Who am I?

Where am I?

Where am I from? Where am I going?

How many years do you have to live?

Forty years of life is gone?

No matter how many and best treasures he has to offer, what is the use of not having a life to enjoy them?

The voice of the storyteller reverberated in his ears: "Let's say that the Southern Emperor and the Evil Emperor fought on the clear water, and the radius of a hundred miles turned into ruins." That face is really overwhelmed. When the two met at first glance, they were all interested. I have never known the shallow and deep, and today it is light and heavy. Iron rod race flying dragon, the blade is like a dancing phoenix, blocking left and right attacking, front and back, ......"

Zhang Jian listened to the ups and downs of the storyteller in his ears, and there was no interest in his heart, and he only felt cold at this time.

He is only thirteen years old this year, although life is hard, but he believes that as long as he is older, with the knowledge of his previous life, he can get ahead after all, he still has a good life, and he has to save money to go to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts.

He still wants to see the world and the rivers and lakes, but now that his life span has passed half a hundred, what should he do?

He could feel that his body, which had been light and agile a moment ago, was now like rust, with an indescribable heaviness. It's like becoming an old man!

Twilight!

The aura of twilight emanated from his body.

He was only six years old, and he was already old.

"Rebel Pill! That's right, Rebel Dan! Zhang Jian seemed to remember something, and hurriedly groped in his sleeve, then took out the bottle made of pure mutton fat and white jade, stretched out his dirty hand, and poured a rebellious pill into the palm of his hand.

Looking left and right, Zhang Jian raised his head and swallowed the golden projectile. The golden projectile melted in his mouth, and then the long river of time in Zhang Jian's mind fluctuated, rippling layers of ripples, and the medicinal effect of the golden pill instantly permeated the entire body.

At this time, Zhang Jian's old body was like a plant and tree in a long drought, and it was like a shriveled sponge, greedily sucking the vitality brought by the Rebellion Pill.

"It worked." Zhang Jian only felt that his body seemed to be an old machine, and at this time, it was lubricated and became extraordinarily smooth, and a term called 'vitality' rose in his heart.

It's like a decaying dead tree, reunited with vitality and pulling out tender branches.

It was a strange feeling that was indescribable, like a long illness.

"Three hundred years of life."

"The Rebellion Pill not only helped me regain my previous vitality, but also added three hundred years of life to me." Zhang Jian opened his eyes, his eyes full of ecstasy.

Looking at the second Rebellion Pill left in his hand, Zhang Jian sighed leisurely: "It's a pity." ”

An anti-life pill can increase the number of longevity according to each person's physique. Only when swallowing the first pill can it have the effect of prolonging life, and when swallowing the second pill, it only has the effect of repairing the body.

"Evil Emperor, good man! He also sent swords and elixirs. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Jian looked at the beggar beside him who was full of foul smell, full of abscesses, unkempt and fainted, holding the last golden pill in his hand, and his eyes showed a hint of hesitation. After a few breaths, the hesitation in his eyes finally turned into firmness.

"Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, you don't lose this wave. This is a rebel pill, and when you meet me, you will be considered to have been created. Zhang Jian hesitated slightly, but still broke the old beggar's mouth and swallowed Jin Dan.

Zhang Jian and Lao Zhu met three years ago, and their predecessors were fishing on the ice in winter, trying to chisel the ice, but the ice accidentally collapsed and fell into the river and died.

At this time, Zhang Jian crossed over, soaked in the ice water in the cold winter, his heart was full of despair, just when Zhang Jian's limbs were numb under the cold ice, and he sank to the bottom of the dark water.

Then Zhang Jian and Lao Zhu met, and in the next three years, they often came to Lao Zhu with their faces to make tooth sacrifices. When he was sick, he came to Lao Zhu to rub medicine, otherwise in this chaotic era, and there was no money for treatment, he would have been unable to bear it and die.

Lao Zhu is a Langzhong, a very famous Langzhong in Zhenjiang County, but a month ago, he suffered a tragedy, the medicinal herb shop was burned, not to mention, the whole person began to have abscesses, and the breath of life became weaker and weaker.

Looking at the beggar who was skinny and skinny, his skin was full of pus, and he was curled up in a ball in the cold wind, Zhang Jian looked at the Jin Dan in his hand: "There are opportunities to get good things in the future, but there is only one human life." In the past three years, Lao Zhu has saved me many times, and without Lao Zhu, I am afraid that I would have starved to death or died of illness. You good people have good rewards, there is no endless road, and your life should not be extinguished. ”

While saying that, Zhang Jian went down and stuffed Jin Dan into Lao Zhu's mouth.

This is the golden pill used by the evil emperor, and of course the effect is speechless.

After more than a dozen breaths, Lao Zhu woke up from his drowsiness, looked at Zhang Jian who was close at hand, and showed a touch of sadness in his eyes: "Am I not going to survive?" ”

"You, live a long life, and live a long time in the future." Zhang Jian sat there casually and answered Lao Zhu's words, but his thoughts were wandering in his heart: "I don't know what happened to the Southern Emperor and the Evil Emperor in the end?" ”。

At this time, the storyteller above told the story with great momentum: "The Southern Emperor and the Evil Emperor fought on the clear water, although the Evil Emperor had a peerless divine soldier Heavenly Punishment, but unfortunately in the face of the Southern Emperor who had an absolute advantage in cultivation, after all, it was a bad move, and the two fought and killed all the way, from Dayu to the Great Snow Mountain, and then there was no trace of both of them, and there was no trace of the two in the world." ”

Zhang Jian secretly said in his heart: "Nandi still hasn't won?" But it doesn't seem to be losing, right? ”

Lao Zhu over there, as a doctor, how could he not know the situation in his body? At this time, he only thought that Zhang Jian was talking about coaxing words, and raised his head weakly and said, "Boy, come here, I have something to tell you." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jian stepped forward and looked at Lao Zhu with a pair of eyes, wanting to hear what this usually optimistic person would have to say at this time.

"How do I treat you on weekdays?" Lao Zhu's voice was weak, he could feel a surge of power in his body, as a famous miracle doctor in Zhenjiang County, of course he knew that he had returned to his light.

"The old gentleman has a life-saving grace for me." Zhang Jian said: "In this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay it." ”

Lao Zhu nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, this guy is a conscientious person, just look at the three months of day and night care, you can know a thing or two.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this time, and when I die later, you will burn me and bury me in this clear water, so that my ashes will be fused with the clear water of eight hundred miles. There is an abandoned Bixia Yuanjun temple in the west of the city, after you bury me, go to the statue of Bixia Yuanjun to pray for me for seven days, three incense sticks in the morning and evening, and kowtow a thousand times. If my heart is sincere, I will have good fortune if I have knowledge under the spring. Lao Zhu's voice was weak, and a pair of eyes were staring at Zhang Jian, and his eyes were full of blood-red light.

Zhang Jian was stunned when he heard this, why is the drama in front of him so familiar?

He seemed to have seen it in that section.

When the predecessors gave the protagonist a golden finger, weren't they all exactly the same scenes?

Especially the one who kowtowed a thousand times, and the three incense sticks in the morning and evening reminded him of a familiar scene in his mind, it seemed that the rise of Duan Yu in Tianlong Babu also did this?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jian looked at Lao Zhu with a strange expression, this routine is too familiar? Could it be that Lao Zhu is a hidden martial arts master?

Lao Zhu hid his inheritance in the ruined temple?

Is it finally time for you to get started?

Then in Lao Zhu's shocked gaze, Zhang Jian let go and ran straight to the Bixia Yuanjun Temple in the west of the city.

Lao Zhu ate the Rebellion Pill, which will have begun to recover his vitality, and later when he recovers a little bit, he finds that something is wrong, and suddenly regrets not passing it on to himself.

Looking at Zhang Jian, who ran away with his legs, Lao Zhu's eyes widened, and his innocent eyes were full of confusion.

What happened?

Was it because he heard that he was dead, so the boy was stimulated and went crazy?

Unexpectedly, he doesn't seem to be in shape on weekdays, but he is also a man of temperament, and he really sees the truth in adversity. I entrusted it to him, and it was not a non-person. Lao Zhu lay there, contemplating secretly in his heart, silently lying there waiting for death.

A quarter of an hour

Two quarters of an hour

Lao Zhu, who was lying on the ground, felt that he was getting more and more energetic, and the vitality in his body was becoming more and more sufficient, and the infinite vitality was like a trickling stream filling the dry life of his body and repairing his life span.

"It's not a flashback! I'm over! My fire has passed! ”

After the third quarter of an hour, Lao Zhu finally sensed that something was wrong, and suddenly turned over and sat up, his eyes showing ecstasy.

"God is pitiful, the old man actually survived the fire disaster."

Thinking about the crazy young man, Lao Zhu sighed in his heart: "This kid is a lover, you can't let him run around, lest he burn his head, I still have to find him back, tell him the good news, and cure his illness." ”

After speaking, Lao Zhu stood up: "That kid must be heartbroken at this time, he actually hurt his mind, what a good boy." ”

After speaking, he looked at the vast sea of people, got up and disappeared into the sea of people.

Lao Zhu shuttled in the sea of people, but at this time, there was still Zhang Jian's shadow in the vast sea of people?

What to do? Where to look?

"Let's go to Bixia Yuanjun Temple first, if he recovers, he will definitely go to Bixia Yuanjun Temple to kowtow and pray for me. And I don't know where the objects in the temple are hidden. Let's take back the treasure first. After speaking, Lao Zhu slowly and leisurely rushed towards Bixia Yuanjun Temple.

Let's say that Zhang Jian ran all the way, but the more he ran, the more energetic he became, and the strength in his body seemed to be inexhaustible, and he came to the temple of Bixia Yuanjun out of breath two hours later.

Bixia Yuanjun temple is located in Qingshui Bay five miles, although it is already late autumn at this time, the earth is soaked in frost, but this place does not know why, but it is still full of birds and flowers and fragrant mountain grass, fifty years ago the incense was vigorous here, but who expected that it was a tragic disaster overnight, the head of the big and small Taoist people in the temple was boiling and bleeding into a river, it became a sensational case, it is said that some people can often see the countless Taoist people of that size come to life at night, and then this place is deserted.

Nowadays, Bixia Yuanjun Temple has long been abandoned, the mountains are full of towering ancient trees, the steps are overgrown with weeds, and there are insects, snakes and hares looming in the grass.

Zhang Jian galloped all the way, looking at the ruins in front of him, and his eyes fell on the main hall that was still somewhat intact.

As early as a year ago, Zhang Jian and Lao Zhu collected medicine and came here, and Lao Zhu once took Zhang Jian to incense here at that time.

Thinking about it now, maybe Lao Zhu was prepared.

Looking at the Bixia Yuanjun Temple above, Zhang Jian stepped forward and lit an incense stick in front of the temple.

"Where is the treasure?" After Zhang Jian finished putting on the incense, he muttered in his mouth, and a pair of eyes looked left and right, and began to ponder quickly.

At this moment, the figure of the jungle in the distance swayed, and Lao Zhu appeared behind the big tree at some point.

Looking at Zhang Jian, who was incense, Lao Zhu couldn't help but be stunned: "Why did this kid come here directly?" And looking at the way he is incense, it doesn't look like he has lost his mind. Well, the next thing is to kowtow a thousand times, and then three incense sticks in the morning and evening...... Sure enough, he is a conscientious person, even if he loses his mind and goes crazy, he will not forget my advice. ”

Before he could finish the thoughts in his heart, he heard a wild laugh: "Hahaha, I found it!" I found it! ”

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Jian suddenly step forward and stuff his hand into the incense burner, and then the dust splashed, and he took out an oiled paper package from the incense burner.

Then he went and tore the old futon from the ground and pulled out another package.

Looking at Zhang Jian, who was lying on the ground, holding the package with a smug face, Lao Zhu couldn't help but be stunned: "How does he know that my treasure is hidden here?" ”

Thinking of Zhang Jian running away without saying a word, Lao Zhu suddenly woke up, and suddenly had a liver pain: "Is he crazy?" Clearly looking for my treasure! This kid is too smart! ”

He just ordered the aftermath, and the other party guessed it all.

Lao Zhu suddenly had some liver pain, and said that he loved his predecessors? Say three incense sticks in the morning and evening, and kowtow a thousand times if you say good?

Before he died, the other party would attack.

And it doesn't follow the rules!

This boy doesn't talk about martial arts!

He said, this kid is as smooth as a ghost, how can he respect the old and love the young?

"Hahaha, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, no matter how cunning you are, you will never think of it, there are a thousand routines in this world, but I know a thousand and one!"

"Come, let me see what kind of treasure you old man XZ has." Zhang Jian smiled proudly, looked down at the package in his hand, and the next moment there was a whistling in the back of his head, and then the whole person fell directly to the ground.

"This kid is almost fine. They all say that the fox is a vixen, but the fox is not half as good as you. Lao Zhu walked slowly from outside the door, and slowly picked up the oiled paper package in Zhang Jian's hand:

"It's a pity that they are all things that can't be seen, and it's a disaster for you."

Speaking of this, Lao Zhu's eyes rolled, he took out a few books from his arms, looked left and right with a little weakness, and saw that no one was peeping, so he quickly opened the package and adjusted the books inside.

Then looking at Zhang Jian on the ground, Lao Zhu smiled proudly: "Let you kid be as slippery as a ghost, but I want you to know what is called a routine and a routine." These pictures of the Spring Palace are enough for you to use for a lifetime. If you can learn anything from this spring palace picture, Lao Tzu will cut off his head and use it as a urinal for you. ”

After speaking, Lao Zhu hummed a little song triumphantly, cleaned up the footprints on the ground and turned to leave.

At the same time, a wave of doubts surged in his heart, he obviously couldn't do it, but why did this catastrophe suddenly pass?

Think about this kid's performance on weekdays, doesn't he look like he doesn't care about the lives of others? Why did you suddenly leave yourself and run away?

With the boy's performance, there is only one explanation that can explain: "This kid knows that I can't die." ”

Lao Zhu's footsteps paused, his eyes full of disbelief: "How did he do it?" It's impossible! What did that kid give me? I was sure that I couldn't die, and I guessed that I hid a treasure in the Bixia Yuanjun Temple in the west of the city? If he had that treasure that came back to life, he would starve to death? But the two members of the Zhang family are really ...... It's ......"

His calamity will not be spent for no reason, and the only doubt is in that kid.

"Weird!" Lao Zhu thought about it for a long time, and could only describe it as weird, and finally added: "Weirder than me!" ”

Lao Zhu hesitated a little when he said this, turned around and walked out, hiding behind a big tree.

Zhang Jian opened his eyes in a daze and hazy, touched the swollen bag at the back of his head, and looked left and right: "Could it be that Lao Zhu still designed a mechanism here?" ”

Without thinking too much, Zhang Jian hurriedly looked at the package in his hand, and then quickly opened it, and then the whole person was stunned.

What catches your eye is the spring palace map!

Zhang Jian was directly stunned, looking at the lifelike posture, the whole person fell into a state of confusion.

Then quickly open all the books, all of them are lifelike pictures of the Spring Palace.

Zhang Jian couldn't hold back: "Damn, what does Lao Zhu mean by leaving a few volumes of Spring Palace pictures for me?" ”

"No, could it be that this spring palace picture is just a cover-up? Lao Zhu tried his best before he died, how could he leave only a picture of the Spring Palace? Could it be that this spring palace picture is just a superficial appearance? The truth is that there is a supreme martial art hidden in it? ”

Behind a large tree in the distance

Lao Zhu's face showed a smug look at this time: "Boy, this wave you are in the fifth layer, but the old man is in the atmosphere." Dumbfounded, right? See what you do! ”

It was only Lao Zhu's words that fell, and then he saw Zhang Jian's operation as fierce as a tiger, and directly rectified Lao Zhu, which opened Lao Zhu's eyes.

I saw that the young man first put the pages of the book in the sun.

Then he made a fire and roasted the books on the fire.

What's more, they took the water directly from the lake, kept wetting it page by page, and then carefully observed.

Even the cover of the book was opened.

Lao Zhu counted carefully, and the young man used thirty-six methods, each of which made Lao Zhu's eyes straighten.

"What the hell is this...... Is he still human? The thousand-faced Langjun, who is known as the first despicable man in the rivers and lakes, is not as shrewd as him? Lao Zhu hid behind the big tree and was speechless, his eyes were full of weirdness.