In a remote and harmonious mountain village, the first rays of sunlight in the morning just fill the eaves, and the dew cuts across the green grass, which is very peaceful and harmonious. The boy standing on the stake opened his eyes lightly and began to move quickly on the stake, although it was only dawn, the boy's whole body was already wet with sweat. He didn't stop until a man appeared and shouted to him to come down to eat, the boy smiled and jumped off the stake, and then began to fight with the man in front of him, but he still didn't hit thirty moves before he was kicked out by the man in front of him, the boy got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body casually, and walked to the kitchen with the man with a smile.

Three years have passed in a flash, and the man is still free and casual, looking not as sloppy as he was three years ago, and now his clothes are much cleaner. The boy looked a lot taller, a lot stronger, not as skinny as before, and of course a lot darker, but his eyes were still clear and determined. In the past three years, Jun Moxian has traveled south and north with the old beggar, and has seen the majestic atmosphere of Mobei, and has also seen the graceful beauty of the bluestone slab small flower umbrella in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and his heart has been enriched a lot, and his temperament has become more calm and firm.

The old beggar didn't lie to him, he really wore out many pairs of shoes, and even the soles of his feet had thick calluses. When I first started walking, I had a lot of blisters on my feet, which was very painful, but I had to continue walking the next day, so I had to pick it with a needle, and the blisters were broken, and I sweated a little.

The old beggar had a very good set, and once he put the hair of his horsetail on the blister, it didn't hurt at all the next day. At the beginning of the journey, I walked during the day and broke the blisters on my feet at night, and slowly the calluses on my feet became hard, and my feet did not hurt if I could withstand the toss. The old beggar always said something like "the wise man is happy with the water, the benevolent man is from the mountain", he said that he was also a half-ass, but he always felt that this was very connotative, after all, the ancestor had already said all the great truths.

So he took Jun Moxian step by step through this great river and mountain, and when he encountered scenic spots, he stayed for a few more days, and if he didn't, he started to hurry, and didn't stop for a moment. The old beggar himself couldn't say anything that was so, and Jun Moxian couldn't understand it even more. But the old beggar believed what the ancients said, and he believed what the old beggar taught him. The two of them walked around, he learned a lot of things, his patience increased a lot, and his physical fitness and walking ability were much stronger than before. Not only that, but the customs of various places have increased his knowledge a lot, and he began to understand what tradition is and what rules are.

Jun Moxian didn't know about the robot cat, but the old beggar was a robot cat in his eyes, and he knew a little bit about messy things. The old beggar who travels away from home can always provide him with a source of livelihood in various ways, or show others feng shui, help people calculate hexagrams, and talk nonsense, Jun Mo worries and doesn't know, anyway, the customer was stunned by him, but no one troubled the old beggar afterwards, presumably he still has a certain ability. Jun Moxian also asked the old beggar if he was really so mysterious, but the old beggar often said that if you believe it, you don't believe it, and most people just want a peace of mind. Jun Moxian thought silently for a long time, as long as he lived well and let the people who left not worry, then they should be happy.

After eating, Jun Moxian went out with a basket on his back. He had to go up the mountain to collect medicines, ordinary herbs to cure colds and nourish his body, and the old beggar took him to know a lot, and slowly he was able to go up the mountain alone to find it.

As soon as they came out, a crisp voice shouted, "Brother Mo Worry." Jun Moxian looked at the child who was only a few years old, smiled and said, "Morning, Xiao Zen." "The boy's name is Jiang Chan, he looks like a pink carving, Jun Moxian first saw this child with the old beggar to their house to see his father, for others is also one of the important sources of life for the two people, his father is very sick, but there is no money for treatment, so he has to pray to the old beggar. The old beggar didn't say anything and went with the boy's mother. Jun Moxian looked at the boy's eyes red from crying, and couldn't help touching his head, maybe because this child had his shadow, helpless to the point where he had to pray for the sympathy of others and live, so Jun Moxian understood him very well. The old beggar diagnosed and treated the boy's father, confiscated the money, and tried his best to treat his father, but the boy's father still did not survive. Later, Jun Moxian had a little heel behind him.

Every day, Jun Moxian went up the mountain to collect medicine, and the boy followed him, and Jun Moxian taught him to recognize some herbs that he also knew, and analyzed the benefits and disadvantages for him. The boy is very smart and remembers things very quickly, so later Jun Mo worries about carrying a big basket, and the boy carries a small bamboo building, and comes back with medicine, either to the old beggar, or to take it back to boil medicine for his mother, because his mother is also sick in bed. However, the boy can't see the slightest discouragement in his eyes, he is positive and optimistic every day, and his eyes are clear, which is what Jun Moxian likes most about him.

The road in the mountains is not easy to walk, but the boy will never complain about Jun Mochou, the shoulder is worn out and the skin hurts too much, so he takes the back basket in his hand, gritting his teeth, every time Jun Mochou sees such a boy's nose can't help but be sour, once upon a time he was also like this with Mo Chou step by step hard life, thinking of Mo Chou, I can't help but miss, I haven't seen it for a few years, and I don't know if Mo Chou has grown taller, I heard Yang Hucheng say that Mo Chou's surgery is almost ready, and he has to find time to take Mo Chou back. Thinking of this, Jun Moxian took the back basket in the boy's hand and smiled lightly, and slowly walked in front of the boy, the boy looked at Jun Moxian who was walking in front and gently wiped his eyes and followed him with a smile on his face.

Maybe it's an uncivilized mountainous area, so everything seems pristine, and there are more herbs, some to treat wind and cold, and some to treat trauma, although the mountain roads are more rugged but the harvest is very good. Jiang Chan suddenly said excitedly: "Brother Mo worry, look, there is a wild ginseng here. Jun Moxian looked in the direction the boy pointed and touched the boy's head and said, "Xiao Chan, this wild ginseng can't be picked." Jun Moxian looked at the boy's face full of puzzlement and patiently said: "This is someone else who discovered it first, you see there is a red rope here, it may be that it is not mature when others found this wild ginseng, so I tied a red rope to remember it here, and at the same time, it is also to remind others that this wild ginseng has been discovered, so that others can find it elsewhere." Although no one supervised this method, everyone has always adhered to it, and this is also a kind of rule, understand?" the boy nodded stunnedly, and then smiled again without looking at the wild ginseng.

As the sun set, the boy took the boy's hand and walked back home along the mountain road. When he returned home, Jun Moxian had dinner with the old beggar, the old beggar disappeared as usual, and Jun Moxian lit the lamp alone and read silently.

The spring thunder outside the house gradually sounded, and the heavy rain was like a dragon. Shocked, everything recovered.