"It's been two days, why haven't you woken up yet!"

Chen Jing heard that this was Grandpa Dong talking.

"It's nothing more than giving too much, too much."

Sounds like Uncle Meng.

"Wait."

Is it Master?

Chen Jing woke up, rubbed his eyes, and was stunned when he opened his eyes, where is this?

The surrounding area was full of fog, unlike the morning fog in the village, where the fog was much lower.

The ground is made of white stone slabs, which look the same kind as the stone railing on the back, and you can see the crystal clear look, which reminds the boy of the word "white jade" he saw in the book.

The sky is gray, there is no sun and moon, no day and night, and some shadows of the outlines of houses can be seen in the distance.

The nearest light now came from a burning candle placed at the top of the stone railing, about a foot high.

Chen Jing didn't know anything about everything here, it felt like a dream, but it didn't feel like it.

For example, he can be sure that he would not have thought deeply about whether he was dreaming or not when he dreamed in the past, but here he can.

If this is not a dream, where is it?

It seems that he is not sleeping, and when he heard the master and them talking, Chen Jing couldn't say that he couldn't move at that time, and it seemed that he came here after falling asleep.

Chen Jing waited without saying a word, hoping that Master and they could find him.

I just waited, waited, waited, waited until I snooze and fell asleep again.

Nan Ke can dispel the sorrow of the king, and the big dream will leave no trace in spring and autumn.

Chen Jing woke up again, still the same as before, surrounded by fog, this time the fog seemed to be heavier.

Getting up and picking up the candle, he was going to walk around, but he probably knew it in his heart, and he didn't have much hope, but he had to find out if anyone else was here.

I think of my memories in my hometown, I finally survived, I can't hide and wait for death, I always try to save myself.

In Chen Jing's heart, Master is omnipotent, but deeper it is actually clear that no one can be named "omnipotent".

I groped slowly along the stone fence, tried to walk far, did not dare to run, I don't know how long I walked, and finally approached the houses, and was able to see the true face, these ruined and collapsed houses, I guess it should be the "palace" mentioned in the book.

Carefully rummaging through a ruined wall, looking at the ruined scene, I couldn't think of what had happened here, and I rummaged around, but there was still no sign of life.

Chen Jingxun found nothing, and when he was about to climb over the wall and leave, he vaguely heard something, calmed down and listened, this time he heard it more clearly, it seemed to be the sound of the stream.

The boy scratched his little head a few times, as the old saying goes, "live by water", and planned to walk over to take a look.

Looking for the sound and walking to a broken wall, looking through the gap, a few bright lights could be faintly seen through the fog, which made Chen Jing happy, and finally found something, at least he didn't have to worry about being bored.

Climb over the broken wall, through the light mist, finally approached the light, stop at a distance of a few zhang away, carefully look around, this is a fairly quiet courtyard, a few points larger than their own, there is a small stone mountain landscape pool in the courtyard, the water flows down from the top of the stone mountain, rushes into the bottom of the pool to stir up the sound of flowing water.

The bright light just now, now I can see clearly, it is emitted by a few beads placed on the stone mountain, I don't know if it is the legendary night pearl, in short, it feels amazing.

Just as Chen Jing was about to take a look, an abrupt voice sounded.

"That little baby, come here."

Chen Jing stayed on the spot, his eyes swaying sideways, he didn't know where the sound came from, and he obviously didn't see anyone when he came in just now.

Originally, if there was someone, the boy should be happy, but now there is only panic left, it should be that he planned to be found out without telling him, and his little face was suffocated and red.

As if he hadn't waited for an imaginary response, the voice sounded again, "Here, little baby." ”

This time, Chen Jing saw a wooden stick erected at the other end of the rockery, which looked like a walking stick.

Hurriedly went around to the other end, and saw an old man with white hair sitting on the edge of the pool, but there were no wrinkles associated with age on his face, the crane hair and childish face were just like this, the sideburns on the top of the head were more like branches, casual and free, wearing a very eye-catching red robe, white lining inside, a plain and elegant, if there was really anything gorgeous, there was only the old man's crutch, it was a mahogany dragon head crutch.

The old man just stroked his beard and smiled, not in a hurry to speak.

Chen Jing put the candle aside first, and then saluted Mr. Zhang when he was in the school, and bowed to this old man, thinking that this old man should be regarded as the oldest he had ever seen, and belonged to the old birthday star, so he bent down a little deeper, and thought about whether he should kowtow to see him, and be more sincere.

The old man looked at the child's small movements, and laughed dumbly in his heart, how could that bastard teach such a sincere disciple, it seems that he has not learned the essence of the door, and he can't pass it on.

"Alright, alright, get up, kid." The old man gave him a false support, and Chen Jing got up.

The old man looked at him again and said, "The old man's surname is Chai, his name, even if you say it, you don't know it, it's not good to know, just don't say it." You can call the old man a senior. ”

There is a pause at this point.

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted again: "Hello Chai senior." ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and said with satisfaction: "The son can be taught." ”

"I thought you'd come here earlier, but it's not too late, so it doesn't matter."

The old man continued: "As for your name, where you are from, and why are you here? The old man is actually clear. ”

Chen Jing blurted out happily: "Senior, how should I go home!" ”

After realizing it, he tentatively added: "Do the old-timers know my master?" His name is Mu Hongfeng. ”

The old man frowned and sighed, "Why don't you know!" How could it not be recognized! How dare you not know it! ”

In another place, a little girl was bored leaning against the root of a huge stone pillar, chatting with her fingers to relieve her boredom, and a burning candle was set up next to her.

The girl suddenly woke up, looked sideways left and right, relaxed her expression, and knocked on the "nothingness" door close to the stone pillar again, and shouted twice lifelessly, "Open the door, open the door." ”

It's still the same, and there's no response.

Cui Ying has thought of various ways to relieve boredom during this time, and tried to climb the pillar, it was easy to get started, but when she reached a height of almost two feet, her consciousness was immediately blurred, and the girl let go and fell.

Later, I heard the master and them talking in the dream, but in the end I came back here, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself hanging on the stone pillar, to be exact, the clothes were hanging on the stone pillar relief, so she didn't fall down, she slipped down the stone pillar with all her strength, and didn't dare to mess around again.

Lying on the ground, kicking and flicking his arms and legs, thinking to himself, Master, how did they throw themselves here? She remembered that she hadn't been wild recently, and Xiaojing wasn't here, just herself, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the more unfair she became, she cried out with a "wow", she couldn't catch her breath when she cried, she choked in her throat and couldn't breathe.

Just then, a boot appeared in front of her.

Without looking at the man's face, Cui Ying shouted and hurriedly ran away.

The madman is here again.

Cui Ying didn't know this madman at all, from the first time she saw her, she chased and fought with herself, she didn't speak from beginning to end, she was dressed as a serious person, she couldn't tell the difference between men and women, she was dressed in a plain tunic suit, a bit of the tone of the people in the rivers and lakes mentioned in the book, her bald head and hair, she couldn't say how good-looking, she was better than the hard facial lines, and the goose egg face had a melon seed face trend.

But what you can do is too inauthentic, bullying yourself for such a little baby.

Cui Ying had tried to resist, and planned to rely on the kung fu learned by Ye Luzi to fight back, but he was young, his hands were short, and his legs were short, so he just wanted to jump up and pounce on his body, but he was kicked back by the madman, rolled to the ground and slid out of a large section.

The pain is really painful, but it can be endured, and Cui Ying also knows that the person didn't kill him, otherwise he would really be beaten to death.

I can't beat and run, just like now, squatting with my head in my hands, let this madman fight, stop when you have enough, or disappear, every time you come and go without a trace, just like what is said in the Romance of the Rivers and Lakes.

Every time she is beaten by this madman, she doesn't cry, no one is watching, and no one feels sorry when she cries.

Cui Ying suspects that this is not only a madman, but also a deaf and dumb person, if he really can't hold back his tears, it can't be regarded as another show, and when the time comes, he will beat himself harder, and then he will have to pay for the loss.

This time, Cui Ying squatted down with her head in her hands, in case she was kicked out by the madman, and continued to be beaten before she got up, at that time there were more places where the body was beaten, unlike at this time, the madman could only fight on one side.

Ignoring the storm outside, this madman can't beat himself to death anyway, so it's better to be distracted and think of some good things, such as the meal cooked by Old Man Dong.

The pain on her body disappeared suddenly, and Cui Ying expected that the madman was gone, but she didn't dare to stand up directly, first pouted her ass and looked behind her, then tilted her head sideways and looked to the side, and then slowly got up.

exhaled heavily, then kicked a few kicks and punches casually, and finally came to the end of the angry dantian's rivers and lakes, and appropriated the joke: "Today, it is another small victory, thank you for the support, thank you for the support." He clenched his fists and arched his hands as he spoke.

Looking back at the candle, I remembered what the old man with the white beard had said, the candle burned out, and he would stay here forever.

But then again, this candle is really burn-resistant, there is not a single candle tear, it seems to be completely burned, there is no waste at all, and the candles I have seen before cannot be compared.

But even so, the candle was almost half burned, which inevitably made her a little flustered.

What the white-bearded old man said sounded like she was teasing herself, anyway, she had no clue how to get out, and she thought of the good things about Master and Xiaojing, and she was sad in comparison, and she burst into tears.

"Do you remember what the old man said?"

"Remember, Grandpa Chai."

"Do you understand?"

"This ...... Not really. ”

"What you say and listen to, it is naturally allowed, those that are not allowed, the old man can only find a way to say it, transfer flowers and trees to steal beams and change pillars, the answer is in it, you need to think deeply to analyze it, these acts of the old man, those of them know, probably turn a blind eye, and if you say more, both of us will be in trouble."

After speaking, he raised his hand, and the pearls in the courtyard dragged the brilliance and gathered into the old man's hand.

Chen Jingming saw that there were two or three pearls that were bigger than eggs, but when they flew into the hands of the old man, they had already become the size of pigeon eggs.

The old man surnamed Chai stretched out his hand holding the pearl to the boy, "Child, these are given to you, and at a critical moment, I can replace your candle." ”

Chen Jing wanted to shirk it, but the old man grabbed his shirt with one hand and pulled it away, threw it all in the other hand, and said angrily: "The elder will just take it for you, and the old man will beg you to fail." You dare to refuse such a good thing, are you planning to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?"

The old man picked up the candle next to him and stuffed it back into the boy's hand, tidied up his clothes at will, pulled his small body towards a door, and said, "Do you remember what I said at that time?" Get out of this gate, walk along the path, meet the avenue and go to the left, at the end of the avenue is the gate, you need ...... Stuff, it's there.

Let's go on the road like this, you are a mortal body, if the candle on the road can't hold it, take out a pearl and come out, that thing is the most useful for you now, and the rest of the test has to be resolved by yourself, and the old man can only help here. ”

Chen Jing didn't know how to thank the old man, so he had to put down the candle again and solemnly bow again.

The old man smiled with relief and said, "Good." ”

Chen Jing didn't leave immediately, hesitated, but said euphemistically: "Grandpa Chai, why don't I leave two or three beads, I don't think I need so much." ”

The old man didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted directly, and sneered: "What, little baby, I'm afraid that the old man will die here." You don't want to know where the beads come from? Who gave it to you?

Let's tell you the truth, you are dead, the old man is still safe and sound, just give you a few beads, and you will get carried away and don't know how to do it, the surname Mu teaches his disciples like this? ”

Chen Jing looked at this old man whose face was comparable to turning a book, and said helplessly: "My master didn't teach me this, I just think that I should be kind, and I don't think much about anything else." ”

The old man still didn't give a good face, "Get out, leave quickly, the old man doesn't want to see your baby face again." ”

This time the boy took the candle and faced the old man, took two steps back, and then turned and walked into the misty path.

Looking at the child, the old man pondered whether to say it or not, and finally clenched his fists, and after making up his mind, he called out to the boy who had not taken a few steps.

The old man frowned, and said in a serious tone: "Child, I will ask you one last word, just keep it in your heart, you don't have to answer me, this is likely to help you in the future." ”

There was a faint roar in the sky, from far and near, the old man looked at the sky, his frowning brows stretched out, and there was a kind of freedom to see.

"Old-timer, you say."

The old man asked unhurriedly: "How can you make people who are a hundred times stronger than you follow you?" ”

After the old man finished asking, two loud shouts came from far and near from the edge of the sky.

"Enough!"

"Shut up!"

One is low and majestic, and the other is violent like thunder.

Then there was the heavenly power that accompanied the momentum, the wind howled, and the thunder roared.

Chen Jing was frightened by the sudden voice, and craned his neck to look at where the voice came from.

The old man didn't seem to care at all about the two voices, but waved his hand at the boy and said, "Go, child, remember what I said, and think more when you have free time." ”

Chen Jing said goodbye to the old man, walked to the path, and after walking a distance, he turned around and waved at the old man before turning back and continuing his journey.

The old man kept looking at the child until the figure disappeared into the mist, and then he said to himself, "The burden is too heavy, too heavy." Naturally, the Ancestor knew this, but why did he do it? ”

Then he raised his head and deliberately shouted loudly: "You must know a lot more than me, if you have the ability, you can go directly to the ancestor to spread wild, no matter how bad it is, you can sprinkle." Angry with me, a lowly official, what kind of system. ”

The old man responded with only a muffled snort.