The sun and the moon are like shuttles, and the dreams sealed in the memory will always find a trace in the depths of the heart, and the back standing at night is particularly deep.

The clear glow of the moonlight, sprinkled on the angular face, under the slanted sword eyebrows, a pair of sharp black eyes, containing a deep cold, looking at the valley of Nanshan Mountain.

"Nanchen, what are you thinking?" His mother's voice came from behind him, Nanchen's expression was stunned, his cold face immediately springed, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he turned around and smiled to greet him.

Seeing Nanchen's lame smiling face, Zhou Huanzi glanced at him, "You don't need to disguise in front of your mother, you grew up watching you, what you think in your heart, your mother naturally knows it in her heart." ”

Without thinking, the mother exposed her trick, which was a little embarrassing, and the corners of her upturned mouth were reversed and drooped. I have to admit that in my mother's eyes, I have no secrets at all.

Instead of clumsily covering up, it is better to face it calmly, "Mother, you haven't slept so late, are you looking for the child?"

As soon as the words came out, I felt that the old mistake had been made again, and I was still not honest enough, and when I saw that my mother did not respond, I quickly corrected it, "Mother, do you want to ask me about the treasure hunt?"

The mother's expression was flat, but she still didn't speak, and put her coat on her body, Nanchen felt bad in her heart, could it be that she overheard their conversation and was discovered by her mother?

Feeling that his guess was reliable, the sin of eavesdropping on the Taoist temple was not small, and his scalp was numb when he thought about it, and his mother was really angry this time.

"Mother, the child takes the Taoist Temple as his home, and he should also be a member of the Tianjing Taoist Temple, I just happened to pass by there, but, just a moment!" Nanchen's strong words, even he was very empty, deliberately avoiding his mother's eyes.

"Oh, are you making a generous statement? Then let me ask you, when did you enter the Dao Sect, and who did you learn from? Such a serious question, you actually think it's just that?" Nanchen's stern tone was also the first time in Nanchen's life that he felt his mother's majesty.

This kind of majesty really made him a little afraid, "Mother! I'm sorry! I know it's wrong, I shouldn't be forceful! But I've grown up, and I should..." Nanchen didn't dare to continue, thinking that it was better to play less family cards and hypocritical cards, and he also knew his mother's character.

Hearing Nanchen's suppressed puffing, Zhou Huanzi, as a mother, let out a long sigh, and her son's slightly immature face made her heart a little unrelieved.

Nanchen has grown up, and despite all his reluctance, he can't bind his wings, "The secret in your heart, my mother knows it very well, you have also inquired a lot about those gossip over the years, and the world is not as simple as you think." ”

After his mother said this, she turned around and walked towards the Taoist temple, the spring in Nanchen's heart bloomed, knowing that her mother understood his thoughts, "Long live my mother" This is the truest portrayal of his heart.

There is a bluestone under the cliff outside the Taoist temple, where the four-year-old Nanchen began to learn the arts, learn to meditate, breathe and breathe, and exquisite swordsmanship.

He learned a lot here, but also left a lot, and he wanted to tell his enlightenment teacher about the idea of becoming an apprentice, and see what kind of attitude she had.

"Nanchen, the trick you taught Uncle to float on the water is not reliable! Yesterday, I wanted to show my hand in front of everyone, and almost drowned your Uncle and I, but fortunately, Uncle created his own dog planer, otherwise you would have suffered a big loss. ”

Uncle Teng's voice came from behind him, Nanchen cried out in his heart, this trouble came again, at this time, a young Taoist priest, pretending to be exaggerated and wronged, walked over to this side.

"Uncle Teng, your words have depth, don't drown, then I have lost a lot, I taught you so many moves, and your promise has not been fulfilled!"

"Yo! What you kid said is like debt collection, there are only three or four uncles in the whole view, except for those crooked melons and cracked dates, there is only one Uncle Teng, why don't you know how to cherish it?" Uncle Teng said with emotion.

Seeing Nanchen drooping the corners of his mouth, Uncle Teng also pursed his lips and blinked his eyes a few times, "Nanchen, do you want to teach me a few more tricks, Uncle can tell you a secret again, what do you think?"

Nanchen has long been accustomed to Uncle Teng's tricks, "Uncle Teng, no matter how much you learn the moves, you can only rely on the dragonfly and not go deep, this is not called kung fu but a trick!"

Uncle Teng pondered for a while, and his face was worried, "Nanchen, you said that Uncle Xiao's little life is not talented?"

Uncle Teng's depressed little expression amused Nanchen, "Okay! Uncle Teng, you don't need to show off your sentimentality, I will too!"

Uncle Teng couldn't hold back the "hehe" twice, "Recently, Qi Cong Hutang gave me a sword, but I don't know swordsmanship! You just teach me two tricks, and in the future, your Uncle Teng will also be a person who wears swords!

Nanchen frowned and hesitated for a moment, "Swordsmanship can teach you a few tricks, but you have to promise me one thing!"

"No problem! you say!" Uncle Teng thought to himself, this kid is quite face-saving, saying that he doesn't want his apprentices to be all over the world, not to mention that I will return him to Uncle Teng.

"The conditions are very simple, I can't talk about your exercises outside, I taught you!" Nanchen's tone was more serious.

"Okay, I'll just say self-taught, it's always okay, right! Uncle Teng is so annoying?" Uncle Teng failed to understand Nanchen's words, Nanchen knew about the exercises, and only he and Zhou Huanzi knew about it in the whole Taoist temple.

Who is Nanchen's master, except for Nanchen, only Zhou Huanzi knows, and no one else can see it, so Nanchen's meaning is clear and let Uncle Teng keep it a secret.

As soon as Nanchen heard the news, he was willing to listen to it, as long as it was the news before he remembered, it was an antique in Nanchen's eyes and had a lot of value.

"Then Uncle Teng will go back and get the sword now, Nanchen, you promised Uncle Teng, don't regret it!"

"Uncle Teng, don't worry, you just said that you have a secret? Did I hear it wrong?" Nanchen said deliberately.

"Oh, yes? I want to think about it!" Uncle Teng tried not to say anything, the master of the temple is Nanchen's mother, Zhou Huanzi is very taboo about this, so far, the people in the Taoist temple have never told Nanchen about the past.

Of course, Uncle Teng is an exception, he is not a few years older than Nanchen, and the two of them are also speculative, so naturally they have a beginning, and they can't end it.

Seeing the corners of Nanchen's mouth drooping down again, Uncle Teng was very interested, and immediately changed his mouth: "Oh! I remember, there is such a thing!"

Painting and coloring, saliva splashing, Uncle Teng talked about those past events, the more he talked, the more excited he became, Nanchen's expression changed with Uncle Teng's gestures.

Sometimes angry, sometimes confused, and when he was excited, he slapped Uncle Teng's thigh, and he listened to it with relish.

"What happened later? Did Xuantan cut off his arm?" Nanchen saw that the uncle paused, and asked urgently.

Uncle Teng pursed his lips, and then smiled: "Nanchen, tell me how many tricks this is worth first?"

"Half a move!" Nanchen glanced at Uncle Teng, thinking that he would come to this trick again, to adjust his appetite in the plot, this trick was used on Nanchen's body.

"Uncle Teng, if you don't want to talk about the result, I'll ask my mother to go, anyway, it's your Uncle Teng who told me. After Nanchen said these words, he turned around and walked towards Guanzhong.

When Uncle Teng heard this, he had to let the viewer know about it, it was too much fun, and he had to quickly call the kid back, "Hey, you kid, when you grow up, why has your heart become smaller?"

Seeing that Nanchen didn't mean to stop, "Uncle is convinced, can't I tell you?" In the end, that Xuantan chopped off his arm, which made me very happy at that time!"

"It's boring! My mother is just kind and bullied, let me kill it directly!" The corners of Nanchen's face trembled.

When Uncle Teng heard Nanchen's words, he couldn't help but tremble a little in his heart when he saw his cold face and deep and cold eyes.

"Uncle Teng, do you have that sword with you?" asked Nanchen.

"Why am I taking it? I can't dance the sword, wouldn't that become a joke in the audience again, those uncles' Dexing, there is no good thing, you don't know, except for Qi Cong Hutang!" Uncle Teng said with a smile.

Nanchen found a branch from the ground, put it in his hand, and then danced, Uncle Teng's eyes lit up, and his heart was full of joy.

"Uncle Teng, this is a set of swordsmanship, not a year and a half can be practiced, if you really want to practice swords, just calm down and start from the basics, I guarantee that you will become a talent in three years!"

After Nanchen said this, he waved the branch in the air a few times, and the branch exploded in an instant, which made Uncle Teng look stupid.

"I'll learn this last trick first, it looks like a headshot! It's powerful!" Uncle Teng said urgently.

Uncle Teng also felt strange, who did Nanchen learn these exercises from, he never saw the master teach him exercises, only knew that he meditated in the east hall every day.

Nanchen saw Uncle Teng's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Okay, Uncle Teng, I'm also self-taught!" Nanchen said in his words.

"Uncle Teng, then do you know what happened to my Uncle Qi's injury a while ago, isn't it very evil to hurt my Uncle Qi's wicked person!" Nanchen suddenly asked.

"That wicked man is indeed evil, listen to what your Uncle Qi said, he is not the opponent of the wicked, if the Lord comes out, how do you know that your Uncle Qi is injured?"

Uncle Teng suddenly reacted, this bastard boy suddenly gave him a set.

"The Taoist temple is just a big slap, even if you don't say some things, I can smell it, look at Qi Bo's injury, it is not caused by ordinary things!"

Song Teng's heart sank, this kid knows a lot, looking at the usual blind wandering, in fact, the kid is very good, and he has to guard against him in the future, this matter let the viewer know, he is really wronged.

"Nanchen, Uncle Teng, how can I feel like I'm dying? You know these things, but don't let the viewer know, otherwise the viewer will have to beat you!" Uncle Teng reminded worriedly.

Nanchen looked at the mountain stream in the distance and said to Uncle Teng: "You cooperate with me, I promise to retrieve that thing, so that your prestige in the Taoist temple, you don't need me to say that you also know." ”

Uncle Teng was frightened by Nanchen's words, and thought to himself, this child's state of mind is even greater than that of his mother.

He glanced at Nanchen, "Your uncle still wants to live a few more years! Besides, even if I promise you, can the Lord of the Audience agree? If something happens to you, the Lord of the Audience will not cut me with a thousand knives!"

"Don't worry, I promise she won't be angry, in fact, my mother knows a lot of what you told me, did she look for you?" Nanchen said casually.

"Uncle Teng, my mother is a reasonable person, don't think of her as terrible. Nanchen widened Uncle Teng's heart, and also asked Uncle Teng to cooperate with him.

As soon as Song Teng heard Nanchen's words, he glanced at him and said: "How am I afraid? I am worshiping, when my senior sister is so old as you, I dare to draw my sword to clean the portal, and become the youngest viewer in the history of Tianjing Temple. ”

Song Teng glanced at Nanchen, who shook his eyes, and felt that Nanchen was very much like the master, the kid's kung fu was good, and his heart and eyes were also very good, although it was a little weird, if he could really cooperate with this matter, it would be really amazing.

"Nanchen, this matter is not as simple as you think, not only our Tianjing Taoist Temple, but also the Quartet intervenes in what I know, and what about the unknown behind it?" Song Teng felt that there was little hope.

"Don't think about it, as long as you cooperate with me, it's as simple as that, and it just so happens that I also have a coming-of-age ceremony to my mother. Nanchen said confidently.