"Your grandma has a leg, she is sick, dare to hit me?"

Sour Lao Xi's hand holding the copper coin was clasped on the table, and he turned his head angrily, scolding in his mouth. He thought it was white-haired, because there was no one else in this room but him. But after seeing the person standing behind him, the whole person was dumbfounded.

"Smack"

Another slap: "You uneducated turtle grandson, Lao Tzu asked you to pay attention to cultivation and pay attention to cultivation, why are you still squirting feces all over your mouth, ah, can you be a handsome boy like Lao Tzu?" The person who spoke, wearing a small melon-skin hat, wore a long gown, full of patches, and the oil stains on the cuffs made the clothes into raincoats, not to mention the appearance, and the two willow beards were weasel essences.

"Master, didn't I bury you, why did you cheat the corpse?" Sour Lao Xi burst into tears instantly, threw himself into the man's arms, and cried out.

"You are like this, let the old man pour his stomach, get out of the way, how old are the people, the people who are about to enter the ground, are they disgusting?" The person who came was very fierce, but he didn't push it, perhaps, his strength was used to control the face that was about to cry.

"Master, in front of you, I am a child." An old man over 100 years old should have said such a thing, but at this moment, under his heartfelt sad tone, it seemed so touching.

"You can pull it down, you're still a child, do you want Lao Tzu to pull off your clothes and feed you?" The person who came scolded and raised his hand to gently push away the sour old west.

Looking at each other again, the sour old man was smiling like a flower with tears in his eyes: "Old guy, you don't have a good line, let me have quality, you won't have a painful face." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked upstairs, he was afraid of waking up Bai Mao.

"Don't look, you sleep like a pig, you can't hear. Sit down, have limited time as a teacher, and leave after a few words with you. ”

The one who came is indeed the master of Sour Laoxi, that is, the master of Niu Struggle. However, even Sour Laoxi, who is accustomed to seeing demons and monsters, can't believe the arrival of his own master, because there is a very important reason, that is, after the death of the masters of the Jiyan Sect in the past dynasties, they have no soul, that is, they have completely disappeared from the Three Realms.

"Master, you 。。。。。。" No matter how Sour Lao Xi looks at his master, he feels strange, because the old man is completely a living person, not a ghost, not a god, and not an illusion.

"Don't ask, you'll understand when you're dead. Boy, your apprentice taught well! ”

"Master, don't bury me, just scold whatever you want, it's not that you haven't scolded, and you make the apprentices scared." A centenarian looks like a child at the moment.

"I'm not talking back, you really taught well, how old is my apprentice?"

Seeing that his master was not joking, it was even more strange, and replied honestly: "I am twenty years and seventy-three days old this year, what's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong? The young man who is only twenty years old, so much, dare to do it with that big white cat, if it weren't for the protection of his ancestors, he would have died a long time ago, and that kid shouldn't take it seriously. Within a few days, the design slaughtered the demon Jiao, not to mention what the background of the demon Jiao was, and not to say whether it was more reasonable to change the way, the important thing is that in order to slaughter people's families, he stole the luck of a city of people, in vain, don't say it's our two masters, which fairy have you ever seen dare to do that. That's it, do you know what that kid said at Mochizuki Peak? In front of those four brothers, it is a scolding to be open-mouthed, and in front of the black dragon who is clearly revenge, he directly scolds his mother, and even the Buddha and Bodhisattva dare to count down. ”

"I know you're going to scold me, Master, didn't you say that there are no taboos, aren't your disciples alive and well, show your face more, I'm quite proud anyway."

"I didn't say you taught badly, I mean you taught too well, my grandson is only twenty this year, twenty, when you were twenty, you still followed Lao Tzu to steal other people's chickens to eat."

Sour Lao Xi was a little confused, and he didn't understand what the master was trying to express: "Then what do you mean?" ”

"Hey, twenty years old, in front of you and me, he is really a child. Children should do children's things, to play, to play, to go to the red dust. It's good for you to see that the person who taught your apprentice is only twenty years old, and he looks down on life and death like an old man in his seventies and eighties. He doesn't care about his life at every turn, and he is really willing. If it hadn't been for the ancestors who had come forward to invite the Bodhisattva today, he would have died there. Being killed by that black dragon is considered to be strong, but when facing another young talent from our Daomen, he didn't fight back, waiting for his life, if it weren't for the protection of your little friend's name Shaoyi Monk, I think he would have died. ”

"Huh? Is there such a thing? Who dares to kill my apprentice, I will fight this old life and he will not finish. When Sour Lao Xi heard this, he stood up, his face full of anger.

"Sit down!"

"Oh!" When Sour Laoxi heard the roar of his master, he immediately sat down obediently, and also understood what his master meant, and said: "Master, when the apprentice went to the Tianshan Mountains to eliminate demons, I don't know if I can come back, you protected me until I was forty-two years old before leaving, I remember how much you blocked for me, and you remember it." I, on the other hand, could only bring him to the age of eighteen. The demon can't be eliminated, but I'm really going to die, and he's alone. Where is it so easy to learn art, you said that if you teach a half-hanger, won't you die faster, it's better not to teach. Anyway, people just live a breath, let him have backbone, dare to fight, even if he is an ordinary person, he can be a man who stands up to the sky, right? Moreover, he has the reincarnation spirit of a star official on his body, and he doesn't dare to do anything to him. ”

"Good apprentice, I've suffered you, for the teacher to understand. But some people are destined not to be ordinary, and he is. But everyone has to do something at a certain age, otherwise something will go wrong. Do you know why your apprentice didn't fight back when he faced his peers, because of the guilt accumulated in his heart, the self-blame for his incompetence, and the inferiority complex when he saw that young talent. Death and life are not big, but life and death are equally precious, he did the first one, but the latter point is the key. If you block your life casually, sooner or later you will really die, is it worth it? There is no doubt that the hexagram you just broke is true, if it goes on like this, your apprentice will die in your head, which is why I am coming. How many years has the sect been inherited, to be honest, this is the first time. ”

"Master, please advise."

"It's a good thing that my good grandson is not afraid of death, but his fear of death is because he never really lived. Only if you really go in the red dust, and then jump out of the red dust, if you are not afraid of death at that time, you are the real hero, and now, you can only be regarded as a reckless man. The old man took you to visit the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, took you to steal chickens and dogs, took you to rob the rich and help the poor, and did all the good and bad things, for what, in order to let your heart go from nothing to something, and then from nothing to nothing, from nothing is the responsibility of being a master, and from being to nothing is your own understanding. Do you really think that the star monarch in him threw himself on him for revenge? ”

"Isn't it?" Sour Lao Xi was surprised.

"Of course not, use your own brain to think about it, for thousands of years, has there been such an aggrieved star monarch for him? is clearly here to take revenge, but he can't take away his body, but he has to protect his enemy. ”

"Well, yes, there's a point. So why exactly? ”

"It doesn't matter what it is, what matters is that let my grandson go out, break through the red dust, and live the life he should live at his age. Let me make it clear to you, his appearance has an important mission. In this era, there will be saints, and saints will be born, do you know what will happen? ”

"Demons are everywhere, and the avenue is covered with dust. Because the saint can be a god, the demon will use various means to deceive the saint to ask for the seal, and then the demon is not a demon, the god is not a god, and the world will be in chaos. Sour Lao Xi said.

"You know, my good disciple is going to clear the universe for that saint. To do big things, there must be a big pattern, without experience and knowledge, how can there be a big pattern? ”

Sour Lao Xi thought for a while, and finally understood: "The apprentice understands." ”

"Know how?"

"Yes."

"That's good, apprentice, as a teacher, it's time to go."

"Master, I don't know what happened to the inferior disciples, who founded the Jiyan Sect, why was he able to invite the Bodhisattva from the Buddha Kingdom to rescue my apprentice?"

"Look down, look down, look down, see?" The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground and said leisurely.

Sour Lao Xi pondered for a moment, couldn't figure it out, and replied casually: "I can't see it." ”

Unexpectedly, the old man laughed, and his smile revealed a bitter taste: "It's right if you can't see it, apprentice, I don't want to see you early, live well." ”

After saying that, the person disappeared out of thin air.

"Master。。。。。。 You're good to go. The sour old man wept and whispered, he was old enough to see his loved ones, and he was very happy in addition to his sadness.

After the master left, Sour Lao Xi sat in a daze until dawn, thinking about the master's words and the mystery left by the master. I understood the words, but that fan is still a mystery after all.

(End of chapter)