Chapter 8 Three-foot bone sword, calm wind
After listening to Xiao Bao's words, Xiao Mo reached out and picked up the bone sword. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info sword is three feet long and less than two inches wide, and it is slightly heavy. I don't know what kind of animal bone it is made of, and it has such a weight.
I saw him holding the hilt of the sword and holding a sword flower with one hand, and a feeling of handiness emerged in the heart of Xiao Mo.
"Good sword!" Dead Xiao Mo exclaimed.
"Isn't it a good sword to enter my treasury?" Xiao Bao said with a smile: "Have you thought about it? You must know that you only have one chance." ”
Hearing what he said, Xiao Mo raised his head to look at Xiao Bao, nodded and said, "That's it." ”
"In that case, let's go out! It's not too early, it's time to eat." Xiao Bao said and took the lead in walking outside the pavilion, while Xiao Mo collected his sword and followed.
The two of them circled around through several corridors and returned to the hall where they had been before. At this time, the hall was no longer empty, but four people of all ages were seated. The old one is a mother-in-law with a kind face, and the young one is a little boy about five years old. In addition, there are two women dressed as women, one of whom is the same as before, and the other is very old, and he is only twenty years old.
"Daddy!" As soon as the two entered the hall, the little boy among the four ran towards Xiao Bao.
"Hey! Xiao Bao opened his arms and picked up the little boy, "Come, let me introduce you, this is your eldest brother Yang Yan, you will call him Yang Yan in the future, do you know?"
Xiao Sifan blinked his eyes and looked at Xiao Mo, and said crisply: "Got it." ”
"Xiao Mo, this is the son of your Uncle Xiao and Aunt Jiaojiao, his name is Sifan, and he is five years old this year. When Xiao Bao introduced his son, his face was full of happiness.
"Congratulations to Uncle Xiao for having a son. Dead Xiaomo congratulated sincerely, and then he touched his body, but after touching it for a long time, he found that there was nothing on his body.
"Uncle Xiao......"
"Haha! Xiao Mo, if you don't have anything to send, forget it, Sifan doesn't lack anything now, he thinks of what to send, and then make it back. Xiao Baoren is old and refined, and when he saw Xiao Mo like this, he immediately knew what his embarrassment was.
Dead Xiao Mo was broken by him, and suddenly his face burned in panic.
"Come on, come on, let's eat. Xiao Bao saw that he couldn't stand his ridicule, so he couldn't help but change the topic.
"II...... Dog, this offspring...... Who is it?" the oldest lady spoke, probably too old, and even her voice trembled a little.
"Mother Wang, this is Xiao Mo. Xiao Bao replied loudly.
"Xiao Mo...... Xiao Mo again...... Who?" She stood up tremblingly as she spoke, trying to look at the dead Xiao Mo.
"Xiao Mo is the eldest brother's child, do you remember the dead road?" Xiao Bao took the trouble to explain to her.
"The path? it turned out to be ...... Xiaolu and Qinqing...... Child!" Wang's mother was a little stunned.
"It's the eldest brother's child, yes, but it's not the child of Qin Qing's sister. Xiao Bao corrected her.
"Oh!" Mother Wang nodded a little incomprehensibly, and then asked the deceased Xiao Mo with some concern, "Child, are your father and mother all right?"
Dead Xiaomo was asked about his sadness again, and his eyes were slightly red. He was about to tell the truth, but Xiao Bao grabbed his arm at this time. The dead little looked over puzzled, only to see Xiao Bao shaking his head lightly at him.
"What's wrong, kid, you...... Why don't you say it...... Words?!" Mother Wang urged.
"Mother Wang, eldest brother and sister-in-law, they are all fine!" Xiao Bao stepped forward and replied for the deceased Xiao Mo: "Don't worry! ”
"It's okay to have a good life, it's okay to have a good life, and I'll be relieved!" Mother Wang nodded to herself and sat down slowly.
"Husband, this is ......" At this time, the woman who was about twenty years old looked at the dead Xiao Mo suspiciously.
"Look at me," Xiao Bao heard her words, and suddenly patted the back of his head, "Xiurong, this is what I often tell you, my eldest brother's child of the dead road, he is called Dead Xiao Mo, the word is Yang, you can call him Xiao Mo." ”
"It turned out to be the child of the deceased eldest brother!" The woman who was called Xiurong by Xiao Bao nodded, she looked the deceased Xiao Mo up and down, and then praised: "No wonder Xiao Mo looks so dignified, the eldest brother is really extraordinary." ”
Dead Xiaomo listened to her exaggerated praise, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.
"Of course, the deceased son is extraordinary, I think back then, Xiaobao's axe gang was created by the deceased son. Jiaojiao interjected at this time, as if because she knew more than Xiurong, and her face was quite proud.
"Alas, it's a pity that there were a hundred flowers in Yihong Courtyard at the beginning, but I didn't want to be the only sister Qinqing who got the love of this deceased son. Jiaojiao said and sighed again.
"What's the matter, do you still want to get a piece of the pie with Sister Qinqing?" Xiao Bao listened to her words, and his face was a little unhappy.
"Of course not, my heart, but it's all with you!" Jiaojiao saw that his face was not good-looking, so she hurriedly explained to herself. "When I say this, I'm actually feeling sorry for those sisters in Yihong Courtyard. It's a pity that someone as suave and handsome as the deceased son missed it. ”
And the dead Xiao Mo listened to her words, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. In his cognition, his father is not like this, and Aunt Jiaojiao's words are simply subverting his perception of his father's death.
"Ahem!" In the end, Xiao Bao noticed the strangeness of Xiao Mo, so he coughed lightly and gave a hint, and at the same time glanced at Jiaojiao.
"Ahh Look at me, the past has become a trend, and you still mention it!" Jiaojiao came back to her senses, glanced at Xiao Mo embarrassedly, and then changed the topic and said: "Come, Xiao Mo, eat, eat!"
Xiurong saw Jiaojiao's embarrassment, and her jade hand quietly covered her red lips, secretly happy in her heart. This 'sister' has not been waiting to see her since she entered the door, and now that she has the opportunity to see her deflated, she does not dare to smile on her face, is she not allowed to laugh in her heart?
People's hearts are rivers and lakes. Dead Xiaomo knew that although this Uncle Xiao's house seemed peaceful, there were turbulent waves hidden under this calm.
In this way, the dead Xiao Mo stayed at Xiao Bao's house, waiting for Xiao Bao to find out the whereabouts of the enemy for him, while concentrating on sword practice, just to improve his martial arts realm.
However, the quiet days are only temporary, and trouble will come one day.
Let's say that after Xiao Mo lived in Xiao Bao's house for a month, on this night, the moon was not dark, and the wind was quite high. Dead Xiao Mo was sleeping peacefully in his room, when suddenly a "click!" sound crossed the silent night sky......
(If you want to know what happened next, the situation will be broken down)
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