"Who is it who broke into my non-valley?" A man's scolding voice suddenly sounded at the mouth of the alley next to a yellow mud wall, and I saw a young man in wood-colored clothes sitting in a dilapidated wheelchair, his face was like a crown of jade, and he looked magnificent, and behind him there was a middle-aged man holding the rafters on the back of the wheelchair, and was pushing the wheelchair step by step towards everyone.

"Subordinates, see the valley master. The screaming residents endured the pain and still got up and knelt down on one knee to salute. The little boy ran over with his mouth closed in excitement, leaning against the man in the chair.

The man in the wheelchair waved his hand, signaling that the residents did not need to be polite, and then looked at the two visitors from outside the valley, looked carefully, and said slowly: "I already know the purpose of your coming, but I don't know who told you that we are hiding here." ”

Hao Yunxiao said: "The person who wears the guilt still wants to interrogate others with confidence. Your former head opened the dam and drowned countless of my people, and now it is already the greatest gift of our patriarch to kill you all. ”

The face of the valley lord who was sitting in the wheelchair changed, the rotten guard on the left side of the wheelchair was pressed on it by his hand, and as the left hand tightened, the wooden blocks began to make a slight gurgling sound, and the broken round and scattered sawdust fell down one after another, and he couldn't resist or refute the woman's words, and after a while, he got straight to the point and asked: "Then if you take the little young master, do you know how cruel it is for us." ”

Hao Yunxiao, who had already done his homework before coming, said: "I know that he is your only young master, and he is also the only bloodline of Ao Wutian, if you don't agree, then we have to grab it, I originally disdained to do it with a group of people who have not cultivated, but your breath is different, and cultivation is good." ”

The young man of the valley frowned, thought for a while, and said calmly and without urgency: "Are you threatening me? Even if you find the entrance to the valley, you may not be able to find the exit." In the past, we all took a big step back, and hid here to survive, how many people from the Lingxu Sect died in the hands of your famous and decent family, and now you are aggressive, do you think I should let you leave?"

Qi Xuanyao persuaded: "The valley master is not afraid of casualties, although he is doing it, can you listen to me before you do it." He saw the gap between the two sides, and he inevitably became an "accomplice" to rob people, and the situation was very embarrassing, so he tried to use his mouth as much as possible to solve the things that could be solved with his mouth.

The valley lord looked at the man with his upper body naked, and saw that he was holding a good sword in his hand, and he sensed the breath in the sword. ”

Qi Xuanyao said: "At the beginning, Wulin proposed to stipulate Ling Xuzhang as a forbidden move, but it was the leader of the four clans of Heavenly Dao, and the coaxing of various small sects and small forces could obtain the consensus of the people of the world. According to the Xiong's predecessors, part of the Hao people want to take revenge, and some of them are inexplicably jealous of Ling Xuzhang, as long as the little young master has not learned the arrogant and lawless Ling Xuzhang, even if he is brought to the Hao clan, what can the Hao clan do, and he can't embarrass a seven or eight-year-old child. If the valley lord is hiding, on the contrary, he has given the four heavenly dao clans an excuse to do his best to find that it is a fight and disturbance to find non-entering the valley, let me ask you group of people who are not cultivators, can you compete with them?"

The residents had a resolute look on their faces and a bit of a jade-burning posture, and they all looked at the supreme leader of the valley and listened to his orders.

Gu Master Rong Shoubei glanced at Hao Yunxiao, and said calmly: "You want to use your body as a person to give to others, why should I believe you." ”

Back then, the four clans of the Heavenly Dao took advantage of the public opinion of the forbidden tricks to pour dirty water on Ling Xumen everywhere, especially picking on arrogance. Originally, there was no one in the eyes of the arrogant sky, offended a large number of sects, and the flooding of Luodu added the title of the big devil, and everyone was punished and punished. The implication of Qi Xuanyao's words is to let the holy aunt of the Hao clan personally take the little young master of Ling Xumen to the Hao clan once, and wash away the suspicion of practicing Ling Xuzhang, so that the Hao people will be helpless, and it is possible to let go of the little young master by the public opinion of the outside world, so as to ensure that the people who are not in the valley live safely, which is a good way, but it is not known if it is trustworthy or not, and it is unknown if it is trustworthy and betrayal.

Qi Xuanyao said: "The Hao clan is powerful, the life of the people in the valley is only between the little young master, although I can't guarantee that there is no worry about his life after taking him to the Hao clan, but I and Yunxiao will definitely try our best to save the life of your little young master." ”

Rong Shoubei thought for a while, and then looked at the ignorant young master, a little pity appeared on his face.

The eyes of the residents were projected on the two of them, and they had mixed feelings, and they did not say a word, only sighed.

The valley master in the wheelchair, Rong Shoubei asked the little young master, "Little young master, are you willing to take risks?" his eyes were full of helplessness.

The little young master's eyes flashed with a hint of Qi, and then he nodded, his face as calm as water.

Rong Shoubei was slightly relieved and sighed: "Okay, I promise you, but I want to say a few words to him, you wait a minute." ”

Qi Xuanyao and Hao Yunxiao acquiesced and did not reply.

Rong Shoubei waved his hand, signaling the middle-aged man behind him to push the wheelchair and go to the empty mountain wall cul-de-sac not far away.

The little young master followed closely, and the middle-aged man consciously retreated after giving up the wheelchair, leaving only the young master and the valley master together.

......

"What are you doing in the morning? We haven't been looking for anyone for a long time, are you hiding from your wood carving?" Rong Shoubei's face was serious, and there was a reproach in his words, but his voice was very soft, so soft that people forgot that he was not criticizing other people's mistakes.

"Brother, I'm ......" The little boy who lived in the non-Irigu called the little young master seemed to be a mistake, standing in place stupidly, but quite well-behaved, his eyes looked at the man in Tsing Yi in a wheelchair, he felt very guilty in his heart, and involuntarily pursed his lips.

"How many times have I said that you are not allowed to call me brother again, do you know? Even if there are no outsiders here, even if it is only you and I here, you are not allowed to scream, you are not allowed to hear. This time, the training was a little violent, but the valley master Rong Shoubei, who was staring at the little young master, quickly calmed down, turned the chair wheel, faced one place, looked at the green plants faintly hidden in the smoke in the distance on the right, and said: "How many trees have you cut down to play with statues and other things, I still remember, you are going to leave now, maybe that big tree is like a phoenix nirvana, reborn from the fire, and you are in it." Ze is not going to die, there is a way in heaven?"

There is no way in nature, and only when it is strong can there be a way of heaven at all.

"You smell of swamps, and you went out of the valley?" Rong Shoubei leaned slightly closer to the little boy, pulled a sleeve made of brocade, sniffed it, and asked slowly.

"It's me who is not good at luring the wolf into the house. The little boy blamed himself.

"This one thing, you can't save the situation, don't you remember, I once told you about the little master of our family. Rong Shoubei frowned and said with a keyhole.

The little boy nodded.

"That's good, that's good. Rong Shoubei, who looked silent, muttered to himself.

The little boy who had just been scolded listened to him carefully, quietly looked at the broken left handguard on the wheelchair, and then lowered his head, looking at the undulating chest, his expression was a little strange, as if there was something unspeakable, and his heart seemed to be entangled in the decisiveness of something important.

Rong Shoubei noticed his abnormality and asked seriously, "Zhao'er, what's wrong with you?"

The mood of the silent young master became nervous, and the streamer in his eyes did not know where to project, and when he was about to answer, Rong Shoubei suddenly reached out to his chest and raised a prismatic place.

Gu Zhurong Shoubei touched the bag in his small chest, and pulled out a big stick from it, the stick with the fine carved pattern was about two feet long, like the main fan bone of a window lattice, but the edges and corners were polished to be smooth and slippery, and the big stick made of light red fir wood revealed a strange fragrance, which should be carved by rare fragrant fir wood, and it was quite comfortable to touch, but I didn't know what the little boy who repeatedly disobeyed and wanted to play wood carving was used for.

"Zhao'er, how many times have I said that you just don't listen, right? You are not allowed to play with wood carving, you ...... You want to play, you should be the wind in your ears if my words are in your ears, right?" Rong Shoubei once again reprimanded the little boy standing next to him, looking at the moist eyes under his head, the eyes that were almost about to cry tears, he couldn't help but sigh heavily, and looked at the big stick seriously with a deep eye.

He noticed that this handy stick was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and not only once, but it was not long before he realized that it was very consistent with the handguard of his right hand, and the style was exactly the same, but in the opposite direction, and it was suitable for pressing on the left handguard handle, which had been broken into powder.

The valley lord knew that the wooden stick was used to repair the handle of the wheelchair handguard, and felt that the words of the lesson were heavier, but he did not apologize to his younger brother, but just stroked his little head with a burst of pity.

"Zhao'er, I know you like wood carving very much, but do you know why I don't let you play?"

The little boy smiled when he saw that his brother was no longer angry, but was speaking calmly.

"My eldest brother doesn't let me play, there is a certain reason, I hide from my eldest brother to play, it's my fault. The little boy didn't know where to take out a handful of snowy Qi Bizhen, which was slightly longer than his fingers, and handed it to Rong Shoubei in front of him without thinking.

"Looks like it's time to let you know something. Rong Shoubei, who frowned, took the thing, and then took it seriously.

The little boy's eyes lit up, and he didn't know what he was going to say next, for he had never seen the eldest brother so serious.

Rong Shoubei said meaningfully: "The ancestor of the little young master was arrogant and lawless, almost offended the entire world, Ling Xumen was infinitely beautiful at that time, and most of the people's admiration was secretly jealous, including the four clans of the Heavenly Dao, the Sword Sect, the Ziwei Palace, the Confucian Longyuan Holy Mouth, and so on. The arrogant Ling Xuzhang was based in the rivers and lakes, but it provoked a lot of right and wrong, and after a long time, it caused everyone's crusade. At that time, Ao Wutian happened to die of illness, which coincided with the raising of troops by various sects to ask for guilt, and the receiver of Ling Xumen was Ao Xiaoshuang, the son of Ao Wutian, and Ao Xiaoshuang took the disciples of the whole sect to escape, many of whom were caught up by the Hao clan and died under the knife. Since then, Lingxumen has been weakened, and no longer appears in the rivers and lakes, the owner of the door Ao Xiaoshuang was content with the status quo at that time, not to take revenge and not provoke enemies, just to leave the foundation of Lingxumen, their older generation changed several places to live. The proud little master of the Shuangmen is tired of fighting and killing, but he doesn't know that the rivers and lakes have always been, either today you take a knife to cut me, or tomorrow I grab a sword and run over to stab you. There are also trivial things, and there are many things that help each other when they see injustice, and there are countless people who seek revenge, repay gratitude, and hire countless people.

In order to ensure the safety of his disciples, Ao Xiaoshuang ordered that no one should be found to avenge his father, and that future generations should not be allowed to practice and become a poor and happy commoner and a villager. Our Yuan Xian was the protector of Ling Xumen at that time, and he agreed on the surface, but he was extremely dissatisfied with the practices of the people in the world, and privately passed on the martial arts to his son, so that I was the only cultivator in the whole valley.

Ao Xiaoshuang is based on the world for the sake of future generations, and the first thing he thinks of is how to solve the problem of food and clothing, and protect a group of disciples who depend on each other. ”

"No wonder the little young master is so respected by the people in the valley, it turns out that his ancestors used to be so great and protected the safety of our generations of people. The little boy Rong Zhao'er sighed.