The Su Mo family has been slaves of the Moon Temple for generations.

In the late Su Dynasty, he vowed to become a martial artist above the rank of lieutenant, so as to get rid of his slave status and become a free man.

Su Mo's father is a pharmacist, and Su Mo's mother is a cook in the canteen.

The two have only one son, Su Mo. When Su Mo was not around, they could have a good time in the bed at night.

Su Mo's father: "Look at my hands! ”

Su Mo's mother: "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

Su Mo's father: "I'm a little tight on hand!" ”

Su Mo's mother: "Oh! Then look at my legs."

Su Mo's father: "What's wrong with your legs?" ”

Su Mo's mother: "There is no hair!" ”

Su Mo's father is very helpless, Su Mo's mother is a miser, she only cares about spending money on her son.

"Knock knock......" There was a knock on the door, and they heard Su Mo's voice: "Your son is back!" ”

After Su Mo was injured, Liu Hanye was grateful to him for sacrificing his life to save the county lord of Hanxi, and specially allowed him to recuperate in the military camp, and also instructed the military doctor to take care of it. However, Su Mo declined Liu Hanye's kindness and begged him to be sent back to his parents.

Liu Hanye summoned two military guards to carry Su Mo overnight and sent him to Su Mo's father's residence in the outer courtyard of Xishan. Along the way, the floating leaves followed Su Mo's side and took care of them carefully.

In Su Mo's father's cabin, Fu Shengye looked at a pair of weeping old men, and he gave them all the little savings he had.

Su Mo's father is a well-known pharmacist, and it is naturally the most suitable to take care of the injured Su Mo. After the two soldiers settled Su Mo, they left. Fusheng Ye sat at the head of Su Mo's bed and took out the dagger that Fang Rui had given him, and transferred the dagger to Su Mo.

In Mangyuan, only brothers would give each other daggers decorated with precious stones. Fushengye said sincerely: "Thank you for sacrificing your life to protect me and my family in times of crisis, we will be brothers from now on." ”

Su Mo was moved and cried, "I'm just a slave!" I just did what I had to do! ”

"There are many people who can't do what they should be doing well. I will redeem you and cancel your slavery. ”

Su Mo said: "No! I'm going to fight for it on my own. I will definitely reach the rank of lieutenant, and the temple will give me a free status. ”

Fushengye said: "Okay! I'll wait for you, but you have to heal your injuries first! ”

Su Mo said: "Don't worry! With my father here, our family has an ancestral secret recipe for healing knife wounds. ”

Fusheng Ye said: "I also want to become a martial cultivator, and I only started training at my age, will it be too late." ”

Su Mo said: "I was born a slave, and I didn't give up my ideas, you must be a son of the world." ”

Fushengye said: "Thank you! You know that my identity as a son is almost gone! ”

Su Mo said: "Then be a king, some people are born to be the son of the world, but no one is born to be a king." What others can do, we can do too. ”

The floating leaves saw hope through Su Mo's sparkling eyes.

He excitedly shook Su Mo's hand and said, "Good brother, let's do it together!" ”

Su Mo bared his teeth and grinned, "Oops! Tap, it hurts! ”

Fushengye hurriedly let go of his hand, looking frightened: "Oops! Am I so excited, where did I hit a wound? ”

Su Mo said: "It's okay, it's okay!" I'm very fit! ”

Su Mo's mother came in with a pot of boiled mutton soup, put it on Su Mo's bedside and said, "Come on!" Children, only when you are full can you get better. ”

Fushengye saw that Su Mo's mother was not the fat cook in the cafeteria! She also pointed at him with a kitchen knife!

Su Mo's mother saw that Fushengye recognized her, and bowed her head a little embarrassedly: "My dumb son talks a lot. ”

Fushengye said: "Although the moon god closed a door for him, but also to open a window, his ventriloquist is good, this is very difficult!" ”

Su Mo's mother said: "This child has been strong since he was a child, and he has suffered a lot in order to practice ventriloquism, just so that other children will not laugh at him for being a dumb person." But he learned ventriloquism, and the other children still laughed at him for not opening his mouth when he spoke. He went to practice martial arts, he wanted to be a free man, to be a person to look up to by the little children. ”

Fushengye said: "He did a good job! ”

Su Mo's story also inspired the floating leaves. His determination to become a martial artist was even stronger.

There are three departments in the Xishan Annex, which are auxiliary departments of the Dongshan Main Hospital, one is the Wenxuan Pavilion, the second is the Ruling Division, and the third is the Lecture Hall.

The lecture hall is large-scale, responsible for educating the 3,000 guests gathered in the outer courtyard.

The monks on the western mountain were divided into two factions. One faction is called the preacher, and they are all cultivating literature rather than martial arts. Preachers pay attention to educating the people with culture and influencing the common people with virtue. They are opposed to the use of force to solve problems, so they themselves prohibit the practice of force.

There is also a sect known as ascetics. Ascetics pursue the practice from the inside out. They can tolerate the doctrine that the preacher does not use force to focus on culture, and they also agree with the idea that the king educates the common people and awakens the world.

The ascetics believed that if they were strong, they would be able to attract other believers to serve the moon god. Therefore, ascetics do not pay attention to preaching, but only to cultivation.

There are seventy-three ascetics on the West Mountain, only eleven who focus on cultivating literature, as many as forty-nine martial cultivators, and thirteen who cultivate both civil and military affairs.

The Elder of the Division of Judgment is the spiritual leader of the Missionary faction. The elder of the martial arts hall is a bishop of ascetics. The three thousand guests in Xishan all know that Xiuwen is looking for derivation, and Xiuwu is looking for Yanjiu.

Unconsciously, the floating leaves sat alone at the head of Su Mo's bed until dawn. At night, Su Mo fell asleep first because of exhaustion, and Fushengye was still hesitating whether he should give up his identity as a preacher and become an ascetic, so that he could choose to become a martial cultivator.

Before I knew it, there was a rooster crowing outside the house, "Oh, oh", and it was dawn.

Su Mo's mother was very pleased that Fushengye could sit at the head of Su Mo's bed all night. Seeing Su Mo's father returning from outside, she hurriedly stepped forward and helped him remove the basket.

Su Mo's father asked, "Mo'er, what's wrong?" ”

Su Mo's mother said: "Mo'er, I really met a good master!" Luna bless! This is truly a blessing for children. Last night, the prince kept watch at the bedside of Mo'er all night. ”

Su Mo's father went to the nearby mountains to collect medicine in the middle of the night, and it was just dawn when he returned.

When Su Mo's father heard this, he scolded: "You bad old woman, why don't you know how to let the son of the world take a good rest!" ”

Su Mo's mother said: "I think, there is only one bed in our house, where do you let the son rest!" I just squatted in the firewood room for a night, and now I still have back and leg pain! ”

Su Mo's father said: "Can you compare with the son of the world with your bad old woman?" ”

Hearing the dispute between the two, Fushengye lifted the door curtain, walked out of the house, stretched and said, "Be quiet, don't wake up Su Mo." ”

Su Mo's mother hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes!" Good morning Shiko! It is Su Mo's blessing to be able to meet the son. I hope that in the future, Su Mo will recover from his injuries and will be able to follow the son. ”

Fushengye said: "Of course! Sumo is my brother. ”

Su Mo's father was sincerely frightened: "Ah! This is not to be taken seriously. The status of the prince is noble, and there is a difference between dignity and inferiority! ”

Fushengye said: "Don't mention any more worldly sons." My father has decided to let my younger brother Yanlong inherit the title of son. ”

Su Mo's mother said: "What does that mean, that is, will your family have two sons?" ”

Fushengye smiled: "The prince is the only heir of the White Horse King, how can there be two?" ”

When Su Mo's father saw that the old woman had said the wrong thing, he hurriedly interrupted: "What do you care about him?" On the way here, I saw that the old herd was still sitting on a hunger strike at the West Mountain Pass. ”

Su Mo's mother was excited when she heard it: "Really? Still on a hunger strike? It's been a few days, and you're still alive? Nobody cares? ”

Su Mo's father said: "Who dares to offend the seventeenth prince? Isn't it? ”

After speaking, both of them glanced at the floating leaves beside them. They suddenly remembered that the floating leaves seemed to have clashed with the seventeenth prince.