Chen Xiaoyi left the broken temple and embarked on an unknown journey alone. Seeing the Nangu Mountain Range, which was dozens of miles long, he didn't know where to look. He didn't know anything about the Antarctic medical immortal that Lao Dao said, so he asked him to find it. Chen Xiaoyi stood by the Gushui River and was worried for a while, but he didn't have the slightest solution. He didn't want to become a corpse demon, but now he had to resign himself to fate.

Chen Xiaoyi waded through the Gushui River and couldn't walk. He threw himself on the bank of the river, feeling empty and weak in his abdomen, but there was a pinprick pain in his neck. If it weren't for the old Taoist who passed on a wisp of essence, I am afraid that he would have drowned in the river just now. At this time, Chen Xiaoyi was experiencing pain and confusion from his body and mind.

At this moment, it would be nice if the Acropolis was there, Chen Xiaoyi couldn't help but think so. He had been dependent on the Acropolis for seven or eight years, and the relationship between the two had always been very good, and they were like brothers and father and son to each other. On weekdays, the Acropolis loved him in every way and took care of him in everything. Now, Chen Xiaoyi felt that the Acropolis was getting farther and farther away from him.

Thinking about that day, the two of them met on the bank of the Gushui River, which is also very interesting. It was an autumn afternoon, the sun had just set, and the sunset had not yet receded. Chen Xiaoyi didn't get food all day, so he came to the bank of the Gushui River, wanted to drink a few handfuls of river water to fill his stomach, and then returned to the broken temple to rest.

He came to the bank of the river where he frequented, and crouched down, about to pick up the water. At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from upstream. Chen Xiaoyi turned his head to look, only to see a tall and strong boy standing upstream to pee. He peed on the side, holding a big white steamed bun in his mouth, and humming an unknown tune. Although there were three black fingerprints on the steamed bun, Chen Xiaoyi couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva, and his stomach was even more gurgling.

Chen Xiaoyi touched his belly and walked over with his feet disobedient. The older boy probably spotted him, turned his head to look, and still peed. Chen Xiaoyi came closer, and the big boy lifted his pants and showed a very comfortable expression. Chen Xiaoyi stared at the steamed bun blankly, but the big boy turned around and shouted, "Boy, what do you see, I haven't seen an adult pee!" Chen Xiaoyi was drunk by him and took a step back, and said timidly: "No...... I didn't look at you...... Look at the steamed buns. ”

The big boy looked him up and down, and said with a look of disdain: "Stinky boy, my Yushu is three feet in the wind, and I am the first in Guxian Town, and you actually ignore my existence for a steamed bun, it is really eyeless, too visionless!". Chen Xiaoyi touched his belly and said pitifully: "I'm hungry ......."

The big boy was happy when he heard it, and said with a smile: "I'll just say, with my appearance and ability, how can I not compare to a steamed bun, you are hungry, right, call brother, I will reward you with this steamed bun." ”。 When Chen Xiaoyi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the steamed buns, and obediently called: "Brother, ......."

The eldest boy glared at him and said, "Who are you calling, that's it, that's it, for the sake of seeing you call so well, I'll reward you." Then he threw the steamed bun over. Chen Xiaoyi caught it, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. The big boy looked at him and said, "Slow down, no one will rob you, peel off the dirty skin and eat it." ”

Chen Xiaoyi doesn't care so much, he has eaten all the dirtier things, so he still cares about these. After three or two clicks, he stuffed a big white steamed bun into his mouth, and swallowed it vigorously without even caring about chewing. Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to get stuck in the neck. Seeing Chen Xiaoyi pinching his neck, his eyes rolled straight up, the big boy directly gave him a kick and shouted, "Silly boy, don't go drink water soon." ”

Chen Xiaoyi was not confused, so he hurriedly ran to the river and leaned down to drink water. Unexpectedly, the big boy lifted him up again and scolded: "Silly boy, you change places, I have just peed here, I ate my steamed buns, do you still want to drink my pee?", and threw him aside as he spoke.

Chen Xiaoyi was unsteady and rolled into the river. He didn't care about any of this, so he took the water from the river and poured it into his mouth. The steamed bun was moistened by the river and suddenly softened. Chen Xiaoyi poured himself a few more mouthfuls of water and swallowed it with the steamed buns.

After a while, Chen Xiaoyi finally had enough to eat, climbed up from the river and smiled shyly. The older boy walked over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Boy, rest for a while when you're full of food and drink." He pulled him to sit down. Chen Xiaoyi wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he buried his head and made himself like a little ostrich.

The big boy looked at his pitiful appearance, and wanted to scold him, but he couldn't bear it, so he said, "Look at you like this, won't you be a child without a father and a mother?" "I ...... I don't know ......," Chen Xiaoyi replied in a low voice. The big boy sighed and said, "Since you call me brother, you will follow me in the future, and if you have a bite to eat, you won't be hungry." ”

Kindness!

Chen Xiaoyi responded, even if he agreed. The eldest boy leaned over, sat down next to him, and said, "Brother, my name is Acropolis, and I am in the west of the city, are you?" Chen Xiaoyi raised his head, pointed to a dilapidated house not far away, and replied, "I...... My name is Chen Xiaoyi...... I live in the ruined temple over there. ”

Acropolis raised his eyebrows and asked, "I can't see it, you kid dare to live there alone, I heard that it is haunted, have you ever seen a ghost?" Chen Xiaoyi shook his head and said no. Acropolis said excitedly: "I'll just say, this lonely immortal master's territory, which little ghost dares to make trouble, I will live here tonight, you will come with me tomorrow morning, I still have some belongings in the west of the city, pack up, I will move in with you." ”

In the early morning of the second day, Chen Xiaoyi followed the Acropolis to the beggar's nest in the west of the city. The so-called belongings of the Acropolis are actually a rotten mat and a rotten casserole with a missing mouth. Acropolis buckled the casserole to Chen Xiaoyi's head, hugged the mat himself, and shouted while walking: "Brother, my Yushu is three feet in the wind, and I am the first in Guxian Town, I will go to the Guxian Temple in the south of the city, and the Guxian Master will cover me, and I will be happy in my little days!"

Chen Xiaoyi followed behind him, and he couldn't stop laughing. Since then, the two have lived together and lived a life dependent on each other. That year, Chen Xiaoyi was eight years old and Acropolis was twelve years old. Acropolis is four years older, so he takes on the responsibility of a big brother, whether it is asking for food or stealing to rob, he will never let Chen Xiaoyi go hungry, let alone let him suffer the slightest grievance.

Once, in order to protect him, the Acropolis was beaten by several elderly beggars, and his head was broken and bleeding, and he walked in the ruined temple for three days before he woke up. It was that time that Chen Xiaoyi really felt that Acropolis was good to him. The elder brother is like a father, and although Acropolis is not his own brother, he is closer to him than his relatives. Although Chen Xiaoyi had never seen his relatives, he had tasted family affection from the Acropolis.

Now, he was wounded by a corpse demon, and his life and death are unknown. Thinking of the Acropolis at this moment is like the pain of losing a loved one. Chen Xiaoyi didn't know where he got the strength, and suddenly got up from the ground. He lowered his head and walked towards Nangu Mountain step by step. There was only one thought in his heart, that is, to live, and when he was well, he would go back to reunite with the Acropolis.

Chen Xiaoyi didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know where he had gone. It is surrounded by verdant green mountains and forests, and the mountains are shrouded in mist. Some unnamed birds were chirping in the branches, and the chirping seemed to be far away from him, as if in a dream. He walked with his head down, regardless of whether there was a way or not, and when he fell, he got up and went on. He didn't dare to stop, but he was afraid that if he stopped, he would never be able to walk again.

In his left hand, he held a short sword, which Lao Dao had given him. There was a thought hidden in his heart, when he couldn't walk, he would use this short sword to end his life, he didn't want to become a corpse demon. No one could have imagined that a fifteen-year-old boy would have such perseverance.

He walked like this, and the next evening he was almost unable to walk. In the past two days, he has only found two unknown rotten fruits, which are only half an egg in size, and some of them have been eaten by birds. When he ate the fruit, he couldn't taste it anymore, and he didn't know whether it was sour, sweet, bitter or astringent. At night, he did not dare to sleep, even though he was so tired that his eyes could only open a slit. He was afraid that if he slept this time, he would really become a corpse demon after the three-day time limit.

By the third day, he had lost his human form. Along the way, weeds, dead branches, rattans, and thorns cut through his skin, and his flesh and blood were blurred. Chen Xiaoyi was like a headless fly, walking wildly in the mountains. He had no direction, no purpose, but he never stopped, he never fell. At noon he came to the foot of a lonely peak, and as he walked like this, he went up the mountain.

If anyone sees it, they will be shocked. This lonely peak is the territory of the lonely immortal master, and it is said that the top of the mountain is his residence. For thousands of years, people have known that no one can walk into this mountain forest, let alone climb the lonely peak. Even if it is a person who cultivates immortals, he will retreat from the difficulty. There are too many strong people who have fallen here, and the people of the younger generations will no longer dare to risk their lives.

No one could have imagined that a dying beggar would enter the mountain so easily, and it seemed that he would have to climb to the top of the mountain. Chen Xiaoyi's figure gradually disappeared into the clouds, he didn't seem to know that he was climbing the mountain, he just kept moving forward, and then forward. Until he seemed to see several thatched huts in front of him, and there was a man standing in front of them.

When he saw that person, Chen Xiaoyi seemed to have lightning flashing through his heart. Is it the Antarctic Medicine Immortal? He asked in his heart, and quickened his pace. When he came to the front, Chen Xiaoyi was stunned. The man in front of him was wearing a strange mask, the whole mask almost completely covered his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, flashing with a strange light.

This person, could it be the Antarctic medical immortal that the old Tao said?

At this point, he couldn't hold on any longer, he closed his eyes and let his body fall. Before he fell into a coma, he still had a trace of unwillingness in his heart. He knew that he didn't have the strength to kill himself, and that he was about to turn into a corpse demon. The man in front of the thatched hut just watched him fall coldly, and after a long time, he spoke: "Only people without a purpose can climb the Immortal Peak, I waited for a thousand years, and I waited for a beggar, it's ridiculous." ”

The man stared at it for a long time, and then sighed helplessly: "Okay, beggars are beggars, the lonely immortal has always only talked about fate, and I will save your life and finish my task without asking where it comes from." ”。 After that, the man walked over and picked up Chen Xiaoyi, turned around and went back to the thatched house.