Donglai Town is a very small town, and the sound of children playing in the old streets can be heard from time to time, and the sound of the occasional vendor passing by on the empty streets can be heard. When the children saw the seller coming, they rushed to chase after him, shouting for the candy man.

One of the emaciated little children was pushed to the rear, and the piece of copper that he was clutching tightly in his hand fell to the ground and rolled away.

He hurried to chase after him, but several people stood in front of him.

"Money?" It was a chubby child, dressed in satin, and he knew by looking at the dress that it was not an ordinary child. He lifted a chubby leg and stepped squarely on top of the copper plate.

The child looked at the corner of the copper plate exposed by the beveled edge, and was a little aggrieved.

"You're going to buy candy men like they did?"

"I ......"

"What kind of candy man do you buy if you don't have money? Your dad was about to be beaten to death, and you still buy candy? With a sneer, seeing the child's aggrieved appearance, the little fat man felt very bored.

"Don't say I'm bullying you!" The little short leg kicked forward, and the copper plate that had been stepped on under his feet rolled out, and the child chased after him again.

"Young master, let's go back." The servant who followed behind him saw that his little master teased the child again, and reminded him again. He knew that the little young master was so interesting, and even the copper plate in the child's hand was given by the young master, who was originally for his father who was about to die, but he didn't know how to let this kid out again, and such a person was afraid that he would not be saved.

"I'm not going home!" The little fat man looked at his feet and said in a sullen voice: "What's good at home?" Anyway, my dad can't see my goodness, he will only scold me, beat me, and say I'm useless! I'm just not smart, I'm fat, I just don't like to read! ”

The little fat man stepped back and walked forward, humming as he walked, "I won't go back, I won't go back." He walked onto the only bridge in town. The wind was blowing, and then a man was seen.

It was a young man dressed in plain clothes, standing there alone, and before he could get closer, he could feel that it was an extremely extraordinary person. He had never seen such a person who had not even spoken to him, and he already felt that it was a very powerful person.

He didn't know this man, because he knew almost all the people in the town, and he had to come out every day and then come back very late, so every corner of the town. He has an impression of everyone.

"Who are you? You're not from our town. The little fat man finally couldn't resist his curiosity and asked.

Sheng Hua looked at him lightly, his gaze was extremely flat, "Why don't you go home?" ”

"I don't want to go home." The little fat man glanced at the subordinate standing behind him, very irritable, "Go back, don't always follow me!" ”

"Young Master." The subordinate called out, and when he saw that the little fat man ignored him, he sighed and walked off the bridge. But he still didn't go far, he stood under the willow tree on the shore and watched everything on the bridge.

"Your subordinates care about you." Sheng Hua said calmly: "You don't want to go home because no one in your family cares about you anymore, right?" ”

The little fat man nodded, a little sad, "My mother is dead, and my father has a new wife, so many aunts, and so many sons." I'm so fat and stupid that he won't like me at all. ”

Sheng Hua said: "You have a good spiritual root. Not useless people. ”

The little fat man didn't notice Linggen at all, but only noticed the second half of what Sheng Hua said, shook his head and said, "I don't read well, I only know how to eat." I always take out the family's money and give it to others. My dad said I was a loser and that he had given up on me. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Sheng Hua's mouth, and when he looked at him like this, the little fat man said a little unaccustomedly: "Who are you?" What are you doing looking at me like this? You're not trying to tie me up and make my dad pay for it, are you? He won't save me. He wished I had died sooner. ”

Sheng Hua shook his head and suddenly said, "Do you want to cultivate immortals?" ”

Cultivating immortals?

What it was, the little fat man said he didn't know. He had never heard of it, this place was so closed that he hadn't even seen half an immortal cultivator.

"It's ......" Sheng Hua's hand moved, and a small flame appeared in his hand.

The little fat man was taken aback by this sudden scene, he couldn't speak clearly, and stammered, "This ...... What is this? ”

"Immortal law." Sheng Hua looked at the little fat man with a gentle gaze, "After cultivating immortals, not only will you be able to control fire, but you can also learn countless skills, and if you go far in the future, you will be able to live forever." ”

"Immortality?" The little fat man said, "Is it just immortal?" ”

"It's not." Sheng Hua said: "It's just that it will live for many years." ”

"How many years are many years?"

"It is more than 100 years, and more than 100,000 years." Sheng Hua said: "I see that you are a person with spiritual roots, and if you meet me, it can be regarded as fate, so I will ask you." Do you want to cultivate immortals? ”

"Then if you cultivate immortals, will you leave here?" The little fat man thought for a moment and said.

"Yes." Shenghua Road.

"Then I want to cultivate immortals!" The little fat man clenched his palms tightly and said.

Sheng Hua laughed and said, "You just want to leave like that? ”

The little fat man nodded heavily and said, "Yes, I don't want to stay here, anyway, no one will like me if I stay any longer." I'll go with you to cultivate immortals, will you take me away? ”

Sheng Hua shook his head, "It's okay in the future, but not now." I won't be able to take you away until I come back from my training. Sheng Hua saw those dark eyes, and said in his heart that no matter what, it is better to stay with his family than to wander outside, and besides, he doesn't even care what kind of person he is, so he has to go with him, and he doesn't know if he is really stupid?

However, this spiritual root is really good, the sect has always been not very harsh in accepting disciples, as long as the character is passable, people who are not evil can get started.

He could see that this little fat man had a good heart.

"So you're lying to me?" The little fat man heard that Sheng Hua couldn't take him away, and said sullenly.

"The outside world is not what you imagined, and I have a lot of inconveniences with you." Sheng Hua took out a booklet, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while before handing it to the little fat man, "This is the primer that Master gave me when I first started, you can get started within a year according to the above, you have good qualifications, and it must take less time." When you reach the threshold, you can press the rest of the practice. ”

Sheng Hua said: "Cultivating immortals is not for hurting others, but more for yourself." Don't tell others about your immortal cultivation, you can only come in private, and don't bully others just because you have the ability. You're still too young. Know how to protect yourself. ”

His words were very calm, and people didn't even feel the expectation contained in them, but the little fat man seemed to understand something, "Are you caring about me?" ”

Sheng Hua said: "I think you are a manufacturable material. It just needs some polishing, you should read this book well, maybe I'll come back when the time comes, and I'll take you away when the time comes. ”

"And when will you be back?"

"It's hard to say, maybe three or five years. Maybe ten years is not for sure. Originally, I was going to go back after the breakthrough, but for your sake, I will be back in ten years at most. Ten years is enough for you to learn the above things. Sheng Hua pondered for a while, and then said: "You have a great talent for cultivating immortals, and you are stronger than me back then." If you are still like this after ten years and have not cultivated well, it can only mean that I have lost my eyes. ”

"Is it possible that I will be able to leave after ten years if I practice the things in this booklet?" The little fat man still insisted on his own question and said.

Sheng Hua nodded, and he raised his hand. After hesitating, he touched the little fat man's head.

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Ruiming."

Sheng Hua nodded, indicating that he remembered, "Put your things away and go home." ”

Zhou Ruiming hesitated, and when he turned back, there was no shadow of the person just now, he was a little hesitant if he had a dream just now, but the feeling brought by the book on his chest was real, and he didn't feel strange, maybe that person was walking too fast, right? His face suddenly became bitter. He forgot to ask what the person's name was, and he didn't say where his family lived, would he be able to find him in the future?

As soon as Zhou Ruiming stepped off the bridge, his old servant hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young master." It's getting late. Let's go back quickly, if we don't go back, the lord will be angry! ”

Zhou Ruiming saw that it was indeed not early, and he also knew that his father would indeed be angry if it was late, and he would inevitably be reprimanded when the time came, although he was rebellious, he already understood what it meant to know current affairs. So he nodded and said, "Let's go back." ”

The old servant wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was also worried that the young master would not listen to him again, and he would have to work against the master again, but he would suffer a lot. It's not that he's afraid of his own suffering, but he really pities this little master, his mother died in childbirth, and he was later raised by his grandmother. The old lady took pity on him because he had no mother since he was a child, he depended on him for everything, he didn't lack anything, he also liked to play, he liked to eat, he didn't like to read, which made the old man often lose his temper.

The old lady was still able to protect him when he was there, but the old man died last year, and he no longer supported him, so his life at home became more and more sad.

The old servant felt that the old lady was too doting on her grandson, or maybe the little master was too sensitive, anyway, it was not the right way with the old man now, which made the old man more and more disgusted with this son.

The old servant persuaded: "Young master, don't always work against the master, he is your father, everything is for your good, isn't it good that you listen to him more?" ”

Zhou Ruiming stopped, "He can't get used to me." You don't think I'm going to get my family property by doing this, do you? He always thought that I was a dead star, and he killed my mother the year I was born, and there was another flood in the town, which flooded many of my family's fields, and he thought it was because of me. In his eyes, I am not his son, I am just a person who will bring trouble to him! He wished I had died sooner. ”

But now it's different, at least he can leave here in the future, he won't be so muddy, living without a goal, he figured it out, he wants to leave here, leave this smoky miasma, go far away, it's best to let the old man not see himself.

If you go back late, you will inevitably be beaten.

"Stinky boy, where are you fooling around again?" Master Zhou held a stick in his hand, but he didn't show any mercy, and whipped all over his body, "I told you not to be motivated, I told you to fool around!" ”

Zhou Ruiming didn't say anything, he knew that as long as he didn't resist, it wouldn't be long before his father would feel bored, and then stop.

If he resisted, the more angry his father was, the worse he would become.

The family had already begun to set up meals, and people came and went to see him being beaten, and even several of his brothers stood not far away to watch him being beaten. He had long been accustomed to all this, so he simply closed his eyes and let the stick hit him, he missed his mother he had never met, and if she was still there, he would definitely not be so miserable. However, all this is just a fantasy, and he can only rely on himself.

His father was disappointed in him, his brothers coveted him, and he already felt all this at a young age, although he was young, it didn't mean that he didn't know anything.

He didn't scarce those possessions, he just felt that he was a superfluous person, and he just wanted to get out of the cage that had shackled him.

What would the outside world be like?

In the evening, he carefully lit the lamp and opened the booklet.

Under the dim light, the flickering candle flame made his eyes a little unbearable, but when he saw the pictures in the booklet, he couldn't take his eyes off.

There are words next to the picture, he doesn't know very much, but he recognizes some of them, and he bothered to guess for a long time, but he still doesn't want to understand, the little fat man scratched his head, and felt that it was a big mistake not to read seriously, and he thought of the phrase "when the book is used, he hates less", which is used to describe his current own.

How do you recognize these words? It is extremely difficult to ask him to read more books on weekdays, but now the little fat man doesn't think so.

In fact, reading books is still very useful, at least after reading books, you won't be like now, and you won't even be able to recognize a single word. He felt some chagrin and regret at first.

The little fat man found pen and ink again, and began to grind in the middle of the night.

He had never worked so hard as he did today, and it took him a long time to write the words on the paper one by one according to the words in the book, and after thinking about it, he took apart the written words one by one, that is, one word on a small piece of paper.

I have to say that the light was so dazzling, just for a while, he felt that something black was flying in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, it was too late to do it all.

On the second day, he studied in peace and did not run away, and when he had the opportunity, he took out the written note and asked the gentleman what the word meant. Mr. thought he wanted to study hard, very cooperative, half a month passed, he took out some words from time to time to ask Mr., and did not dare to ask him all, and asked the account office, the steward, but basically recognized all the words. (To be continued.) )