In a corner of Wufu Village, several teenagers gathered, the eldest of whom was about seventeen years old, a fat man, with a round little face and a thick waist and thick legs. He is also well-known in the village, after all, he is very recognizable in the village when he looks like him, and he has a name that gives him a headache, that is Zhu Dacong.

This name seems to be nothing at first glance, but since Ma Fangyu began to call him "pig intestine", this title has spread far and wide, and many people know that he has this nickname, and from time to time someone calls him pig intestine.

Zhu Dacong crossed his hands on his hips, like a boss, and pointed at everyone: "That kid Ma Fangyu, I asked him to help me do something small yesterday, but he ignored me, we must teach him a good lesson today." ”

"That's it, that guy is really hateful, he showed off in front of the teacher, and we all lost face. One of them, who was dark-skinned and named Li Heipi, said with a dissatisfied expression.

"What's even more hateful is that that guy is so good-looking and clever that he almost fascinates the girls in the whole village. "The one who spoke was a fair-skinned teenager named Song Baoxing.

"Also, that guy will also win people's hearts and help others do good deeds every day, so that my father and mother are towards him. A short man named Shi Xiaoxiao said.

The more everyone talked, the more angry they became, as if all the man's advantages were concentrated in him.

"But that guy is infinitely powerful, how can we deal with him?" Li Heipi said with some worry.

"Rest assured, I'm fully prepared this time. This kid will go to the west at noon every day to deliver food to Shen's hometown, Shen's family lives outside the village, a little far from here, when the time comes, we will ambush on the road, bring weapons, hehe......" The fat man thought about the scene at that time, and looked proud.

Several other teenagers also nodded, as if they had endured it for a long time and could finally let out a bad breath.

In the west of Wufu Village, there is a simple thatched house, and an old man with gray hair sits cross-legged on his knees, his face drenched in sweat, and the heat around his body rises, and some black qi is faintly discharged from his body.

This person is the Shen Lao mentioned before, and now he is a little haggard, as if he has been grilled on a fire, and he is in pain.

Later, Shen Lao's pain was even worse, and his whole body trembled inexplicably.

However, this situation is much better than before, and the worst thing is that three years ago, when he first came to the outside of Wufu Village, the whole person fell in a pool of blood, and from a distance it looked like a bloody man. However, the blood revealed a strange thing, not the normal bright red, but black.

Fortunately, he was bumped into by Ma Fangyu, who was out, and Ma Fangyu carried him into the village without hesitation, asking his mother and the villagers to save him.

The people of this Wufu Village are just ordinary people who don't know the world, how can they ever see this strange disease, they don't see a wound, and they don't look like poisoning, how can they save them. However, everyone thinks that his vitality is gradually passing away, and he must be unable to return to heaven. And seeing the strange black blood all over his body, he was even more uneasy, for fear that it was evil, so he didn't even dare to leave the corpse in the village.

Ma Fangyu had no choice but to carry Shen Lao outside the village, at first he also expected that Shen Lao would definitely die, but when his hand touched Shen Lao's chest, he suddenly felt a suction force attack, making his palm unable to move away.

It lasted for about a stick of incense before Ma Fangyu's palm was removed. He looked at his palms with some fear, and noticed that his body was not unusual, so he relaxed a little.

What's even more surprising is that Shen Lao's complexion actually improved surprisingly, and his eyes could be opened slowly, but after all, he was too weak and fainted again.

Ma Fangyu knew that Shen Lao was saved, so he built a simple hut for him outside the village, so that he could recuperate quietly, come to visit every day, and deliver three meals a day.

After a long time, Shen Lao's story spread in the village, although people were a little surprised, but Shen Lao lived outside the village after all, and it was also his creation that he could get better, so he acquiesced.

Time flashed for three years, and Shen Lao's condition gradually improved, during which Ma Fangyu finally asked Shen Lao's surname and put it in his name, but he could never tell him.

When the last trace of black qi was discharged from Shen Lao's body, Shen Lao slowly opened his eyes, sighed, and said to himself, "I really didn't expect that place to be so terrifying!"

Shen Lao wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief, it has been three years, and today he has finally completely eliminated the demonic qi from his body.

Looking back now, I still have palpitations, but fortunately I met that young man, and I picked up a life, and I originally thought that I would definitely die.

"That kid is here!" Shen Lao smiled slightly, as if the pain he had suffered before disappeared in an instant, and he looked up into the distance.

After a while, Ma Fangyu appeared in Shen Lao's field of vision with a wicked smile on his face, and when he walked in front of Shen Lao, he said: "Shen Lao, I see that your face is much better today, I'm afraid you are going to be cured." ”

Seeing this, Shen Lao showed a rare smile on his face and said, "You stinky boy, I'm afraid you have been looking forward to me getting better for a long time, so you don't have to waste your food." ”

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I, Ma Fangyu, have a lot of respect for Shen Lao, how could I have such a thought!" said him, with a look of grievance on his face.

Shen Lao smiled angrily, "Just your flamboyant tongue!"

Ma Fangyu also smiled, walked straight over, and said, "Elder Shen, guess what delicious food I brought you today?"

As soon as Shen Lao sniffed it, a faint aroma came to his nose, making him unable to calm down as a person who was over half a hundred years old, he suddenly came to his senses and sighed: "Old chicken soup!

"It's boring, just guess!" Ma Fangyu put down Cai Louzi helplessly, and said: "This is the old chicken that my family has raised for ten years, when I had my birthday a few days ago, my wife was reluctant to kill it, and now it is cheap for you." ”

Shen Lao couldn't care about Ma Fangyu's words, staring at Cai Louzi with bright eyes, opening the lid involuntarily with both hands, sniffing it close with his nose, with an intoxicated expression on his face, he couldn't hold back his appetite anymore, and ate it like a jujube.

Ma Fangyu on the side sat unceremoniously opposite Shen Lao, cocked Erlang's legs, supported his chin with one hand, and slapped his index finger on his face one by one, with a sly smile on his face.

Soon, Shen Lao had eaten the food cleanly, he patted his stomach unsatisfactorily, and looked at Ma Fangyu who was sitting opposite, feeling inexplicably much more comfortable. This feeling is something he has never felt before, and it is strange to say, Ma Fangyu is like a pistachio, as long as he is with him, all his troubles will be left behind.