It is the end of autumn and the thatch on the mountain is almost dry, so it is the right time to build a thatched house.

There is a lot of thatch in the mountains, and Lu Yangsheng cut a large bundle with almost no effort, all of which were neatly tied with straw ropes, and after being placed on his back, it looked like a small grass mountain. His whole person seemed to be buried in a grassy mountain, and he walked like a grassy mountain moving, and the scene was very funny.

Feeling the weight on his back, Lu Yangsheng was very satisfied, these thatched grass were enough for Lu Yangsheng to change the entire thatched roof, thinking that it seemed that there would be a brand new roof soon, Lu Yangsheng was happy from the bottom of his heart.

It's easy to mow the grass and hard to get downhill. Because the thatch around the town has been cut, Lu Yangsheng can only go farther if he wants better thatch, so although Lu Yangsheng didn't spend much time mowing the grass, when he returned to the town, it was already noon.

The folklore of Luoxian Town is not quite the same as that in other places, in the town, if someone dies, they need to stay at home for five days, and the coffin will not be sealed for the first two days, so that relatives and friends can see the deceased person for the last time to remember.

In these two days, the main family will only provide food and accommodation for relatives and friends who are far away, like neighbors and closer relatives and friends, or need to go home to solve their own food and accommodation, and wait until the third day, you need to seal the coffin with filial piety, nail the coffin nail, at this time the main family needs to invite the suona opera troupe, set up the stage to sing, at the same time the main family also has to put on a feast, at this time, as long as it is a person who comes to send off the gift, the main family needs to be well received, eat and drink enough.

So when Lu Yangsheng was walking on the road of the town, he happened to meet a group of passers-by who were going home for dinner, on this narrow dirt road in the town, Lu Yangsheng had no way to hide, so he could only face it hard, and at this time he was ready to endure cold words.

The people who came to Lu Yangsheng were talking and laughing, chatting about this year's harvest, but they didn't think that a grassy mountain came to them, almost taking up half of the narrow dirt road.

The town is so big, most of the people are acquaintances, originally everyone had a playful mind to see who was so eyeless to see, and went to cut the thatch on such a special day, but when they saw the people clearly, a group of people suddenly scattered, and ran to the nearby people's houses, like they were hiding from some flood beasts, and Lu Yangsheng was stunned.

Lu Yangsheng looked left and right and behind him, but he didn't see any beasts he had brought back. He looked at himself again, and it was the same as before. Although Lu Yangsheng also knew that the people in the town disliked him, he didn't dislike it like this before, right? And the most important thing is that Lu Yangsheng felt fear from them.

Before cultivating immortals, Lu Yangsheng's perception was already very keen, especially the changes in other people's emotions, after suffering many losses, Lu Yangsheng almost exercised this ability into instinct. Now that he has cultivated immortals, his perception has naturally improved to a higher level, so Lu Yangsheng feels that he definitely does not feel wrong, the villagers are afraid of something, and the source is very likely to be himself.

Lu Yangsheng was apprehensive, and walked towards his house at a faster pace, and soon crossed the crowd. Everyone waited for Lu Yangsheng to walk away, and then they walked out of other people's houses, their faces were ugly, as if they had eaten rat feces at dinner, and there was not just one, but a bunch. The mood is very good, but it becomes extremely bad in an instant.

Someone saw that Lu Yangsheng was far away, and scolded and said, "Damn, what bad luck!" ”

Someone chimed in: "That's it, if you go home and meet this mourning star, it's like eight lifetimes of blood mold." ”

Someone else answered: "Do you think that Liu Mazi is true?" We haven't heard of a Taoist priest in our town. And what does the matter of the ninth master have to do with this orphan, they haven't heard of any intersection. ”

"That's not what I said." As soon as the man in front of him finished speaking, someone immediately answered.

"You don't know, two days ago, someone saw this kid pestering the Ninth Master to ask questions, and the Ninth Master probably had the bad luck stuck at that time."

"Also, who said that there are no Taoist priests in our town?" At this time, someone spoke again.

"I'll tell you, this morning, I heard my mother-in-law say, there is a foreigner in our town, dressed very strangely, especially like a legendary Taoist priest, I estimate that the person who touched Liu Mazi to tell fortunes must be this stranger, you say that this is innocent and hateless, there is no need for a foreigner to pit a dead star, right? I think what Liu Mazi said this time is eighty percent true. ”

"Yo? Is it really that accurate? That's a real immortal, do you want to go back and count a hexagram? What if you can calculate when Lao Tzu will be developed? ”

"You can pull it down, Li Dogan, with your big mouth, you can be poor if you have money."

"Fuck you, you're still Li Erya, why can't Lao Tzu be rich?"

A group of people were talking and talking, and the topic was deviated, and they went home.

Lu Yangsheng, who had already gone far, had a lot better hearing after practicing, so he listened to what this group of people said almost word for word.

He didn't really care much about these people scolding him behind his back, because these men said quite nicely, but if it was a group of village women, the words in their mouths would be ugly. But no matter how ugly the words are, Lu Yangsheng has heard them, and there are still people who scold him in front of him, so what? I've listened to it for so many years, and now I'm used to it.

Lu Yangsheng listened while walking, and when he heard Liu Mazi, a somewhat dim and uncertain light in his eyes flashed. Later, when I heard the Taoist priest, I suddenly remembered the extremely thick-skinned Taoist priest in my house today, so coincidental? Lu Yangsheng smiled, his smile was somewhat strange, and finally strode towards his home.

Things are getting more and more interesting, is that person coming out so blatantly now? I'm not sure it's what I think, but what if?

Lu Yangsheng is now more and more interested in that Taoist priest.

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The second half of Lu Yangsheng's return home was a detour home, specifically picking those alleys full of and dog feces, although it was inevitable to encounter some pedestrians going home, but after all, there were a lot less.

After listening to all kinds of ugly words along the way, Lu Yangsheng could only spit on his face and smile bitterly.

Finally arrived home, Lu Yangsheng put the thatch in the yard, spread it out and dried it in the yard, the fresh thatch is still with moisture, although it is not much, but it is not a good material for the roof after all, only when it is dried, can it live in the mud and make a durable good roof.

Spreading out the thatch, Lu Yangsheng looked at his small thatched house in a daze.

This thatched hut was built by Lu Yangsheng himself when he was eight years old, and at that time the boy was really small and his strength was not enough, so he could only build a small house. But no matter how difficult it was, the house had already been built, and it was from that time that the boy finally had a place to stay.

Thinking back to the two years when he was six and seven years old, Lu Yangsheng, who was still a child, used thatch to make a nest casually, and the cat spent the winter in the haystack.

It was so cold that many times the child almost couldn't get through it. Xiao Lu Yangsheng's biggest dream at that time was to build a small house, the kind that the snow can't bury, and then he can light a brazier in the house, it must be very warm. But every time Xiao Lu Yangsheng finished fantasizing, he could only be secretly sad when he saw his grass nest buried by heavy snow.

Don't dare to light a fire, because if you're not careful, your child may not even have a place to sleep.

It's not that Xiao Lu Yangsheng didn't think about building a room by himself, but the child is too young, and he really doesn't have the strength or ability to build a room for himself.

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When Lu Yangsheng was seven years old, the winter of that year was very cold, and there were several times, and little Lu Yangsheng was almost a little bit, just a little bit, and he froze to death in the grass nest. In the end, the patriarch couldn't stand it anymore, so he gave Xiao Luyang some food and a dilapidated small charcoal stove, and he barely survived that winter, and it was also that year that the child told himself that before the next winter, he had to have a house of his own.

After the beginning of spring that year, Xiao Lu Yangsheng had an extra habit - watching others build houses.

As long as I hear that if someone's family builds a house, even if Xiao Lu Yangsheng is hungry, it depends on how the family builds it.

It's not that I didn't want to help people for free and then watch it up close, but the child asked several families, but no one asked him. But it doesn't matter, no one teaches, he thinks about it himself. When he went up the mountain to practice the frame with a small wooden stick, he went to the stream to make a house with mud, and when he went up the mountain and went into the water, if he encountered a suitable piece of wood, even if he couldn't carry it, he would roll back to his nest. Finally, before the winter of the age of eight, the child relied on his own ability to build a barely accommodating house, and then the child would take the time to modify and improve his house every year, and after four years of hard work, the small thatched hut was gradually finalized.

Lu Yangsheng actually doesn't have to be so bitter, guarding the mountain, even if the child finds a place not far from the town at that time, finds a cave, and lays some straw, maybe it will be warmer than the current small thatched hut. People, as long as there are no requirements, how can they make do with life.

But Lu Yangsheng never thought of doing this, he would rather freeze to death and die of exhaustion, but also find a place not far from his original home, and worked hard to build his own nest.

The place where Lu Yangsheng's family is now is said to have died, and the people in the town say that it is unlucky, plus it is too remote in the town, so Lu Yangsheng can toss here and no one cares.

Lu Yangsheng doesn't care about what he says about being fierce or not, as long as he can be closer to home, the child doesn't care about anything.

There is only one reason why I toss myself so much.

Lu Yangsheng was afraid, he was afraid that if his father's ghost came back, he would not be able to find his own children and his own home, how anxious and sad his father and mother should be at that time. So as long as it is closer to the original home, even if it is just a little bit, the parents don't have to walk so far, as long as they walk casually, maybe they can find their children, and they don't have to be in such a hurry.

In fact, on the day he dreamed of his mother, Lu Yangsheng accumulated a lot of grievances and wanted to talk to his mother, but Lu Yangsheng just didn't dare to speak, because he felt sorry for his mother. He remembered very well that his mother had been looking for something at that time, and Lu Yangsheng was very afraid that his mother was looking for her original home.

Because he Lu Yangsheng failed to keep the family business, his mother couldn't find a way home.

That day was Lu Yangsheng's most uncomfortable day, and it was destined to be Lu Yangsheng's heart knot for the rest of his life.

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When he came back to his senses, Lu Yangsheng was already very hungry, and in the morning, Lu Yangsheng barely moved his chopsticks, and a pot of porridge almost went into the Taoist priest's stomach.

Lifting the rice jar, Lu Yangsheng couldn't help but sigh, the Taoist priest was not joking, he actually cooked all the little rice grain that Lu Yangsheng had left, and there was not a single grain left. He felt in his pocket, there were only twenty copper plates, buy food, if you don't buy it, you will starve to death.

After washing his hands and face in a hurry, Lu Yangsheng skillfully knitted a hat out of thatch and covered his head, and then took a small sack from the house and went out. Along the way, I went around and around, looking for a place where no one was around, and I didn't go to a grain store close to my home, but found a store far away from my home.

When he arrived at the grain store, according to the rules, Lu Yangsheng only dared to go through the back door. After knocking on the door for a long time, a wooden man came to open the door, and when he saw that it was Lu Yangsheng, the man was startled, and turned around to close the door, Lu Yangsheng opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but after all, he didn't say it, so he could only leave gloomily.

In the past, only this grain store in the town was willing to sell him grain, but now even his family is not willing to sell it, let alone the others.

"Yo~ Isn't this Xiao Yangsheng? Coming to buy food? ”

Lu Yangsheng just turned his head to leave, but the back door opened again without thinking about being closed by the man, and a woman walked out and called Lu Yangsheng softly.

The woman carried a small bag of rice, walked to Lu Yangsheng's side, and without saying a word, took Lu Yangsheng's right hand and gave him the rice she was carrying.

The woman's surname is Li, and her name is Li Rou, because her husband's family is also surnamed Li, so she has not changed her surname.

The woman was not good-looking, she was thin, but she had a very strong temperament, and she had nothing to do with the soft word at all, and she was a well-known violent temper in the town, and the people in the town called her Li Laohu behind her back.

However, Lu Yangsheng didn't think that the woman's temper was so bad, because since the age of six, the only person in the town who was willing to take Lu Yangsheng's hand was the woman in front of her.

Li Rou put the rice bag in Lu Yangsheng's hand, and said softly: "This bag of rice accidentally fell to the ground when selling grain, and it can't be sold, so it can only be used to feed the chickens. ”

Although he is not sure what happened today, Lu Yangsheng can roughly guess that Liu Mazi must have said something bad about himself today, and it will be related to the death of the ninth master.

From Li Rou's husband's reaction, Lu Yangsheng knew that Li Rou's family must have known about it, but even so, Li Rou was still willing to treat herself like this, and Lu Yangsheng, who had suffered a lot of white eyes in the past six years, almost couldn't hold back his crying.

Even though there is all kinds of helplessness in the world, there are always some people, such as the warm sunshine, warming all the sun-facing flowers and trees.