Chapter 2

In the bamboo forest in front of the thatched cottage, a child less than six years old waved his bamboo sword and was "crackling" cutting the thick green bamboo at the mouth of the bowl.

There is a sound in the mouth. The bamboo sword makes moves and moves.

The child was so thin that he looked like an ape in the mountains.

His eyes were clear and bright. The skin is white, vaguely lacking cyan.

He stabbed or cut at the bamboo pole very seriously, and his face was already dripping with sweat.

He is traceless.

When the wind blows, the bamboo forest rustles.

Not far away, Fang Buwen sat on a prominent stone, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, and his five hearts up.

He didn't even look at the child, and the child didn't look at him.

By the stream stood a donkey.

Like children, donkeys are extremely thin and drooping with their heads.

At this time, it is the weather in April and the season when Hsinchu opens branches and leaves. It is also the season when people are most likely to be lazy.

A Gongsun Qi walked out of the cottage slowly with a huge wine gourd in his hand, and stretched himself beautifully.

Then, squinting at the sunlight falling through the gap of the bamboo leaves, he raised the gourd, "Gulu Gulu", took a few mouthfuls, and took a long sigh of satisfaction.

Gongsun was as thin as the donkey.

A gray suit, a pair of cloth shoes, a white hair, a red distiller's grains nose.

No trace is still chopping the sword. Many traces have been cut on the bamboo pole.

Fang Buwen still meditated, as if he had settled down and fell asleep.

The donkey suddenly barked, barking in a hurry, as if she saw a female donkey.

Gongsunqi looked at the donkey, suddenly flew up, jumped over a stream more than ten feet wide, and fell gently in front of the little donkey.

"How old are you? Want to drink? "

As soon as his voice fell, the donkey shouted happily and nodded again and again.

It turned out that instead of seeing the female donkey, he saw the wine gourd.

He opened the gourd, the donkey looked up and caught the poured wine.

All of this, with a very tacit understanding, like a man and a donkey have been trained for a long time.

Traceless still cleaved the sword, but inadvertently, his tongue licked his lips.

Gongsun Qi turned his head and looked at Xiang Wuji.

Suddenly, when I raised my hand, the gourd in my hand rolled and flew to no trace.

Xiaowuji suddenly turned around and reached out to pick up the slowly flying gourd. His tongue unconsciously stretched out and licked his lips.

Unexpectedly, seeing the gourd in front of him and within reach, he suddenly turned a corner, several times faster, and flew back to gongsunqi's hand.

The traceless head lowered, turned slowly and split the sword again without saying a word.

Gongsun Qi walked slowly over and suddenly said, "when you have the strength to kill a mosquito that day, I'll let you drink!"

Traceless stopped his sword and turned to look at Gongsun Qi.

"I want to drink!"

Traceless voice is very light, but also very firm.

Gongsun Qi suddenly smiled and pointed to Fang Bu Wen who didn't know whether he was meditating or sleeping.

"One day when you can beat him up and shout like that donkey, you can drink!"

The child stared at Fang but didn't smell it.

"Why did I hit him? He is a good man. "

The old man shook his head and seemed to see an incredible fool.

"If he were a good man, there would be no bad people in the world!"

If a child doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it in his heart.

"If he hadn't treated me, I would have died. Why did the bad guys treat me?"

The old man is speechless. After thinking for a moment, he said, "do you think he can really save you?"

The old man shook his head helplessly. When shaking his head, he doesn't want to look or smell.

Fang Buwen suddenly opened his eyes and a light flashed in his eyes.

"In fact, as long as you teach the blue falling Heart Sutra to traceless, traceless may not die."

There was a different light in the old man's eyes, but it soon disappeared.

"As long as he learns the blue falling Heart Sutra, he may not only survive, but also inherit your mantle, very good."

Fang Buwen said. It seems that he is casually talking about an ordinary thing.

Gongsun Qi Gulu Gulu drank a few more mouthfuls of wine, said nothing, and turned away.

Fang Buwen was still meditating, and traceless continued to cut the bamboo pole seriously.

Now, in addition to making medicine soup, drinking medicine and pricking silver needles, he has two more things every day. In his opinion, both are very boring and meaningless.

That's practicing sword. Follow the old man named Gong sunqi to practice sword.

There is also reading, reading with the nearly 20-year-old drug boy.

When Gongsun Qi taught him swordsmanship, no one was allowed nearby. Even Mingyue couldn't be there.

That's why traceless feels boring.

Fang Buwen sometimes peeks at the old man to teach traceless sword, but he will be found by the old man every time.

Then the old man picked off a bamboo branch and raised his hand. The bamboo branch flew to Fang Buwen with a sharp wind. Fang Buwen fled in embarrassment.

Gongsun Qi is a strange man, and he thinks so in his traceless heart.

How could you raise a strange donkey if you weren't a strange person.

Sometimes he even thinks that the old man is better to the donkey than himself.

The donkey can still drink his wine, but he can't. He can only drink it secretly.

He laughs at the thought of stealing wine.

The first time he stole wine, he drank a few mouthfuls. As a result, the world turned upside down and fell asleep.

The old man was angry. His goatee was warped. The bamboo branches in his hands were raised high and fell down mercilessly.

But he didn't feel any pain, not at all.

In the bamboo forest of Yaoxian Valley, an old man, a young man and a donkey are all skinny, like monkeys.

Ten years later, Xiao Wuji was sixteen years old.

He has grown a lot, but he is still as thin as a monkey.

There are monkeys in the medicine fairy valley. There are not only monkeys, but also many.

Traceless likes chasing monkeys. At first, the monkey disappeared before he moved.

Slowly, he can catch up with the monkey's shadow, see the red monkey, and "ha ha" laugh.

Later, he could jump around on bamboo and in the woods, and the monkey was no longer afraid of him. He treated him like a brother and sometimes picked wild fruits for him.

On this day, Gong sunqi looked at Wuji very seriously for the first time.

Suddenly threw a sword. An iron sword, and then read 17 sentences.

"Out of my mouth, into your ears, remember that it's your fate. If you can't remember, it's also your fate. If you reveal a word to others, your legs will be gone. "

Traceless asked: "Fang Buwen, is it someone else?"

Gongsun Qi nodded without hesitation, as if he didn't know Fang at all.

Wuji didn't understand the contents of those 17 sentences, but he had an excellent memory. He remembered every word just once.

Gongsunqi stared at him for a long time and suddenly handed him a big gourd.

Knowing that this was a reward, Wuji took it without hesitation and poured it on his neck. After a few bites, the gourd was robbed.

He saw gongsunqi's beard shaking and squinted into the gourd hole.

"You old man, why are you so stingy! More stingy than monkeys! "

The bamboo branch in his hand lifted up and ran away without trace.

"That's your master. You don't kowtow and say he's a monkey. You should smoke!"

Fang Buwen still sat on the stone and said lazily.

"My master? When did he become my master? The monkey is my master. He takes me to climb bamboo every day. "

Traceless feels that Fang Buwen is talking nonsense.

"He passed on your sword formula. That's his kung fu at the bottom of the box. That's the first-class sword technique in Wulin today!"

Before Fang Buwen finished, a bamboo branch flew into the air with a sharp whistling sound.

"Don't you like to pretend to be dumb? What are you talking about? "

Fang Buwen gently tilted his body. The bamboo branch flew close to his face and nailed into a bamboo, revealing two inches from the other side.

No trace, open mouth and stare.

He looked at Gong sunqi and suddenly a cold sweat came out of his head.

Why is the old monkey so hard? Fortunately, Fang Buwen hid, or he would be dead.

Of course Fang Buwen is not dead. If you die like this, you won't be the first miracle doctor in Wulin.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Traceless looked at the sword in his hand and asked.

Gongsun Qi gave traceless a bamboo branch and then made a gesture of raising his hand.

"Train donkey sword technique. As long as you beat him like a donkey, you can drink!"

Traceless looked at Fang Bu Wen three feet away, and looked at Gong sunqi.

"Donkey training sword? What is this broken sword technique? " No trace sniffs.

He couldn't think of it. The first-class sword in the world is called donkey training sword.

But gongsunqi ignored him and motioned him not to hear.

At such a long distance, it's just a bamboo branch that wants to beat the Chinese side and make him cry like a donkey. Isn't that a fool's dream.

"If you don't exert yourself, you are not allowed to drink for three days, nor are you allowed to steal wine!"

Traceless smile. He always thought he stole wine without being aware of it. As a result, Gongsun Qi, who looked like an old monkey, was actually better than a monkey.

When he's excited, he won't let him drink.

A Yang in the right hand, the bamboo branches flew away like electricity, with a sharp howling.

Fang Buwen didn't move, as if he didn't know someone was going to hit him.

Traceless looked at his hand in surprise, looked up and didn't smell it.

Fang Buwen's right hand held the bamboo branch, which was clamped between his middle fingers and motionless.

"Why am I so strong?" He asked Gong sunqi.

Gongsun Qi turned around and snorted, "is it big? I guess I can strangle an ant. I want to beat fat Fang... "

No trace looked at his thin back and shaking head, and wanted to go up and shine a foot on him.

"Why don't you shout a few times so that I can drink!"

No trace looked at Fang Bu Wen and showed an evil smile in his eyes.

Fang Buwen didn't move, and the bamboo branch in his hand fell to the ground slowly.

It was a fine day.

Traceless sat on a stone outside the bamboo forest and stared at the mouth of the valley.

The bright moon sat quietly beside him and looked into the distance with his eyes.

"Who am I?"

"You are traceless! Brother, what's the matter with you? "

"Traceless? But who are my parents? I haven't seen my parents for sixteen years. Moreover, I suffered extremely cold internal injury as soon as I was born. Why? "

The bright moon said gently, "I don't know who my parents are, but I have a traceless brother. It's also very good!"

Traceless looked at the moon and suddenly smiled softly: "my sister is so beautiful!"

The bright moon flushed her cheeks like drinking.

"Do you want to go out?"

I don't know why, when I said this sentence, I felt a trace of sadness in my heart.

"I want to find out who I am and who my parents are. Why do you leave me in Yaoxian Valley and don't come to see me for 16 years!"

Traceless nodded gently and moved his eyes to the distance.

"And the world is so wonderful, but I don't see anything. How can I die like this?"