It was early autumn, the fog was thin and frosty, and the moon was clear and the wind was clear.

The Destiny Star twinkled in the distant night sky, as if it was conveying some kind of mysterious message.

The beggar grass bent over, standing in the breeze, ready to meet the baptism of the morning light, and the dew on the tip of the grass was crumbling. The traces of blood left at the roots of the grass were not easily absorbed by the grass and slowly disappeared at the foot of this mausoleum.

Lingshan is not a mountain, but a mountain stacked on top of each other, a large mountain, mountain after mountain. In the meantime, there are countless birds and beasts, and there are endless plants, trees, flowers and fruits. Its top is easy to obtain by non-human beings. At the bottom of it, the smoke curls up, giving birth to generations of hard-working people.

At dawn, women tend to get up early, set up firewood, raise the stove, boil soup porridge, and bake flatbread. After everything will be ready, wake up your own man. Of course, Uncle Urging is not so blessed.

Urging uncle, he left home when he was young and returned in middle age. He left frail and thin, but returned strong and strong. He left in high spirits and returned gloomy. When he left, his parents were fine, and when he returned, he had already had grass on his grave.

It is said that after urging the uncle to come back, he stood in front of his parents' grave for seven days and seven nights, and then turned white. It has been nearly 20 years ago, and during this time, some people have been the matchmaker, but they have all been rejected. Thus living alone to this day.

Uncle urging, barefoot, eyes closed, breath-holding, right hand gripping, left finger pressing the blade, regular grinding, very charming.

The knife is shaped like an ordinary chai knife. Three inches wide, three feet long, the whole body is pitch black, and the handle of the knife is engraved with two words, one will.

Thousands of mornings have been like this, birds and dogs barking, old men sharpening their knives, but today they were broken by a moan.

Chen Bai woke up from a coma, with a few rags wrapped around his body, only to feel dry mouth and lack of strength, and his whole body was in pain.

Slowly opened his eyes, only to see a white-haired old man with a slight scar on the left side of his face walking towards him with a firewood knife. Chen Bai was so shocked that his whole body tightened, and the pain was even worse, and he fainted again.

A few days later, Chen Bai got better, and after learning that it was the uncle in front of him who saved him, he was grateful and at the same time, he also started chatting not on the same channel.

"Uncle, where is this Daishan?"

"Huh?"

"Uncle, do you have a phone at home, borrow me as an envoy?"

"Huh?"

"Uncle, is there a station nearby?"

Uncle Xuan looked at Chen Bai with pity, feeling that he had saved a fool.

A few days later, Chen Baicai finally accepted the reality and crossed over.

After taking the college entrance examination, I am ready to relax on my own trip to Daishan. Because there is no group, wandering around on Dai Mountain, just ascending the south of the mountain, I was attracted by a pair of mountain stone carvings, in order to make the picture more clear, so as to send a circle of friends, quietly climbed the rock wall, but just took out the mobile phone, and slipped and fell......

And what made Chen Bai finally recognize the fact that he crossed over was because he had taken a few classes with the children in the school in the village. From the teaching, I knew that the place where I was at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, located in the country of Chaocheng Mountain.

"Chaocheng Mountain Country, the land is vast and rich, with Lingshan as the east barrier, tens of millions of hectares of grassland as the west screen, countless heroes and heroes, the country's Shushan, the current lord of the country Shushan Lie is more diligent and loves the people."

Mr. Jiaoxi said.

Of course, this is not what Chen Bai cares about, what Chen Bai cares about is whether he is in the world of cultivating immortals, whether he can swim in the four seas, whether he is in the world of high martial arts, and whether he has the ability to pull out mountains.

So Chen Bai aimed the answer to this question at Uncle Xuan, because he found that this old man was not ordinary.

Urging the uncle, sharpening the knife at dawn, entering the mountain at sunrise, returning in half a day, and never returning in vain, either carrying wild boars or carrying fragrant roe deer, and distributing most of the prey in the afternoon, almost every day. Except for his white hair, he couldn't tell that he was an old man in his early sixties.

After Chen Bai paid attention, he always pestered the uncle, asked questions, washed and cooked, and was courteous and flattering. And Uncle Xuan always likes to ignore the answers, does not respond, and does not even ask Chen Bai's origins.

Maybe Uncle Urging is due to his personality, not only ignoring Chen Bai, but even the widow Wang in Zhuangzi who favors him is also the same.

After half a month, Chen Bai saw that he really couldn't speak, so he thought about changing his mind and decided to follow the old man inseparably.

The Destiny Star is still twinkling, and the tip of the begging grass is still hanging with dewdrops, but the body is not so fierce, but more upright.

Chen Bai got up early, knowing that Uncle Jian was about to get up, and was ready to sharpen the knife for him. walked to the wall and was about to pick up the pitch-black firewood knife, but found that he was a young man of 1.75 meters and couldn't move the firewood knife at all. My heart shook violently, and then I began to look at the knife.

The blade is pitch black, there is no tip, and the head of the knife is neat, if it is not for the handle, it feels more like an ordinary ruler.

I saw two words engraved on the handle of the knife, one will. couldn't help blurting out: "One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither!" ”

At this time, Uncle Xuan walked to Chen Bai's side, looked at Chen Bai, his eyes were sharp, and his deep voice reached Chen Bai's ears: "Go on." ”

Chen Bai was taken aback, stood up suddenly, looked at the imposing old man in front of him, couldn't help but tremble, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "Zeguo Jiangshan enters the war map, what is the plan of the people, and the people are happy to be happy.

"If you don't say anything, you will succeed and your bones will wither." Uncle Xuan repeated Chen Bai's words, suddenly reached out and grabbed Chen Bai's clothes, lifted Chen Bai into the air, and then said sharply: "Scholar's opinion, understand a fart."

At this time, Chen Bai suddenly did not panic, but felt that he finally had the opportunity to get to know the world well with the old man. So he calmly lowered his head, looked at Uncle Zhu condescendingly and smiled: "Dare to ask Mr. what to teach?"

The old man didn't say anything, his momentum slowly changed from fierce to depressed, and it took a while to put down Chen Bai. "Let's go!" After saying that, he carried the knife and turned around and went out the door.

After Chen Bai was urged to put the old man down, he quickly sorted out his figure, and then immediately chased him out.

However, it was only a few hundred meters away, and the old man could be seen somewhere. Chen Bai groped his way forward in the moonlight, but fortunately, there was only one way from the village to the mountain.

After walking for two or three miles, the further I went, the clearer the roar of the beast became, but at this time the morning light was about to rise, and I did not feel intimidated.

After walking for another half a mile, the rugged mountain road was so tired that Chen Bai couldn't open his legs, and then there was a human voice behind him, which frightened Chen Bai and quickly hid in the grass lane next to the road.

The footsteps became clearer and clearer, but suddenly they stopped abruptly. Chen Bai thought that the person had gone away, and when he looked out, he saw two large and one small three, holding bows and arrows aimed at the direction where he was.

Fortunately, the little one happened to know that it was the urging horse in the school.

Chen Bai hurriedly got up and beckoned to urge the horse, and when he saw that it was Chen Bai, he quickly collected the bow and arrows and ran to Chen Bai, bowed and said, "Mr. Chen." ”

After Chen Bai was fully standing, the other two took their bows and arrows.

"Mr. Chen, this is my father and eldest brother."

"Mr. Chen, how did you get here?"

Chen Bai didn't answer the horse directly, but patted him on the shoulder and asked in surprise: "Why don't you go to the academy and go up the mountain to hunt?" ”

Urging Ma said excitedly: "Mr. Chen, I turned twelve years old yesterday, so I can not go to the school." ”

"The cubs only go to the school, and when I grow up, I can learn to hunt....."

Children who leave the school are usually the most excited, especially those who grow up at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, as if entering the mountain can release their nature.

Urging Ma was still chattering about his hunting talent, but Chen Bai didn't give him a chance, but walked up to his father and brother, hugged his fists and said, "Uncle Xuan, Brother Xuan, can I go into the mountain with you to have a long experience?" ”

Urging Ma looked at his father and introduced him, "Dad, this is my uncle's guest, Mr. Chen." ”

"Mr. Chen's story is very good."

Hearing this, the father nodded and asked curiously, "Why didn't Mr. Chen go with the uncle?" ”

Chen Bai scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I can't keep up with his footsteps." ”

When the eldest brother who urged the horse heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "That's nature, what a heroic ancestor my uncle is!" ”

was about to continue, but his father stared at him, and then stopped his words abruptly. He winked at Chen Bai a few times.

Seeing this, Chen Bai didn't care, seeing the old man's status in everyone's hearts, he didn't dare to inquire and test too much.

He has always believed in a truth: "Those who treat others as fools are the real fools." ”