Mo Fan, an ordinary and inconspicuous one among all living beings, has no extraordinary talent and no amazing family background, but he has a father-in-law who can do everything for him. He, like others, has a heart that wants to become strong since he was a child, he is persistent, hard-working, and strong.

Although others called him a "waste" and a "moth", he never cared, thinking that envy, jealousy, and remorse were all useless thoughts of the incompetent. He firmly believes that "God rewards hard work", and one day he will become a great hero admired by everyone.

As soon as the sky was hazy and bright, the Mo family's wide martial arts floor was already full of people, and most of the children over the age of six would have morning exercises here. Under the leadership of the head of the family, a group of people lined up in several square lines, with loud and unified slogans, dazzling and uniform movements, and a set of "forging body guidance boxing" tiger and tiger, full of youthful and lively atmosphere.

Regardless of the cold, summer, spring and autumn, Mo Fan has always been persistent, and has been training together since he was six years old. Because he has not been able to complete the "Divine Revelation", he can only start from the most primitive and basic practice, except for the "Forging Body Guidance Boxing" that must be practiced every day, that is, running with weights, lifting stone locks, and pulling bows and arrows. The companions around him have changed batch after batch, and everyone has climbed high and looked into the distance, but he has always stood still, and the "divine revelation" moat cannot be crossed.

Disillusioned again and again, and getting up again and again, Mo Fan vowed not to bow his head, and his unwilling mediocre heart always believed that there would be miracles! After spending countless energy and money on his father-in-law, he had to have an explanation, he was no longer just for himself.

With his beautiful vision and his father-in-law's expectations, fourteen-year-old Mo Fan embarked on the journey again. Because it was the last chance, he cherished and was nervous. And his father-in-law, Mo Xiaotian, was the same, sincerely praying for the protection of the gods. However, the gods are ruthless and selfless, and they have never paid attention to the delusions of the world's foolishness, and the only real reliance has always been themselves.

The temple is gracious to the world, but not everyone is blessed to listen to the teachings, miracles happen every day, but only for a few people to bloom.

Mo Yun, the righteous sister who came with Mo Fan, was slim and smiling like a flower, wearing a well-cut palace dress, reflecting her slightly immature and beautiful face. At this moment, she is in the spotlight and radiant, because she was directly accepted as a disciple by Tutor Mei Lin who passed by, and she can go to the "Haichuan Academy" to practice.

Because they were busy dealing with the compliments and blessings of the major forces, the two fathers and daughters didn't notice Mo Fan who was depressed after the failure of the "Divine Revelation" for a while.

While Mo Yun and his father-in-law were enjoying the glory, Mo Fan tasted the bitter fruits of failure alone. The last hope was shattered, and he could never start again, and he was shameless in the face of his father-in-law who had given everything for himself, and he silently lowered his head and quietly left this sad place with tears in his eyes. Without direction, without purpose, he wanders around like a geist.

Never admit defeat but can't admit defeat, the former ambitions and bold words have become the biggest irony at the moment, and they are engraved in the heart one by one. The words that he didn't care about in the past became so heavy at the moment when his dreams were shattered, that he couldn't breathe, and his ears were full of harsh ridicule and ridicule, "waste", "moth", "garbage", "unknown toad"......

God seems to have felt the thoughts of countless losers today, and it actually rained heavily. The rain washes the sky, but it can't wash away the tears of remorse, and the spring thunder bursts, but it can't wake up the people who are immersed in the fragile heart.

I don't know how long I walked, and I don't know where he was, Mo Fan was drenched in the rain like a walking corpse, and he was on the verge of collapse, he wailed loudly to the sky in the rain, only the rain curtain responded.

Suddenly, several lightning bolts split the sky, followed by a thunderstorm, and the depressed Mo Fan was split when he walked through a big tree. The round jade pendant that had been worn around his neck since he was a child was shattered by thunder, and a rainbow lightning did not enter his forehead, and he suddenly fell straight to the ground, splashing mud and sand.

Mo Fan, who had lost his life, was lying on the ground with a weird evil smile on his face, and his evil eyes that ignored everything were breathtaking. The rain became heavier and heavier, and he was swept down the hill by the rain and sand, and soon disappeared without a trace.

People only care about cheering for the winners, and who cares about the tears of the losers. As the people who congratulated and congratulated slowly dispersed, Mo Xiaotian, who was overjoyed, found that there was no trace of Mo Fan, and he asked many people to no avail, and his heart gradually became uneasy. Knowing the despair after his dream was shattered, he hurried to find it, for fear that Mo Fan would do something stupid.

Choosing and waiting are painful things.

After waiting, I realized how long the days were, and when I chose, I realized that it was really difficult to choose.

Trying to find an inconspicuous person in the middle of a sea of people is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. sent a lot of people to look for seven or eight days, but there was no news, Mo Xiaotian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, turning around helplessly. I can only keep blaming myself in my heart, why did I ignore Mo Fan at such a critical time.

Self-blame, regret, guilt... The surprise brought by Mo Yun has been slowly diluted by these emotions.

No one knew that Mo Fan was struck by lightning, and no one paid attention to an inconspicuous person like him, and naturally they didn't know why he miraculously survived. Individuals sweep the snow in front of their own doors, and don't care about the frost on others, people only know how to live their own lives.

Before he knew it, it was May, and Mo Fan, who Mo Xiaotian was looking for, appeared in Xiangling City, thousands of miles away. He staggered and staggered, sometimes running in a panic, sometimes yelling, sometimes asking who he was...... His most shocking sentence is: "Nine days and ten earths, let me go alone, thief God, I'm back again!"

Everyone looked disgusted when they met him, no one was willing to lend a hand, they were afraid of getting mildew, and they didn't know how he survived these days.

When I wandered to Yangliu Town, Wuxian County, I happened to meet someone who got married, and the owner's family, Xu Yuanwai, was a good person who was kind and charitable, and did not dislike the sloppy and stupid Mo Fan and other beggars, and helped Mo Fan prepare a lot of food in the backyard.

The newlywed Japan should be lively and lively, but with the arrival of a group of uninvited guests, Haoxitang has become a hell on earth, they block all the doors, and kill people when they see them, obviously to kill them all, leaving only some girls and women who are still good-looking.

One by one, the people who drank the wine fell to the ground, blood flowed everywhere, mourning was everywhere, and the gangsters were wanton and arrogant.

Mo Fan and the others were temporarily spared in the backyard, but their fate could not be changed if there was no miracle. I don't know if they were afraid of dirty knives or tired of killing, when the gangsters rushed into the backyard, they didn't kill people immediately, but drove the group of beggars to the front hall, and they didn't know what their idea was.

The beggars trembled and knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, and the stupid Mo Fan didn't know what fear was, he sat on the ground and ate a chicken leg in one hand, and from time to time he looked at this group of fierce gangsters and smirked, and the appearance of standing out from the crowd was particularly eye-catching.

In broad daylight, a rich boy dragged the bride who was tearful and trembling like a pear blossom in the rain with his right hand, and stepped on the groom with a blue nose and a swollen face with his left foot. Even if Young Master Ben is tired of throwing away unwanted broken shoes, it will not be your turn to desecrate with pickled bedbugs. Since you have done something wrong, you have to pay the price, and I will help you take care of your daughter, hahaha......"

As he spoke, he pushed away the trembling bride with one hand, pulled out the sword at his waist, and dismantled the bridegroom on the ground into eight pieces, and the red and white flowed all over the ground.

"Haha! haha!" ......

The sound of smug and cheerful laughter shook through the courtyard, and the tragedy in the world was bloody in front of him, Mo Fan didn't know whether he was frightened or what, he suddenly started his nerves, hugged his headache and cried and yelled and ran around, a pair of scarlet bloody eyes were terrifying.

"Ahh The chaotic memory, lost his mind, and painful heart, Mo Fan howled to the sky.

The rich boy thought Mo Fan was noisy, his eyes were sharp, and the people below immediately understood, and gave Mo Fan a cold heart. Yuan Hong took out a silk scarf to wipe the blood off the knife, and kicked Mo Fan, who fell to the ground, he should have felt that Mo Fan's blood had dirty his knife!

Murder and arson, rape and plunder, drinking and singing have always been the favorite things of outlaws. After eating and drinking, the unconscionable thieves piled up their corpses, set fire to the huge courtyard, and then flew away, leaving only a group of beggars whose hands and feet were tied and dying in the fire.

Almost 800 people, including the people from Xu Yuan's foreign family, the poor who drank the wine, the poor people who ate the flowing water banquet, and the beggars, all died.