As soon as winter arrives, the weather begins to get colder and the sun rises later than usual. As soon as the sky dawned, there were basically few people on the streets of a city in the south of Huaxia, and many people were still sleeping in their warm quilts, but a morning exercise park in the city was already very lively.

The vast majority of people who exercise in the morning are elderly middle-aged and elderly people, who are stretching, or walking in the morning, or playing badminton, or exercising at the fitness equipment...... According to the different ways of exercising, everyone formed small teams and scattered in various locations in the park.

At this time, in a corner of the park, more than a dozen uncles and aunts wearing black and white practice clothes with the two big characters "Tai Chi" printed on their clothes were gathered together, accompanied by the melodious light music played in the stereo placed in front of everyone and were warming up.

One of the old men, who was stretching his body, inadvertently turned his head and found a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old and about 1.75 meters tall and slightly emaciated, strolling towards their place, but seeing that he was dressed in an old but neat and clean plain white practice uniform, which was particularly conspicuous in the morning air. The old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately waved his hand and shouted hello to the young man.

"Teacher Xiao Mu, you're here! We're all about to start practicing boxing. ”

Everyone who was warming up stopped their movements when they heard the old man's voice, and they all turned around and smiled to greet the young man who had already walked in front of everyone.

"Good morning, Teacher Mu. ”

"Haha, Teacher Xiao Mu, are you late today......"

Facing everyone's warm greetings, the young man surnamed Mu responded one by one with a sunny smile on his face. At this time, an old man about seventy years old with a red face came forward with a smile, put one hand on the young man's shoulder quite familiarly, and said with a smile in a slightly mocking tone.

"Sheep boy, why are you ten minutes late today? Didn't you take advantage of the fact that today is Sunday to secretly hide in the quilt and sleep in? But let's wait for our old guys. ”

Hearing the old man call himself, the corners of the young man's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he replied angrily: "Please, Uncle Yu, I've said it a hundred times! My name is Muyang, Muyang who bathes in the sun! It's not the shepherd you said about herding sheep!"

"Haha, aren't these two words pronounced the same, isn't this that I'm getting older, and it's always easy to get confused!" Uncle Yu heard Mu Yang's words, and still didn't care about haha.

"Hehe, I think you did ......it on purpose" In fact, Muyang has long been familiar with these old men, and everyone will often joke when they are together, seeing Uncle Yu who is smiling boldly, although he doesn't speak, he can't help but complain in his heart, and at the same time rolls his eyes at Uncle Yu.

Seeing Muyang's expression, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere in this corner of the park, which was somewhat quiet, suddenly became cheerful. Uncle Yu smiled and continued to pat Muyang's shoulder and asked.

"Tell me honestly, where did you kid go last night, why are you so late today?"

"Hehe! Where did I get the qualifications to fool around? Last night, the restaurant where I worked part-time was so good that I was busy until late before going home to sleep, so I overslept in the morning. I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time. Mu Yang smiled and scratched his head, apologizing softly to everyone.

The people present more or less knew a little bit of Muyang's life experience, and after listening to his words, there was a trace of pity in their eyes when they looked at him.

This Muyang was originally an abandoned baby, and was abandoned by his biological parents in front of a somewhat dilapidated Taoist temple called "Wuchen Temple" as soon as he was born. There is only one old Taoist priest with the Taoist name "Yun Xian" in this dust-free temple, and he has practiced alone in the Taoist temple to the age of mackerel.

One morning, Yun Xian Dao was about to go to the door to sprinkle and sweep, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a baby placed in front of the door and was wrapped in swaddling clothes. He looked around and saw that no one else was there, and he sighed lightly and leaned over to pick up the baby. The baby, who was quietly sucking his fingers in swaddling clothes, saw the Yun Xiandao person who picked him up, and actually reached out to touch his old face and giggled, and the morning sun reflected a hazy golden light on the baby's delicate face.

Seeing this scene, Yun Xiandao felt great pity in his heart. The secret path is caused by fate, and he is alone, and having this baby as a companion will make him no longer lonely for the rest of his life, so he made up his mind to adopt this baby.

Yun Xiandao searched through the baby's clothes and body and found no words or any tokens about his life experience, so he named him "Muyang" according to the scene when he picked him up, and with the help of his lay friends, he helped the baby to register in the local police station.

So far, Muyang has been living in this dust-free view under the care of Yunxian Dao people. When Muyang was a child, Yunxian Taoist began to teach him to read and read, who knew that Muyang was born with the ability to never forget, and learned things very quickly, and soon all kinds of classics in the Taoist temple have been read by him, and even some of the more esoteric Taoist classics Muyang can understand it.

Muyang followed the Yunxian Taoist to practice at sunrise and rest at sunset. Day after day, I practiced Tai Chi, meditated, meditated, read, and read and wrote, and my life was hard but fulfilling. And it seems that because the environment on the mountain is very good, or because of the cultivation of the Yunxian Dao people, Muyang's body has always been very healthy, he has never been sick, and his temperament is as easy-going and calm as the Yunxian Dao people, and he has a bit of a taste of indisputability at a young age.

When Muyang was eight years old, Yun Xiandao couldn't bear him to live such an isolated life with himself, so he entrusted a lay friend to send Muyang to school, and then returned to Wuchenguan to reunite with him during the winter and summer vacations every year.

When he first arrived in the flower world outside, he almost dazzled Muyang's eyes, especially the various delicacies that attracted him deeply. Taoists don't taboo meat, but with the incense that is already a little embarrassing in the dust-free view, he and Yunxian Taoists can't eat meat a few times a year. And it is not easy for him to go to school, even if there is a state subsidy, but the finances of the Taoist temple itself are a little stretched. He has always been sensible, so he endured his appetite, and even if he got a scholarship every year because of his excellent grades, he was reluctant to spend it, and he brought it back during the holidays to subsidize the daily expenses of the Taoist temple.

In this way, the cold came and went, and when Muyang was fifteen years old, the Yunxian Dao people, who were over 100 years old, finally fell down because they could not withstand the common sense of human life, old age, sickness and death. When he was dying, looking at Mu Yang who was kneeling in front of the bed and sobbing in a low voice, Yun Xian Daoren suddenly returned to his light, sat up and took out two books with quaint covers from his arms, and cautiously handed them into Mu Yang's hands, and told him with a solemn expression to keep and practice these two books, and let him promise never to pass on the contents of the books, and then died suddenly in Mu Yang's grief cry.

After the sad Mu Yang finished taking care of the death of the Yunxian Daoist with the help of others, because the Yunxian Daoist did not join the Taoist for him, the Wuchen Temple was also rearranged by the state because there was no successor. Since then, Muyang has become a homeless orphan again, relying on the state and school subsidies, he began a solo part-time work and study career.

And the two books that Yun Xian Dao gave him when he was dying were "Nine Character Mantra" and a book that I couldn't read at all and didn't know what the name was. The pages of both books are yellowed, and they look quite old. Among them, the "Nine-Character Mantra" is a hand-painted pattern of nine handprints with a brush, and some text notes are attached to each handprint pattern, and the names of the nine handprints are "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Both, Array, Column, Front, and Line". The other book was full of tadpole texts like heavenly books, and he had never seen such words before, and he could not pay any attention to the mystery in them.

The sum of these two books is only a few thousand words, Mu Yang quickly understood what he could read, as for the words that he couldn't understand, he could only memorize their shapes first, among which the "Nine Character Mantra" is okay, after all, they are all illustrated content, and it is also derived from the Eastern Jin Dynasty Taoist Ge Hong's "Hug Puzi • Inner Chapter" Among them, he is quite familiar with this Muyang, but for the obscure words in another book, even if he later consulted a lot of information in major libraries and even on the Internet, he never found any clues, and Muyang had no choice but to give up.

After Mu Yang practiced the nine-character mantra mudra for a long time, he didn't find that anything strange had happened to him. Although this made him a little discouraged, he thought of the cautious attitude of Yun Xian Dao people when he was dying, and this was also a kind of thought he had for Yun Xian Dao people, even if it had no effect, he would insist on practicing it every day.

Muyang's rented place is close to this morning exercise park, and he also has the habit of morning exercise, so he will come here to exercise except for rainy days. And these old people who love Tai Chi have been exercising here, when they found that suddenly one day there was a teenager who came to exercise every day, and the Tai Chi he played looked like it, and it seemed that it was much more clever than what they were practicing. So Uncle Yu, who had a hearty temperament, stepped forward to communicate with Muyang. After coming and going, Muyang became familiar with them, and at the same time, he also generously taught them the Tai Chi he had learned, and became what they called Xiao Mu's teacher.

After getting along for a while, the old people have learned something about Muyang's life experience, and they are very fond of him who is well-behaved and sensible, and Uncle Yu, who has a good family background, patted his chest to support Muyang.

However, although Muyang is indifferent, he is actually very self-reliant and stubborn in his bones, and he is unwilling to accept everyone's funding no matter how everyone persuades him.

In desperation, everyone had to bring some food from time to time, under the pretext that they gave it to him because of the tuition fee they had learned Tai Chi from Muyang. Muyang knew everyone's intentions very well, and he couldn't bear to refuse when he was moved, as long as it wasn't too valuable, he generally accepted it. So far, everyone has become a good relationship with each other.

"Alright, alright, we're all warmed up, you kid hurry up to the front and lead everyone to start boxing." After the practice, I will invite you to go to the Piaoxiang Steamed Bun Shop to eat big meat buns, which can be regarded as compensation for me calling your wrong name again. Looking at Mu Yang, who was a little pale and thin, Uncle Yu's hand holding his shoulder suddenly tightened, and he deliberately made an excuse to invite him to breakfast.

"Hehe, okay! Uncle Yu, that's what you said. Since there are local tyrants to fight, I'm not welcome, boy, I want to eat five big meat buns. Of course, the smart Muyang understood Uncle Yu's intentions, and although he didn't say it, he was very grateful in his heart. And when I thought of the deliciousness of the meat buns, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva as my throat rolled.

"Hahaha! As long as you kid can eat, don't say five! Eat ten or twenty until you can't stuff it. ”

Uncle Yu smiled a little lovingly, reached out and rubbed Muyang's not too long hair, pushing him forward. In the kind laughter of everyone, Mu Yang stood in front generously and led everyone to start the day's morning exercise.

A set of Tai Chi was beaten, and everyone felt that their bodies were warm, and it seemed to dispel the cold of early winter. While everyone was chatting and resting, Mu Yang quietly came to the side and practiced the nine-character mantra handprint before standing beside Uncle Yu.

After everyone packed up their things, they said goodbye to each other and went home, and at this time, there were a little more pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and everyone began a busy day, and the whole city seemed to wake up.

Uncle Yu took Muyang to the fragrant bun shop not far from the park, and there were already some people in the store enjoying a delicious breakfast.

"Boss, here are six meat buns, two bowls of soy milk, one bowl of sweet, and one bowl of plain. The two found a vacant seat to sit down, and Uncle Yu shouted loudly.

"Okay, wait a minute. Coming right away. ”

After a while, the buns and soy milk were served. Uncle Yu slowly scooped up the soy milk and drank it, and smiled happily when he saw Mu Yang, who was burying his head in destroying the meat bun in front of him.

"Hiccup..... The steamed buns at this shop are delicious. Swallowing the last bite of buns in his mouth, Muyang patted his stomach with satisfaction and burped.

"Haha, how about it?herding sheep boy, do you want a few more meat buns?" Uncle Yu said with a smile.

"It's Muyang......" Muyang pursed his lips and replied angrily, "But I'm already full, thank you Uncle Yu." ”

"Hahaha, okay, it's Muyang, it's Muyang! Now that you're full, let's go, where are you going next, do you want to go to my house to sit down, and have lunch at my place by the way." Uncle Yu got up and settled the bill, and the two walked out of the store side by side to the street.

"No, I have to do my homework in the morning, and I have to go to the restaurant in the afternoon and evening. See you tomorrow morning, goodbye. Uncle Yu. Mu Yang declined the other party's kindness and said goodbye to him.

"Forget it, I know you're busy. See you tomorrow. Uncle Yu also waved goodbye.

"Ah!! baby! don't ......"

At that moment, a desperate woman's scream came from their side, followed by a rush of car horns and the screeching sound of brakes.

Mu Yang immediately looked for prestige and found that a two-year-old child not far from him was jumping into the middle of the road alone, and a minivan that was speeding up was about to hit the still ignorant child because he couldn't dodge. There was a young couple standing on the side of the road, and the young mother was slumped to the ground with a frightened face, screaming in horror, as if she had not noticed that the child was in extreme danger because of her negligence.

Between the lightning and flint, Mu Yang didn't have time to think about anything, an arrow flew forward, and a handprint with the word "Dou" was formed like a ghost, and Mu Yang, who was full of thoughts of saving people, burst out with a different speed and strength than usual when the seal was successful. At the last moment, before the truck hit the child, he hooked his hand and gently tossed the child to the couple on the side of the road with the skill of Tai Chi.

"Whew...... I'm glad I caught up!"

Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but suddenly realized that his strength was losing rapidly, and his body was weak, and he had no time to dodge the truck that crashed into him.

"Bang! squeak......"

There was a loud noise, and Mu Yang only felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and then flew in response.

Mu Yang, who was flying in mid-air, vaguely saw that the child he had saved fell unscathed into the arms of her mother who was sitting on the ground, and Uncle Yu ran towards him with a sad face and a closed mouth, and then seemed to feel that a black vortex appeared out of thin air, sucking his soul into it, and then fell into endless darkness.

Uncle Yu, who ran over, picked up Mu Yang, who was covered in blood and lifeless, and cried in grief, and the people around him also gathered around him after coming to his senses. But no one noticed that the "Nine-Character Mantra" and another book of heaven that Mu Yang had been keeping in his arms had been keeping close to him, and after these two books were slowly soaked in his blood, all the patterns and words on the books gradually disappeared after emitting an extremely faint golden light, turning into two blank books stained with blood.