Tong Fuan sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, looking at the moon above the sky, and fell into a memory.

On the same moonlit night, the two teenagers crept to the wall, walking step by step on a narrow platform, and at last, the two stopped under a window, carefully climbed the lattice, and climbed up one after another, and the two thin bodies squeezed through the gap in the window lattice, and jumped into the house. The room was full of bookshelves, and there were all kinds of scriptures on the shelves, and after a long search, a young man finally had a surprised smile on his face, and he flipped through it, and quickly hid it in his clothes.

"Brother, did you find it?" Another asked.

"Found it, let's go!" The boy nodded. Together, the two of them climbed out of the window and stood against the wall on the platform. Under the platform, there is a cliff.

"Brother." The younger boy looked at his brother with timidity in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, escape from the Qinglian Gate, we will find a place to cultivate and become a god, and we will never be bullied again." The older boy is Tong Fuan, and the younger boy is his younger brother Tong Fuquan.

"Well, Senior Brother forces us to do coolies every day, which is to bully our low skills, one day, we will come back and impress them!" Tong Fuquan nodded. The two tied two ropes to each other, tied the other end to the window, and carefully climbed the trees and rocks on the cliff to climb down.

"Brother! I can't hold on anymore! Halfway through the climb, Tong Fuquan was full of blood blisters, hugged a tree and stopped, and said with a crying voice.

"There's no turning back, keep going!" Tong Fuan stopped, his hands were also bloody and blurry.

Tong Fuquan looked up at it, it was indeed impossible to turn back, if he didn't insist, he would fall off the cliff and die! He wiped the sweat with one hand, gritted his teeth and continued to climb the next step. Tong Fuan saw that his younger brother was cheering up, smiled with relief, and climbed down.

The sky was faintly dawning, and the two finally reached the bottom of the cliff, and when their feet touched the ground, they couldn't help but glance at each other, and then hugged each other tightly.

"Let's run! If Master gets up and finds that we have stolen the scriptures and escaped, he will definitely send someone to chase after us, and when the time comes, we will definitely cramp and peel our skins! Tong Fuan said.

"Where are we going?" Tong Fuquan asked.

"Where are you going?" After all, Tong Fuan is not very old, and he lives in Qinglian Gate since he was a child, and he has never gone down the mountain to go far away, he was a little ignorant for a while, he thought about it and said: "I don't know where to go, let's run forward, where to run."

So the two ran aimlessly, and by daybreak they had gone out of the canyon and onto a rugged path.

"Brother, I'm hungry and can't run!" Tong Fuquan sat on the ground, panting. Tong Fuan stopped, he was also hungry and tired, but he didn't show it, he had to let his younger brother see his perseverance and go through the confused future with him.

"Get up and keep running!" He ordered his younger brother.

"Brother!" Tong Fuquan looked at him pitifully.

"Get up!" Tong Fuan suddenly yelled and raised his foot to kick Tong Fuquan's ass.

Tong Fuquan had no choice but to get up and continue to follow his brother.

Finally, they saw a family, and the brothers were two happy, ran towards the small courtyard, pushed open the chai door, and walked in.

A man came out of the room and looked at the two children in amazement.

"Uncle, please give our brother a bowl of rice to eat, we have no money, we haven't eaten for a day and a night." Tong Fuan looked at the man pitifully and pleaded.

"Where are you from?" The man asked, his eyes full of surprise and pity.

"We are fatherless and motherless orphans, and the people in the village have harmed us, trying to kill us and occupy our houses and land, so we escaped in order to save our lives." Tong Fuan said in a casual manner.

"Don't you have the king's law? How can the strong bully the weak like this! Come on in, I'll let Uchiko cook for you. The man was filled with indignation, and led the two brothers into the house, and called the mother-in-law, who was weaving cloth in the back room, and told her to get food for the two children.

The mother-in-law listened to the experience of the two and was also full of sympathy, and after a while, she fried a few fragrant flatbreads for them and brought them to the table for them to eat.

Tong Fuquan devoured and lowered his head to eat, but Tong Fuan watched the man's carriage from the backyard while eating.

"Dad, you take the tiger baby to the town to run business, and I will go to you after weaving the cloth." The mother-in-law shouted into the courtyard, and the little boy who was playing code words under the big locust tree jumped over and got into the carriage.

Tong Fu'an chewed the cake in his mouth, his eyes staring at the carriage, and gradually squinted into a thread. The mother-in-law went to the back room, and the man outside jumped into the carriage, "Drive-" and was about to hit the horse, suddenly, Tong Fuan pulled out a short knife from his waist and shot it at the man, right in his chest. The man covered his bleeding wounds, turned his head in astonishment, and before he could say a word, he rolled off the carriage and lost his breath with his eyes wide open.

"Daddy! Daddy! The child in the carriage rushed out and jumped to his father and cried. The cry alarmed the mother-in-law in the back room, and she ran out to see what was going on, but before she could get out of the house, she was stabbed in the abdomen by Tong Fuan, who was blocking the door.

"You! You! Without saying a word, the mother-in-law fell to the ground.

Seeing his parents die in a pool of blood in an instant, the little boy was so frightened that he cried, and Tong Fu'an's fierce eyes stared at him.

"Brother-" Tong Fuquan felt pity for the child and quietly pulled his brother's sleeve.

"Fuquan, you have to remember that from now on, we must learn to be ruthless, how can a woman's kindness achieve great things!" Tong Fuan said coldly, the short knife in his hand flew out, and the child outside immediately closed his mouth and fell on his father.

"Kill them, and we'll have a wagon, so we don't have to run as hard as we can, you know?" Tong Fuan turned his head to look at his younger brother.

"Got it." Tong Fuquan nodded. Tong Fuan searched inside, found some broken money, and scolded the "poor ghost" to come out, and the two came out together, jumped into the carriage, and galloped away.

They bought some dry food in the market town, but they didn't dare to stay, so they ran all night, and after a few days, they didn't see the disciples of the Qinglian Sect chasing after them.

"Brother, after running so far, maybe the master can't find us, let's stop and find an inn, have a good meal, and get some sleep." Tong Fuquan suggested.

"Humph! We thought we had run a long way, but this little distance, for the masters, was just a half-day walk, so let's continue to hurry. Tong Fuan sneered.

Tong Fuquan had no choice but to sit in the carriage and let his brother drive the carriage for his life.

"Brother, do you know what kind of magic is in the scriptures?" After walking for a while, the bored Tong Fuquan asked in the car.