Lao Wang was born in a village at the foot of Qifeng Mountain. Lao Wang was originally a person who was not good at communicating with others, so he deliberately stayed away from everyone in the village and settled a few hundred meters away from the village by himself. Lao Wang was alone, and no one spoke to him. There were rumors in the village that the king had gone mad and that the house was just an empty house, while others said that the king had been guarding the soul of his son in the house and had never seen him again. In this way, Lao Wang disappeared in the village, no one wanted to know, the village party secretary once went to the door to check the situation, and almost scared his soul out, and since then he has confirmed the rumors of the villagers.

At this time, there was a discussion in the village again:

"Lao Wang's body is really miserable, that house is lonely there, no matter how I look at it, it looks like Lao Wang's huge back. ”

"Lao Wang is really crazy, he has no heirs, so he picked up a child on the side of the road and regarded it as his grandson. ”

"Alas, his wife died early, and his sons have left one after another, if you go through this, what will you do, how much mental pressure will you experience?"

"I once went to the street, passed by a corner, and saw a person who asked for food, that person looked very much like Lao Wang, but his hair covered half of his face, like Lao Wang, but not like Lao Wang, and there was a child next to him at that time, and he was asking for food with him. ”

"That kid is miserable, with an old madman. ”

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"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, don't talk about it behind your back!" At this time, the village party secretary passed by and immediately reprimanded. When the villagers dispersed, he looked at the lonely house outside the village, and the memory of looking for Lao Wang resurfaced again, and the back of his spine was also cold.

After all, rumors are rumors, and only what you see with your own eyes will expose the true face of rumors.

Since Lao Wang was rumored to be crazy, he has endured the ensuing pain alone, with nowhere to vent, and his spirit has begun to gradually collapse. He couldn't do anything to lift his head until the food in the house was eaten, the water ran out, the moss covered the steps, and dust drifted around every corner. His own beard could already hang down to his chest, and his hair could be coiled up to the top of his head like a woman's hair. The house has long been dilapidated, and only the photos of his wife and son's mourning hall are brand new. From time to time, Lao Wang would burn paper for the two of them, and send prayers to them in the other world, hoping that they could live happily on that side.

Of course, the old Wang seen by the village party secretary is no longer recognizable, and the bones of the old Wang's body are almost the same as a skeleton, and the eyes are hollow, which is very scary.

Although Lao Wang is no longer the Lao Wang that people know, only Lao Wang knows best what kind of person Lao Wang is. When his wife left him, he still had a son to talk to, but who knows, God was really ruthless and took away Lao Wang's only son. Lao Wang hated, Lao Wang had many short-sighted thoughts, but he was afraid of death, when the dagger touched his neck, he was too afraid of pain; when he was halfway through hanging, he was afraid that the rope would be too painful and he couldn't breathe; when he jumped into the water, he was afraid that he would hold his breath too badly. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could see his wife and son smiling at him, and they didn't speak, just standing in the distance. He couldn't help it, so he found the good thing of wine.

Wine has long been regarded as a healing medicine, both physically and spiritually.

In this way, Lao Wang drank heavily, and he drunk himself every day, drank and slept, and he didn't know his name.

Wang Yang finally woke up at this time, and he found himself lying in Lao Wang's house, which was in a mess, with a mountain of wine bottles, and only the incense burning area was spotless.

Wang Yang never asked about Lao Wang's past, and he didn't want to know. He now just wants to figure out why he became a kid and was taken in by an alcoholic. The most important thing is that I don't know where I am or where I want to go. Even if you leave Lao Wang, it is especially dangerous for a child to be outside, and if you meet a trafficker, it will be miserable if you are sold. Wang Yang was also secretly happy.

Lao Wang didn't tell Wang Yang what was on his mind, maybe in Lao Wang's heart, he directly regarded Wang Yang as his grandson. Now that he is still young, when Lao Wang himself is old, he will slowly tell Wang Yang what is in his heart.

Time is often the best antidote, it relieves pain and can surprise you. Wang Yang may be his surprise to Lao Wang.

Wang Yang thought to himself, I don't care about him at this time, no matter what, I have to find the answer to being trapped here.

"The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, one life and two separations, the crack entrance, the level leap is born;......"Wang Yang racked his brain to recall what the demon said. "What's going on behind it, why can't you remember it?"

There are also 8 words behind it that are 'all sentient beings are troubled and caused by causes', how can you become a great thing with your memory!"

The voice of the heart demon came again, Wang Yang found that the voice was extremely similar to himself, Wang Yang thought to himself, yes, he is back again.

"You are a waste, no one, you got me here without ghosts, and you made me a child, who are you, why can't you get along with me!" Wang Yang was very angry.

"I can't get along with you? I won't get along with you! You remember those words, he is the only golden sentence that can make you return to the real world, let's go to enlightenment!"

The heart demon experienced Wang Yang and asked him to find the answer by himself, which was actually preparing for himself to be able to devour Wang Yang again.

The sound echoed through the valley and slowly faded away.

"The reincarnation of heaven is separated by one lifetime, the crack entrance, the leap and the leap, and the troubles of all the dust, all of which arise from fate. Wang Yang meditated. These 24 words kept echoing in his mind, thoughtfully, he seemed to understand something, but he didn't know why, and he was very confused.

Lao Wang quietly walked in from the room, and found that this stupid baby was staring blankly at the ground, very cute, and muttered in his heart, this cute expression is definitely like my son, I finally see you, my dreaming son.

"Wow! my son is doing it~what~Mo~" Lao Wang came out of Wang Yang's cat in a singing tone.

"Ahh

"Yayay~ You look the same as my wife when you're scared, you are really ~ my ~ blessing ~ " Seeing the shadow of his deceased wife and son from Wang Yang, Lao Wang was very excited.

"What is your wife, I? I won't be your wife, I still have to find someone I like, so I won't look for you!" Wang Yang refused.

"Hahahaha!My son is really ~ my ~ pistachio ~ yes ~ " Lao Wang's singing joke really added a bit of mystery to this dilapidated house.