An old mountain temple stands quietly beside a rugged sheep intestine path, on the right hand side in front of the temple stands a bluestone about one person high, not far from the bluestone stands an unknown ancient tree that several people hug, this tree is several zhang high, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, the whole mountain temple is shrouded in its aftermath, it is the early summer season, the unknown birds on the ancient tree chirp happily, and from time to time sprinkle a few excrements of different colors. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Through the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves, I saw a small figure lying under the ancient tree, this was a little girl about seven or eight years old, her eyes were closed, her face was handsome, there was a dried blood stain about half a palm's size on her forehead, and there was still a strand of hair stuck on it, she lay there motionless, letting the bird droppings that fell from the treetops sprinkle a few drops on her body from time to time, without a sound, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

At noon, there was a sound of footsteps on the mountain road, with the footsteps appeared was a little boy dressed in cloth, naïve and naïve, look at his appearance about ten years old, the young man saw the little girl lying under the tree from a distance, his expression changed slightly, three steps and two steps ran to the little girl's side, squatted down, reached out to probe her snort, and found that there was a slight breath, the young man was relieved.

"Xiaomo, Xiaomo, wake up, wake up!" With a sigh of relief, the boy reached out and grabbed the little girl's two arms and shook them, calling as he shook them.

Well? Who's shaking themselves? Ji Mo only felt that her head hurt as if it was about to crack, her consciousness was chaotic and blurry, and she really didn't want to open her eyes, but the discomfort caused by the constant shaking of her body made her have to forcibly open her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was a familiar and immature face, Ji Mo was slightly stunned, and said: "Brother Zhao Hu, don't keep shaking me, my bones are about to be shaken apart by you." ”

"Xiaomo, you, can you speak?" When the young man heard Ji Mo's voice, he was stunned, and then he was overjoyed, and the palm that was holding Ji Mo's arm was a little harder, and he looked at her eagerly.

Speak? Brother Zhao Hu, what's wrong? Isn t he always able to speak, Ji Mo became more and more strange, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but a sharp pain suddenly came from his brain, and his eyes went dark, and the person fainted again.

However, this coma only lasted for a moment, and after a while, she woke up again, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Hu squatting beside her with an anxious face, and there were some more memories in her mind that seemed to have been forgotten: her parents had passed away three years ago, and she didn't know if she had been traumatized or what was going on, and suddenly she lost all her memories, couldn't even speak, and became a fool.

Ji Mo remembered the scene where her parents died, her little face suddenly turned pale, she didn't know whether these memories were dreams or reality, and under anxiety, she grabbed Zhao Hu's arm: "Brother Zhao Hu, my father, are they still there?" ”

"Xiao, Xiaomo, you, your illness has healed, and you still remember the past?" Zhao Hu was dragged forward by her, almost pounced on her, and was startled, he hurriedly reached out and pressed it to the root of the tree next to him, so as to stabilize his body, and looked at Ji Modao in surprise.

"Brother Zhao Hu, my father, they, are they all dead??" So, the memories in my mind are not dreams, but facts that have already happened? Ji Mo heard Zhao Hu's answer, his eyes darkened, and the hand holding Zhao Hu became tighter and tighter, and his nails were almost embedded in his muscles.

"Xiaomo, this, it's been three years since this incident, you, don't be too sad, go back with me first, when I have lunch at noon, I can't find you, so I will estimate that you are standing here, come and take a look, sure enough, what's the matter with the injury on your forehead? Did you fall on your own or did someone push you? Zhao Hu was only a ten-year-old child, he looked at Ji Mo's appearance, he was very worried, but he didn't know how to comfort her for a while, and he was extremely worried.

"Brother Zhao Hu, I'm fine, thank you for taking care of me in the past few years." Ji Mo was stunned for a long time, tears rolled in his eyes and then shrank back.

Zhao Hu is Ji Mo's neighbor, two years older than her, Ji Mo and Zhao Hu had a good relationship with Zhao Hu before he was five years old, just like a brother and sister, but Ji Mo has been eccentric and intelligent since he was a child, like a little fox, although Zhao Hu is two years older than her, he often plays behind her, just like a little follower.

Ji Mo's family is not a native of the locals, her parents took her to Zhaojia Village when she was still very young, and lived and worked here in peace, as soon as Ji Mo's parents died, she became an out-and-out orphan, her parents were gone, and she became a fool again, if it wasn't for the care of Zhao Hu's family, she must have died a long time ago, and her mind fell here, Ji Mo's heart was full of gratitude to Zhao Hu's family.

When she was young, she was far smarter than the average child of the same age, but she was a little lazy by nature, and then experienced an accident and was stupid for three years, and now she has regained her memory again, not only did not affect her previous intelligence at all, but she was more calm and tenacious that a child who did not belong to this age should have, and understood that no matter how sad and sad she was at this time, it would be useless.

When you are faced with something that you can't change, the best way is to accept it. This is a sentence that Ji Mo's parents often said to her before her death, before the age of five, even if Ji Mo's mind was far better than that of her peers, she still knew a little about this sentence, but after she was stupid for three years, she remembered the changes she experienced when she was five years old, but suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Xiaomo, you, are you really okay?" Zhao Hu stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes in disbelief.

"Of course, do you want to see me crying and making me snot and tears all over my body?" Ji Mo gave him a blank look.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, but don't say anything like thank you to our family, when Uncle Ji and Aunt Ji were there, they didn't take care of our family, and then they went, you were stimulated and hurt your brain, but our family was helpless, my father and mother have been very guilty in their hearts for the past few years, if you are so polite, they will definitely be unhappy when they know." Zhao Hu exhaled softly and patted his chest.

"Brother Zhao Hu, don't thank you for your kindness, I won't say anything like this in the future, let's go, let's go back, otherwise Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao should be in a hurry." Ji Mo smiled and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Okay, let's go home, do you still have a headache? Do you remember how you hurt yourself? Zhao Hu helped her stand up and pointed to the black blood stain on her forehead and asked.

"It's a little painful, but it's fine, and as for how it hurt, I don't have any memory of that." Ji Mo thought for a while, but he had no clue, so he had to shake his head and say.

Zhao Hu stared at her forehead for a while, only to see that the blood on it had dried up and couldn't see how the injury was, so he could only go home and help her clean up the wound, thinking of this, Zhao Hu didn't say anything more, and took Ji Mo down the mountain, just walked to the entrance of the village, and met Zhao Qin, the youngest son of the village chief's family, and Zhao Cheng, the eldest son of the Zhao Tujia at the head of the village.

Zhao Qin is twelve years old this year, he is a half-grown boy, half a head taller than Zhao Hu, Zhao Cheng is eleven years old, about the same size as Zhao Qin, his body is fat, a pair of small eyes turn around, it looks quite obscene, when Zhao Cheng saw Ji Mo, his eyes rolled, he blew a loud whistle in his mouth, and his steps stepped forward, stopping in front of Zhao Hu and Ji Mo: "Woo, isn't this stupid?" Zhao Hu, you bring a fool in every day, and you don't get annoyed? When Zhao Qin saw Ji Mo, his expression changed involuntarily, and he stood aside and didn't move.

Silly girl is the name given to Ji Mo in the village in recent years, since her parents passed away, people have become stupid, not long after, the people in the village gave her the name of a silly girl, only Zhao Hu's family in the whole village will never call her stupid.

When Zhao Hu heard Zhao Cheng's words, his face suddenly turned dark, and he pulled Ji Mo behind him, and looked at Zhao Cheng coldly: "Zhao Cheng, what do you want to do?" Get out of the way, or I'll beat you up. ”

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes to look at Zhao Qin, only to see Zhao Qin with a cold face and did not say a word, and then looked at Zhao Hu, who was not good at staring at him, he could only snort dissatisfiedly and moved away, although he was half a head taller than Zhao Hu in terms of size, and in terms of fists, if Zhao Qin didn't make a move, he would not be Zhao Hu's opponent.

"Hmph, your family is desperately defending such a fool, don't you want to embezzle her family property, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf." Zhao Hu and Ji Mo had just taken two steps when Zhao Cheng's voice sounded behind them again.

Zhao Hu was furious, his feet stopped, and he was about to turn back and reason with Zhao Cheng, but Ji Mo pulled the corner of his clothes and said: "Brother Zhao Hu, why should we discuss character issues with a villain, go home, I'm hungry." ”

"You, can you speak? Are you cured? Zhao Qin, who had never said a word, shrank his eyes slightly after hearing Ji Mo's voice, and suddenly turned around and looked at them.

"Why, you're surprised to see that I can speak, or to see that my stupidity has healed?." Ji Mo also stopped and turned his eyes to look at Zhao Qin.

"Hehe, where! In three days, it will be the day when the Water Moon Sect will open the mountain gate once every ten years to select disciples, Ji Mo, your illness is getting better at the right time, congratulations! Zhao Qin smiled and said sincerely.

"Thank you." Ji Mo glanced at him quietly, didn't say anything, turned around and pulled Zhao Hu to leave quickly, leaving Zhao Qin and Zhao Cheng looking at their backs from afar and not knowing what they were thinking.