Spring turns to winter, and in the snow at four o'clock in the morning, the whole village is peaceful. There was a child playing in the snow at the door of Su Jinxiu's house. The clothes are very thin, and it looks like they have just crawled out of the bed. Although children at this age are playing and making trouble, who doesn't wear like a panda in winter, and they all have the habit of lying in bed. Only this child doesn't feel cold when he wears little, and he always gets up early in winter.

In winter, it is still dark late in the morning, and only the light reflected in the snow can still faintly see the road.

He walked towards the entrance of the village step by step, and the snow creaked on the feet of his little feet. There is a small pond of one acre square at the entrance of the village, and the pond is some years old. It is said that there is carp essence living in it, and children are afraid to go there to play. On the edge of the pond there is an old house from many years ago, and the strange thing is that after many years of wind and rain, there are only some traces of dilapidation on the surface, and the structure is still intact.

After a while, he came to the forbidden place of all the children, and remembered that the adults said that the carp spirit was not afraid, and he was still very happy to entertain himself.

"Hey, why are there still people?"

He looked up and saw a man sitting next to the old house. He walked over curiously, got closer, and saw through the light of the snow that this person was wearing a hat that people wore when it rained in summer, and it was full of snow. With a fishing rod in his hand, he sat on top of a tree stump and did not move at all. The smell of alcohol is all around.

"What are you doing when you don't sleep honestly in the dark, and this person is not a ghost or a ghost?" The child who suddenly heard the sound was startled. The voice was very old, it should be an old man.

"What's the matter with you?" The child was obviously haunted by the fright just now, and his tone was naturally not good.

"Hey, people are not big, but their temper is not small. It's the style of the old Su family. ”

"Hmph." The child seems to understand whether he understands or not, but he always feels that it is not a good word.

"Is your father's name Su Fenghuang? Little dolls. ”

"Why should I tell you?" said this, but the psychology was questioned. Because he was adopted by his second aunt Su Jinxiu since he was born, he always thought that Su Jinxiu was his own mother, and Su Jinxiu's husband Peng Yu was naturally his father. He knew that Su Fenghuang was a person, and he kept calling his uncle. This uncle was very kind to him, and every week he would come to see him with his favorite Nescaine milk powder. How did he know that the milk powder he drank would cost Su Fenghuang a month's salary at that time. Although his uncle is very good to him, how can he become his own father?

This little child is Suhetu, the reincarnation of Ryoma.

"Yes, yes, they must not have told you about this little doll, so I won't draw snakes." As he spoke, he took off his hat and looked at Su Hetu with a smile.

Su Hetu smiled when he saw his appearance. This old man has a gray beard, and he is wearing the hairpin of the old Taoist priest on TV, and his hair is messy and unformed, and he looks very funny.

"Are you the kind of Taoist priest on TV, why do you look so ugly?"

"You're the first person to laugh when you see the old man."

"The old man was also known as a real person in Kongming, the No. 3 Great Demon Dao who killed people without blinking, how did he come to you and become an ugly bad old man."

"The river map of the reincarnation of Ryoma is different, there is a great beginning, a great origin."

"It's no wonder that even the most notorious wine and meat monks say that the phoenix is not falling, and the phoenix is not perched. Even the old sword ghost who was idle and hid in the mountains came out to help you destroy the world, no wonder the kid was so angry. ”

"The old monk is just passing by, and of course the Wild Fox Zen that he is still cultivating can't give your old Su family guidance, but it brings a great compassion. It is also a good fate of your old Su family, although it can't completely protect you, but it also gives you a rare gold medal to avoid death. ”

"Besides, this old sword ghost, regardless of his decades of swordsmanship, went down the mountain to personally behead the deceased crow. The reason why you were born is all because of this old immortal. His arrival has opened up a great future for your old Su family for three generations of wealth. ”

"There is also that Su Zhaonian, who kills in ten steps and kills for thousands of miles, has accumulated hundreds of years of yin virtue for you. When you reach adulthood, of course, will you come to Jitai. ”

This old Taoist priest, who was regarded as a bad old man by Su Hetu, muttered to himself for a while, and he was confused when he listened. But I always felt very kind, and I didn't interrupt even if I didn't understand.

The old Taoist priest took a sip of sake, "I, an old man who is half-buried in the soil, was entrusted by Su Laosan to keep your father and son safe. It's also thanks to that old guy for saving my life, or I wouldn't have been too lazy to remove these shoddy moths for you. It's a pity that this old man Su died early, otherwise he would have been able to see the day when the old Su family took off. Lives are such a thing, it's fucking bullshit. “

"Hey, don't talk about it, my eyes are full of tears if I talk too much." As he spoke, he wiped his eyes with his broken robe that hadn't been washed for I don't know how many years.

Su Hetu didn't speak, just sat in the snow and listened to the crazy old man tell the story.

"Hooked, hooked...... Haha, Lao Tzu has waited for so many years and has not caught it, and as soon as you kid come, it will take the bait by itself. At first, I really didn't believe it when I said that you were Hetu, but now I can't help but believe it. Hahaha......"

I saw a red-tailed carp weighing about five catties being pulled up by the old Taoist priest. The bad old man took the fish down, and Su Hetu was stunned, because there was only a fishing line on the fishing rod and no hook. I thought to myself, this old man is an old fairy.

"Little doll, do you want to learn kung fu?" The old Taoist priest looked at Su Hetu with glowing eyes.

"Stinky cow nose, I want to rob the apprentice with the old man, but there is no door."

As soon as the words fell, I saw an old monk walking on the snow, holding a golden Zen staff, shining with golden light even at night. The robe on his body is so rotten that it can't be done, and there are many places to mend it.

"Stinky monk, you're almost two hundred years old, why aren't you dead? Why don't you stay in your monastery and run to this village where birds don't? ”

"If I don't come, won't this little baby recognize you as a master, and then the old man will lose a lot." As he spoke, he didn't forget to snatch the wine from the old Taoist priest's hand and drink it.

Su Hetu felt that his values had completely collapsed, didn't he say that he wanted to purify six roots and quit seven desires when he escaped into the empty door. The image of this old monk is even more devastating than this ugly-looking old Taoist priest.

"Hey, I didn't expect this legendary kunyu to be waited for by you, congratulations to you."

"It's not because of this little doll, or the old man won't be able to wait for death."

"This kid is good, and he has Su Zhaonian's temper, he is a big demon. However, it is absolutely impossible to teach him now, and the old sword ghost of Wushan has already condemned him to death one step ahead of us. I don't know if I'll have to wait until I'm an adult to learn the old stuff we're going to bring into the soil. ”

"yes, this year has passed quickly. An old guy of considerable age and strength, who dies and retreats. We're the only ones left to wander around in this world. "The old Taoist priest rarely showed some sadness.

"That's it, that's it. When this kid is an adult, let's get together again. I'm going back to my broken temple, shouldn't you go back to your lair too? ”

"yes, I waited so long for the Kunyu to come. I'm really reluctant to give up this place. ”

"Come on, little doll." The old Taoist priest waved his hand at Su Hetu and motioned for him to come over.

"I will give you a word before leaving, fishing for water is also an anecdote, and he still holds the handle of life and death. Abandon chess and clear the play, and move the heart of war. It is better to ask for others than for yourself, and do not force yourself in everything. ”

"Okay, I don't believe he can't have a great future. Still worry with your bull's nose. Let's go, let's go. After the impatient old monk finished speaking, he took the bad old man away.

When he woke up in the morning, Su Hetu found himself in bed with a heavy head. When I opened my eyes, I saw that there were people all around, all of whom were full of anxiety.

"I woke up, it's been burning for most of the day." Liu Jinlan sighed, her eyes were red, she must have cried just now.

"You said that you kid, why did you run to sleep in the snow in the middle of the night while the adults weren't paying attention?" Su Jinxiu also looked at Su Hetu distressedly, and couldn't stop crying as she spoke.

"Second sister, you have to see him in the future, how can I live if such a situation happens again." Liu Jinlan turned her head and said to Su Jinxiu.

Su Jinxiu, who was already very guilty, nodded silently, rubbing her hands back and forth, not knowing what to do.

"Where did that bad old man and the old monk go? Did you see that? ”

Liu Jinlan touched Su Hetu's head, "Isn't this kid confused?" ”

Su Fenghuang, who probably knew what the situation was, was afraid that his wife would ask more, so he hurriedly said: "It may be a nightmare, and it will be fine when you wake up." Do not worry. ”

It's a dream, it's not a dream, and Xiaohetu himself is confused. It's a dream, but it's so real. If it's not a dream, I'm afraid I don't even believe in it. Turning his head slightly, he didn't speak to anyone again.

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