The sky had completely darkened, and there was no trace of the car in his eyes, and Nian'an couldn't help but feel a little lonely. A cool breeze hit, and the thinly clothed Nian An wrapped his neckline, although he may not be able to help with anything, but thinking of Uncle Wang's injury and the people who had gathered at the right time, he still ran to the center of the town eagerly.

The moonlight is sprinkled, and there are few people on the old gravel road, and the hustle and bustle of the town is no longer the same. Seeing a familiar face occasionally, Nian An wanted to go up to ask about the people in the town, but the man hurriedly avoided him as if he had seen a monster. Sighing, Nian An didn't shout after all, buried his head, and continued to walk towards Uncle Wang's house.

The lights fell, and from behind a closed dilapidated wooden door, there was a sound of sobbing of a woman and the cries of a baby. Nian An's face was depressed, and he stood in front of the door, looking a little at a loss. I don't know if it was because the cold of the moonlit night caused the injuries in the body, or the slightly noisy sound beating on the young heart, Nian'an's eyes were slightly red, and his body trembled unconsciously. Time passed, and the baby's cry had disappeared, but Nian An finally mustered up the courage, raised his thin arm, and gently knocked on the wooden door three times.

After a while, only a creak was heard, and the wooden door gradually opened, and a woman with a haggard face and a broken oil lamp came out. The candlelight flickered faintly, and the woman held up the oil lamp and shone it, and saw Nian An standing quietly outside the door. Before Nian'an could open her mouth, the woman's face immediately turned gloomy, and she snorted softly, turned around and was about to walk into the house.

Seeing this, Nian An didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the wooden door, and said anxiously: "Aunt Wang, I, I just want to see Uncle Wang, is he okay?"

"Do you dare to mention my man?!" When the middle-aged woman heard this, as if she was a tiger that had been touched on the buttocks, she covered the wooden door behind her with her backhand, and shouted with a look of resentment: "Do you know, you are a disaster star, and whoever treats you well will be unlucky! Aunt Zhao next door gave you a chicken, and all the domestic animals were taken away by Wong Tai Sin that night, and Li Laohan fell from the house just after he finished it in order to help you repair the roof, and his legs are still limping. Xueqing's parents are like this, and so are my men, you, you're a demon, woo woo woo ......"

"I ......" Nian An saw the middle-aged woman crying silently, squatting down weakly, wanting to step forward to comfort, but she didn't know where to speak. I could only hang my head silently, look at my feet with a guilty face, and be silent.

The middle-aged woman raised her head, glanced at Nian An resentfully, and continued to choke into the air: "God, my man has always done good deeds, is honest and honest, and has never done a bad thing. Why, why did I encounter such a disaster, I lost an arm in vain, and I am still unconscious. It's hard for me and my two-and-a-half-year-old child, how can I live in the future, woo woo woo woo ......"

The mournful cry echoed in the deserted town, and the baby's cry and one or two violent coughs were heard in the house, and the middle-aged woman stopped crying, got up and said coldly: "You go, don't let me see you again." With that, he ignored Nian An, walked into the wooden house alone, and closed the door.

A sudden thunder flashed in the sky, and a steady drizzle fell in the silent autumn night, Nian An's face was pale, but he still stood in place with his head down. The clenched hands trembled even more intensely, and I don't know if it was tears or rain and dew, and drops of muddy water quietly slipped down Nian'an's face. Unconsciously, he showed a bleak smile, looking at the wooden house in front of him, which had turned off the lights, Nian An bowed deeply, and then turned around and dragged his tired body and staggered towards home.

The cold night in the autumn rain is even darker, and there is not a single candlelight in the jagged bungalows, only the hazy moonlight sprinkles down, illuminating the rugged stone path. Nian An dragged back home with a muddy body, and his lips, which were not bloody, had already turned a little purple. In a drowsiness, he subconsciously shouted Qing'er, but in response to Nian'an, it was the sound of water dripping from the thin linen clothes.

Nian An leaned against the wall, smiled bitterly, endured the pain caused by the cold poison attack, took out the jade bottle with difficulty, and held the Zhu Yu inside in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, a warm current entered Nian'an's body, which calmed down a trembling Nian'an a little. He lit the oil lamp, took off his soaked coat, wiped his hair that had fallen off, and curled up on the wooden bed. I was so tired, looking at the faint candlelight in front of me, feeling the warmth brought by Zhu Yu on my chest, Nian An fell asleep unconsciously.

In the empty wooden house, the candlelight flickered, and suddenly, the jade pendant on Nian'an's chest lit up with a golden light on its own. Immediately afterwards, the Zhu Yu in his hand suddenly turned into several dazzling red lights, and disappeared into the jade pendant. In a daze, Nian An was in a dream, as if he had entered a dark world.

"Where is this? Is anyone there?" Nian An stood still, shouting in the darkness at a loss.

"Hahahaha, the old man's spirit has finally recovered a little, and he can communicate your stinky boy's thoughts. In other words, you are too angry, how many years have you been, you really haven't grown at all, but you are in a hurry to die of the old man. ”

Nian An heard the voice and hurriedly looked around, but it was still pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

"What a stupid human, the old man is at your feet!"

Nian An lowered his head and saw a small dog with golden hair, wagging its tail and looking at him with disdain. Nian An was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back, and asked in disbelief, "Were you talking just now?"

"Nonsense! Is there anyone else here besides you and me?" the puppy heard this, and gave Nian'an a humane look.

Nian An was even more surprised when he saw his mouth spitting out human words, and muttered on the side: "In this world, how can even dogs speak human words, this is definitely not true, it must be a dream." As he spoke, Nian An rubbed his eyes and raised his hand to pinch himself.

"Fart! the old man is a mythical beast Pixiu, you are a dog, your whole family is a dog!" I saw the golden puppy jump up hard, opened his mouth and bit Nian'an's finger, and shouted heavily, "Woo, you don't believe it, don't pinch yourself, let the old man help you!"

Although the scene in front of him was incredible, Nian An could clearly feel the slightest pain from his fingers, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, but he had to accept the facts. calmed down a little, Nian An raised his hand and shook it, but the puppy's mouth still bit his finger desperately. No matter how hard Nian An tried, he couldn't get rid of the puppy's bite, and a strange scene appeared, a young man in sackcloth, with a golden puppy hanging on his finger, kept turning his arms and drawing circles, looking ridiculous.

Nian An sighed, and said to the puppy a little helplessly: "Okay, I apologize for the recklessness just now, and I also believe that everything here is true, you can let go of my finger first, let's talk about it?"

"Hmm, you promise you won't call the old man and the puppy again?"

"I promise. ”

Although the puppy looked a little suspicious, he still let go of his mouth and landed firmly at Nian'an's feet. Seeing this, Nian An moved his fingers, sat down with his head crossed, looked at the puppy in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "Why are you here, you look like you, forehead...... And he speaks, and what the hell is this place, and how did I end up here?"

When the puppy heard Nian An's series of questions, he raised his head unhurriedly, and replied arrogantly: "The old man's name is Ruitian, which is a lineage of the ancient divine beast Pixiu, and you can also call the old man Rui." ”

Looking at the way Ruitian spoke, Nian An was speechless for a while, obviously he was a puppy, and he had to say that he was a divine beast Pixiu. But Nian An only secretly slandered himself, and listened quietly on the surface, he didn't want to be bitten by this puppy anymore.

After Ruitian introduced himself, he scratched his head unconsciously, and continued: "It's not that Lord Ben will speak, just use secret methods to communicate with you, and this is the internal space of the Soul Suppression Jade, that is, the jade pendant that has been hanging on your chest, although the physical body is still in the outside world, but you are now here with your own soul." As for how you got here, hehe, of course, it was Lord Ben himself who guided your spirit into it. ”

Nian An listened, what kind of body and soul are still in the clouds. But I don't have time to ask carefully, I have already planned, it is the end of September, and from tomorrow, I will resign from my job in the tavern and go to the martial arts hall in the neighboring town to learn some kung fu. In the meantime, inquire again to see if there are any immortal families recruiting disciples, and strive to enter the door, which can be regarded as the first step. I just wanted to get out of here quickly, and then Nian An nodded, and then asked, "Okay Ruitian, then do you have anything to do, if it's okay, let me go back." ”

Thinking that Nian An would be speechless in surprise, Rui Tian, who was beaming with pride, looked at Nian An incredulously, and said in surprise: "Why are you so calm? Do you know how many people under you begged to see me today, but now that the old man is in front of you, you are in a hurry to go back?"

When Nian An heard this, he helplessly held his forehead, why did this dog talk to the senior who took Qing'er in a tone, if you don't make it clear, who knows what you are doing. muttered a few words in his heart, tried to maintain his apparent calmness, and said a little impatiently: "So what, I just want to go back early now, what if I delay getting up early tomorrow, and the shopkeeper doesn't give me my monthly salary." ”

Ruitian looked at Nian An with a serious face, and asked a little depressedly: "Boy, do you want to live like this for the rest of your life?"

"Of course not. Nian An shook his head, remembering his promise to Qing'er, and said firmly: "I want to exercise hard, if only I had the opportunity to worship in an immortal place like Lin Qing Academy, like the town guard, and be an immortal who calls for wind and rain." ”