At the beginning of July, at the foot of Mo Mountain, in the Sword Casting Villa.

The summer is getting stronger, and some early Zen people are already chirping wantonly.

And on Xiao Zhu'er's face, beads of sweat the size of beans kept flowing down his forehead.

Xiao Zhu'er is ten years old this year, and her eyes are still full of childishness that has not grown up, with a body that has not yet grown up and a simple green clothes, like bamboo shoots that have just emerged, immature and stubborn.

Xiao Zhu'er has wanted to be a hero since she was a child, the kind of hero who is strong in martial arts, chivalrous and righteous, and admired by tens of thousands of people.

Of course, the main thing is that he doesn't want to be bullied at will like his father.

So Xiao Zhu'er was sent to Sword Casting Villa when he was seven years old and became a schoolboy.

But how much strength did he have to learn how to forge a sword before he grew up?

And Xiao Zhu'er also felt that forging a sword was very bitter, but he gritted his teeth and was unwilling to give up.

A seven-year-old child, but with such perseverance. When people saw it, they couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for this immature child.

"The young master lacks a scholar, so send him over. At this time, I don't know who said such a sentence.

In this way, Xiao Zhu'er became the scholar of the young owner of Sword Casting Villa.

But Xiaozhu'er didn't want to go.

Xiao Zhu'er thinks that those "young masters" are very fierce people, who beat people at every turn, and they are very bad and bad people.

Because he knew that those who bullied his father were called young masters by the people around him.

Xiao Zhu'er was a little scared.

I'm afraid that if I haven't become a hero yet, I'm going to be bullied by the young master.

Xiao Zhu'er thought like this, and he saw the young master.

"When you enter the Sword Casting Villa, you should change your surname to Li. These were the first words that the young master said.

Xiao Zhu'er didn't answer, he lowered his head, not daring to look at the young master.

"What's your name. The young master asked lightly.

Xiao Zhu'er was a little nervous, her two little hands pinched the corners of her clothes hard, and she didn't dare to speak.

"Back to the young master, his name is Xiao Zhu'er. At this time, another person's voice reached Xiao Zhu'er's ears, and the voice was a little sharp. It's like a rooster crowing, and it's very ugly.

Xiao Zhu'er could hear that it was the voice of the person who let him come over to be a scholar.

Xiao Zhu'er didn't know him, but the people around him called him Manager Zhang. He rarely shows up and is said to have a lot to do. Everyone listened to him.

"What's your last name?" the young master asked casually.

"Young Master Hui, his father's surname is Jin, and he is a woodcutter in Moshi Town, who was beaten to death by a big family in the town a month ago. Manager Zhang said in a low voice. But the voice is still very high-pitched.

At this time, Xiao Zhu'er suddenly raised his head, and he finally saw the young master in front of him, dressed in green clothes, his face was pale, his eyes were calm like water, and he was fragile like a blank piece of paper.

"My dad is dead?" Xiao Zhu'er asked a little strangely.

"Yes...."Manager Zhang was about to answer, when the young master on the side suddenly interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"That's not your father. The young master said softly, and there seemed to be a hint of tenderness in his voice.

"Really?" Xiao Zhu'er was very happy to hear that his father was fine.

The young master smiled: "Your father is still alive, he asked you to practice martial arts here and become a hero." ”

The young master's voice was soft, but gentle.

Xiao Zhu'er smiled happily, he didn't expect his father to remember what he had said.

"Then I'll be a scholar. Xiao Zhu'er said happily.

The young master nodded, looked at Xiao Zhu'er, and said softly: "From today on, your name is Li Zhu, and you are a person from Sword Casting Villa." ”

Xiao Zhu'er nodded and asked curiously, "Then do I want to help the young master bully people in the future?"

The pale-faced young master shook his head and said, "No. ”

Xiao Zhu'er nodded and said, "I don't want to do that either, it's not a hero." ”

The young master smiled.

Xiao Zhu'er felt that this young master was different from the kind he had seen before, he smiled very beautifully, at least hundreds of times better than those young masters.

He looked at the young master quietly, thinking that he still had something to say.

"That's all for today, let Manager Zhang clean up for you and tell you what to do in the future. The young master touched Xiao Zhu'er's head and left.

"What's the young master's name?" Xiao Zhu'er asked Mr. Zhang with some confusion.

"The young master's surname is Li, and his name is Shaoyi. Manager Zhang also tried to speak softly like the young master, but his voice was sharp and awkward.

"It's the young owner of our Sword Forge Villa. Mr. Zhang said softly.

"The young owner of the Sword Casting Villa. Xiao Zhu'er repeated softly.

In this way, Xiaozhuer became Li Shaoyi's scholar.

Three years later, at the foot of Mo Mountain, in the Sword Casting Villa, there was a courtyard.

"Young master, how about you say that I will be called an invincible hero in the future!. Xiao Zhu'er was dressed in green clothes, and her fair little face was a little red because of excitement.

"It's better to be called the Peerless. Li Shaoyi looked at the little bamboo not far away and smiled softly.

"Okay, then I will be called the Peerless Hero in the future. Xiao Zhu'er shouted loudly and giggled. The mouth is still shouting, "Peerless hero!"

"Xiaozhu'er, I've been my scholar for three years. Li Shaoyi said.

"Back to the young master, it's three years and seven days. Xiao Zhu'er returned to Li Shaoyi's side and said softly.

"Time flies. Li Shaoyi coughed lightly twice and sighed.

"Young Master, you have weak bones, you need to be careful. Xiao Zhu'er said with concern.

"It doesn't matter. Li Shaoyi waved his hand and signaled not to care.

"Then what's the matter, young master, you'll be married in a few days!" Xiao Zhu'er said hurriedly.

"There's a lot more to do!"

"What's the matter?" Li Shaoyi looked at Xiao Zhu'er suspiciously,

Xiao Zhu'er seemed to be a little proud and said, "I want to have a baby!"

Li Shaoyi lightly flicked Xiao Zhu'er's forehead with his fingers, and scolded with a smile: "People are small and big." ”

Xiao Zhu'er covered her forehead and smiled.

Li Shaoyi sighed and said, "Yes, I'm going to get married", there was a little loneliness between the words, and he didn't seem to be happy.

"I heard that there are four great colors in the rivers and lakes, and the young lady is one of them. Xiao Zhu'er said excitedly.

"How do you know?" asked Li Shaoyi with some curiosity.

"I want to become a peerless hero in the future, and the hero must naturally be accompanied by beautiful women. Xiao Zhu'er said proudly.

"You need to know in advance. Xiao Zhu'er shook her head and added.

Li Shaoyi looked at Xiao Zhu'er with interest and asked, "What kind of hero do you want to be?"

"Aren't we Sword Casting Villa, I want to be a character like Sword Tianzi!" Xiao Zhu'er said faster and faster, and his two hands were also gesturing in the air, shouting "The most powerful kind" with a very excited expression.

Li Shaoyi shook his head and said with a smile: "That's a Sword Saint, how can it be so easy." ”

Yes, there are only three people who deserve the name of "Sword Master" today.

Fifty years ago, the Yuanmu Dao people of Wudang Mountain shook the sky with a sword, and the purple glow overflowed Wudang, which was said to be holy.

Thirty years ago, the coffin bearer came from Saibei, and fought the Central Plains master on the side of the Cangjiang River, after that war, the Cangjiang River was almost dried up, and it could not be restored to its original state within five years, which was for sanctification.

Ten years ago, the Sword Son was born, holding the Shaoyi Sword, breaking into Wudang Mountain, fighting the Yuanmu Dao people, and the vision of heaven and earth rose again after the war. The sword son sanctified.

"The most important thing is that the Sword Heavenly Son uses the sword you forged, Young Master!" Xiao Zhu'er shouted excitedly.

The Shaoyi sword used by the Sword Heavenly Son was cast by Li Shaoyi.

Li Shaoyi smiled and said nothing.

"If I become a character like the Sword Prince, I can come and go freely in the world. Xiao Zhu'er said wistfully.

"The world comes and goes freely.". Li Shaoyi repeated this sentence in a low voice and smiled softly.

Xiao Zhu'er asked loudly, "Young Master, what kind of person do you want to become?"

Li Shaoyi responded: "I want to be like a mouse. ”。

Xiao Zhu'er sighed, tilted her head and asked suspiciously, "Which mouse is a human?" ”

Li Shaoyi said with a smile: "Mice are also human, but they are a little timid and afraid. ”

Xiao Zhu'er said with some doubts: "How can there be a sword genius." ”

Li Shaoyi reached out and touched Xiao Zhu'er's head, he found that Xiao Zhu'er was much taller than three years ago, and it was almost to Li Shaoyi's chest.

Li Shaoyi said: "But he is very kind and very happy. ”

"The main thing is that he is my friend. Li Shaoyi chuckled softly, his tone full of joy.

Xiao Zhu'er lowered his head a little thoughtfully, because he knew that Li Shaoyi stayed in the Sword Casting Villa all the year round, and Xiao Zhu'er didn't know anything about him who could become a friend.

In addition to the people just mentioned, nicknamed "Mouse".

"Are mice very powerful?" Xiao Zhu'er raised her head and asked suspiciously.

Li Shaoyi looked at the towering Moshan Mountain in the distance, and said softly: "It's not powerful, but it's very free." ”。

The ink mountain is like ink, and the mountain shape is slender, like a sharp sword, where it is always inserted.

Not far away, the manager Zhang bowed slightly, and an old woman stood quietly in front of the manager Zhang and looked at Li Shaoyi and Xiao Zhu'er.

The old woman has an old complexion, the silver thread on her head is neatly tied behind her head, and she is holding a slender dragon head cane in her hand.

"Freedom.." The old woman whispered.

At that moment, there was another soft sigh: "Da Nian, do you say what I did is right or wrong." ”

Manager Zhang still lowered his head and said respectfully: "Madame's hard work, young master, he will definitely understand." ”

"I hope so. The old woman looked at Li Shaoyi, her eyes full of infinite love.

The wind blew gently, and the two people standing in the distance disappeared at some point.

Xiao Zhu'er was still dancing and frolicking in the courtyard, and Li Shaoyi was still looking at Moshan in the distance and was silent.

It was as if the two had never been here.