The boy shrunk back and wrapped his torn cotton jacket a little tighter.

The cold in the mountains in the early morning was blowing, and the cloth jacket on his body did not bring any warmth to the boy.

But he had to go into the mountains early in the morning, and there was no food left at home......

He took a piece of dry food from his bosom, which was a little hard, then crouched down and dipped it in the stream, then swallowed it with difficulty.

His head was a little itchy, he scratched it, he felt the clump of hair, he wet his hands and rubbed it, which was much more pleasing to the eye.

This creek is the point of entry into the mountain, the water quality is very good, Lu Chen will drink water here to freshen up when he passes by.

When he had finished his dry food, he straightened up and continued his departure.

When he squatted down, he couldn't see anything unusual, but when he stood up and walked a few steps, it was obvious that something was wrong with him - his leg was lame.

His leg wasn't born lame.

When I was a child, I climbed the woods to dig birds' eggs, accidentally fell down and broke my leg, my family was poor, and I had no money for medical treatment, so my father had to cut two boards to fix it.

The broken bones healed without reconnection, so he became lame.

He searched earnestly to see where there were suitable wild vegetables that would not be astringent.

He didn't expect much to catch some pheasants and hares, and he couldn't keep up with that speed on his legs.

"Mushroom!" Soon, the boy had a harvest.

In fact, living in the mountains, although life is more difficult, as long as there are no natural disasters and man-made ~ disasters, in fact, you will not die of hunger.

He was in the midst of the joy of harvest, when there was a sudden big movement in front of him.

It's a big thing!

The boy's first instinct was to run away, and his second instinct was to lie down and pretend to be dead, trying to escape his life.

He held his breath, secretly deciding in his heart that no matter how much this thing tossed him, he would not move.

Jiang Yuanjin pushed aside the bushes and looked at the young man lying on the ground pretending to be dead and wanted to laugh a little, but he was a clever little guy.

Since it is to sharpen the heart of the Dao and travel in all directions, Jiang Yuanjin naturally chooses to hike.

Lingfeng City is surrounded by mountains, if you don't take a car, you can only walk into these mountain passes.

Drink some stream water when you are thirsty, pick some wild fruits when you are hungry, although it is not as comfortable as the No. 8 courtyard, but there is a wonderful fun of its own!

And the little boy in front of him was also the first person he had seen in the past two days - this place was really quite out of the ordinary.

The boy held back his inner tremor and held his breath, but suddenly heard a watery cry.

Dog......?

He couldn't help but open a slit, but in front of him were two eyes as black as grapes—but they were a cute little black dog.

"Why are you lying on the ground, get up quickly. A clear, gentle voice sounded in his ears.

The boy looked up, and then he saw each other clearly.

The morning sun has slowly risen, leaving dappled spots of light in the mountains and forests through the dense foliage.

The boy lying on the ground looked at the backlit figure, his angular cheeks with a slight gentle smile.

The boy was embarrassed to say that he thought he had encountered a wild thing in the mountains, so he patted his body and climbed up with difficulty.

"It's okay, it's okay, I accidentally slipped and fell, where are you going?" The boy looked at Jiang Yuanjin curiously, it was difficult to see outsiders in this poor and remote place.

Jiang Yuanjin stretched out his hand to help the boy up and said with a smile: "I am a traveling Taoist priest, traveling everywhere!"

"That's right......" The boy glanced at the wild vegetables and mushrooms in the basket, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If you don't dislike it, come to my house and drink saliva......"

Looking at the green torn cotton jacket he was wrapped in and his nose that was red from the cold, Jiang Yuanjin was stunned, and then raised a warm smile: "Okay......"

"What's your name?" Jiang Yuanjin picked up Xiao Hei and asked softly.

"My name is Wu Rong. The boy replied, his smile clean and clear.

Jiang Yuanjin smiled and nodded: "My name is Jiang Yuanjin, Xiaorong...... Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, there's not a lot of people around here...... You're going to starve and freeze for the night in the mountains!" replied Wu Rong, which was why he invited this brother to his house to rest......

The two chatted while walking, and after walking for about half an hour, the appearance of the small mountain village came into Jiang Yuanjin's eyes.

Gray gravel roads, bare rusty water pipes, laundry tables made of white bricks and cement slabs, houses made of plaster wooden piles, black tiles made of burnt mud, bare trees with no leaves to lose......

This small mountain village gives the impression of being old and backward.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Yuanjin frowned, not because of the dilapidation of the mountain village, but because the yin and evil aura here was extremely heavy, almost enveloping the entire mountain village!

And the eyes of the villagers in the mountains looking at Jiang Yuanjin were also extremely vigilant and detached - this was even more than the level of unwelcome!

"Rong Wazi, how can you bring outsiders back to the mountains! The mountain gods will be angry!" said an old man in his seventies and eighties who stopped in front of them.

Wu Rong shrunk his neck, obviously a little afraid of this old man, but he still had the courage to say, "He got lost in the mountains...... Will be leaving soon!"

The old man snorted coldly: "Hurry up and get rid of it! When the mountain god is angry, no one will be happy!"

Wu Rong nodded and gave Jiang Yuanjin a look.

Jiang Yuanjin hurriedly followed, thoughtful in his heart......

This mountain god ...... Maybe that's the problem!

Wu Rong buried his head and walked quickly, and soon, they arrived at the door of one of his houses.

His house is not much different from the houses in the village, they are all old houses with wooden piles, and if they have to be distinguished, it is just that his house is more dilapidated.

"Xiaorong, who brought it back...... "A middle-aged man in his forties in the neighborhood asked a little coldly.

"Second Uncle...... The people I met on the road begged for a drink. Wu Rong smiled flatteringly at the middle-aged man.

"It's so good-hearted! I can't eat enough, and I still care about others!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly and returned to the house.

Wu Rong explained with a smile: "This is my second uncle, his mouth is unforgiving, but his heart is very good, thanks to his help over the years, otherwise my sister and brother would have starved to death!"

Jiang Yuanjin smiled and nodded, cold to cold, but the attitude of this middle-aged man was much better than the villagers he had met before.

"Sister, I'm back. Pushing open the door, Wu Rong shouted at the top of his voice.

"It's coming, it's coming, I've picked some vegetables and come back. A crisp and pleasant voice came from the back room.

After a while, a dark, thin little girl ran out of the back room.

A large jacket of off-white cloth, nostalgic and ill-fitting, clearly visible as his father's clothes.

A red sweater was revealed underneath the clothes, and the pants were a pair of white-washed jeans, and he was wearing a pair of blue cheap plastic slippers underneath, one of which had a broken section at the root.

The girl is not pretty, with small eyes, a slightly big mouth when she smiles, and a little thick lower lip flap, but her smile is clean and contagious.

"Hey, who is he?" the girl asked, confused, as she spoke a little fast, so she seemed neat.

"I met him in the mountains, and I asked him to come over and eat a hot mouthful. Wu Rong put down the basket full of wild vegetables and said casually.

"Eat ......" The girl glanced at her younger brother, a little disgusted, they didn't know what was going on in their family, and where was there any surplus food to entertain the guests.

She only groaned for a while, and then made a decision: "Then you go to the second uncle to borrow some rice, and I will make you two wild vegetables at noon." ”

Although there was almost nothing to entertain at home, the girl still received him, after all, he was a guest from outside.

I'll clean up my brother when he's gone!, the girl thought to herself, gritting her teeth.

Her heart aches at the thought of having to use up so many things.

These things that they are usually reluctant to eat are going to be contributed all at once.

And over the years, they have owed a lot to their second uncle, and now they have to pay more ......

Wu Rong scratched his head and walked towards the second uncle's house, yes, he would definitely be scolded by the second uncle again!

The weather was still a little cold, but Jiang Yuanjin looked at the kind and hospitable sister and brother, but her heart was a little warm......