Chapter 25, back to the fairy cave

Although the master was not by my side during the Chinese New Year, I did not fall behind in the practice, especially after encountering Grandpa Chen's corpse, I realized more and more that I was too weak.

I got up early to practice and meditated at night, and I didn't relax at all. I'm thirteen years old, and I don't have a clear plan or concept for the future. But I know that the path I will take in the future will definitely be an extraordinary one.

At first, the two dogs and a few of them got up early with great interest, and my family practiced with me, and when the freshness passed, they couldn't hide one by one.

Ergouzi said: "Fengzi, what are you doing to abuse yourself like this?" ”

I smiled and replied, "I have masochistic tendencies, did you know the day before?" ”

In fact, I have a lot of energy in my bones, and I have the strength to get ahead. I want my dad to be less hard in the future.

Because of my background, our family is almost untouched in the village, for fear that if we get close to my family, it will cause trouble.

Later, I was a little older, and the situation was a little better, but the aunts in the village were not very willing to let their babies play with me, and the two dogs and several of them were also convinced by my force...

This time about the Chen family's grandfather, I was also sulking. Now when the people in the village see my father, they have to give a thumbs up and praise, "Lao Ling, your family is really capable..."

I finally raised my eyebrows and straightened my back...

On the eighteenth day of the first month, after the Lantern Festival, the breath of the Spring Festival gradually dispersed, and I only wore a piece of underwear in the winter, and I was practicing in the courtyard, practicing Luohan boxing.

After finishing the fight, he put his hands into fists at his side, exhaled slowly, and after the breath was even, he raised his hand to wipe his sweat and shouted to my dad: "Dad, is breakfast ready?" I'm starving..."

As the saying goes, half the size of the child, eat the poor old man.

My dad poked his head out of the kitchen, "Right away." ”

I took advantage of this time to quickly make a basin of water, wiped my body, arched my arms from time to time, and looked at my biceps with great satisfaction.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came in, "What show?" Just your thin little body, what's so good-looking? ”

As soon as I turned around, I saw the master propped up on the door frame with one hand, double ** fork, very handsome posing, showing a row of white teeth.

"Master, why are you here?" I asked happily.

The master touched his bald head and asked, "Listen to what you mean by this kid, do you want me to come?" ”

I'm a little speechless, I don't want to talk to the master, anyway, no matter whether I win or lose, in the end, the worst must be me. Who made him a master and I am an apprentice?

"Dad, my master is here. You add a la carte. I shouted at the kitchen.

My dad hurriedly greeted me, told me to take care of the master, and then went into the kitchen to get busy.

The master looked at me and frowned, patted his head, and suddenly realized, "Why do I feel that something is missing?" Where's your monkey cub? Ran away? ”

I replied a little speechlessly: "The Buddha palm is good with me, we are brothers, so it won't run away." Early in the morning, I ran to the mountains and went to the wilderness. ”

The master sighed and muttered, "It turns out that I have thought about it, so I abandoned you?" ”

I didn't bother to argue with him, so I changed the subject and asked, "Master, if people don't have a soul after death, why can a corpse still hurt people?" ”

The master thought for a while and said, "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and you can't explain it clearly just by being a teacher with half a word." It's just that people die like lamps going out, and souls have to go to the underworld no matter what. If you don't enter the underworld, you are either too obsessed and don't want to enter reincarnation. Either that, it's interference. Throughout the ages, there have been many people who practice evil arts with ghosts. ”

I nodded. When he looked up, he met the master's little eyes, "What?" Got something? ”

So I told the story of the Chen family's grandfather from beginning to end. As the words fell, the master rushed to me in a flash, ripped off my clothes, and only a faint scratch was left in the place where the Chen family's grandfather had scratched before, and there was a faint black around the wound.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shudder on the head, "You kid, why are you so strong?" ”

I covered my head and sighed: "Why am I so strong, if I don't want to find a way to cure Grandpa Chen's body, it will be the people in the village who will suffer." ”

The master sighed and said, "You kid is good enough, not bad..."

Then he took out a jade-colored porcelain vase from his arms, and as soon as he opened the lid, there was a strong fragrance of flowers. The master carefully sprinkled some of my wound and smoothed it with his hands.

I've been afraid of itching since I was a child, and I feel a little uncomfortable being touched, and I can't help but want to hide, but this medicine is magical, and it is cold when I wipe it on the wound, and the original hot burning sensation is gone in an instant.

The master took the porcelain vase into his arms in distress, and muttered: "You kid is also lucky, and you have picked up a life." You must know that this corpse poison is untouchable to ordinary people. You're so good that you've been caught bleeding. Not becoming a monster that has lost your mind is also your creation. ”

I straightened my clothes and asked with some fear, "Master, I'm okay now..."

As I spoke, there was a squeak outside, and a black shadow rushed into my arms, I touched the Buddha's palm, and said, "Where are you running to play again?" ”

Seeing the master, the Buddha stood on the table and waved at the master very cleverly.

The master knocked on the melon seeds and said with great satisfaction: "You monkey cub still have some conscience..."

After doing the work, the Buddha's palm stretched out his little furry hand and yelled at the master.

I couldn't stand up with a smile next to me, and I couldn't understand the meaning of the Buddha's palm.

A few days ago, the two dogs led the Buddha's palm to pay New Year's greetings, as long as they were exchanged, they would exchange for melon seeds, peanuts, candy and so on. This lap was very fruitful, and the monkey cub tasted the benefits, so he made a gesture when he saw someone, and then asked for a gift.

The old master's face turned red, and he didn't want to be given an army by a monkey. Reaching out and pulling out a glass pinball-sized bead from his bosom, the bead was red all over, and when he took it out, it seemed that the temperature of the whole room had risen a little.

Seeing that it was a good thing, the Buddha palm hurriedly took it in his hand, and then sent it to me, and I also kept the other things.

I don't know what it is, but what the master gave me must not be ordinary. So he took the thread and threaded it. Hanging around the neck of the Buddha's palm.

The Buddha palm seemed to be tired of playing, and he fell asleep on my lap without eating.

After breakfast, the master will take me back to the fairy cave.

My dad hesitated for a long time before he spoke, "Master, why don't you finish lunch before leaving." ”

The master looked at me, then at my dad and nodded, "Okay then." I don't know when I'll see you next time. ”

Parting is sad, and this lunch is not tasteless. When my father sent me out the door, he found that there was a large group of people at the door, and it was the Chen family's aunt standing at the front.

In that scene, although there were no red flags, gongs and drums, and firecrackers, it also made my eyes red.

Everyone took something from home, more or less, and stuffed it into my arms. Although it is not a precious thing, it has the most simple affection.