It has been twelve years since the death of Wuji Tianzun, and there is still not much change in Mocheng, but in Jimo Town, several more taverns and inns have been opened. At the top of the East Mountain, the Wuji Pavilion is no longer the glorious and solemn pavilion. In the silence of the early morning, only the sound of three or four monks sweeping the floor could be heard. That's right, the plaque of Wuji Pavilion has been replaced with "Dongshan Temple". There was originally no one here, but during this period, a wandering monk came here, and felt that the Wuji Pavilion was suitable for Qing cultivation, so he settled down here, gathered some people who believed in Buddhism, and formed such a Dongshan Temple. Dongshan Temple is not as famous as the Dabei Temple of Shaomu Mountain, but in Mocheng, no matter how big or small, men, women and children will come to the temple to offer incense on the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, in order to comfort Wuji Tianzun. On weekdays, some people who believe in Buddhism come to worship here.

The scale of Mingjian Villa is even bigger than before. In the twelve years of this change, Duanmu Gucheng, the owner of Mingjian Villa, reorganized Mingjian Villa, and the guards and maidservants who had been loyal in the villa were all sent away by Duanmu Gucheng. The two descendants of the drunken swordsmith Xu Yixian and Han Furen were also recruited to the Famous Sword Villa, and the swords made are the lifelong pursuit of the world's swordsmen, and many sects regularly come to the Famous Sword Villa to ask for blades.

A man, Duanmu Gucheng, the owner of the Famous Sword Villa, stood next to the Violet Pavilion in the backyard, looking deeply at the most familiar and unfamiliar tombstone, and had not left for a long time.

"Daddy!" a childish voice came from behind Duanmu Gucheng.

"Hey, my baby girl, what's wrong?" Duanmu Gucheng turned around and picked up the little girl who was running towards him.

The girl was not very old, only seven years old.

"Daddy, why do you often go to this tombstone in a daze?" The little girl blinked her big watery eyes, looked at Duanmu Gucheng curiously, and teased Duanmu Gucheng's sideburns from time to time. But instead of being angry, Duanmu Gucheng said to the little girl with a smile.

"Because, this person has some relationship with his father, and he can be said to be his father's old friend. ”

"Because it's an old person, you have to come to see it often, right?" the little girl's innocent words made Duanmu Gucheng smile for a long time, "But why is this person's name not engraved on this tombstone?"

"Actually, Daddy doesn't know who the people in this tomb are, but it just makes Daddy feel nostalgic here. ”

"Ahh

"Yao'er, you're bothering your dad again!" The words of an adult made the little girl in Duanmu Gucheng's arms suddenly lose her smile.

"Mother, I, I didn't come to disturb Daddy, I just wanted to see Daddy. The little girl's sad words made people hear especially pitiful.

"Okay, Mengying, you are also a mother, don't wronged the child!" Duanmu Gucheng pinched the little girl's nose and smiled, "Look, I scared our Yao'er into a cat's nose." ”

"Daughter, it's all for you, naughty. Lonely City, breakfast has been prepared, it's time to eat. The woman snapped her wrist and left the Violet Pavilion. But Duanmu Gucheng seemed to be nostalgic, looking back at the words on the monument in front of the grave from time to time.

"The Tomb of the Sad Man of the Famous Sword Villa"

······“ Don't run, stop, stop me!"

"Tell me to stop, the ghost doesn't bother to pay attention to you!lu—" a twelve-year-old boy stuck out his tongue at the group of people chasing after him.

"Stop, stop, I'll kill you. A big fat man said breathlessly.

"Fatty, there's a kind of you catching up with us first!" said a skinny teenager.

"Dead fatty, if you have the ability, catch up with me. If you catch up with me, I promise not to kill you. The boy sneered as he scrambled as he struggled to escape.

"Zi Xiaoyun, you stop, don't run if you have the ability!" said a group of people.

"Hee-hee, you guys who want to chase us are early. Oops-" Zi Xiaoyun was proud, but he was trampled by a stone on the road and fell to the ground.

"Xiaoyun, how are you, get up, run!" Lin Fei stopped and came to Zi Xiaoyun's body.

When it was too late, a group of people surrounded Zi Xiaoyun and Lin Fei, "You run again, you run!" said a tall and thin man.

"You're surrounding us, how are we running. ”

"Zi Xiaoyun, stop! I promise to kill you. Whew, whew—" The big fat man gasped for breath, and finally caught up from behind.

"Zi Xiaoyun, you actually dare to smash the signboard of our martial arts hall!"

"What's the matter, I'm happy, I want you to scold my Uncle Yu again!"

"Just your crippled uncle?" said the big fat man.

"You scold my master again, I beat you to the point that your father and mother are not you! Believe it or not!" Lin Fei scolded.

"What's the matter, let's fight, let's fight!"

Zi Xiaoyun suddenly became angry, and pounced on the big fat man, crushing him to the ground, and gave him a punch when he went up.

"You, you dare to hit me!" The big fat man covered his face, and when he went up, he kicked Zi Xiaoyun aside.

"Hit me, hit me hard!"

"Ahh

As a result, Zi Xiaoyun's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Lin Fei returned home with a blue face, and Zi Xiaoyun walked alone on the narrow road of Roland Mountain.

"It's over, I'm sure I'll be scolded by Uncle Yu when I go back. Zi Xiaoyun thought of the scene in his mouth where Uncle Yu was scolding him fiercely, and he trembled, and his heart was not a good feeling.

"Squeak—" A rudimentary wooden door was pushed open.

"White lady, I'm back. ”

"Ah, Yun'er, how are you playing?" a woman came out of the room, "Ah, Yun'er, you, how did you become like this!" The woman was obviously surprised when she hugged Xiaoyun, but behind the surprise was a lot of discomfort.

The woman was not very old, simple but elegant, although she was not as beautiful as a fairy, she was also beautiful.

"Yun'er, is it hurt? Is it still painful? Come, let the white lady take a look. The woman tenderly touched Xiaoyun's face.

"Bai Niang, I'm fine, I just had a fight with Xiaofei and ** them. ”

"Fight, why fight, why are they beating you? These uneducated children! I must settle accounts with them!" Bi'er took Xiaoyun's hand and got up and prepared to walk out of the house.

At this time, a middle-aged man happened to enter the house.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as the woman saw the man, she immediately pulled Xiaoyun down behind her, "No, no, I was about to take Xiaoyun out to play." ”

"Didn't you just let him play, why do you still want to take him to play?" the man questioned, "Is there something wrong?"

"What's the matter?" the woman forced a smile, "It's just taking Yun'er out to play, he can't have fun playing alone!" ”

"Isn't it fun?, but when I was teaching the children to practice martial arts, how did I hear his father and mother say that Xiaoyun destroyed the signboard of other people's martial arts halls?" the middle-aged man asked sharply.

"I, I, it's they who scolded Uncle Yu for being disabled!" Zi Xiaoyun couldn't help but when he heard that ** actually complained to his parents.

Bai Niang immediately glanced at Xiaoyun, "Stand back, Uncle Yu said you just listen!"

"Alright, don't cover it up for him. I know it, you actually ruined other people's signboards, and you lost the fight! You are really ashamed!" Then Uncle Yu hated iron and steel.

"I ruined his signboard to be polite to them!" Zi Xiaoyun called, "Also, I was besieged by a group of people, I, how could I beat it!" Zi Xiaoyun said aggrievedly.

"What's wrong with a group of people? Are you scared just because they're so scared?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid!" Zi Xiaoyun called out anxiously.

"To be a man is to have manhood and ······"

The man was only halfway through his words, but he was gagged by Bai Niang, "What man! Yun'er is a boy in his teens, what does he know? You tell me, what does he know?"

"White Lady ······" Zi Xiaoyun pulled the corner of the white lady's clothes from behind.

"What's wrong, Yun'er?"

"I actually know a lot. I know how to respect the old for the young, filial piety for the elderly, and peace for the world!"

"You ······"