Lin Gouzi is ten years old this year. He is very small, with skin as black as coal and missing front teeth. He always likes to grin with his mouth full of leaks.
Usually, when I live with my grandfather who is over 70 years old, I don’t get meat for two meals a day, but I eat rice, so I won’t starve to death at a young age.
"Gouzi" is not a nickname, but his real name.
Because it is easier to make money with a nickname, there are many people of the same age in the town named Genzi, Ah Ji, and Ah Mao. Their lives are as cheap as grass and not worth mentioning.
As one of the young men in the small town, Lin Gouzi's mother has long since passed away. During the famine six years ago, she was desperate and hung herself from the beams of her home.
He was buried on the same day. People eat dirt for a lifetime, and dirt eats people once.
After burying his mother-in-law, he lost one mouth and barely had enough food to eat. After surviving the tragic famine in which many people died, Lin Gouzi's father went out to work to make money after a year of depression.
It has been more than two years now, and Gouzi's father sends money back once a year to be used for daily expenses and to ensure food and clothing.
In the past two years, father and son have never spent more than a month together.
This kid with a mean name like Gouzi, who lives up to the age of ten but has never even eaten meat, experienced something that he is very proud of half a month ago, and he feels happy even in his wildest dreams. things.
His grandfather accompanied him to the city once.
For young people who grew up in the countryside, everything in the city is good. Food, drink, things to use, and things to play are all things you have never seen before. They are colorful and as rare as you want them to be. !
Since he didn't have much money in his pocket and wanted to save some for dinner, he and his grandfather gave the storyteller free admission for two hours under the overpass without paying a single penny.
The storyteller's chapter was titled - "The proud Qiu Lang entered the Immortal Palace with his sword, and half a hundred years of refining his weapons finally came to nothing."
The content tells a story about rivers and lakes that happened about ten years ago.
The protagonist is a young knight who acts recklessly to the point of lawlessness.
The place where it happened was inside a sect called the "Supreme Sword Palace".
After returning to the village, Lin Gouzi, a young boy who was quite smart by nature, was very interested. With his fresh memory of that book, he played a fun role-playing game with more than a dozen children of the same age.
"Hey, Qiu Jin, who sent you here to find me?!"
A fat kid with a chubby face held a wooden branch in his hand. He pointed the branch at the nose of the young Lin Gouzi and shouted loudly. He put on an indignant posture and pretended to be very angry.
"No, no, it's not right for you, Fatty Er."
Lin Gouzi, who was pointed at by Mu Zhi, waved his hand vigorously and frowned, "Have you forgotten your identity? You are the master of the Supreme Sword Palace and a famous big shot in the world. How can you say that?" What about me? I should call myself 'I'!"
The fat kid said "Oh", knowing that he had made a mistake and that his performance was not in line with the characteristics of the character, so he immediately changed his words and said to Lin Gouzi with his face still full of righteousness: "Who sent you to find me behind the scenes? Is there anyone instructing me?"
Lin Gouzi was more satisfied now. He tilted his mouth, smiled, and narrowed his eyes. The young man from the small town tried his best to lower his voice and said in a pretending deep voice: "No one, I, Qiu Jin, will never be under someone else's roof. There is no one in this world." If anyone can send me, I will do it myself.”
"What are you doing here?"
"Challenge you."
"Challenge me... no, no, challenge 'I' for what?"
The fat man holding a wooden branch asked loudly.
"Seize the sword."
After these two words were spoken slowly, Lin Gouzi quickly took off the branch that had been pinned to his waistband, held it tightly in his hand, widened his eyes, and shouted to the fat kid: "I want to take it away from you. sword!"
The fat kid sneered, with a disdainful expression on his face, raised his chin arrogantly, and said with contempt: "Is it just you, a brat who doesn't even have all his teeth?"
"Oops, you made a mistake!"
Lin Gouzi was obviously a little displeased. He quickly pointed his finger and said, "It's because the hair hasn't even grown yet, not that the teeth haven't grown straight yet."
A kid of the same age named "Two Fatty" pouted, "Then why are you being serious? It's pretty much the same anyway..."
"It's almost the same. If you keep talking nonsense like this, I will let someone else play the role of Wang Qinghong!"
Lin Gouzi became more and more dissatisfied with this, "That's what the storyteller said. Even if the hair is not even, you can't miss a word. If it's wrong, it won't be right."
"Okay, I'll just try not to pronounce it wrong. Don't be angry, Gouzi."
Lest Lin Gouzi would not play with his fat child in the future, he was undoubtedly a little panicked at the moment. He returned to the performance state and changed his words: "Is it just you, a brat who hasn't even grown all his hair?"
Lin Gouzi also started the role-playing game again. He raised his neck and answered loudly: "Exactly, if you lose today, the 'Open Heaven Gate' in your hand will belong to me!"
The Erpang glanced at the wooden branch in his hand and said in a low voice: "Hmph, how outrageous! This Kaitianmen is the strongest pig sword in our Supreme Sword Palace in the past fifty years..."
"It's a forged sword, to be fair, it's not a pig's sword."
Lin Gouzi took the trouble to correct him. He wanted to ensure that there were almost no mistakes and that there was no mistake at all.
Otherwise, it will damage the majestic image of his idol and be far from what he expected.
The second fat man said "Oh" and said helplessly: "The strongest forged sword... This sword contains endless true meaning of swordsmanship. It is a peerless thing. Even if I give it to you for free, you won't be able to do it." Can hold it steady!"
"A lot of nonsense, even an old man with a white beard like you can hold it steady, so why should I not be able to hold this sword steady?"
Lin Gouzi said proudly.
"You are presumptuous!"
A skinny kid next to him who was responsible for playing the role of a palace disciple shouted angrily, walked up quickly, raised his voice and scolded: "Are you worthy of being compared with our palace master?"
The fat kid followed what he had said in advance and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wang Chen, my son, don't be like this arrogant person. Let's see how I will take his life soon."
The skinny kid said "yes" and then retreated obediently. He only had these two lines, and they were gone after he said them. It was pitiful.
Next, the fat man put on a pose that he thought was extremely handsome, with his middle door wide open, "Come on!"
Lin Gouzi nodded and said loudly: "Okay, I'm here!"
After saying that, he stepped forward suddenly.
The two children were young and indeed not very big. One was fat and the other was thin. In their hearts, they both fantasized about the unparalleled power of a master of swordsmanship who dominated the martial arts world.
Deeply involved in it, it seems that I have become a human hero with swordsmanship and extraordinary martial arts.
They used the branches in their hands as swords, fought generously, and started a "wonderful" competition on the field.
The two opposing sides are Lin Gouzi and Er Pang.
Just like in the past, Qiu Jin fought against Wang Qinghong.
