The Nine Shadows Old Demon sent a message to Xiao Fan and said, "What Mo Shaoxia said is, then, how can I take revenge?"

Xiao Fan said: "This is your business, I can't be the master, as long as you don't involve these two children." ”

The Nine Shadows Old Demon said: "Child, among the people who fought with me today is the Spirit Thief Dao. ”

Mo Mingming's eyes widened: "Grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier?, no wonder those people are so vicious and want to kill me and grandpa." ”

"Child, grandpa doesn't want you to misunderstand good people, except for the spirit, the others are all good people, chivalrous people, only deceived and used by the spirit, and deal with grandpa in a daze!"

"Grandpa, why didn't you tell them about Liu Changqing?"

The old monster smiled bitterly again: "Child, you are so naïve! I'm telling you. Will they believe it? Even if I wanted to speak, the Spirit wouldn't allow me to continue. In addition, in their minds, Grandpa is also a killer demon king. If you come out to help me, they'll kill you!"

Mo Mingming was silent for a moment.

Although Murong Xiaoyan's age was thirteen or fourteen years old, her heart was extremely sensitive, and when she heard the old demon's words, she faintly felt that the old man was the ranger Liu Changqing back then! She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Grandpa, how do you know that Liu Changqing knows so well?"

"It's ——, because Liu Changqing is a friend of his grandfather!"

"Grandpa, don't lie!" Murong Xiaoyan shouted, "I know, you are Liu Changqing Ranger." ”

The old demon was a little stunned: "Oh?

"Grandpa Liu, if you weren't a ranger at the time, how did you know so clearly? You said that Liu Changqing didn't trust anyone. How can he trust you? Tell you everything? Also, Grandpa Liu is called the Demon King, and you also call yourself the Demon King. The Master Xuanling wants to kill Grandpa Liu, and you also say that the Xuanling people want to kill you, if you are not Grandpa Liu, who is Grandpa Liu?"

The old devil sighed: "What a smart child. Yes, grandpa's name is Liu Changqing, and he is the ranger. ”

Mo Mingming's eyes widened: "Grandpa, are you that Liu Changqing?"

Murong Xiaoyan said: "Silly brother, why don't you understand? At that time, grandpa was Liu Changqing's ranger!"

"Grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The old monster said: "Son, I am no longer the person I used to call Ranger, but have become a murderous old demon who behaves strangely. ”

"Grandpa, how can you be a murderer? You are the best! Two years ago, you brought me here, afraid that I would be killed, and on the way you asked me to help others, but you didn't want anyone to know. I came here when I was sick, but you gave me medicine and cured me of my strange disease. How can you be a murderous old demon?"

If in the past, when the old demon listened to his words, he would either scold Mo Mingming for being a little fool, or think that Mo Mingming was saying the opposite to satirize himself, and maybe kill Mo Zhi in a fit of anger. Now he felt only a pang of guilt, real remorse for the child's innocence. He thought that even if he told the truth, a smart person would not believe it. So why cast a shadow on this child's psyche? I feel like I have only three days to make amends for my mistakes, and I'm going to teach him to read, to teach him some of my last tricks.

Murong Xiaoyan continued: "What's the name of the old demon? My grandmother used to be called a banshee! I hope that when I grow up, I can be like my grandmother, be a banshee, and kill all the bad guys." ”

The old devil smiled and thought to himself: This clever little girl, although she is smart, unconsciously said her true colors, and then said: "Child, are you talking about a banshee? You should say that it is a little demon!"

Murong Xiaoyan blushed and thought, "Did Grandpa Liu see it?"

She couldn't help but look at Mo Mingming, and seeing that Mo Mingming didn't doubt it, she relaxed, hid and said, "Yes, I should say that the little demon is." I'm a boy, not a banshee, even if I'm a grandmother!"

Mo Mingzhi was confused when he heard this, and thought to himself: How is my little brother? How can you say that the devil, the demon, is this very good? He said to the old man, "Grandpa, I have this ability, and I will arrest the spirit to meet you?"

The old demon sighed: "Child, I'm afraid Grandpa won't see this day! Besides, I don't want you to incur the wrath of the Master Xuanling for me, so that you can't gain a foothold on the lake." ”

Murong Xiaoyan asked, "Grandpa Liu, don't you want us to avenge you?" Even if you don't like it, I will never let him go in the future." ”

"Kid, you'd better not kill him. ”

Murong Xiaoyan was stunned: "Grandpa Liu, don't you want him to die?"

"Why don't I want him to die? I just want you to kill him with a knife, so that you can not only take advantage of the thief, but also make him die as he deserves. I just hope you can find a way to ruin his reputation and make him a little more decent. It's better than killing him. ”

"Yes, Grandpa, I'm going to ruin his reputation with my stupid brother and make him suffer. ”

"Son, are you really going to do this?" said the old man, moving suddenly.

"Grandpa Liu, don't you believe me?"

"Alright, alright, kid, you can do it. But Grandpa has something to ask you for. ”

"Oh, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

"My good friend, Roger, the head of Mei Eryuan, died desperately for some reason. The spirit thief Dao became the head of the second faction. I suspect that the Upper Spirit Thief Dao secretly did something to kill Roger. If he does it and is discovered, it will not only avenge Roger, but the thief will not want to be ruined!"

Murong Xiaoyan's eyes lit up: "Grandpa Liu, why do you suspect that it was done by Shangling?"

"If Roger were still alive, he wouldn't be in power. This beast is inferior to something, for its own sake, so what can't be done?"

"Okay, Grandpa Liu, my stupid brother and I will secretly investigate this matter from now on. ”

"If you can do this, my child, Grandpa will be relieved even if he goes to the grave! Now, children, let's go to the library, and I'll teach you my martial arts." ”

Mo Mingzhi said: "Grandpa, your injury ......"

"Oh, it doesn't matter if I'm on treatment or not. It matters to do it beforehand, otherwise I don't have time!"

For several days, the old monster forced himself to live on pills.

In these days, he not only taught Mo Mingzhi to understand the words commonly used in martial arts, but also taught Mo Mingzhi to recognize acupuncture points on his body, and also taught Mo Mingzhi the Liuhe palm method.

Mo Mingzhi learned this set of palm techniques, coupled with the Soul Monkey Transformation Method, it was like a tiger with wings.

The old demon said to Murong Xiaoyan: "Xiaoyan, I know that your Murong family has a profound foundation in martial arts. The Murong family's internal strength and Thousand Illusion Sword Technique have been trained, and they are unparalleled in the world. But Grandpa wants you to learn the Soul Monkey Transformation Method. It seems to be a cut above your windward step. Not only can it dodge any opponent's surprise attack, but it can also attack the opponent while dodging, unlike the windward willow step that just waits for an opportunity to counterattack.

Murong Xiaoyan said proudly, "Grandpa, thank you!" because she saw Mo Mingming's strange figure, and she was already envious.

Murong Xiaoyan is smart and clear. On the basis of the Murong family's "stepping on the snow without a trace", he practiced the Soul Monkey Transformation Method, which was more advantageous and superior in light skills.

Eight days later, the old demon finally died.

It was only by the power of this medicine that he lived five more days.

The old demon died, Mo Mingming was sad, and Murong Xiaoyan also burst into tears.

A generation of rangers buried themselves in the wilderness in the mountains like this. In his twenties, his passion, generosity, and loyalty almost made him a friend. When he underwent a terrible change, his personality was very different. He abandoned his family and friends, fled the mountains, and had no choice but self-pity. Unexpectedly, when he died, he got the tears of two innocent children, so that he did not die alone, and his own martial arts were inherited. Although he did not take revenge, he also died with a smile and no regrets.

Murong Xiaoyan saw that Mo Mingming was sulking all day long and was not interested in practicing palms, so he said, "Silly brother, let's go down the mountain." ”

"Brother, where do we come down from here?"

"Silly brother, why don't we go to Mei Ershan to inquire about the Upper Spirit Thief Dao, and second, don't we live up to our grandfather's expectations of us and complete his old man's heart, wouldn't it be good?"

Mo Mingzhi thinks that his grandfather is too good to him, and he should avenge his grandfather as soon as possible.

He said, "Okay, brother, let's go to Meiershan." So they packed up their clothes, took with them some gold, silver, leaves, and jewels, closed the entrance to the cave, and went down the mountain. At that time, Xiao Yan's Soul Monkey Transformation Method was not as wise as Mo Ming, and it was not as good as the old demon. Because of her family's inherited exercises and her own intelligence, Xiaoyan has made rapid progress. Although I have only practiced for about half a month, I have learned almost thirty or forty kinds of monkey modeling movements. These thirty or forty movements were more than enough to deal with the attacks of the superior masters, so when she climbed down the Nine Shadows Peak, she no longer needed Mo Mingming's back, she followed Mo Mingzhi herself and climbed down gently.

Once, at the foot of the Mei Er faction, Mo Mingzhi asked Xiao Yan: "Brother, do you know the way to Mei Er Mountain?"

"I don't know. ”

Mo Mingming paused for a moment and said, "Brother, you don't know, how do we get there!"

"Silly brother, what are you worried about?"

"I don't know. Don't we ask people?"

The two brothers don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and in a way, they are only children. Xiao Yan is only fourteen years old, while Mo Mingming is sixteen years old.

Mo Mingzhi has hardly seen the world. He has no experience in the world and knows nothing about martial arts and some rules.

Xiao Yan only knows some people and things in the martial arts from her grandparents, but her world is the same as Mo Ming's world, like an unstained blank paper.

She is just a child's playful, curious, bold and willful, ignorant of the difficulties of the world, the betrayal of the human heart, and the dangers of the world.

Mo Mingzhi said, "Brother, where are we going to find someone?"

"Ahh

Mo Mingming thought the same thing, but he smiled and said, "Yes, brother, let's go to the bazaar and ask others." ”

Xiao Yan shook her head. "The markets around here are all small places. I'm afraid no one knows where Mei Ershan is. You'd better go to the big places and ask. ”

"What's a big place?"

"The county seat and the state capital, that's a big place. There are so many people. There are three streets and six alleys, and everything is for sale. ”

Mo Mingming grew up in the mountains when he was a child, and only followed his grandfather to the market to set up a stall to sell prey, and never went to any county. He opened his eyes wide and asked, "Where is the county seat?"

"Ah! you can come with me. ”

In fact, Xiaoyan has never been to any county. She only received letters from her parents. She ran out of the house, still near some small markets, and it didn't take long for her to meet Mo Mingming, and then went to the Nine Shadows Peak.

When Mo Mingming heard Xiao Yan say this, he thought she knew, so he had to follow her.

From Jiuyou Peak to Mei Er Mountain, it is a good road to go northwest, but Xiao Yan took him to the southeast, so that he was getting farther and farther away from Mei Er Mountain.

Luckily, they were very good at martial arts, crossing mountains and flying over valleys, plus Mo Mingming knew how to live in the mountains, and the journey was safe.

Soon, they appeared in Rong'an County, dusty.

To the north to Tongxian in Huguang, to the south to Maping, and to the west over the mountains and mountains to Guilin.

It is an important transportation county in the northern part of Guangxi, with a small population but also quite busy.

Mo Mingming saw the county seat for the first time and felt that everything was fresh.

Xiao Yan asked, "Silly brother, are you hungry? You are not hungry, but I am hungry." Let's go out to eat. ”

Along the way, Mo Mingming and Xiaoyan eat porridge at roadside stalls and never go to restaurants to eat.

He was a little scared of the people who were coming in and out of the big restaurants, so he asked, "Brother, did they let us in?"

In this regard, Xiaoyan is more experienced than him. She said, "Silly brother, we have a lot of silver on us. Wouldn't he dare let us in?"

"Brother, we'd better go out on the street and buy something to eat, don't go in. ”

"Hey, what are you afraid of? Follow me. ”

As soon as they entered, they met a child, who looked them up and down.

They were covered in dust and ragged clothes, thinking they were two beggars.

"Get out of here, beggar, sit by the door. ”

Mo Mingming panicked when he heard this, and said to Xiao Yan, "Look, brother, they won't let us in, will they?" Don't go in. ”

Xiaoyan was very angry and asked Xiao'er, "Isn't this a restaurant, why did you tell us to sit at the door when we went in to eat?"

The child looked at them suspiciously and asked, "Are you here for dinner?"

"Yes!"

"You have money to eat, do you have any money?"

"Do you think we don't have money to eat? Look, what is this?"

Xiao Yan took out a small silver ingot.

Xiao'er's eyes stopped, and for a moment he couldn't believe that these two ragged children had such a large piece of silver ingot.

Xiao Yan asked again, "Is it enough for us to eat?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Enough, enough! Not to mention eating, even if the little master wants to make a table and other banquets, it is enough! Damn Xiao Er, he treats the two young masters as beggars!"

"Well, you can set a table for us and wait for the best feast. ”

Xiao'er was stunned: "Do you want a first-class banquet?"

"yes, isn't there enough money?"

"No, no, that's not what the villain meant. There are sea cucumbers, shark fins, eight-treasure ducks, steamed whole chicken, stewed raw hooves, etc. The villain was worried that the two would not be able to eat it, so he wasted it. ”

"You don't care if we can't eat. You do. ”

"Yes, yes," the little man said, talkatively.

The waiter beckoned them to a table by the window, set the plates, poured tea, and said, "These two young gentlemen will sit for a while, and the second young man will personally go to the kitchen to order food for the little master." ”

After Xiao Er left, Mo Mingming said to Xiao Yan, "Brother, what Xiao Er said is right. Can we eat so many dishes? Shall we eat two dishes?"

"Are you heartache silver?"

"Brother, why do I have a heartache for silver? I'm afraid I can't eat it. What a waste of it!"

"I don't care, I'm angry with him, it's he who makes him look down on us, thinking we don't have money to eat. ”

Mo Mingzhi laughed when he heard this, and felt that his brother was willful, what was there to be angry? How could he be angry? Eating too much, aren't you afraid of diarrhea?

Mo Mingzhi is not a person who values money.

If anyone asks him and does not eat for himself, he gives it to another.

If you don't use it yourself, you'll give it to someone else.

This is a good quality that he has cultivated with his grandfather since he was a child.

Xiao Yan suddenly shouted: "Silly brother, look at that person! Why is he so domineering and spitting on others?"

Mo Mingming was stunned: "Who!"

"Look at this. Xiao Yan pointed to the street outside the window.

Mo Mingming looked out and saw a rich kid in gorgeous clothes on the street, angrily drinking a fruit vendor: "Why don't you avoid me when I spit? Are you looking for death?"

The merchant who sold the fruit did not know at first that the rich young gentleman was spitting on him and wanted to scold him.

Later, when I saw it clearly, I couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and hurriedly said modestly: "Yes, yes, the villain is dead, blocking the fourth master's saliva, I hope the fourth master will forgive." ”

The rich young man snorted, stopped paying attention to the vendor, and walked towards the restaurant with four or five bodyguards.

Mo Mingming looked at Xiao Yan strangely, and Xiao Yan shouted, "Why is this person so rude, spitting, and swearing?" and this peddler is so timid that he refuses to even apologize for being spurned. If I were you, I would not scold him, but make him pay for his clothes. ”

At this time, a guest at the next table spoke: "Brother, you must not do this. If you scold him for half a sentence, you will bring about your own destruction. ”

"Oh, shouldn't he scold?"

"He's horrible. ”

"Really?!"

"Little brother, you may be an outsider, the fourth master of Rong County, do you know? His father is a close confidant of the emperor, his uncle is the prefect of Liuzhou, and his brother-in-law is the county magistrate here. Who do you think would dare to offend him, and if you offended him, would you lose your life?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "I understand." No wonder he's so domineering. ”

Mo Mingzhi said: "Then you shouldn't spit on others casually!"

"Spit on a man," said the guest, "it is a small matter to him, he forces the good to become a prostitute, he slanders him as a thief, he sells other people's children into slavery." “