Midnight.

The night was dark, and the land was shrouded in darkness.

The frosty moonlight sprinkled on a dilapidated courtyard house, and the lights were already extinguished in the whole village, but the lights were turned off in one household, and a dim light was transmitted from between the papier-mâché windows.

The croaking of frogs in the distance and the chirping of insects in the distance further accentuated the sluggishness of the atmosphere in the room. At this time, the room was full of people, and an old man in his sixties sat at the top of the room, his face sinking like water. Beside him sat an old woman with an angry look on her face.

There were also ten people sitting on either side, divided into three groups, which looked like three families. And in the center of the room knelt a half-grown boy of about ten years old, with a high and swollen cheek, and a palm print clearly printed on it, which looked like a swollen face.

"Luo Qing, today your grandfather abolished your arm, can you be convinced?" The old man sitting at the top shouted in a deep voice.

"Daddy!"

A man in his early thirties sitting in the room knelt on the ground with a "plop", and a woman next to him pulled a boy about seven years old who was standing next to him to kneel on the ground.

"Dad, just spare Qing'er!"

A man in his early thirties knelt on the ground and pleaded. The woman who was kneeling on the ground wept bitterly. It stands to reason that the adults are crying like this, and the boy, who is only about seven years old, should have been scared to cry a long time ago, but the strange thing is that the boy's expression is not afraid, but there is anger in his eyes.

"Is this antiquity? Just because he peeked at the Luo family's marksmanship, he was going to be abolished? ”

Luo family!

Yes, this is the famous descendant of Luo Yi in the Sui and Tang dynasties, but at this time it has reached the Ming Dynasty. The Luo family has long since declined, and it has long been away from officialdom and farming for a living. It's just that this Luo family gun has been passed down from generation to generation. That old man is Luo Heng, a descendant of the Luo family.

The Luo family gun is not only passed on to the son but not to the daughter, but the last trick of returning the horse pistol is only passed on to the eldest son and eldest grandson.

At this time, a man of nearly forty years old sitting on the side, with wide shoulders and thin waist, and a powerful appearance, was Luo Ye, the son of the Luo family. Beside him sat a middle-aged woman, and behind them stood two children, a boy and a girl, the boy was about eleven or twelve years old, and the girl was only about nine years old. That boy was Luo Ye's son Luo Sheng.

Tonight, Luo Heng was about to pass the last type of horse pistol to his eldest grandson Luo Sheng, but he didn't expect that Luo Qing, who was obsessed with martial arts, secretly hid in the toilet to watch, and when Luo Heng found out, he wanted to abolish his arm, so that even if he learned the last shot, he couldn't use it.

At this time, the seven-year-old child kneeling on the ground was Luo Qing's younger brother Luo Xin, but at this time Luo Xin was no longer Bi Luo Xin. He was originally a deputy director of the 21st Century National Institute of Ancient Literature, and people in their thirties were obsessed with two things all their lives, one was the study of history and ancient literature, and the other was the practice of martial arts. His mother's surname is Guan, and it is said that she is a descendant of Guan Yu, and his uncle practiced the Guan knife well and taught him the Guan knife.

One day, he was practicing the Guan knife in the park, and a lightning bolt slashed in the sky, and he came to the Ming Dynasty and possessed this person named Luo Xin.

It is said that Luo Xin fell from the bridge into the river, and he absurdly traveled through time and space to possess the young man. He originally liked to study history, and he came to the Ming Dynasty, and he was very excited instead of fear. In another world, he also has a younger brother, but he is not worried that his parents will have no one to take care of, and because he is obsessed with research, people in their thirties are not married, but they have less to worry about.

But the excitement in his heart was completely ruined by what happened tonight, which made him realize the horror of feudalism. Just because he peeked at the last move of the Luo family's gun, he was about to be abolished.

"Second brother, you have no rules!" Luo Ye's face sank and said, "Qing'er has violated the house rules, and she will be punished." ”

"Just look at it!" At this time, a man in his twenties who was sitting next to him in a Confucian shirt said lightly: "Big brother, you have learned all the Luo family guns, aren't you also cultivating land?" I don't see you taking a half-official position. ”

The man who spoke was the third child of the Luo family, named Luo Zhi. Since childhood, I don't like to practice martial arts, but I like to learn literature. Now that he is a Xiucai, the Ming Dynasty is the world of literati, and after Luo Zhi was admitted to Xiucai, he looked down on the vulgar martial artists more and more.

"You ......" Luo Ye's face turned red.

Luo Zhi waved his hand lightly and said, "What if the eldest brother gets an official and a half-position?" There is no dignity in front of those civil officials. ”

"Shut up!"

Luo Heng snorted coldly, glared at his third son, but did not reprimand him again. As Luo Zhi said, today's Ming Dynasty is the royal family and scholars to rule the world, and the status of the literati has reached an unprecedented height. Therefore, even Luo Heng, who is a father, has more respect for his youngest son Luo Zhi.

For his father's painless scolding, Luo Zhi didn't do it at all, pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. What he said just now was not to intercede with Luo Qing, in his eyes, Luo Qing was also a vulgar martial artist. At a young age, he practiced martial arts like an idiot, and when he grew up, he didn't have any interest, and if he was abolished, he just couldn't see that his eldest brother always put on the appearance of an eldest son, and choked him twice.

Luo Xin took a deep breath, thinking back to the bits and pieces that had happened after the crossing in the past few days, although he had not fully accepted his parents in this life in his heart until now, but his parents still felt the love for him in this life, his age was already young, he had just turned seven years old, and it was the winter sunset, and his body suddenly went down. In the past few days, his parents have taken care of him almost unclothed, and even his brother Luo Qing, who is only three years older than him, also knows that he went to the river to smash an ice hole with a stone and used a basket to stew tiger fish soup for him. The long-term study of history and ancient texts has given him a character that is very close to that of the ancients, and the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, not to mention that this is his parents and brother in this life?

"Grandpa!" Luo Xin's immature voice sounded in the silent room, making everyone stunned. But Luo Xin didn't give everyone time to react, and said quickly:

"Grandpa also said just now, before you taught your cousin marksmanship, your brother was discovered by you. In this way, my brother didn't learn the Luo family's gun, so why did grandpa have to abolish my brother's arm? ”

"yes!" At this time, Luo Xin's cheap father Luo Ping also reacted: "Dad, Qing'er didn't learn marksmanship secretly, so you can spare Qing'er!" ”

"Daddy, just spare Qing'er!" Roche on the side also begged and kowtowed.

"Alas......" Luo Heng sighed and said in a deep voice: "Although Qing'er didn't learn it secretly, he did break the house rules. Just in case he steals school in the future, second, don't blame your father. This family can't keep you, there is still a house in the east of the village, and I will give you three acres of paddy fields, so be it. ”

"Thank you, Daddy!"

"This is a separation?"

Of course, Luo Xin understood what this meant, but Luo Qing didn't know if he didn't care about this, or he was beaten stupid, and knelt there in a daze without reacting.

Luo Xin's heart suddenly and inexplicably surfaced a question at this moment, how to go in the future? His eyes glanced back and forth between the uncle and the uncle.

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