Alone and Nameless Chapter 8: The Road is Dangerous
The beam of light soared up into the sky, and the light became colorful, like a dream. Just a glance can make people fall into it, unable to extricate themselves. Everyone in the entire nameless city can see the light that breaks through the sky, but no one is shocked.
Instead, their eyes were full of loneliness. Because they knew that after this day, they might...
"Has it finally begun? The city lord looked at the sky and said with a complicated expression.
When the old beggar from Beicheng saw the beam of light, he put away his usual laziness. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and his temperament changed. He was as sharp and arrogant as a peerless sword unsheathed that had been dusty for a long time.
Shopkeeper Ma of the drug store looked at the light quietly, his eyes revealed helplessness and murmured: "Should I still choose this path?" and then disappeared.
At this moment, people in Wuming City seemed to want to make an agreement. They seemed to be preparing for something. Whether they were children or adults, rich or poor, they were all preparing. The atmosphere in the city gradually became depressing.
The busy street suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
"My child, the road ahead will not be peaceful." Aunt Chen sighed and turned back to the house.
"We should also prepare." Aunt Chen said softly.
"Yes." A voice came from the courtyard and then disappeared.
Mo Chu was completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world and was still immersed in the joy of success.
"Is this a monk?" Mo Chu said with a smile, his heart filled with joy.
At this moment, he felt a steady stream of power pouring into his limbs from his Dantian. His eyes could see more clearly than before, and his mind was more sensitive than before. At this moment, he had truly taken the first step in martial arts.
step.
The joy in his heart gradually dissipated, and he sat cross-legged on the bed again, recalling every sentence in the book. Although he had gathered his energy, he didn't know how to use it. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he jumped out of bed quickly.
Run into the woods and look carefully for this thing.
"It's up to you, then you can practice." He murmured, facing a book as thick as the head of a well.
Then he punched out, but unfortunately the tree was still a tree and his fist was numb.
"No, this shouldn't be the case. Could it be that my method is wrong?" Mo Chu thought in his mind. Then he looked at the position of his Dantian and then at his hands.
After saying this, he slowly mobilized the spiritual power in his qi dantian to flow into his fist, and then punched the tree again.
This time the tree was finally shaken, but unfortunately, it was not broken.
After that, he kept trying, and gradually, no matter whether it was a tree or a stone, he could smash it to pieces with one punch.
"Feel
It's not enough." He murmured to himself.
As he spoke, he looked at the branch at his feet. He picked it up and played with it in his hands. He tried to inject spiritual power into the branch, then walked to a big stone and chopped it off with all his strength.
"It works."
I saw a crack on the stone. Although it was very shallow, it proved that his idea was correct. After that, he kept trying and improving. The traces left on the stone became more and more dense.
Finally it fell apart.
At this moment, he was sweating profusely, his body felt like his essence and blood had been drained, and his limbs were limp and weak.
"It's time to go back."
In the next few days, he kept trying and making corrections. Finally one day, all the rocks in the mountain could not withstand his strength. Mo Chu looked at the branches in his hands and made a decision in his heart.
Time passed by, and the day when Mo Chu left was getting closer and closer. Somehow, Mo Chu had a feeling that he might never be able to return to this place after leaving this time. He silently watched everything around him, and there was something in his heart.
Feeling sad, he looked at the place where he grew up, and fragments of his past life flashed through his mind one after another. I don't know when he had already burst into tears. Maybe parting has never been so sentimental.
The next day he came to his grandfather's grave and looked at the small mound in front of him quietly. He suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't say a word because he didn't dare to say it because he was afraid that he would not want to leave after saying it.
, so he sat in front of the grave for an unknown amount of time. The sun gradually set in the afternoon, and the moon hung high in the sky. Mo Chu might have been too tired, so he fell asleep quietly, with a look on his face.
smile.
"He's leaving soon, aren't you going to tell him?" I don't know when two black figures appeared next to them, one of them said, his voice sounded a little hoarse.
"I won't say it anymore. After he left, there must be something missing in my heart." Another dark figure said, his voice a little old.
Soon, the sounds in the mountains died down, and the world returned to silence.
Speechless all night.
"Grandpa, my grandson is leaving soon." After saying that, he kowtowed heavily on the ground a few times, turned around and left, walking so firmly but also lonely.
"Aunt Chen, I'm leaving. I'll leave my grandfather's room to you. Please help me clean it up if I have nothing to do. Please, Mo Chu can't thank you enough." After saying that, he knelt down.
.
"Child, what are you doing? I promise you, get up quickly." Aunt Chen quickly helped Mo Chu up.
"My child, things are different outside than here. You have to be more careful and be wary of people you meet. Don't suffer a loss outside." Chen
The aunt said with concern.
"When are you leaving? Why don't you stay for a meal tonight? Auntie will prepare delicious food for you." Auntie Chen said.
I'm leaving early tomorrow morning and won't have to eat. I want to go back early to clean up. I don't know when or if I can come back after leaving this time.
"You can come back, you can come back." Aunt Chen said, feeling a little unsure.
Seeing that Aunt Chen was a little weird, Mo Chu asked, "Auntie, what's wrong with you? Why do you speak so weakly?"
"It's nothing. Auntie is fine. I just know that you are leaving and I feel a little sad. I have watched you grow up since I was a child, and now that you are gone suddenly, I feel empty in my heart." Auntie explained.
When Mo Chu heard what the aunt said, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay, aunt, I'll leave first. You take good care of yourself. Goodbye, aunt." Mo Chu said, but felt a little sad in his heart.
Looking at Mo Chu's retreating figure, Aunt Chen said softly: "We are waiting for you."
After that, Aunt Chen disappeared from the house.
Mo Chu returned home with mixed feelings. Looking at the yard where he had lived for more than ten years, he suddenly felt reluctant to leave. But this time he had to leave. His parents were still waiting for him, and his grandfather was still waiting for him. He couldn't stop.
At this moment, his eyes were firmer than ever.
Perhaps the saddest moment is not parting but not knowing when to return.
He thought about it for a long time that night. He was a little afraid. He was afraid that he couldn't save his grandfather, his parents, and everyone. He was even afraid that he couldn't even save himself. At this moment, he felt a little lost.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Mo Chu left early. There was no one on the street. Maybe every household was still dreaming.
When he walked to the huge city gate, he looked back at everything in the city. He wanted to engrave it all in his mind. This would be the motivation for him to persevere.
Years later, when he thinks of everything in the city, a smile will appear on his face.
Then he strode out of the city gate and never looked back.
"Just left like this, alas." came a voice.
Two people appeared on the city wall, one was the city lord and the other was Aunt Chen.
"This child is stubborn, but it's better to be a little stubborn so as not to be eroded by the world." Aunt Chen said sadly.
What Mo Chu didn't know was that after he left, the nameless city slowly disappeared into the wilderness, as if it had never appeared before.