On the banks of the Heishui River, an old and a young stand silently. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The sunshine of late spring seems to have brought a trace of summer heat, and three or two early cicadas are singing in the forest, so that the quiet path will not be so lonely.

The old man looked at Ran Hanchuan with a faint kindness in his eyes, and a little reluctance quietly slipped through his heart, and finally, he still spoke: "Boy, old man, I should go, and you should continue to hurry." ”

Ran Hanchuan was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Uncle, where are you going?" ”

The old man looked at the road when Ran Hanchuan came, smiled, and said, "Where it is interesting, I will go there!" ”

"Uncle, I'm going to Nanyang City, I heard Uncle Yun say that there are a lot of people there, it must be very interesting! Why don't you come with me? Ran Hanchuan said reluctantly.

"You little devil from the mountains!" The old man gently knocked on Ran Hanchuan's head with his hand, and said, "Old man, I'm tired of being in that kind of ghost place every day, and I still run there with you?" Or are you scared of your child on the road alone? ”

Ran Hanchuan covered his head and pouted, "I'm not afraid!" So, uncle, will you come to play with me? ”

The old man looked at Ran Hanchuan quietly, and could see the love in his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly spoke: "Boy, I asked you three questions, and you answered me honestly, okay?" ”

"Well, you ask!" Ran Hanchuan nodded.

"Don't think about it, if I ask you, I'll tell you what you really think, you know?"

"Oh!"

The old man thought for a while, and said, "You don't understand the Huahua world outside, since that's the case, I'll ask you the aspect you are most familiar with." ”

"First question, boy, do you think hunting is cruel?"

"Well, at first, I thought it was cruel, and I was reluctant to hurt those animals. But then Uncle Yun didn't care about me, and I couldn't hunt food, so I starved for three days, and finally I started. Now I think that in fact, hunting is not cruel, if I don't hunt, I will starve to death, Uncle Yun will starve to death, that is called cruelty! Of course, if I'm not hungry, why would I hurt those animals! I love animals, and I will help them when I encounter injured animals!" Saying that, Ran Hanchuan thought of Aunt Qing, and his eyes were a little dim.

The old man couldn't help nodding his head when he listened, with approval in his eyes, and said: "Indeed, many times, some things are done as a last resort, so you have to remember that once you are forced to do it, don't be indecisive, since some things are forced to do, you must do it rightly!" ”

Ran Hanchuan felt a little incomprehensible, but he still kept it in his heart.

"The second question, if an animal hurts you, will you seek revenge on it?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

Ran Hanchuan clasped his hands behind his head and said lazily: "It hurt me, do I have to seek revenge on it?" There are so many animals in the mountains, where do I have to find them, it's troublesome! However, if I had to come across it while hunting, I would definitely choose it first, haha! ”

"Hahaha! Interesting, interesting! The old man smiled and nodded, "The answer is very interesting!" ”

"Hmm-" After a little thought, the old man asked again: "The third question, if an animal hurts your Uncle Yun, will you seek revenge on it?" ”

Ran Hanchuan's eyes narrowed, and he said fiercely: "Then I must not let it go!" Even if you turn over the whole mountain, you have to find it and roast it for Uncle Yun to eat! ”

"Haha! Ruthless enough! The old man laughed twice, patted Ran Hanchuan's head, and said, "That's a good answer!" The old man liked your answer very much. ”

Ran Hanchuan blushed and said, "You have won the prize." ”

The old man pondered for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly, he took the long sword that instructed Ran Hanchuan to practice swordsmanship in his hand and handed it to Ran Hanchuan.

"Boy, this sword is for you!"

Ran Hanchuan looked at this sword, somehow loved it, reached out to take it, and said, "Thank you, uncle!" ”

The old man squatted down, looked at Ran Hanchuan and said, "Boy, you have to put away this sword, in a few years, if this sword is still there, we will have a chance to meet again!" ”

Ran Hanchuan had a solemn expression on his face, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but tighten a little. "Good! I'll definitely keep it safe! ”

"Haha, the sword that the old man gave you is not as good as the sword on your back, this is just an extremely ordinary sword, if you fight with people in the future, don't take it out and use it casually, otherwise don't blame the old man for not reminding you, causing you to lose your life."

"Eh" Ran Hanchuan looked stunned.

"Ouch, little guy, I gave it to you as a souvenir, and it's not a treasure, do you think I gave you some peerless divine weapon?"

"Eh" Ran Hanchuan felt a little speechless, and didn't know what to say.

"Ahem, it's okay" The old man coughed twice and said, "It's almost time, it's time to go, boy, take care!" Remember your answer to my three questions today, and you must keep it in mind! That swordsmanship, practice more when no one is around, don't be like a monkey, weaken the old man's name! Also, don't forget to keep that sword well, in the future, I will only recognize the sword and not the person! Ahh We'll meet again! The old man said with a big grin, and gradually moved away in the direction where Ran Hanchuan came, leaving only a back, which slowly disappeared in front of Ran Hanchuan's eyes.

The winding mountain road, or a bend, has already obscured the view of the send-off.

In the distance, the old man muttered in a low voice as he walked: "What bullshit are the five major sects of the Southern Regions!" The heads of the five major sects together are not as interesting as a boy from the mountains! It's not interesting, it's not interesting! But in the mountains of the Southern Regions, there are really a lot of powerful guys. That damn Lu Wu roared the old man's clothes to tears, damn, damn! Isn't it just picking grass and embarrassing me in front of that kid! ”

The old man's aftermath is still lingering in the same place, and the old man's figure has long disappeared.

Ran Hanchuan stood silently, exhaled lightly, cleaned up his declining mood after saying goodbye, and carefully carried the long sword that the old man gave him behind him, as the old man said, this sword is very ordinary whether it is the body or the scabbard. Picking up Xiaoqing, who was sleepy on the side, Chaoyang had climbed above his head at some point, and after packing his bags, the ten-year-old boy set foot on the road ahead again.

Three days later, Ran Hanchuan finally walked out of the mountains, and an open plain appeared in front of him, as if it was boundless, looking at this never-before-seen scenery, Ran Hanchuan felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart, and suddenly shouted loudly to the front.

"Ahh

Xiaoqing, who was in her arms, glanced at him and seemed to be very disdainful, but her own pair of little wolf eyes were also blinking at this vast plain.

Walking on a path on the plain, surrounded by a lush greenery, only this path is bare, with occasional weeds, which seems to be the result of people walking often. On the plain, it is no longer uninhabited, Ran Hanchuan will meet a few people from time to time, and he will go up to say hello with some excitement, and people look at this ten-year-old little boy, holding a cute little green wolf in his arms, and carrying two long swords almost as high as himself behind him, his eyes are full of surprise.

After walking for a long time, the crowds in the vicinity gradually increased, and Ran Hanchuan found that there was a middle-aged man in front of him, who was struggling to push a cart, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, do you want me to help you!" ”

The middle-aged man turned his head, his body was quite tall and strong, and he looked at the child in front of him who only reached his abdomen with some astonishment, and couldn't help but smile: "Little friend, thank you, uncle can push it himself." ”

Ran Hanchuan shook his head and said, "Uncle, are you afraid that I have little strength!" Actually, I have a lot of strength! As he spoke, in the middle-aged man's even more stunned expression, his arms were all in unison, and the two wheels of the cart slowly moved forward.

"Little friend, what a lot of strength!" The middle-aged man sighed: "Okay, little friend, if you want to help, let's push it together!" ”

"Good!"

On the trail, Ran Hanchuan pushed one side of the cart hard, and the middle-aged man pushed the other side with a smile, looking at Ran Hanchuan with a serious look, he liked it very much.

"What's your name, little friend?"

"My name is Ran Hanchuan!"

"Oh, Hanchuan, you can call me Uncle Wang."

"Uncle Wang!" Ran Hanchuan shouted at the middle-aged man.

Uncle Wang nodded, and asked again: "Hanchuan, why are you traveling alone at such a young age, where are you going?" ”

Ran Hanchuan replied: "I'm going to Nanyang City, there is an uncle there." ”

"What about your parents?"

Ran Hanchuan pushed the hand of the cart for a moment, his little face looked a little complicated, and he pouted: "I don't know!" ”

"Huh?"

"I'm an orphan." Ran Hanchuan said dejectedly.

Uncle Wang was stunned and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Xiao Hanchuan, uncle shouldn't have asked." ”

"Hehe, it's okay!" Ran Hanchuan squeezed out a smile, but it looked so reluctant.

Uncle Wang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hanchuan, why don't you just follow me to our village, stay there for a night, and continue to rush tomorrow, when you reach our village, you can go to Nanyang by walking northeast for a day!" But you're young and slow, so it should take two days! ”

"Good! Is there anything good to eat at my uncle's house? ”

"Hehe, uncle's wife, the craft of cooking is a must!"

"Wife? Is that a very old mother-in-law? The very old mother-in-law still cooks, so it won't be very hard! ”

"Uh-" Uncle Wang looked dumbfounded.

The sun in the west, red and red, slipped quietly above the horizon, and the clouds on the horizon lazily waited for the night to come. The plains are full of golden and red afterglow, which has a unique style.

In the corner of the plain, a small village sits here, which is inconspicuous compared to the vast plain.

Outside the village, Ran Hanchuan and Uncle Wang, a middle-aged man, pushed a cart all the way to the entrance of the village. On the cart, Xiaoqing was lying lazily, looking at the sunset in the west, in a daze, suddenly, Xiaoqing's head was raised violently, and he turned back to the direction of the village.

"What's wrong, Xiaoqing?" Ran Hanchuan noticed Xiaoqing's strange appearance and asked.

Xiaoqing looked at Ran Hanchuan, and waved his little paws again and again, looking very urgent.

"Hanchuan, what's wrong with your puppy?" Uncle Wang also asked.

Xiaoqing's waving paws stiffened, and her small eyes stared at Uncle Wang fiercely, and she turned her head with a "hum".

"That, Uncle Wang, Xiaoqing is actually a little wolf!"

"It turned out to be a little wolf, such a cute little wolf, yo, it seems to be angry, it's really spiritual!"

Xiaoqing seemed to be very impressed by this, turned her head back again, and then danced again.

"Eh, Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you? Where is the itch? Still hungry. ”

Xiaoqing seemed to be speechless and rolled her eyes, and suddenly, "whoosh" jumped into Ran Hanchuan's arms.

Uncle Wang was very puzzled and walked into the village with a cart.

Just as the two stepped into the village, an eerie cold appeared in their hearts without warning. It's weird! At dinner time, when the smoke of every household should be rising, the whole village is silent, quiet and even terrifying!

A drop of cold sweat slipped down Uncle Wang's forehead, Ran Hanchuan's brows furrowed, and Xiaoqing in his arms looked very restless.

"Wife!" Uncle Wang shouted, and ran to his door quickly, knocking on the door heavily, echoing in the silent village, and a trace of uneasiness coiled in the hearts of the two. For a long time, the door didn't open, Uncle Wang gritted his teeth, slammed the door panel, and rushed in.

Ran Hanchuan saw that Uncle Wang knocked open the door of the house, and after entering, there was no movement, his heart tightened, and he cautiously walked to the door, looking at the house, Uncle Wang was standing sluggishly, motionless.

"Uncle Wang?" Ran Hanchuan called softly, his voice was a little nervous, he walked to the middle-aged man's side, and was about to pull his arm, when he suddenly saw a dim corner in front of him, which seemed to be the kitchen in this house, a middle-aged woman, with a frightened expression, her eyes were full of fear, and her body fell helplessly in the corner, unable to move.

"Uncle Wang?" Ran Hanchuan pulled the middle-aged man's arm, Uncle Wang's expression was very pale and weak, and suddenly his body moved again, and he rushed to the house at once.

"Ahh The middle-aged man shouted helplessly, and the voice sounded so heartbroken and desperate.

Gently walked to Uncle Wang's side in the house, and in front of him, a five or six-year-old child was lying on the ground, his little eyes were closed, and there was no trace of breath.

"Hanchuan, uncle's family, and a five-year-old son, very cute!"

"If only my uncle's son had Hanchuan's strength when he grew up, he could help me a lot, haha!"

"Xiao Hanchuan, why do you have so many swords behind you, can you still fail in swordsmanship? How about teaching your uncle's son? ”

"I really hope that when my son grows up, he will be like you, sensible and polite."

Ran Hanchuan's mind echoed with Uncle Wang's laughter along the way, the strong love for his son in his words, the care that made him envious, and the hope for his son.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Ran Hanchuan's throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't speak.

The sunset penetrated into the horizon, revealing half of its face, and the village at dusk was so secluded, secluded and creepy.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, tears in his eyes flowing silently, dripping on the stone floor, making a breaking sound.

Ran Hanchuan knew that he might not be standing here, he understood that the current Uncle Wang needed to stay quietly alone, so he quietly withdrew from the room.

Walking outside the house and looking at Xiaoqing in his arms, Ran Hanchuan asked, "Xiaoqing, what's going on?" Do you know something? Xiaoqing nodded and pointed to the ground.

Following Xiaoqing's instructions, on the ground, a trace of black gas slowly flowed out of the middle-aged man's home. That black gas is so familiar!

"Xiaoqing, this black gas, like on the mountain, Aunt Qing..." Ran Hanchuan choked up halfway through his words.

Xiao Qing nodded, Ran Hanchuan walked into the house again, groped in the direction of the black gas, and found that the black gas was actually from the middle-aged woman who fell in the corner of the wall, and emanated faintly from her seven orifices, very faint, in the dim room, if you don't look closely, you can't find it at all. Wisps of black gas poured down to the ground, forming a small stream. Looking closely, there was also a small black gas flowing from the direction where Uncle Wang's son fell in the house, and the two black gases converged in front of the door, growing, and then flowed outside I don't know where it went.

When he came to the village, Ran Hanchuan found that the ground was actually covered with black gas, one by one, one by one, everywhere, each flowing out of different doors.

Ran Hanchuan tried to push open several doors, and found that the people in the house were all dead, and the deaths were so terrifying.

Ran Hanchuan suddenly felt very scared, and an unknown fear filled his heart. But, as he replied to the old man, if anyone hurts his relatives, he must take revenge! In the face of this extremely familiar black qi, although he was afraid in his heart, another emotion that seemed to be anger drove him to walk step by step in the direction where the black qi gathered.

In the center of the village, I saw black gas rolling in from all directions, converging in front of Ran Hanchuan's eyes. A black gas brushed his feet, and a chill suddenly hit his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Xiaoqing in his arms looked even more uneasy, and his little paws grabbed Ran Hanchuan's clothes, as if he was not allowed to go any further.

Ran Hanchuan was indifferent, as if he didn't notice Xiaoqing's movements, and slowly groped for the center of the black qi.

In the center of the black gas, there is a thing there, look closely, it is a black and white disc-shaped utensil, black and white lines are staggered together, the whole plate, in the dusk flashing faint black light, countless black gas is gathered in the center of this plate, as if it was sucked into this plate.

The black gas of the Dao continued to extend, and the plate was like a bottomless abyss, inhaling as much black gas as it came, and the more you swallowed the black gas, the deeper the black light on the plate became.

"Xiaoqing, what is this?" Ran Hanchuan asked Xiaoqing in his arms.

Xiao Qing looked at the plate cautiously, for a while, shook his head, and then waved his little paw in front of Ran Hanchuan's eyes, which seemed to mean that he quickly retreated.

Ran Hanchuan pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand, and was about to pick up the plate, at this moment, a sound of breaking wind sounded behind Ran Hanchuan, Ran Hanchuan's vigilance in the forest with wild beasts made him extremely sensitive to the perception of danger, and his body immediately rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding a burst of black light.

"Hey, hey, kid, it's so beautiful to hide. But if you dare to touch it, I'll cut off your hand!" Do you believe it or not? ”

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