In June 1 BC, Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty died in Weiyang Palace in the capital of Chang'an at the age of twenty-five.

In July, the chariot and cavalry generals Wang Shun and Dahong Lu Jixian sent envoys to the Empress Dowager Wang Zhengjun and Wang Mang to welcome the King of Zhongshan Liu Kun and Liu Jizi to the capital.

In August, the Grand Sima Wang Mang made the Xiao Cheng Queen Zhao Feiyan, and the Xiao Ai Queen Fu Daijun was deposed as a commoner. The two could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide on the same day.

In September, King Liu Xun of Zhongshan ascended the throne and became Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty at the age of nine. The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager listened to the government behind the curtain, and the Grand Sima Wang Mang governed the country and granted amnesty to the world.

In the winter moon, snow falls all over the city...

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Eight hundred miles west of Chang'an City, on the Xiyue Peak, the originally verdant dense forest was covered with thick white hats, and the withered branches were covered with crystal clear and cold ice flowers. It looked clear and cool, but in fact it concealed murderous intent.

Xiyue Peak is 200 meters high and difficult for ordinary people to reach. It is a hundred miles of desolate area with abrupt peaks and valleys and criss-crossing ravines.

No one knows that there is a large valley hidden deep in the Xiyue Peak, and there is a large mountain village hidden in the valley. There are three hundred mysterious figures hidden in the mountain village.

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Wei Zimo didn't wake up until past midnight. He was very hungry, so he got out of bed and opened the door to call for someone.

But the two boys Zhang Wu and Wang Wen who usually served him were missing.

Pushing open the door of the thatched cottage, the cold wind hit my face, and I tightened my fluffy collar tightly again. I saw Zhang Wu and Wang Wen standing by the fence at the door, staring at the cottage below, laughing and dancing.

Wei Zimo stepped forward and kicked someone, and cursed: "It's already past time, and you haven't brought me anything to eat. Why are you still here watching the excitement? Do you want me to throw you two bastards away?"

Going down the mountain?"

Zhang Wu and Wang Wen are actually not much younger than Wei Zimo. They are sixteen and Wei Zimo is eighteen. However, Wei Zimo is a master and he is a servant.

The two of them have only been in the mountain for a year, and they are actually still in the internship stage. If they perform well, they may stay and become members of the Huashan Village. If they perform poorly, the consequences are hard to say.

Being able to serve Wei Zimo is a blessing they have earned over eight lifetimes. They have been eating and drinking with Wei Zimo for a year, but they have gained a lot of fat.

The two of them were immediately frightened, and hurriedly bowed to Wei Zimo, clasping their fists and saying, "I don't know, the young master has woken up, and Uncle Ding has brought breakfast. I'll go and warm it up."

Wei Zimo tilted his head proudly and said to the two of them, "What are you looking at? Why are there so many people down there?"

Zhang Wu chuckled and said: "Young master, I don't know. Today, the village will hold a martial arts competition. Through martial arts competition, suitable candidates will be selected to go down the mountain to perform the task."

Wei Zimo blinked lazily. This kind of thing happens once or twice a year in the village, so it's not unusual.

After returning to the guest room and sitting down, Zhang Wu and Wang Wen brought five dishes, one soup and a pot of wine, and Wei Zimo ate them all by himself. After a year, the full-time chef Ding Bo has become accustomed to having breakfast and lunch together, and Wei Zimo ate them all.

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In the entire Xiyue Mountain Village, Wei Zimo's food falls under the second-level standard, and he is treated the same as the three elders. Of course, the person who enjoys the first-level food standard is the head master, who eats sea cucumbers, abalones, mountain delicacies, and seafood. The three hundred disciples in the second mountain village, including

The five senior brothers all eat from the same big pot in the collective cafeteria.

There are three hundred people in the Xiyue village. They don't go down the mountain to rob, they don't open up wasteland, and they don't make a living. Their annual expenses are thousands of taels of silver. This expense is also a headache.

Wei Zimo had eaten and drank enough, and was ready to go to the bedroom to sleep. When he looked back and saw Zhang Wu and Wang Wen sneaking around, he suddenly felt unhappy: "I don't think I'm full. You two bastards are so thief, they can't be stealing."

After eating, Ding Bo, can you give me some extra food?"

Zhang Wu and Wang Wen looked at each other and waved impatiently at Wei Zimo: "Sir, where did you think you were? If you want to sleep, go to bed quickly!"

Wang Wen also said: "Yes, yes, it's very cold. It's better for you to sleep, and be careful not to catch the cold."

Wei Zimo was even more upset: "Does it mean... you have always regarded me as a sick person?"

Zhang Wu and Wang Wen shrank his neck and said timidly: "What else? We care about the young master, and of course we also care about ourselves. If the young master has a cold or something, once the elders know about it, the younger one will be punished.

The punishment is starvation. If the head master knew about it, he might even kick the little one out of the mountain gate."

Wei Zimo smiled helplessly, shook his head and walked towards the bedroom.

Zhang Wu and Wang Wen were filled with joy.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zimo stopped by the door, turned around and said, "You really want me to sleep, but I won't sleep."

He walked over to the two of them and laughed loudly: "You think I don't know what you are thinking, don't you just want to go down there to see the excitement? Come on, I'll go with you!"

The two of them immediately jumped up with joy: "Okay, okay! Young master has been nesting on the mountainside for a year, and it's time to go down the mountain. This martial arts competition is extraordinary. In one morning, three of the five factions came together.

The competition between a hundred senior brothers has ended, and soon it will be the competition between senior brother Aoki and senior brother Jiuhuo..."

There are three hundred people in Xiyue Village, divided into one sect, three sects and five sects. Needless to say, everyone is under the command of the head master, Mr. Xiyue. The three sects are the elders in green shirts, elders in gray clothes and elders in caolu, each with one hundred jurisdiction.

The five sects of people are the five great brothers of metal, wood, water, fire and earth, each of which manages sixty people.

The names of the five senior brothers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are also very strange, Zijin, Qingmu, Zhuoshui, Jiuhuo, and Black Earth. The kung fu of the five of them is naturally higher than that of the three hundred people, otherwise how can they be senior brothers?

Wei Zimo is an idle person.

After being sent to Xiyue Peak fifteen years ago, he has never gone down the mountain or out of the valley. No one has seen him practice boxing for a day. Although he is tall, he is indeed a sick man. After a serious illness last year, he was sent to Xiyue Peak.

My husband was sent to rest in a thatched cottage in the middle of the mountain. He didn't see anyone for a year. He was carefully served by Zhang Wu and Wang Wen, and he enjoyed the second-grade standard food in the cottage. The brothers in the cottage had already complained.

"Okay! Let's go down and have an eye-opener. The five eldest brothers are competing in martial arts. This is a rare event in our Xiyue village. What special mission are we going to perform, and why do we have to bring trouble to the eldest brothers?"

Naturally, Zhang Wu and Wang Wen didn't know about Wei Zimo's question, and of course they were even more curious.

Normally, except for designated tasks, the three elders would not easily use the five senior brothers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Moreover, each of the three hundred people is a master with one against a hundred, even if they fight for three days and three nights, it will not take long.

He will get the task, but it will never be his turn to go to the senior brothers.

This time it was strange, five senior brothers actually participated in the competition task.

Out of curiosity, the three of them immediately descended from the 30-meter-high mountain. Along the way, Zhang Wu and Wang Wen carefully supported Wei Zimo, fearing that he would slip accidentally, and the two of them would stay in the thatched cottage for a while.

long time.

If it lasts a lifetime, it would be boring.

In the middle of the village is a spacious dam, paved with bluestone slabs. In addition to the head master, the three elders are all on site as judges.

From Chen hour to Si hour, the three hundred brothers and sisters have indeed completed the competition. Wei Zimo felt very puzzled. In previous years, three hundred people took turns to compete, which would take at least two days. Today's competition,

Why so hasty?

He approached the crowd and asked one person: "Senior brother? What is the purpose of today's competition?"

The man glanced at Wei Zimo, then immediately turned his attention to the competition field, and said lazily: "This question... you should ask the elders..."

When I asked another person, the other person actually looked at Wei Zimo as if he were a ghost, and said with a smile: "By the way, it's best for you to carry out this task... Xi Xi!"

Several people immediately looked at Wei Zimo. His fluffy fur and dungarees looked particularly unusual among the 300 people present, just like an aristocratic son suddenly appearing among the peddlers and pawns.

So more people laughed: "Yes, this task is indeed very suitable for Mr. Wei."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wei has been in Xiyue Peak for fifteen years, eating and drinking for free and pampering himself. It's time to do his part for Xiyue Peak. Don't worry, this task is very simple. You don't need to use knives or guns. As long as you know how to do it,

It's okay to be sneaky, it's most appropriate for you to go."

"Yes, only he can complete this task. If it were our other brothers and sisters, he might still fail, hahaha..."

Wei Zimo gritted his teeth and finally endured it.

The psychological suspicion is getting worse. Normally, once someone is there, everyone will rush to go there. After all, everyone is lurking in the Xiyue Peak, isolated from the world, and it is rare to have the opportunity to go out and experience the fireworks in the world.

More than three hundred men are hiding in this deep mountain, and they will be excited for a while when they see the female monkey. You can imagine how tempting the world outside is to them. So every time there is a mission, for the sake of fairness, the three major

The elders will decide to determine the person who will perform the task through a competition. For the next mountain, the brothers will not fight to the death, but they will try their best.

But now from the tone of these people, it seems that no one is willing to carry out this task.

In the past fifteen years, Wei Zimo has known more than twenty missions, and no one in Xiyue Peak has ever failed. What exactly is the mission to be carried out this time? Everyone actually laughed at it.

Since you are not willing to execute it, then why bother competing?

However, Zhang Wu and Wang Wen were dissatisfied and angrily said to those people: "Why are you talking like this? Don't you know that all the expenses in Xiyue Peak are supported by Mr. Wei's adoptive father?"

"Young master's health is not good, but we are all brothers, why should we humiliate people like this!"

The people who just laughed at Wei Zimo thought carefully and shut up.

Looking at the competition arena, Aoki and Jiu Huo had just finished more than ten moves, and one of them put a scimitar on the other's neck, and the long sword in the other's hand was also pressed against the other's throat.

The three elders announced helplessly: "It's a draw!"

Then he let out a long sigh.

Then there was another match between Zijin and Black Earth, but in the blink of an eye, it was a draw again.

Zhuoshui came on the stage and Jiuhuo faced off. This time the time was shorter. The three elders had just had a short tea cup and had not had time to drink tea. The two were tied again.

The three elders were angry and stood up together.

The elder in gray was a bit angry and immediately yelled: "You idiots, after two hours, more than a thousand matches have been draws, and each game has not passed ten moves. What do you mean?! One

None of them know how to be grateful, and none of them want to carry out this task. Should we, the three old ghosts, be asked to carry it out? Or should the head master carry it out on his own?"

To Wei Zimo's surprise, the three hundred people present suddenly burst into laughter.

Some people even dared to talk back: "Elder in gray, when I received a mission before, only the winner of the competition would have the chance to go down the mountain. But today, because of the special nature of this mission, the rules of the competition are also special. Only the loser has the chance.

Go. But none of our three hundred brothers are willing to carry out this task, so... we have to make a draw so as not to harm each other!"

Wei Zimo frowned: Going down the mountain is a good job! Why did you hurt the other party by shouting?

Then someone echoed: "Leave such a special task to special people..."
To be continued...