Chapter 1: What happened to the cowherd baby

When the moon set, on the green hillside, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy named Lu Yizhong slept peacefully against the trunk of an arm-thick tree, dressed in coarse cloth clothes with several holes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNot far from him, two buffaloes were grazing with their heads down. A buffalo rides a chubby teenager on its back.

He was snoring, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and a slight smile on his face, as if he was dreaming.

"Help, help......" The chubby boy's cry for help was heard not far away.

"Dodge, dodge......"

He opened his eyes sleepily, and saw a buffalo galloping madly towards his position, with the chubby boy on its back.

"Oh, my mother," he said, and began to run, shouting as he ran, "Quick, jump down."

The chubby teenager jumped down and fell directly to the ground.

He ran as hard as he could, and heard "My feet, ouch......" from behind him

This buffalo is always in hot pursuit. There was a steep slope ahead, and he slowed down and just looked back. I only felt a piercing pain in my buttocks, and I was directly knocked out. Then, the buffalo did not stop and rolled down the steep slope.

At the end of the steep slope was a cliff, and when he rolled down the slope to the cliff, he luckily grabbed a kudzu vine and hung his whole body in the air, and looked down, which made him tremble. The black mass at the bottom of the cliff was a fallen buffalo, motionless.

He looked up at the mountain, and saw that the kudzu vine he was holding on to was slowly deformed, as if Ma Shan was about to break.

At this time, he almost despaired.

But when he was about to climb up, his feet were about to step on the stone wall, but his feet were empty, and suddenly a numb and crispy feeling spread throughout his body. Even though it was a hot summer, I felt a little cool. Subconsciously, I felt that this cliff was recessed, and it was probably a cave.

However, just stepping on the air just now, it increased the deformation of kudzu vine by a few points. It seems that the kudzu vine he grabbed had broken before he could climb up. Hurriedly looked sideways, and there was a larger kudzu vine a few meters away, which could bear its own weight.

So, he simply moved down a meter or so along the kudzu vine, only to see a cave in front of him. Unfortunately, the top of the cave was protruding, and he couldn't go directly into the cave and swing gently.

"Ouch, it hurts" It turned out that he fell directly into the hole, who would have thought that there was a high bump at the entrance of the cave. Staggered to his feet. Unexpectedly, he slipped again, fell to the ground on his back, opened his mouth wide, and screamed in pain. When he opened his mouth wide and cried out in pain, he felt something fall into his mouth. With a grunt, it slipped into the stomach.

He felt so sick that he couldn't get sick again and again. Because there are a few bats hanging on the roof of the cave, although the light in the cave is dim, you can barely see what is on the top of the cave. He subconsciously felt that what fell into his mouth could be bat feces.

He wanted to climb up from the cliff at the entrance of the cave as quickly as possible. Because his stomach is already rumbling now, and the longer the time is delayed, the hungrier his stomach becomes, and then he will not have the strength to climb up. Looking back, I saw that on the nearby stone wall, there were actually three words engraved with "Purple Moon Cave". Although he was born in a poor farming family, he often went to the private school and eavesdropped on his husband's lectures, so he was naturally literate.

What fell into my mouth just now, I didn't feel the smell. But after a while, there was a strange fragrance in my mouth. He struggled to sit up, but he didn't have the strength. Then I felt a heat all over my body, and I had already fainted.

Time passed little by little, about an hour passed. He slowly woke up, and the hunger he had gone. And the butt was hit by the buffalo horns before, but now it doesn't hurt. When I stood up, I felt empowered.

All kinds of strange signs had to make him feel strange about what had fallen into his mouth before. It's not bat droppings, it's something else. So he took out the fire fold, blew it up, and looked up. I saw that there were a few stalactites on the top of the cave, but the stalactites directly above me were different from the others. I thought to myself, could it be something magical that fell into my mouth, and there were words engraved on the stone wall, which were obviously man-made, not naturally formed.

Maybe there's some gold and silver treasure here. After thinking about it, before he was hit by a buffalo, he heard the screams of a chubby boy, who must have fallen off the back of the cow and injured his foot. When he thought of this, he couldn't care so much. Send the chubby boy home first, and then come here to find out later, no one else will find out about it anyway. So he climbed to the mouth of the cave, reached out, and grabbed a large kudzu vine. Finally, I climbed the kudzu vine to the steep slope, and then climbed the steep slope to the place where the buffalo had been knocked away.

He walked over to the chubby boy.

"Brother Yizhong, my feet are twisted" The chubby young man lifted his trousers, and his ankles were swollen Lao Gao, Lao Gao, "Brother, my buffalo fell to death, what can I do?" The originally dirty face added a little anxiety.

"That's it, I'll carry you back"

"My buffalo fell to death, I go back, my dad will beat me" The chubby teenager looked panicked.

"Simply, the cow that fell to death is mine."

The fat boy said: "No, I will let you carry the black pot every time"

"Who called me your brother?"

"Uncle and aunt will definitely beat you," said the fat boy.

"Don't grind, it's not once or twice to carry the black pot, and I don't care about this time"

He carried the fat boy on his back, led his buffalo, and walked forward step by step towards the way home.

"Brother Yizhong, do you have a strange scent on your body?" asked the fat young man curiously.

"Really?" he sniffed and sniffed his arm. Sure enough, there was a strange smell.

He sent the fat boy home and tied his buffalo to the cowshed of his uncle's house. Follow the road, go home.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" He accidentally bumped into the tall man walking in front of him and apologized to the man again and again. The man was about 50 years old, and next to him stood a middle-aged man in his 30s.

"Did you smell the strange scent of this boy just now?" asked the man, who was about 50 years old.

"Master, the apprentice also smelled it just now, it's a fragrance that I've never smelled before," the middle-aged man responded, looking at Lu Yizhong who was gradually moving away.

"Follow him, maybe he has what we want. ”

As soon as he walked to the yard, he saw his father, smoking a dry cigarette and staring at him with his eyes.

"Where's our buffalo?"

He slowly walked up to his father and "rolled down the hill and fell to his death".

"You rabbit cub, I'm so angry" Daddy picked up the stick and hit him on the back.

He never said anything, and he was already planning to carry this black cauldron.

"Don't eat tonight's dinner, that buffalo is going to give you the dowry money for your daughter-in-law, you give Lao Tzu reflection, reflection" Dad angrily threw the stick out and smashed it on the ground.

The daughter-in-law he wants to take is called Erya, who just turned 17 years old this year, and is also his neighbor. This matter is actually wishful thinking on the part of Erya, he didn't mean it, but unfortunately, his father and mother have invited a matchmaker to propose marriage. What made him even more headache was that his cousin, the chubby boy, liked Erya.

In the evening, it was time to eat, and the boy saw that his parents were sitting in the house eating, and he himself did not feel hungry.

It's been a long, long time, and it's late at night. His parents had blown out the oil lamps and went to sleep. Feeling very sleepy, he went back to his room, collapsed, and fell asleep.

The next day, he woke up, got up, and looked out the window to see that it was already noon. Usually he wakes up early, but today he slept until noon.

Because of yesterday's incident, I hope that what I did can make up for it and not make my father and mother angry. He cooked the meal and asked his father and mother to eat, "Father, mother, it's time to eat."

He had just walked into the hall, and the scene in front of him made him feel very confused. How did his father and mother fall asleep on the floor of the hall?

So I stepped forward and just touched my father's arm, feeling a coldness. He subconsciously felt frightened, and tremblingly moved his hand to his father's place. Then check to see if the mother is still breathing.

"Father, mother, you have gone like this, woo" he knelt on the ground. Inadvertently, I saw a blood-red fingerprint on the back of my father's neck. Scratching the shirt around my father's neck, there was a blood-red palm print, and the same was true for my mother's.

It all came so suddenly. For him, it was a bolt from the blue. He recalled that he had heard the storyteller mention those who had learned martial arts, when their martial arts had reached a certain level. A person's ribs can be broken with a single palm. Thinking of this, he reached out and touched the seal on his father's back

"Who are you and when did you come in?" he looked sideways at the two men standing beside him.

"We heard someone crying just now, so we came in. The middle-aged man said.

He looked at the man about 50 years old next to the middle-aged man, "Yesterday, I bumped into you."

The man around 50 years old said, "Little brother, good memory." What happened to your parents?".

"When I got up at noon today, I saw them lying here, out of breath," he replied, and when he said this, he was even more sad.

"Would you like me to check how they died?" the 50-year-old man took two steps forward.

He nodded.

"Your father and mother were beaten to death with one palm" The man around 50 years old shook his head, as if he had a somewhat regretful expression, "The person who killed your father and mother was a martial arts master, but unfortunately this person deliberately hid the number of martial arts paths, and I can't see which faction did it." ”

"I want revenge, the revenge of killing my father and mother is not the same as the sky" He said viciously with blood-red eyes, bound to avenge the innocent and tragic death of his parents. His parents are honest farmers, how could they be poisoned by people in the martial arts.

"This is the white head of the Oolong faction, named Jiang Tian. "The middle-aged man hugged his fists" is also my master. ”

As soon as he heard this, he thought to himself: There is a head of the sect in front of him, who is studying under a teacher, so that he can track down the culprit of killing his parents. So he respectfully bowed, "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

"I haven't agreed to accept you as an apprentice, so why did I apprentice. Bai Jiangtian slowly continued: "Okay, I'll reluctantly accept you as an apprentice, by the way, what's your name." "Hold him up" The one next to me is the eldest disciple of this sect, Qi Bai. ”

"Lu Yizhong"

Bai Jiangtian gave Lu Yizhong some silver taels and asked him to take care of his father's and mother's funeral. Immediately, he felt that Bai Jiangtian was a charcoal in the snow, and he was very grateful.

A few days later, he said goodbye to his cousin.

"Brother, I'm going to learn martial arts with you. ”

"Master, my cousin wants to learn martial arts?" Lu Yizhong meant to implore the master to accept his cousin as an apprentice.

Bai Jiangtian smiled slightly, "What's your name?"

"Lu Baichuan"

Lu Yizhong secretly made his eyes, and Lu Baichuan immediately knelt down to "meet the master".

"Get up, see that you are a piece of martial arts material, and allow you to become a disciple of this sect" Bai Jiangtian stretched out his hand to support Lu Baichuan.

But Lu Baichuan didn't stand up, it seemed that there was something else.

Bai Jiangtian asked, "What else do you have?"

"I don't know if the master accepts female disciples? I want to bring Erya with me, hehe" Lu Baichuan smirked.

"You damn Lu Baichuan, watch Lao Tzu kick you to death, learn from the teacher, and bring the woman with you. Lu Yizhong scolded secretly.

A few days passed, and Erya, Lu Yizhong, and Lu Baichuan took care of everything. After saying goodbye to their families, the three of them walked away along the path.

However, Lu Yizhong had a lot of thoughts. He recalled the things that Mr. Storyteller had mentioned before. Always feel that in the cave, something that fell into the mouth, with their parents was killed. There is a great connection, but it is vague, but I can't figure it out.