"Mo Di, I heard you say that the people here are all lonely bamboo people, and everyone is still commensurate with brothers, what is this? I've been in a coma for the past few days, and my brain is probably poisonous, and I have become a snake spirit as you said. The snake is stupid, its brain is smaller than a melon seed, and it only has a two-second memory, what happened, tell me quickly. ”

"Brains? Second? Memory? What kind of language are these? ”

Mo Di is clearly completely confused by these modern languages.

"I'm a fan, I'm stupid, you can tell me about our first Yangshan. It's a good ink flute. ”

Moda puffed out his mouth and deliberately looked cute.

"Who said that Fanzi is stupid, Senior Brother Morton is the Hun Fanzi, when it comes to horsemanship and archery, cavalry tactics are smart, and the master often says that he is the first cavalry in the world. When it comes to talking, he's not as good as you. Senior brother is always stunned and hard. ”

"Why do you have to have an ink character in your brother's name, is it your generation that calls the ink character? Or is everyone's surname Mo? ”

Murda asked, because he had an ink character in his name, so he wanted to see if there was any mystery in it.

"We want to be born with the surname Mo, how can only the real Guzhu people be surnamed Mo, our Mo surname is given by the master, the master is also surnamed Mo, we are all honored to have the same surname as the master. Everyone hid their surnames and treated each other as brothers and sisters. ”

Murda thought: Yes, seeing that these brothers and sisters are so good to me, they must be like brothers and sisters to each other.

Mo Di continued: "Master said that although the disciples of the hundred schools of the Warring States are the same sect, they do not have the righteousness of the same sect. Li Si killed Han Fei, Pang Juan killed Sun Bin, and Su Qin and Zhang Yi slandered each other. These three pairs of enemies are the same disciples of the Legalists, the Soldiers, and the Zongheng Families. They are very capable, but they have no brotherhood, the master said that if you enter a lonely bamboo door, you must not harm each other in the same door, otherwise heaven will not tolerate it. The Lone Bamboo Clan gathered the Lone Bamboo disciples from all over the world to crusade against this unrighteous person who was mutilating the same family. ”

Mo Da thought: Yes, the righteousness of the same door, the love of the same classmate, how can everyone in the world put their interests in front of them, and turn their confidants into their mortal enemies, these pairs of Mo Di are not ironclad evidence. In this way, this lonely bamboo door is really cute, amiable and respectable.

"It's just...... People can change, and the master has a few apprentices who have also made him sad for a long time, and uncle, hey, don't mention it. It's good that we have a good life, I will never betray my master for the rest of my life, we are all brothers and sisters, they are the best for me in this world, there is no such good person anymore, there is no more ......"

Mo Di seemed to think of something sad, and muttered that he didn't want to say anything more, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Moda hurriedly comforted her: "Ink Di, don't worry. You're so good, everyone knows it. How willing to be sorry for you. Don't worry, Brother Moda, I won't fail you, not for the rest of my life. With that, he handed the multi-functional military card he was carrying on his wrist to the ink flute.

"Come, take it, this is the testimony. You suck spider venom for me, and I will remember this love, and my name is engraved on it. See the card like see the person. If I fail you that day, you will cut my throat with the blade on the military card. ”

Mo Di took the military card, his face full of emotion. When I saw that this thing was very new, I was very happy.

"It's just that I still have to teach you how to use this military card slowly, and when I get better, I'll tell you the story of our hometown."

Murda added.

"Good! Deal! If you regret it, I will let Senior Brother Mo Dun shoot you into a hedgehog, let Senior Sister Mo Yu tie you into a lotus canopy, let Senior Brother Mo Yu smash you into a meat patty, and finally let Senior Brother Mo Yun make you into a steamed bun! ”

Mo Di pouted, his little face flushed.

Mo Da thought to himself: This kid is so ruthless, this is simply the process of making human meat buns, and he must open a black shop in the future. But looking at Modi's innocent and cute appearance, I like it very much. Murda already treats her as if she were her own sister.

"By the way, you said that your name is Murda, did the master allow you to be an apprentice? How did you get the surname Mo? His old man is quick to take you as a disciple. Senior Brother Merton begged for a long time to enter the division. You don't know why. ”

As he spoke, Modi began to look puzzled.

"He didn't take me in, my name is Murda."

He just listened to Mo Di talk about the kindness of this lonely bamboo man, and he wanted to be one of them. What a warm family.

"Your surname is Mo?! Are you from the Guzhu clan?! There are less than 10 Guzhu people in the world, and I only know that Master Lu Dao and Uncle Lu are surnamed Mo. I heard the master mention that there are 8,000 people hidden in the stones of Shouyang Mountain. Are you out of stone? No wonder stones like to hit you, and if you do, you will be very fast, and dare to love stones. ”

Modi looked surprised and naïve.

This can make Moda happy, could it be that I am still the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, and I have become a stone monkey. What nonsense this kid is talking about. It's no wonder that she, the master said, is there really such a miracle, people can live in stones?

"I'm just a fan. It just so happened that I was called Moda, and there are very few people in my hometown with the surname Mo, and I have only seen me and my father's surname Mo since I was a child. ”

Murda explained.

"Strange, that's fate, no wonder Master sacrificed his life to save you. Where is your hometown? What does it look like? Modi asked.

Moda saw that she was about to reveal the stuffing, and immediately asked her

"What is the reason why this lone bamboo clan is so popular with everyone?"

"Don't you know, now the hundreds of schools of thought have been burned by Qin Shi Huang, and there is no need to save everyone. Under the deterrence of the first emperor, the people of Baijiamen did not dare to pass on their own mastery, so they had to flee in all directions in the face of the bright soldiers. In order to save their lives, many people burned scriptures that had been passed down from generation to generation, and went to the fields to pretend to be farmers in order to protect themselves. In this way, the world's readers are still terrified. Pity the scholars of the world, some of them died for their own school, and some fled to the barbarian land with their scriptures. I like to collect the words of each family. When you are better, I will take you to the soil mound and the solitary bamboo species, where there are the classics of the world. The classics collected by Guzhu have lasted for thousands of years, from ancient inscriptions to hundreds of schools of thought in the Warring States Period. We spend our days reading for fun, you see. “

Mo Di took out a few pieces of well-dressed bamboo slips and read them

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water. ”

Murda remembered that it was a text from the Book of Songs, and Murdi continued

"What a beautiful verse, I really want to see what such a beautiful person looks like. But just like Senior Sister Mohan in my mind, it's so beautiful, so beautiful that I can't tell you about it. ”

Mo Da looked at this child's stupid appearance and thought, this beauty called Mo Han is so beautiful that she is speechless, fortunately, the expression is praised, otherwise she would not dare to describe others like this in modern times.

That's it! Big rats, big rats, no food for me. After reading it this morning, I realized that Mo Heng made fun of me and called me a big mouse, which turned out to be from here! Look at me if I don't read all the poems, find a notoriety to add to his name! Brother Murda, am I fat? How do you look like a rat? ”

Mo Di said and looked at his body.

It turns out that girls in the Qin Dynasty pay attention to their bodies at such a young age, and the word "rat" first thinks of fat. Murda reassured

"How can I be fat, I think it's just right, slim, very cute. People say you're a rat because you're clever and eloquent, and you see when I wake up, you say ten sentences before you give me the opportunity to say the first half of the sentence. We are very good at talking, and we are pistachios! I'm so happy to have you! Don't bother with Mo Heng, just remember that you're smart and smart. ”

Modi listened to Moda's words and was very useful, and said

"I've been talking to you for a while, and I'm in a better mood. However, Senior Sister Mo Han sometimes says that I talk a lot. If only I could be like my sister......"

Mo Da heard Mo Di's words, and he was full of envy for Mo Han.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps outside, accompanied by the sound of utensils colliding, and a fragrance had already wafted leisurely before people arrived.

"It must be Senior Brother Mo Dian!"

Mo Di said and rushed out.

After a while, a giant was introduced. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a giant, with a shoulder width of more than two meters, a height of more than two meters, and a fat body. As soon as the man entered, the light in the door was so tightly packed that his face could not be seen at all. I just feel like an iron tower, a awe-inspiring atmosphere. This man was carrying a large food box in one hand and a huge stone pot in the other, really like the king of the temple.

Murda couldn't help but be stunned.