there are villains

Let's tell a story about a stupid genius and a smart loser.

The genius comes from a prominent background, has a superior IQ, and is also a rare genius in a hundred years in practice, so he can be said to be the pride of heaven.

However, instead of being arrogant and domineering because of this, he is innocent and innocent, known as the "mortal fairy".

Every time he goes down the mountain, he will always bring back a few injured spirit beasts, and he will not raise them. When they recover from their injuries, he will release them himself.

Wherever you pick it up, put it back.

If it is a seriously injured child, the same is true for geniuses.

This is how waste wood met him.

The genius was only sixteen at that time, and the waste wood was even younger.But it happened that these two teenagers were covered in blood, as if they had just taken a blood bath.

Genius walked up the mountain slowly, step by step, with the unfamiliar waste wood on his back.

What is the ideal of a genius?It's also a bit ridiculous to say, if someone asked him, then he would definitely puff up his chest and proclaim loudly——

"I want to save the common people! I want to be an envoy of justice!"

Is it funny?What's so funny?If it's funny, it's funny.If it wasn't funny, it wasn't funny either.The teenager repeated this thing day after day, and as he grew older, such ideals not only did not disappear, but became heavier.

Is it funny?naive?

No one present was ever amused, either then or later.

Because they firmly believed that the young master, that god-blessed boy, would definitely succeed.

When Fei Chai was recuperating on the mountain, he naturally had the ideal of a genius.It's just that waste wood is different. Although he didn't laugh, he also thought it was impossible, but he was still willing to believe, and unconditionally believed in the boy who was like light who saved him.

Because the good-for-nothing is a guy who rolls and struggles in the dark, useless, and the complete opposite of a genius. When he sees the light, he is like a moth. He can't wait to flap his wings and fly to the flame, even if he knows that the end is death.

One day, the genius was grinding and practicing calligraphy in front of the inkstone.Waste Chai leaned on his crutches and quietly came out of the window, quietly watching his strokes.

After the four words, Genius laughed lightly, put down the brush, and looked back at him with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter, after standing for so long, why don't you come in?"

Immediately, Waste Chai blushed, walked in narrowly leaning on a cane, leaned aside, and respectfully called young master.

The genius smiled and said: "You are only ten years old, right? Just call me by my name. You, what are you pretending to be, this serious appearance really makes people laugh."

Waste chai was stunned for a long time, and after a while, he said in an extremely unnatural voice: "I'm already thirteen..."

When the genius heard the words, he instantly revealed an incredulous expression.After a pause, he took out a new piece of paper and picked up the pen to write on the white paper.

The genius wrote while saying: "If I remember correctly, you once said that the fifth day of the winter month is your birthday?"

Waste chai responded in a low voice with a "hmm".

The genius said again: "Then... do you have an ideal? What is your ideal?"

Fei Chai seemed to not understand his intention, and showed a confused expression for a moment, but soon, Fei Chai lowered his head, hiding the doubt in his eyes.

Waste wood was thinking of words, but suddenly thought of the rumors he heard a few days ago.So without even thinking about it, he replied casually: "Save the world, help others, and follow justice."

Genius was stunned for a moment, and after silently laughing, he picked up the pen and wrote the second word.Immediately, she turned her head to look at him, her eyes were solemn like never before.

"What is justice?" he asked.

However, without waiting for anyone to answer, he replied: "Even if you are alone, you will never waver in your beliefs; even if you have nothing to live on, you will never break your promise! To save the world and help people, no matter good or evil, everyone in the world deserves it." forgive."

At that moment, the sun's light hit the young man's face, shining brightly, like the sun falling into the mortal world, or a certain fairy.The young man's clean eyes met with the muddy eyes of the waste wood, as if he felt the sting of shame, the waste wood looked away, but his heart was shocked.

However, this atmosphere quickly disappeared.

The boy picked up the paper and spread it out.He smiled and said: "It will be your birthday in a few days, right? You will be given a letter by then, but since your parents are gone, let me be your elder brother and send you a letter early. Just call Good luck, how is it?"

On the paper was the handsome word 'Wish An'.At this time, the boy's eyes were like the blue sea and blue sky, and the boy's smile was as moving as a hundred flowers blooming.

"May peace, may peace..." He kept murmuring, reciting his new name softly, and actually laughed softly, tears vying to jump out of his eyes.This was the first and only time he smiled from the heart in the past few days.

To say that such ideals are funny, and indeed they are.Obviously unrealistic, but also a little hope in the dark, a little star on the way home, small, but warm, warm to sour.

He is such a man.Naive and conceited, claiming to be able to save everyone, treating anyone kindly with a pure heart, never knowing what giving up is.

This night in the rainy city, it rained heavily again.

There was no one on the street, and every house and every household had their doors and windows tightly closed. What's more, talismans were pasted up in front of the doors and windows.The lanterns were blown by the strong wind and rolled wildly on the ground, the surroundings were quiet, even the chirping of birds and insects was never heard, and it looked extremely depressed.

But at this time, the man was walking down the street in a daze, with disheveled hair and fierce eyes, like an evil spirit at work.If you get closer, you might be able to hear him whispering something.

"Hehe, hehe...hehehehahahahaha...!!"

at the same time.

The rain was pattering, Zhou Qingyuan held an umbrella in one hand, and led a high-spirited young man with the other.

Zhou Qingyuan didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but just quietly stared at the newly built wordless tablet. After a long while, he handed the umbrella to the young man, then knelt down and kowtowed several times.

Afterwards, they stood up, retrieved the umbrella from the boy, and after placing the bouquet, the two returned the same way.

The boy, that is, the grown-up Yang Fengshu asked strangely: "Master, who is the owner of this stele?"

Zhou Qingyuan took Yang Fengshu's hand, felt the only temperature in the cold night, stared at the dark front, and said slowly: "An old friend of Master."

Yang Fengshu stopped asking.Holding Zhou Qingyuan's hand firmly, the master and apprentice did not fly back with luck, but walked home on foot in the rainy night, stepping on the mud, smelling the smell of muddy water.

Not long ago, Qing Dingjun passed away.To be precise, it disappeared.

Zhou Qingyuan is counting every day, waiting for the arrival of the fateful day, that is, the day when the original Chapter 1, the story officially unfolds.But at this juncture, at midnight, Lord Qing Ding's voice disappeared, and Zhou Qingyuan could no longer feel his presence.

He knew that that person was no longer there.

In fact, there are no signs.Over the past few years, with the passage of time, Qing Dingjun became more and more powerless, his memory began to deteriorate, and his words gradually became less and less, Zhou Qingyuan also had some vague guesses because of this.

It's just that he didn't expect that Tianming would choose to erase his existence at this time.But Zhou Qingyuan also thought it was funny when he thought about it carefully. In fact, it wasn't that he couldn't think of it, but he didn't want to think about it.

There is no need to have two Zhou Qingyuan in this world, one is enough.But he survived, and the other Zhou Qingyuan disappeared.

Maybe he knew it a long time ago, so he accepted this fact from the beginning.

After half a stick of incense, the master and apprentice returned to the front of the house. Zhou Qingyuan pushed open the door and used his spiritual power to drive the little rabbits hiding under the trees to escape from the rain. Don't get wet by rain.After squatting down and feeding with the disciples, they will be carried back to the nest one by one.

Yang Fengshu squatted in front of the rabbit nest, in the corridor, with the main house behind him.He asked, "Master, what kind of person is that person?"

Zhou Qingyuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and memories flooded into his mind like a revolving lantern.Standing in front of Yang Fengshu, leaning on the railing with his hands, looking up at the continuous raindrops, he was a little disappointed, but more grateful.After a while, he turned his head and put his hand on the top of Yang Fengshu's head, touched it, and his eyes softened a little because of this.

Zhou Qingyuan said: "He has helped Master a lot...a lot..."

For some reason, Zhou Qingyuan suddenly produced a jade flute, pulled his apprentice up, and handed the jade flute to him.

"Leave immediately at dawn, and I will take you to find the sword. This flute was given by your master back then, and its name is 'Bu Yang'. You have also learned from your master for a while, so keep this flute carefully. Just in case it's needed."

Yang Fengshu nodded, took the jade flute and pinned it to his waist.He smiled softly and said, "Thank you, Master."

Zhou Qingyuan said: "This trip still needs the help of your two uncles, I will send a letter to them." After finishing speaking, he read a decision, and the light spots turned into flying pigeons and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Yang Fengshu frowned for a moment, but pretended to be calm and said: "Master, why do you need Uncle Feng...they? Can it be just you and me?"

Zhou Qingyuan couldn't help laughing, this little brat refused to even call Bai Shishu, as if he felt disgusted even if it had anything to do with it.

But he pretended not to notice the strangeness of his disciples, and said softly: "Of course it is possible, but the master needs their efforts."

Yang Fengshu stopped talking after listening.He lowered his head, feeling a little aggrieved.

Zhou Qingyuan patted him on the shoulder lightly, flicked his sleeves and opened the door of the main room, and said, "Fang Shu, it's late, go to sleep."

Yang Fengshu yawned cooperatively, approached the room and looked back frequently until the door was closed, with a look of unwillingness.

Zhou Qingyuan couldn't help laughing, and the laughter echoed in the forest.

Something is wrong!He obviously laughed very quietly!

Zhou Qingyuan's face darkened in an instant, and he set up a restraint for his apprentice, and then flew to the courtyard with his skills.

At the same time, the door was also opened.

The person who came was dressed in black and covered his face with a black scarf.Zhou Qingyuan met his eyes, and for a moment his spiritual power could not detect the other party's strength.

At least one class stronger than him!No, maybe more...

Zhou Qingyuan broke out in a cold sweat. In the early stage, his strength was already considered to be the top monk in the entire continent. It can be seen that this person has a lot of background.

However, the other party didn't say much, and he didn't intend to fight. He just dropped a piece of yellow paper, then jumped back and disappeared into the forest.

Zhou Qingyuan was puzzled, but he immediately took the yellow paper. After hastily sweeping it down, he widened his eyes and said incredulously, "A reward... Fengtian Yucheng, out of your heart? The demon cultivator Wang'an who will cause trouble in the future Jun...why did you appear at this time!?"

Zhou Qingyuan didn't doubt that he was there, and immediately returned to the main room, opened the door, and said loudly: "Feng Shu, let's go immediately!"

Yang Fengshu immediately turned over, seeing only the two of them and no one else, he smiled and said, "Yes!"

The author has something to say:

There is a small detail. At the beginning of Chapter 1, it said that it was five years ago, so this jump (the appearance of the master and apprentice) was five years later, so there is no specific explanation, everyone should understand.The juvenile Fengshu finally debuted, the most angelic stage among the three age groups, please cherish the current Fengshu.A lot of foreshadowing was buried in the early stage, and there are a little more characters on the stage. It’s just that the main characters in this chapter will write their stories in detail. Other passers-by A, B, C, and D who don’t have much role in the show can just be read. You don’t need to remember it. Anyway, it will follow later We meet one by one.Well, routinely ask for collection!