"Stinky boy, don't sleep, get up and get some food for Lao Dao."

In a hazy way, Mu Yi felt that his ass had been kicked, and the voice was extremely familiar, but with a hint of unfamiliarity, just as he was not going to pay attention to it and continue to sleep, a consciousness suddenly penetrated his heart, making him suddenly get up.

"Where is this?"

At the moment, he was sleeping under a desk, and he was in too much of a hurry just now, and even touched his head, and at the same time he also saw clearly that the person who kicked him was the old Tao in the depths of his memory.

"You, you're not dead?" Mu Yi lost his voice in shock, and then found that his voice had become immature, and then lowered his head, his small hands and arms almost made him wonder if he was dreaming.

"Bastard, stinky boy, you dare to curse the old way." Then, Mu Yi felt a pain in his head, but he saw the old man blowing his beard and staring at him.

"No, I..." Mu Yi just wanted to explain something, but found that some memories in his mind began to blur, as if there was a force that made him forget all this.

"What am I? Why don't you hurry up and get something to eat? When you are full, Lao Tao will take you to make money. Lao Dao looked at Mu Yi and said.

"Oh."

Mu Yi only felt dizzy in his head, as if something very important had been forgotten by him, and at the same time, some of the original memories surfaced, it has been six years since he was picked up by Lao Dao in the mass grave, he should be twelve years old this year, but unfortunately there is no memory before the age of six, but Lao Dao told him that he was six years old when he picked him up, and now, he has been wandering on the rivers and lakes for six years with Lao Dao.

It can be said that everything he has now is given by Lao Dao, although Lao Dao is often irresponsible, but in Mu Yi's heart, Lao Dao is his closest person, so he was just confused for a while, then got up and walked outside, besides, he didn't know how many times he had done this kind of thing.

At this time, it was already dawn outside, but the weather was a little cold, Mu Yi came all the way to the place where steamed buns were sold, only to touch his pocket and find that the copper money on his body was only enough to buy one steamed bun, and he had forgotten it before.

If you only buy one steamed bun, don't say the old way, he alone is not enough, but now, where can you get money?

"Xiao Hua, hurry up and go away, don't disturb Lao Tzu doing business." Just when Mu Yi hesitated, the boss who sold steamed buns scolded him, and right now, Mu Yi was wearing a shabby little Taoist robe, although he was wearing a Taoist crown, but he was called a small flower, and he was not wronged.

Hearing the boss's words, Mu Yi frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at the other party, but he didn't expect that when he looked at it, he found that the boss had a gray forehead, and he was suddenly taken aback.

"Isn't this bad luck as the old saying goes? It's just how can I see these? Did I open the eyes of heaven? Mu Yi was a little shocked and thought, over the years, he has followed the old way to go south and north, and he doesn't know how much he has done to catch ghosts and go to disasters, just by hearing and seeing, he knows a lot, and the appearance of the other party at the moment is clearly a manifestation of bad luck, fortunately, it is only gray, at most it is just a ruin, but there will not be too much trouble, if it turns red, it is a disaster of blood and light, and black, it is a danger of life.

"Boss, according to Xiaodao, you have been unlucky, and you will be unlucky in a few moments." Mu Yi looked at the owner of the steamed bun shop and said.

"Bastard boy, you dare to curse Lao Tzu." When the boss heard this, he was immediately furious, so he grabbed the stick on the side, and wanted to chase Mu Yi, as soon as he saw this, Mu Yi ran away, he was not a fool, how could he wait there to be beaten? At the same time, I secretly regretted it, I knew that I didn't talk much just now, but now it's good, I can't even buy a steamed bun.

The owner of the steamed bun shop saw that Mu Yi escaped, and did not chase, but scolded and scolded, just when he continued to stay there to sell steamed buns, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves on the street, and then a fast horse galloped past, and the pedestrians on the road avoided it, and the owner of the steamed bun shop also stretched out his head to see, but for some reason, he suddenly tripped under his feet, and the whole person rushed forward, and the large steamer with more than a dozen layers of steamed steamed buns placed next to him was directly pushed down by him, and at this time, the fast horse also came to the front.

"Look for death."

The horse was ridden by a man in the rivers and lakes, barely holding the horse, but he was furious in his heart, especially when he saw that the culprit was not far away, he immediately grabbed the whip hanging in front of him and whipped it on the body of the steamed bun shop owner.

At this time, Mu Yi was already stunned, originally thought that he had just seen it wrong, but he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly, and then look at the other party's appearance, wouldn't it be a fortune breaker? And to add the pain of flesh and skin.

The occurrence of this incident suddenly made Mu Yi not want to leave, he came to the owner of the steamed bun shop unhurriedly and said, "Do you believe in Xiaodao now?" ”

"You..." When the owner of the steamed bun shop saw Mu Yi coming, he was immediately angry, and wanted to teach Mu Yi a lesson, but when he saw Mu Yi glaring slightly, he felt a chill in his heart, and when he thought of what had just happened, he was already scared in his heart.

"This little Taoist leader has just been rude." The owner of the steamed bun shop got up, and said in a crepe manner, the guys in the store were already busy picking up the steamed buns, but he invited Mu Yi into the store, and it didn't take long for Mu Yi to come out with a bag with a smile on his face, which not only had white and big steamed buns, but also got a few taels of silver, as for the price, he drew a disaster charm for the owner of the steamed bun shop, anyway, he has been following the old way for a long time, and he has also learned a lot of these talismans, and he can still be deceived by painting casually.

"Old man, I've opened my eyes." Mu Yi hurriedly returned to the Taoist temple, and shouted when he looked at the old Tao.

"It's all rumors, do you believe it?" Lao Dao said angrily.

"It's true."

Then Mu Yi told what happened in detail, but no matter how Mu Yi swore and cursed, Lao Dao didn't believe it, and even persuaded him in turn, so that Mu Yi had a delusion, was it really my mistake?

And in the next few days, Mu Yi has been wandering with the old way, and has done two more rituals, and earned some silver, but most of them were bought by the old way to drink, these days for Mu Yi, but there is a bit of an impact, he found that there are more and more weird places on his body, such as his eyes can see some things that ordinary people can't see, such as the talisman he drew really has an effect, and when he sleeps at night, he often dreams of some things, such as he has become a master, and he is also a great flag bearer, Another example is that he actually went to the underworld and could fly.

It's just that these dreams are too many and messy, so that he doesn't remember much at all, and in the back, even he feels that he is just dreaming, as for what happened to him, he also told Lao Dao more than once, but every time Lao Dao didn't believe it, so later, Mu Yi could only experience everything silently.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Yi followed the old way on the rivers and lakes for another two years, and in the past two years, the basic law has been done by him, so he has seen more things, and even seen ghosts several times, but Mu Yi has not destroyed them, and always feels that they are strange and pitiful.

Gradually, Mu Yi also accepted the mystery that happened to him, and only occasionally dreamed, in the dream, someone was calling him to wake him up, but every time he really woke up, the things in the dream would be slowly forgotten.

The only thing that worries Mu Yi is that Lao Dao's body is not as good as day by day, until this day the two came to a place called Funiu Town, just stepped here, Mu Yi suddenly felt a very familiar feeling in his heart, but his first thought was Funiu Mountain, it seems that there is a broken Taoist temple on the mountain.

But then, Mu Yi shook his head, this is the first time he has come, how can he know these things?

It's just that I don't know if it's the arrangement of fate, in the end, Mu Yi still came to Funiu Mountain with Lao Dao, because Lao Dao said that the feng shui here is good, even if you die, you have to die here, when looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Taoist temple, Mu Yi was stunned there, no one noticed that a trace of fear flashed in his eyes from time to time, suddenly, Mu Yi had a kind of idea of leaving here, and the farther away the better, but Lao Dao's body couldn't help tossing, he could only stay in the end, but the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, Moreover, his heavenly eye found that the dead qi on Lao Dao's body was getting heavier and heavier, and it was so thick that it could hardly be dissolved.

But in the face of all this, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch, he was desperate to draw talismans, but none of them worked, even the doctor shook his head at this, saying that he couldn't do anything, only Lao Dao seemed to see very openly, and kept pulling Mu Yi to say something he didn't understand.

In the end, Lao Dao is still gone, Mu Yi is like a wooden man, under the control of instinct, he has dealt with everything in Lao Dao, Lao Dao's death is undoubtedly a big blow to him, perhaps because he is too sad, there are more and more memory fragments in his mind, but they can't be connected together, and even whenever he wants to see more clearly, it begins to blur.

A few days passed, Mu Yi didn't know why, suddenly found the copper lamp, stunned, because he caught a memory fragment, which seemed to say that the copper lamp was a treasure, but at the moment, no matter what he did, he couldn't make the copper lamp recognize the owner, and finally in a fit of anger, Mu Yi threw the copper lamp to the ground, and suddenly, the copper lamp cracked and split into two halves, but it was directly broken, and it could no longer be used, which was not the same as the memory at all.

"Perhaps, it's really just a dream."

After seeing this truth, Mu Yi seemed to wake up all of a sudden, the past was like a dream, only the death of the old way, that kind of sadness, could not be dissipated.

That night, Mu Yi fell into a deep sleep in a daze, and suddenly heard a noise outside.