Following.

The morning sun is shining, and the dew on the branches and leaves is dripping, reflecting the sunlight. Like a small sun, the bright sunshine brings a little warmth and vitality to the vast quiet and cold pastoral house.

Creak!

The gate of the pastoral mansion is open, and the more than ten acres of land in front of the door are still deserted and empty, and Dao Mu feels that countless eyes are focused on it.

Walking out into the streets, the cold shops, whether they are open or closed, cannot hide the eyes that hide in the dark. Dao Mu walked into the street in front of the Mufu as if nothing happened, and soon approached the bustling area.

At this intersection, a shabby "horse" banner swayed against the alley wind. The oil and gas are mixed with the flavors of soy milk and tofu, as well as the rich sweet aroma of brown sugar water and the rancid smell of the bucket.

A bald old man with quick hands and feet to prepare food for guests. An old woman, bent over her waist, served food to the same old guests.

Elderly guests, don't be in a hurry to take this hot mouthful, let the couple slow down, safety first. The boss and the guests, back and forth, talked and laughed, but the old couple did not slow down.

The stinging and cheerful singing of oil can't hide the laughter of the guests. The streets and alleys where people come and go, bustling and noisy, contrast with each other.

It's a childhood smell that you can see, smell, and touch. Dao Mu finally couldn't help it, stopped suddenly, and turned to the busy stall.

"Grandpa Ma, give me ten bowls of sweet tofu flowers, ten sesame sugar packets, ten smiles, and ten sugar and oil baba. ”

People only feel that this sound is a little familiar, less crisp and loud, and more rich and magnetic. With curiosity, I followed the prestige, and I was immediately stunned.

The air was suddenly quiet.

The situation that Dao Mu was most worried about still happened, and then said, "If your second elder is not free, forget it, if you are still busy, help me pack it." ”

"Komaki?" an old man stood up in the crowd, a little incredulous, "Everyone thinks you're dead." ”

"Come, come, come......" The old grandmother next to the old man beckoned to Daomu, her goosebump-like hands, full of wrinkles and old age spots, "Come and show grandma, it seems that she is much taller and has lost a lot of weight." His voice trembled like his hands, but it made Dao Mu feel more cordial.

"We old guys, standing in the coffin with both feet, will choke at any time, not as many taboos as those low-mouthed mediocre people. Grandma dumps the leftovers into the bucket.

Put down the dishes and chopsticks, wash your hands with hot water, wipe your hands clean, and pull the stunned Michimu into his seat. "These old guys here have not experienced anything, not to mention that there are no taboos, but they are also very clear. ”

As she spoke, Grandma's old hands like dead wood, like powerful eagle claws, firmly pressed the Dao Mu who struggled to get up firmly on the seat.

The old lady who waved to Daomu was sitting opposite Daomu. The old man next to her sat down slowly, his cloudy eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at Dao Mu, but there was light, "We are not afraid, you have brought us a lot of trouble, maybe you are touching your blessings." ”

Since Daomu and Li Xiaopang were sensible, the two often sneaked here to eat and drink. At that time, I heard Grandpa Ma say that there were never any children in his stall, let alone young people.

The addition of Dao Mu and Li Xiaopang, two living treasures, added a lot of joy to them.

Most of the grandparents here are in pairs, and they are all old acquaintances. But they never told Dao Mu and Li Xiaopang their names.

"It's good that the grandparents weren't invited to my house, otherwise they would ......" Dao Mu looked at a group of familiar old faces, and felt uncomfortable, after all, he almost killed them.

"Death is just a formality. For many, it's just the beginning of another life. Grandma Cow served Daomu's favorite sesame candy buns and sweet tofu flowers first.

The sweet tofu flowers are chilled and cold. The sesame candy bun is just out of the cage, and the hot air hits the face. Grandpa Ma and Grandma Niu still remember their preferences, this small detail made Dao Mu very warm, and his face was finally bright.

"That's right! You have a pretty white face, you should smile like this! Only by smiling like this can you look beautiful and charming, and charm thousands of girls. Grandma Niu saw Daomu smiling, she happily rubbed Daomu's head, her face also smiled, a mouthful of neat white teeth, and her smile was so sincere that it was moving.

"Crying all day long, making us old guys die. An old man smiled weirdly, holding a bowl of soy milk in both hands, steaming like white flocculents.

The old grandmother next to the old man immediately grabbed the old man's ear, turned it around two and a half times, and scolded and scolded, "Get out of the calf!

The pain made the old man grin his teeth, begging for mercy again and again, and half of the soy milk in his hand was spilled, which made everyone laugh non-stop.

It is also a novelty, such a warm scene, but the alley wind is more and more cold and ruthless. The blowing made pedestrians passing by outside the alley shrunk their necks, hunched their waists, and shivered.

Dao Mu didn't notice this detail, the scene in front of him was the same as before, the grandparents were no different from him, the arc of his grin had reached the limit, and Dao Mu, who was already quiet and didn't like to make trouble, didn't feel that the old people were chattering and noisy.

Perhaps, if you have lost it, you will know how to cherish it.

"Eat, eat, eat, you eat! Don't look at us, just let us take a good look at you." The old grandmother opposite Dao Mu pushed the sesame candy packet closer to Dao Mu, just picked it up and fed it directly to Dao Mu, and said with pity, "Seven years, but in the blink of an eye, it forced you to look like this." ”

Dao Mu picked up a sesame candy packet, stuffed it whole into his mouth, and chewed it heavily. The rich fragrance of sesame seeds and the sweetness of sugar blend with each other, and happiness and satisfaction arise spontaneously.

"It's still the same. When the old people saw this, they laughed again.

Dao Mu and Li Xiaopang compete with each other to win or lose, take a bite of a sesame candy bag, and drink the sweet tofu flower in one gulp, which is vivid.

"Child, what have you been through in the past seven years?" Grandpa Ma personally brought Dao Mu a smile that had just been fried out of the pot, as well as sugar and oil baba. "We old guys are all deliberately looking for your whereabouts. Compared to the more naughty chubby, you are the least reassuring. ”

While eating, Dao Mu told the old people about his experience in the past seven years, and he did not exaggerate, but downplayed the dangerous and shocking.

As Daomu continued to go deeper, the old people laughed less, interjected less, and even forgot to eat breakfast, listening carefully to Daomu's account of their experiences.

The people in the alley didn't notice it, and the alley was terrifyingly windy. All the passers-by subconsciously hid themselves in their clothes, secretly cursed the "evil door", bowed their heads and shrank away, and hurried by.

The old people listened and thought at the same time, and listened too fascinated. After Dao Mu finished speaking, they were still pondering, and their faces were not without surprise.

"The matter of Muxing Town has already spread, everyone knows it, what are your plans......" Grandma Niu broke the silence and immediately attracted the attention of all the old people.

Dao Mu swallowed the sugar and oil poop in his mouth, keenly feeling the hot gaze of the old people, "Talk...... I hope to negotiate with the people below. ”

"Then your ......" The old man opposite Daomu was very curious, but before he finished speaking, the old man's mouth was open, and he was interrupted by the grandmother, "You old boy look at the time, it's time to go out and run errands." ”

The old man was stunned when he heard this, raised his hand and pinched his fingers, paused, and said with a wry smile, "The time is slightly over, I really have to go." As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the hemp rope at his feet, picked up the flat pole, comforted Daomu a few words, and then said goodbye to everyone.

The old woman opposite Dao Mu patted Dao Mu's hand, but she didn't speak, everything was silent. Then he got up tremblingly, and with the old man, he helped each other and staggered away.

After the departure of the two, the old people remembered that they still had things to do, and the atmosphere became delicate. Seeing that they were so old and still going out to work, Daomu couldn't bear it, so he asked them all to move to the pastoral mansion to live.

The old people laughed and excused themselves, they just couldn't be idle, and it had nothing to do with the hardships of life.

After a lifetime of hard work, people are still idle when they get old. Always squatting at home, physically and mentally uncomfortable. For them, having something to do is more fun than anything else.

The old people began to ask Mu about the details of some things, and Dao Mu had no choice but to answer his deliberately bland plot, but he also tried to talk about things as if they were the difficulties encountered in daily life, sparse and ordinary.

As time passed, the old people, under the reminder of Grandpa Ma and Grandma Ma, left in pairs with hemp rope and flat poles. Then a few old grandfathers left alone.

At this time, the wind in the alley has weakened, no longer cold, no longer cold. But the stall was deserted, leaving only Dao Mu and Grandpa Ma, as well as Grandma Niu.

"Xiao Mu, grandma hopes you can understand that life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky. While cleaning up the messy garbage, Grandma Niu turned her head to talk to Dao Mu, and said seriously, "Your idea is right, we support you to find a way to negotiate with the people below." I hope you don't go astray because of impulse. Not only will it harm your relatives and friends, but it will also harm yourself......"

"Hmm. Dao Mu nodded, reassuring the two elders and helping them close the stall together.

After closing the stall, Daomu walked out of the alley. Suddenly such a big living person appeared, which frightened passers-by. Dao Mu ignored them, saluted the two people in the alley, blessed them, and said goodbye.

"Neurotic!" the frightened men, frowning and scolding, before turning away.

Sharp-eyed people immediately found out that this pastor, isn't it that pastor?

"He's really a Dao Mu? Doesn't he say that Dao Mu can't cultivate?"

"Dao Mu didn't die, and he still has the face to come back?"

"Is he a sword robe or a pastoral robe? It doesn't look like a Taoist robe. ”

"The Blood-Eyed Plague God is back, and the Immortal Fiefdom may be in great trouble......"

Dao Mu walked on the road, feeling as if he was back in the scene after the tragedy of the Mufu Mansion. Pedestrians on the road, or sympathy, or mockery, or disgust, pointing and chattering.

When I was a child, I didn't experience anything serious, so I couldn't stand this situation and let Li Xiaopang let himself escape. Now, Dao Mu calmly accepts all the emotions of these people, and even hates abuse and slander.