Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

The bright road pointed out by the old man immediately made Mo Xian and the seventh senior brother show embarrassing faces!

"Fifth Master, you said that you want me to wear such a face, and you want brocade clothes?" Mo Xian asked, pointing to his face, it wasn't because he was narcissistic, but because his face was indeed too lethal...

Back then, when he only showed his face on the official road for a while, he attracted a large crowd of onlookers, and made Mo Xian experience first-hand what it means to throw a fruit-filled car.Later, when he climbed Jieyun Mountain, he only showed half of his face, which also made the arrogant Zhao Yanle "see him differently".

If he dressed up grandly, Mo Xian would feel a chill down his spine just thinking about it.

The old man gave Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother a look of "Sure enough, they are rookies with little experience in the rivers and lakes". The old god lit his big cigarette bag, and after puffing out two smoke rings, he explained slowly: "You want to be safe, so do you know what kind of people are the safest in the world?"

"The most unobtrusive one?" Seventh Brother thought for a while and answered——in front of Zhao Wuye, Seventh Senior Brother was a rookie, and Mo Xian, the rookie among the rookies, should obediently keep his mouth shut and listen in.

"That kind of person seems safe, but in fact, he is also the most insecure."

"Why? Aren't we safe now?"

"Because we are no longer people in the rivers and lakes, but ordinary people who have wiped out the rivers and lakes. Therefore, the disputes in the rivers and lakes will not interfere with us, but what I ask is who is safe in the rivers and lakes. And when we are alive, we will not attract attention People in Jianghu are naturally less likely to attract attention when they die, so they are not safe, but their life and death do not attract much attention."

While listening, Mo Xian suddenly thought of the gangsters who were injured by Zhao Yanle when they went up the mountain that day.They all belong to the level of the least noticeable quack people.Who knows that after that, those people will die of serious injuries, and the unlucky ones who died in this way?

Those who hurt people don't care, and other people, except their relatives and friends, don't even look at the unlucky guy.

When Mo Xian was thinking, Seventh Senior Brother was also thinking. Naturally, they couldn't think of one person and one thing, but the expressions of the two showed it almost at the same time.

People from the rivers and lakes who are not noticed often also mean that they have no power and lack of backing. Such a person can be pinched by anyone.And there is a great possibility of "pinching" his person.There is no enmity with him.It's just like Zhao Yanle, who accidentally affected him; or it's just that a certain hero suddenly wants to punish Xiaoxiao and uphold justice, so as to improve his mood.

Seeing the two people's expressions changed, Zhao Wuye blew out another smoke ring and asked, "Do you know who is the safest now?"

"A powerful person." Seventh Brother replied with a wry smile.

"If the two of you disguised yourself as ordinary people and left, who can be sure that you won't meet anyone looking for trouble along the way, and who can be sure that your disguise will not be seen? If so, you will just It will become more and more troublesome and dangerous.”

The two nodded, the old man was indeed right.

"Or I'll scratch my face." Mo Xian knew that the main problem was his face, and now he misses his ugly face very much.

"If you dare, I'll ruin my face too!" Brother Qi frowned immediately, and he didn't even bother to persuade him—he was afraid that someone would be obedient, so he agreed here, and turned his head to really treat himself His face was ruined, but he directly threatened with himself.

"Okay." Mo Xian obediently nodded in agreement.

Over there, Zhao Wuye saw that the two were interesting, he laughed and stood up, knocking the big cigarette bag on the sole of his shoe twice: "Have you discussed how to look like the young couple?"

"Listen to the old man's orders." Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother said in unison.

"Well, then you go home and wait for the good news."

The two were puzzled, wouldn't it be good to talk about how to dress up, and then discuss the identity and background?How to let them go home and wait for some good news?But the doubts turned into doubts, and the two little rookies left obediently and went home.

As a result, in the early morning of the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, they really waited for the "good news" - sent by other villagers collectively.

Before dawn, Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother were knocked on the door like a drumbeat.When I got up and looked, all the adults in the village, including the reclusive Widow Zhao, were standing at the door of their house, waiting for them with strange lights in their eyes...

At that time, Mo Xian had an urge to close the door, but before he could realize this urge, all the seniors rushed in.

Aunt Liu Qi, Du Ce, and Hu Yueer, a real couple and fake sister-in-law, walked in the front with a ruler like a big knife in their hands, and they just entered the door.Aunt Liu Qi grabbed Senior Brother Qi and greeted Senior Brother Qi with a ruler—of course it was not a beating, but a measure of size.Both Du Ce and Hu Yue'er confronted Mo Xian, also pushing him from top to bottom.

"What... what is this?" Mo Xian asked inexplicably.

"What do you do? Of course it's making clothes." Aunt Liu Qi replied without raising her head.

"Clothes? What kind of clothes are you going to make? Aren't those fabrics even made? Besides, didn't my aunt not take the measurements before?"

Aunt Liu Qi's craftsmanship is really good. Although Mo Xian is not very clear about the quality of the clothes, the stitches of those clothes are obviously hand-stitched, but they are even and fine, which is not the same as those made by sewing machines of later generations. Comparable.And it fits fat and thin, but Aunt Liu Qi did not measure his size before, obviously it was all through visual inspection.From these two points, we can know how deep the kung fu is here.

"Those ordinary clothes, you can just make them casually, but this time you and Xiao Xiao go out, how can you dress in an ordinary way?" It was Du Ce who answered, but it was not the male voice I heard last time, but the feeling There are bold and lively female voices, giggling while talking, the light in the eyes is even more like burning people.

Seventh Senior Brother and Mo Xian already regarded Du Ce as a woman, so they didn't feel awkward seeing him like this.But the two of them still didn't know what to say. They could only turn their eyes to Zhao Wuye, who had picked up a small bench after entering the door and started smoking dry cigarettes.

"Fifth Master, what's going on?"

"Of course it's to prepare for you to go out." The old man blew out a smoke ring, and stretched out a hand to the two of them, muttering in his mouth, and started counting on his hand at the same time, "clothes, accessories, weapons , horses, property, and the identities of the two of you, as well as your words and deeds when getting along, all these must be prepared and arranged."

"The clothes are as big as crane cloaks and fox furs, and as small as headbands and shoes and socks. The three of us will wrap them up." Aunt Liu Qi and Du Ce and his wife had already measured the size, and they were smiling happily as they spoke. Go out first.

"This accessory is naturally made by me, Wang Manizi. Don't worry, you two, it will definitely not be those dirty goods with questionable origins." Wang Manizi, who was still bruised and swollen, patted his chest and ran out excitedly.

"Brothers of the Sun family will tailor the weapon for you two, and Liu Qi can take care of the horses and property. As for the identity..." Zhao Wuye looked at Widow Zhao.

"Ouyang, would you like to recognize me as your foster mother?"

Mo Xian was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, then knelt down on the ground: "Mo Xian has seen the foster mother."

"Okay, okay." After saying two good words, Aunt Zhao helped Mo Xian up, and beckoned to him, "Come in with me and have some whispers."

Mo Xian nodded, followed the new step-mother into the inner room.

As soon as she entered the inner room, Widow Zhao took off the veil on her face. It stands to reason that she should be 35 or [-] now, but she looks like a young girl in her [-]s.

What Zhao Lingbo and Mo Xian were talking about was naturally her background.It turned out that Zhao Lingbo was an orphan, but she was indeed a lucky one. She was adopted by a couple surnamed Hu and taught her martial arts. Number.

It's just that he got tired of the so-called rivers and lakes, and lived in seclusion. Later, he accidentally saved the thief Wang Laizi, and moved to Shuanggui Village.

In addition, a very important point is that Fairy Lingbo, who claims to be a widow, is actually...unmarried at all.Her two sons, like Mo Xian, are adopted sons!

As for why she gave herself the status of a widow, it was because it was difficult for anyone to associate the pure and pure Fairy Lingbo with a widow who lived in seclusion with her two children.And she chose the surname Zhao because she happened to hear a child recite hundreds of surnames, and the first one was the surname Zhao, so she used it—I have to say that the people in this village are indeed very strong...

Afterwards, Hu Xiu took out a sword manual called "Red Sleeves Without War", which is also the family martial art of the Hu family, and handed it to Mo Xian: "With your internal strength, you should be able to easily control this set of swords. I still have my pair of mandarin duck knives, but those knives are more suitable for women to use, it's better to ask the Sun family brothers to make a new pair for you."

"This knife manual..." Mo Xian hesitated, but did not dare to accept it.

"It's okay, I actually redrawn this knife manual overnight." Hu Xiu smiled, and turned to the first page of the knife manual, and sure enough, the color of the ink stains was quite new. Burn it, after all, I don't want those two kids to get involved in the rivers and lakes."

"Thank you, mother-in-law."

"Since you and I are mother and son, why should you be so polite?"

That being said, be polite when you should be polite.

After sending Hu Xiu out of the inner room, besides Liu Qi, Xiao Hunter and Mu Musun, the seventh senior brother was also gone.Before Mo Xian could ask, Fifth Master Zhao had already coughed twice and told Brother Mo Xian the whereabouts of Seventh Brother.

"Xiao Xiao went to learn how to be a dead soldier."

"May I go and see?"

"Where do you have so much time?" Shitou Sun came over, grabbed his arm and pulled it out, "Come on, go out and practice your new knife manual, so I can be a soldier for you blade."

Mo Xian had no choice but to be dragged away by him, and when he arrived at the grain drying field in the village, Shitou Sun immediately sat on one side of the roller, with an expression on his face, urging Mo Xian to come quickly.Mo Xian said that he hadn't read the sword manual yet.As a result, Shitou Sun strongly despised him and urged him to read it quickly!

Mo Xian reluctantly opened the knife manual, but as soon as he saw it for the first time, he froze in embarrassment.

It's not that this is lowly, on the contrary, "Red Sleeves Without War" can also rank among the ranks of exquisite martial arts in sword techniques.In terms of modern classification, it is S-level martial arts.But the problem is... this sword technique should be tailor-made for women, whether it is the name of the sword technique, the names of the ten-style sword moves, or the movements of these moves: Femininity, needless to say.

The ten-style knife moves happened to be named after an ancient Yuefu poem:

In the spring, the wind and flowers are fragrant in the daytime, and the bright moon dances in Yao clothes.

Love sends gold and stones to the sheng reed, and Luo Yi slowly turns to the red sleeves.

Qing songs flow around Fengliang, as if shocked and thoughtful, and soaring.

Turning the flow of brilliant light, the flow will lead the two geese to fly.

How late is the joy, what is the meaning, the Mingjun controls the world and the song is prosperous.

As for the sword move itself, it is more accurate to say it is a sword dance...

Looking at Shitou Sun with a narrow face and frequent urging, Mo Xian had to wonder whether all the "cute" neighbors, including Zhao Wuye, really wanted to help, or did they feel that the current life was really too boring. So the New Year's Eve ran to him to have fun!