This is a moat of the county, in the nineties of the twentieth century, the town expanded, the moat has become the center of the county, and some people occupy the road by the river to set up stalls to do business. At that time, there were not so many motor vehicles, and there were no chengguan, so there was nothing to do.

The stalls are sparse, and almost all of them occupy a conspicuous position, except for one used book stall. The location of the bookstall is close to the end of the moat, except for the occasional couple who come on a date, there are few people passing by here on weekdays, and it is deserted. Setting up a stall here to do business is like Jiang Taigong fishing, it is pure luck, not to mention that it is still a used book stall.

Watching the bookstall was a boy of about ten years old, who was holding a yellowed book with his legs crossed and his hands together. When turning the page, it is convenient to lower your head and rub your chin against it.

The warm winter sun bathed him in a golden glow, and occasionally a cold wind blew, and the boy shrank his head, but his eyes did not take off the book for a moment.

As if seeing the obscurity, the boy frowned and shouted, "Old man—"

The old man in the boy's mouth was an old man fishing by the moat, because of the blockage of the river, he could not be seen if he did not pay attention.

The old man's hair has turned gray, and he is afraid that he is no less than seventy years old, but he is in good spirits. At this time, he was staring at the fishing line floating up and down in the river, and whispered, "Shhhh Although the old man's voice was soft, it was still clearly heard in the boy's ears from a distance of five or six meters.

The boy said disapprovingly, "Pull it down, the fish you caught is not more than an inch long, and you can't tell it's a fish without a magnifying glass!" That's why you're still fishing so hard. ”

The old man was angry and scolded: "Bastard boy, you are about to catch up with the little girl." ”

"Bad grandpa, he is saying bad things about Xiaojin behind his back!" It was a little girl with pigtails of sheep's horns, seven or eight years old, very cute in pink carving, and she was pouting and angry at this time.

When the boy saw that the girl was angry, he winked at her, and then looked at the small stone at the girl's feet. The girl understood, picked up the stone and threw it in the water where the old man was fishing, splashing a splash, and the fish that was about to be hooked was also frightened and slipped away, and the angry old man staggered to his feet.

The girl clapped her hands and ran to the boy's side with a smile and said, "Brother Yu Fei, you skipped class again today." ”

The boy's name is Yu Fei, a student of Hongye Primary School in the county seat, originally a smart and well-behaved student in the eyes of the teacher, and has always been an example for parents to discipline their sons. ”。

But all this changed three years ago, after Yu Fei met this grandfather and grandson.

No one knows where the old man and this girl came from, they seem to have suddenly appeared in the county seat, and they live on such a broken book stall. And after a chance encounter, Yu Fei seemed to be poisoned, addicted, in order to have more time with this grandfather and grandson, he even started a "big rebellion" truancy, for which Yu Fei was asked by the teacher to take his parents for the first time, and also suffered from his parents' fat beating for the first time, but he repeatedly did not change.

To the embarrassment of the teachers, Yu Fei's grades are still the first in the grade! Later, when parents beat their children, they changed their words: "If you can be the first in all your homework like Yu Fei, let alone skipping class, you will turn the world upside down, and Lao Tzu will not care about you." ”

Yu Fei did not defend the girl's questioning, but took out the cotton mat under his buttocks and put it beside him and slapped it twice.

The girl sat down on the mat obediently. Yu Fei's body temperature was still left on the cotton pad, which was warm.

He stretched out his right hand again, and in his hands were two pieces of baked bread wrapped in oiled paper, still steaming. It turned out that he was holding his hands not because he was afraid of the cold, but to prevent the baked cakes in his hands from becoming cold and hard.

The girl took it in surprise, opened the oil paper and took a bite with satisfaction, her lips and teeth were fragrant. She handed one of them to Yu Fei: "Brother, you can eat it too." ”

Yu Fei swallowed his saliva quietly, shook his head and said, "I ate it, I'm not hungry." Xiaojin, you can eat. Yu Fei's family is not wealthy, and the pocket money he gives him every day is only enough to buy two baked cakes at noon, but he is reluctant to eat a mouthful, so he gives it all to the girl.

The old man put away the fishing rod and sighed in his heart, Xiao Jin is obviously his granddaughter, but his feelings for himself are probably not as good as half of Feifei. But speaking of which, this Yu Fei is also a freak, in just three years, he actually mastered what he had learned in the past few decades!

Compared to him, he, a genius known as a once-in-a-century genius, is simply a scumbag! If it weren't for the fact that this kid was in trouble and couldn't resolve it, he really wanted to pass on the wrench of the master of the free door to him. Let it all depend on his creation!

What Yu Fei didn't know was that what he had read in the past three years was not the old books that the old man had collected from walking the streets and alleys, but the peerless classics accumulated for thousands of years in the Langhuan Pavilion of Xiaoyaomen! Others couldn't ask for it, but he easily got it unconsciously.

Seeing the old man walking on the embankment, Yu Fei raised the book in his hand again and asked, "Old man, what does this sentence mean?" Why can't I see it? ”

The old man was also stunned, it stands to reason that Yu Fei can be regarded as a successful learner, and there are even things he can't understand, the old man took the book and looked at it, and his hair was all open! It turned out that Yu Fei watched "Hug Puzi Inner Chapter"!

Hug Puzi is also Ge Hong, is the eighth generation of Xiaoyaomen master, known as Ge Xian, "Hug Puzi Inner Chapter" is his life experience, and its most important part is the art in the room. The "Inner Chapter of Bao Puzi" that circulated in the world is a forgery by later generations, mixed with the Confucian Compendium and common teachings, and has become nondescript.

The real "Hug Puzi Inner Chapter" has been hidden in the Langhuan Pavilion of Xiaoyaomen. Because Yu Fei was still young and not suitable for reading this book, the old man hid this book in a secret place, but he didn't expect it to be found by Yu Fei, and he looked like he was almost finished reading it, but he was limited to experience, and he didn't know much about the records in the book.

Thinking that Yu Fei had just teamed up with Xiao Jin, who was less than eight years old, to study the secret technique in the room, the old man couldn't help but be angry and funny, but he couldn't help but feel guilty about it.

The old man confiscated the book directly and said, "Don't read it again." ”

Although Yu Fei didn't know much about the content of the book, he also knew that the Tao was not a glorious thing, so he gave up. But Xiao Jin said unrelentingly: "Bad grandpa bullied my brother, Xiao Jin ignored you today." As he spoke, he turned his face away, ignoring the two sesame seeds that were still on the corner of his mouth.

In this regard, the old man could only smile bitterly. But then the old man's face changed, and he saw that Yu Feiyin Hall's evil qi was gathering and there were faint signs of an early eruption!

He knew that the Tao was because Yu Fei unconsciously practiced the legacy of Xiaoyaomen, which was equivalent to artificially advancing his numerology, so that the calamity had a tendency to advance.

This is extremely unfavorable for Fei, after all, mentally speaking, Yu Fei is still a ten-year-old child, his ability to bear is too fragile, if he crosses the catastrophe at this time, I am afraid that his life will be ruined!

After pondering for a long time, the old man finally made a decision. He stretched out his hand and gently patted the back of Yu Fei's head three times, Yu Fei only felt three shocks in his head, and then his eyes fell on the cotton pad.

Although it was only lightly patted three times, it made the old man's face pale! These three times are equivalent to giving Yu Fei three layers of seals, and forcibly let Yu Fei's memory enter the state of turtle breath, although it is still running and accumulating in the subconscious, but the sealing of the memory can still delay the speed of the convergence of evil qi, which can be regarded as a kind of protection for him. If it weren't for the caster's self-solution or major changes, Yu Fei would have lost this memory forever, which can be regarded as both pros and cons.

However, even so, this experience still invisibly raises the level of calamity, if the child is not able to survive in the end...... That's what he should have been to blame.

Xiaojin saw Yu Fei fainting to the ground, and her intuition told her that it was her grandfather's hands and feet, so she stood up and slapped the old man while crying, "You are not allowed to bully your brother, you are not allowed to bully your brother......"

The old man gently pinched the back of Xiao Jin's neck and made her fall asleep. The old man picked up Xiaojin, sighed, and said to himself: "It's time to leave, let's see you again in the future." He took out a jade cicada and hung it around Fei's neck.

Xiao Jin in his sleep, his little face leaned on the old man's shoulder, tears were stained, and he was infinitely aggrieved.

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