In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight poured into the streets of Xishui Town, this small blessed land reflected a silver light, dazzling people's eyes.

Behind the bright morning glow, it seems to open an endless blue satin, filling everything in the sky and the earth with emptiness.

"It's time for breakfast."

Humming a little song, I pushed open the door of the white shop, and put the buns, fritters, tofu brain, and scallion pancakes on the table that I had just bought.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Xiao Hei jumped over, smiling and grinning, and he was not polite, grabbing the bun and gobbling it up.

Grunt!

Chen Yao, a seemingly cold girl, finally growled in her stomach after a night of tightness.

She frowned, a little annoyed, how could she make a fool of herself in front of this stupid person?

This girl is so majestic, so handsome, and in his eyes, she is a fairy-like existence among the immortals, so she must be cold and reserved!

Annoyance is chagrin, but the body is still very honest.

Chen Yao grabbed three buns, kept a straight face, and ran away without a trace.

I was a little amused in my heart, so I took two scallion pancakes and walked to the second floor.

Second floor, mother's room.

In that yellowed photo, the mother's figure has disappeared, leaving only a large blank space.

Last night, my mother was gone.

Just because, she has no regrets.

The son survived and married a young and beautiful daughter-in-law, this time, she was really relieved.

I put the scallion pancake on the table and put three sticks of incense on it, although I knew that my mother would never be able to eat my tribute again, and would not even appear again, but I still respectfully kowtowed three times and said, "Mom, it's time for breakfast, your favorite scallion pancake." ”

People in the world are like this, even if they know that there may not be ghosts in this world, they still burn paper money and go to the grave to worship their ancestors.

It's nothing more than a desire for a thought and peace of mind.

I hesitated for a moment and pulled out two new photos from my body.

One is for the father and the other is for the mother.

I stacked the two photos together, put them on the bed, and said with a smile: "Mom, if you see Dad below, remember to take more care of him, he is stubborn, no matter how hard he suffers, he doesn't want to say a word, like a cow ......"

Syllable!

I suddenly realized something, and quickly slapped it on the mouth, feeling remorseful.

My father is now being tortured in hell, and my mother is probably reincarnated even if she doesn't go to heaven.

Still together, doesn't that make my mother go to hell too?

"I said the wrong thing, Mom, Dad is suffering in hell now, and you won't be able to see him anymore, but it doesn't matter, one day, I will return to hell again, even if I kneel down and kowtow, I will ask those bad adults to open up and reduce my father's sentence......"

"After all, no matter how heinous the crime is, there must be a time limit for punishment in hell......"

"Alas, a lifetime, a lifetime is too long......"

As he spoke, tears flowed down his cheeks again.

I quickly wiped my face, squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, new weather, new weather, let's talk here today." ”

When I went downstairs, I went straight to the counter, then crouched down, smashed open a lock that had long since lost its key, smashed it open, and after groping inside, pulled out a yellowed book that had been dusty for a long time.

It's not so much a book as a notepad.

There are only two words on the cover - arrangement.

This is what my father told me yesterday with a special secret method and mental art.

He said very seriously at the time: "My son Ding Butu, even if the spiritual veins are broken and the essence of the body is dispersed, as long as the backbone is not broken, there will never be a real corner...... Those who drink Meng Po soup have straightened their backs on the surface, but in fact they are just bowing their heads to the so-called bullshit rules, asking me to lose my memory like them, forget my son and daughter, forget my wife, Lao Tzu would rather be scattered and suffer the punishment of hell for the rest of my life! ”

I opened a page of the book, which used scribbled handwriting, sketched and painted, and wrote some experiences in the formation, and after reading it for a long time, I couldn't understand it, but I remembered the old man who was lying on his back and had a broken arm, and he often got up in the middle of the night, nervously writing something in this book.

At that time, I hated this behavior very much.

Do you think you wrote it, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and when you have inspiration, you get up and make a note in your notebook, and you don't feel guilty when you make noise to yourself, and you don't feel a little guilty when you wake up early and are still developing in the dark?

Oh yes, sometimes he would get up in the middle of the night to drink, and when he was drunk, he would curse, smirk, talk nonsense like a madman, and say some confused drunken words, such as "retribution", "regret", "sorry"......

At the time, I couldn't understand it, and I was bored, but now I finally understand it, and I want to hear it, but I don't have a chance to hear it again.

I rubbed my head with both hands, and refocused my attention on this cursive script called "Array Formation", thinking in my heart that Ding Butu was not only proficient in the way of drawing talismans during his lifetime, but also made quite achievements in alchemy array, and even reached the 5th realm cultivation himself.

Alas, when you're a son, it's really stressful.

*

At noon, the old and the young of Jiaolong Villa came to Baishipu again.

came with them, as well as Liu Qi.

I don't know if it's because the soul fixing talisman is gradually taking effect, Liu Qi's appearance no longer seems to be as stupid as before, and when he saw me, he nodded at me and smiled brightly.

Flattered, I almost touched the man's head to see if he had a fever, but quickly extinguished the thought.

"Go and stand on the side." Hou Song commanded.

Liu Qi nodded obediently and walked alone into the open space not far away.

"Let's talk?"

Hou Song looked at me and said.

He and I walked into the house, and Cheng Suxin followed.

"Sister, grandpa, hello."

Sitting on the small bamboo bed, the sleepy Xiao Hei quickly stood up and said politely.

The old man smiled and nodded.

The gentle woman smiled, obviously very useful for the title of "sister", and said: "Where did the little sister come from, it's so cute, go, my sister will take you to play." ”

Xiao Hei looked at me, saw me nodding, and suddenly showed a look of joy, and jumped away with the gentle woman.

Hou Song and I sat on the same chair.

Hou Song's fingers tapped on the wooden chair, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was thinking about it and didn't know how to speak.

"If the old gentleman has something to say, you might as well say it directly." I said with a smile.

The old man sighed and said, "Last night, I contacted the people in Jiaolong Villa, saying that I wanted to bring you back to the sect, but ...... Alas, but none of them agreed. ”

I was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Old man, don't bother, I really don't need you to repay the favor." ”

"No, our Jiaolong Villa has never owed a favor to others!"

The old man said solemnly, as if he realized that his tone was a little serious, coughed dryly, and said: "After that, I won a chance for you, as long as you are willing to go to Jiaolong Villa unconditionally and be a handyman for five years, then I can call the shots, let you make an exception to become the outer disciple of the villa, although you still can't practice orthodox body refining techniques, but at least with the signboard of Jiaolong Villa behind you, it will definitely be no problem to have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime." ”

I frowned.

Five-year ......

At that time, I was twenty-five years old, and I had just started out, and I could only be an outer disciple.

And my sister may have become an immortal who is high up and can fly to the sky......

I felt a little lost in my heart, and I didn't answer the old man's question right away.

Knock knock knock!

There was a violent sound on the stairs next to him, and I saw Chen Yao walking up briskly from above, his face full of anger, and said loudly:

"You are a broken dragon villa, there are quite a lot of rules, five years of miscellaneous labor? It's really up to you to think of it, do you repay him, or do you bring you over to suffer? ”

Without waiting for Hou Song to speak, Chen Yao walked up to me, glared at me and said:

"Ding Mian, don't be stupid, really go to Jiaolong Villa as a handyman, five years, your good youth is wasted! Don't worry, people don't want you, I want this girl to take you to heaven? ”