The moonlight shone on the sword, reflecting the blue-white light, Li Moru stared at this Zhao Wumian's sword for a long time and was unwilling to shift his gaze, until Zhao Wumian reminded him that it was not early, and he had to rest quickly, otherwise he would be late tomorrow.

Li Moru reacted and hurriedly followed Zhao Wumian back to his room to sleep.

Li Moru and Zhao Wumian were in the same room, at night, the faint moonlight passed through the window, it was already midnight, and the candle flame had already been extinguished, and Li Moru had already fallen asleep.

At night, suddenly Li Moru heard a small and broken sound, he woke up from his sleep, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Zhao Wumian in the distance.

He thought it was his own illusion, the moonlight shone on Zhao Wumian's cheeks through the window, cold as frost, but Li Moru noticed that Zhao Wumian's face seemed to have a little bit of brilliance.

Curious, he walked over to see what was going on.

He walked in slowly, the tears on Zhao Wumian's face came into view, and the corners of Zhao Wumian's mouth twitched, as if he was calling someone's name.

He leaned down and leaned closer, trying to hear what Zhao Wumian was saying indistinctly, and he brushed the hair from his ear behind his ear.

Just as he heard the name 'Lin Wei' clearly, Zhao Wumian woke up from his nightmare and suddenly got up, covered in sweat.

He often took a breath, and the sleeves of his shirt wiped the sweat from his forehead and the tears on his cheeks.

Just as he turned his head. I just saw Li Moru, who had just been frightened to the ground by his sudden get-up, Li Moru was screaming in pain, and his arm was knocked on the corner of the table.

Zhao Wumian hurriedly got up and helped Li Moru up, and asked him, "What are you doing here? Why do you come to my bedside without sleeping at night?"

Li Moru explained that it was because he woke up and heard Zhao Wumian's words in his mouth, so he was curious to come and take a look, but he didn't think that he was startled, and he knocked his arm.

When Zhao Wumian helped him up, he asked, "Looking for senior brother, who is the person named Lin Wei that you just talked about? Do you have a grudge against him? I feel like you are very afraid of him." ”

Zhao Wumian didn't answer Li Moru's question, but changed the topic and asked Li Moru to go to bed quickly, he had to get up quickly tomorrow, maybe Lao Yang Tou would still want him to practice martial arts.

At this time, Li Moru remembered what Lao Yang Tou said yesterday to let him get up an hour early in the morning and let him stand on a stake in the yard.

He hurriedly got up, ignored the pain in his arm, and hurriedly went to bed and covered the quilt to sleep.

He leaned sideways and watched Zhao Wumian look through the small window to see the moonlight outside.

And Zhao Wumian seemed to be unable to sleep anymore, so he took the sword and sword book around him and went outside to start practicing martial arts.

The next morning, when Lao Yang Tou knocked Li Moru on the head with a cigarette stick, he signaled to him not to make a noise and not to disturb Zhao Wumian's rest.

Old Yang Tou also knew that Zhao Wumian had been haunted by nightmares for so many years.

When Li Moru stood on the pile, he asked Lao Yang Tou, "Master, can you tell me about Senior Brother Zhao?" I seem to have seen him cry last night. ”

Lao Yang Tou practiced boxing beside Li Moru and said: "Zhao Wumian, he is a bitter child, but I can't tell you these things, this is someone's private matter to ask, you have to ask him yourself." ”

Li Moru didn't speak, and then practiced standing on the pile, feeling the air flow in his body, and the feeling of the air flow moving in the tendons and veins in his body.

In accordance with Lao Yangtou's instructions, he set off from the lower dantian, passed through the perineum, passed through the anus, and followed the three passes of the spine to the tail, the spine and the jade pillow, to the top of the head mud pills, and then from the two ears and cheeks to the tip of the tongue, connected with the Ren pulse, and returned to the dantian along the middle of the chest and abdomen.

After he had run a full lap of this luck, an hour had passed.

After breakfast, Li Moru rushed towards the school.

For some reason, Li Moru suddenly felt that since practicing martial arts with Lao Yangtou, his body had become lighter than before, and his steps were not as heavy as before.

Chaoyang stretched Li Moru's shadow long, he went to Zhang Fugui's house with a bookcase on his back and called Zhang Fugui, he guessed that Zhang Fugui should still be sleeping now.

He scooped a handful of water with his hands outside Zhang Fugui's house and poured it on Zhang Fugui's face, Zhang Fugui quickly woke up, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Where is the flood?"

When he saw the sword Li Moru smiling and shaking his hands in front of him, he went over and scuffled with Li Moru.

Li Moru said: "Don't make trouble with the rich, let's go to school quickly." ”

Zhang Fugui touched Li Moru's forehead, "You don't have a fever, then why did you Li Moru suddenly change sex? Could it be that you were abused by Lao Yang?"

Then he said in a crying voice: "Moru, have you been hit in the head by that old man?" Come, let my brother and I take a good look, if not, we won't learn from him." ”

Li Moru smiled: "What do you say, Fugui, the master is good to me, and he taught me martial arts, hurry up, go to school." ”

Zhang Fugui rubbed his nose and yawned, "Okay, okay, don't rush, can't I go with you?"

On the way to the school, Li Moru also performed his newly learned internal skills with Zhang Fugui, and broke the tiles in front of Zhang Fugui's house in half with one palm.

Along the way, Zhang Fugui took his hand and looked at it for a long time, thinking that he was hiding the iron in his sleeve to fool him.

On the way, Zhang Fugui also bumped into Mu Mingxuan and Ding Wei, Li Moru was still thinking about the problem of standing on the pile while walking, he was thinking about what Lao Yang Tou said to not only stand on the pile, but also take the pile.

When he was thinking about the connection between the pile and the pile, he accidentally collided with Ding Wei who went to the school together, because Li Moru was relatively stable, so Ding Wei was hit far away.

Ding Wei got up and looked for Li Moru's theory, grabbed Li Moru's collar and said, "You are blind, you can hit me on such a wide road?"

Li Moru originally wanted to apologize, but Ding Wei's aggressive momentum made him feel very disgusted, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, and quarreled with him: "You are blind, don't you see that I am thinking about things? Why do I have no time to react when I walk and think about things, are you walking without a brain?"

Ding Wei's father, Ding Hao, was an official in Jingzhou, and somehow he was sent to this place by his father, asking him to follow Mu Mingxuan, and let him take good care of Mu Mingxuan, and his future is limitless.

At that time, he guessed that this Mu Mingxuan should be the child of a big official's family, or a relative of the emperor, and sure enough, when he saw Mu Mingxuan, he saw that Mu Mingxuan's clothes were not ordinary children.

So he has been working as a cow and a horse next to Mu Mingxuan all along, in order to enhance Mu Mingxuan's good impression of him, but he didn't expect Li Moru to embarrass him so much today.

He was originally a little bigger than Li Moru and them, and even bigger than Long Chen, so his body type naturally had a great advantage, and he twisted Li Moru's collar to make it look like he was going to beat Li Moru.

And Li Moru was also ready to fight back at any time, at this time, Zhang Fugui and Mu Mingxuan hurriedly tore the two apart, Zhang Fugui blocked Li Moru's side, and Mu Mingxuan also stood in front of Ding Wei.

Mu Mingxuan said on the side: "It's almost class, let's hurry up, if it's too late for a while, Mr. Mo will be angry." The other side motioned to Ding Wei and asked him not to move.

Ding Wei didn't make a move, but he had already secretly written down the matter, Zhang Fugui and Li Moru saw Mu Mingxuan say this, and Ding Wei stopped talking, so they walked in front and rushed towards the school.

......

In the afternoon, Li Moru still followed Lao Yang Tou to practice martial arts by the river, but he had been pondering what Lao Yang Tou said on the way back from the academy.

But when Li Moru asked Lao Yang Tou, Lao Yang Tou asked him to stand on the pile first, don't think about becoming a fat man in one bite.

Li Moru didn't speak, he continued to stand on the pile, this time, he stood on the pile very quickly, and gradually, he felt the relationship between the air flow in his body and the surrounding environment.

Gradually, he could not only feel the sound of wind and water, but also seemed to feel the movement of the wind, as if his senses were amplified when he stood on the pile.

After returning to the blacksmith shop, Zhao Wumian had already begun to stop striking iron, and began to practice swords in the courtyard behind, and Lao Yang Tou didn't seem to care.

Li Moru looked at Zhao Wumian's sword practice, his eyes were full of envy, "Look at this move, how handsome, it's a pity that ......"

Yang Juan appeared from behind him with a fruit, and smiled, "What is a pity, Xiao Moru?"

"It's a pity that he didn't wear a white shirt, and he didn't have a beautiful woman by his side. ”

Yang Juan said in a pale green long skirt, like a fairy flying in the forest, she squatted down and handed Li Moru a fruit, and then said, "Am I not a beauty?

Li Moru took it and said with a smile: "How can my sister be called a beauty, my sister is a fairy in the sky." ”

Yang Juan lightly tapped Li Moru's forehead with her fingers, "Just your sweet mouth, eat it." ”

After speaking, Yang Juan looked at the man wielding the sword in front of her, and no longer had the rough appearance of casting a sword by the stove, but added a little bit of handsomeness.

At night, after Li Moru finished practicing, he kept pestering Zhao Wumian and asked Zhao Wumian to tell him his story.

Zhao Wumian annoyed him, so he flew up to the roof with him.

The mountain breeze was gentle, the moonlight was bright, and the river in front of the blacksmith shop flowed quietly.

Zhao Wumian told Li Moru a story about a man, twenty years old, he was full of spirit that year, and the man's father was also a well-known good man with a solid family background.

The man married his wife exactly that year, and the woman was his childhood sweetheart's cousin.

The moonlight that day was as white and flawless as it is today.

After the worship, the man was entertaining relatives and friends in the courtyard, he was very drunk, and walked weakly towards the marriage room, and in the marriage room, the woman was also waiting for the man shyly.

may be because of his father's generosity, which makes his family famous, and everyone within a radius of dozens of miles knows that he is a good person and a rich person.

And that day, just as he walked out into the backyard—

A noisy sound of horses' hooves knocked down the door of the man's house, and the family members in the house were no opponents at all, and they all died tragically under the knife of the bandits.

The blood was more vivid than the big red words on the window paper, and this sudden everything seemed to be premeditated, and the soldiers of the local county government did not arrive for a long time.

In this way, more than dozens of Zhao Dashan's families, large and small, were all killed, and the bride committed suicide because she was unwilling to be humiliated.

When the man woke up, he was covered in blood, and when he woke up, the officers and soldiers who came in with torches seemed surprised, especially the county officer who led the team.

The county official's name is Lin Zhen, and it was only after he was rescued that he learned after many inquiries that Lin Zhen also had a distant relative named Lin Wei who was a bandit in the next county.

It was their officials and bandits who colluded to get the property of Zhao Dashan's family, but they knew that Zhao Dashan's family didn't have much property anymore.

Let Zhao Dashan help the poor and build temples.

After they divided the property of Zhao Dashan's family, the county officials occupied the real estate of Zhao Dashan's family.

The man also came to the ancient town with the rescuer and became an apprentice in the blacksmith shop, following the owner of the blacksmith shop to learn to strike iron and learn martial arts.

Under his begging, the boss promised him that if he stayed in the blacksmith shop for fifteen years, he would give him a sword that he had made back then.

Since then, the man has dreamed of the events of the year every night, and has always thought about revenge.

He would practice boxing and sword in the courtyard every night.

When Li Moru heard this, he found that Zhao Wumian's cheeks were already full of tears, and the wine jug in his hand was almost dry.

Li Moru stood up tremblingly and stroked Zhao Wumian's head, he didn't know what to say, he remembered that every time he was sad, his mother always touched his head like this, and he would feel better.