Leng Xingyun stayed in that town for a year, and still didn't understand the local dialect. It's not that he's stupid and can't learn, it's that no one teaches him.

For example, he saw a steamed bun seller, but at that time he was not sure if it was a steamed bun.

Because the buns of the steppe tribes in Bujin are all roasted, not steamed, and the color, shape and taste are different.

But when he saw that it was big, it had stuffing in it, and it should be a bun, but he didn't know what people here called it.

He asked the seller of steamed buns, but they couldn't speak to each other, so he pointed to the buns and continued to ask. The steamed bun seller didn't understand, but when he saw him pointing to the steamed bun, of course he understood that he wanted to buy steamed buns.

No longer wasting saliva, he directly stretched out two fingers, and then pointed to the copper coin he was holding in his hand. That is, two copper coins and one bun.

After that, his experience of buying anything was similar to this. After gradually getting acquainted with the locals, he didn't bother to bother with him even if he knew the language barrier, and directly used gestures to make comparisons.

Gestures, as long as they are standardized, can be used anywhere in any region.

But those simple gestures can only be used to barely piece together information such as clothing, food, housing and transportation, and gestures cannot solve the problem with a little depth.

Gradually, he stopped talking, and over time, he almost forgot that he could speak.

Until a year later, in the winter, he was wrapped in a torn quilt that was thrown out the back door by a rich family and happened to be picked up by him. In the cold storm and snow, huddle under the base of the wall.

And on the wall, there was a notice that he tore off the old and broken one, wrote a new one, and then pasted it up.

Until one afternoon, an old Taoist priest who was proficient in the Five Elements Physiognomy and the elixir passed by. At first glance, the old Taoist priest didn't notice the cold nebula that was huddled in the torn quilt at the root of the wall, and existed like a beggar. Instead, keep an eye on the notice on the wall.

Subsequently, the old Taoist priest actually read out the content of the notice verbatim in standard Bujin Chinese: "In the Xia Leng Nebula, the age of seventeen, comes from the Tekisar tribesmen in the steppe on the border of Bujin country. Because he was kidnapped by robbers, he woke up and found himself alone in the precious land.

Seeing the people and things in the precious land, it is different from the country below, and I don't know what country and place the precious land is? I hope that people who are familiar with Bujin's language and literature can solve their doubts for him, and he will be grateful and bow down again and again! ”

Leng Xingyun came to his senses as soon as he heard this, and he knelt down in front of the old Taoist priest and asked a lot of questions in a row.

The old Taoist priest looked at him and said that if he could trust him, he would go with him.

Leng Xingyun suddenly asked in a panic: "You, you're not going to sell me too, are you?" ”

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he immediately asked him why he said this.

He told the old Taoist priest that half a year ago, a man suddenly brought a bowl of meat to him, and gestured for him to go with that person, and he could eat this bowl of meat.

He happily thought that he was looking for him to work, so he followed the man. The man lured him into the carriage with a bowl of meat, and walked about a hundred and ten miles to another prosperous town.

After getting out of the carriage, the man took him into a place that was very richly decorated and strange.

He didn't know what it was at first, but he saw that the men inside, dressed more seductively than women, were each coquettish, and each one was better than the other.

It occurred to me that I had heard from the tribe that in the prosperous towns of Bujin Country, there were brothels where beautiful girls sold their bodies to make money. But he had never been to the capital, nor had he seen any of those places.

Seeing the scene in front of me, I vaguely felt that this was probably the place where beautiful men sold their bodies. I guessed that I should have been deceived and sold here.

So, he was so frightened that he hurriedly escaped with the little kung fu and brute force from the grassland. But when he ran away, he found that his running speed was unimaginably fast, and he was surprised, and he didn't understand what was going on, let alone have the heart to think about it.

After that, he ran back to the town.

Because he didn't understand the language here, he didn't dare to go anywhere, and he felt that he would feel a little more at ease if he stayed here. After all, it's a habit of being bored.

The old Taoist priest explained to him that he was the master of a certain Taoist temple, and he often went out to travel and collect medicine, and he would come back once or twice a year, and he basically didn't go out when he came back, so he naturally looked at the face. But many old people in this town know him.

So, the old Taoist priest proved to him that there were indeed people who recognized the old Taoist priest, and obviously respected the old Taoist priest very much.

Subsequently, the old Taoist priest repeatedly promised that not only would he never hurt him, but also could solve his doubts, and wanted to accept him as an apprentice.

Leng Xingyun let down his guard and followed the old Taoist priest back to the Taoist temple.

Later, I learned from the old Taoist priest that the Bujin Kingdom had been dead for a hundred years, no more and no less every year.

It is said that it was the new king at that time who killed the previous king and all his descendants and concubines. And the new king was mediocre, which led to the distraction of the people.

In the sixteenth year of the new king's accession to the throne, there was collusion between inside and outside the royal family, and foreign troops were attracted to eliminate Bukin. Moreover, the history and culture of Bujin that have lasted for more than 2,000 years have been written off. Since then, there has been no more cloth gold in the history books.

As for the specific process of Bujin's demise, the old Taoist priest did not know, but only heard that the process was very fast, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to integrate Bujin into a foreign culture.

And he, only when he was a young man, went to the country of Bujin once, and the hospitable citizens of Bujin made him quickly learn the language and various cultures there. Half a year later, the old Taoist priest left Bujin and never went again.

The news of Bujin Country is only known from the letters of an old man of Bujin Country.

And the old Taoist priest, because he is good at collecting medicines, alchemy and health preservation, is already one hundred and twenty-eight years old.

He has no relatives, no wives and concubines and children, and has always confiscated his apprentices. It's just that in recent years, I feel that my body is not as good as a year, and I gradually have the idea of accepting apprentices. But I never found the right person, until I saw the notice on the wall, and I didn't see Leng Xingyun.

Although Leng Xingyun's face was dirty, it did not affect his face. In the art of physiognomy, people who really have the ability to look at the other party's physiognomy and use the five elements of mysticism and experience, rather than looking at whether the other party's face is dirty or not, and whether they look good or not.

Therefore, the old Taoist priest could see that Leng Xingyun had a relationship with him, and judging by Leng Xingyun's physiognomy, he was a person with extraordinary experiences. After Leng Xingyun freshened up and put on the Taoist robe, the old Taoist priest was even more sure that Leng Xingyun was not a thing in the pool.

Leng Xingyun also told him all about his experience, and the old Taoist priest told him that he had attained immortality, and he also had other miraculous things.

Even Leng Xingyun himself didn't know that there was a problem with his blood, but the old Taoist priest broke it and asked him to do an experiment. Drip his blood on a flower, and the flower is instantly corroded.

Dripped on the bird, the bird was instantly corroded into a small pool of blood. His saliva, sweat and urine can make plants wither, but animal poisoning will not die for a while, and there is no antidote.

The old Taoist priest had studied his blood, and he could cure all poisons, but he couldn't cure the poison caused by his own poisonous blood......

After that, Leng Xingyun worshipped him as a teacher convincingly, and learned the language and culture of the Central Plains with him, learning martial arts, collecting medicine, and alchemy......

The old Taoist priest will teach Leng Xingyun without reservation.

It wasn't until twenty years later that the one hundred and forty-eight-year-old Taoist priest told Leng Xingyun when he was dying: "Actually, I have already figured out your true identity, but the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and after thousands of years, you will finally know." At that time, you will gain everything and you will lose everything.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal reincarnation of all living beings in the world. If you can't enter this kind of samsara, you are an existence that is different from the world, and being different means being excluded and destroyed.

But perhaps, when the time comes, someone will accept you as a different being, and you will regain everything, but in the end you will still lose it.

If this kind of reincarnation makes you feel pain and despair, you can escape it by sealing yourself with dust. Perhaps, you can only find peace when you leave this world that is full of unkindness and lack of compassion for you.

Go ahead and experience your life! Hopefully, you will be stronger each time! Only by being strong can you hope to find the answer you want to know. ”

Before taking his last breath, the old Taoist priest handed him a piece of Dark Gold Stone, told him the location of the Demon Valley, and told him that he could only go there after he had enough experience to do so. Maybe there will be information about his origins, or there will be information about cracking immortality.

As for the rest, the old Taoist priest did not say, and passed away peacefully with a smile.

Leng Xingyun dealt with the funeral of the old Taoist priest, and after three years of mourning, he left the Taoist temple to go to the earthly experience.