That night, the domestic servant Ah Shun disappeared, and it was not until Xiao Fan's shouts came that everyone knew that Ah Shun was a master and left the Mo family without leaving a trace.

Xiao Fan thought to himself: I'm so tired, this situation of pretending to be an idiot is black history, and I don't want to mention it again.

Xiao Fan secretly said in his heart: This still has to complete the task, invincible is really lonely.

A boy of thirteen or fourteen years old sat alone under a tree, and in front of the house was a lonely hut under a cliff deep in a desolate white cloud.

He looked at the distant peaks and clouds, overwhelmed, and burst into tears.

Inside the hut lay the body of an old man, his lower body stained with blood, apparently caused by his recent death.

The child wants to cremate his grandfather and does not know what to do.

His only loved one died, and he had no relatives left.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of plants behind him, and in the moonlight, an old man with white hair and blood appeared and staggered towards him.

The child was startled.

Suspecting that his grandfather had come back from the dead, he came out of the house and asked in horror, "You, ...... you?"

The white-haired old man, his eyes were as cold as electricity, he looked at the child vigilantly, and he also glanced around a little relaxed, turned his eyes, and said to the child in a hoarse voice: "Quick, quick, quick, quick, hide me, behind, behind, someone chases, chases, chases, chases, chases, chase, chase, chase, chase, ......chase, chase, chase, chase, cha

Before the old man could finish speaking, he tripped and fell to the ground, apparently with serious internal injuries and could not stand up.

The boy was frightened, then surprised, and finally he felt sorry for the old man.

Although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, he had been growing up in the mountains, and he had developed a lot of strength by following his grandfather up the mountains to hunt and chop wood.

He hurried over to help the gray-haired old man and asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you hurt?"

The old man was almost angry: "Quick, hide me, do you hear?"

The child looked around and saw that the old man had little place to hide except for his own hut.

He said, "Grandpa, can you hide in my house?"

"Your home?"

The old man looked at it. "No, that's an attractive place, and you can't hide it. ”

He pointed to two large stacks of wood near the house.

"Hide me in the woodpile, or it'll be too late. ”

The boy picked him up and ran to the firewood, but the white-haired old man was secretly surprised that the boy had so much strength.

But judging from his running skills, he doesn't look like a child who cultivates martial arts.

The child put him down first, then carried the firewood, carried him into the stack, then covered the old man with the stack, and asked, "Grandpa, is this okay?"

"You go, don't make a sound. ”

As soon as the child left the firewood and turned under the tree, he heard a voice in the distance: "Hey, where is the old ghost?"

Then someone shouted, "Quick, let me go after him alone." The old ghost was seriously injured and received two swords from the master. I dare say he can't run far. ”

Soon the boy heard footsteps and saw three strong men running towards him, with white swords and knives in their hands.

The boy was stunned.

Is it a gang of robbers?

At this moment, one of the sallow-faced men was looking at him with his eyes.

He told the other two to come to the hillside near the hut and search the woods, but he went up to the child and asked, "Little one, did anyone come just now?"

The child shook his head: "No." ”

"You're lying?"

"Say, has anyone been here?"

The boy replied in the negative.

The sallow-faced man suddenly slapped the child with a big "snap", knocking the child to the ground, and his mouth was still bleeding.

He said viciously, "Do you dare to lie, who left these blood stains on the ground?"

Although the child's mouth was bleeding and his face was burning, he could not be regarded as a child hunting in the mountains, with a stubborn personality and not afraid of violence.

He sat on the ground, looked up and asked angrily, "How did you beat people?"

"Hmph, if you don't say anything more, I'll kill you. Who is the blood on the ground?"

"It was my grandfather's. ”

The sallow-faced man was dumbfounded: "What! Is it your grandfather's?"

"Yes, my grandfather went hunting today and fell off the mountain, he, he ......"

The sallow-faced man listened impatiently: "Where is your grandfather now?"

"In the house".

"What! in the house?"

The sallow-faced man began to wonder, if there really was someone in the house, I hit the child, yelled, and he didn't come out to see?

He said, "Go and call your grandfather." ”

"He's dead!"

The sallow-faced man was surprised again, and asked suspiciously, "How did he die?"

"You don't believe him who fell from the mountain and died. Just go in and see him!"

At this time, the two people who were searching nearby came back and said to the man with a sallow face: "Brother Biao, there is no trace of the old monster nearby. ”

Only then did the child know what this vicious man with a sallow face was called "Big Brother Biao".

Brother Biao pointed his knife at the hut: "Have you searched the house?"

The two men immediately entered the hut.

As soon as they entered the hut, they lit the lamps.

There was an old man lying on the bamboo bed, and the two looked at him and shouted, "Who!"

But when he looked again, he found a body.

He went round and round and found that it was almost impossible to hide in the hut.

The sallow-faced man asked, "There's no one inside?"

"No, just one corpse. ”

"Isn't that old monster?"

"It's not. ”

The sallow-faced man glanced at the child, and when he saw that the child was not lying, he waved his hand: "Let's go! Let's go and see elsewhere." Don't let that old monster run away. Otherwise, it will become a major scourge in martial arts. ”

The three little priests left the hut and walked along a path under the cliff.

Seeing them gone, the child was relieved and decided to move the firewood stacks out and carry the white-haired old man out.

Suddenly, a small bug-like buzzing sound sounded in his ears: "Child, don't hold the stack of wood." There are still people coming. ”

The child was surprised. Who said this to me?

He looked around, but there was no one.

He was terrified.

Did I encounter a ghost?

Or a fairy?

How did this kid know, this is the best martial art in the martial arts-it is impossible to transmit the secret voice to his ears without a very deep cultivation.

This sound was the old man with gray hair coming from the stack of wood, and he used his cultivation to force this sound into an invisible sound wave, which passed through the stack, through the space, and all the way to the child's ears.

No one could hear it except the child, even when he was standing in front of him.

"Who's talking to me?" the child asked in surprise.

The voice in his ears sounded again: "Shhh ”

It turned out that the white-haired old man was a first-class martial arts master.

Although he was seriously injured, his cultivation was still amazing.

He couldn't see anything outside the pyre, but with the power of his cultivation, he could hear the noise nearby.

He heard someone coming.

This person's martial arts are much more sophisticated than the three big men just now, so he reminded the child to pay attention.

Sure enough, the boy heard a roar of the wind, and he turned around and saw two girls with swords, one in black and the other in white, standing quietly behind him in the cold moonlight.

The little boy was taken aback again, because he had never seen a master in his life, and he did not know what martial arts were.

He wondered if they were the spirits of the mountains or the gods of the heavens.

"You, you, you, what are you, are you human?" he asked, scared.

He felt strange about what had happened to him at night.

Three fierce men broke in, thrashed, cursed, and then a strange voice sounded in his ears, and suddenly, the girl with the sword appeared.

The girl in white smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, brother. We won't hurt you. Tell me, has anyone been here before?"

"Yes!"

"And now, where is he?"

"Gone!"

"Where's he's gone, little brother, do you know where he's gone?"

The child points to the path under the cliff in front of him.

"They left here," he said.

"How fierce are the three of them!"

"Three people? Ahhhh I'm talking about an old man with blood on his clothes and wounds on his body. Has he been here?"

"Are you here to ask the old man too?"

The girl in black raised her eyebrows: "What! You call that murderous old ghost grandpa?"

The girl in white hurriedly said, "Ah, sister, how does a little brother know that he is an old man? He respects the old man very much, and he doesn't call him grandpa? What's so strange about this?"

The child couldn't help but be surprised: "Is he?"

"Yes, little brother, haven't you heard others talk about these nine old monsters?"

The child shook his head: "Is that white-haired old man called Jiuyou Old Monster?"

"Yes! This old monster is cruel. When he doesn't like people, he kills them for no reason. Is he here, little brother?"

The child hesitated, is the white-haired old man the murderer?

That's not true!

Those three men are vicious!

A soft voice whispered in his ear: "Don't listen to their nonsense, child; ”

When the child heard this, he no longer hesitated, shook his head and said, "No, I don't know." ”

The girl in black glared at him, "Don't you know? How do you know he's white-haired?"

"I don't know!"

The girl in white smiled, "You won't lie, little brother," she said. If you don't know, how do you know he has gray hair? We didn't tell you!"

The girl in black said coldly, "Little one, I think it's better for you to tell the truth." Where did you hide that old monster? Do you think he will repay you for saving your life? This old monster is ruthless, maybe he will kill you for the sake of his own face, lest the people in the Xuan Ling will laugh at him and say that a child who doesn't know martial arts saved him!"

"Yes, little brother, this old monster is cruel, ruthless, and conceited. Tell me, where did he go?"

"I really don't know. ”

When a child saves an old man with gray hair, it is not out of retribution, but out of pity.

Because his grandfather once taught him: a person should see sympathy, respect the old and love the young, and not sell other people's lives for their own sake. The child didn't quite believe what the girl in black said, he saved the white-haired old man, how could he kill himself?

The girl in black was a little annoyed: "Then how do you know he has white hair?"

"The three of them said that!"

The two girls looked at each other, and it was possible for the child to say so.

The girl in black said, "Sister, let's not ask him again. I'll search the house and take a look. ”

"Wait, sister. ”

"What's wrong, sister?"

The girl in white thought for a moment, "Let my sister and I go in." ”

"Sister, don't you believe that I can deal with this injured old monster alone?"

"That's not how it is, sister. Although the old monster was stabbed twice, he was seriously wounded. But the old monster's martial arts are strong, and his cultivation has not yet been exhausted, so we have to secretly guard against his sudden action, and we can't be careless. ”

The two girls said this, if the child is a martial arts master, or the child is a person who walks on the Xuan Ling, as long as he knows a little about martial arts, he will not hesitate to tell the white-haired old man where he is hiding.

Even if he doesn't speak directly, he will hint at the white-haired old man's hiding place, as most of the people who fight the Terrans are demons, goblins, and bad guys.

Unfortunately, this kid didn't know anything about the Spirit.

He watched helplessly as the young ladies walked into his cabin.

After a while, the two girls turned around, and the girl in white asked the child, "Who is the old man who died in the house?"

"This is my grandfather. ”

"Well, how did he die?"

"Fell from the mountain and died. ”

The girl in white was very moved, took out some broken pieces of silver from her, and said, "Little brother, we didn't know that you had suffered misfortune, so we came to find your grandfather who took the money and buried it properly." ”

The child was moved to tears.

Just now, he felt very lonely in his heart, but the white girl cared about him so much, his heart was deeply moved, and he shook his head: "I can't take your money." ”

The girl in white was surprised and surprised: "Little brother, why don't you want it?"

The child shook his head, he wanted to say that he had lied to the white girl, guilty, and did not dare to say it. But he was wrong, so he said, "No, I'm going to bury my grandfather myself, I don't need any money." I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back in the future ”

"Hey, who wants the money back, little brother? ”

The girl in white put the silver in the child's hand and said to the girl in black, "Sister, let's go." ”

"Wait, look, we haven't searched the pile yet. Maybe the old weirdo was hiding inside while his brother wasn't looking?"

The boy was surprised, but fortunately, although he was young, he was smart and he knew how to hunt. I thought to myself: if he said that there was no one hiding in the firewood, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of the two kind girls, instead of saying it generously himself. He said, "If you don't believe you, I'll move away so you can see it." ”

The white girl smiled: "Little brother, no need!"

As she spoke, she suddenly struck, took out her sword like the wind, and quickly stabbed three swords into the firewood, this is the standard Thousand Illusion Sword Swordsmanship, if someone hides in the firewood, how can they not dodge these three unexpected unique swordsmanship.

The child was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out, and he froze.

So, is the white-haired old man still alive?

The child never thought that the girl who spoke with a smiling face would carve such a dangerous trace in his young heart: don't just look at a person's smiling face, only listen to his words, but also look at his behavior and behavior, otherwise, it is easy to suffer.

The girl in white saw that her sword had been stabbed three times, but there was nothing in the stack of wood.

There was neither sound nor crying.

She drew her sword and returned to its scabbard, and said to the girl in black, "Sister, there is really no one in the stack.

The black girl nodded, and the two figures flashed, and suddenly, like night birds, immediately disappeared into the moonlight.

The boy stayed there for a long time before he woke up.

Then, he hurried to carry firewood, wanting to see how the white-haired old man was doing.

I saw the gray-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the firewood, looking like a Zen monk, motionless, and in the moonlight he looked like a clay figure, motionless.

The child panicked at first, thinking that the white-haired old man had died quietly like his grandfather.

No wonder the girl stabbed three times and didn't hear the cry!

The dead will not cry, and so will the three hundred swords.

The child did not expect to see two dead old people in one night.

He was in a daze and was about to leave.

Suddenly asked, the white-haired old man opened his mouth and spoke: "Child, I'm not dead, don't go." ”

The child was startled and asked in surprise, "Grandpa, are you really not dead?"

"Do you wish I was dead?"

"No, no, I thought you were dead, old man!"

"I can't die. ”

The child was surprised and asked, "Grandpa, didn't the sword pierce you three times?"

The white-haired old man snorted contemptuously and said, "How could she stab me with her three-legged cat swordsmanship? If I hadn't been seriously injured, I would have killed her a long time ago." But they can't get away, and I'm going to kill them sooner or later. ”

The child couldn't help but be surprised: "Grandpa, do you want to kill them?"

"Yes, I'm going to kill them because they have offended me tonight. ”

"No, no, grandpa, you can't kill them. ”

The white-haired old man said angrily, "Why? You got her Xuanshi and told me not to kill her? I'm going to kill her, don't you know that she's going to kill me?"

"No, no! I hope you don't kill around!"

"Hmph, a good heart often doesn't get a good return, do you understand? Okay! Go and pour me a bowl of water. ”

"Okay! ”

The boy turned and walked towards the hut, wondering how the girl could not even reach the old man with her sword three times. Yes, this old man must be a fairy protecting him, no wonder I heard the voice of a fairy. It seems that the old man will not be a killer with a cruel nature, as the girl in black said. A murderous demon, will the gods protect him in the dark?

How did this kid know that there is a rare martial art in the Xuan Ling, which is called the Spirit Monkey Body Method.

When this spirit monkey body method is trained to the best state, the Xuan Ling, who is not afraid to enter the sword and gun, is not easy to be stabbed by the enemy.

This unique skill was used by the gray-haired old man, his dexterous body and muscles suddenly contracted, calmly and skillfully avoiding the three sharp swords, and the girl in white was on the firewood, so every time the girl took out the sword, she did not hurt the old man's flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, the white-haired old man had only cultivated half of his martial arts.

If he cultivates to 100 percent, he won't be seriously injured tonight, it's his opponent who will be injured.

The child poured a bowl of water for the white-haired old man, but the old man did not drink it, but took out two pills from his bosom that he did not know what they were, the color was green, and swallowed them with water, and then said to the child, "Well, you still have to cover me."