Two years ago, on the peak of the Sword Gate, a thunderbolt swept through in broad daylight. At that time, several bigwigs of the sect thought that there was a heavy treasure in the sect, so they blocked the mountain gate with great fanfare, and after happily searching for several days, they did not find anything except a few old trees that were scorched by the thunder. …… Of course, if the old guy was smashed by me, the pigsty should also be counted-from Lin Slowly's memoirs.

Hurry up, when Lin slowly held on to the mountain gate and panted, he finally stepped into the mountain gate before the sunset completely disappeared into the green mountain, so he avoided the tragic scene of finding a cave at the foot of the mountain to spend the night with the worm wolf.

Wait until you've had enough rest. Lin slowly paced, with his hands behind his back, and walked comfortably along the ordinary path in the mountains to the area where the outer disciples lived, walking through the relatively dense wooden houses, and by the way, he and a few took advantage of the fact that there was still some light in the sky. After saying hello to the outer disciples who were chatting and resting under the big tree, they continued to walk along the path, and in the distance, they could still hear the outer disciples under the tree talking about the thunder that came out in the broad daylight two years ago.

For the outer disciples, after the daily heavy tasks of the sect, it is a pleasure to get together and talk about it, as for whether it is an event that is about to be talked about and has begun to ferment, it has no effect on them at all, so that their words that Lin can slowly listen to can still make each other laugh non-stop.

It's not so much the fun they talk about, but the joy they feel after a busy day.

So after the first few times, Lin slowly did not deliberately join. With more of themselves, they don't have that comfort, and since this is the case, Lin slowly cleans himself up.

After walking through a small wood, a small courtyard with a wall appeared in Lin Slowly's sight, looking at the withered yellow weeds on the wall, if it is used as decoration, it can perfectly form a square dilapidated house, Lin slowly breathed a sigh of relief from the heart.

The gold house and the silver house are not as good as their own kennels, at least Lin slowly thinks so, and this seemingly dilapidated courtyard is much better than other people's houses made of wood, at least this is made of green bricks, what qualifications do you have to pick and choose.

Pushing open the wooden door of the small courtyard, feeling the obvious inclined wooden door making a scream of "squeak, squeak", Lin slowly and carefully stepped over the threshold, and after hesitating, turned around and closed the wooden door.

Fortunately, the cracked wooden door did not rush to the embrace of the earth because of Lin's slow closing of the door, and after rejoicing in his good fortune, Lin slowly dragged his body towards the house in the middle.

"Even if the door does fall, I won't bother with it,...... At least not today. ”

Lin thought slowly.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lin who was tired all day was slowly driven by instinct to hope that the only remaining consciousness in his mind would dissipate after he lay on the bed, but before Lin slowly approached the door, there was a tragic "Whoa, whoa." The cry came into Lin's ears, as if telling others about his tragic experience.

Hearing the familiar cry, Lin slowly woke up in an instant, especially when he heard the sound of the stone falling to the ground, which expelled Lin slowly the last trace of sleepiness from his mind.

I saw Lin slowly and quickly rush into the room on the left, and after resisting a bag of things, he quickly ran to the backyard with the wooden stick by the wall, cursing his carelessness as he ran.

Originally, he planned to come back in the afternoon, but he had just stepped into the small courtyard when it was almost dark, and he thought that those ancestors must be hungry.

When I came to the backyard, sure enough, the small pigsty was in a mess, and a dozen or so fat figures were now skinny, and the corner of the wall on the left had been cracked by the crazy pig, and now it was still persevering and rhythmically bumping into it again and again.

The cry that had been reduced immediately rose after seeing Lin Slowly's figure, and a few little piglets began to learn the rhythm of the boar after being hungry and fainting, and they were pretending to be on the wall for a while.

Heartache with a wooden stick to drive the hungry stupid piglets away from the wall, just like that, there are already a few little piglets with blood on their foreheads, glaring fiercely at the pigs who have no sense of exemplary awareness, still hitting the wall, Lin slowly poured the feed made of Linggu's stems into the pig trough, pinched the trick with both hands, and urged the small spring rain to decide, a small dark cloud gradually condensed in the three meters above the pigsty, and after a while, the raindrops fell, washed away the soil on the pig's body and then flowed down the ground into the side of the trough.

After stirring the feed with the rain, Lin slowly looked at the dozen or so pigs that had lost at least ten catties and were crazy to grab the food in the stone trough. Thinking that because of his delay today, dozens of spirit stones were just leaving him, Lin slowly wanted to curse God's injustice.

Turning around in a different direction, he sprinkled the feed in the sack on the other side, beckoned a few piglets that had been squeezed out to come over and eat, and looked at the piglets who were eating "hum, hum", Lin slowly moved his eyes to the big pit that had been smashed out of the middle of the pigsty even after two years.

Lin slowly wondered, smashing the ground into a big hole nearly a meter deep, why he was still standing here intact.

Recalling the pungent smell at that time, and the white flowers that filled the eyes after opening his eyes, this scene has been replayed in Lin Slowly's mind, and of course, the pig that was pressed under him and smashed with more air and less air.

But before that, Lin slowly couldn't remember even the slightest bit even if he scratched his scalp, and it didn't matter if he gave up after a long time, instead of spending time in exchange for a headache, it was better to seize the time to think about how to earn spirit stones to complete his great dream.

The only thing that has an impression is Lin Slow, which is really a bit weird.

The next thing was very logical, the old man came out to feed the pigs, and by the way saw what was the reason why his pigsty made such a loud noise.

Originally, there were only five layers of Qi training. The old man, who was urging subtle cultivation and carrying a fork-shaped magic weapon to catch the thief, saw himself in the pigsty with sore bones all over his body and couldn't move, he was stunned for a moment, obviously feeling incredible for stealing pigs to be able to steal people in his own realm, and then looked at the dead pig with deep tears and tears.

At the dinner table, the old man put the spirit meat on the pig's body into his bowl, and at the same time said to himself righteously and righteously, how long and how long the little monk with two levels of qi cultivation would work for him to compensate for the loss, and so on. Because of this, outsiders knew that Mo Laohan, who had always been inconspicuous, actually had a granddaughter.

Since then, there has also been an unknown disciple named Lin Slow among the outer disciples of the Sword Sect.

Barely supporting himself, after serving these ancestors, Lin slowly lay directly on the ground, looked at the stars in the sky that were vaguely unclear, turned his head and looked through the railing to look at the descendants of the most miserable pig who had died for decades in the old man's mouth.

sighed, "The old man really has no happy life, his life has just improved a little, and he just left." ”

I couldn't stand the tireness of the tide anymore and closed my eyes.

"Next to the pigsty, it's not like I haven't slept, I think I was lying in it at the beginning."

In the middle of the night, the sleeping Lin slowly sneezed and was woken up by the freezing of life.

After getting up and glancing at the piglet, which was a little active, and the pig that no longer hit the wall with its head, Lin slowly added a little feed to the stone trough and mixed it well, and looked at the figure of Bai Huahua, who looked even more pale under the moonlight, and shivered fiercely.

After running to the room with his arms crossed, he watched the fork-shaped ritual vessel placed on the table take out three sandalwood sticks from the cabinet next to him and light them, bowed respectfully three times, and inserted the sandalwood on the incense table in front of the fork ritual vessel.

The old man's name is Old Man Mo, and he is a good person. has no children and no daughters, as for the full name, he didn't tell himself when the old man was dying, and asked the outer disciples around him, but all he got was the three words Old Man Mo.

Lin slowly replaced the spirit card with the old man's magic weapon, making the room look a little less gloomy.

Lin slowly slept at night and felt much more steady.

After the incense, Lin slowly listened carefully for a moment. Walked to the incense case, moved the incense case aside, took away the green bricks on the ground, and put the storage bag in, which is all the net worth that Lin slowly accumulated, placed under the old man's spirit case, with the old man's spirit in the sky to guard, Lin slowly felt more at ease.

Although Lin slowly didn't believe that there was any soul wandering after a person died, of course, the realm was so high that monks were different. But if you put it here, it's realistically safer.

Who will be full of food and support to carry other people's spiritual cases.

The blue bricks and spirit cases on the floor were carefully put back in their places, and the surrounding traces were carefully swept. After looking at the sky, I was sure that no one would come here at this time.

Lin slowly and sneakily left the room and walked to another dilapidated house on the right.

Here, for the current Lin slowly, it is his biggest secret.