Speaking of being bitten by a venomous snake, there's a story here.

On that day, before the sun rose, Xu Mo and Aunt Xu went up the mountain with baskets on their backs early in the morning.

The laughter and laughter along the way added a little fun to the silent mountain forest, and they occasionally stopped to pick some herbs.

At that moment, they vaguely spotted someone in front of them.

"Mother, you see there's a person there." Xu Mo pointed with his finger vigorously.

"Let's go, Mo'er, let's go over and have a look."

Aunt Xu was afraid of any danger, so she held the child tightly and walked towards this person of unknown origin step by step.

When she got closer, she found that there was so much blood on the ground, and she panicked a little.

"Mother, why did this uncle shed so much blood?"

"Quick, take the herbs out and put them on him." Aunt Xu commanded.

Although Xu Mo is still young, he is also very quick to do things, I saw him put down the back basket and carefully picked a few herbs to stop bleeding.

"Mo'er, put them in your mouth and chew them."

Aunt Xu untied this person's clothes and found that there was a big wound on his chest, and the flesh and blood had begun to blur a little.

At first glance, he was seriously injured, but she found that his consciousness was still awake, but he was too weak to speak.

She looked at the man's resolute face, the firm bridge of his nose was like an eagle's hook, the eyelashes of his eyes were as thin as fan wings, and the temperament of a water hibiscus was enough to move people.

Aunt Xu asked Xu Mo to spit out the herbs in his mouth and put them on him, and Xu Mo put the herbs on him very lightly.

The immature little hand didn't dare to move too much, he was afraid that he would hurt this uncle.

Seeing that the sun is about to come out, fortunately this is under the shade of the tree, so it will not be separated from the sun.

The two mothers and sons worked together to bandage his wounds, and picked the big leaves to fan him.

Aunt Xu knew that it was not a way to stay here, and this man was so seriously injured that he was very susceptible to the cold.

"Can you hear me?" Aunt Xu asked tentatively.

I saw the man's fingers move, indicating that he was conscious.

"Mother, uncle's hand, he can hear us!"

"Shhhh

Xu Mo immediately stopped talking when he heard this, he didn't have time to save people, how could he be noisy?

"I can't take you back, do you have relatives and friends around here?" Aunt Xu asked again.

"I didn't ...... Yes. The man spoke with difficulty, his voice a little hoarse.

"So how am I doing?"

"I don't know."

Aunt Xu was speechless, she had to let Xu Mo watch him here, while she herself went down the mountain to find someone to help.

"Mo'er, you have to take good care of your uncle, this is the task given to you by your mother."

"Mother, don't worry, I'm here." Xu Mo said obediently.

Aunt Xu felt very pleased, she put down the basket and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

Xu Mo was left with the man, although they wanted to speak, but the man didn't have the strength to answer him.

The child in front of him was quite cute, like the child of an old man he had seen, but the old man had already died.

If there are so many coincidences in life, he would rather believe that the child in front of him is the child of the old man, at least, he can take good care of him for her.

"Uncle, are you still in pain?" Xu Mo asked in a low voice.

The man shook his head weakly, this pain was really nothing, the sword light and sword shadow on the battlefield was the pain in his heart.

Xu Mo patted his clothes, he sat quietly on the ground, picked up a small wooden stick and drew circles on the ground. He couldn't bear to hurt the little ant that passed by occasionally, and propped up his little head to watch it crawl past.

The man smiled lightly, he was really cute.

The sun is about to climb to the top of the tree, and his mother has not yet come, Xu Mo is a little sleepy, but he can't sleep, and his uncle is still waiting for help.

So he ran to the brook, picked a large leaf, and made it into the shape of a funnel so that it could hold water.

He carefully brought the leaf wrapped in water to the man, "Uncle, I'll feed you water." ”

The man opened his glasses, and there was a slight smile in the narrow Danfeng eyes.

"Uncle, you smile so beautifully, oh no, it's very good-looking." Xu Mo praised from the bottom of his heart.

The man didn't know what to say, but this little kid was so cute.

Xu Mo slowly fed the water to his mouth, he also drank it slowly, Xu Mo felt a little stiff, but he still had to insist, his uncle must have been thirsty for a long time.

In fact, the man was not only thirsty for a long time, but he also did not eat for several days and nights, relying on internal strength to support himself.

Finally escaped the pursuit of the assassins, but he was seriously injured but unable to move forward, and just when he thought he was going to confess here, the kind mother and son appeared.

As it stands, there may still be hope for survival.

"Your name is Mo'er?" The man asked.

"My mother's surname is Xu, and my name is Mo."

The man laughed out loud at his innocent look, but he admitted that the name was quite appropriate for him.

"What's that uncle's name?" Xu Mo asked with curious eyes.

The man was silent, he looked at the child and thought of taking him in as an apprentice.

"Mo'er can do martial arts?"

"No, it won't."

In his yearning eyes, the man felt that he wanted but did not dare to do it, as for why he did not know.

"Mo'er, how are you learning calligraphy and painting?"

"Calligraphy and painting? My mother taught me to read medicine. Xu Mo said seriously.

"Then Xu Moke wants to go to the school to read the Four Books and Five Classics with the master?"

Xu Mo thought seriously for a while, then shook his head.

"Mo'er just wants to learn to heal and save people from her mother, and as for the Four Books and Five Classics, Mo'er can also learn from her uncle."

"Then Mo'er doesn't want to go to the imperial examination to become a big official?"

Where did Xu Mo think so much at a young age, this uncle's question is really strange, and he said that he wanted to be with his mother.

"I don't want to."

The man looked at him blankly, this kind of innocence is very good, but it will be in a more passive position in the change of dynasties.

Everyone has their own lives, and he doesn't want to use secret magic to divinate this child's past and future, because he is almost dying.

"Mo'er, quick, Ah Ran, he is there." Aunt Xu said breathlessly.

Behind her was Xu Ran, Xu Mo saw that it was his uncle, and stood up happily, but out of respect for this uncle, he did not run over, but stood firmly.

Aunt Xu saw the well-behaved Xu Mo and gave him a kind smile.

"Mo'er is really amazing, a person who thinks of his uncle so well." Xu Ran touched his head and praised.

Xu Mo lowered his head a little embarrassed, he just did what he had to do.

"How are you feeling, this son?" Xu Ran asked.

"No problem."

"That's good, I'll carry you down the mountain now, you can endure a little pain."

"Thank you."

Xu Ran immediately carried the person to his body, and it was no problem for his burly figure to carry a person.

"Mother, let's go back."

Aunt Xu touched the child's head, so well-behaved that people didn't know what to do.

The four of them walked quickly down the mountain, and after the man recovered, he began to teach Xu Mo swordsmanship and calligraphy and painting, but Xu Mo didn't seem to be interested in fighting, killing, killing?

He had to give up, taught him how to manage money, and took him to travel all over the world, so Xu Mo was talented and experienced when he was very young.

In a blink of an eye, the current mother and son have to look at the distant mountains to reminisce.

Aunt Xu can't climb the mountain anymore, and Xu Mo usually goes to pick herbs alone.

As for the man who was injured and rescued, he has a special identity, and he often sees the head and tail of the dragon, which is elusive.

But he is really good to Xu Mo, which looks like a father is good to his son.

Mrs. Xu didn't tell him about Xu Mo's life experience, but Mrs. Xu felt that with his intelligent intuition, he might have known about it......

"Mother, it's been a long time since I saw Master and his old man." Xu Mo said.

"Your master may be busy taking care of his own affairs." Aunt Xu replied.

"Back then, the master once said that there would be a genius in Jiangnan in ten years, and he is still looking for it, I don't know, whether he has found it."

"Don't worry, even if a genius is present, there are astrological signs to see the omen."

The two continued to walk, and the comfortable sunshine made people gradually forget the dampness of spring in Jiangnan.

After walking for a while, they returned to the house, Aunt Xu's health was not as good as before, and now she even had to take small steps slowly when walking.

"Why hasn't the girl woken up yet?" Aunt Xu asked suspiciously.

Xu Mo also felt a little strange, she might be tired.

"I'll take a look."

Aunt Xu wanted to stop him, but thinking that there was no possibility for the two of them, she swallowed her words back.

She could see that Xu Mo cared about this girl very much, but the girl's attitude and behavior were incompatible with Xu Mo.

Xu Mo is like a glass of boiled water, pure and pampered; Twilight rain is like a glass of spirit, mellow but intoxicating.

Mixed with boiled water and spirits, it will inevitably dilute the taste of the wine, and this relationship will be tarnished for a long time.

She knew these things very well, so after Xu Mo's feelings for Twilight Yu were getting better and better, she chose to go to Xu Ran to sit there.

Xu Mo entered the room, and found that Twilight was sleeping soundly, but her face was pale, and her cherry mouth was no longer as pink as before.

He gently put his hand on her forehead, the normal temperature, and he took her hand out of the quilt again, this pulse was weak and terrible.

He was sure that it was not his delusion, or that it was so.

He called her softly, but all he could do was Twilight's sleepy face.

He turned around and went out to discuss with his mother what to do, and Aunt Xu also hurriedly walked in.