Mo Chou raised half of the cup, and listened to Mo Shan ask him, and looked at his eyes with bright eyes, as if he was looking forward to it, and couldn't bear to let him down, so he recalled carefully, and suddenly remembered what Yuan Zhenzi had said when he was teaching, so he said: "My parents once said: There are ten thousand ways to do, there are thousands of techniques, and the sword immortal has existed in ancient times, which is nothing more than the self-proclaimed person who preaches the Tao with a sword. ”

Seeing that Mo Chou seemed to know something about the Sword Immortal, Ah Mo hurriedly asked, "Brother, do you know what it means to prove the Tao with a sword?"

Mo Chou took a sip of wine and did not answer immediately, under the repeated urging of Ah Mo, he explained unhurriedly: "There are three thousand avenues under the Heavenly Dao, and the sword path is also one of the avenues. Investigating the origin is the first killing machine bred in the turbid two qi after the initial division of heaven and earth, and it was later separated by Chi You and the Yellow Emperor. The Yellow Emperor mined the bronze Xuanyuan sword of Mount Tai, and there was a way of the sword. If you can practice swordsmanship to the origin, return to the basics, and return to the realm of ten thousand swords, you will be able to realize the killing power of the Heavenly Dao. ”

After hearing this, Ah Mo stopped talking, but drank with his head down, not knowing what to think in his heart. Mo Chou saw that he didn't speak, and he didn't bother, he looked to the left-hand side, only to find that Wu Jiutian had left the table, and then went to look at Zhihai, Zhihai put the wine glass in front of him, and the mouth of the cup was facing southeast. Mo Chou knew that he was going to find Wu Jiutian by himself, so he confessed, lying that he was in a hurry and wanted to go out to relieve himself.

Leaving Amodan's big tent, Mo Chou walked to the southeast, walked for a while, and really saw a tent, which was a little stingy compared with Amodan's big tent, and it was not far from the size of Xue Mei. Mo Chou thought about it, Zhihai didn't need to lie to him, so he walked to the tent on tiptoe, listened intently, and really heard someone talking inside.

One of the voices from Wu Jiutian said, "Brother Song, I have poisoned his wine, as long as he is lucky, he will be poisoned." I'm tired of telling the owner of the village for me, and he said that he can do it tonight!"

Mo Chou was shocked when he heard this, and he looked inside, and sure enough, he found that a trace of black qi was stored in the lower abdomen of the dantian, but he had two sets of supreme internal strength and mental methods, and the poison was just a trick in the mortal world.

At this time, another person with a sharp voice in the room said, "Are you really so ruthless?

Mo Chou hid outside, and listened to Wu Jiutian hatefully: "Hmph! If Ah Moshan treats me sincerely, I will naturally refuse." But he never looked down on me, knowing that I was not my own child, and seeing that I had a deep affection for the third sister, he warned me several times and refused to promise her. May I ask such an adoptive father, why can't I betray it!?"

The man laughed and praised: "Okay! No poison, no husband, the master of the village really didn't see the wrong person! Brother Wu rest assured, this matter is complete, and you will be guaranteed to sit firmly in the third position of my Black Wind Village! At that time, the glory and wealth will be inexhaustible." But I've heard there's another master at the racecourse, and he'll be out of the way, right?"

Wu Jiutian sneered: "Brother Song, don't worry, that person has had a competition with my father-in-law, and the two of them are half a catty. Not to mention that I was poisoned in the food, even if I was not poisoned, I was never the opponent of the master of the village. ”

The man said: "This is very good, but it is also a good thing to be able to draw with Mo alone, if this person can take refuge in my Black Wind Village." Halfway through the words, Xu saw that Wu Jiutian's expression was wrong, and hurriedly added: "Brother Wu, don't worry, this person is just an outsider after all, when the time comes, I will ask the master of Dazhai to cast a spell and plant the 'Zimu Golden Gu' so that he can obey you?"

Wu Jiutian laughed heartily and said, "This is the best, but Brother Song, don't forget, Xue Mei is my person, you are not allowed to hurt her!"

The man replied: "Brother Wu, don't worry, this matter is on me, if there is no accident, let the two of you have a round room tonight, just wait to be your groom's official!"

After saying this, the voices of two people were heard in the tent. Mo Chou listened outside, and was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and really wanted to rush in and capture the two of them and throw them in front of Mo Dan for questioning.

But after thinking about it, if the two of them die and don't admit it, they can't help them. After all, he is just an outsider, and Wu Jiutian is his adopted son, so it is conceivable who Ah Moshan will believe when the time comes.

Mo Chou continued to eavesdrop outside the tent, and after that, the two chatted some digressions, and after a few words of greeting each other, the informant of Heifeng Village told Wu Jiutian to be careful and forbearing, and after getting Wu Jiutian's assurance, the man walked towards the door tent.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Mo Chou hurriedly avoided it, and as soon as he hid, he saw Wu Jiutian walking out of the tent with a white-clothed scribe, because both of them had their backs to him, so they couldn't see the scribe's appearance clearly.

After Wu Jiutian parted ways with that man, Mo Chou thought for a while and decided to follow the scribe and go to Heifeng Village to see what was going on.

Mo Chou followed all the way, and followed the scribe out of the oasis of the horse farm and into the desert. The scribe was cautious, and it can be said that he turned back in three steps, for fear of being followed. After leaving the racecourse, he hurried all the way to the west.

Mo Chou hung tightly behind him not far away, and after about an hour of driving, he saw that the scribe in front of him suddenly slowed down, and was busy looking for a mound to hide his tracks.

In a short time, the sand blew on the hill to the west, and seventeen or eighteen knights appeared on it, and Mo Chou watched from afar, and saw that they were all dressed in fur, covered with black veil, and wrapped in a thick circle of linen cloth around their heads. The only one who wore a Han robe, tied his hair and wore a crown, thought to be the leader of this group.

At the sight of this group, the scribe immediately fell to one knee and clenched his hands into fists, as if to report. But Mo Chou was too far away to hear what he was saying.

The scribe was halfway through speaking, when the leader suddenly stretched out his hand to see him interrupt and looked over at the mound where Mo Chou was hiding.

The two were far apart, and Mo Chou could feel that the other party's eyes were tightly locked on him, knowing that his whereabouts were exposed, and he was about to get up and flee, but when he saw the person on the horse raise his hand, ten thousand Venus immediately flew out of his sleeve, even under the scorching sun, those Venus were not inferior.

Mo Chou only listened to the squeaking sound in his ears, like the sound of spring silkworms chewing leaves, and saw 10,000 points of Venus synthesized into a cluster, and came to him in the blink of an eye, and was thinking of a sword to resist, but when he looked up, the star group was originally tens of thousands of golden cicadas, the largest of which could be as big as a fist, and the smallest was also the thickness of a walnut, and each golden cicada was fierce and vicious, and its mouthparts were still shining with cold light. Looking at this posture, Qingjian can't use it now, but how can he resist it?

Only one face, the sky and the earth were dark again, and when Mo Chou regained his senses, he returned to the starting point.

Seeing that Xue Mei shouted at him again in front of him, Mo Chou was also helpless, so he had to bite the bullet and follow the steps, and after attracting Ah Modan and the two of them had a fight, he was invited to the banquet again. Mo Chou thought about it, Mo Dan's overwhelming sword momentum was the nemesis of the group of golden cicadas, no wonder the master of the big village had to find Wu Jiutian as an internal response.

At this time, Mo Shan raised his glass to him, Mo Chou thought that the food and wine were poisoned by Wu Jiutian, and this matter could not be explained, so he found an excuse and said: "Thanks to Brother Mo Dan's hospitality, but I often hear people say: Grains hurt the body, wine and meat pierce the intestines, to learn the art of immortals, you must first endure these delicious temptations." I think the eldest brother intends to study art in Shenzhou, and we all have the heart to ask for immortals, how about we abstain from sex together from now on?"

Ah Mo thought about it, he longed for the way of the Sword Immortal, and when Mo Chou said this, he nodded and agreed, and arranged for Xue Mei to go to the back kitchen to prepare some tea cakes, brew tea, and treat Mo Chou with tea instead of wine.

After Wu Jiutian heard this, he was obviously a little uncomfortable, seeing that his expression became nervous, Mo Chou sat opposite him and asked, "Wu Xian's nephew, but what's wrong?" Mo Chou's age is only younger than Wu Jiutian, but he calls Ah Mo Dan the eldest brother, and A Mo Dan also calls him the elder brother, and the generation is naturally older than Wu Jiutian, at this time, he deliberately takes advantage of him, so he calls Wu Jiutian 'virtuous nephew'.

Wu Jiutian dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, after all, his skills were not as good as others, and he was a thief, so he didn't bother too much with Mo Chou, but just lied that he was unwell and wanted to go back to rest earlier, and left the big tent with a confession.

Mo Chou knew that Wu Jiutian was in a hurry to go back and connect with the Neiying surnamed Song, and was trying to find a reason to follow him to listen to the truth. But when he came to the outside of the tent of Wu Jiutian's camp, he found that there was no movement inside, so he opened the tent and looked inside, and saw that there was no one there, thinking that these two people were only afraid that there would be a trick, and they didn't know where they went at this time.

When Mo Chou returned to the big tent, Ah Modan and Zhihai didn't know where to go, leaving Xue Mei to clean up the mess, Mo Chou stepped forward and asked, "Niece Xian, where are your parents?"

Xue Mei suffered a loss in the hands of Mo Chou this time, and was cheapened by him in terms of seniority, so naturally he didn't have a good impression of him. Hearing Mo Chou's question, he glared at him, "Hmph, I don't know, you find it yourself!" After speaking, he walked straight past Mo Chou with the tableware in his arms, thinking that he had gone to the back kitchen.

Mo Chou got out of the big tent and looked around the racecourse, but found no trace of others, so he walked to the lake and rested on his back facing the sky, constantly recalling several 'rebirth' experiences in his heart. He thought about it for a whole afternoon, and in the evening, when the bright moon was hanging high, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves at the gate, and when he looked up, it seemed that there was a fire.

He thought that something was wrong with the racecourse, so he hurriedly got up and ran, but when he reached the door, he saw Amo standing alone with his sword, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and a group of horse thieves laughing wildly at him. Zhihai was already in a different place, and his head was hanging from the back of one of the horse thieves. Xue Mei ended up even worse, disheveled by the big village owner under her armpit, staring ahead with empty eyes.

The torches of the horse thieves shimmered and reflected on Wu Jiutian's pale face, and it was obvious that he had not expected such an outcome.

Mo Chou looked from afar, saw the lord of Dazhai riding on horseback, pointed at Amodan with his finger, and then said something to Wu Jiutian.

After Wu Jiutian heard this, he nodded stupidly, then raised his sword and came to Ah Mo single, whispered a few words to him, and then pierced his chest pain with a sword, and then drew back the bloody sword, and returned to the horse thief team step by step.

One of the horse thieves brought a horse to Wu Jiutian, and after Wu Jiutian sat down, the horse thieves left the horse farm in a hurry, and set a fire before leaving, burning down the huge horse farm.

Seeing the scene in front of him, how similar it was to what he had happened in the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, Mo Chou thought that his parents' life and death were still unknown, and he had a bad breath in his chest for no reason, and in a hurry, he forgot that he was not the opponent of the master of the big village, so he drew his sword and chased after him, shouting in his mouth: "The thief is gone!