Zhong Hou carried a nail rake on his shoulder and walked towards the town step by step.

His goal is very clear, the first is to find a way to make himself stronger, only if he becomes a powerful immortal, can he have the possibility of revenge in the future, otherwise even if the enemy stands in front of him, he can only stare dryly.

Although he had had this idea before, first, he couldn't leave his lonely father to go out alone, and secondly, he had no way. Now that there is no concern, it is natural to go outside.

Second, what he had to do at the same time was to find out where the enemy was, and the only clue was the word 'Baile' on the hilt of the broken sword.

Suppressing the grief and indignation in his heart, Zhong Hou came to the teacher's house.

Zhong Hou only knew that the teacher's surname was Zhou, and he had been selling wine in the town for decades, and everyone called him 'Uncle Zhou'.

When Zhong Hou was first brought to the town by his father to buy wine, Zhou Bo saw that Zhong Hou was smart by nature, so he had the idea of accepting students.

Then, Zhong Hou became a student of Zhou Bo in a daze...

Then, Zhong Hou inevitably became addicted to alcohol. . .

"Teacher. ”

"Why are you here again, didn't you just beat twenty pounds of wine a few days ago? Don't think about it, it must be you rabbit cub who has secretly drunk it again, be careful that your father spanks your ass." Zhou Bo scolded with a smile.

When Zhong Hou heard this, a burst of sadness hit him in his heart, and tears couldn't help but fall.

Before Zhou Bo could ask the reason, Zhong Hou took out a slender thing from his arms, carefully opened the outer layers of packages, and handed over the inner hilt.

Zhong Hou wiped his tears and asked, "Teacher, take a look and see if you can see the origin of this sword hilt." ”

Zhou Bo had never seen anyone, and he knew what was going on as soon as he saw Zhong Hou's appearance, but he didn't ask for the time being, so he took the hilt of the sword and looked at it carefully.

This is a broken sword, the hilt of the sword is only a finger long, the sword body is smooth but not unusual, the most special thing is the word 'Baile' engraved on the hilt.

Seeing the word, Zhou Bo frowned, thought for a moment before shaking his head, and said, "I don't know." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't know each other, Zhong Hou was slightly disappointed.

After that, he took out the white jade beads and handed them over, hoping to get some information from Zhou Bo's mouth.

The moment the white jade beads appeared, several brilliant flashes flashed in Zhou Bo's eyes.

What is it?

Why is there such a pure Starlight fluctuation?

Unfortunately, it seems to be broken, and the damage is very serious...

It's a pity.,If I could get this thing back then.,Maybe the hidden dangers on my body won't be left.。。。

Uncle Zhou's face changed and changed, and finally he let out a long sigh, and his demeanor returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Zhong Hou noticed something unusual, so he asked urgently: "Teacher, do you know anything, tell me quickly." ”

"Tell me what happened. ”

In the face of his teacher, Zhong Hou did not hide it at all, and told the tragedy in the village in detail.

"Guhai... The Old Devil of the Ancient Sea... Baile... White jade beads... Gu Hai had heard of a place that was far, far away, far away, so far away that it would be impossible for you to reach it in your lifetime. Zhou Bo muttered to himself and shook his head.

Seeing Zhou Bo shaking his head and sighing, Zhong Hou's heart was full of loss.

Furukai is the only useful piece of information, but it's no different from nothing.

Zhou Bo suddenly thought of something, his expression became more serious than ever, and asked, "Hou'er, are you going to take revenge on your father?"

"The revenge of killing one's father is not shared, how can there be no reason not to repay it. ”

Uncle Zhou was not surprised by this answer, nodded, but then stopped talking, just pacing back and forth.

Half-ringing, Zhou Bo never made up his mind, and could only sigh heavily.

Zhong Hou was beside him, looking at the other party blankly, not understanding what the other party was doing.

Zhou Bo sighed again before taking the white jade bead and turning away, without explaining anything to Zhong Hou from then on.

Zhong Hou waited for a day before Zhou Bo reappeared, and at this time he had an extra necklace made of unknown metal in his hand. The necklace was inlaid with a bead, which was the white jade bead full of cracks.

"At no time, this necklace should not be left by your side. I'll teach you another mantra that can save your life if you encounter a life-and-death crisis. Uncle Zhou solemnly put on the necklace for Zhong Hou and told him very seriously.

Although he didn't know why, Zhong Hou carefully put away the necklace.

After reciting the mantra several times and making sure that Zhong Hou had firmly remembered it, Zhou Bocai continued: "I understand your current mood, but you can't force everything, and there may be unexpected surprises if you go with the flow."

I'll write you a letter when you go back, you take the letter to Anyang City to find Situ Fu of the Situ family, he is my friend for many years, and he will take good care of you. If the opportunity comes, the Situ family will be the starting point for your revenge. If the opportunity does not come, you can stay in Situ's house in peace and put aside the matter of revenge for the time being. ”

Although he couldn't get any useful information, Zhou Bo's encouragement and support still gave Zhong Hou a lot of confidence.

Bidding farewell to Uncle Zhou, he carefully put away the letter, rewrapped the hilt of the sword, and carried the nail rake to Anyang City in Uncle Zhou's mouth.

"It's not that I'm selfish, the teacher's enemies are too many, if you pass on the exercises, if you are discovered by the teacher's enemies in the future, it will harm you. If you are destined to be extraordinary, you have your own opportunities. Looking at the back of Zhong Hou leaving, Zhou Bo could only silently bless.

Anyang City is seventy or eighty kilometers away from the town, and Zhong Hou had heard his father talk about it before, but he had never been there once, and he didn't know where it was.

On the official road, in addition to Zhong Hou, there are countless pedestrians and business travelers.

And these people, without exception, are all pointing at Zhong Hou, as if they are looking at some cherished animal.

What they saw was not Zhong Hou's earthy coarse linen, not his muddy cloth shoes, not his sturdy figure of less than 1.7 meters, nor his handsome face with clear and sunny water chestnuts, not to mention his dusty and very honest image.

Their gazes, without exception, all fell on Zhong Hou's right arm.

The most conspicuous thing is the nail rake he carries on his right shoulder. At the same time, because the right hand rested on the nail rake, a strange mark on the arm was revealed.

If an agricultural nail rake appears in the field and countryside, it will definitely not be noticed. It's a bit strange to just appear on an official road, on a road leading to a big city, and to have such a scene.

However, Zhong Hou didn't think there was anything strange about walking on the official road with a nail rake, and this nail rake was the only tool, the only partner, and the only toy he had ever been sensible, and it was impossible to leave anything behind.

And that mark was born with Zhong Hou, and everyone only regarded it as a birthmark, and didn't take it too seriously.

It's just that other people's birthmarks are irregular pieces, but his birthmark is a very perfect pattern.

This pattern is composed of six small dots, arranged in the shape of a bucket, like a symbol, and like an ancient text, which makes people wonder through.

Zhong Hou ignored the strange eyes of passers-by and hurried on his own.