One day in the middle and late seventh month of the lunar calendar, on a barren mountain in a county southwest of Zhao City, a row of torches shuttled on the mountain road like a swimming dragon, and the swaying firelight added a strange and tense atmosphere to this dark night.

"Aunt Zhang, throw the child away."

At the top of the mountain, under a towering tree, a dozen people with torches surrounded a plain woman with a baby in her arms and a coyote dog. They were all staring at the women with fierce expressions at the moment. The earth dog may have wanted to bite people to protect the lord before, but was kicked and broken by a villager, and at this moment he can only bare his teeth and scare everyone.

Aunt Zhang Liuyu knelt on the ground and begged with tears: "Please let my son go, those are all coincidences......"

"If you let your son go, who will let us go?"

"Sixth aunt, you can't be too selfish in this matter, don't you see that your son was born in the middle of July, and it's only been a few days since he was born, how many people have died in the village?"

"That's what the village chief said! You see, even the powerful goddess was scared to death for your son's delivery, and if I want to say that this guy is a seed in the underworld, if you don't throw him, sooner or later you will find a catastrophe for the village! ”

"If you don't throw it away, don't blame us for being polite and bury your mother and wife alive in this old mountain!"

The villagers stared at Aunt Zhang Liu with red eyes, and everyone was murderous at the moment.

In their opinion, it is no wonder that they have done this. Zhu Ba, a villager in their Zhujia Village, got a child a few days ago, but since the child was born, Zhujia Village has never been at peace.

The child's face was bloody, and when he was born, he looked very terrible, and the midwife was scared to death on the spot, her eyes stared out of her sockets, with a thick look of horror, and she seemed to be dead.

However, this is just the beginning.

In the next two days, two more people died in the village, one who went to a neighboring village to steal things fell into a well and drowned, and another was hit by a car and died in a robbery on the way. At this time, the villagers panicked, thinking that Zhu Ba's son brought the disaster, so they broke into Zhu Ba's house and forced Zhu Ba and his wife to throw the child away.

Zhu Ba Lao came to have a son, of course he didn't want to, and Zhu Ba's wife was even more unwilling, seeing that her husband couldn't stop everyone alone, she hurriedly slipped away from the back door to the barren mountain with the child in her arms.

Subsequently, the villagers, led by the village chief, also chased them to the barren mountain.

Aunt Zhang Liu, holding the child, looked at all the villagers with a miserable expression, she knew that this group of people would not let go of their mother and son tonight......

Suddenly, she slammed into the tree behind her.

The villagers dodged one after another, and with a bang, Aunt Zhang Liu hit the tree, her head was on the tree, and the child in her hand rolled under the tree.

The bold villager approached cautiously, and when he looked down, Zhu Bazi's face was drenched with his mother's blood, and he was sucking the blood.

The villagers standing in front of Zhu Ba's wife only felt the chill permeating their whole bodies, and they were directly frozen, and they couldn't walk at all.

Click.

Zhu Ba's wife slowly raised her head and made a sound of bones rubbing. When the villagers saw the appearance of Zhu Ba's wife, their hairs stood on end, their expressions were frightened, and their eyes turned into copper bells, but they couldn't scream.

Zhu Ba's wife had blood flowing from her eyes, nose and mouth, and she grinned at the villagers, and blood dripped from her mouth onto her son's face......

Where have the villagers seen such a battle, their souls are frightened.

Zhu Ba's wife lowered her head, and the villagers finally screamed, rolling and screaming and running away.

Zhu Ba's wife looked at her son, tied the swaddling clothes to the coyote dog, and muttered: "Son, they say you are a disaster star, and they want you to die...... You were born to me in October, and I can't let them kill you. Lao Huang, you have been in our house for fifteen years, and now, I ask you to take the child away and find a family that can adopt him. ”

After speaking, he patted the earth dog. The earth dog whimpered a few times, staggered to his feet, and his injured hind leg almost lost its strength, and stumbled for a moment, but finally stood still.

"Child, you must live a long life!" After Zhu Ba's wife finished speaking, she hit her head on the tree again, this time her head broke and blood splattered, and her body fell to the ground softly.

On the other side, Zhu Ba set fire to the house, and he couldn't get out of the house.

The people of Zhujia Village desperately put out the fire, the fire was extinguished, and Zhu Ba was also burned to black charcoal.

On the mountain, Zhu Ba's son was lying in swaddling clothes, and the swaddling clothes were carried on the mountain road by the earth dogs. The child's eyes look at the night sky without blinking......

Whew!

The mountain wind howled, and a baby and a dog gradually disappeared into the night.

Eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye.

There is a Phoenix Mountain in Nanjiang City, Jiangnan Province, and there is a Taoist temple on the Phoenix Mountain. Two figures sat cross-legged on the open ground in front of the Taoist temple, spitting out and cultivating.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest with his hair scattered next to him suddenly spoke: "Su Ming, for the teacher, I watched the stars last night, and the ghost golden sheep star fell, and the limit for the teacher is approaching." You have been with the teacher for eighteen years, and you have learned all the skills of the teacher, and when the teacher dies, you will go down the mountain to seek refuge with my nephew Su Bowen. ”

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest took out a piece of paper and a stack of dirty change and put it in Su Ming's hand.

Su Ming kicked the money and note into his pocket, and asked with a smile: "Old man, last night you peeked at the little widow taking a bath, and today you said that the deadline is approaching, and you will be punished." ”

The old Taoist was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You little bastard, you didn't peek at the village flower Xiaofang." ”

Su Ming pursed his lips, "This is different. ”

"What's the difference?"

"I peeked at Xiaofang and swore in front of Master Sanqing, and Master Sanqing didn't stop him, indicating that he agreed with my approach, and you ...... I think you're in retribution. ”

The old Taoist priest listened to Su Ming's words, and his mouth was crooked, and he swore in front of the ancestor of Sanqing, is this afraid that the ancestor will not know that they are going to peep?

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly: "Go to the Taoist temple and bring the pipe for the teacher." ”

"Okay."

Su Ming's eyes rolled, turning into a gust of wind and burrowing into the Taoist temple. The old Taoist priest waited left and right at the door, and without waiting for Su Ming to come out, he got up and went in.

I saw a few big words on the ground with tobacco, 'Master, the apprentice is gone, you better take a few puffs of cigarettes and spend more time calculating how you can be reincarnated into a big family after you die.' ’

The old Taoist was so angry that his head was dizzy and he almost fell down.

Halfway up Phoenix Mountain, Su Ming stood in front of a grave that was neither high nor low. In front of the grave, a stone tablet was erected, and on the stone tablet there were several crooked and twisted big characters: 'Tomb of Rhubarb. ’

Su Ming looked at the grave and sighed lightly: "Rhubarb, if you hadn't carried me on dozens of miles of mountain roads, I would have died in Huangquan a long time ago." It's a pity that you're old, and I don't have time to repay you for saving your life. ”

"Old Ma Zhitu, if you are still alive, you should also remember the way home, and I don't know where your parents are, whether they are still alive."

Su Ming took out a stick of incense, rubbed the long incense with his palm, and the smoke floated up. He put a long incense stick in front of Rhubarb's tomb and respectfully bowed to Rhubarb.

"Rhubarb, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you later."

After speaking, Su Ming turned around and walked towards the bottom of Phoenix Mountain.