The night is quiet and the evening breeze is gentle.

A crescent moon climbed the branches, quietly sprinkling the moonlight, white, cold, like hoarfrost all over the ground.

There are stars in the sky, but there are no familiar stars.

In the yard, by the campfire.

A whole cow was roasted on the fire, and the bonfire crackled and burst into bright sparks, and the beef crackled, dripping drops of fragrant fat.

Zhao Hao sat on the side, blowing a homemade bamboo flute, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar crescent moon, the morning star.

At this time, he was very quiet, and the whole person seemed to be full of inexplicable worry, and there was a maturity that was not commensurate with his age.

To this day, he can still clearly remember the stars that his father pointed out to him under the clear night sky when he was a child, Beidou, Orion, Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

He still remembered those legends, Hou Yi shooting the sun, Chang'e running to the moon, the Seven Fairies and Dong Yong.

Now everything is so far away, it seems that heaven and man are forever separated.

He didn't know when he would remember it, tonight, or tomorrow.

And just when he was watching tomorrow morning's breakfast and playing the flute, in the dark room of the bamboo building, Comrade Zhao was watching him.

I've been watching it for a long time!

From the time it was just nightfall to the present, motionless, he stood in the dark, in front of the window.

As if petrified, he now looked like a statue.

It's just that the struggles that flash from time to time under his eyes show that his heart is far from being as calm as it seems on the surface.

That's it, everything is quiet, each thinking about its own thing.

After a long time, the bonfire burned out, and the sound of the flute disappeared.

The young man patted his ass and got up, and soon took the pig to the back garden, and unsurprisingly, he went to practice again.

Behind the window, Comrade Lao Zhao sighed, it seemed to be very heavy, and it seemed to have a kind of relieved relief, complicated and indescribable.

......

"Oh, oh, oh-"

"Oh, oh, oh-"

"Wang-"

"Wang-"

At the fifth watch, the rooster began to crow, causing the village to bark constantly, and it was very lively.

On the road from Yinhu Town to the village, red lanterns were hung, and two carriages were one after the other, nearly ten miles apart, bumpy between the still dark world.

In front of a carriage in the carriage.

"Feihu, are you sure the news you got is true?"

"It must be true, someone in the village was drunk in the town and accidentally leaked his mouth, and the child inquired carefully, and it was true. ”

"It's good if it's true, a letter of recommendation to study in the Thousand Lakes Academy shouldn't fall into the hands of a waste anyway. ”

"That's right, I hope that father and son know each other, otherwise for the reputation of my Zhao family, I can only rob it. ”

“......”

In the carriage sat a father and son, both dressed in luxurious brocade clothes and looking extraordinary.

This is Zhao Yunxiang, the head of the Zhao family in Yinhu Town, and his son Zhao Feihu, who secretly went to this remote village to come for a letter of recommendation from the Qianhu Academy.

Originally, this was no secret!

After a drunken gaffe of a villager, after a little verification, Zhao Feihu determined the fact that Zhao Hao got a letter of recommendation from the Qianhu Academy.

It made him crazy with jealousy!

Then, I was crazy with excitement!

He felt that Zhao Hao's waste didn't deserve this letter of recommendation at all, and he, Zhao Feihu, was the best destination for this letter of recommendation.

He proved right, and the fact that his father, who was the head of the family, was with him at this moment is the best proof of this.

He trembled with excitement at the thought that he would soon be able to get a letter of recommendation and study at the Qianhu Academy Palace, which everyone longed for, without much effort.

And about ten miles behind the carriage he was in, on the other carriage, sat a beautiful woman.

Li Xiuyun of the Li family!

She came to visit Zhao Yuntian, but in the final analysis, she came for her godson Zhao Hao.

She didn't know about the recommendation letter, and she didn't know about the dirtiness of the Zhao family's father and son.

She took Zhao Hao to Li's house in this act, because the fish flood had arrived, and it would soon be the Silver Lake Festival.

Zhao Hao didn't expect that there would be two groups of guests coming today.

After the cultivation was over, he turned back into a human body, rinsed casually, and ran to the front yard with his bare buttocks.

The whole beef roasted last night was in the yard, although it was already cold after a night, and the taste was not too good, but he didn't care about it because of his hungry eyes and green eyes.

As if this was the best delicacy in the world, he would nibble on it.

When all that was left was a skeleton and bones on the ground, he was finally satisfied.

"Cool!"

Touching his stomach and laughing, he began to sense his physical condition.

It seems that the strength has increased a lot!

The senses of the body are becoming more and more acute!

The White Tiger Forging Body Duel was matched with the martial soul, coupled with the innate strong body quenching ability of the power of thunder and lightning, so that after a night, he was very different from yesterday.

Although it seems that he has not reached the Quadruple Tempering Body Realm now, judging from this progress, it will only take two days at most for him to become a Quadruple Martial Artist of the Quenching Body Realm.

Because of this, he is full of confidence in the future.

Because he was not dressed and had not been washed too cleanly, he quickly returned to the backyard after solving the problem with his stomach.

After cleaning up and tidying up, he came out with Wu Neng, the sky was already slightly white, and in the front yard, Comrade Lao Zhao was also cleaning up the mess.

Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the broom, complaining: "It's not good to sit and rest, do you have to make this mess?"

I'll come, I'll come, you go to rest, and your son will go cook, soon. ”

As a result, Comrade Lao Zhao did not go to sit, but went back to the bamboo building.

When he came out again, Zhao Hao had already finished cleaning, and he had an extra letter in his hand.

"What is this?"

Seeing his expressionless face, Zhao Hao was a little excited and a little nervous.

He recognized it, and what Comrade Lao Zhao was holding in his hand was the letter of recommendation left by Tang Yue.

Comrade Lao Zhao sat down at the table, put the letter of recommendation on the table, and said indifferently: "It's a good thing to go out and wander around while you're young."

You have this letter in hand, and when you feel that you can go, then don't hesitate, just go. ”

The young eagle will eventually leave the nest, and he will not be able to protect him for the rest of his life.

So, after thinking about it all night, he still made a decision.

Zhao Hao suddenly choked up, and his nose was sour.

Comrade Lao Zhao's face softened slightly, and he said indifferently: "Don't talk about superfluous nonsense."

Remember, a good man has ambitions in all directions, if one day you can really soar into the sky and become famous all over the world, I, Zhao Yuntian, will also have a bright face. ”

After some words, Zhao Hao's heart was warm.

Holding back the sourness in his heart, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lao Zhao, I won't let you down."

Now everyone says, look, that's Zhao Yuntian's son, but one day, people will say, look, that's Zhao Hao's father. ”

"Yes? I hope there will be a day. Comrade Lao Zhao's face was sneering, but there was a slight smile in his eyes.

And just as Zhao Hao was about to put away the letter of recommendation, the sound of horses' hooves and whips started, and not long after, a carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard......