"Hehe, the old man is very happy." Bai Lan chuckled.

Sun Laohan nodded and said, "So, some people are worried about not being lonely in the whole world." Even if it's a zombie thinking about my body, that's fine. ”

Sighing, he pointed to a windowed hut and said, "You can rest here tonight." ”

"Thank you, old man." Bai Lan thanked him.

Sun Laohan waved his hand and left with the lamp, and continued to lie down and sleep, without the slightest thing to worry about.

This night, after listening to the old man's life after a few simple words, Bai Lan's heart gradually rose, such a tragic life is a true portrayal of how many Yue people?

One sect has plagued all the peoples and the world for hundreds of years, living in hell.

It's just that because of the transcendent evil law, the monks who have no restraint, their wanton recklessness makes all the people bear the pain for it.

On this night, Bai Lan spread the gods for thousands of miles, passed through the south of the Ming Mountain, and the five immortals passed the test.

That night, the emperor in the Luodu Palace stayed awake all night and issued an edict overnight.

That night, the generals of the Tianlan Kingdom changed their tactics and no longer blindly occupied more territory.

When the sun rises tomorrow, a new world is covering from south to north, changing the world.

It's slow, but it's always moving forward.

On the second day, Bai Lan stood in front of the door and said goodbye to Sun Laohan.

He hadn't talked to people so easily for a long time, and he said sincerely: "When you go out, you have to be careful in everything, especially people's words, you can't believe a word." ”

Bai Lan nodded, "Thank you for your advice." Old man, your blessings are yet to come. ”

"Haha, where will my old man be blessed?" Old man Sun smiled.

Bai Lan smiled and said: "There are gods in the three feet of the head, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end." O south, there is a god who sees good and evil in the world, and he sees your sorrows and misfortunes. ”

"Oh? You mean the Holy Lord of the Willow Immortals in the south, right? Hey, but where is the fairy free from so far away? ”

Sun Laohan shook his head and took a puff of dry cigarette.

Bai Lan smiled and didn't argue, and said, "Old man, take your leave!" ”

"Be careful on the road!" Sun Laohan waved his hand and watched the figure go away.

When the night came again, there was another knock on the door.

This time, Sun Laohan still opened the door slowly.

Outside the door, the wind was so strong that he couldn't see clearly with his eyes squinted.

In a trance, he heard the cry of a baby, and he seemed lonely and frightened in the middle of the night.

Finally, the wind was a little lighter, and Sun Laohan saw the door clearly, but he couldn't help but be startled.

Just because there is a big python coiled in the open space outside the door, and it is also white, and the whole body is glowing, and you can see that it is an extraordinary snake at a glance.

Sun Laohan hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "The villain greets Liu Xian." ”

The python raised the snake letter, rolled up a swaddling cloth with the snake's tail and sent it to the old man.

Sun Laohan was stunned, reacted randomly, and said incredulously: "Liu Xian, did your old man let me adopt this child?" ”

The python nodded, and then its body rose again in a violent wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sun Laohan excitedly picked up the child on the ground and thanked him: "Thank you Liu Xian for your protection!" Thank you Liu Xian for your kindness! ”

Holding the child in his arms, his heart came alive again. Walking through the hall and smelling the smell of the living, the corpse in the North Corner moved and suddenly stood upright and pounced.

Sun Laohan coldly pushed away the zombie and warned: "I can tell you that this child was given to me by Liu Xian. If you dare to bite him, I'll throw you out into the Zombie Wilderness!" ”

The stiff corpse suddenly took a step back in fright, and in his chaotic mind, he realized that he could not see the sun, and that if he did, it would die.

Sun Laohan held the baby in his arms, his face was full of love, he will no longer be alone from now on!

"Click~Click~"

"Be quiet, don't wake up the baby!" Old man Sun opened the door and scolded.

Outside the door, the zombies gnawing at the pillars whispered a lot.

Sun Laohan looked at the sleeping baby on the bed, and suddenly remembered the young man who smiled and said to him that the blessings were behind him in the morning, the boy in white, the Nanshan Willow Immortal, and the white snake sending the child, and suddenly a possibility flashed in his mind.

He burst into tears for a while, and choked in a low voice: "It turns out that Liu Xian, your old man, has personally come to ignite the disciple!" ”

On the second day, the corpse keeper who had watched Yizhuang for more than 20 years quit, returned to the old house in the village, bought a cow with all his belongings, milked his baby from nowhere, and tied the baby to the cow's back when he was farming, led the ox to plough the field, and took care of the baby he said he picked up to grow up.

Sun Laohan did not show off to his neighbors that he was a white snake child, how extraordinary his children were, that would only make the children bear a heavy burden and would die prematurely. He named the baby Sun Liusheng.

In the days to come, we still have to pass little by little, and we still have to be busy at the moment.

Bai Lan went all the way to the northwest, and everything he encountered was moved by his heart, and every movement was an education.

Riding a horse, going all the way to the west, experiencing all living beings, and seeing all the worlds, he seemed to think of a person, riding a bull west to send a letter to the great sage of Guguan.

However, there is a world of difference between the two, Bai Lan didn't dare to think about it, but he felt that fate seemed to be like this.

When Bai Lan stopped, he was standing in a ruined village.

This is already the junction of Yuanzhou and Gunzhou, and it is also close to Yuejing.

But in such a village, Bai Lan saw yellow-faced and thin-skinned villagers, with hunger and longing in their eyes, and even some terrible thoughts.

There is no grain and there is a shortage of fields, great droughts and natural disasters, plagues are rampant, and there are soldiers and thieves, so you can only wait for death.

Villagers, old and young, were lying at the entrance of the village, three or two children were clinging to their parents' sides, not daring to take a step, and a few wild dogs were drooling and panting in the distance, watching them. A young man was lying on the ridge of the field, eating the soil on the ground.

Bai Lan's arrival made a glimmer of light appear in their eyes, and a group of old and young crawled up to him, stretched out their palms full of mud and dryness, and begged in a hoarse and weak voice: "My lord, let's enjoy something to eat." ”

"My lord, I'm dying of hunger. Please, do well, and give the stutter. ”

"Please, save my child, he's dying of hunger." A woman picked up the child in her arms, and the child was really dying, and she was so hungry that she had bitten her fingers away.

Bai Lan sighed in his heart, even if there are world-famous generals and ministers, even if they are heroes who dominate the world with martial arts, or cultivators who seek gods and ghosts, they can only be helpless in the face of the poor victims at this moment.

"The people live on food!"

Bai Lan took out a small cloth bag from the horse behind him and sighed, "I don't have any food for you to eat." But I can lend you some. ”

After he finished speaking, he opened the cloth bag and showed it to everyone, it was empty, and there was not a grain of rice.

"Borrow? Where to borrow? ”

"There is no food in the whole country."

Suddenly, everyone was disappointed, they quieted down in order to save the strength they had survived, and the more they jumped, the more strength they consumed, the easier it was for their bodies to be hungry.

Bai Lan was not angry, and smiled lightly: "I can borrow food, but you have to pay it back." Today I have lent you a bowl of rice, and in the future you will return me a bucket of rice. ”

An old man sighed: "We don't have a bite to eat, where can we pay it back?" ”

"Not for you to pay it back now, but in the future. When you can farm with peace of mind one day, the wind and rain are smooth, there are no disasters and no difficulties, and after the reunification of the family and country, I will ask you to take back a bucket of rice. Would you like to? ”

Bai Lan shook the small cloth bag and said to everyone.

"Are you talking about heaven?"

"Is there such a place?"

"You're a liar, okay, don't talk about it."

A group of people were amazed, how could this be the case in their minds?

Bai Lan didn't distinguish between them, but just raised his hand and fell down with a cloth bag.

"Whoa~"

There was a sound of grinding and grinding, and everyone looked at it and went crazy, and they all scrambled to crawl over, grabbed the yellow and clear rice and stuffed it into their mouths, whether it was fallen on the ground and stained with soil, or rice that had not been husked, or raw and unripe.

In this way, everyone just stuffed the food into their stomachs and didn't think about anything.

Bai Lan tied the mouth of the cloth bag, and suddenly there was no rice.

"Huh? Why is it gone? ”

"Where's the rice? Rice, I want to eat rice! ”

"Hurry up and give me something to eat, or I'll eat you!"

The shouts and shouts are mixed with words that can be frightening when you think about it.

Bai Lan said lightly: "If you are hungry for a long time, you are likely to die." Then my rice will be wasted. Moreover, there is no rice. I have scattered all the rice into the field, so will you go through the field and find it one by one and eat it? ”

"Didn't you, a charlatan, deceive me and wait?"

Bai Lan smiled lightly: "I have already planted seeds for you in the field, as long as you go to the field, it won't be long before food grows." ”

"You lie, where can you plant work in this drought?" Someone retorted.

"Oh, I forgot about this." With that, as soon as he waved his sleeves, dark clouds shrouded the sky, and drops of rain fell.

Bai Lan opened the oil-paper umbrella, stood in the rain and looked at the victims who were drinking water with their heads up, and said again: "The wind and rain are smooth, the fields have been sown, as long as you farm, you can live." Save some of this food, and you can live until the rice is ripe in this field. ”

A small mountain of grain appeared in front of everyone.

More than 200 victims kowtowed excitedly: "Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!" ”

"But, immortals, it takes four months for the rice to mature, and we are afraid that we will not live to that time." The young man who ate the soil came over, looked at the crowd, looked at the grain, and said after estimating.

Everyone was stunned, who still wants to grow food? With this food, then you can live a few more meals, who will go to the stupid farming in vain?

Bai Lan smiled and said, "My rice is an immortal seed. It can germinate in three days, sprout in six days, pull leaves and bloom on the twelfteenth, tassel on the twentieth day, and mature rice on the thirtieth day.

The choice is yours. ”

Bai Lan led the horse and was about to hit the road.

But at this moment, his shirt was grabbed by a dirty little hand.

"Immortal, can you give me a bite to eat?" But it was the boy who was eating soil in the field, he was already ten years old, his eyes revealed aura and wisdom, although his face was covered by long hair and mud, he could still see that he was a delicate young man.

Bai Lan smiled and pointed to the pile of grain that was being frantically robbed by the people, "Isn't there there?" ”

But the boy said, "Those are the food that comes from the mouth." I want to earn a bite to eat from you. ”

"Oh? How to earn? ”

"The villain's ancestors have been scholars for generations, know how to write calligraphy and ink, if the immortals do not give up, I am willing to be a scholar and a scholar, and I will study ink and wash the pen for you." The young man said in a straight voice.

"That's interesting." Bai Lan laughed, "How old are you?" ”

The young man said respectfully: "The villain is eleven years old this year, but there are still three days to live." ”

"Oh? Why do you only have three days to live? Bai Lan asked with a smile.

"I ate a stomach full of Guanyin soil, and I can only live for three days. I just want to eat a real meal before I die, and it's my life. ”

Bai Lan smiled and said: "You are a teenager, what do you learn from the old master to feel nostalgic for life?" In that case, follow me first. ”

The young man said happily: "Thank you Immortal Elder for taking it in." ”

Bai Lan raised his eyes and said, "I'm not an immortal, I just know some tricks." Also, if I take you in, I won't collect your body. ”

"Oh, then thank you for taking it in!"

The young man was not afraid of the word death, but was very calm, perhaps when he was extremely hungry and ate Guanyin soil, he had calmly faced death.

"Do you have a name or a surname?" Bai Lan asked.

"Yes, the villain's surname is Wang, and his name is Yang." The young man bowed respectfully and bowed solemnly.

"Is there a table?"

"My son, my parents died early, so naturally I never had a word."

The ancients were born to take names, and when they got married or took the word when they were crowned. However, if you start a family in advance, or if your father dies early, you will take the table in advance.

Bai Lan nodded, "In that case, I will choose a table for you, and you will no longer be a child in the future." ”

The young man hurriedly bowed, bowed his head and said, "Boy Wang Yang, I respectfully ask the elder to give me words." ”

Bai Lan nodded, "The young man is as dark as ink, life and death are impermanent, and the number of lives is even more uncertain." How can one seedling be filial to one's ancestors? I wish you could be alone in the city forest, life ink is like the sky, and ink is the number, how about it? ”

The young man said happily: "Merlin thanks the elders!" ”

Bai Lan helped him up and said with a smile: "Okay, you will be my scholar from now on." Can you still walk? ”

"Go back to Gongzi, you can still go." He straightened up and walked in a big stride.

Bai Lan smiled: "Don't be reckless, you can sit on the horse." ”

"It's... The villain didn't dare. ”

"Don't listen to me? Then I'll throw you away, right? Bai Lan didn't persuade him, and said cruel things directly.

"Huh? I'll sit, I'll sit. He hurriedly climbed into the saddle, clutching the horse's neck and not letting go.

Bai Lan glanced at the panicked young man obliquely, above his embarrassed body, there were blue clouds hanging from the sky, and the mystic vehicles that led to the earth, neither kings nor emperors, nor princes and generals.

He thinks that this is a strange commodity to live in, and such a fate is more interesting in the future that he can't see through.

So, he took a piece of cake and handed it to Merlin, "Let's eat it and pad my stomach." ”

Ten miles away, a landlord had just finished offering to the land temple, and there was a piece of fragrant cake missing from the tribute on the table.

(End of chapter)