The seventeenth prince got busy, cleared out a vacant lot, picked up some dead branches and leaves, and made a pile. I touched my pocket, turned over my baggage, and cried, "Master, what if there is no fire?"

"Heh!" said in the heart of the ghost: Mortals are trouble!

"Have you practiced your internal skills in vain?"

The Seventeenth Prince remembered that he had practiced internal strength, but what does this have to do with making fire? But when the master said so, he might really be able to use internal strength to make fire. So, the seventeenth prince wanted to try it.

The seventeenth prince tied up his horse, held back his strength, carried his meager internal force, and slammed towards the pyre!

Whew-the firewood is flying!

Ghost Yuzi laughed and said, "Make a fire, not a wind!"

The seventeenth prince pouted and gathered the pyre again: "Master, I have learned this internal skill, but my previous master has never taught me to use internal strength to make a fire! ”

Actually, the ghost ghost doesn't know how to make fire with internal strength, but when he saw the master boiling tea with palm fire, he thought that internal power can make fire.

"Ah~ this... Where is so much nonsense!

The Seventeenth Prince muttered in his heart: I'm afraid you won't be able to! The Seventeenth Prince had no choice but to sharpen the wooden stick at the tip of the root and drill it up. The seventeenth prince had already practiced the sword all the way, his hands were soft and his legs were numb, where could he still have the strength to drill! After perfunctory for a while, the seventeenth prince begged the ghost and said, "Master——"

"How?"

As soon as the seventeenth prince saw that there was a play, he hurriedly ran over, beat his legs and pinched his shoulders, and said: "You see that I have been tired for a day, and you are always merciful, showing a small hand, and letting the apprentice see and understand." ”

Oniyuko was helpless: "Okay!" stood up, although he didn't know how to make a fire, but how many ways to make a fire!

Oni Yuzi decided to use a method that could deter the Seventeen Princes, so as not to be despised by him because he couldn't make fire with internal strength, otherwise it would be difficult to bring it in the future!

Oniyuko picked up a wooden branch, walked to the pyre, and with a stroke, the pyre caught fire.

It's so fast, it's staggering!

"Awesome!" the seventeenth prince couldn't help but admire, "Master is really still Master!"

Ghost Youzi sat down again and said, "If the fire is extinguished, you can drill it yourself!" The Seventeenth Prince hurriedly went to pick up the dead branches and leaves for later use.

At night, the fire crackles. One sits cross-legged, and the other sleeps.

Suddenly, a gust of thief wind blew!

"Fence it off, little ones!"

"Yes!"

Frightened, the seventeenth prince pouted up, mistakenly took the tip of the sword as the hilt, and picked it up randomly: "Who is who?"

And the ghost is indifferent.

The seventeenth prince rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at it: "Mom, why are there so many people?" and shouted, "Master, there are bandits!"

The ghost ghost said leisurely: "It's just a few minions, do you still see them in your eyes?"

As soon as these words came out, those bandits were so angry that the leader chuckled: "Just this kid who can't even take down his sword? Hmph!

"Yes!"

The bandits don't care about the ghosts, and deal with the seventeen princes together. The hard-pressed seventeenth prince hurriedly straightened his sword: "Master-let's not play like this!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Little ones, beat me up!"

The seventeenth prince was surrounded in the middle, facing all kinds of weapons in all directions, and he was a little flustered for a while.

If you go head-to-head one by one, the seventeenth prince is not very afraid, but this group... Two fists are hard to beat four hands!

After a while, the seventeenth prince was beaten several times, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't bear it.

If this continues, I will have to be beaten to death with a stick! I was anxious: "The sword is in full swing!" The thieves fell to the ground in a daze, touched their heads, and touched their bodies: It's okay, they're all here!

"Boy, you're doing something!" the leader stood up, "Little guys, he's just bluffing, give it to me!"

The Seventeenth Prince really couldn't do it, that move was already his limit, and in the face of another siege by the thieves, the Seventeenth Prince could only shout: "Master, help!"

"Hear me! Kill the pigs? so loudly!" the ghost stood up: "It has no form, but no power." It still needs to be strengthened!" said, pointing at the sword together: "Sword vertical and six!"

The thieves are all in ambush, and the chestnuts are not stopped!

"Damn! he's a master!"

Oni Yuzi said, "What's the matter? My sword finger is shorter than your wooden sword, right?"

"That must be Master's power! As far as Master's sword is concerned, I dare to say that no one in the world can beat it!"

"Hmph! Flim tongue!" "Ghost Yuzi turned to the thief and said, "If you want to go, hurry up! If you don't want to leave, you will be accompanied by a few more moves!"

Boom - a group of people disappeared into the night in an instant, without a trace.

"Don't compare!

"Hey, Master, wait for me!"

The moon and stars are scarce, and the mountains and forests are quiet. Suddenly, the two of them broke in, startling a crow.

"Master, how do I feel that my sword is a little different from yours?"

"Feel it?"

"Well, this trick you use gives me the feeling that it is powerful and invincible. And when I use it ... Hiss~ How do you say it? Anyway, I don't have that feeling like you!"

Ghost Youzi said: "Everyone's sword moves are different. What you feel is the artistic conception I expressed, and it is also the understanding of this trick. As for you, you haven't practiced the artistic conception yet, and I don't know what it's like. But looking at your moves, there is a feeling of being ethereal and going with your heart. Maybe this is the mood you yearn for!"

The Seventeenth Prince silently said: Yes, when will I be able to fly in the sky and the sea?

Walking through the mountains, it is the endless grassland. The Seventeenth Prince said with a bitter face: "Master, when will this arrive!"

Ghost Youzi said: "It's early! However, if the foot is faster, we should be able to reach Mo Nan before dark." Once there, you can play for a few days. ”

"Mo Nan, isn't that your hometown? Okay! Then let's hurry up!" the Seventeenth Prince became excited.

"But your sword can't stop!"

"Ahh

At sunset, the afterglow is lightly sprinkled, dyeing the vast grassland. In the place where the ghost ghost fell, Mu Qi, who had finished practicing, looked at the sunset for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "It's not as beautiful as the sunset that day!"

That day, under the colorful sky and the sunset, the father-in-law, himself and the old sheep in the golden afterglow.

"Do you miss your father-in-law again?" asked the old sheep.

"Maybe I'm not thinking about him, I'm nostalgic for those days!"

"Alas, the sunset is really melancholy!" said the old sheep with a sad face, shaking his head.

"Poof-" Mu Qi was amused by his expression, "This melancholy is quite presentable!"

"Huh, what? I can't be melancholy?"

"Okay, you can be melancholy! I'll call you a melancholy sheep in the future, okay?"

"Humph!"

The setting sun disappears into the mountains, leaving no trace of light.

Mu Qi said: "Melancholy sheep, let's go?"

"Hey—Muki, look!" cried the old sheep excitedly.

Mu Qi didn't care, and said, "Could it be that another person can't fall down?"

I saw that at the end of the vast grassland, two people ran over: "Ah! Father-in-law!

Mu Qi completely ignored the seventeenth prince beside Ghost Youzi, and pounced on Ghost Youzi: "Father-in-law, you are finally back!"

"Oops!" Oni Yuzi smiled, "I haven't seen you for a few months, but the kid is a lot stronger!"

Lao Yang said with a dissatisfied face on the side: "Get out of the way!

Mu Qi said: "Okay!

Lao Yang's face turned red and his mouth pouted: "Hmph! Lao Tzu doesn't feel it anymore." ”

Oniyuko smiled, "Okay, wait until you feel the feeling to come and greet your sheep hug!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that the three of them were so happy, the seventeenth prince on the side was dissatisfied: "There is still a person here!

Only then did Mu Qi discover: Oh, there is still a person here! The old sheep also looked surprised: How can there be another person here?

Ghost Youzi said embarrassedly: "I forgot for a while, let me introduce, this is the seventeenth prince, you can call him seventeen brothers." ”

"Hello Seventeen Brothers!" Mu Qi greeted politely.

Lao Yang said disapprovingly: "He is the seventeenth, I am the eldest, and Mu Qi is the second, shouldn't he call us eldest brother, second brother?"

Mu Qi smiled: "With your IQ, you still want to be someone else's big brother every day!"

The four of them laughed and walked towards Mu Qi's house.