Because he has been practicing martial arts with Uncle Ying and Zhang Hu since he was a child, Mo Xiaohe is now very tall and his body looks strong.

Although he was only fourteen years old, his face was very old, and his sharp and oval eyes were very clear and bright, so he didn't look like a teenager, but like a twenty-year-old guy.

Or get used to taking care of everything by yourself since you were a child, and learn to protect yourself and protect your sister from a young age. Mo Xiaohe's personality has become very cautious, he has very few words, and he rarely sees a smile on his face with clear water chestnuts and some delicate faces, even if he laughs, it is also the kind of silent smile, not shy, nor lively.

Mo Xiaohe has no father or mother, only one sister who doesn't go out all day long, and he has no backer, but the children in this village, and even many children in the entire Shili Street, dare not bully him.

When Mo Xiaohe was younger, he would use that small body to drag a big bag of things he bought back every morning, dragging one step at a time, and his little face was twisted like a bitter melon.

Seeing that Mo Xiaohe is so shabby, the adults are fine, but the children are terrible.

The children with skin points would grab the stones on the ground and smash them all over Mo Xiaohe's body, or touch Mo Xiaohe's face, head, and even Mo Xiaohe's birds when he was carrying things, and even scold beggars, orphans, squeezing his eyebrows and laughing at him.

At that time, of course, Mo Xiaohe would be angry, but he was small and dragged a large bag of his distressed family in his hand, when he was angry, he stopped at most and stared at his eyes, bared his teeth, and couldn't do anything to take people...... It's just that he stares at people a lot, so that now as long as his eyes move, there is always a feeling that he is intimidating others.

When Mo Xiaohe was older, because he learned a little martial arts from Uncle Ying and Zhang Hu, no matter how much the children dared to be skinny, he would have to do it.

And he never made any serious moves, the children of Shili Street, and even many children in Shili Town, were beaten by him.

Beat people up a lot, there will always be some super calf care parents come to the house to make trouble, when the trouble is unreasonable, as soon as the wild child, no father, no mother and no one to raise a scolding.

At this time, Mo Xiaohe was not afraid, nor was he angry, and he did not reply when he was scolded...... He would only straighten up, stand at the door of his house, his hands on his waist, his eyes staring at others without blinking, like a little warrior, ready to fight for his life at any time.

Mo Xiaohe's sister Mo Xiaoyan is also funny, when Mo Xiaohe was scolded, she didn't reply as usual, just sat quietly in her bedroom, embroidered her couplet, and turned a deaf ear.

Adults don't dare to go overboard.

It's really too much, Mo Xiaoyan, who was a little stupid, threw out a few copper plates from the window, and his voice was faint, every time it was the same sentence, "Take it! Get out!"

After Mo Xiaoyan finished scolding, the next thing was Aunt Ying, she would drag her round body, twist her ass and twist it out, and return ten times the words that others had scolded just now.

If those who make trouble still refuse to back down.

At this time, Uncle Ying, who was sitting at the door of his house fan, would ask for it, his neck would rise, his eyes would widen, and the last famous sentence would even shout.

The troublemakers didn't dare to move anymore.

Anyway, the people of Shili Street quarrel more unreasonable than anyone else.

However, Mo Xiaohe has rarely heard Uncle Ying shouting that unreasonable sentence.

Ten years have passed, Uncle Ying is old, and he can't shout what to do, Mo Xiaohe is also big, and his prestige has also come out, no one provokes him, and Uncle Ying will never have the opportunity to shout that sentence anymore.

Now Uncle Ying is resting at sunset, and the sunrise is also resting...... The old couple now even eats, unwashed clothes, and all kinds of housework at home are all taken care of by Mo Xiaohe. Uncle Ying can't do it anymore, although Aunt Ying is still very tiger-mouthed, her hands and feet are not good.

Of course, Mo Xiaohe has heard many legends about Uncle Ying from others, saying that he is the upper body of the Buddha, the upper body of the ancestor, the peerless master, and the retired general...... In fact, Uncle Ying is nothing.

Uncle Ying is just an ordinary warrior who can't be more ordinary.

Uncle Ying's mother couldn't afford to raise him since he was a child, so he didn't want him anymore, and after his adoptive father died, he herded cattle for people, and at the age of twelve, he went to war with the expedition.

Since the age of twelve, Uncle Ying has spent many years on the battlefield and in the barracks.

In the most tragic battle, the whole army died so that only he was left.

What he experienced was hardships and hardships, great life and death, great love and hatred, great joy and sorrow, great parting and great separation...... He's just a swordsman, an abandoned swordsman.

The voices of those horses have fallen in the distant wilderness, and the broken sword in his hand can no longer stain the rusty blood...... He let go of the sword with his right hand, and his left hand could no longer hold this life, and he could no longer understand the sophistication of this small family in the world.

He may only vaguely remember that when the black clouds were about to destroy the city, he sang on his horse, raised his long sword in his hand in the narrow path and slit with the enemy, and shouted "Who is it!

The blood of the first half of his life was hot and boiling, but now that it is cold, it has coagulated, and there is nothing that can ignite his coagulated blood.

This is Uncle Ying, an ordinary Uncle Ying who was born in a small village, has no culture, does not understand human feelings, and can no longer be soiled.

Mo Xiaohe misses very much the way Uncle Ying learned swords, messed around with Uncle Ying, and listened to Uncle Ying's stories in those years, when Uncle Ying was full of energy and high spirits, as well as the appearance of a husband when he practiced swords, and he also liked his appearance.

But now Uncle Ying gave his sword to Mo Xiaohe, but he rested at sunset and sunrise.

Mo Xiaohe misses Uncle Ying very much, such as in the dead of night, such as now.

It's night.

In the dark night, Zhang Ji's grocery store was very lively, but the silent Mo Xiaohe rarely went to join in the fun, he sat side by side with Mo Xiaoyan in Mo Xiaoyan's bedroom, one wrote one person's couplet, one person stabbed one person's phoenix, and no one bothered anyone.

Mo Xiaoyan stabbed very seriously, there seemed to be no impurities in his clear eyes, Mo Xiaohe also wrote very seriously, but Mo Xiaohe concentrated part of his energy on the Zhang Ji grocery store next door.

Because Mo Xiaohe knew that the person was back.

Children before the age of five generally have no memory, but Mo Xiaohe remembers the incident that happened when he was four years old very clearly.

I still remember that the man was tall, his skin was very dark, and his sword eyebrows were very scary, especially the scar on his eyebrows, especially when the man lifted him from Mo Xiaohe's feet, the fierce murderous aura in this person's eyes, and the bright knife hidden on this person's waist, especially when this person used the bright one to pierce Mo Xiaohe's body.

That man was the old shrimp.

Mo Xiaohe knew that Lao Shrimp would definitely come back, and he was also ready for this day, ready to let Uncle Ying stain his sword with some blood.

Uncle Ying is already old, and he has to go up.

While Mo Xiaohe was thinking, a figure jumped over from Mo Xiaohe's wall, that figure was very fat, and he was carrying a big knife in his hand.