On a small hill in the southeast of the Tegetus Mountains, two young men were wielding their spears with all their might, meticulously practicing the martial arts handed down by their teachers.

The two of them are about the same size, both about 1.78 meters, the young man in black on the left is about 20 years old, his body is strong and powerful, and the spear is whining, and the young man in blue on the right is estimated to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face and a slender body.

The two of them were sweating profusely after practicing for a while, and the blue-clothed young man seemed to be unable to withstand the excessive intensity of the exercise, so he stopped panting, came to a big tree next to him to rest for a while, picked up a lyre beside him, and began to sit there and play it.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, and his playing skills are also extremely skillful, and the moving music will sound in the mountains for a while, wisps and melodious, and an endless feeling will rise from the bottom of my heart.

Soon the sound of the piano began to change again, sometimes agitated like a thousand zhang waterfall, sometimes soothing like a trickling spring, sometimes low back like a whisper, sometimes crisp like a pearl falling on a jade plate. Under the clear light of the sun on a summer morning, you will pass through the wooded mountains and forests, and through the white clouds floating high in the sky, and go straight into the distance. The birds of all colors in the sky also seemed to be affected by the sound of the piano, lingering under the blue sky, and did not want to leave for a long time.

As soon as the song was played, I heard a voice around me: "Olufei's sound is really getting more and more beautiful, and his playing skills are getting better and better, and he is indeed worthy of being the son of the muse." ”

The blue-clad boy Olufei looked up and saw a strong centaur coming to his side at some point. So he got up and bowed and said, "Olufei has seen the teacher, I feel a little tired after practicing once, so I stopped and rested for a while, and asked the teacher to punish him." ”

The centaur waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, and said with a smile: "What is the punishment, you are not good at martial arts, your talent is above music, this should not be wasted, otherwise Apollo should say that I have no way to teach my disciples!"

The mighty centaur was none other than the hermit of Pilivin, the only son of the river god O'Agros and one of the nine muses of literature and art, Caliopa, who was born with extraordinary artistic talents, and when he was still young, Apollo, the god of music, gave him his seven-stringed lyre. His mother, seeing that he was playing with the lyre all day, and that he was too weak, feared that he would die prematurely, sent him to Caron to practice his martial arts.

The black-clothed young man who was still waving the spear in his hand was called Yi Asong, and when he heard the teacher praising this young man who was as delicate as a woman, he was very unconvinced, and couldn't help but secretly say: Hmph, what's so great about the son of the goddess, my family is not bad, and I will snatch the throne back when I turn around.

It turned out that the young Iason was the son of King Esson, but Esson's personality was too indecisive, and his half-brother Polyas plotted to take the throne and exile the family. Essonne wandered around with him, seeking revenge, but when he saw that he had no hope of revenge, he pinned all his hopes on his son. He took Iason to find Caron on Mount Piliwen and begged him to teach his son, but Caron could not resist his plea, and agreed to take the young Iason as an apprentice.

It's just that this Yi Axon works very hard, and Caron doesn't hide his secrets, but no matter how he practices, he can't meet Caron's requirements, and if he is not comparable to those apprentices before Charon, he is slightly stronger than the literary boy Olufei and the medical god Asclepios. Kajon shook his head every time he saw it, and he couldn't either, he could only sigh at the difference in personal qualifications!

Karon asked Iasong to continue practicing his martial arts, and then he stood there and began to instruct Olufei in his piano skills. Charon has the title of the hero's division, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, bow, arrow, knife and gun, fist fighting, sumo, he is almost omnipotent and omniscient in the world, and of course it is not a problem to point out Olufei at this time. After a while, Olufei began to play again under his direction.

After a delicate piece of music was played, I heard a burst of high-fives and exclamations in the distance, and Caron looked up, only to see three people standing on the path in front of him, and a slender young man at the head saw him look over, and arched his hand and said loudly: "May I ask if Mr. Charon is sitting in front of me, and I am polite here." ”

The person who came was Excellence and his party, and the Excellence and Thelamon brothers finally came to Greece after a few days on the ship, and when they thought of Charon and his apprentice god of medicine, Asclepios, the old man died because of his own affairs, and his heart could not help but feel a sense of sadness.

The three of them didn't know where Piliwen Mountain was, so they asked and inquired along the way, and it took a lot of effort to get here.

Caron smiled when he heard it: "I'm Caron, Xiaoyou and his party are from there, if you don't dislike it, you can come over and talk about it." ”

At this time, I saw the two brothers of Telamon running over quickly, came to Caron, knelt on the ground with a puff, and began to kowtow, kowtowing and saying: "I have seen my grandfather, my grandson has saluted you!"

Caron was puzzled, quickly pulled the two up, looked at the two, and wondered: "You call me grandfather, are you the son of Aeakos on the island of Aejina?"

Tramon's face was full of joy, and she said angrily, "Yes, grandfather. My name is Telamon, and this is my brother Peleus. ”

The three of them talked, and the two of them had already come over, and Peleus hurriedly introduced him to his grandfather.

After meeting them, Charon asked the four young men to chat with Olufei and the others first, and then came to the other side with excellence.

Looking at his gaze, there was a wry smile in his heart, needless to say, he must have asked about the relationship with Theseus, so he opened his mouth without waiting for him to speak: "Old man, I am Hippolytus, the son of Theseus, and I only use the name Excellence now for other reasons." ”

"Well, I'll just say how can I look away, you look like Theseus, just like he was when he was young. Charon smiled and nodded, seeing that his expression was a little sad, and said: "I have also heard about that incident, don't be sad, Asclepios will die well even if he dies." By the way, how is that kid Theseus doing now?"

Excellence shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't been back to Athens since the last time Luna saved me, but he is in good health, so there should be no problem." ”

The two talked, and Zhuo Zhuo told the story of the Telamon brothers accidentally killing their younger brother, and asked: "Old man, I will hand over these two brothers to you, what are their qualifications, are they qualified to be your apprentices?"

"The two of them are not bad, they are a piece of material for martial arts training. Charon nodded, thinking about it and sighing: "Alas, it doesn't matter if Olufei himself is not a martial artist, and that kid from Yi Asong hasn't practiced so far, I'm afraid he will lose the name of my hero army! Hey, what's wrong with you, what are you stupid?"

Can excellence not be stupid, the beautiful boy who plays the piano turned out to be the legendary Silver Saint Seiya written by Mr. Che Tian, and the Lyra Olufei whose strength is better than that of the Gold Saint Seiya. The heart said that this Olufei is so slender and pure like a girl, how can he have a little bit of force.

After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses, looked at Charon's puzzled gaze, and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, I just can't accept some information, and my brain is just messed up for a while." ”

Charon didn't pay much attention to it, looked at the spear in his hand and the big bow on his back, and thought for a while: "Boy, let me remind you, your big bow is better put away." ”

Zhuo Zhuo was stunned by what he said, but he soon understood, and said in disbelief: "Old man, is there anyone who dares to go against the Moon God?"

Charon's face sank: "You are really right, have you forgotten how you died before? You are a person who has made enemies with the queen of the underworld, I will say a disrespectful word, the person in the queen of the underworld is similar to the moon god, they are all obedient and willful, and they will take revenge if they have revenge, if they let her know that they are looking for an opportunity to yin you, who will you talk to!"

Thinking about it, those gods care about the life and death of ordinary people, if it weren't for the moon god who regarded himself as her old lover, I'm afraid I would have to practice zombie Taoism in the cemetery. So he took out the bow and arrows and handed them to Charon and said, "Old man, I will put this bow and arrow here for you first, anyway, I won't need it for the time being." ”