Zhao'an City, Chengdong Village, Mu Hongfeng sat under the laurel tree in the courtyard and closed his eyes to recuperate, Dong Chuanhai came back from the field work, and after cleaning his hands, he came to sit down with him.

After taking a sip of tea to moisten his mouth, Dong Chuanhai asked, "What happened to the two children?" ”

Mu Hongfeng's body did not move, his eyes were still closed, and his fingers tapped the stone table, as if God was looking down on the world, and the stone table was divided from it, revealing the images of the two disciples.

Dong Chuanhai stared at it for a while, and said suspiciously: "In such a situation, I'm afraid it's getting deeper and deeper?" ”

Mu Hongfeng nodded and said, "For that old demon Zou, it is also more delicious." ”

Dong Chuanhai pondered for a moment and nodded, that Zou Lao Mo was pressed by Lao Mu, although he bowed his head, it was unlikely that he would blindly accept his fate, but whenever there was an opportunity to make up for it, Zou Lao Mo would definitely cook it carefully before he could eat it.

"Do you dare to conclude that Old Demon Zou will act honestly and honestly, and will not hurt the foundation of the two children's avenue?"

In the whole world, there are not no great monks who can deal with Zou Lao Mo, and there are even a few, but there are only a few who can pinch Zou Lao Mo to death, and Youxian Mu Hongfeng is one of them.

Dong Chuanhai has this question, not because he can't believe in Lao Mu's ability, but because he can't believe in Zou Laomo, who was extremely arrogant in his early years, when Dong Chuanhai was young, Zou Laomo had become famous, and his cultivation in the Yuanying Realm spread all over the continent, even if Dong Chuanhai is now on top, and the Zou Laomo is the same cultivator, and he fights alone, Dong Chuanhai does not dare to say that he will win steadily, as for fighting life and death, Zou Laomo has a unique ability to escape for his life, and ordinary monks are helpless about it.

It's a pity that Zou Lao Mo met Youxian, he couldn't escape, not to mention, and was stuffed into a small cage-like city by Lao Mu, Lao Mu didn't speak, Zou Lao Mo didn't dare to run away, even if Lao Mu disappeared in the past few years, Zou Lao Mo had no signs of sneaking away, thinking that Zou Lao Mo was very afraid of Lao Mu, and his courage was scared.

"Actually, I'm a little worried."

Mu Hongfeng opened his eyes and said worriedly: "Old Demon Zou is really afraid of me, the lord of Nanyuzhou, and he hates me very much, after all, I took action to suppress it, and it is just human nature to have a debtor and a master." I am afraid that Zou Laomo's hatred is greater than his fear, and his fear hides his hatred, so he uses his thoughts and hands on the child. ”

Dong Chuanhai was worried for a moment and relieved, and said with a smile: "Say a thousand things and ten thousand, I still have to bother you, not only to beware of Old Demon Zou, but also to take care of the two children." ”

Mu Hongfeng laughed at himself: "This is not a matter of tiring for a day or two, it has to be counted by years and months, a lot of age, and I don't let me worry." ”

Dong Chuanhai pointed to the portraits of the two young people on the table and said: "I don't have as many ideas as you, I don't expect them to do anything earth-shattering in the future, I just beg them not to hold you back, that's enough." ”

Mu Hongfeng did not praise or disparage, and he knew in the words of his old friend that since he was my disciple of Mu Hongfeng, he would always have something to do, and it would be a matter of time before his name spread all over the world.

But when it comes to "earth-shattering", ordinary people can't afford it, the monks who once had this feat are either dead or afraid, and the handful of monks who are still alive now can still stand up if they ask themselves if they encounter things that make them "the sky" and "the sea" come forward?

I'm afraid it's a lot of thinking and thinking, and being cautious.

After life and death, I know that life is precious, and the older I live, the more I cherish my life.

Zhi'an City, at the foot of Scissors Mountain, there is a narrow hole, there are gusts of wind blowing out all the year round, mortals look inside, and the line of sight is pitch black when they go deep into Zhangyu.

If a monk ventures in, all the way down to the base of the mountain, he will be able to suddenly open up.

A cave not much smaller than Zhi'an City appeared.

There are no houses, no houses, and no temples in the cave, but there is an ancient tree that touches the "heavenly dome", and its branches stretch in all directions.

The ancient trees have no leaves, but they are fruitful, ranging in size and size, like lanterns, reflecting a hazy red light that illuminates the entire cave.

Inside each lit lantern, there are inexplicable nightmares, there are also real hatred, and some lanterns detain the monk's inner demons.

A hunchbacked old woman in a black robe with a silver hair, looking up at the tree with a cold face and frost, she had countless fruits, but she didn't dare to eat them at will.

Since being suppressed by Youxian, there is no past leisure, in this underground all year round, the avenue is blocked, and the cultivation is stagnant, although there is that city above, mortals can quench her thirst with seven emotions and six desires, after all, it is just better than nothing, and if you want to go further, you must be a monk's lust, and the demon is her favorite.

Old Demon Zou's mind moved slightly, and a branch stretched out on its own, and two still bright lanterns hung on it.

The rest of the lanterns were full of illusory ideas, and inside these two lanterns were two living people with physical bodies.

Watching the lights, Zou Lao Mo looked at it for a moment, this girl thought repeatedly, she wanted this and that, she was a little greedy, but it was also human nature, that is, there was thunder and lightning in the Mo Ming, I don't know if it was the back hand left by Mu Hongfeng?

Zou Lao Mo's gaze shifted, looked at another lantern, and after a while, he shook his head, the babies of the family are almost the same, she has seen it countless times, nothing strange.

Could it be that the two babies are pampered, and Mu Hongfeng dotes on him unclearly?

Or can't you be ruthless or clever enough to throw it at me?

Zou Lao Mo shook his head as soon as he thought about it, the immortal is incomprehensible, immeasurable, save useless thoughts.

Behind the stage, the old man Feng, who was woken up, narrowed his eyes, and a candle flame illuminated the little face of the Chen family's boy, and the old man was not annoyed, he propped up half of his body, stretched out a hand and shouted: "Meat!" ”

The young Chen Jing handed him the "leftovers" angrily, and reprimanded him like a little adult: "That's all, if you like to eat or not." ”

Old man Feng ignored the young man's annoyance, chewed the mud ball and stuffed it into his stomach after a few strokes, and said again: "Is there meat but no wine?" ”

"You're too lazy like this, you have to lift your ass when you pee, or don't drink water."

After all, the young man still went to the corner water to scoop half a scoop of water, and when Old Man Feng finished drinking and wanted to sleep again, the young man pushed him.

Old man Feng was unhappy and said, "What are you doing?" After eating and drinking, we should save some energy and continue to sleep, Chen family boy, you can go back too, otherwise it will freeze you when it gets cold for a while, and there will be no one to bring me food tomorrow. ”

The young man shouted: "I'm counting the days, it's the sixth day of the new year, it's time for you to tell a story." ”

Old man Feng said impatiently: "I've talked about it thousands of times, you haven't got tired of hearing it, I'm tired of saying it, it's okay, I don't want to sleep anymore in the middle of the year." ”

The young man stiffened his lips and said, "Then I'll bring you food at noon." ”

Old man Feng had no choice but to get up, he was lazy and lazy, and if he could live until now, he would rely on the young man's tight clothes and food to feed, and he could only rely on telling some stories to relieve the boy's boredom.

"In other words, once upon a time there was a mountain, called Mutu Mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, called Mutu Temple, and there was ...... in the temple."

The young man put the candle aside, and when he heard Old Man Feng say this, he immediately interrupted: "Don't think about fooling around, change it." ”

Old man Feng is not in shape, he is very cunning, and he can fool him, that is, Chen Jing helped him "continue his life", and the young man shouted at him with confidence.

Old man Feng put away the padded jacket on his body, sighed and said, "My brain is confused at this moment, or you can get up, and I will pick you up." ”

The boy crouched beside him and encouraged him, "Tell me something I've never said." ”

Old man Feng sighed, "It's like this when I go back, the coffin has been taken out for you, it's really gone." ”

Chen Jing sat down cross-legged, pointed at Old Man Feng and said to the young man: "This guy must be talking nonsense, you keep up and try it." ”

The young man wrapped his shirt twice and asked, "You are so old, and you have been to so many places, why don't you tell your own story?" ”

Old man Feng glanced at the young man and snorted, "Others want to hear the heroes break into the rivers and lakes, it's good for you, you want to hear how the beggars beg for food, what's the matter, when you have the opportunity to go out, don't go farming, go to ask for food instead, do you want to give your father and mother the face?" ”

The young man said sadly: "I am young and my legs are short, even if I have the opportunity at this time, I will not be able to run far, so it is better to leave it to you." ”

Old man Feng patted the young man's braincase, "At my age, according to the folk saying, death is also a joy and mourning, but at your young age, if you really want to die, it will be an untimely death."

I don't know, every night, I don't want you to come, you have a little food left, and you have to share it with me, a lazy man. But if you don't come, I'm so sick that I don't know if you're at home or somewhere. ”

The young man drew a circle on the ground with his finger, lowered his head and said: "Death is death, it's not a big deal, the old folks in the village, it is estimated that there are only two of us left." ”

"The Chen family boy." Old man Feng asked the young man to raise his head, "Anyone will die, it's actually not a big deal, but you don't deserve to die, at least you shouldn't die in front of me, let me, this old man, give you a cushion." ”

Chen Jing approached Old Man Feng, shook his head and said, "It's really you, Old Man Feng, if you don't say everything, you will be embarrassed." ”

The young man thought about Old Man Feng's words and said, "Are you afraid that if I die, no one will bring you food?" ”

"That's right!" Old man Feng nodded violently and said, "That's not going to starve to death, it's miserable." ”

The young man was familiar with him, knew the old man's temper, and was not annoyed, so he urged him: "It's not too late, and I don't want to be frozen, so you can come up with a story to tell." ”

Old man Feng knew that he couldn't fool himself tonight, coughed, cleared his voice, and said loudly: "Anyway, there is a realm lined with Taoist temples outside, and Taoists are everywhere, all with unique skills, going down the mountain to kill demons, entering the sea to eliminate demons, protecting the water and soil, and earning a bulging purse, all of them are guys who walk and look at the sky with their nostrils and look down on people with dog eyes...... ”

The more Chen Jing listened, the more wrong he became, and interrupted him: "What's the matter, what you said doesn't match the incoherence, whether those Taoists are good or bad." ”

Old man Feng said: "The front is good, but the back is bad." ”

"How did it turn bad?"

"What do you do with so much?"

"Others pinch the head and remove the tail, you simply don't have a stomach here, and your head is connected to your ass, can I not be surprised?"

"Alright, you stop, I'll move on."

Old man Feng asked the young man to stop his voice and continued: "In a certain year and month, a Taoist priest came from other places, and after he came, he threatened to be the head of the Taoist priest, that is, the 'Taoist head', and the local Taoist priest would definitely not do it, and then the fight started.

The foreign Taoist priest was not stupid, he knew that the local Taoist priests were powerful, and then he took out a treasure and immediately turned the tide and made the local Taoist priest bow down. ”

The boy couldn't help but ask, "Why is the baby so powerful?" ”

Old man Feng held his hand and shouted: "A roast chicken with a fragrance!" ”

Chen Jing sighed, he was still fooled by him tonight.

The young man was dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? ”

Old man Feng licked his lips and said embarrassedly: "I've been hungry for too long, and I can't help but blurt out." Actually, in the hands of that Taoist, it's a very powerful baby anyway, no matter how powerful it is, you two can do it. ”

Chen Jingchu didn't care when he heard it, after the words "you two" came out, he was stunned for a moment, stared at Old Man Feng, and then turned his head to look at the young man, both of them seemed to be unaware of the inappropriateness in their words.

Chen Jing didn't think that he had heard it wrong, and after thinking about it, it could only be that old demon Zou was making a mistake, so he got up and arched his hand: "Can the seniors come out and see it." ”

The night was deep, and the candlelight was faintly flickering.

Chen Jing, who failed to get what he wanted, was helpless about this, and continued to accompany the old and the young to relieve their boredom.

The candle burned to a small half, and Old Man Feng saw that the young man was wrapped tightly around his clothes again, and said, "You have been staying for an hour this time, it is almost midnight, and you should go home." ”

The young man hesitated for a moment and nodded, got up and held the candle and said, "You have to hold on." ”

Old man Feng said with a smile: "There is food and drink, everything is not worried, let's make do with the two of us to live together." ”

On the way home, Chen Jing looked up at the night sky with foresight, and the young man slowed down for a moment and looked up.

There was an extra ray of light in the sky, overpowering the starry sky.

The boy muttered to himself, "Broom star? ”

Chen Jing touched the scene and said sadly: "Yes, there will be more in the future, more and more, until ......"