Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

Mo Wendi felt that he was under a lot of pressure recently.

As a newcomer who has just entered the sect for less than a year, he not only has to complete his minimum nine years of maximum indefinite period of sect study, but also faces an extremely difficult task.

He will kill his father with his own hands in this year.

How did things become the way they are today?

That day, Mo Wendi just counted his steps home as usual.Today he went home and took 520 seven steps, 23 steps more than usual. These 23 steps were the extra steps he took to get rid of a man with a romantic appearance and crazy words after meeting him.

The man said some alarmist words, why he looked like he had lost something, and he might hurt his family in the near future. After talking about it, Mo Wendi felt that the other party wanted to blackmail him because he was not a child of ordinary people because of his extraordinary clothes. He's just money.

The master of the Baizhang Peak of the Lingfeng School is something made up by charlatans to trick children into playing.Mo Wendi flipped through the textbook in his hand, he had a lot of homework today, he had to hurry to the study to endorse.

Thinking of this, it has been a stick of incense since he knocked on the door.Mo Wendi frowned, the door boy Ah Zhong must have been playing around again, and he didn't even open the door for him after so long.

He looked at an old locust tree beside the gate, climbed up in two or three steps, and jumped onto the edge of the wall.

This is the method Ah Zhong taught him. Ah Zhong also said that by teaching Mo Wendi to climb trees, he can steal a little more leisure every day, without having to open the door for him every day.Once again, he was seen by his father, who was very angry and punished Mo Wendi to stand in the sun and think about it.My father said that getting in over a wall is something only thieves would do.Ah Zhong blamed himself very much, so he took the initiative to admit to his father the little son he had abetted, so the two were punished to stand together.Thinking of the hot sunburned faces of the two of them that day, Mo Wendi rolled his eyes.

But when he stood on the edge of the wall and looked into Mo's mansion, he didn't see the busy mother, the servants preparing dinner, Ah Zhong who was dozing off, and his father dancing with a sword and reciting poems in the courtyard.

However, what he saw were corpses everywhere.What I smelled was a disgusting strong bloody smell.

There was also a group of people in black robes with strange figures who all turned their heads when he looked towards the courtyard, looking at him with cold eyes.

Mo Wendi's face was instantly pale as paper.

When he woke up again, he found himself locked in a small dark room.

The other party did not kill him, but imprisoned him.

Although Mo Wendi was very strange in his heart, he no longer had the strength to think about these things. Now he was helpless, his mother and Ah Zhong were lying in a pool of blood, he vividly remembered, father... father?This morning he seems to have heard his father say that he is going to visit an old friend, will he escape?

Suddenly there were footsteps and conversations at the door. Mo Wendi listened intently and vaguely heard the words "Mo Changping" and "Demon Sect". Even with the strength of a year old, he couldn't break free from the chains on his hands and feet, so he walked half a step towards the door.

At this moment, the conversation stopped abruptly and was replaced by the sound of a weapon unsheathed.After a while, the door was kicked open, and the charlatan stood at the door holding a sword that was shining with blue light.

Today is the fourth day since Mo Wendi's family was slaughtered. Ling Yao took Mo Wendi and fled to an earth temple outside Jiangzhong City. Since that day, Mo Wendi has not said a word.

"Speak, I will take you as an apprentice and take you to the mountains, okay?" Ling Yao said to Mo Wendi tirelessly.

Mo Wendi stared fixedly at the distant fields, and it took him a long time to say: "Yes, but give me a day." His voice was hoarse, but his words were distinct.

"Okay," Ling Yao looked at his face and nodded, "Since you agreed, I should teach you something first, so that I can also defend myself."

"Hold this wooden sword." Ling Yao handed the wooden sword to Mo Wendi. From the way he held the sword, he knew that he knew a little about swordsmanship.

Ling Yao stood still, raised his sword over his shoulder, barely stopped at the side of his face, made a wrong step, turned around, and stabbed straight at a corner with his sword, "Remember, if the opponent blocks or evades, then a sword will definitely hurt you." to him. Do you know why?"

Mo Wendi shook his head.

"Sword Intent." Ling Yao said, "So when using this sword, you must be firm-willed, but if the opponent just stands still, you must immediately withdraw the sword, because it is absolute strength and confidence, and it is the Sword Intent that is far better than the sword. your people."

"Of course." Ling Yao withdrew his sword and waved his hand, "The so-called self-defense technique can only be used for self-defense. This kind of trick is only useful for people of your level. In an emergency, you should be urgent. Experts never use these little tricks. Take it to heart."

"I understand, Master."

"All you can do is keep a clear heart, there is no other way." Ling Yao gave him a deep look.

Mo Wendi picked up the wooden sword and ran straight to the other side of Jiangzhong City.

His father once told him that there was something very important in the small hut next to the field, and at this moment, he had to go and see it.

My father said that fame, fortune and wealth are just a fleeting thing. Back then, he practiced and lived in that small hut.So I often bring Mo Wendi and his wife to stay for a short stay, remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness.

When Mo Wendi panted and pushed open the door, he saw Mo Changping in black robe and black hair sitting at the simple wooden table, looking at him calmly, as if he had been sitting there for several years.

"You are here, Wendi." Mo Changping said.

Mo Wendi didn't speak.

Mo Changping turned his head and did not look at him: "In order to save you, I have already joined the demon sect."

"We have nothing to do with each other from now on, you just go up the mountain with Lingyao."

"Those demons will definitely try their best to ask you to hand over your treasures. Keep the Xuanli Pearl on the table and don't fall into the hands of the demons. Go away and don't come back. Jiang Zhongcheng is almost gone."

"Understand?"

Mo Wendi remained silent, took the blue ink beads on the table, turned and went out, the moment he stepped over the threshold, the tears that had been swirling in his eyes finally slipped gently and shattered on the bluestone floor.

Mo Wendi couldn't remember what he did afterwards, but he only remembered that Ah Zhong told himself that he could drink when he was sad, the hot wine scalded his throat, and he forgot all the sad things.

The next day, Mo Wendi opened his eyes and saw Ling Yao looking at him with a deep smile.

The Lingfeng faction is very good, so is the elder brother, the master is also very good, everyone is very good.

From beginning to end, Mo Wendi was the only one who hurt others.

see autumn