Ye Muxin looked at the man in gray who seemed to be in a trance in the burned village. She did not dare to say anything. In the past few days, she had seen the man in gray make such actions several times in the woods.
But this time the man in gray quickly opened his eyes. He stood up and walked out of the blacksmith's house. Ye Muxin quickly followed him.
The man in gray strode toward the city. After about a hundred meters, he suddenly turned to the right. Ye Muxin discovered that there was a very narrow path on the right that seemed to have been abandoned. There seemed to be a mouth at the end of the path.
The abandoned well was overgrown with weeds, and it looked like there were many stones piled up in a mess. The man in gray pushed aside the stones and weeds. He said to the well, "Come out. I'm not here to kill you."
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There was no movement. Ye Mu was wondering. She saw a dirty little hand stretched out from the well.
Then the man in gray bent down and picked up a child.
He was a little boy of about ten years old, wearing a coarse sweatshirt and shorts, with bare feet. He could no longer tell the color of his clothes. His face seemed dirty, black, and bloody. He was covered in gray.
The man in gray was lifted up in the air, kicking and beating with his hands and feet, but he couldn't reach the man in gray. After struggling for a few times, the little boy stopped. He said loudly to the man in gray, "Eat chicken noodles."
Grandpa, you have been to my house!"
Ye Mu thought in confusion, Grandpa?
The man in gray nodded and put the little boy down. Then he said, "Your father is dead."
The little boy's eyes immediately filled with tears, but he seemed to be holding back the tears. He sniffed hard and nodded. With a beast-like hatred in his eyes, he looked in the direction of his home.
The man in gray asked, "How did you escape? Where is your mother?"
The little boy answered clearly, "Dad ran back from Uncle Zhang's house next door and gave me something to hide in the dry well. Mom is at my mother-in-law's house." After a pause, he said with a look of fear, "Purple clothes, a lot of knives."
, so much blood.”
After the little boy finished speaking in one breath, he finally couldn't help crying loudly.
Ye Muxin thought of her own tragic experience, walked up to the little boy, raised her sleeves and gently wiped his tears, and then hugged the little boy very tenderly. She remembered that this was how her mother hugged her.
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The little boy slowly stopped crying. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to be a few years older than him. He had never seen a girl wearing such a shirt in the village. Many girls were like this.
After bullying him, only this girl hugged him.
The man in gray seemed to be trying hard to suppress his anger. After a minute or two, he asked the little boy clearly, "What did your father give you?" Ye Muxin seemed to tremble slightly when she heard his voice.
The little boy pointed at the dry well and walked over. The man in gray looked down and seemed to see a white package. He picked up the package, opened it, took a look, and nodded. Then he asked the little boy, "You
Is your name Yong'er? What's your name?"
The little boy replied, "Grandpa, my name is Qiao Xianyong."
The man in gray frowned slightly. Then he pulled Ye Muxin and asked her to stand with Yong'er.
The man in gray spoke, "Now, I want you two to listen to me carefully."
Ye Muxin nodded seriously. The little boy looked at her, then at the man in gray, and nodded.
The man in gray said seriously, "I am a swordsman, but I have not been around for many years. I am Wei Hong, the leader of Songyan Sect. Everyone in our sect except me has died one after another, and I have not accepted a disciple for many years.
.The current situation is special. I am willing to accept you two as my disciples and inherit my legacy. If you are willing, you can follow me back to the Broken Moon Cliff in the west. If you are not willing, I can also send you to your relatives first."
Ye Muxin admired the man in gray for his qigong skills. Although she also wanted to find her two brothers, they were not at home all year round, and the relationship between Ye Muxin and them was even less close. Although the man in gray only took care of her, they were not at home all year round.
He had been with her for a few days, but she had an inexplicable sense of trust in this silent person. So she answered loudly, "I do!"
The little boy didn't particularly understand what the man in gray meant, but when he saw the extremely gentle sister saying yes, he followed suit and said, "I'm willing too." After a pause, he added, "I also want to find my mother.
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The man in gray clothes lifted the mask on his head. Ye Muxin saw a face with half-white beard and hair, but sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth were not obvious. She could not see the man in gray clothes.
At his age, he felt like a handsome middle-aged man, but his eyes were extremely weathered, as if he had been tired for a long time. He looked at the pair of children in front of him with a smile, and said kindly, "People who know me in the world
There aren’t many left, and I won’t wear this Laushizi mask anymore.”
The man in gray thought for a few seconds, and then said, "You two are my last disciples. Ye Mu is the older one, he is the senior sister, and Qiao Xianyong is the junior brother. From now on, you two will love each other, and I will send some
I will explain the precepts to you slowly. Anyone who violates the precepts will be expelled from the sect forever. The martial arts of my sect are very complex, but the internal strength is the same. You two learn different external skills, but you cannot teach each other or steal them.
The other party's martial arts. Now, you two have to kowtow to me ten times each, which will be regarded as a discipleship ceremony. From now on, you will be my disciples of the Songyan Sect."
Ye Muxin immediately knelt down and kowtowed deeply to Wei Hong, one after another. Qiao Xianyong also imitated her example.
After kowtowing, Wei Hong ordered them to get up. Then he opened the linen package he picked up from the dry well and took out two daggers. Qiao Xianyong was startled. This was his father's last work.
Wei Hong looked at the two swords, took a deep breath, and said, "You join the Songyan Sect. I have nothing to give you as a master. I will give each of you one of these two swords made by Xianyong's father."
.My master gave each of the two swords a name, the Ruyan Sword and the Xiansong Sword. Mu Xin wears Ruyan.
Renew your oath."
Needless to say, Ye Muxin and Qiao Xianyong followed Wei Hong's example and swore a strong oath. Then they took two small swords and tied them under their clothes. The two swords were said to be short swords, but they were indeed the size of adult daggers.
, for young children, wearing it is a little conspicuous. Wei Hong asked the two of them to wear the sword close to their bodies and wear it when sleeping. He said that this is "raising the sword", so that they can develop a sword for their whole life.
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Late at night, Ye Muxin fell asleep. Qiao Xianyong hugged his dagger and couldn't put it down. He still remembered the way his father made the sword and the towering flames. Thinking of his parents, he began to feel sad again.
, and then fell asleep with sadness. He did not notice that when he was about to fall asleep, the Xiansong sword emitted a blue light through the scabbard.