"That's ...... Win? ”

The "young and strong" led by Zhang Baiqi looked at each other, still a little incredulous.

The monster with a majestic mountain and a majestic body was actually subdued by a piece of black cloth.

Rao witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and they were still a little dazed.

"We ...... Really won? ”

Zhang Baiqi repeated it again, his eyes empty.

After a long time, the earth-shattering cry rose to the ground: "We won!! ”

"We won the ...... Beasts. ”

Zhang Liusan held his cane and sat tremblingly on a piece of bluestone.

At first, I lost my mind for a while, and after I reacted, I couldn't help but cry.

In his early years, he traveled south and north with the "fairy god" as an attendant, and he had a lot of experience.

The juniors in the village also like to pester him to tell stories.

"Cui Qingtiancai Shikou Kills the Dragon", "Zhou Gongzi Breaks the Yellow Sheep Road", "Mr. Mo Talks on Paper to Save a Country", "Wang Yiren Turns into Enlightenment in the Rain", "Sloppy Dao Fights the Sword and Steps on the Netherworld", ......

There are countless stories in his stomach, but only one is missing: "The Mayfly Shakes the Tree".

When he was young, this fantasy flashed in his mind, but as he grew older, he had already suppressed it in his heart.

Who would have thought that today, decades later, he would become the "hero" of this big play.

Thousands of years later, through word of mouth, he will eventually become a legendary figure like "Gongzi Zhou" and "Mr. Mo".

Always "live" in the hearts of countless "bugs".

"Old man......"

The white-headed Taoist almost overnight held the nine-section scepter and sat on the ground with his legs trembling slightly.

In this dark night with low visibility, he looks a little older than Zhang Liusan.

"Dao Chief!"

Zhang Liusan subconsciously let out an exclamation, and the carnival people followed the sound.

Then I saw that the man had white hair flying and was covered in mud, and he had a relaxed smile on his face.

It's just that he looks tired and wrinkled, as if he is going to fall asleep in the next second.

It's hard to keep your eyes open......

Fu Shui pulls out ten thousand insects, the stone tablet rises in the rain, the immortals point the way, and the longevity summons the thunder......

The townspeople's minds quickly resurfaced the scenes of the past two days.

These Taoists, who are not related to them, only for the compassion and enthusiasm in their hearts, have actually lost the most precious thing of "life" in them.

"Ahem."

The gray-robed Taoist coughed lightly, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him with concern and concern, he only said "It's okay."

After recovering some of his strength, he stood up with the support of Zhang Baiqi and looked at everyone.

The voice was tired and weak, but in order to comfort everyone, he deliberately put on a joking tone:

"Folks, what do you say about the poor road, mayflies can shake trees, and insects may not be inferior to the so-called 'fairy gods'...... Cough! ”

As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Dao Chief!"

Zhang Baiqi hurriedly stepped forward to help.

The gray-robed Taoist only waved his hand, said "It's okay", and explained to everyone: "This is the dirty blood that has accumulated in the body after casting the spell, just spit it out." ”

Then he continued: "Poor Dao has been studying medicine with Master in this mountain for 30 years since he can remember. ”

"After the master left, he practiced medicine everywhere, only this matter of diagnosing the pulse and grasping the medicine, and I thought that in these 100,000 green mountains, no one can match it."

After all, he showed a self-satisfied look at the right time, like a smart and cunning young man, and couldn't help but amuse the sad townspeople with tears in their eyes.

"Relying on this 'very powerful' and 'very powerful' medical skills, I have saved many people by walking this way."

"It's the terrifying [Insect Habitat Plate], which dares to fight back, perform Taoism, and fight with the body of a 'worm'."

"In all battles, there is no defeat."

"But slowly, Poor Dao discovered that this medical technique medicine stone can only heal the skin and body, but it cannot touch people's hearts."

"Studying Medicine...... You can't save the people of Dajing. ”

"Bugs, ant people...... These are the two words that I hear the most along the way. ”

"Seriously......"

Ji Nian's gaze fell on those faces, and half of the words that should not come from the mouth of the "gray-robed Taoist" burst out of his throat: "It's a little greasy." ”

"They are all human beings, giving birth to the bodies of the primates of all things, why should they be pressed by those who have attained the 'Dao', and they should be deprived of the qualification to call themselves 'humans'."

"Obviously, many things, such as this 'Beast', can be solved by experience and knowledge, no worse than those so-called 'immortals'!"

Facing everyone's complicated eyes, he continued: "But just when Poor Dao had such an idea, I suddenly thought of a sentence that Master often said, called 'Why not eat minced meat'. ”

"The allusion to this, when I have time in the future, I will talk to you in detail."

"Let's just talk about the thoughts of the moment of the poor road: not every 'bug' is like the poor road, with the means to 'burn his life' and the knowledge accumulated over the years."

"If you think about it, people who are like poor people are actually no different from those who have attained the 'Tao'."

"How arrogant it is to kidnap you with your own brains."

"Every morning, when I get up and wash, I look at the face in the bronze jian, and I only feel bitter and ugly."

"Dao Chief, you are our benefactor, don't say that." Zhang Liusan hurriedly got up and said.

The gray-robed Taoist only helped the old man back to the bluestone, and said with a chuckle: "To tell the truth, the poor Dao did not hesitate to use his life as firewood in the past two days to do things for everyone, but in fact, he saved a little bit of 'compensation' heart. ”

"It can be seen that everyone feels guilty and distressed when they see this long hair turn white, and the poor road suddenly realizes that he has done something wrong again."

"The 'compensation' that the poor Tao thinks of is not a huge burden for you."

"I simply talked about today's opportunity to speak out."

"What do you think...... How's the poor road? ”

"Dao Chang is naturally a good person of the lowest rank in the world!" Zhang Yan's voice change is not over yet, and her voice is still a little sharp, but it has a little more sincerity of a teenager.

"Young Swallow...... Feiyan is right, the Taoist is the benefactor of Shijie Town, and we all respect and love you. Zhang Bai rode aside and said, his eyes were red.

"As I said earlier, the poor road also has its own mind, and it is not as ...... as you are in your heart."

Before the gray-robed Taoist could say the word "good", the townspeople said in unison: "Then we also believe you!" ”

Hearing this, the gray-robed Taoist fell silent, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, exhaled a long breath, and repeated: "Studying medicine can't save Dajingren." ”

"These 100,000 green mountains seem to be fresh and fruity, full of vitality, but in fact, they are full of hunger and bones."

"I am the only one who practices medicine, even if I am tired to death, how many people can I help?"

"Just talking about Shijie Town, the poor road is not stupid, why are you afraid of the 'High Immortal Master', you also have speculation in your heart."

After that, he turned his head to look at the ruins of the small temple, and there were still several white bones scattered inside, and his face couldn't help but be slightly gloomy.

"If you pluck out the worms, pat your clothes and leave, maybe one day, your fresh faces will turn into bones."

"Instead of practicing medicine everywhere and doing that useless work, it is better to take one place as the spark and the foundation, and gradually become a prairie fire."

"Vigorously spread my Taoism and knowledge, so that these 100,000 green mountains, and even the scenery, ...... No more bugs. ”

"So, gentlemen...... Will you take me in, a poor man? ”

(End of chapter)