Mr. Xu said, your uncle didn't have time to tell you this. You sit down and listen to me speak slowly with you.

I wrapped the sword book and the broken sword again, slung it on my shoulder, and sat on the round stool.

Mr. Xu said, your ancestor, more than 200 years ago, was a warrior monk of Shaolin Temple, he was called the catastrophe, and the swordsmanship he practiced was the Vajra Dharma sword, which was the Mo Zheng sword. After he participated in the martial arts league main competition and won the competition, he traveled all over the world and acted chivalrous.

Ten years have passed. One day, I saved a woman, I didn't want to have feelings with the woman, and I made a husband and wife ceremony, and the Dharma Vajra swordsmanship was broken. After committing the sexual precepts, Shaolin did not dare to go back, and the Dharma Vajra swordsmanship was useless, and there were too many enemies in the rivers and lakes, so they had to hide incognito, and chose a hidden place with the woman to live. Since then, Mo Zheng's divine sword has disappeared.

I asked, could it be that my ancestor Master Doom and his wife are hiding in this Zhaojia Village?

Mr. Xu said, yes. This place is not called Zhaojia Village. When your ancestors first arrived, it wasn't even a village, but there were a few families living here. The master of the robbery has been in and out of the rivers and lakes for ten years to rob the rich and help the poor, and he has a lot of silver taels on his body. When the government came here for the census, they asked the name of the village, and everyone said that it was Zhaojia Village, in order to thank them for the grace of the disaster. Since then, this village has had the name of Zhaojia Village.

But said that although the master of the robbery was hiding in Zhaojia Village, he was still worried, after all, the swordsmanship had been broken, if he was accidentally found by the enemy, it was still difficult to protect himself, and he had to protect his wife and children, so he memorized the sword spectrum of the Dharma Vajra sword, and thought about how to restore the swordsmanship all day long. Your ancestor is an unborn genius, but he thought of it. After the recovery, the benefits of swordsmanship are better than in the past.

I was overjoyed and said, could it be that the method of restoration is recorded in the sword book just now?

Mr. Xu said that I don't understand martial arts, and I think there should be a record on the sword book. Although the master of the catastrophe has recovered his swordsmanship, he still lives here, and does not plan to re-enter the rivers and lakes, because people who covet the Mo Zheng Divine Sword abound on the rivers and lakes. Now that you have a wife and children, you can't reveal your identity. The descendants of the catastrophe also knew that Mo Zheng's sword was precious, and he hid Mo Zheng and never mentioned it to outsiders. Until your uncle's generation, he still maintained the low-key style of the master of the catastrophe.

But it is said that one day, a masked man suddenly broke into your uncle's house and committed murder, and your uncle was forced to fight back, pulled out Mo Zheng's sword, and stabbed him with the Vajra Dharma sword technique. Afterwards, your uncle came to my house and entrusted me with the sword spectrum, saying that this person had suffered a loss, and I was afraid that he would come again. The sword spectrum is an ancestral tradition, in case I have three long and two short in the future, I will be entrusted to pass it on to you when the time comes.

I have been friends with your uncle since I was a child, I have heard him tell the story of your ancestor, and when I saw his solemn expression, I asked him, your swordsmanship is so powerful, and you have a divine sword in your hand, are you still afraid of the other party?

Your uncle just shook his head and said Look at the other party's body, I'm afraid it's ......

I asked, what are you afraid of?

Your uncle didn't answer, but repeatedly told him to keep the sword book.

Sure enough, the masked man still came, this time not only by himself, but also by several helpers. It was the people Wang Er Mazi saw.

When I heard the sound and went to your uncle's house, your uncle's whole family had been slaughtered, and Mo Zheng's sword was broken into two. I hurriedly picked up Mo Zheng, and when I got home, I wrapped the broken sword and the sword book together and hid it under the bed. At that time, I was terrified all day long, for fear that the other party would know that the sword book was here with me and kill me too. Later, you went to Shaolin to learn art, and the murderer did not appear again over the years, so I felt a little at ease, so I went to the village to say hello everywhere, and if someone saw you come back, ask you to come to me. Unexpectedly, at the beginning of June last year, the murderer appeared again, he appeared this time and killed Wang Er Mazi......

I was stunned and said How do you know that Wang Er Mazi was killed by that person?

Mr. Xu said, guess. But I must have guessed correctly! Wang Er Mazi was the only one who had seen them dressed up, and had seen the purple sword in each other's hands. That man came to kill Wang Er Mazi last year, so that he could feel at ease.

I asked, if you want to kill Wang Er Mazi to extinguish your mouth, why wait until the beginning of June last year to do it?

Mr. Xu said, thinking that it should have been at that time that he heard the rumor. I'm just going to ask you, did you ever tell people last year that Wang Er Mazi saw the murderer?

I thought about it, I went down the mountain at the end of April last year, and competed in Xiaoyao Town in May, the murderer appeared once with Nan Wujian in his hand, Wang Er Mazi died in early June, it should be this person who came to Shenqiu non-stop to kill Wang Er Mazi after appearing in Xiaoyao Town, since it is Nan Wujian, not to mention cutting Wang Er Mazi into pieces and cutting it into powder. If you want to say that a year ago, Wang Er Mazi knew that Nan Wujian saw it, only Sakura Ling and no one else. But how could Sakura Ling be the murderer? I have lived with Sakura Ling since I came down the mountain, and even if Sakura Ling accidentally told others, it would be a matter of our separation in January this year. At that time, Wang Er Mazi had been dead for half a year. Thinking of this, he shook his head.

Mr. Xu said that it would be strange, if that person was not the murderer of Wang Er Mazi, Wang Er Mazi had no money, and Su Ri should not offend anyone, who would cut him into pieces of meat?

The two of us discussed for a long time, but there was still no answer. got up to say goodbye, and kowtowed respectfully to Mr. Xu twice as he left.

When I returned to my uncle's house, it was already night. Wang Erniang brought some food and said that you just came back, and the stove has not been repaired. Tomorrow I will ask the village chief to call someone to help you fix the stove, and you can make your own fire and cook."

I thanked him. When Wang Erniang left, she hesitated, I called out to her, and said Erniang, what's wrong?

Wang Erniang suddenly burst into tears and said Xiao Er, you have now learned martial arts from Shaolin, and you must have come back this time to track down the murderer of your uncle's family. Erniang has a reluctant request, can you ...... the enmity of your second uncle Wang

I said, don't worry. Tomorrow I will go back to Shaolin, and when my Shaolin matter is over, I will find the ends of the earth, and I must find the enemies of my uncle and second uncle Wang, and kill them.

Wang Erniang cried and bowed to me, I hurriedly knelt on the ground to return the salute, and quickly held up Erniang.

After eating, he closed the door, opened the package under the candle, and took out the sword book of the Vajra Dharma sword.

Turning the first page, I saw that it was written: My name is Zhao Fei, I have been quite wise since I was a child, I grabbed Zhou when I was an infant, and I held the Buddha beads and laughed non-stop. My father sent me at least the room mountain, and Shaolin gave the law to cross the catastrophe. I chose a sword at the age of seven, got the artifact Mo Zheng, and participated in the martial arts league master competition with a weak crown, and won the championship bravely. When the world is in turmoil, robbers are numerous, I am ordered by the abbot, into the rivers and lakes to eradicate the evil, rob the rich and help the poor, when I went down the mountain has been in Shaolin for 20 years. I have entered the people, I dare not disobey the order of the abbot, do a good deed every day, or help others with strength, or help others with wealth, day by day, public morality can not be counted. In the year of my establishment, I passed through Taikang and saved a woman, but I unexpectedly fell in love with him and gave birth to a son. My swordsmanship, known as Dharma Vajra, requires the boy's body to make it with pure yang power. Since he is no longer a child, he has no swordsmanship. I have made enemies in the rivers and lakes for ten years, how can I survive if my swordsmanship fails? I took my wife and children and returned to Shenqiu, and I have never been out of the rivers and lakes ever since. I live in the countryside, do not forget the training of Shaolin, often help the villagers, the countryside is nameless, and the hometown people are named after Zhaojia Village. I participated in the Dharma Vajra swordsmanship, and after eight years, I finally solved the mystery of the non-child body. This method is written in this volume, and my descendants can learn it. Although I have swordsmanship, I have no heart to re-enter the rivers and lakes, chop firewood and farm with the villagers, and enjoy the joy of family with my wife. Our descendants should take my precepts as a precept: worship the Buddha, seek peace of mind, burn Buddha incense, and be peaceful. Rescue the needy, help the neighbors, do not fight in the world, and do not hide the righteousness. Shaolin outcasts robbed themselves.

After reading it, I have turned three pages, and I can't help but be distracted. I didn't expect my ancestor to be a Shaolin monk, and the lost Mo Zheng Divine Sword was also in his hands.

Continue to turn the page, it is the art of pointing.

The master of the catastrophe cloud, the boy in the arm joint, that is, the elbow fossa, about an inch to the palm direction, there is a thin horizontal line, this line is called the boy line. My Buddha also called this line the line of essence and energy, and the line of yang qi is full, and the line of essence and qi is lost. The essence line runs through the big arm and the small arm, and without this line, the transmission of yang energy is not pure. I check the meridian acupoints of the human body, if I point to the Qitan acupoint and seal the Taiyin and Lung meridians of the hand, the essence and qi lines will appear. The power of the Dharma Vajra Sword Law is restored.

Seeing this, my heart was excited, and I hurriedly clicked on the ruler pond point in my right hand, held half of Mo Zheng, and used the Dharma Vajra sword, only to feel that the sword move was infinitely powerful, just like the scene when I went down the mountain to try the Dharma Vajra sword technique for the first time.

After dancing a stick of incense, I was hearty and energetic. The joy in my heart is indescribable.

Put away half of Mo Zheng, continue to flip through the book, the back is full of the Dharma Vajra swordsmanship recorded by the memories of the ancestors, I took a cursory look, and it was exactly the same as what Hui En taught, so I closed the book and burned the book with a candle. I thought, the Dharma Vajra swordsmanship came from Shaolin, and I burned it to return it to Shaolin. As for Mo Zhengjian, he was going to take it back to Shaolin Temple.

In the early morning of the second day, I wanted to go on the road, but I thought about it and went to see Ah Rong.

When I came to Ah Rong's house, Ah Rong's mother was very happy to see me, saying that Ah Rong had taken his child to herd sheep.

I went to the place outside the village where the sheep were grazing, and it was a vast meadow with only a dry old tree in the meadow. That tree was the one I used to practice finger flying.

From afar, he saw Ah Rong sitting under the tree with his baby in his arms.

When I walked up to Ah Rong, Ah Rong rubbed his eyes and said You are the second child? Are you back?

I laughed, of course. I didn't expect your children to be born.

Ah Rong said What about you? Have you gone out for so many years to bring back your mother-in-law?

I said that I have a mother-in-law, and the child is about to be born.

Ah Rong said let's go, I'll go and see your mother-in-law, is your mother-in-law beautiful, or my beauty.

I shook my head with a wry smile.

We sat under the tree together, and I touched the stones inlaid in the tree, and said that I didn't expect them to be still there after all these years.

Ah Rong said, Xiao Er, do you remember when you told me that there was a white-bearded grandfather who taught you qigong.

I said I remember, you were very envious at that time, and you had to shout to come and learn together, but the white-bearded old man didn't care about letting others know about it at that time, so I didn't take you to study.

Ah Rong said, in fact, I secretly followed many times, and every time I watched you from a distance and waited for the old man, I fell asleep inexplicably.

I thought about it for a while, and said that it must be that the white-bearded old man didn't want you to see it, and deliberately clicked on your Baihui point to make you fall asleep.

Ah Rong said that it was so. Later, when you went to Shaolin to learn art, I often came here to wait, hoping to meet him as well. But I didn't encounter it once.

I said, Ah Rong, why do you want to learn qigong with you?

Ah Rong turned around and touched the stones embedded in the tree, saying that I also had the dream of being a hero. It's just, you see-

As he spoke, he looked down at the child in his arms, and the child was sleeping soundly, and after we talked about it, he still slept soundly like that.

Ah Rong said softly, people's dreams will change, and my dream now is to wish him to grow up healthy and happy.