"I have a sword, as soon as the long sword comes out, the mountains and rivers collapse, the heavens and the earth change color, you wait for the thief, don't hurry up and catch it, otherwise you will be wiped out in an instant. ”

A crisp sound was heard.

"Who is it? Who broke the sword of the master? Hurry up and report your name, I will spare you from death. ”

The breeze was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and under the huge locust tree, two six or seven-year-old children grimaced at the boy who was talking, and said with a smile: "Li Moru, you can get it! Do you still want to be a sword immortal? You better quickly find a paper to wipe the snot on your face!"

Saying that, the girl ran away, the boy chased and beat fiercely behind, and the two children ran in front, chanting words in their mouths, "Moru, Moru, no one is as good, hahaha......"

"Zhang Fugui, Zhang Qingshan, you two stop for me, see if I don't beat you today, let you see how powerful Uncle Ben is. ”

The three of them chased for about half an hour, scuffling together under the old locust tree not far away, and there was not much left of the long sword in Li Moru's hand.

Zhang Fugui, the guy who made a grimace at Li Moru before, looked at Li Moru gasping for breath, nodded his chin, and asked: "Li Moru, you really want to be a sword immortal, what's so good about a sword immortal, it's better to learn from me to be the biggest rich man in the world, eat and drink every day, and play in the mountains and rivers, that's called a cool." ”

Zhang Qingshan said: "It's better to be a military officer, strategizing, winning thousands of miles away, cutting down the world as chess, and the shadow is not in the middle." ”

The boy named Li Moru, who was about the same age as the two children and was more than seven years old, wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve and said: "Of course, the long shirt is like snow, holding a sword and asking the sky, I have a sword, which can cut everything in the world, does it sound like a thief is handsome? This is also what I see from the book." ”

As he spoke, he used the index and middle fingers of his right hand to merge together, holding the 'sword' in his hand, which was less than two feet bare, and waving it in the air, as if he was already a sword fairy now.

Li Zijun on the side laughed at him and said: "You still want to be a sword immortal, to be honest, you are so big that you have ever touched a real sword? ”

Li Moru didn't feel very uncomfortable when he heard this, glanced at the man, got up and straightened his waist, and said with a rainbow of momentum: "Just that iron lump, I am not rare, one day, I will have the most beautiful sword in the world, standing on the top of the highest mountain and looking down on all beings." Forget it, I can't understand it with you ordinary people. ”

After saying this impassioned speech, Li Moru sat on the ground, his dusty fingers propped up on the ground, and let the breeze blow his messy hair everywhere

Zhang Fugui moved his position to him, approached Li Moru's ear and said, "Eh, Li Moru, if you have the ability, go and steal Longchen's sword, how about we recognize you as the boss?"

"Are you sure?"

Zhang Qingshan on the side also coaxed, from the first day Long Chen came, he was very interested in Long Chen's sword, especially recently he found that Long Chen knew more words than him, and said: "Really, as long as you can steal that sword from the hand of a strange guy and let us see, we will recognize you as the boss." ”

Li Moru got up angrily, you two wait, tonight, let's see you in the broken temple in the north of the city, and then I will let you see my Li Moru's skills, and don't forget to call the eldest brother when the time comes.

Saying that, Li Moru got up and went home along the alley, and when he returned home, he was scolded by his mother every day, changed his clothes and took a bath, and lay alone by the window to think about how to steal Longchen's sword.

When night fell, the silver-white waning moon lay quietly in the river water outside Li Moru, the willow silk hung down into the water, moving slowly with the current, and occasionally a few faint dark clouds drifted in the sky.

Li Moru quietly got up from the bed, sneaked out of the room, and walked down the alley, walking for almost two miles.

He walked along a stone path, and the place he went to was where Long Chen lived, and since Long Chen came to the ancient town, he had been living in the west wing of Mr. Private School, studying with Li Moru and them during the day, and eating and living at Mr. Private School's house at night.

For Long Chen, a foreigner, Li Moru's biggest impression is that he carries a sword on his back wherever he goes, the hilt of the sword is dark all over, and the sword body is tightly wrapped in linen, and no one has ever seen the true appearance of the sword.

I heard from the people in the town who knew how to swords, that sword was not a sword, it was just a formed sword embryo, and looking at the material, it shouldn't be a good thing, so Long Chen has been here for more than a month, and no one has coveted it.

In addition, there are not many people in the town who know martial arts, so no one wants to care about Longchen's sword, Li Moru heard people say that the sword should be a thought, so Longchen will always be with him, as for who he reads, everyone can't say why.

In addition, Li Moru has read a few folk novels and has a certain obsession with sword immortals, so he was originally a little interested in Longchen's sword, coupled with the radical methods of Zhang Fuguigui and the two today, so he wants to know what the sword in Longchen's hand looks like.

Along the path through the bamboo forest, Li Moru came to the vicinity of the West Wing, and saw through the hole in the wall that the lights had been turned off, so he guessed that Long Chen was asleep.

He tiptoed to build a high platform with stones, and after about a stick of incense, he quietly stepped on the high platform made of stones, and climbed the wall.

Reaching out to the part of the wall that protruded from the bottom of the wall, he lifted his body up the wall with his strength, and after looking left and right after going up the wall, he slid down the wall with his hands on the tiles on the wall.

Fortunately, the wall was not too high, and when he jumped to the ground, he only had some mud on his buttocks, and stepped on the grass near the base of the wall, Li Moru sneaked around the rockery and walked along the corridor to the Longchen window.

He looked around, made sure that no one was there, then gently climbed up to the windowsill, pushed the window door open, supported the window door with a fork pole, and crawled down.

Putting his feet on the table next to the window, he leaned into the room.

When he got off the table, he almost knocked over the porcelain vase on the table, which startled him.

He gently put the porcelain vase back in its place, crept around the room by the moonlight, and soon saw a man lying on the wooden bed behind the curtain, the quilt half-covered to expose the boy's upper arms and the hilt of the sword in his arms.

He cautiously approached, gently pushed the beaded curtain open, and came to the bedside like a thief.

The moonlight shone through the window in the room, the stars were shining, and Li Moru finally saw the coveted sword, but this Longchen was really holding it tightly, and he tried to draw it twice but didn't pull it out.

Just when he knelt helplessly beside the bed, Long Chen turned over and kicked all the quilts on his body, and the arm that clung to the sword body also relaxed.

Li Moru tried to draw the sword out again, and this time he pulled the sword out with an unprecedented draw.

He held the sackcloth-wrapped sword tightly in his arms, and couldn't help but touch the cold hilt of the sword, and turned to leave.

He repeated the action of coming in and climbed out of the window, and before leaving, he did not forget to wipe the footprints on the table, and just as he lowered the pole, the windowsill creaked and creaked, which frightened him a lot.

As he walked out of the hallway, he always felt that something was following him, and his heart was going up and down, but when he turned around, there was nothing.

He just thought it was the wind blowing the corners of the eaves, and he didn't care about the sound of washing the tiles.

When he went to the base of the wall again, he couldn't help but feel difficult, and when he was outside, he could find stones to step on, but where to get stones in this courtyard?

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and remembered the desk in the courtyard for class, although the table was heavy, but it could still be dragged if it was dragged slowly.

He carried the sword to the courtyard and put it on the desk, at this time he no longer thought about what kind of punishment he would receive tomorrow, and the joy of getting the sword had made him forget the burning pain of the ring ruler hitting the palm of his hand on weekdays.

He dragged the desk step by step, but the desk was so heavy that it took two sticks of incense to reach the base of the wall. He was so tired that he was sweating all over.

When the wind blew from the bamboo forest, it was mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and when he passed him, the sweat on his body instantly became cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He looked at the bright moonlight and touched the long sword in his hand, not to mention how happy he was.

He followed Long Chen's usual sword and tied the sword to his body, stepped on the desk and climbed the wall, pulled the tip of the stick with his hand, and slowly turned his body over.

Holding his hands on the top of the wall, he tentatively searched for the stone platform that came in on his tiptoes.

Just as he was trying to wonder if he was in the wrong position, his toes touched something soft, and he stepped on the soles of his feet on it, and then slowly slid down the wall.

The moment he turned around, he froze, and in front of him was a boy about his own height, dressed in red and black brocade, with his hands crossed across his chest.

The moonlight shone on the boy's face, his delicate skin was like jade, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stared at him with his right foot shaking, "What's wrong?"

Li Moru was so frightened that he stepped back and clinged to the wall, his throat squirmed up and down, and he said tremblingly: "What are you going to do?" Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you, I know martial arts, if you force me to ......."

"I'm in a hurry, what are you going to do?"

Watching Long Chen approach him step by step, Li Moru was a little stunned in his heart, and said: "If you push me, I will scream, wake up Mr., and tell him that you are bullying your classmates, and when the time comes, see that you are not beaten." ”

Long Chen smiled: "You scream, scream loudly, call louder, so that when Mr. wakes up, he can see you climbing over the wall and stealing, you will carry my sword at the moment, and then see how Mr. cleans you up." ”

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Long Chen's mouth, "You said that if you tell Mr. everything you did at that time, and then Mr. tells your mother again, it will be up to you to see what you do, maybe we won't be able to meet in the academy in the next few days." ”

Long Chen stretched out his right hand and patted Li Moru on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will take everyone to comfort you when the time comes, and take a look at your ass by the way." ”

While talking, he also looked like he was being beaten, which scared Li Moru, which made Li Moru really scared. "What's the matter, my Li Moru manly husband dares to be a man. If you are beaten, you will be beaten, Lao Tzu will admit it. ”

"Yo roar, it's quite backbone, but I don't know if your bones are as hard as your mouth, don't beat your mother two miles away when the time comes, we can hear it in the academy." ”

Li Moru finally couldn't hold it anymore, and looked like he had nothing to love, and asked: "No, what do you want to do, if you wanted to tell Mr., you would have told Mr. a long time ago, why wait until now to scare me, I was caught and I have nothing to say, but how do you want to send me down, you are saying a word!"

Long Chen reached out and untied the cloth belt around Li Moru's waist and pulled the sword back to him, but Li Moru didn't stop him.

Long Chen skillfully carried the sword behind his back and asked, "Tell me, why did you steal my sword, as long as you tell the truth, I will let you go, and I will also help you pull the desk back to its original position, and I will not tell Mr. that you have been here tonight." ”

As soon as Li Moru blew in the wind, his body couldn't help but tremble again, and asked, "What you said is true? You don't lie to me? You really won't report me to Mr."

"Do you think there's any point in deceiving you now? If you want to fix you, you just need to scream, why talk nonsense with you for a long time?"