Shortly after I came down, I was sitting and resting on a piece of grass.

Next to me was this old man with a woodcutter in his left hand and an orange fawn-like toy in his right hand of unknown material.

Not far from our meadow, there was a small river, which was almost dry!

But for the little old man, this is where to play. The little old man picked up dragon numbers on the ground, and then I pulled a more wayward green weed and made a fishing line.

Obviously, this little old man has begun to take fishing seriously for 110 years. Looks like he's going to catch a fish for food.

I didn't notice it at first and I thought he was rolling on the grass, so I turned to her and said very easily:

"Old man, you don't need to fish, I have food, drink, and play on me, I decided to give you some, anyway, I will treat you as a family. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, a large blue shoulder bag appeared in my arms. There's a lot of water and food in it.

But inside it's just ordinary food. What can be eaten is steamed bread, but it is fragrant and hot, and it is still hot and can be drunk with soup porridge.

I think for ordinary people, my meal is already very good. I also have two bowls in my bag, as well as chopsticks. And spoons. There are also dinner plates.

I put two plates on them, each with its own food, and then turned around again to summon the old man.

But this old man is very willful, and he seems to have to catch a fish so that he will not listen to me.

I walked to the river with two turntables and handed him the plate on my left.

As if the old man had seen the food for the first time, he hesitated for a moment, and finally put down the rod decisively.

Then I couldn't wait to gobble it up and eat it.

I felt special pity in my heart, and it seemed that this old man had not eaten a serious meal. Has he been a wild man in the wilderness?

Could it be that this old man is really a wild child in the mountains that no one has raised?

I didn't expect it to be just a meal, this old man had a much better impression of me, and the way he looked at me was more friendly and intimate.

I saw that the old man had not eaten enough, so I gave the old man all the food on my plate.

At first he didn't want to eat it. Because he thinks I'm going to eat too.

If he eats mine, I'm going to starve.

And he felt very hungry, so he refused to eat because he couldn't bear to hurt me.

But I'm really not hungry.

At my insistence, the old man wishes you to eat my portion.

The old man opened his mouth to say something, but as soon as I waved my hand, a carriage appeared in front of me.

With a wave of my hand, our wagon had 30 servants to serve.

In other words, from now on, I will be a rich man seriously and never play the poor man again. I don't want to suffer anymore.

I quickly walked into the carriage with the old man and rested.

It turned out that my carriage could be expanded into a large house, so it could easily accommodate 32 adults.

And in the carriage is the layout of the suite. There is not even a shortage of furniture and household electricity.

I was drinking tea and eating fruit with this old man in the living room. I sat on the couch and the old man sat on the foam floor playing with toys.

I looked at the old man, and I asked him now:

"Old man, although we know each other, I don't know what your name is, how do I call you?"

The old man listened to me talk to her, and she looked at me a little puzzled. He also reached out to me.

He asked me exactly the same.

I smiled and replied to him:

"My name is Gao Hanhuan. You can call me a friend, just call me Huanhuan. ”

"Huanhuan. Huanhuan. Huanhuanhuan ...... "The old man began to repeat my name.

Actually, I know that he may be a wild child raised in the mountains, and it is not surprising that he has no language.

So he can't speak, he can't answer questions, I guessed it a long time ago.

But.

I never dreamed of it. His ability to comprehend and learn is very good.

After half a day, he learned my language, he already has a lot of vocabulary and can communicate smoothly.

It amazed me very much when it came to his brilliant mind.

The old man unceremoniously told a private matter in the past, which no one knew except me.

That's when I believed that this old man didn't have the ability to read the secrets of other people's minds.

The old man smiled and said to me while playing with the blocks:

"Hehe, Huanhuan, I know you were very naughty when you were young, and you wrote curses on a tile on the roof of a neighbor's house you hated very much, didn't you?

I was a little embarrassed to be exposed like this, but I nodded.

I began to ask her seriously:

"Why? You will understand and learn my words so quickly, you cut like a normal person, you have a level! It seems that I don't need to worry about you in the future. Your ability to learn is amazing. Your mind is so smart. I envy you? I'm not as smart as you. ”

Unexpectedly, this old man did not answer my question directly, he turned around and asked me another question casually:

"Huanhuan, don't be so curious about me, and don't care so much about how smart I am. It's not a problem, the point is that it's just a trivial matter. I also know a secret from you. Want to tell you?"

My curiosity was piqued, and I hurriedly asked:

"What do you know about me?

It turned out that he had casually named himself Shanfeng when he was playing just now.

The old man of the mountain peak thought for a while and said:

"If you don't want to, I won't say it, I originally wanted to remind you kindly. As long as you're not fooled, why should I say more?"

The old man gave me a meaningful look. I believe that the old man will never harm me, and he will never lie to me.

He has the ability to know things I don't know. He's a master of pinching, arithmetic, and divination!

My heart was beating fast and my face was red. I was so nervous and scared that I hesitated, then simply crouched down and knelt beside him and begged:

"Grandpa Shanfeng, when you are old, you will be my own grandfather and ancestor, and I will honor you in the future and listen to you in everything. Isn't it true that I'm going to be unlucky lately? So what should I do to avoid it?"

Sure enough, although the old man of the mountain peak gritted his teeth tightly, he refused to speak, but he nodded.

Sure enough, the masters all over the world are mysterious, he may not see the revelation of the heavens, and I don't want to force him. lest he be punished by heaven.

When I think of the word heavenly punishment. All of a sudden, I started thinking about it.

I couldn't help but think:

Does this old man really have a secret?

Did I accidentally guess him? He used to be a very good soothsayer. It's not like it's a national teacher of a country, but he leaked the secrets of heaven.

So he was exiled. And they were banished in barren land. He managed to survive, but he went crazy.

It's good that he is strong enough to survive, but I didn't expect to meet him and save him.

And he thanked me for my kindness to him. So he almost told me about revealing the secrets.

But when he remembered the old words, it was very painful, so he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he refused to divulge the secret again.

Could it really be my guess? Could it really be like this? Sure enough, this old man is super powerful, I don't know if it's my luck or my misfortune.

But I do treat him as my own.

The old man, who had been playing on the ground, suddenly stopped playing and lost his temper.

The old man's eyes suddenly empty, as if he remembered something.

Shanfeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came over and took my hand, and then took me to my study, and he took out the paper and pen in my storage drawer, and then wrote and scratched for me, and he asked me to stand by and read.

It turned out that the old man had painted a landscape.

I don't understand, anyway, this kind of thing pays attention to artistic conception, and I won't evaluate whether it's good or bad, whether it's good, I don't understand.

But the old man suddenly pointed to him and drew a scale in the upper right of it, and pointed to the branch of one of the very small trees, and said to me:

There's my stuff there. You go and get it for me. That's how you can really help me. I had to have my own housekeeping stuff. If I didn't have it, I'd be a waste. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man never dreamed that the window of our house would open with a gust of wind, a few seconds later.

He thought about his own housekeeping stuff on my hands. It turned out to be two strange sticks made of wood.

There was also a pack of black cloth wrapped in dirty things.

The old man reached out and took the two sticks.

Just as the old man wanted to take the black cloth bag with his free hand.

Suddenly, another window in our house was ruthlessly shattered with a thud.

At the same time, a black figure jumped in coldly, and it turned out to be a female snitch.

It was obvious that the female snitch was wearing a red veil and a black skirt, and no matter what, he was forcibly snatching the black cloth bag.

As for the wooden stick that the old man held in his hand, he originally wanted to grab it, but he didn't think that the old man was a little vicious.

Plus he didn't want to hurt this old man, who might be particularly useful for soothsayers.

No way. He had no choice but to accept it when he saw it, grabbed the burden and escaped from the original broken window.

Anyway, a gust of wind broke into the theft alone, and soon the person immediately fled.

In the blink of an eye, a burglary occurred. The old man and I were only stunned for a moment.

Neither of us stupid people put up any resistance! After all, this woman's hand was too good to stop him from robbing him too quickly.

Anyway, I lost the old man's cloth bag in my house.

Anyway, I don't care, I don't feel distressed, anyway, I don't think it's a good thing if it's not a critical hit? Because the old man took it first, it was just two wooden sticks.

After a while, the old man himself decrypted it for me:

I remember that the black cloth bag contained the yellow and white things of my past, but I didn't expect the things I didn't want, and others really didn't think of them. Hahaha. ”

At first, I understood it as gold and silver. It turned out to be not.

Instead, it's the filth of the old man.

I guess this clever woman must have regretted it, and she had to scream.

It's in the woods just a short distance away.

This Fucha Xiangyang squatted under a math tree, and he curiously opened this black bun. He opened the cloth and acted very carefully, thinking that it was something good, but he soon found that it was something like mud. And they've all been killed. He was speechless at first, she was unwilling, and continued to pull, and this thing turned out to be all mud, that's all.

He jumped up in anger, and then shouted angrily:

"Damn! I actually got out of the school, I didn't steal any good things, I actually lost the mud to death! I'm so angry, you two wait and see! Next time I must steal your good things, wait and see! Hmph! Anyway, I Fucha Xiangyang was finally resurrected and reborn, and I will definitely not admit defeat! I must complete the task well. I'm going to have to make my master happy and proud of me. Hmph!"

Inside our house.

Shanfeng pulled me to play with toys, and I was just playing perfunctorily, but soon I felt that it was a little interesting, and Shanfeng seemed to be teaching me a lot of complex architectural knowledge.

In the following years, I was immersed in the world of playing games.

It's just that the old man of the mountain peak is not satisfied with my stupid apprentice, he always thinks that I am stupid, not as good as him, and can't catch up with him.

But because of this, the old man felt that he had a position at home, and he felt that he deserved it.

It's time to live in this home. He thinks that he is a useful person, so he likes to be better than me in everything every day, and I want to listen to him.

Actually, I do listen to him every day. Only then did the old man feel a sense of security and a sense of steadfastness.

I think the relationship between the two of us is better.

I woke up early this morning and continued to play with my toys.

The old man of the mountain suddenly gave me an order after waking up at 5:13.

He actually said this:

"Alright, Huanhuan, you've learned the basic skills. You can do something for me. As long as you are bold enough, you already have the ability. I will definitely be able to do it, I'm old, you can run for me and do things. ”

As a result, I owe it, so I asked curiously along the topic:

"What do you want me to do for you? Master! As an apprentice, I'm eager to try and move, and I can't wait to run out and do a big job! So that your old man will be proud of me. ”

The old man of the peak, who is also my master, nodded with satisfaction and said:

"From now on, you will be the official head of my Ice Palace. What I teach you is our sword martial arts. In the future, no matter how strong the enemy is, you can beat it. As long as you don't die, you can beat the enemy. Then a place that the master wants you to go to is called Cockroach Village. You'll find out when you go. ”

I remembered that the master had mentioned to me that the place was already a ghost village. It means that it is very desolate, and there is not a living man or a wild beast. There is no grass at all within a radius of 100 miles, there is no life, not even water.

Not only that, but Master also told me that there was a strange formation in that place, and anyone who walked in would basically be trapped.

Unless you're a master and can break out, you'll be planted there.

So I understand that Master means to test me.

I sighed, I knew that I had learned martial arts by myself, and that I should indeed go to dangerous places and terrifying places to train in the life and death of the devil.

There's no way around it, who let me join the Dao Sect whose mission is to subdue demons and eliminate demons?

In the future, I will face a lot of dangers, horrors, and gloomy things.

It's just a long downwind ear in the grove. Fucha Xiangyang also heard the name of this cockroach village.

Even if this Fucha Xiangyang is good at martial arts, he is still talking about the tiger's color, and his face is pale.

She couldn't help muttering:

"What a great master and apprentice! You want to go to such a ghost place to play! It's good to come out alive. If I were this apprentice, I would simply go somewhere else to play, and come back to lie to the master that it would be over after I went. ”

Fucha Xiangyang didn't expect that after he just finished speaking, I actually appeared in front of him with a gust of wind, which means that I have greatly increased my strength in a few days.

Fucha Xiangyang couldn't help but look up at me, and both of us landed on a very thick branch.

He squatted and I stood.

Fucha Xiangyang greeted me generously first:

"Why are you here? What's the matter? Could it be that you're here to avenge the last time I stole a black cloth bag from you? I'm interested in helping you. Hehehe. ”

"I'm not a hard worker, let's work together, because I'm going to that place, are you interested? How about I live and come out alive?

Unexpectedly, Fucha Xiangyang said very cheerfully:

"No problem, just what I wanted. When are you leaving? Hehe. ”

I was very happy, thought about it and said:

"I'll leave tonight, my friend. ”