This is an extremely remote area of the Hengduan Mountains, with high mountains and dense forests, wild beasts and inaccessible people, and no matter how brave the woodcutter or hunter is, he does not dare to set foot here. The majestic and tall mountains are magnificent, continuous and magnificent. Countless mountain peaks rise suddenly, smiling like sleep.

On top of a mountain that is neither high nor low, I don't know who built it and when, and the four cabins were built in three directions, leaving a gap facing south, two cabins in the middle, and a cabin on each side of the east and west.

The cabin is boxy, triangular top, each log is a big tree in the deep mountains, I don't know who lives here, not only have the courage to set foot here, but also build a few small wooden houses here, are you not afraid of wolves, jackals, tigers and leopards to come to hunt?

In the early morning, the birds sang happily and loudly in the forest, the time was early spring, the grass began to grow their tender and tenacious waists, the small trees escaped the cold winter under the cover of the big trees, ushered in the warm early spring, the sun was very gentle and caressed the big mountain, like caressing their own children.

I don't know how long it has passed, but I can only hear an abusive voice......

"Damn, damn a few bad old men, they even asked me to practice Mao's kung fu again, master, I am very vindictive, when I can practice, I will definitely want you to taste my strength, I will definitely drive you all away, and then sit here alone, hum!"

A young man in his twenties, wearing a huge sheepskin and a piece of wood, weighing about 100 pounds, ran on the mountain road, although the speed was average, but to ordinary people, it was still unbelievable.

The scorching sun showed its edge unscrupulously, but in the face of such a scorching light, the boy was not afraid at all, and still kept running.

"Shh, fifteen laps are finally over, it's time to go back to cooking, those bad old men are probably not cooking yet, and I guess I want the master to go back to serve them. The boy muttered discontentedly, then dropped the log and ran quickly towards the four cabins.

The cabin is not only small and exquisite, but also the interior is also unique, the utensils are original, clean and dust-free, of course, this is indispensable to the cleaning of this teenager.

The slightly swarthy boy had just entered the room when a voice almost made him rampage.

"Chen'er is back, hurry up and make a fire to cook, hey, I'm almost starving to death when I sleep until now, don't be busy with the rest, hurry up and cook the meal After we finish eating, there is still an important thing to talk to you about, don't rub it off!" A monk said very verbosely, a monk's robe was worn obliquely, revealing most of his body, and his beard seemed to have been ignored for decades, and the old yellow teeth looked disgusting, and his eyes blinked from time to time, two words to describe him: sloppy, obscene!

"Damn old monk, in the future, I will definitely give you two big bags to put on your head, hum!" the young man named Chen'er thought viciously, but still went to cook.

"Also, you have to do more, those two old guys haven't eaten, if you don't have your share, then don't blame us!" The old monk seemed to think of something, turned to Chen'er and said.

The young man planted his head on the ground one by one, what more words could he say? When he met three shameless bad old men, he swallowed bitterness in his stomach.

This kind of deeds have happened before, I remember that at that time, these old men asked him to cook, he shouldn't, so he only made his own share, but how do you know that these three old men actually robbed him of his share of food, it was shameless to the extreme, there was no way, he was hungry, and he had to do it again, or four copies, because he received the threat again, and he didn't have his share if he did less, hey......

When the young man entered the house, he began to light a fire, brush pots and pots, clean rice and vegetables, like a clever woman, and do it in an orderly manner.

After a few hours, the boy finally prepared a meal, which was very hearty, and the taste was excellent, and the luster and flowers were bright, and he had an appetite when he looked at it. "Bad old man, don't blame me for being late!" the young man shouted loudly, and then before he waited, he began to move his chopsticks.

Bang!!

Three strange people broke in, a monk, a Taoist priest, a beggar, and a teenager, which was a very strange combination.

The Taoist priest was dressed in a gray-black linen cloth, his hair was also hemp brown, and there was a big piece of eye feces in the corners of his eyes at this time, which was extremely sloppy, and the beard under his forehead was twisted into a small braid, and he didn't know that he was also contaminated with some unknown things on it, and the whole person was disgusting.

The beggar was even more speechless, his shoes were half torn and he didn't want to mend them, his feet were exposed, a piece of black mud gave off a faint and unpleasant smell, and his tattered clothes had not been washed for several years, emitting a strong sour smell.

But several people seemed to be accustomed to it, and they didn't care, they only cared about eating, for fear that others would eat it all at once, and they didn't have their own share.

Under the bombardment of the four people, all the food cooked by the young man had been eaten to the bout, and several old men who had finished eating left the house without looking at it.

The young man named Chen'er shook his head helplessly and got up to put away his things, and then began to wash.

"Benchen, come over when you're done, we have a major task for you to complete!" This time it was the voice of the Taoist priest, and there was no doubt in the voice.

"Got it, dead old man, rambling!" Benchen replied after hearing this, full of dissatisfaction.

After the dust was washed, he hurried towards the two small cabins in the middle, he wanted to see what kind of task it was, it was worth the old men to be so anxious, urging over and over again.

"Bad old man, what is there for me to complete?" said Benchen as soon as he entered, opened the door and entered the mountain.

The placement in the house is also messy, not a Buddhist hall, not even Taoism, a big Buddha statue stands in the main hall, and a statue of a Taoist priest Sanqing Taoist ancestor is also in the main hall side by side, which looks nondescript. An old beggar is sleeping with a bamboo stick in his hand, a Taoist priest is sleeping with his head in his hand, and a monk is chanting. Hearing Ben Chen's voice, they all opened their cloudy but divine eyes and looked at Ben Chen.

"Why are you looking at me, didn't you three dead old men call me here? Hurry up, I don't have time to play with you. Benchen looked at the three of them and looked at him, and said unhappily. I said in my heart: When I see you three old ghosts, I feel very unhappy.....

The three of them didn't have any sense of blame for Benchen's unreasonable words, they were all used to it, and they didn't feel strange.

"Chen'er, it seems that you haven't been out of the mountain since you entered the mountain?" said the monk kindly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but it was just a flash, and the young man did not see it.

Benchen replied suspiciously: "Well, no, what's the matter? You don't want to let me out, right?"

"This mission is that you want to go out of the mountain!" said the old beggar tepidly, as if he had nothing to do with him, and it was very precious to say a word, and it took a long time to force out a word.

"Do you mean that you want me to leave you?" Benchen said, his heart tightened, and a faint sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, I have to leave!" the Taoist priest also spoke, and he was also so tepid, as if someone owed him hundreds of thousands.

Benchen has some bad feelings in his heart, although he often quarrels with a few old people, but the relationship is still very good, they all regard each other as the most important person in their lives, and say softly: "Am I too noisy, you want to drive me away!"

Several old people heard Benchen's words, and their hearts were not very good, but this was fate, and they had to drive Benchen away.

Benchen is now twenty-one years old, and he has never left the valley, he was brought up by the three of them, and in the hearts of the three of them, they all treat Benchen as their own grandson, how can they be willing to let him go?

......