"Oh, Da Niu, do you know him?" Lao Dao turned around and looked at Da Niu suspiciously.

Da Niu nodded: "His name is Xu Gang, he is from our town, why did he die here?" "Thinking that this place is so dangerous, Xu Gang is weak and weak, and he must have died there.

Suddenly, Da Niu's face turned pale, his eyes were round, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and pointed to the front, "That... That... The ......" was speechless.

Lao Dao hurriedly turned around, only to see that the bamboo forest, which was still full of vitality, was withering and yellowing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"This ......" Lao Dao was also shocked by what he saw.

In a moment, the whole green bamboo became the same as other places, yellow and decadent.

"Hah...... Ah~~~" The young man lying on the stone platform suddenly sat up, yawned, and stretched.

"Wow, the corpse~~~" The big cow suddenly screamed, got up and turned around and ran, leaving a trail of water on the ground.

"Big bull, danger!" Lao Dao stretched out his hand, but he didn't hold him, and the big cow hugged his head and ran quickly. Lao Dao stepped on the direction and chased out of the thunder array bamboo forest, but there was no figure of the big bull for a long time.

"Huh......" Lao Dao suddenly found that there was no previous lightning and thunder in the forest, could it be that the thunderstorm was broken......

An idea immediately flashed in Lao Dao's mind, it must be because of him! Hurriedly turned back.

"Old Daoist, who are you? What is this place and why am I here? The young man's voice was slightly immature, his face was delicate but his face was yellow, his body was slender but slightly thin, his clothes were tattered, he stepped on a pair of straw sandals, and held a salvia.

Lao Dao looked the young man up and down, stroked his beard and said, "Young man, don't you know what's wrong?" ”

The young man touched the top of his head, tried to recall what happened before, and said with a blank face: "I was in the forest by the river, just picked a salvia, a gust of wind blew, suddenly felt dizzy, I don't know what happened behind, it seems to have a dream, but I can't remember the things in the dream, and I woke up and found it here!" ”

Lao Dao nodded, walked around the young man several times, grabbed his hand and checked the pulse, and found that there was nothing abnormal, but he had already concluded in his heart that the appearance of Fuxi's innate gossip reversal array, this young man must be inseparable.

"You're waiting here for the poor road!" Lao Dao commanded, then used light body skills, jumped to the top of the bamboo forest to observe, and then went down to the ground and turned around the small bamboo forest several times, except for finding that this place was the eye of the big array, he did not find any abnormality.

The sky was getting dark, and the young man shouted to Lao Dao: "Old Daoist, it's getting dark, let's go out quickly, my father is injured, and he is still waiting for me to take the medicine back." ”

Lao Dao returned to the young man's side, nodded, and led him back along the way he came, along the way, all the formations failed, and this place completely turned into an ordinary bamboo forest.

"What the hell happened to him in the woods?" The old man couldn't stop looking at the young man behind him.

As soon as he came out of the forest, the young man knew the way, thanked the old man, and ran in the direction of the town in a hurry.

The old man looked at his back and pondered for a moment, shook his head, let's follow and see the situation first! He followed the direction of the boy.

……

"Dad, I'm back, I've found the medicine to induce salvia, and the child will decoct you right away!" The boy opened the door, bypassed the wall, and shouted to his father's room, which was unusually quiet, maybe his father was resting.

The boy didn't think much about it, took the salvia into the kitchen, took out the medicine bag in the kitchen cabinet, poured it into the medicine pot, washed it all, sliced it, and put it into the medicine.

After the medicine was decoctioned, the boy cautiously walked towards his father's room

"Dad, the medicine is ready." There was a hint of joy in the voice.

The boy pushed the door lightly and entered.

"Bang~~~"

The medicine bowl slammed to the ground, and brown juice spilled everywhere.

"Dad~~~" The boy shouted and threw himself on the side of the bed. I saw that on the bed, my father's face was pale and motionless, and the dark red blood stains on the bed and on the mattress were all dry, and my eyes hurt.

The boy trembled and put his hand under his father's nose. "Ah~~" The young man couldn't control his emotions anymore, he looked up to the sky and shouted, his eyes were quickly drowned in tears, he knelt on the bed, hugged his father's body, and cried bitterly!

"Little brother, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn!"

"Go away! ~"The young man's neck was bruised, his eyes were red, and he roared at Lao Dao with all his strength!

At this moment, the sun, moon and stars seemed to be still because of the grief of the young man.

The sky was overcast, and it seemed that the boy's grief was also felt, and a gentle drizzle began.

Lao Dao quietly looked at the young man from the side, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know how long it took, the young man slowly came to his senses, and saw that Lao Dao was standing by the bed and did not leave, with words in his mouth, and he was spending time for his father.

The boy gently put his father on the bed and lay down, "Dao Chief, I'm sorry, I"

"I know, no need to explain, you're a good boy!" The young man interrupted by the old way, and continued the movement of his hand. The boy raised his hand to wipe his tears, returned to the kitchen to bring hot water, found a set of semi-new clothes from the wardrobe that his father was usually reluctant to wear, and began to wash his father's body. At this time, he suddenly found that his father had a few unfinished words in his hand: "Don't take revenge......"

The young man's eyes were red, his teeth were bitten and squeaked, his snort became heavier and heavier, his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, and he could faintly see the white bone knots. A little fierceness slowly appeared on his face, but now he had to bear with it.

"Hiss~~~Hey~~~~" The boy took a few deep breaths before calming down.

Suddenly, he knelt in front of Lao Dao.

"Young man, what are you?" Lao Dao stood up and said.

"Old Daoist, the boy's surname is Xu, his name is Gang, the double Xu, the Gang of Tiangang Beidou, I want to ask the Taoist to help my father choose a good cemetery and do the law, can you owe the money first, and I will definitely pay you back later." After speaking, Xu Gang kowtowed to Lao Dao, bang, the sound entered his ears, and after a few strokes, his forehead broke and bled out.

"Hurry up, you don't have to be like this, your father's funeral, Poor Dao will help you do it, you don't need money~~~" Seeing this, Lao Dao hurriedly helped Xu Gang up, and his heart was full of unbearable.

The raindrops of beans hit the ground, splashing crystal water, Xu Gang knelt in the rain, looked at a middle-aged man in the shop and cried: "Uncle Wang, please, you can sell me a coffin, otherwise how will my father be buried......"

"Go away, go away, do you want me to explain it? You ominous person, a mountain of bamboo has been dried up by you, as soon as you come back, your father is dead again, stay away from me, hum, early in the morning, just open the door and meet you, really *** bad luck! The middle-aged man was about to close the door after speaking.

"I don't know why the bamboo is yellow, I was in a coma at the time, I don't know anything......" Xu Gang looked up at the sky and shouted, "God, why do you want to do this to me?" "The tears on my face have been mixed with the rain, and I can't tell the difference.

"What Da Niu said is really true, go back, close the door, don't let him in, it's too evil!" The crowd watching the excitement from a distance heard Xu Gang himself admit that he was indeed in the bamboo forest when the bamboo leaves withered, and he was convinced of what the big cow said when he came back last night, and quickly retreated back to his home and closed the door, so as not to get into bad luck.

"Uncle Zhang, open the door, my father helped you so much before his death, you can help my father with the aftermath!" Xu Gang came to the door of a person's house again in the heavy rain, kneeling and kowtowing while shouting.

Looking at the lonely figure walking alone in the rain from afar, kneeling and begging for a morning, in exchange for countless closed teenagers, Lao Dao sighed softly, looked at the closed doors around him, shook his head, and turned to leave.