When Houtu came out of the police station, it was already completely light. He was so hungry that he found a nearby breakfast stall and bought some simple meals.

When he paid for it, he was dumbfounded. The inner pocket of his clothes had been cut with a knife, and only a few yuan of pocket money were left in it.

But luckily, his ID card and mobile phone are still there. He thought about it for a while, maybe when he was on the bus, he met a thief who "has a way to steal".

"I'm sorry, I don't have enough money" Houtu plans to buy less food.

"It's okay, you can take it and eat it. Your money must have been stolen" The friendliness and kindness of the stall owner made Houtu feel the warmth that had not been seen for a long time.

"Young man, I see that you have something on your mind, you can go to the temple to burn an incense, and you will be in a better mood" It was an old man who had breakfast who spoke, and he was also kind-hearted.

Houtu immediately inquired that dozens of kilometers northwest from this city, there is a very famous mountain called Lingjiu Mountain. On Lingjiu Mountain, there are many temples, and the most famous one is called Tianxin Temple.

He immediately decided to go to the monastery on the mountain. Along the way, he always felt that his fate was ill-fated and his life was tribulated, and it should be that his luck was not smooth. Perhaps, burning incense and worshiping the Buddha can change one's luck, at least let one's heart get some relief or comfort.

That morning, without making any mistakes, he hiked to Lingjiu Mountain.

There are a total of 72 peaks in Lingjiu Mountain, the main peak is nearly 1,500 meters above sea level, and the mountains are undulating, like a Jiangnan girl lying on her side and falling asleep, and is praised as "sleeping beauty" by the world. This is a famous mountain, and celebrities throughout the ages have praised Lingjiu Mountain.

The natural environment of Lingjiu Mountain is unique, the landform types are diverse, it is the holy land of Taoism and Buddhism, and is listed as the 33rd blessed land in the world by Taoist books.

In the middle of the afternoon, he climbed up to a place called Tianji Rock.

Tianji Rock is located in the Pingxi Canyon in the south of the eastern peak of Lingjiu Mountain, with dense jungle, groups of strange rocks and dense caves. However, not many people come here, because most of them go to the southern scenic spot of Lingjiu Mountain.

"Young man, are you thirsty, do you need to buy a bottle of water?" As soon as Houtu came to the mountainside, he met a middle-aged man who was selling water on the move. The middle-aged man was carrying a foam box with ice cubes and chilled purified water.

"Okay, bring me a bottle," Houtu said, touching his dry pocket, he forgot to withdraw the money.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have any money with me," he immediately apologized.

The middle-aged man who sold the water glanced at Houtu's embarrassment, knew that he was not lying, and immediately took out a bottle of water and handed it to him, and said cheerfully: "You bring this bottle of water, you will definitely be thirsty when you go to the mountain." When you come back from the mountain, you can give me the money when you have it. ”

"How much does this bottle of water cost? Will you always be in this place? Houtu really wanted to buy water, but he still wanted to ask clearly, otherwise he would be too embarrassed to ask for water.

"This bottle of water only costs three yuan, and I am often around here, either on the mountainside or at the foot of the mountain," the middle-aged man replied seriously.

"Okay, then I'll take it" Hou Tu was no longer polite. People make hard-earned money, and he will definitely send the money over when he turns around.

Climbing a mountain is a very tiring activity, and the higher you climb, the more difficult it will be. Before he reached the top of the mountain, he was so tired that he didn't want to move. He lay on the ground, panting incessantly, and his throat was smoking with thirst. So, he unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and prepared to drink.

"Huh?" He smelled a strange smell in the water bottle. He studied Chinese medicine with Grandpa Jiang since he was a child, and he is very sensitive to the smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

At that moment, a large dog quickly ran down the hill and immediately pounced on him, knocking the bottle of pure water away. However, the big dog that pounced on him did not bite him, but licked his hands and face very affectionately.

"I'm sorry, my dog is actually still young, it's too playful" A white-haired old man walked over lightly, and he gently pulled the big dog away.

"It's okay, I like dogs" Houtu got up from the ground. He definitely didn't dare to drink that bottle of water.

"Young man, are you climbing the mountain alone?" The white-haired old man asked casually.

"Yes, master, you can see it, you are very powerful" Houtu looked at the white-haired old man. He saw just now that this white-haired old man descended the mountain with an elegant body, as if he were walking on the ground.

The white-haired old man didn't speak, staring kindly at Houtu for a moment, and then showing a faint smile.

"What's wrong? Master," Houtu looked at the white-haired old man suspiciously.

The white-haired old man shook his head, raised his arm slightly, sighed, and turned to walk down the mountain.

Houtu was very strange, the white-haired old man seemed to want to say something to him, or something on his mind that he wanted to say to him immediately, but he never said it.

He didn't think much about it and continued to climb up the mountain. After a while, his body began to shake unobeyedly, and his head began to fog. Then, he entered into memories of the past: he remembered his Grandpa Jiang, his grandmother, the village chief, and Teacher Zhu......

In his memories, he remembered three ridiculous marriage contracts, remembered the shackled MLM life, and remembered the escape from death last night and last night. Pile by pile, scene by scene, like a movie, constantly presented in front of him. He was very sad, sad about his own hardship, and an incomparably desolate feeling rose in his heart.

He wanted to stop thinking about it, but he found that he couldn't help himself. He sensed that his soul was completely out of his control, an extraordinary anomaly.

It was dusk on the mountain, people had already descended the mountain, and the surroundings seemed strangely quiet.

"I'm over sixteen years old, I can't get over eighteen, and there is no hope in life."

"I'm a disaster star, whoever touches him is unlucky."

"Alas, the life of a person is too difficult, what is the point of living?"

"This world is so sad that even a trace of warmth is stingy."

"This world, it's really boring, I'm leaving."

"I'm sorry, I know, I don't, I'm really gone"

......

His mouth was chattering, and he walked straight to the top of a cliff. Then he stood on a boulder on the edge of a cliff. This boulder stretches out in the southeast direction, like a 10,000-meter-high platform.

"Kid, come to Grandma."

"Houtu, go, grandpa will take you to collect medicine."

……

A happy smile appeared on Houtu's face, and he felt that not only his grandmother was here, but also Grandpa Jiang was here.

"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm coming" he jumped down.

Suddenly, he saw two white lights shooting from the sky, and he fainted.