It is a very ordinary town, called Baishi Town, where the people live a simple life and live a life without fighting with the world. The streets are full of people coming and going, busy with their own affairs, the buildings that can be seen everywhere in the town are simple and quaint, very traditional bungalows, the roads are flat and spacious, and all kinds of vendors along the roadside are selling, eating, playing, drinking, rare treasures, etc., forming a beautiful and harmonious picture.

The town is rich in a kind of white stone, so it is named "White Stone Town", this stone is irregular and round, like the size of a pebble, smooth and smooth, and the stone body is solid, which can be used to create various objects, and most of the accessories are made. Wear on the body, practice, can help people to enlightenment, someone said personally, wearing the top white stone will make people fall into an alternative state, and "the unity of heaven and man" is almost the same, not to mention that this stone is unique, but its particularity is no less than the top of the treasure of enlightenment, this word came out, shocked the whole world.

However, the white stone is not only useful on the way to enlightenment, but also wears the accessories made of this stone on weekdays, which will make the whole person's temperament different, like a picture scroll to add rhyme and the finishing touch, so it is liked by many princes and nobles and cultivators, and it is a kind of gem that will not be too much, but only hate to hold a scarce amount of gems. This led to a large number of people coming here to purchase, and the local residents reaped a lot of wealth, as for why no one wanted to occupy this place, that ....... Needless to say, there is a mysterious strong man guarding here, even if the strongest person in heaven and earth comes, no one knows who the person behind it is.

There was a top strong man who came here to investigate, and suddenly a big hand covering the sky and the sun appeared in a certain prescription position, and with a light blow, the strong man vomited blood, fled in embarrassment, and shocked the world, so no one came to commit it, so he could only come here obediently for an equivalent exchange, hoping to get a top white stone, and ordinary white stone is very common, but the effect is naturally far from the top one.

At the end of a street paved with white stones, there is a teahouse, the scale is decent, divided into two floors, the roof is triangular, it is a relatively alternative building in Baishi Town, the teahouse is full of quaint atmosphere, you can see at a glance that the teahouse has a long history, it is rumored that how many years of history there is in Baishi Town, how many years of teahouse there are.

The teahouse is doing very well and there are many customers coming and going, so I am afraid that some people will say that the tea here is so good, why do the townspeople come here every day to drink tea, and what is the difference between this teahouse?

In fact, most people don't come for the tea in the teahouse, but for an old man. There is an old man in this teahouse, who looks confused, and lives here all day long, eating and drinking at will, and the strange thing is that the owner of the teahouse did not drive him away, but let him be here, and the customers who come here take turns to order him delicious food every day, this old man does not worry about eating and drinking, and his life is very comfortable.

"Old man Qingxuan, what time period of time do you want to tell today?" said a middle-aged man in a cyan robe in the teahouse with a smile on his face and a brisk voice to an old man.

The old man was dressed in a purple garment with gray stripes, with several holes in his shirt, and his white hair was very messy, draped on his back, as if he had not been tidied up for three or four days, like a beggar. The old man was of medium stature, his face was not wrinkled, his complexion was ruddy, and his eyes were bright. His facial features are marked, and his face is perfect, it is not difficult to see that this old man was definitely handsome when he was young, and he can be called a beautiful man, but for some reason he has become what he is now.

He does not have the rickets, sluggishness and inconvenience of ordinary old people, on the contrary, he is very lively, and it can be seen from listening to his chatter on weekdays that he is absolutely full of energy.

"I think the story is probably coming to an end, because we've been here for a long time to hear him tell every day. A young man said.

The old man Qingxuan is eating with his head buried in his head at the moment, he eats a lot, the purpose of these customers coming to this teahouse is to listen to him tell stories, the content of the story is very exciting, the scene is grand, thrilling, the people who listen to the ups and downs, much more exciting than the storyteller.

The protagonist of this story is a teenager, telling how he became a strong man step by step, among which there is joy, sadness, earth-shattering Armageddon, there is a secret place where crisis and opportunity coexist, there is a peerless face, and the people who listen to it are passionate and thrilling, as if they are in the scene.

The old man chattered on weekdays, and it didn't look normal, but every time he told a story, he was extremely serious, and seven emotions and six desires emerged, sometimes following the story of sadness, grief, sometimes excitement, joy, sometimes sadness, as if he was the witness.

People are sometimes puzzled, the story told by the old man is so good and so engaging that even they can't tell whether the old man is telling a story or a real person, whether he is just an oral storyteller or an eyewitness? Because there are several places in the story that exist in this world, this is very confusing, but the most strange thing for them is that he never mentioned the name of the boy in the story, not even a person's name, which is the most amazing, even so, this old man still talks about the sound and color, extremely exciting, especially when telling about the war, it is even more bloody flowing all over the body, it is too unbelievable.

"Grandpa Qingxuan, let's talk about it quickly, I want to hear it so much. "A little baby milky voice, he came to the teahouse halfway, was brought by his father, after listening to it for the first time, he liked it very much, every day as long as he had free time, he would let his father take him here to listen to the story.

The old man smiled kindly, his teeth were very straight, and not a single one was lost, and said, "Good." ”

He put down his chopsticks, took a breath, and began to speak slowly, but this time it was very depressed from beginning to end, without a little joy, and everyone was also heavy-faced, and everyone also understood that the story would end in a few days, and they were very reluctant, and it had become a habit to come here every day to listen to the story, and it was really sad to end it all at once.

After the old man finished speaking, he began to continue eating, with no expression on his face.

"Grandpa Qingxuan, everyone says it's not like a story, that you should be an eyewitness, or that you yourself are the teenager in the story?" asked a slightly older child.

The people present smiled bitterly, it was really childish, they just whispered their doubts, no one really asked Qing Xuan, because they felt that it was inappropriate, but they also happened to see what the old man Qing Xuan said.

The chopsticks in Qing Xuan's hand suddenly stopped, and he could vaguely see a slight trembling, he put down the chopsticks, his eyes became cloudy, and said, "Even if this story is true, that young man is definitely not me." ”

Then he glanced around at the people in the teahouse, smiled with some relief, and said, "You will remember it eventually!"

The people in the teahouse were confused and didn't know what the old man was talking about, but the old man's smile made people look sad, as if they had gone through vicissitudes.

The old man picked up his chopsticks and reminisced about the past while eating.

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Go back in time, five million years ago.

Luoyun Village, in a corner of the world, although the geographical location is not good, but the surrounding area of Luoyun Village is not desolate at all, the mountains and rivers are flourishing, the warblers sing and swallow dance, and there are many rare and exotic beasts settled here, which can show the vitality of this place everywhere. There is a river in the village, the water surface is crystal clear, you can see a large number of fish and shrimp swimming, its body is very fat, you can eat it for several days if you can catch one, the meat is delicious, eating it can effectively improve the physique, and there is no need to worry about the remaining meat will deteriorate, these fish contain aura, and they will not rot for a long time.

The village is not large, about 200 households, and the relationship between the villagers is very good, and the so-called "love for each other" is vividly reflected here.

"Hey-ha! hey-ha!"

More than a dozen teenagers were training in the mountains behind the village, looking only eleven or twelve years old, with very immature faces, but they worked very hard during training, with good gestures in their hands and feet, and their little faces were very serious.

"Ahem, Lin Mo, are you lazy again?" The old man who led the teenagers looked at the youngest child in the back, cleared his throat, and said leisurely.

Lin Mo is very eye-catching in this group of teenagers, because he is the youngest, just turned four years old, very young, his face is very cute, his little face is round, and he looks simple, all the teenagers are engrossed in training, waving their fists, only he is perfunctory.

Xiao Lin Mo pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not as big as this group of brothers, I'm tired." ”

"Yes, Grandpa Sun, Lin Mo is still young, it's not suitable for him to come over and train with us, don't be tired. "The teenager who spoke was called Zhao Xiaotian, he was the eldest among the many teenagers, and he was twelve years old this year, so he took special care of these younger brothers.

"Yes, let him rest. Another teenager suggested, his name was Zhao Hu, and he was very strong.

"Let Lin Mo rest. ”

All the teenagers seemed to love Lin Mo very much, looking at him with eyes full of softness, the elders in the village had told them to take care of Lin Mo more, but they didn't say why, and after they saw Xiao Lin Mo's cute appearance, they liked it very much, and all the teenagers and girls in the village suddenly fell in love with this younger brother who was much younger than them.

Sun Lao looked at Lin Mo's immature little face, smiled, was very kind, and said, "Okay, since that's the case, Lin Mo can rest." ”

After hearing this, Lin Mo jumped up all of a sudden, ran to the side after his calves opened, sat down quickly, supported his chin with both hands, his face was hard to hide his joy, showing his white teeth, his big eyes were rolling slightly, watching his brothers train, looking simple and cute.

"Haha!" Everyone looked at Lin Mo's appearance and laughed, even Sun Lao also stroked his beard happily, with a smile on his face.

"Come on, let's keep practicing. Old Sun turned his head and said.

"Hey-ha! hey-ha!"

The entire back mountain was filled with the loud shouts of the teenagers, and Xiao Lin Mo sat on the side and wanted to take a nap from time to time.

"Okay, let's all go home and eat. Elder Sun waved his hand and shouted.

As soon as Lin Mo heard the word "eat", he was refreshed, and quickly sat up, his eyes were very bright.

Sure enough, when it comes to eating, Xiao Lin Mo is more energetic than anyone else. "It is Zhao Longlong who ridicules Lin Mo, he is not fat or thin, he is eleven years old this year, and he has an active appearance, which makes people look like a naughty master.

"Haha, I was drowsy just now. It was Zhao Yan who spoke, laughing and laughing.

Xiao Lin Mo scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Come, do you need me to hug you?" Zhao Xiaotian smiled and stretched out his hands.

Lin Mo smiled shyly and slowly walked into Zhao Xiaotian's arms.

Zhao Xiaotian picked him up with a smile, talked and laughed with a group of young men and went down the mountain, and left after sending Xiao Lin Mo home.