"What about my grandpa?"

Mo Ran couldn't help but ask, the former Lord was the granddaughter of Mo Siye, and he should know the best of his grandfather, but the matter about her grandfather has been passed down, and in the impression of the former Lord, he seemed to be just an ordinary and kind old man, and the former Lord didn't know anything about him when he was young.

"Haha, the fourth brother is really tight-lipped..." Master Mo San suddenly smiled, his vicissitudes of life turned out the window. At that moment, Mo Ran vaguely captured the loneliness that flashed away on his body. "The fourth brother fought side by side with me. He could make the beasts obey his orders. In the jungle, he is the king and the most outstanding hunter."

With a simple and intuitive evaluation, the ordinary Siye Mo became a legend in his mouth. Mo Ran was also surprised. Can ordinary hunters reach the point of commanding the beasts? If this is true, then Mo Xiujie, Mo Fei, and even Mo Jiabao, seem to have a reason for their stubbornness towards the hunter profession.

"Grandpa is very powerful." Mo Ran commented in a pertinent manner. This ability is against the will of heaven wherever he put it.

"Haha, are there anything you want to know?" Master Mo San smiled and looked at Mo Ran, looking like he had to answer questions and could not miss the opportunity.

Mo Ran stared at Yunbu for a while, and suddenly asked, "Three Grandpa, have these grandpas all passed away? I really can't imagine that their legend was buried like this."

She asked casually, showing the innocence that a girl should have, but Master Mo San looked at Yunbu and was silent for a while and said, "No, not everyone's death. Lao Ba and Eleven went south and have not returned yet. I also hope they are still alive."

Sure enough, the names of Mr. Mo Ba and Mo Shiyi above Yunbu are empty.

After a while of silence, Mo Ran still asked the strong question, "Grandpa Third, you worked hard to fight the country, why did you let go in the end?"

I believe this is difficult for anyone? Who would be willing to leave the army and return to the land at the top of power? Just retire and retire. Even the traces of the past in the world are completely wiped out. Don’t have fame, fortune, status, or reputation in history. It’s really puzzling!

This time, Mr. Mo San was silent for a longer time, staring out the window for a long time. Mo Ran had to doubt whether he had heard her words. He carefully folded the clouds. Mo Ran vaguely knew that she had asked what she shouldn't have asked. This seemed to involve the hidden pain in Mr. Mo San's heart, and his breath was obviously much deeper.

Mo Ran didn't plan to ask questions anymore. She wouldn't be so arrogant that people wouldn't be willing to recall because of her curiosity.

He picked up Zhang Yunbu and was about to go out, but was stopped by Master Mo San.

"Mo Ran." Master Mo San's eyes seemed particularly deep, "It is important to know that the wood is outstanding in the forest, and the wind will destroy it."

...

Mo Ran went back after lunch at Mr. Mo San’s house. The conversation between the old and the young was like telling a story, and it was revealed lightly, but Mo Ran was still thinking about the last words of Mr. Mo San’s in his mind until he was sitting at home.

When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

What does it mean? Is there so many talents in Mojia Village that have made anyone afraid of it? Has anyone forced them to do this? But if this is the case, will Mr. Mo San stay in the capital? Did Mr. Mo Shiyi not come back?

Could it be that it is just because Mr. Mo San married into the Zhang family and almost became a member of the Zhang family, and Mr. Mo Ba and Mo Shiyi disappeared, which posed no threat?

After thinking a lot, Mo Ran found that Mr. Mo San's words were too deep, and she didn't know all about what happened back then, so it would be useless to think so much. But Mr. Mo San's expression was so serious that he seemed to be mentioning her.

Mo Ran secretly remembered it in his heart.

...

After the first lunar month, Mo Ran's life was on the right track. He practiced Mo Jiabao and practiced his own kung fu. He couldn't get back the deep internal strength of his previous life for a while, but according to the conditioning plan she formulated, her physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds and can practice hard skills.

When I was free, I went to read the books left by Crazy Laojiu for her. Many times I tried to awaken the martial arts hidden in a corner of her mind, but without exception, I failed.

After the beginning of spring, Mo Ran took Mo Jiabao into the mountain more frequently. Spring is when everything is sprouting, and there are many treasures in the mountain. Now Mo Ran's body will no longer drag her down. Her accurate judgment and sharp archery skills allow them to return triumphantly every time.

Mo Jiabao made rapid progress and his physical fitness was very good. Mo Ran taught him a set of boxing techniques, and his increasingly proficient footwork, he could now easily climb up to the roof. When he first went up, Mo Jiabao was stunned and stood on the eaves in a daze.

As a result, Mo Ran screamed and fell down inadvertently. He fell from a place four or five meters high, but there were only a little irrelevant scratches. The happy Mo Jiabao almost danced and said that he wanted to become a martial arts master and could fly over the eaves and walk around the walls!

Mo Ran smiled and told him that he could indeed become a martial arts master, but now he is just starting out. Being able to jump on the roof is not considered flying eaves and walls, and monkeys can do it. In this way, a basin of cold water extinguished Mo Jiabao's enthusiasm.

However, Mo Ran immediately told him a set of internal skills. If Mo Jiabao can be refined, it would be his own fortune.

Mo Jiabao was so shocked that he never thought that Mo Ran would give him such an important thing! He was going to become a disciple at the moment! But Mo Ran stopped him.

In the Great Qi Dynasty, internal skills and mental methods were never randomly passed on. Mo Ran knew better than Mo Jiabao, but now he was no longer in Da Qi, nor was there any famous Mojiazhuang in the world. What's the use of guarding these dead objects? If Mo Jiabao could pass on it, Mo Ran would feel a little relieved.

"You should not be eager to achieve success in your practice. You start too late, but fortunately, your mind is stable and most of the time will not go wrong. As long as you practice diligently, with your qualifications, you may be able to achieve a small success within ten years.

But internal strength is a strange thing in this world, and it is easy to be coveted by others. You are too honest and easy to trust others. So now I only let you swear in front of me and never reveal this matter to others."

Mo Ran gave a serious order. At this time, she and Mo Jiabao stood face to face in the backyard. The reason why the topic was so heavy was that Mo Jiabao would soon leave Mojia Village and go to his brother-in-law who was in the capital as agreed with his parents.

"I swear! I will never reveal this to others! If I violate this oath, I will definitely make the sky hit the five thunders, and I will never be a hunter in my life!"

Mo Jiabao swore with a serious expression. In his opinion, not being a hunter is the most terrible punishment. For a long time, he has developed the habit of doing whatever Mo Ran said. He seemed to think that everything Mo Ran said was right, and this time was no exception.

Mo Ran smiled and his tone calmed down a little, "Okay, leaving Mojia Village this time is not a bad thing for you. You don't have to stay in the forest to be a hunter. The outside world is so big, and you need to learn a lot, don't always think about resisting."

Mo Jiabao was indeed very resistant. He didn't want to leave Mojia Village. But after Mo Ran said this, he felt a little enlightened. Maybe he could use this journey as a training session! He nodded fiercely.

Mo Ran took out two more books and handed them to Mo Jiabao. When Mo Jiabao opened them, he saw that there was a little man drawn by a ballpoint pen. This was Mo Ran's hand-painted palm technique! The other book was a sword score!

"You can practice these two books when your internal strength is slightly effective. You can study them yourself first. If there is something you don't know, I will teach you when you meet again."

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My old article Ziji Tianxia was also a puncture at the beginning. I knew better than anyone else about the hardships and tortures of writing puncture. There was a strong contrast between hard work and harvest. Two years was like a punishment, and it was like I was slowly cutting it with one knife and one knife. It was like I had all my efforts to organize a table of Chinese and Chinese banquets, but no one even cared about it. I wanted to continue with the continuous self-denial and doubt. When I wrote Ziji, I was still full of brute force and passion, but now, I was all left to fear, so that the crocodile would not

If you stop touching the power grid, it will be like a frightened bird, let alone a human being. I know that I want to follow the old path of Ziji, but I still have to go. I am not brave at all, but I just have a little persistence. Writing a book is the path I chose myself. I want to use my strength to prove that I chose the right one. I have to finish writing the article I wrote while crying. This sentence is extremely appropriate. The article is over, and I hope everyone’s attention will return to the demon ban. Giving me a simple creative environment is the greatest support for me.
Chapter completed!