Bang!

Suddenly, his feet slipped, and Wu Mashu fell to the ground at the moment of crisis.

But even under the stumble, he still turned around in surprise at the first time, hugged his mother, and shook it: "Mother? mother...?"

The mother opened her eyes weakly, looked at her child, and reached out tremblingly to caress her tender cheeks, gentle and kind: "Shu'er... When you grow up, you promise your mother... Be sure to take good care of yourself. ”

Looking at his mother, whose face was magically beginning to glow, Wu Mashu finally couldn't bear it, held his mother's hand, and shed helpless tears: "Mother... What should the child do?"

But his mother withdrew her hand, pushed him away, and urged, "A dignified man... The road of life, go by yourself, go quickly...!"

As she spoke, she was still weak, and she didn't know where she had the strength to push Wu Mashu away from a foot away, and then turned around and rushed towards the two who rushed over.

Looking at the turbulent airflow around his mother, Wu Mashu was shocked and cried: "Mother... Don't leave the book behind...!"

Obviously, his mother wanted to blow up the dantian and die with the two who could rush to the end, in exchange for a chance to give her son a chance to live.

At the same time, on the pond on the right side of the Book of Wu Mashu, a very discordant drunken laughter sounded: "Life?... What is life? Haha~"

Ignoring the laughter of the drunken man on the rock of Tanxi, Wu Mashu still looked at his mother's back with tears in his eyes, and he wanted to imprint this warm back firmly in his heart.

But before his mother rushed to the two people who were shocked, a long laugh burst into the air: "~ Thousands of mountains and rivers have experienced joys and sorrows, you come and go, and I have passed by......"

I saw that the red-shirted madman who was supposed to be leaning on the rock of Tanxi had already laughed wildly and turned into a chaotic red shadow streamer, and he had already appeared between the three of them between the waves.

“... With wine or without wine, I turn myself upside down, a drink of rivers swallows the sun and the moon, a thousand cups do not pour the fairy in the dream... Hahaha~!"

Bang bang!

He raised his head and drank the green wine in the gourd, and when his body was spinning, he had already punched and kicked in a trance, and he actually knocked down the frightened two people in an instant!

The two of them were only in the middle of refining qi, and they felt a red shadow in front of them, and they fainted instantly.

Immediately, Wu Mashu was surprised to see that the madman actually leaned back around, and the wine gourd slapped backwards and hit the place where his mother's dantian could be rushed!

Yes~!

The spiritual power around his mother's body was completely unloaded in an instant, and her body rolled up and screamed back.

Wu Mashu's eyes suddenly widened: "Mother~!"

Then he suddenly saw the madman who had turned into a red afterimage, rushing towards his mother, who was rolling back in mid-air.

Wu Mashu thought that this madman was going to hurt his mother, but he was suddenly shocked and roared: "Don't...!"

And the red afterimage was incredibly fast, and it came first, stopped in front of him like crazy, and at the same time grinned maniacally, turned around and stretched out his arms, and took his mother down, and placed it steadily in front of him.

I saw the down-and-out red-shirted figure leaning over, revealing a face half-covered by a black mask from within the messy long hair.

This person is Luo Yu.

Luo Yu looked at the witch horse book that raised his small fist in front of him, and was in doubt, he smiled, stretched out the wine gourd, knocked on the door of the other party's head, and said, "Little boy." ”

As he spoke, he threw his head up and drank.

And Wu Mashu's mother, whose face was like gold paper at this time, looked at her child: "Shu'er... Fast... Thank you for saving your life. ”

Wu Mashu hurriedly knelt beside his mother, hugged his mother, and was puzzled: "Mother, he just ha...?"

His mother shook her head and said: "Mother's life is on the verge of death, if it weren't for Engong's action to seal my dantian, I would have turned into powder at this moment..." ”

Hearing this, Wu Ma Shu suddenly woke up, and hurriedly bowed to Luo Yu to thank Yunyun.

But Luo Yu was crazy, sitting next to the stream rocks, completely ignoring the muddy water eroding his clothes, and only blindly getting drunk.

And Wu Mashu's mother was obviously dying, so she grabbed Wu Mashu and explained with difficulty: "Son~ You have five spirits and miscellaneous roots... It is difficult to become enlightened. Since then, when... Cover your hands and change your surname, live... Be alive and remember... Zhi'en... Don't look for... Seeking revenge~"

Saying that, without waiting for Wu Mashu to agree, she had closed her eyes and died...

Wu Mashu immediately wept bitterly, hugged his mother deadly, and wept sadly: "The child has written it down, written it down." ”

After a while, Luo Yu looked at the young man who was still holding his mother tightly, lazily on one finger, and taught: "Hey~ little boy, enter the soil for safety, enter the soil for safety..." ”

I saw him holding the wine gourd in his hand and pointing in all directions, and said inarticulately: "Here... The mountains and rivers are beautiful, you can sleep for a long time and not wake up, and you can't wake up for a long sleep~ hahaha..."

Saying that, Luo Yu just laughed and fell asleep!

And Wu Mashu looked at Luo Yu and then at his mother in his arms. He gently let go of his mother and walked over to the fainting duo.

After hesitating for a moment, he actually took out a dagger and stabbed it into the hearts of the two of them tremblingly!

After pushing the bodies of the two into the pond stream, he trembled mentally and washed away the blood stains on his hands, came to his mother's side, knelt down and pleaded: "The child is not filial, and the disaster of the clan is to blame, and it has nothing to do with others." However, these two people hurt their mother's life for the sake of reward, and if they do not kill the child, it will be difficult for them to be the son of man.... ”

So saying, he prostrated again and again.

Not long after, Wu Ma Shu began digging graves in the forest. After burying his mother's body and bowing three times and nine times, he came to the outside of the forest.

Looking at the red-shirted man who was drunk in the pool water, his black face was half-covered, he was puzzled for a moment, and then stepped forward to retrieve the wine gourd in the stream. But I never thought that the water was gurgling down, and the wine gourd had been washed away...

In desperation, he had to return to Luo Yu's side and dragged him out of the pool with great difficulty...

......

In the territory of Zhaozhong Prefecture, the mountainside of the north of the West Pole of the Jiuyue Mountains.

Between the clouds and mist in the middle of the mountain, there seems to be a Taoist temple Zhongming, and occasionally there is a mountain road looming.

In fact, strictly speaking, it can't be called a mountain road, because this mountain path is steep and rugged, and the dangerous places are like hanging, even if one person climbs carefully, it is full of dangers.

At this moment, on this steep and difficult mountain road, there are two people walking one in front of the other. A man in a red shirt in front of him was torn and dirty, although he looked drunk and dreaming of death, his body was swaying, and his steps were vain, but he walked on the mountain road as if he were walking on the ground!

The most important thing is that he can also drink leisurely and sing in the mountains from time to time.

Not far behind him, there was a thin boy in rough clothes.

The boy's hands and face were dirty, for he walked on the steep mountain path, and his hands were covered with blood blisters. With every step he took and held the rock wall, his brow trembled uncontrollably...

The so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, and it is naturally very painful to do this way. But his eyes were firm, and he still gritted his teeth and insisted, and he didn't let out the slightest cry of pain.

Obviously, the two people who crossed the mountains and mountains were Luo Yu, who was drunk and dreamed of death, and Wu Mashu, who was lonely and miserable.

Why Luo Yu walked here, it is estimated that even he doesn't know. And Wu Mashu naturally ran for his life, of course, he also relied on Luo Yu... Silence followed, and he became a loyal little follower who wanted to repay his kindness!

When Luo Yu was drunk, he took care of it, and when Luo Yu threw wild game, he made a fire and cooked it and served it. Diligent and hard-working, he simply respects Luo Yu as his father!

In short, one is silently waiting by the side, and the other is enjoying it peacefully!

At this moment, Wu Mashu climbed a mountain road with a bend of nearly 90 degrees, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and a small broken rock 'platform' appeared.

A curved ancient pine hangs over the edge of the cliff, and the pine crown is like an umbrella to shade the sun and avoid the sun on the rock.

And his benefactor, the drunken man, was already lying on the rocky mountain on all sides, and poured wine with his head up.

Boom~

The green liquor droops, then overflows from the open mouth and splatters over the rock.

The mountain breeze moves slowly, bringing a strong and pungent smell of medicinal wine.

Wu Mashu sniffed his nose and walked quietly to the edge of the rock, standing outside the shade of the trees, licking his parched lips with his head down.

Along the way, Wu Ma Shu was extremely strange! The benefactor never stopped drinking except when he was drunk, and he didn't know how many wine gourds were hidden on his body, one after another... It's endless!

At this time, the mountains are lush in the shade, birds and beasts cry from time to time, and there are three or two cranes soaring in the mountains and clouds.

Luo Yu enjoyed the coolness under the shade of the tree, looking at Jinyang through the pine crown needles and branches, he was drunk and shouted: "The mountains and seas are like deep dreams, and the wrong will be a bosom friend;

Saying that, Luo Yu looked at the sky and smiled: "Hahaha~ drunk and lying... This mountain. ”

With a slight frown, Wu Mashu glanced at the benefactor who was smiling wildly in the sky, only to feel that this smile seemed to reveal a strong sense of self-blame and irony. He didn't know how many times he had seen such a picture, and he didn't know what had happened to his benefactor.

My mother once said that the sorrow of the world is mostly covered with laughter, and the happiness of the world is washed with tears. Maybe the benefactor was the sad laugh, so he chose to be silent, to be a listener in silence.

And at this moment, a sigh sounded from the mountain road on the other side of the cliff: "Fusheng is immeasurable~ah!"

Then came a bull-nosed old man in a gray and blue robe.

Although the old Taoist priest looked at the gray beard, his face was like red jade, he was refreshed, holding a pole and two feet to whisk the dust, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones.

When he walked the mountain road, he walked vigorously, and at a glance, he knew that he had worked hard under his feet.

I saw him walk in front of the two of them, pinching his beard, raising his eyebrows and glancing at the poor Wu Ma Shu, then looked at Luo Yu, who was drunk and lying, and then sighed again and shook his head: "There is no wealth to grieve the body, no love to torture the soul, and a person's life is nothing more than to make a living and seek love." Lay people are trapped in their hearts, they should cultivate their lives well, nourish their bodies, love well, and enrich their souls~"

And Luo Yu didn't look at this mundane old way, waved his hand to look at the sky, and smirked: "No, no, no... It should be good... Make ~ love, plump the soul, um ~ rhyme ~"

When the old man heard this, he immediately swept away the dust, and said unhappily: "Words are born from the heart, the meaning is through all sides, and it comes from the heart, and yin evil is not hindered." The layman is bitter, so why should he deceive himself into getting drunk? Don't you hear a thousand cups and not be relieved of your sorrows, and you will be miserable and sorrowful for all eternity?"

Luo Yu poured a sip of wine again, smashed it, smashed it, and smashed it: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back... You bull's nose~ Tell me, how can you solve a thousand sorrows if you are not drunk?"

When this ordinary old man heard this, he came to his senses, sat down beside the stone, and taught very seriously: "Isn't a layman not drunk and dreaming of death, but he is only deceiving himself." If you want to forget the bitterness and sorrow, then entangle the mind, if the heart is suffering, it will be an accident, and the matter is caused by people, then the people in the heart are still there. The more I wonder if I have forgotten it, the more clearly I remember it, and the more painful I become. It's so orderly, it's devastating.... ”

"Huh~" Luo Yu lazily waved his hand disdainfully, and then sat up, brushing the dust in the hands of the stunned old man, tickling it with it and laughing: "It's easy to say, I don't know my heart, why do you talk about the suffering of people? I don't know, I think you are an immortal~!"

As he spoke, Luo Yu threw the dust back into Lao Dao's arms, and said again: "Hugh is going to pour poisoned milk, in my last life~ I drank and vomited.... ”

The old Taoist priest caught the dust, looked at Luo Yu, who was not dead or alive, and asked suspiciously: "What is poisonous milk?

Although Luo Yu was like a puddle of mud and only cared about drinking, Lao Dao was tired of asking again and again. It's a bit sensitive and studious, and it's not ashamed to ask.

And Wu Mashu, who was hanging his head beside him, bowed his head and replied: "Sperm milk is not poisonous, but how poisonous is people's desires?"

"En?" When the old man heard this, he immediately looked at the witch horse book with his head bowed in surprise, and looked up and down: "The son is smart, can you worship me as a teacher, and ask the immortals...?"

Wu Mashu glanced at Luo Yu, then shook his head decisively, and muttered: "You are not as smart as me, how can you be a teacher?"

Seeing this, the old man with a straight face suddenly put on a straight face, ready to teach this son seriously.

But at this moment, Luo Yu suddenly sat up, made a move with one hand, and was already holding a golden golden pill in his palm, exuding a refreshing danxiang, and looked at Lao Dao with a smile: "Na~ Look at your old man's life for only ten years, but there is still a little spiritual root, I have an elixir here, which can help you open... Kailing increases longevity.... ”

Seeing that this drunken layman can easily use the illusion in his hand, and the golden pill in his hand is even more suspended and dazzling, it must be an elixir! And this seemingly drunk person must also be a person who has attained the Tao...!

The old man with the bull nose suddenly flashed his eyes, and his eyes showed longing, what kind of fairy wind bones, a serious book or something, all swept away.

He instantly changed into a sycophant, and under the shocked gaze of Wu Mashu, he actually prostrated on the ground and bowed hoarsely: "Old Tao... Oh no, disciple Jin Wuyi, I am willing to follow the Immortal Master forever, and sit on your true disciple and the lackeys under the seat until eternity..."

But Luo Yu laughed and pointed to the old man: "~Jin Wuyi?!I don't want you as an unrighteous disciple, na~ I'll send you." ”

As he spoke, he threw the elixir to Lao Dao, waved his hand and pointed at him: "Where to go, Hugh disturbed my dream..." ”

Lao Dao took Jin Dan, and immediately went to Luo Yu with great joy, and then left happily.

From beginning to end, the young Wu Mashu didn't say a word, still bowing his head slightly. Even when Luo Yu took out the Jin Dan, he didn't even glance at the Jin Dan, he only quietly listened and observed the conversation between the two, especially the very different words and deeds before and after the old way...

Luo Yu smiled at the book of witches and horses, and then lay down on the boulder...