There are more than 100 miles outside the mountain, on a small mound, there is a dilapidated nameless Taoist temple, the inner house of the old Taoist temple is not big, and there are two rooms in the main hall and side hall.

There is a clay statue in the main hall, which may be very old, and because of the lack of incense, not only the color of the statue has passed, revealing the black clay embryo inside, but also the large and small spider webs around it.

Originally, this Taoist temple was still at the peak of incense a hundred years ago, and there were many visitors to the door during the day, at that time, in addition to covering an area of 100 acres, the Taoist temple was also decorated with antique color, which had a unique charm.

At that time, there were hundreds of disciples in the Guannei, and it was crowded with people in the past, so it was not lively.

At that time, the ancestor of this Taoist temple cultivated the humanity in this heaven and earth, one day the golden light flashed, and the day soared, provoking thousands of people inside and outside the temple at the same time to kneel and worship the immortals, and the Taoist temple also took advantage of the luck of this ancestor to prosper for decades, but later the Taoist priest in the temple ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, and fell into the heart of a mortal fireworks, and there was no more heaven and earth and humanity to practice the appearance.

Later, the Taoist temple was dilapidated, and most of the Taoist priests left, but there was a young man with a pure mind, who learned the humane meaning of the ancestor back then, and sat in this broken temple, and it was a hundred years in a blink of an eye, and now, it is already an old age.

But tonight, a blue light flashed outside the broken view, and the old Taoist priest finally had a turning point for decades of practice, and he could ascend to the Tao and be an immortal who was free for a lifetime, who knew that after meditating in the temple for a long time, he did not necessarily have the Tao rhyme in the body, and the divine power surged, but after sitting for a long time, his legs were numb and hungry, and he was still in that mortal posture.

The old Taoist priest felt that this god was playing with himself, thinking about washing and washing, going to sleep, and saving some food, people who were old and ate less had the heart to meditate and enlighten the Tao, otherwise every time they remembered that the rice bowl in the view was always a thin layer, he always sighed and went down the mountain to draw talismans for food.

It can be seen that this humanity is compared to the Immortal Dao and the Heavenly Dao, and it is still impossible to escape from cold, starvation, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Just when this old Taoist was about to fall asleep, a baby cry outside the broken view scared the old Taoist spirit, thinking that he had practiced humane for decades, not to mention that he had not become an immortal, why did he provoke some ghosts, demons and monsters?

The old Taoist does not dare to be careless, this Taoist temple is located in a low mountain outside the Zhou Mountain, except for a small holy village at the bottom of the mountain, there is no one within a radius of dozens of miles, the villagers in the village are only one hundred and twenty households, the old Taoist often goes down the mountain to get married, and has never heard of who has been giving birth recently.

As the saying goes, there are demons in the deep mountains and old forests, but this Taoist temple is not a deep mountain, let alone an old forest, compared to Buzhou Mountain, it is not even a small dirt bag, and the aura of heaven and earth is even more scarce, and there are not necessarily demons who can practice here.

The old Taoist priest frowned and sighed, only to feel that his limit was approaching, this little demon outside the view was afraid that God sent to collect him, at the moment, the old Taoist bathed and changed clothes, put on a new Taoist robe, and cleaned up the cobwebs around the clay statue, and then knelt under the Taoist statue that could not be seen, waved his sleeves and said: "Old Taoist Li Changming, today's limit has arrived, after bowing to the Taoist ancestor, I will go out to find the little goblin, if the ancestor has a spirit, ensure that I will cast a good baby in the future, and let me taste what it is like to cultivate immortals." ”

After speaking, Lao Dao kowtowed three times, waved his robe, and walked out of the view with a stern face.

The Taoist temple is damaged, and the gate is just a wooden board broken from old rotten wood, which is blocked in front of the temple day and night, and it can be regarded as a wooden door that can shelter from the wind and rain.

Lao Dao was silent in front of the wooden board for a long time, took a deep breath and kicked the board away, and meditated and enlightened on weekdays, so although this old Tao is a little old, his body is not weak.

The wooden plank of the gate was kicked away by Lao Dao two or three meters, and Lao Dao was also like a rainbow at this time, and immediately roared: "Little demon, it's not ...... yet"

After the words were finished, a cry came from the feet of the old road, the cry became more and more intense, the voice was crisp and loud, it sounded like a normal baby crying, but at this moment there was no light in the middle of the night, the wind was like a wave, there was no one around, and there were ghosts at his feet!

Lao Dao was about to cry, closed his eyes, and said tremblingly: "Your grandfather! If you have the ability to give Dao Ye a good time, how can it be okay to cry at my feet?

Lao Dao closed his eyes, ready to lead his neck to be killed, thinking that if this little monster was happy, he would be able to suffer less, if he just sucked blood and could leave a whole corpse, if someone came to this Taoist temple to visit the door, he could also set up a tomb for himself, and the province would become a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, and he would have no place to return.

After waiting for a long time, Lao Dao even thought about what he looked like when he died, but he still didn't see any movement of the monster at his feet, so he was bold and secretly opened his eyes and glanced down.

"Mom!"

Lao Dao shouted, shrugged his shoulders, shrunk his neck, took three steps and made two steps, and ran to the side with his head in his hands, what did he just see?

A white and tender baby, wrapped in a blue silk scarf wrapped in swaddling clothes, exuding a faint blue light, looking extremely bewitching.

It seems that this baby ghost has also practiced some Taoism, not to mention the human body, there are demonic lights outside the body, I am afraid that the big ghost is here, inhale the essence, and cultivate diligently. It's just that why I cried for a long time, and I didn't necessarily see this baby ghost come and kill it.

Gradually, Lao Dao's mind turned, could it be that this baby ghost does not absorb people's essence, but absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and practices the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth Immortality, is a good ghost?

The baby's cry gradually weakened, but the wind screamed angrily and frightened, Lao Dao looked at the baby and hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward, picked up the swaddling clothes and entered the Taoist temple.

"It's a human or a ghost, so that Lao Dao can be mentally prepared to see whether to feed you human milk or human flesh. ”

Even if he entered the Taoist temple, Lao Dao was still jealous, for fear that this little thing would give him a return pistol, so that before the person died, the spirit would disperse and flow into the corpse, making the flesh and blood more delicious and delicious.

Lao Dao knelt under the clay statue with the baby in his arms, and waited for a while to see the child speak, so Lao Dao really put his mind at ease, put the baby in front of the clay statue, and looked at it.

I found that the child was as white as frost, with pink makeup and jade, and at first glance it was cute, but when I looked closely, I felt that the child was pale, as if he had died early.

"Eh, bitter child, the birth of parents do not raise, it is the first regret of heaven and earth, the birth of the spirit of the fetus is not completed, there is a premature death, is the second regret of heaven and earth, raising and others are not respected, is the third regret of heaven and earth. ”

Lao Dao knelt on the futon and sighed lightly, "Okay, you and I are both destined for a short time, and in the days to come, we can be regarded as companions." ”

The view of the remaining rice is half a scoop, the old Taoist and the baby share the food, the Taoist eats rice, and the baby drinks soup.

......

Ten years have passed in a trance, and the baby has miraculously survived, but the old way in this view is dying, humanity has not achieved positive results, but the body can not support it first, just a few bites of porridge and pickles every day, lying on the rotten bed in the view all day long, touching the rotten jacket quilt with his hands, and sighing that he cannot become an immortal.

In ten years, the baby has become a beautiful teenager, but he is not nourished all the year round, his face is sallow, and he wears an old-fashioned and shabby robe, and his figure is much smaller than his peers.

The little beggar grew up eating a hundred family meals, and was borrowed from the old way around to borrow breast milk from a young age, and when he was older, the old man threw the little beggar down the mountain, and often said bluntly: "If you can't eat enough, don't come back!"

Every now and then, the little beggar will knock on the door with a porcelain bowl that is missing a corner, and after the master opens the door, the little beggar does not speak, but just looks at the rotten bowl with his eyes.

Most people in Xiaosheng Village knew that this little beggar came from a Taoist temple on the mountain and was abandoned at birth, so some families felt that the little beggar was pitiful, so they pulled him to their own house to eat together, but they did not distinguish between relatives and relatives, and treated him like their own children.

The little beggar does not eat the rice of the villagers in vain, often after eating, he will diligently wash the pots and pans, and then use his weak body to help the kind-hearted family fill the water tank in the house.

However, the little beggar is shy by nature, and after some years, he would rather follow the old Taoist to drink a plate of white rice porridge every day in the Taoist temple, and no longer want to go down the mountain to eat at people's homes.

Every day, the little beggar will only dig out half a scoop of rice and boil water to cook porridge when the sun is about to fall, but at this time, Lao Dao's health is getting worse and worse, and he can't eat much rice anymore.

Every time I eat, the little beggar always takes a soup spoon and a bowl and kneels in front of the old road's bed, gently scoops a spoonful of rice water, and blows it warm and cool, so it is carefully fed to the old road's mouth, at this time the old man always mutters, "I used to eat rice and you drank soup, but now it's the other way around, it's funny." ”

The little beggar didn't talk much, and every time he had to say, "I'm in a lot of spirit at this moment." ”

At this time, Lao Dao would chuckle twice, there seemed to be thick phlegm in his throat, his voice was hoarse, and he touched the little beggar's head and said, "Grow up quickly, grow up, and I will be relieved......

Every time Lao Dao said this, he would wave his hand, say "I can't eat" and turn his head to sleep, the little beggar sighed, he knew the situation of Lao Dao.

It's not that Lao Dao can't eat, but he just thinks that there is not much rice and noodles in the tank, and the little beggar is thin-skinned and tender, so he is embarrassed to go to the villagers to eat.

There is no gold and silver treasure in the view, and he has not cultivated the right result, and the Taoist Heart Sutra can not be taught, if the little beggar is as lonely as himself in the future, it is better to go out to learn a craft, although he can't be rich and expensive, food and clothing are not a problem, think about it, the old Taoist feels, in addition to the rice tank in the view, there is nothing that can be entrusted to the little beggar.

Therefore, if you are bullied by the craftsman in the future, you can also go back to the Taoist temple and eat some surplus food, so that you will not go hungry......