Chapter 1 Father and son begging into the north

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A remote mountain village in the southern part of the vast continent, there are about dozens of families in the village, all of whom live at the foot of the mountain.

Towards evening, a woman was about to prepare dinner when she saw the rice grains in the rice bowl that could not even cover the bottom of the jar, and she had a headache......

He muttered in his heart, "It's the last meal, Mogu can't hunt the prey for some money tonight, so he can only eat wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger." ”

When he looked through the kitchen window and saw his son coming back from playing, picking up the fire fold and lighting the only oil lamp in the house, he said angrily, "Moyun and the others will be at the point, isn't it dark yet?"

"Mother doesn't have rice at home again, every time there is no rice at home, you don't even let you light an oil lamp, how much money can you save with a little oil?

Don't worry! Our old valley is very competitive, and every time there is no rice at home, he will be able to bring back a big prey. ”

"That's not enough for you to eat! Half of the eldest child eats dead Lao Tzu, and he can only drink rice porridge at night. ”

Mo Yun looked displeased, and muttered, "What I said is like my sister has eaten less." ”

"Boom!"

A pair of small hands slapped heavily on Mo Yun's head, "Brother, what bad things did you say about me to my mother again?"

Mo Yun saw that it was his sister, and squeaked in her waist, "It's not itchy, it's not itchy, look at you still hitting my head." ”

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong. My sister begged for mercy.

After a while......

"Moyun lights up!" a magnetic voice came.

As soon as Mo Yun heard it, he knew that his father must have hit the big prey, so he threw the fire fold to his sister and ran out of the hospital, eager to see what his father hit?

"Wow, Lao Gu is amazing!" Mo Yun saw a big tiger weighing more than 300 catties on his father's shoulder, and exclaimed at his father, who returned shirtless.

"It's not big or small, it's called Dad!" Mo Gu said as he carried the tiger into the courtyard and unloaded the bow and arrow from his shoulder.

Mo Yun examined the tiger's body and wondered

"Old Valley!"

Turning around, he saw Mogu's eyes about to beat people, and quickly changed his words

"No, no...... Every time there is no food in the house, you bring back the prey without fatal wounds, as if you were beaten to death by brute force......

Don't fight the tiger too hard to keep us from starving, and when the time comes, the tiger will eat you, and your two children will have to call someone else's father. ”

When Mo Yun's mother heard Mo Yun's nonsense, she put down the green vegetables in her hand that were about to be fried, and picked up the feather duster that was placed on the kitchen table to decorate the bottle......

ran into the yard to chase Mo Yun, shouting while fighting, "Call you nonsense, call you nonsense......"

"Mother, don't fight, don't I care about my father? ”

Only then did the woman put down the feather duster in her hand and ran back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Mogu walked over to the carcass of the tiger that was still warm, took off a complete tiger skin, removed one of the tiger's legs and walked into the kitchen.

When Mo Yun and his sister in the courtyard saw it, the two happily danced. He still didn't listen to the words and said, "There's meat to eat tonight, there's meat to eat tonight." ”

After a great effort, the woman finished preparing the supper, and the family of four gathered around the stone table in the middle of the courtyard and ate it......

Mogu and the woman smiled with relief when they saw the two children gobbling up the tiger leg.

"Mo Yun! You also know that the vast man, at the age of 18, has to go through the Dao test, and if he tests the Dao vein, he can become a monk immediately, and he will be rich and glorious in the future, and he can't only be a hunter for the rest of his life like his father. Mo Gu looked at Mo Yun, who was staring at his sister's tiger legs, and said.

"Yes, I know. Before the age of eighteen, I exercised, and occasionally went to the mountains to see if there were any natural treasures, and the chance of measuring the Dao pulse after eating increased it...... Okay, give me a bite. After Mo Yun finished speaking, he went to hide from the tiger leg in his sister's hand.

"What you don't know yet, that is, you can also cultivate before the age of eighteen, and after you successfully cultivate, your ability to detect the Dao veins is even higher, and this is spiritual cultivation. ”

"Really? Dad, tell me how to cultivate my spirit! I don't want to just exercise my body every day, practice the physical skills you taught me, and I can't even follow you up to the mountains to hunt. Mo Yun put down the tiger's legs and asked the father eagerly.

"The northern realm, the capital of spiritual cultivation! Is it suitable for spiritual cultivation that is suitable for spiritual cultivation, but it depends on one's talent and hard work. ”

"The City of Spiritual Cultivation!"

Mo Yun's puzzled eyes were full of curiosity, as if he was afraid that the Spiritual Cultivation Capital would escape, he hurriedly said in a loud voice, "Father, I'm going, I'm going to ......"

"The north is bitterly cold, and the spiritual cultivation is full of thorns, do you dare to go?" Mogu asked Moyun Dao.

Mo Yun got up smartly, and said, "Father, I'm not afraid, I dare to go, I want to become a spiritual cultivator, so that you can have meat to eat." ”

"Good, good, good...... My father has an old friend from more than ten years ago who is in the north, and he will leave the north with you tomorrow. ”

Early the next morning, Mo Yun was woken up by a noisy sound, and when he got up and pushed the door open, he was stunned, how could the people in the village come, and they all took things in their hands, and they all greeted his father......

The village chief opened his mouth and said, "Mogu! The north is bitterly cold, and the road is far away, I have 20 vast coins here, you can take it! You can rest assured Yunxi and his mother, our village will help you take care of it, rest assured to go." ”

"Mogu, Aunt Li's family is not rich, you can take this basket of eggs, and eat ...... with Xiaoyun on the way."

"Mogu, didn't your Moyun always want to eat my old bacon? I didn't agree to it after changing it a few times, I didn't bring it to you. A thin old man said sincerely.

......

A group of people who have money to give money, but no money to give things, after a while, the gate of Mo Yun's house is full of items, and Mo Gu's hands are also full of vast coins, and his hands are almost unable to fit.

Mo Gu led Mo Yun to the people in the village to see him off, and slammed it hard.

The villagers replied, "After a safe journey!"

Mo Gu looked at the back of the villagers leaving, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Yun, remember these people, if he succeeds in the future, he will definitely repay!"

Mo Yun nodded heavily!

Mogu settled down at home and left the village under the reluctant eyes of his daughter and wife......

......

A few months later, on the official road leading to the north, there were no people in a radius of 100 miles, only deciduous dead trees and the bitter cold wind......

Mogu Moyun's father and son supported each other, clinging to each other tightly, walking on this bleak official road......

It's not that they have a deep relationship, but it's getting colder and colder from the south to the north, at first the two only wore thin summer clothes, but now they are gradually approaching the north, and the two can only snuggle up for warmth in thin clothes......

"Lao Gu, didn't you say that you had been to the north? It's bitterly cold here, why don't you prepare some clothes?" Mo Yun, who was clinging to his father's back, said.

"Who said when he came that the luggage was too troublesome, and he was in good health and could bear it. Now blame me. Mo Gu is probably hungry, his body is uncontrollable, and he bends slightly.

"Lao Gu is getting up quickly, and the wind is blowing. Mo Yun, who was hiding behind Mo Gu, complained.

"You bear child, you don't know how to save when you spend money, you see where you are now? There is nothing, I see! I can only beg all the way to the north. My old friend doesn't know what to think of me?"

"You're so shabby, your old friend probably won't be much better, I'm going to suffer for the past few years. ”

Mogu didn't explain, rubbing his skin vigorously to warm himself up.

"Old Gu, am I hungry?" Mo Yun muttered in a low voice.

"Swallow your saliva and pad it, and when someone else comes, we'll ask for some food. ”

"Dad, look?"

Mo Gu followed the direction pointed by Mo Yun, and at the end of his vision, he saw a family that fell next to the pipe.

The two of them rushed all the way, and it didn't matter what cold or hunger they were at this time, because they could be solved hundreds of miles ahead......

The two people who arrived looked disappointed, the courtyard door was locked, and the two could see through the low courtyard wall, and the courtyard was drying this window quilt......

"Dad, are you sure there's no one inside?"

"I'm sure, follow the plan, I'll steal the quilt, you catch the chickens, don't forget the broken bowl in the chicken coop......"

"Hey, it's not a shame, I have to remind you again. ”

From this moment on, on the pipeline leading to the north, two fathers and sons, one big and one small, appeared and wrapped in a window quilt at the same time, begging all the way, and came to the Ye family in the north......

Mo Yun looked at the three-meter-high vermilion gate in front of him, and asked timidly, "Dad, are you sure it's this one, or let's go through the back door......!"

"So much nonsense. Mo Gu reluctantly avoided the warmth brought by the quilt, and knocked on the vermilion door with Mo Yun......

The old janitor opened the door and scolded, "Now the beggar is so unruly, don't you know how to go through the back door?"

Mo Gu looked unhappy and said, "Call Ye Fan out!"

The old man said angrily, "Is my lord what you want to see? Hurry up and get out! Otherwise, let the dog bite you......"

Mo Gu stomped his feet angrily, wanting to force his way in, but was pulled by Mo Yun......

"Dad, a good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, we can't enter this gate in this kind of dress, if the owner of this house is really your friend, we will wait at the door for him to come out......"

Mo Gu nodded after listening to Mo Yun's words, and was just about to leave when he heard ......

"Lao Li, what happened at the door just now?" a voice full of authority sounded.

Hui Lao: "Two beggars came, and I drove them away." ”

The person who was made the master, after listening to it, was ready to leave if he didn't think so......

"Ye Fan, get out of here!" Mo Gu said angrily.

The man who had been called the master heard this voice and ran out with excitement on his face......

"Brother Gu, you're here, little brother, I've been looking forward to you for a few months. ”

Who knew that Mogu said coldly: "Moyun brought it to you, my family still has a few acres of rice to harvest, I want to rush back." After that, he took the broken bowl and left......

Mo Yun looked helpless and thought, "Just give me to someone else, this dad is too unreliable!"

Ye Fan didn't know why he was angry, and said loudly, "Lao Li, where do you go to the account office, get this month's salary, and let the account room make up for you for a month, say that I said it." Not to use it tomorrow. ”

"Master, I really didn't know that he was your friend! If I did, I wouldn't dare to kill them, and drive them away!" said the old man with a handful of snot and tears.

The old man saw that it was useless to beg the master, so he ran to Mogu, "This master, you don't remember the villain, don't you let the master drive me away?" After saying that, I really squeezed out tears.

Mo Yun who watched it all felt pity, "Dad, it's okay, people have a yearbook, it's almost enough." ”

"Okay, Brother Ye, forget about it, you and Yun'er go back! ”

Ye Fan seemed to have thought of something, and he didn't force himself to walk into the Ye Mansion with Mo Yun......

Mogu saw that the vermilion gate was closed again, and after looking around at the desert, he tiptoed a little, and a few enthusiastically disappeared on the edge of the northern border......

At this time, if he was seen by the monks of the northern realm, he would definitely exclaim, stepping into the air, cultivating like this, I am afraid that he is also a high-grade master in the whole vast expanse......

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