As soon as it was dawn the next day, Zhao Zhuzi woke up, and in the thin morning mist, he embarked on the journey to Leo Town with his package on his back.

He did not tell the old beggar about them, but left quietly alone.

.......

Gazing at the figure in the mist in the distance, the small stone stood up from the old vine tree and slid down with the slightly curved body.

"Brother Zhuzi, I hope you can successfully find a martial artist to pull the aura for you this time. ”

Hesitating, Xiao Shi looked up at the old vine tree in front of him, and said softly, "Come down, Xiao Ling'er." ”

As the small stone spoke, an even thinner figure emerged from the tall branches.

"Brother is so stupid, I don't know how many people are left in the temple when I wake up, and I don't notice that we're not there, even if we awaken and become a martial artist, we are also a stupid martial artist. Zhao Xiaoling pursed his lips.

Her little arms and legs were not idle, and she slid down the tree with a few creans of vines, and was even more flexible than a small stone.

At this time, the old beggar also walked out of the mountain temple, glanced at Xiaoshi and Zhao Xiaoling slightly, and said softly: "Alas, I hope everything goes well." ”

After a slight pause, the old beggar walked in front of Xiao Shi, picked up the cyan bamboo flute in the latter's hand, and handed it to Zhao Xiaoling beside him: "Xiao Ling'er, grandpa has something to say to Brother Shi, can you take the bamboo flute to the backyard to practice?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the bamboo flute into Zhao Xiaoling's hand, and without waiting for the latter to react, he took Xiaoshi's hand and walked away.

The old beggar's move made Zhao Xiaoling feel a little aggrieved.

After hesitating for a moment, she could only do what the old beggar said, and walked silently with small steps.

On the other side, the old beggar who was pulling the small stone to the other side did not go far, but just stopped after leaving the gate of the mountain temple.

"Grandpa. Looking at the old man in front of him, Xiaoshi called softly.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the old beggar's behavior, after all, the blue bamboo flute was his favorite instrument.

Faced with the call of the little stone, the old beggar pulled the latter to sit on the small lawn unhurriedly, looking at the rising sun that still had not climbed out of the horizon, and said softly: "Little stone." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Do your eyes still hurt these days?"

With these words, Xiao Shi understood why the old beggar took Zhao Xiaoling away.

Eyes are one of his biggest secrets.

This secret is known only to the old beggar who raised him since childhood.

"Hmm. Xiao Shi responded: "I haven't hurt for a while." ”

Lowering his head, the old beggar looked at his grandson's immature face and sighed, "Actually, you could promise her yesterday." Hopefully, she will be able to solve your eye pain problem. ”

"But I ....." Xiao Shi naturally knew who the old beggar said "she" was, the source family, the source weaver girl.

Although he also wanted to follow the other party in his heart, he knew that once he left, there was a good chance that he would never see the old beggar again.

The foreign warrior in the big family will eventually become a dead soldier! The kind of dead soldier who only knows how to obey orders and does not recognize his six relatives!

In the eyes of others, he may be really small, but that doesn't mean he's ignorant.

The children of the poor are in charge of the house early, and he who struggles to survive with the old beggar every day is naturally much better than his peers.

Looking at the small stone that gradually lowered its head and remained silent, the old beggar raised his wrinkled palm and gently stroked the latter's little head: "If you don't like it, then don't go." ”

Raising his head and looking at the rising sun on the horizon in the distance, the old beggar said, "Money, we can still earn it in the future." Grandpa, I won't let you go hungry. ”

"I'm not angry, I know Brother Zhuzi's wishes. Martial arts are like a lifeline for him, although I am young, but I also know that it is beautiful for people to chase their dreams. ”

"Ahh You're really sensible, little rock. The old beggar stood up, raised the small stone beside him to the rising sun, and said solemnly: "What reason in this world can prevent a person from chasing his dreams?!"

......

In the backyard of the temple, Zhao Xiaoling looked at the ordinary cyan bamboo flute in his hand, and a few tears overflowed inexplicably from the corners of his eyes.

"Why are you avoiding me? I already know, I already know. ”

At the end, she gently wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, looked at the cyan bamboo flute in her hand, and muttered to herself: "Grandpa, Brother Shi, they are all stupid!"

I won't tell my brother, what a fool, stupid!"

.....

In the front yard, the old beggar gently lowered the small stone.

"Grandpa, let's continue to Shahai City today. Xiao Shi said: "I promised Xiao Ling'er to continue to buy her sugar gourds to eat today." ”

Hearing this, the old beggar's face was a little embarrassed.

For the sake of Zhao Zhuzi's dream, the old beggar had already given the latter all the money he had obtained yesterday, and asked him to go to Leo Town with all the savings he had accumulated in the past.

If they don't have coins that can impress the warriors, they won't help easily.

Although it is not too difficult for high-level martial artists to pull aura, for low-level martial artists, the consumption is undoubtedly huge.

As far as the old beggar knows, the martial artist who has just practiced Reiki is called the training body, and this level is divided into three stages, that is, the beginner level, the intermediate level, and the high level!

Martial artists at the physical training level are just getting started, and they are not even low-level martial artists at all. Only those who have truly broken through the high level of physical training can be called a martial artist!

Martial artists are divided into two paths: martial arts cultivation and spiritual cultivation, the understanding is very simple, martial arts cultivation is to use spiritual energy to constantly practice the body, breaking through the limitations of one's own body.

As for spirituality, it is to manipulate spiritual power to carry out various attacks, such as storms, thunder, air stamping, and so on.

Only when you become a martial cultivator, or a spiritual cultivator, can you be able to pull the aura into the body.

In other words, Zhao Zhuzi can only attract a real martial artist to be able to pull the aura into his body and complete the transformation.

At this moment, the little stone suddenly interrupted the old beggar's thoughts.

"Grandpa, come up with a name for me. I also want to be like everyone else, with a name and a surname. ”

The old beggar, who was interrupted from his thoughts, really didn't expect his grandson to say this, and lowered his head in thought.

However, he did not immediately deny it. He also knew that Xiao Shi was just a nickname after all, and he would have his own name sooner or later.

Frowning, the old beggar thought for a while, and said loudly: "Yu, you are called Chen Yu!"

"Chenyu?" Xiao Shi said in surprise.

"Yes, Chenyu. The old beggar nodded heavily: "Grandpa doesn't have much culture, just don't dislike the child." ”

"Mmmm...."Little Stone shook his head: "No, how could I dislike it." ”

When the old beggar heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he was afraid that the little stone would not like the name.

Actually, he had thought of the name of Little Stone a long time ago, but he never had a chance to say it.

Raising his head, Xiao Shi looked at the face that was crawling with traces of time, slightly stunned, and couldn't help but murmur: "It turns out that grandpa's surname is Chen...."