That kind of pain went deep into his soul, but there was no fatal injury at all!
It couldn't even be seen on the surface.
But the amazing thing was that after a while, the pain actually disappeared.
It was just that that kind of feeling, Chu Mo didn't even want to recall it.
It was too scary!
That night, Chu Mo still didn't get to eat. After cooking for Demon King, he was chased to his room.
At the same time, he threw him a thick book and a big dry flatbread. He didn't know where it came from. It was very magical.
"This is a dictionary!"
"Memorize it!"
"Don't find excuses for not being able to read in the future!"
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