A modern city of nothingness, with high-rise buildings and unmanned cars parked on the roads everywhere.

Mo Ke stood on the tallest building in the city, looking around with an umbrella.

After completely fusing with Yin Mo Ke and completing his soul, Mo Ke could clearly perceive that the inside of the Slashing Knife was already different.

Although after entering the world of the Slashing Sword, the sword spirit still did not appear, but Mo Ke could feel him.

"Found it!"

Mo Ke stared in one direction, and then took a leap and galloped away into the distance.

After a while, Mo Ke, dressed in a death tyrant costume, stood at the door of a bathing center.

But instead of looking at the bathing center, he looked at a small wooden house next to it.

It's so familiar....

I remember that when the first building was built in the city, the cabin had already been demolished.

Although Mo Ke still came to this area often later, the target only shifted to the next door.

The wooden house is a rental bookstore, and the name is Youjian Rental Bookstore.

Most of Mo Ke's happiness when he was studying is here

Pushing open the somewhat old sliding door, with some harsh creaks, Mo Ke stepped in.

A small cash register counter with a computer, where the bookstore owner used to hang QQ every day, and kept his eyes on the legend.

I glanced around, and it was still the same as I remembered.

Rows and rows of bookshelves with a large book frame in the middle.

There are some disorganized comics in the book frame, and there are no well-known comic books.

Those comics either have to go to the Xinhua bookstore, or have to ask friends to buy them outside, which is not available in this small place.

On the shelves, there are no mathematics, physics and chemistry, and there are no world famous books.

There is only a novel that has been turned over in tatters and covered with yellow book covers.

On the covers of all novels, it is written "Huang Yi".

Although Mo Ke hadn't read any of Huang Yi's novels when he was a child, he had been fascinated by Master Huang for a long time.

The reason is this, I don't know if it's the only one in his small city, or if it's the same all over the country, all online books are pirated and labeled with the words of the author Huang Yi.

Very few, write an anonymous ...

A little conscience, but not much.

Anyway, I just don't write the original author.

This led to Mo Ke's small junior high school, a group of scumbags discussing Huang Yi and Anonymous who wrote good novels all day long....

The former is large and full, the latter is short and lean....

It wasn't until later, when everyone was undecided to ask Baidu, that a group of fools knew that the anonymous name was not a person's name......

It's really nostalgic.

When the Internet was just emerging, the broadband fee was a lot of support, and I could only occasionally go to the Internet café early in the morning to see if there was an all-night machine to end the addictive era.

This kind of small rental bookstore for a dollar a day is the only fun.

Looking at the dense novels on the shelves, Mo Ke raised the sword in his hand and smiled.

Three thousand worlds, so it is, this environment is really worthy of the name,

Retracting his thoughts, Mo Ke skillfully bypassed a few bookshelves and walked to the corner of the bookstore.

In the gap between the several shelves in the corner, a small space is separated, very private, and a small ladder is placed inside.

The kind of ladder that is common in bookstores can sit people.

Mo Ke used to like to hide inside and read books, and the confined environment always gave people a sense of reassurance.

Sure enough, at this moment, a young man was sitting on the ladder, looking intently at the book in his hand.

The boy looks the same as Mo Ke, but his hair and pupils are black, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his hair is a little messy.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man raised his head and looked at Mo Ke.

"You're here."

"I'm coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"Have you seen an ancient dragon?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Then what kind of stinky B are you pretending, I'll just say I haven't seen it, how can you have seen it."

“....”

The boy was a little stunned, he closed the book in his hand and pushed down his glasses.

"Although I haven't read Gu Long, I have read this passage." He replied very seriously, and without waiting for Mo Ke to speak, he continued: "I know the purpose of your coming, and I want to ask you a question before that. ”

"Say." Mo Ke is fearless, no matter how much the sword spirit is hanging, it is only a part of himself, and it is impossible to ask questions that are beyond the boundaries of his own thinking.

What if you ask? Just answer, I don't understand, can you understand?

"You've seen the conversation between Xubai and a household, so I'm going to ask you the same thing."

"Posture and ability, and strength, we are exactly the same, who will be the king of the dominant power, and who will be the mount that adds strength?"

Mo Ke was also a little stunned, what kind of problem is this, he thought that the sword spirit was going to ask him what dreams he had.

But he wouldn't follow the words of the sword spirit.

"Are you stunned by the novel? When did you have the same posture and strength as I did? You stupid hat, this is the Hokage world, it's a big deal I don't want to cut the sword, what can you do? ”

Yes, this is not the world of death, what if Mo Ke doesn't want to cut the sword, how can I turn over and be the master?

The sword spirit suddenly discovered Huadian, this plot is not right!

He tossed the book aside, then stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to argue with Mo Ke.

Can you say don't want it? You can't be so casual!

As a result, he stood up straight, and was ridiculed unscrupulously by Mo Ke: "Hahaha, it's the same as me, it's half a head behind me, you have the same head as me~"

Dao Ling's face turned red all of a sudden: "Are you embarrassed to say it?" Isn't that what you were in junior high school! ”

"What's the matter, you want to hit me, I'm 1.8 meters now~"

"I'll admit that I'm not like you, I'm not as shameless as you are at my age."

Mo Ke was triumphant, this sword spirit was a reproduction of a certain period of history in his heart, and the little middle two dared to make a mistake.

"Let's stop playing false, just fight, see who is the best and who is the king, how simple it is."

After speaking, Mo Ke didn't forget to bend his biceps and looked at the bean sprouts in front of him mockingly.

"Not coming." The sword spirit compared the size of the two sides, and then thought about the strength of the two sides, and shook his head wisely.

Mo Ke's words reminded him that this was not the world of death, and the power of the Slashing Sword would be weaker than a notch.

"Oh, then I'm leaving." Hearing that the sword spirit said no, Mo Ke turned his head and left, and Hao didn't pay any attention.

？？？

Three question marks slowly popped up on the head of the knife spirit, so he didn't play cards according to the routine?

He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Ke: "Hey, what's the matter with you, we can discuss something else, such as a single knife technique or something..."

Mo Ke was almost laughed at angrily, and he just shook his hand and stumbled the sword spirit.

"What's the matter with you, little brother, you and I are fighting alone? Why don't you compare mathematics, physics and chemistry with me? ”

In fact, the knife spirit wants to have a beautiful waist and a horse to stabilize his body, and then a cool Thomas slalom to give Mo Ke a sliding shovel.

Question: Mo Ke's power is a bit big.......

He held the bookshelf with one hand to prevent himself from falling, and when he heard Mo Ke's suggestion, he nodded: "If you compare mathematics, physics and chemistry... It's not that you can't ..... hey, don't go, let's discuss it again, or let's compete with the dance troupe, hey! ”

"Don't, there are cat cakes, fools are better than you like this, I'll go back to sleep."

"You don't want to slash the power of the true name of the sword?"

"Don't want it, it's enough for me to solve it, oh no, I don't want it anymore, I'll seal the slashing knife when I go out, and I'll suffocate you."

"Don't mind, I'll just joke with you, don't leave yet!"

Mo Ke was unmoved, and walked towards the door with firm steps, while silently reciting in his heart.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Four steps, five steps...... Damn, the situation is not right, I'm about to go out.

Finally, when he was about to step out of the bookstore, a depressed voice sounded behind Mo Ke: "Hey, I'm serving you, forget it, it's up to you, what are we comparing." ”

A wicked smile crossed the corner of Mo Ke's mouth, but when he turned around, he looked disgusted again.

"Can you talk like a primary school student, not foreign and not earthy."

The sword spirit was visibly mourned, and his plan to seize the house died before it was born, so he couldn't figure it out.

This b wasn't like this when I was in junior high school, why is it so messy now.

Forget it, forget it, anyway, as far as I can remember, there are not many sword spirits who have successfully ascended to the position, basically pretending to be a B and being honestly subdued by the master, basically making up the space.

A lot of embodied images are still female bodies, and they have to be scolded, so I'm okay.

Mo Ke was very honest when he was in junior high school, and he was also very Ah Q, and the sword spirit inherited this perfectly.

……

In the end, Mo Ke and Dao Ling didn't have any competition.

They used Mo Ke to occasionally bring in novels, and the sword spirit gave Mo Ke the ability to solve the swastika for free by teaching Mo Ke the art of slashing.

Is the sword spirit lost? It's not a loss, he made a lot of money this time, after all, if he still doesn't agree, he will be sealed in the sword and learn to brush Kakashi's book more than a dozen times.

Mo Ke, who had come out of the slashing knife, was refreshed and casually threw this ninja Yi into it.

He is the blood loss, he hasn't even read this book himself!

After looking at the slashing knife in his hand, Mo Ke nodded with satisfaction.

Slashing Sword: Three Thousand Worlds, Swastika: Great Thousand Worlds.

It's good, now I'm really a child of the world.