I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

That day, the spring was bright and beautiful.

Zhao Yunfei and a few friends went out to climb mountains and returned home happily.

While walking on the way back to the city, a person suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, there seems to be a person lying under that tree, and there is blood. It's such a big pool of blood."

Zhao Yunfei has a lively and active personality, and he boasts that he is the only one among the few who knows martial arts, so even though his martial arts is the lowest in his family, he does not hesitate to go in the direction pointed out by his friends.

"You guys wait here, I'll go take a look."

When he walked in, he found that his friend was right. There was a man covered in blood lying under an old tree, with his head hanging down and not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Because his biological father is the famous "Yunxiao Sword" in the world, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, Zhao Yunfei was not afraid when he saw this scene.

He stretched out his fingers to explore the other person's nose and found that the person was no longer breathing.

The person was dead, and probably not long ago.

Zhao Yunfei retracted his hand, and after careful observation, he found that the man was probably in his forties, with black hair, but two white eyebrows.

However, because he was more interested in reading since childhood, Zhao Yunfei didn’t know much about the characters in the world.

Every time his family told him, he would cover his ears and say, "I won't listen, I won't listen." When pressed, he would jump out of the window and run away. So he didn't know this person, but he was seen dead with blood all over his body. Here, and there is a broken knife next to him, he must be someone from the world.

What caught Zhao Yunfei's attention even more was that although he was dead, his hand was still on his chest, and his blood-stained chest was faintly bulging upwards, as if there was something hidden inside.

Because he was sure it was a man, Zhao Yunfei reached out curiously and took out the thing hidden on his chest. After opening the outer layer of oilcloth, he discovered that it was a piece of skin as big as three palms.

It has mountains, rivers, houses and other lines of unknown purpose drawn on it, and it looks like it should be a map. In the center of the map, a sword, a book, and two ingots are drawn.

Zhao Yunfei raised the map, looked up and down, left and right, and murmured to himself, "...So if you search according to this map, you can find a sword, a book, and maybe some gold and silver jewelry?"

Because of his wealthy family, Zhao Yunfei has never lacked money since he was a child.

Moreover, his father and brother are both masters of swordsmanship.

So Zhao Yunfei didn't care about the treasure map and took it out directly to pass it around to several friends. And his friends are all scholars, who are bent on gaining fame and fame, and they feel that "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade". Therefore, after taking a closer look, they found that this treasure picture was not from the local area. It would take a lot of time and effort to search for it, and they might not be able to find it, so they were no longer interested.

So a few people dug a hole, buried the dead man, and then all went into the city to go home.

As for the treasure map, it was because Zhao Yunfei discovered it and he also put a lot of effort into burying the dead person. So everyone agreed to give him the treasure map. The few of them laughed and agreed that if Zhao Yunfei found the treasure in the future and found that there were classics and historical texts in it, each of them would have to make a copy.

Of course, Zhao Yunfei patted his chest and agreed.

After arriving home, Zhao Yunfei originally wanted to tell his father, the 'Yunxiao Sword' Zhao Ya, about today's events, and took out the treasure map to show his father.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the door, I was stabbed with a sharp sword!

"You bastard, how dare you come back!"

Zhao Yunfei was shocked, and without thinking, he lowered his waist and rolled to the ground, avoiding Zhao Ya's attack. At the same time, he shouted in grievance.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Zhao Ya snorted coldly, "Huh, let's see!"

While teaching his son a lesson, he also scolded: "Little bastard, where have you been today?"

"I clearly told you yesterday that you should practice the 'Yunxiao Sword Technique' a hundred times today. How many times have you practiced it? You disappeared early in the morning and turned a deaf ear to my words. Do you still care about me? "

Zhao Yunfei had accumulated a wealth of experience in being beaten since he was a child. Although his martial arts was at the bottom of the family except for his eight-year-old sister because of laziness, he was good at light kung fu, so he jumped up instantly and dodged another stab. The tip of the sword, and then he moved around and kept defending, "Dad, I went to climb with my classmates."

"And I want to study and take the imperial examination, I don't want to practice martial arts!"

Zhao Ya became even more angry, "That's nonsense!"

"Our whole family is from the martial arts world. We rely on the kung fu of our feet and the sword in our hands to travel in the martial arts world. Why are you going to read 'Zhi Hu Zhe Ye'? We are also taking the imperial examination. If you take the martial arts exam, it's almost the same."

"You little brat..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ya's sword moves changed!

The sword danced faster and faster, changing its moves dozens of times in a breath. The sword that struck at the end was like a flash of silver light, shining like lightning, and faintly seemed to trigger wind and thunder, with a roaring sound.

——The first form of Yunxiao Sword Technique.

Capture the tiger into the sea!

Seeing that his father had used his special skills and no longer had a small fight like before, Zhao Yunfei's expression changed drastically, he suddenly jumped back, and then was swept by the sword wind as expected, "Ouch" Fall to the ground.

Late at night, Zhaofu Ancestral Hall.

Zhao Yunfei gently rubbed his numb feet while muttering in a low voice, "Dad is such a stubborn old man!"

"What age are we in, yet we still look down on scholars. Only by studying can you gain fame, and only by studying can you become an official. If I become a high official, then I will ask ten 'Cloud Swords' and eight 'Thunder Swords' to protect me. Why do I need to practice martial arts so hard?”

"Really..."

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the door!

Zhao Yunfei instantly knelt straight, not daring to make any small movements. He opened his mouth and smoothly recited the mental method of the Yunxiao Sword Jue passed down from his family: "Sit in meditation with your eyes closed, hold your hands firmly and meditate; knock your teeth thirty-six, Holding Kunlun in both hands*..."

Then he heard a familiar chuckle, "Okay, no need to pretend, dad has gone to bed now and won't come over."

Zhao Yunfei turned around instantly and shouted in surprise: "Brother!"

"Brother, I'm starving to death. Did you bring me something to eat? I want to eat roast goose. If there is no roast goose, the roast duck is also very good. It would be best if I could have pancakes made by Lao Wang himself!"

'Ben Lei Sword' Zhao Yunlei squatted down, looked at his little brother who had been incorrigible since childhood, and said: "I don't have the roast goose or duck you want. Dad is very angry this time and won't allow Lao Wang to prepare food for you. It's just mother and child." My sister’s pleas for help were of no use, my father kept an eye on the leftovers and fed them to the cats and dogs.”

Zhao Yunfei let out a disappointed "Ah", "Then I'm going to be hungry?"

Seeing his disappointed expression, Zhao Yunlei laughed out loud, then took out a basket from behind, "There is only a bowl of noodles made by your sister-in-law. Do you want it?"

Zhao Yunfei's eyes lit up, "I want it, I want it, thank you sister-in-law, thank you brother!"

He ate the bowl of noodles so much that not even a bit of soup was left. Finally, Zhao Yunfei burped and said: "Brother, it's great that you married your sister-in-law. I used to be punished by my father to kneel down in the ancestral hall, and I was often full. I’m so hungry, I’ve never had such delicious noodles.”

"By the way, brother, when will my little nephew and niece be born?"

When mentioning his wife and unborn child, Zhao Yunlei, who has always been cold and stoic, said with a soft face, "The doctor said it will take another two months."

Then after a pause, he continued: "Yunfei, don't be naughty. In fact, your talent is much better than mine. If you concentrate on practicing martial arts, you will achieve great achievements. Dad loves you deeply and blames you deeply."

Hearing this cliché, Zhao Yunfei immediately covered his ears.

"I won't listen. I won't listen."

"Oh, I'm full, I'm going to bed."

Zhao Yunlei laughed.

After eating the dinner brought by his brother, Zhao Yunfei knew that his father had fallen asleep, so he slept on the floor of the ancestral hall with peace of mind. But within two hours he opened his eyes again and knelt back to his original position skillfully.

Then recite aloud: "Sit with your eyes closed and meditate, hold your hands firmly and meditate..."

Not long after, footsteps sounded again.

This time, Zhao Yunfei did not turn around and continued to recite the Yunxiao Sword Technique, "Knock your teeth for thirty-six, hold Kunlun with both hands..."

Then, Zhao Ya, who had taught his son a lesson yesterday, walked in, but he did not come alone. Behind him was a beautiful middle-aged woman, who was Zhao Yunfei's mother, "Thunderbolt Whip" Liu Yun.

Zhao Ya first respectfully offered a stick of incense to his ancestors, and then turned to look at his son.

"Okay, get up."

"Do you know you're wrong?"

Zhao Yunfei stood up and replied skillfully: "I know I was wrong, Dad, I will definitely practice martial arts well in the future."

Zhao Ya hummed and was about to say more, but Liu Yun, who was waiting next to him, interrupted him impatiently, "Okay, Yun Fei said he knew he was wrong, so just say less. Yun Fei, you're worried." Are you hungry? Mom asked Lao Wang to make your favorite roast goose and pancakes. Go wash your face and eat, and ignore your stubborn father. "

Zhao Yunfei immediately came over and replied cheerfully, "Thank you, mother!"

"My favorite thing is to eat the roast goose and pancakes made by Lao Wang, with cucumbers and spring onions. I wouldn't change them for any god. You are truly the best, best, best mother in the world!"

"The best in the world!"

Liu Yun was coaxed to smile, "You are the only one with a sweet mouth."

Zhao Ya from behind looked at his youngest son holding his mother's arm and walking out of the ancestral hall gate, shook his head and followed.

After dinner, Zhao Yunfei was driven back to catch up on his sleep by Liu Yun.

When he returned to the room, the boy Ruyi had already prepared the water for bathing. Zhao Yunfei waved the boy away, then yawned and began to take off his clothes. But he forgot one thing, that is, the treasure map he got from the dead man yesterday was still on his body, so before he finished taking off his clothes, the treasure map fell to the ground.

"This is……"

Zhao Yunfei bent down and picked it up, "By the way, it's the treasure map."

He scratched his head and said, "I originally wanted to take it back and show it to my parents, but I'd better forget it now and wait a few days to prevent my father from getting angry and beating me up again."

Then he saw a little blood stained on the treasure map, thinking that this was unlucky, so he used his hand to draw some water out of the tub and prepared to wash the treasure map clean. Anyway, this thing feels almost like leather, probably cowhide or sheepskin, and it won't be damaged by washing.

But as he was washing, he let out a sigh.

Because when the empty corners of the treasure map were stained with water, writing actually appeared!

Such a strange thing immediately attracted Zhao Yunfei's attention.

He simply stopped taking a shower. After cleaning the blood on the treasure map, he unfolded the entire map and placed it in the tub. Sure enough, after they were all immersed in water, more lines were revealed. They either overlap with the original lines, or take another route, and finally form a new picture!

In the new map, the original dead end road forked, the original forked road became curved and straight, and the sword, a book and two ingots originally in the center of the map also moved their positions.

Instead there was a skull!

In other words, the correct route is revealed after being soaked in water. If you just follow the original route to search, you will only find a trap and your life will be in danger.

This picture is very interesting.

Zhao Yunfei sighed.

Because he thought the treasure map was very interesting, and he himself was also interested in the moving treasure, and wanted to know what secrets were hidden there, and that they needed to be protected so carefully. So in the following days, Zhao Yunfei carried the treasure map with him and took it out to study from time to time.

Of course, he did his research when no one was around.

Because Zhao Yunfei was obsessed with studying the treasure map, he didn't even leave his house, so he didn't know that one of the scholars who went hiking together that day had recently died. At the same time, he didn't notice that the family's chef, Lao Wang, accidentally broke his leg while walking and took three months' leave to go home to recuperate. The new chef often hid in the house and was unwilling to meet people.

Half a month after getting the treasure map.

Zhao Yunfei was too late to study the treasure map the night before, so he dozed off during martial arts practice the next day, so he was punished by the furious "Yunxiao Sword" Zhao Ya to kneel in the ancestral hall and was not allowed to eat.

Everyone in the Zhao family was not surprised by this situation.

The same is true for Zhao Yunfei.

He knelt down on the futon skillfully and recited "Sit with your eyes closed and meditate, hold your hands firmly and meditate; knock your teeth for thirty-six, hold Kunlun with both hands...", but in his heart he was thinking about what he had been doing for the past half month. His research was still fruitful. If he read correctly, he should have seen a certain mountain in the treasure map.

Because it looks familiar.

But which one is it?

When I was seven years old, my father took me to Shaolin Songshan Mountain?

Or was it Wudang Mountain, where the martial arts conference was held when I was twelve years old?

Or is it the Miaoyin Mountain where the Niangmen sect is located, which my family must visit every three to five years?

Zhao Yunfei thought carefully and found that these mountains seemed to be different, but at the same time he was very sure that he must have seen that mountain before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

As he thought about it, his stomach growled.

Zhao Yunfei gave up thinking in an instant, holding his stomach and said: "Forget it, give the treasure map to dad tomorrow and let him and mother see which mountain it is. Maybe brother should know, after all, he is in Jianghu He’s also known as the ‘Thunder Sword’, and he must have seen more mountains than me.”

"By the way, why haven't you come to bring me food?"

He stood up, walked to the door of the ancestral hall and poked his head through the crack in the door, wondering: "There seems to be some noise outside. Could it be that my sister-in-law is about to give birth? It shouldn't be. Last time, she said she would give birth in two months."

"What's going on outside?"

Zhao Yunfei carefully identified, "Scream? Ping ping ping pong? Cang?"

"It seems..."

"Sounds of fighting!"

After realizing that the noise outside was the sound of fighting, Zhao Yunfei's pupils shrank suddenly and his whole person became serious. You can't go wrong. Born in a martial arts family, both parents, siblings, and even oneself are all good at martial arts.

So he heard it right, it was the sound of fighting!

Why are there sounds of fighting at home?

His father is the famous ‘Yunxiao Sword’!

After realizing that there was a fight at home, Zhao Yunfei's mind went blank.

Then not long after, he suddenly woke up, quickly opened the door of the ancestral hall, and then stumbled towards the outside. In his hurry, he even forgot that he knew martial arts.

"Dad...Mom..."

"Big brother, little sister, sister-in-law——"

The Zhao Mansion's ancestral hall is in a very remote corner, and no one lives around it. Therefore, no one heard Zhao Yunfei's anxious voice. On the contrary, as he ran forward, the sounds that could be heard vaguely just now became clearer and clearer. There was indeed a thief in their house, and they were fighting now!

Accompanied by the sound of weapons clashing, there were screams, confusion, doubts, and anger.

"Who are you?"

"This is Yunxiao Sword Zhao Mansion!"

"Who..."

"ah--"

"Come here, the enemy is attacking——"

"Help, help -"

Zhao Yunfei didn't pay attention to the people's shouts. He ran forward quickly, and then came to the first destination, the residence of his brother "Ben Lei Jian" Zhao Yunlei and his sister-in-law.

But it's quiet here, and the courtyard door is wide open.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yunfei's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

He turned his head, slowly, and saw a terrifying scene that he would never forget in his life!

The courtyard was in a mess, with blood stains everywhere. His brother was wearing the same clothes he had seen today, kneeling on the open ground, holding someone in his arms. Judging from the robe, it should be the sister-in-law who would get up in the middle of the night to cook noodles for him. What was even more difficult for him to accept was that his brother's 'Thunder Sword' pierced his back and penetrated the two of them!

Zhao Yunfei's tears fell instantly.

"elder brother--!!!"