Fifty miles to the north of Daqing Mountain, there is a valley with extremely beautiful scenery, birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the four seasons are like spring. To enjoy it, you have to walk through a very rough mountain road. There are many poisonous insects and beasts on the road, so there are few people, so it is cheaper to have some strange people who can fly the eaves and walk the wall, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Lingshan Mountain here. A wisp of green smoke curled up, which seemed to indicate that there were people living in the valley.

Woo!

In the courtyard in front of the three thatched huts, the yellow-mouthed boy wielded a short sword, fast and slow, and whined with a wooden sword breaking through the air. He consciously danced well, but if anyone with a discerning eye saw it, they would definitely laugh at him for being just a showman.

In front of the silkworm trellis within a radius of a few meters in the yard, there is a beautiful woman who is busy with a beautiful woman, who is taking care of the insects spinning silk as cocoons on the silkworm trellis at this time, occasionally taking a look at the yard, looking at the sword-dancing boy with a smile, and his expression is full of deep love. The afternoon sun was dazzling but not scorching, reflecting the woman's green dress and white dress, making him look more like a fairy in the blue world.

The boy had played enough, casually threw the wooden sword on the ground, jumped into the woman's arms in three or two steps, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said coquettishly: "Mother, do you think the child's "Thunderbolt Invincible Swordsmanship" is good?"

When the woman heard the boy's words, she was stunned for a moment, but then she understood, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her thin lips and chuckle: "How can there be any 'Thunderbolt Invincible Sword Technique' in the world?

The boy who was called Mo Chou heard her mother's words and squeezed together a pair of sword eyebrows, showing his displeasure. These eyebrows are very similar to his father, and the woman often says that her son is too murderous, so on weekdays, she often teaches him to recite the principles of the Four Books and the Five Classics, hoping to dispel some anger. It's just that Mo Chou is not interested in these knowledge, and he begs his father and mother to teach martial arts, and the woman has no less thoughts about this.

He hugged his arms in front of his chest, twisted his neck to look away, and said in a fierce voice: "Mother, neither you nor your father teach the child swordsmanship, the child can only create his own set of play! If you don't like it, you can teach the child, why laugh at the child?"

The woman hooked her onion white fingers and scraped the bridge of her son's nose, which made him cry out in pain, and then smiled and said to him: "My son is talented and intelligent, and he is only ordinary with your father, and there are many capable people in the world. Therefore, if you want to learn, you naturally have to learn the most powerful one in the universe. Sadness and dissipation, in a few days, when your father understands the secret, our family of three will stay away from the mortal world, find a secluded cave and practice in the blessed land, he will wait for you to learn the ability, ** Eight wilderness, go anywhere. ”

He was still perfunctory as a mother, and he was even more unhappy, pouting and complaining: "Hmph! Mother is perfunctory again, ignoring you." ”

The mother and son were talking, when the door of one of the cottages in the courtyard suddenly opened, and a mighty man came out of it, and the man was carrying a sword box higher than a person behind him, and he was brilliant and could see it very clearly under the sun. Look at his eyes again, his eyes are bright, and he is majestic, compared to the martial gods of the world.

When Mo Qiu saw the man, he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, 'Daddy'.

The man nodded at him, then went out of the hut, walked straight to the woman, took out a package from his bosom, and handed it to his wife with a cautious face. distinguished: "Liu'er, there are people outside the valley who have touched the ban, and those who come are not good, and there is still a vicious fight in Shizhijiu." You go and settle your son first, so as not to injure him by mistake, and don't fly away on the road, in case the sword light is discovered and his tracks are exposed. You also put this thing on Chou'er, and you can't afford to lose it. Even if our husband and wife can't die well, the sorrowful child is not shallow, with this thing by his side, and can turn evil into good fortune!"

The woman opened the corner of the package and looked at it, and her expression changed immediately. Although she was full of questions, she knew that now was not the time to speak, and she didn't ask more, so she hurriedly said goodbye to the man, asked him to be careful in everything, and then pulled Mo Chou and walked towards the depths of the Valley of Forgotten Worries.

After about a meal, the mother and son came to the dense forest deep in the Valley of Forgotten Worries, and Mo Chou saw a dry well in the forest, which had fallen into disrepair for a long time, and thought that it had been abandoned. At this time, the woman bent down, tucked the package into Mo Chou's underwear, and when she saw that everything was in order, she faced her son and said, "There are wicked people in the house, and my father and mother will send them away, and I will come to take you home in a moment." You hide in the well first, don't make a sound, if you are obedient, your father and mother will teach you all the skills tomorrow, okay?"

When the woman saw that her son had no distractions, she thought that if something happened to her, and he was alone, what would it be good to do? Fortunately, the woman's skills were created, and in the blink of an eye, the tears were forced back, and she said: "Chou'er, you must take good care of the things in the package, except for your father and mother, don't show it to anyone, can Chou'er remember?"

Mo Chou was young and couldn't understand things, he expected his mother to go back as soon as he went, so he said: "Mother don't worry, get rid of the bad guys as soon as possible, so that you can pick me up." ”

The woman replied with an astringent voice, and then carried him to the bottom of the well. Although Mo Chou is small, his courage is not small, the well is dark, he can't see, only the top of the well is bright, but he is not afraid at all, and urges his mother to go early and return early. But he didn't know that after this glance, he and his mother would never see each other again.

The woman snuggled up to the well, and felt a bad omen, knowing that this would be more and less auspicious, and reluctantly glanced at her son.

"Boom!"

At this time, I suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, as if the sky had collapsed. The woman's face froze, knowing that her husband had fought with her opponent, so she had to clench her teeth, and immediately raised her hand to pinch the trick, shift the step, and have words in her mouth. Not long after, there was a real qi in the eyes, nose, and ears, and it turned into a five-colored smoke. These five true qi belong to the five elements, mixed together and entangled, the five colors are blurred, the changes are gratuitous, and they turn into smoke and entrench at the mouth of the well, which does not disperse for a long time.

The smoke had faded under the woman's spell, and it was no longer visible to the naked eye. At this time, when I looked at it again, the dry well could not be seen, and there was no trace. Seeing that the 'Six Mao Stealth Method' worked, the woman thought that there was nothing wrong with it, and then turned and left.

After three or five hours, Mo Chou lived alone in the well, looking up at the well, and no one came to pick him up for a long time. Squatting alone in the corner, his heart was not good, and at this time he was already impetuous, and began to spin in place, thinking in his heart: "The villain is really hateful, and he has wasted a lot of my time." In the future, I will learn my skills, and I will definitely spank them to see if any of them dare to do bad things again. ”

Thinking about it, I was unconsciously a little hungry in my stomach, so I took out two pea-sized pills from my sleeve and swallowed them in my stomach. This Dan name is 'Bigu', Danfang has long been lost, but his parents wasted a lot of effort and specially stole it from the ancient tomb of the immortals of the previous dynasty for his solid use.

The four seasons in the valley of forgetting worries are like spring, the dry well is protected by magic, and at night, Mo Chou does not feel cold in the well. After all, the child had little patience, and when he saw that his parents couldn't wait for a long time, he was a little scared at first, but later, when his energy ran out, sleepiness hit, and he leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, when I looked up, I saw a circle of fire at the mouth of the well, and I had an ominous premonition in my heart. Could it be that my father and mother are deliberately trying my guts? Perhaps, the two of them are hiding outside at this time, waiting to see me out of trouble. No, no, if my father and mother think I'm cowardly and don't pass on my skills, what should I do?" the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, so he sat down again and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

After another three days like this, Mo Chou stayed alone in the dry well, and he lived like a year. The fire outside flickered and flickered, and now it was silent. For a few days, there was no news from his father and mother, and he couldn't stay alone, so he began to have the idea of climbing out of the well. However, the four walls of the dry well are all green bricks, slippery and hands-free, there is no place to borrow strength, I tried several times, but I didn't succeed, so I had to go to other methods.

This dry well is not high, but for Mo Chou, who is more than five years old, it is like climbing to the sky. He racked his brains and spent half a day meditating, but he still didn't get anything. On this night, I unintentionally saw a corner of the package in my arms, and under the moonlight, there was a faint blue light. couldn't help but be curious, and thought to myself: "This package was given by my mother, she only said that she was not allowed to show it to others, but I am not someone else, it should be okay to take a look." ”

After making up his mind, he untied the package and looked at it, and the well suddenly burst into blue light, and he was taken aback, caught off guard, and almost lost the package. After contemplating for a long time, I saw that there was no movement inside, although the blue light was still reflecting the moon, but it was not so dazzling, so I dared to take a closer look, it turned out to be a rusty copper short sword, the shape was simple and vicissitudes, only three inches long. He took the sword in his hand again, and somehow felt sad in his heart, for no reason, as if he had seen this sword before, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

There are also inscriptions on the cyan copper blade, which seems to be a total of 100 words, and Mo Chou does not recognize it. In fact, even if he recognized it, it was useless, the short sword fell into the hands of his father Mo Yi early in the morning, and if he studied it carefully, there was already more than a Jiazi. Mo Yi is rich in five cars, and his knowledge is the best in ancient and modern times, but he still can't solve the mysteries of the heavens, let alone such a naughty boy as him?

Mo Chou was holding a short sword in his left hand, and he had the intention to try the weight, and he was not light or heavy, he was very handy, and he liked it very much at the moment, and he forgot his original intention for a while. He took the short sword and waved it casually, and a green light more than a foot long flashed. The light and shadow disappeared, and the blue bricks on the wall cracked in response, and a large piece of debris fell, which fell to the bottom of the well like rain. He was startled when he saw this, and then he reacted, it turned out that the short sword in his hand was a treasure, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic.

He played with his heart, and went to wield the short sword again, and if there was really a cyan sword burst out with the sword, the more fierce he swung it, the more dazzling the green mangs flew out. As Mo Chou swung his sword indiscriminately, the blue bricks and rubble on the wall fell like rain, and the sword marks crisscrossed the city. Mo Chou was afraid of being buried alive by the rubble, so he stopped. Seeing that the sword marks were black and swarthy, it seemed to be very deep, and after careful comparison, it was enough for him to step on it, and when he pondered in his heart, he was immediately overjoyed, and jumped to his feet and said: "Why don't you use such a sharp weapon?" I will use it to scrape a ladder and climb out. ”