Li Si picked up the hoe, touched the sweat stains on his head, looked at the green rice in his field, and smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum on his wrinkled face.

Fortunately, the ancestors left him a piece of fertile land, although it is not big, but at least it can feed the family. Thinking of the yellow-faced mother-in-law at home, Li Si snorted lightly, and regretted how he married this tigress, he could have found a better mother-in-law on his own terms, but he blamed himself for not holding back, he was young and vigorous, and was tempted by this mother-in-law, and directly cooked raw rice and cooked rice, but now he can only suffer from this nest of gas.

"But at least it's better than Yiming's kid, it's a pity that his sister is so beautiful, and she turns out to be a sick ghost, otherwise it won't be a problem to marry a rich family."

Thinking of Yiming's sister, the corners of Li Si's mouth couldn't help but drool, if it weren't for Youming, a guy who didn't want to die, he might have been tainted by the ruffians in the village.

Although he is just an outcast, Yiming's bloodiness still makes Li Si a little admired. Shaking his head, he shook off these unrealistic ideas and walked slowly into the township.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake faintly, although the sound was not loud, but Li Si's ears were different from ordinary people since he was a child, and he looked back......

Bang dang!

The hoe fell to the ground, pale, and as he ran back, he cried out, "Oh no! The big worm is coming, the big worm in the mountains is coming to the village, everyone come quickly! ”

……

Xu Le sat on the back of the white tiger, it stands to reason that it would be very uncomfortable to sit without a saddle on the tiger's back, but there is a recessed place on the back of the white tiger, and the place to sit is extremely comfortable, it is simply a natural mount. Thinking of this, Xu Le patted the white tiger's head as a reward.

"I'll call you Shaohao in the future." Shao Hao is the Western god in ancient Chinese mythology, in charge of the world's killing, in mythology one of the four holy beasts of the white tiger belongs to the West, belongs to gold, is both an expectation and an encouragement, after all, as his Xu Le's mount, if it is a waste in the future, he doesn't mind changing a mount, anyway, there are countless rare beasts in the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

The white tiger was very satisfied with the name of the master, and roared excitedly, which shocked the Ming who led the way in front of him into a cold sweat. This is the law of the jungle in nature, and it is natural for the weak to surrender to the strong, so when the white tiger is weaker than Xu Le, he will not have any rebellious heart.

Yiming looked at Qingquan Town in front of him, and couldn't wait to ask the immortal to cure his sister, as long as the immortal could agree, even if he was a cow or a horse, he agreed.

After all, he is a relative of his sister, and the purpose of his life is to be able to let his sister grow up safely.

However, it was still too early for him to be sure whether the immortal would agree or not, so he could only try his best to show his worth.

As soon as his ears moved, he heard the sound of a symphony of iron, and at the same time looked into the distance, the fire was flickering, and it seemed that something big had happened.

Finally walked to the entrance of Qingquan Town, and as soon as he saw that there were many villagers standing densely at the entrance of the village, his face was full of uneasiness.

Seeing the white tiger approaching, the villagers took up arms and pointed at the white tiger under Xu Le, and a frightened scream rang out in the crowd, and the crowd began to riot. At this time, the villagers also saw Yi Ming standing in front of the white tiger.

I wanted to find officers and soldiers to come, but those soldiers felt that they were lying, and they didn't care about their lives or deaths.

In the crowd, a yellow-faced man in a linen coat stood up, his eyes turned sly, looking very obscene, and he scolded at Yiming: "Okay, you boy, you dare to bring a big worm to the village, I think the villagers treat you well on weekdays, you actually take revenge, you should have beaten you to death as soon as possible, and sold your sister to the kiln." ”

This yellow-faced man's name is Sanshun, and he is a pariah like Yiming, but he is idle on weekdays, stealing chickens and touching dogs, and his sister who teased Yiming before was beaten by Yiming and held a grudge, but he could only bury his hatred in his heart if he couldn't beat Yiming.

At this time, the crowd was talking about each other.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so ruthless, and I gave him a piece of clothing that my little treasure didn't want before."

"What are you doing, I also gave him a bowl of rice, now that I think about it, I might as well feed it to the dog."

"It's really a person who knows his face but doesn't know his heart, a child who looks at him well on weekdays is like a poisonous scorpion."

Hearing the discussion of the villagers, Yiming's face suddenly turned pale, and he defended loudly: "This white tiger is a mount that the immortals have subdued, and there are immortals sitting on it, and you will disturb the immortals like this." After speaking, he glanced at Xu Le on the tiger's back with some concern.

But what disappointed him, Xu Le seemed to be asleep, and did not get up to respond to the villagers' questions.

Sanshun saw Yiming talking nonsense, seized the opportunity, counted the new hatred and old hatred together, and continued to ridicule: "You little beast is not only ruthless, but also has a bad brain, how can an immortal come to our remote village, and with your ability, at most find a fake Taoist." Guys, let's beat this guy to death first, and then we'll deal with this big worm. ”

The other villagers were a little moved, although the tiger was terrifying, but the village also had the experience of fighting tigers, and they were not too afraid. So he picked up shovels, hoes, and other farm tools, and slowly surrounded them.

Yiming glanced back a little anxiously, only to see Xu Le, who seemed to be asleep,

The White Tiger watched the farce playfully, it didn't like this guy, so it wasn't ready to help, because the owner only called him a mount and didn't ask him to help the kid.

Seeing that the immortals and the white tiger were not ready to make a move, Yi Ming forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, forcibly stopped the villagers who still wanted to continue to step forward, and roared: "If you disturb the immortals, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!" ”

But everyone just sneered, with a disdainful smile on their faces, and while guarding against the white tiger not far away, they slowly surrounded Yiming.

Yiming looked hopeless, hugged the basket tightly, looked nervously at the villagers like wolves, and inevitably sighed in his heart, not knowing whether it was loss or regret.

Sanshun picked up the hoe and looked at this enemy who had beaten him in the past, his heart was full of joy, and the strength in his hand seemed to be a little more, and he smashed it hard towards Yiming's head. It's not fake at all, it's going to be smashed, and it must be a miserable phenomenon of brain cracking.

"Fun and fun! Some people even say that poor Taoism is a false Taoist, but you must know that disaster comes from the mouth! ”

On the back of the tiger, a figure sat up, and a galloping fire dragon flew out, covering Sanshun, who was about to kill him.

Wailing, the flames made for an eerie scene, clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.

Sanshun, who was struggling in the flames, screamed hoarsely and frightened the villagers on the side to retreat again and again, threw down the weapons in his hands, and fell to his knees. And Yiming looked at this power of life and death, and his eyes were full of longing.

It didn't take long for the flames to dissipate, and a pitch-black charred corpse fell at Yiming's feet, and the stench emitted made Yiming can't help but cover his nose.

At this time, Xu Le stepped down in the void, as if an invisible staircase was supporting him under his feet. Surrounded by lightning and flames, it was as if the gods had descended to earth.

The surrounding villagers saw this miraculous sign, and hurriedly knelt down and shouted: "Immortals forgive their sins!" ”

Xu Le glanced at the group of ignorant mountain people lying on the ground, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and then said to Yiming: "Take me to your house." ”

"Obey the laws of the immortals."

Yiming learned the plot that he secretly went to the stage to watch before, and learned to compliment Xu Le in a similar way, and he glanced at the villagers on the ground triumphantly with a young heart, and the previous resentment seemed to have completely dissipated, and his self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and he continued to lead the way for the immortals.

Long after Xu Le and his party left, a hardcover man suddenly spoke: "Can we get up now?" ”

"It should be okay, the immortals are broad-minded and won't care about us mountain people. But Yiming, this kid is lucky, he is on the list of immortals and has won the fairy fate. Maybe he will become an immortal in the future, speaking of which, he seemed to be very interested in my family's Qi'er before, if we can be together, my family can also get some immortal fate. ”

"Just that girl in your family, with fat shoulders and a round waist, and she still wants to be looked at, it's really a fool's dream."

"This kid is really lucky."

Everyone talked about it, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and hurriedly walked, wanting to tell his wife and children the shocking news.

That night, the whole village and town knew a shocking news.

Immortals! Descended to the mortal world, and also came to Qingquan Town!