Shi Wei stayed in the forest, pretending to pick up some dry branches, dry firewood, etc., while secretly watching the large group of people fly over the hills. And the five or six people who stayed behind also hid together in the hole where the hunters settled outside the forest. Only then did he relax and continue to collect firewood in the forest. Originally, he had his mother's heavenly silk scarf invisible, but when he remembered that his grandfather talked about the supernatural powers of powerful cultivators, he could not know anything and break nothing, so he untied the scarf and hid it, and collected firewood in the forest in the form of a child in the mortal world. As a result, it was crooked, and it was able to avoid this catastrophe. Shi Bu hid his mother's heavenly silk scarf magic weapon, and then bundled the dry firewood with soft branches, and carried it down the mountain.

There is a small village in the mortal realm six or seven miles down the mountain, and it is almost dusk, and on the winding road, the young and weak figure walks alone. The setting sun stretched its shadow very long. Along the mountain path, the small figure gradually disappeared into the green shadow of the village. Among the squatting guards was a cultivator who was a disciple of the master of the sect surnamed Lu, and one of his eyes was fixed on the lack until he entered the village and disappeared into the village house.

I didn't dare to turn back, so I went straight into the village, found a dilapidated courtyard, gently put down the firewood, and quietly sneaked into the livestock shed. During the night, the wind was strong in the mountains, and dark clouds rose again, followed by heavy rain. The straw shed was precarious, although it did not collapse, but the wind went on all sides, and before the middle of the night, the shed began to rain. When was he so aggrieved, and he had not eaten for a day, he was hungry and hungry, and he huddled by the haystack and cried in a low voice.

"Mommy, Woo, Grandpa, Woo..."

He whispered for his mother to cry for the first time, and for his grandfather to cry for the first time.

"Hey, old man, you hear a child crying outside!"

"Aren't you in the right ear? Where are the children crying in the middle of the night?"

"Why don't you go and take a look. ”

"Sleep, sleep! Tomorrow the rain stops, and I have to repair the grass hut!"

I didn't dare to cry anymore because I didn't hear the people in the room, but I was still sobbing.

The next morning, the sky had not yet cleared, but the rain was much lighter. Insufficient has long been woken up by the cold wind. Quietly walked out of the broken courtyard, wrapped the celestial silk scarf, and went up to the hill in a big circle. He climbed a large tree and looked at the place where the group of cultivators were hiding in the distance, and the cave was full of water, but there was no one. They could not bear the rain and withdrew elsewhere.

Enough to hide in a tree and wait for his mother to come and find him. A day passed, but the mother did not arrive. And the second day passed, but the mother did not come, and on the third day she was not hungry and was too weak to be on the branches. He touched the ragged pocket of his body and took out a bottle of elixir. It was his grandfather's elixir, and his grandfather told him not to dare to eat indiscriminately.

"I think it's edible!, otherwise how could Grandpa give me such a pill to eat!"

While convincing himself, he took out a few dark green pills with a strong medicinal fragrance and sparkling spirit, smelled them, mixed them again, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, he couldn't bear to be hungry, so he raised his hand and swallowed all the seven or eight pills. The medicine actually tastes bitter, but it melts in the mouth. The bitter, bitter, astringent, and slightly spicy Dan juice entered the abdomen, and after a while, a hot and spicy air flow rose straight from the dantian to the head, and then his eyes were dark, unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, but an old cry came from the ear:

"Liu'er! Insufficient! How can this be handled? Wait for you to go, what is the meaning of living alone in the world・・・・・・!

Couldn't he open his eyes, wasn't it his grandfather a dozen feet under the tree? Unconsciously childlike innocence, he screamed:

"Grandpa!"

The old man was taken aback, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one else, thinking that he was hallucinating, so he raised his voice again.

"Grandpa! I'm scaring you!"

When he saw his grandfather crying again, he moved the branches and shouted loudly. When the grandfather saw the branches moving, he flew up to the treetops, but he could not see his grandson, so he exclaimed:

"Insufficient, good boy, don't scare grandpa, come out!"

"Aren't I right here, oh, by the way, it's my mother who gave me this heavenly scarf magic weapon!"

Enough to put away the silk scarf and look at grandpa with a smile. Na Shi Yi hugged the lack and cried loudly.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry!"

"Good boy, grandpa gave you something to eat!"

The old man took out a Dan bottle from the Dharma bag on his body and gave it to the insignificant:

"Eat!

"Grandpa, I don't take pills. I took a few pills of this bottle of elixir and killed me!"

"He Danyao?"

Grandpa was shocked.

"That's it! You won't let me eat it!"

"Ahh

The old man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly grabbed the inadequate hand and put it on the pulse. Half a sound before sighing:

"Strange thing! How many grains do you eat?"

"Seven or eight. ”

"Ahh The cultivation of advanced mana is taken, one pill at a time, and it will take a year and a half to refine. Ordinary people don't say seven or eight grains, even if they take one pill, they will explode and die! This is really a strange thing!"

The old man was skeptical, but after a little contemplation, he suddenly said:

"Let's go! This place is not good for long. ”

So he hugged his grandson and drove the clouds south along the hillside. Twenty or thirty miles away, at the foot of a dirt slope, at a new grave in the pine forest, the old man stopped and disappeared and appeared.

"Liu'er, you died so miserably!"

The old man wept again, and said to the insignificant:

"Insufficient, your mother's soldiers are relieved, kowtow to her and say goodbye!"

"Grandpa, my mother・・・・・・ woo, mom, mom ・・・・・・"

"Insufficient, we will take revenge for this great revenge! Now let's go with grandpa!"

The grandfather and grandson collected their tears and flew towards Guzhou City. It only took a few days to arrive in the north of the city, a town of Fanjia. I don't go to the inn in the town, but I go to an old couple's house to spend the night.

Shi Yi's grandfather and grandson just said to the old couple that the plague in their hometown, the family was mourned, and the little grandson was also suffering from a disease. With nowhere else to go, I came to my relatives and friends, but I have already moved away. The old couple was also kind-hearted and took in Shi Yi's ancestors and grandchildren.

After half a month, Shi Yi's ancestors and grandchildren ate their leisure meals, and they were always unhappy in their hearts, so they asked the old man to introduce something to do. The old man was also refreshed, and came back after going out for half a day and said:

"Seeing that you are a scholar, and you are a lot older, it must be out of your way to do heavy work. It just so happened that Mr. Fang's private school was gone, so why don't you give it a try. ”

"Oh. There are one or two introductions from Lao Lao. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

So the two old men went to the house. The old man of the Fang family is also a person who has read books, and he has a great relationship with Shi Yi, so he invited Shi Yi to be a private school teacher.

Shi Yi didn't dare to use his real name, and went to illness under the pseudonym Shi. The study is the old property of the Fang family, and there are not many houses, but it is enough for Mr. Shi to live and teach the Fang family children. Shi Yi and his grandson moved to a new house in a short time, so they simply cleaned up and moved in. After three or five days, the library was opened. Shi Yi doesn't leave the house, just teaches books to live, and his days are leisurely. It's just that the deficiency sometimes suddenly makes me stupid and stupid. Although Shi Yi has been induced many times, he is still the same as before, without sighing.

After one day of study, Shi Yi called his grandson to come.

"No, how old are you?"

"Grandpa, my grandson is nine years old. ”

"Insufficient, the predecessors and sages have seven-year-old people who are both responsible and can be literate and martial, which is very good. You're nine years old this year, and Grandpa has something to tell you, would you like to hear it?"

"Grandpa, although the grandson is not as good as the great sage, but the grandson is in the mountains, please tell grandpa. ”

"Okay, it's not enough, do you know who my historian is?"

"Cultivating the Immortal Dao, you will get the home of Dafa. ”

"What is the path of cultivating immortals?"

"It's the one who cultivates to be an immortal!"

"Being an immortal! How easy is it to say! My historian is a family of 10,000 years, and there is only one person who has ascended to the upper realm. If you want to cultivate the Immortal Dao, you must be a great wisdom, bravery, and great ninja, and you must have a great opportunity!"

"Grandpa, I'm going to be a great ninja with great wisdom, bravery, and strength. ”

"Yes, no, do you miss your mother very much?"

"Yes, Grandpa. ”

"Insufficient! Your mother gave up her life to save you, and when Grandpa found it, only a soul and a soul had not yet dissipated, and Grandpa used my Shijia's treasure Nine Spirits Divine Box to receive that soul and soul, but he couldn't save your mother and return to the yang. ”

"Grandpa, is that my mother in the box?"

Insufficient asked tearfully.

"Yes! You should practice immortal art diligently, one is to save your mother from difficulties, and then you must protect yourself to continue the bloodline and inheritance of my Shi family! Insufficient, thy father, alas! Pity my son! He, he, he died in battle to save thy mother and me! Thou shalt endure great suffering! Thou shalt endure great pain! Thou shalt be able to do extraordinary things! Rejuvenate my family! Avenge my blood! Grandson, thou shalt thou shalt be hap, thou shalt be burdened by a mountain, thy little shoulders are like mountains, thy poor grandson, thy poor grandson, thy grandson, thy grandson, thy heirs, thou wilt endure unfortunate sorrows, thou wilt endure great pain, thy heirs, thy miserable son, thy heirs, thou hast thou hast done unpunished, thy little shoulders are like mountains, thy little shoulders are like mountains, thy poor grandson, my poor grandson, thee, thy heirs, thou hast thou hast been burdened by a mountain, thy little shoulders are like mountains, thy little grandson, thy poor grandson, thy grandson, thy heirs, thou hast done unfortunate deeds, thy grandson, thy grandson, thy heirs, thou has

Shi Yi couldn't say it, and it was difficult to continue.

"Grandpa, my grandson is willing to learn immortal arts, cultivate Taoism, save my mother, pass on my family learning, and get revenge!"

"Child!...

Shi Yi stroked his insufficient hair and burst into tears.

So the grandparents and grandchildren worked diligently in private study during the day, and studied Taoism and immortal arts late at night. And the old man surnamed Fang was very happy to see that his children and grandchildren were all good at learning. There are frequent children of scholars and poor students studying here. Even the Jin family, a famous country gentry, sent their granddaughter Jin Chang'er to study here. That Jin Chang'er is more than ten years old, beautiful and elegant. He died of a serious illness, and woke up three days later, which was a miracle for a while. Jin Chang'er is smart and studious, and she is the best at that shortcoming, and she is deeply loved by the old gentleman. Often with the big argument to pay the two, every time to learn, Mr. always praised.