After he was full of wine and food, Mu Ziji lay on the ground without any image, surrounded by the fish bones he had eaten, and the old man was still eating slowly, as if nothing would make him anxious, and the black deer was lying beside the old man and kept guarding the old man.

"My name is Rain, it's Xiaoyu, I gave it the name, and the two of us have been dependent on each other for more than 50 years. The old man put down his hands holding the grilled fish, as if he was full and tired, while Mu Ziji lay on the ground and listened to the old man's story.

"At the beginning, I was the same as you, I fled here in a very embarrassed way, and I felt that it was very good when the injuries of the body were almost adjusted, and it was quite suitable for my character to be alone here without the disturbances of the world, so I decided to retreat here, not to seek a piece of peace in the world, and the light rain also fell down for some reason, at that time it was still very small, so small that it was not much bigger than this lake fish, when I saw it, it was already dying, I brought it back, its willpower was very tenacious and carried it hard, since it recovered, we lived together, ate and slept together, but it was quite comfortable。 ”

Mu Ziji turned his head and looked at the only one complete grilled lake fish left, and complained in his heart that this is not small? Two lake fish can top one of me, but compared to the current size of Xiaoyu, it is very small.

"Do you want to go out?" asked Mu Ziji.

Just when he was grilling the fish, Mu Ziji had already dragged out his own details, because even if he said it, it would not have any effect, people were reluctant to go out after being here for so long, in fact, he said it and let others share it, Mu Ziji also felt very good, and he finally determined that the old man in front of him was not the king of Hades.

"Senior Yu, do you have a way to get out?" Mu Ziji got up with a grunt, ran to the rain with an expectant face, and looked at the latter's face excitedly.

Yu paused, continued to eat the grilled fish and chewed two bites, and slowly spit out two words: "No." ”

"Poof. Mu Ziji was angry, raised his head and fell to the ground fiercely, what is this doing?

"Hahaha..."The rain was amused by Mu Ziji's antics and laughed, the fish meat in his mouth fell out, and the light rain beside him also showed half of his teeth, is it actually laughing.

"But—" said Yu with a look of embarrassment and a little hesitation.

Mu Ziji sat up and threw his eyes at the rain with suspicion, do you still want to lie to me.

"As we all know, when you reach the ninth order of the Avatar Realm, you can float in the air and walk in the air, if you reach this realm, you can naturally go out easily. Yu slowly said the second half of the sentence, completely ignoring the anxious and crazy Mu Ziji.

"As we all know, why don't I know? Isn't the realm of a martial artist capped at the eighth order, and the highest spirit card issued by the Imperial Spirit Pavilion is octagonal. Mu Ziji's eyes widened and he spoke.

In response to him, Yu's three slaps in succession, "Ignorant child, who do you think you are, let you know everything?These are still the simplest common sense, how do you live so big, Oh yes, you have been in the volcano since you were a child, forget forgive your ignorance, oh, take it and take it to look good, remember all the common sense first." ”

Mu Ziji took out an extremely simple book out of nowhere after the rain, with three big characters on the book cover "Shen Fu Zhi", the handwriting looks like it was handwritten by the rain, scribbled but barely understood, fortunately, Mu Ziji learned some simple cultural knowledge under the volcano.

"Senior, this book can't be written by you, right?" Mu Ziji turned two pages, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm, what's wrong with what I wrote, children talk well, my temper is not very good, I don't stop when I don't see blood, Xiaoyu is right. Yufu glared at Mu Ziji, although he was fierce, but at this time, Mu Ziji seemed to have a kind face.

The light rain beside him nodded its little blackhead at the right time.

Isn't this a gang up to bully people, Mu Ziji had no choice but to raise his hands above his head to show weakness.

"That's your room, clean up by yourself, hurry up and finish reading this book, tomorrow Xiaoyu will wake you up, I will guide your practice, anyway, if you have nothing to do, teach and teach you to move your hands and feet." The rain was still eating the grilled fish slowly, and said with one hand to the outermost room.

Mu Ziji stood up, patted the soil, and walked to the house where the rain pointed, just go, so far he can't say a word, this is their territory and a little black alone is not something Mu Ziji can provoke, Xiao Hei is the nickname he gave Xiao Yu, he likes to call it that.

Entering through the middle door, picking up a candle on the desk and lighting it, turning right and going straight, pushing open the three doors, Mu Ziji saw the room that belonged to him in the rain.

There is no imaginary mess, even on the contrary, it is very neat, a bed, a desk is of course the kind of thief is simple, a bookcase, the bookcase is neatly filled with books on three floors, the quality of this bookcase is still good, a bucket stands in the corner of the place, it should be ordinary drinking water, Mu Ziji stepped forward and scooped a scoop of water, croaking into the stomach, how can this taste and the water in the lake.

The hard-working Mu Ziji didn't drink less water in the lake, and he was hungry to death, so he could only drink more water to give his body an illusion and pretend that he was full.

The layout of the room is like this, Mu Ziji moved to the bookcase again, picked up a book and opened two pages, it was still the scribbled font, needless to say, it must have been the senior who had nothing to do and wrote it himself, Mu Ziji was very distressed, why did he write books for more than 50 years The font is still so ugly, is there really no talent at all?

Moving to the window, the rain was still sitting on the stone bench and eating slowly, and the light rain snuggled at his feet.

Returning to the bed by the dim candle flame, Mu Ziji put all his mind into the book "Ups and Downs" that the rain gave him, I have to say, except for the ugly font, I don't have to pick the rest, it describes a lot of martial arts predecessors' cultivation deeds and the history of the rivers and lakes, well, the more I look at it, the more I am fascinated.

Halfway through, Xiao Hei came once, with a wooden box in his mouth, put it on Mu Ziji's bed and turned to leave, really didn't stop at all, didn't even close the door.

Mu Ziji jumped out of bed and closed the door, in fact, it doesn't matter if it is closed or not, after all, there are only the three of them here This has been confirmed by Yu himself, mainly because Mu Ziji is used to resting with the door closed, otherwise there will always be a sense of insecurity.

Hold up the wooden box that Xiao Hei is holding, the shape of the wooden box is still carved in that simple way, whether it is a desk or a bookcase or the box in front of him, I can't bear to look at it at all. When the lid was opened, Mu Ziji was smoked and lost his sense of taste, which was really a bit unacceptable.

Xiao Hei pushed open the door again and walked in, but this time it was a robe in his mouth, and he also put it down and left, making Mu Ziji lose his temper.

Closing the door again, the voice of the rain came from next door, "The one in that box is healing jelly, which has the miraculous effect of repairing the body, change your robe and put on that new one, that is my own hand, I haven't worn it yet, so I'll be cheap for you." ”

It is also not known when he returned to the house.

Mu Ziji put the box aside, opened the folded robe, the style is acceptable, is this color, is the old man gray, and then looked down at the broken robe on his body, and then resolutely changed the gray robe on, well, it fits well.

Pick up the wooden box again, wait for this paste to be made by himself, forget it and try it.

Then he lowered the window and took off his new robe, he didn't want to be seen by others naked, pinched his nose with one hand and smeared some healing cream on his back with the other, hiss, it hurts, the muscles and bones that were not so painful before seemed to be active at this time, and the painful Mu Ziji rolled all over the bed, covering his mouth and not making a sound.

After the brief pain passed, there was a refreshing feeling in the back, and a little cold, as if there was a breeze blowing all the time.

Mu Ziji touched the book next to him, got up and continued to see, the book was quite interesting, and some of the words were not as rigid as the books he had seen before, so he looked at it for two hours, until his eyes were a little astringent, he turned back to his senses, folded the unfinished page, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Father-in-law, he should be anxiously looking for me, I have not sent a message to him for so long, alas, let's go out first, I don't know how long it will take to reach the ninth order of the Honghong, the old man Yu said that he wants to teach me and I don't know if it's true or not, forget it, I'd better be more diligent and strive to get out early. Thinking of this, Mu Ziji fell asleep groggily, and the snoring sounded one after another.

The rain was still in the middle room struggling to write something, and when he heard Mu Ziji's snoring, he was stunned for a while and then laughed at himself, obviously forgetting Mu Ziji's existence.

Xiaoyu walked in with a long wooden box in his mouth, covered with dirt as if it had just been dug out of the buried ground, and the strange thing was that Xiaoyu's mouth was not bitten on the wooden box, but the wooden box was moving with Xiaoyu's pace, more like it floated on its own.