The one who came back from the restaurant walked into the blacksmith shop, and the middle-aged man motioned for Dong Yanyan to sit by the stove where there was still room for warmth, and he pulled a stool to sit down, handed the young man a fruit, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Dong, this dumb man pretends to be quite similar." ”

After taking the fruit and not eating it immediately, Dong Nanyan grabbed the stool a little restrainedly.

After Grandpa Dong died, there was really no one who was willing to take care of the boy anymore, everyone avoided him, and the disgusted posture seemed to be dyed ominous if the air in the same place as the boy breathed.

In the eyes of the young man, he heard that the blacksmith uncle who is not a local is very good, and treats everyone kindly, but he has few words, if he hadn't spoken to himself, the young man would have thought that he was a dumb person.

As for the two of them sitting down and talking like this, Dong Nanyan didn't have the impression that he usually came to clean the shop when the blacksmith uncle went out for a drink and walk, or went out to fish with a harpoon.

"What's the matter, my fruit is poisonous, and I still don't eat it. Blacksmith Zhang quipped as he looked at the distracted teenager.

"Ah, no, it's not. Dong Yanyan came back to his senses, a little embarrassed.

The man nibbled on the fruit, "Why haven't you spoken for so many years?"

Dong Nanyan didn't know how to explain, since he was brought back by Grandpa Dong, except for communicating with Grandpa Dong, the young man didn't talk much, and besides, no one wanted to talk to him, so after Grandpa Dong died, after Grandpa Dong died, since no one spoke, it was better to be dumb, and the young man would no longer speak.

It's just that sometimes in the dead of night, when it is difficult to fall asleep, the teenager will talk to himself and ask and answer himself.

I remember when Grandpa Dong named him, he said that he was picked up by Grandma Liu outside the town, and when Mrs. Cui adopted him, she felt that since she had no father and no mother, it should be regarded as a blessing from heaven, maybe Mrs. Cui thought that he could find his parents in the future, so she only named him, without a surname.

Once when he was sick, in the eyes of the young man, when he was the most loving old man in the world and fed him medicine, he said to him with a smile, "Little Fulu, how about having the same surname as Grandpa Dong?"

The child nodded.

The old man blew on the spoon of Chinese medicine and asked, "Is it bitter?"

The child who swallowed the bitter medicine closed his eyes tightly and nodded.

The old man's face was regretful, "This life, sometimes it's the same as this medicine, it's bitter." ”

Touching the child's head, "There are hardships in life, and most of them are unspeakable." ”

"The surname is Dong, it's hard to say, how about it? The nickname is Fulu. The old man asked with a smile.

The child stretched his brows after swallowing the bitter medicine, thought about it, and said in a crisp voice: "Grandpa Dong, I'm not afraid of bitterness." ”

"Good boy. ”

After the child drank the medicine and fell asleep, the old man next to him said to himself: "Bitterness is sweet, bitterness is sweet."

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"Uncle Zhang, are you an immortal?", Dong Nanyan asked cautiously.

The middle-aged man's expression was complicated when he heard the word immortal, he was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Why do you think I'm an immortal?"

Dong Nanyan scratched his head and said with a smile: "When I was by the lake, the monster wanted to eat me, and I waved the harpoon indiscriminately, and the monster disappeared. I can see that it was when I saw you, uncle, that he changed his face. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the young man carefully, "Okay, Xiao Dong, his eyes are like torches, no wonder he cherished words like gold before, and his feelings are of great wisdom." ”

Dong Nanyan clenched his hands, lowered his voice and asked seriously, "Really?"

The middle-aged man swallowed the fruit indiscriminately, lowered his head and approached the young man, and said in a low voice, "The goods are genuine, Tong Su is not deceived." ”

The young man pursed his lips, "Uncle, fairy uncle, can I ask you something?"

"You say. The middle-aged man sat up straight, trying to make himself a little more dignified.

I saw that the young man had a look of hope on his face, and whispered: "Uncle Immortal, do you know the Buddha?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth.

"I don't know..."

The young man then asked, "Uncle Fairy, do you know the Bodhisattva?"

“...”

"That fairy uncle, do you know Lord Yama?"

“...”

The middle-aged man had a big head and spread his hands, "I don't know what you said." ”

Dong Nanyan looked a little lost, and then asked hopefully, "That fairy uncle, do you have a way to make the deceased live a better life in the next life?"

The middle-aged man was silent, stared at the young man for a long time, thought for a while, and nodded, "Yes." ”

After hearing the man's affirmative reply, Dong Nanyan hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said sincerely, "I don't know if Uncle Fairy can help me." ”

Perhaps he was afraid that such an abrupt and forcible request would make the fairy uncle unhappy, so the young man hurriedly said: "As long as the fairy uncle is willing to help me, even if he is a cow and a horse, it doesn't matter if I drive you with this life." ”

Getting up and pulling up the young man, the man spoke: "Xiao Dong, don't you see outside, what are you kowtowing." ”

As the heat of the stove rose, the man who couldn't see what his expression was asked softly, "Do you want Old Man Dong to have a better life in the next life?"

"Yes. The young chick nodded like a peck of rice, and then hurriedly added: "There are also Granny Liu and the people from Cui's Mansion." ”

Blacksmith Zhang stared at the boy and was silent.

Dong Yanyan saw that the man didn't speak, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Fairy, is it embarrassing for you that there are too many people?"

"It's fine. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, clasped his fist behind him with one hand, and looked quite superior, "It's not difficult, but if you want them to live a better life in the next life and have good fortune, this matter is simple, but you have to choose a good day, and you need something." ”

"What is it?", Dong Nanyan hurriedly asked.

"Xiao Dong, the immortals also want to rest, so let's talk about it tomorrow. ", the middle-aged man looked at the sky outside and said.

Dong Nanyan knew that he was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Then Uncle Immortal, you can rest quickly, and I will come to you again tomorrow." ”

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On the road from the front street to the back street of Dong's house, there is a big willow tree, the trunk needs three or four people to hug it, the town calls this willow tree the willow lady, there is a clay statue next to the tree, the snake demon is the disaster, the people of the town come to this tree to make a wish, often all their wishes come true.

Later, after the incident of the snake demon, many people made their wishes to no avail, and in a fit of rage, they smashed the clay statue, and this is no longer a place to pray for protection.

In the past few years, this willow tree has been about to sink into the soil, and it is so short that some people even threaten to cut it down and burn it home.

Under the moonlight, the willow branches were rippling, the leaves were fluttering, and the young man standing in front of the tree looked sincere, folded his hands, and bowed his head.

"Thank you Willow Lady for your blessing, let me meet the true immortals. ”

"Uncle Fairy is so nice and willing to help me, but I don't know how to repay him... I don't have anything to give Uncle Immortal, only my life has a few years left. ”

"Willow Lady, if I am still alive after the matter is done, I will definitely learn how to make a statue and build a new one for you, if my life is driven by the fairy uncle and I am gone, then I will repay you in the next life. ”

The boy muttered.

"Originally, I wanted to ask about my life experience, but I asked for too much, it would make Uncle Fairy unhappy, right?"

"I hope Grandpa Dong and they can live a better life in the next life. ”

"I hope that tomorrow will go smoothly and all my wishes will come true. ”

The young man kept bending down and bowing.

At night, the town is quiet and no one notices.

The boy bent over, and he couldn't even notice.

With each bent bow, the willow tree sank a little.

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After sending off the boy surnamed Dong, the middle-aged man pondered for a long time and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Next to the lake, the man squatted by the lake, playing with the water.

Holding a hand of lake water, the man smiled as he looked at the raunchy faces in the water.

Standing in front of the willow tree, the man gently tapped the bark, "How much you can bear is how much you have been created." ”

In the tree, after the man tapped lightly, a woman's distressed face improved slightly.

In the black light, after walking around the town, the man walked back to the shop slowly, closed his eyes, and sighed softly, "Twenty years!"

It's like making up your mind.

Bang bang bang!

The blacksmith shop clanged.

In the sky above the town, a huge wave was set off, as if a dragon had broken through its shackles and returned to the sea.

In the sky, the six old men sitting cross-legged all stood up, as if facing a great enemy!

The tall old man surnamed Fu was sweating profusely, and he pinched the sword trick with both hands, but the three flying swords around him were still motionless, as if he was in a deep quagmire.

In the north, the old man who was blown by the surging breath said to himself in confusion, "How can it be so easy, how can it be so easy?"

In the West, the hook-nosed old man's hands trembled, not to despise the man below, but to give the man the highest attention!

I thought that under the cooperation and traction of the lock dragon nail and the six of my own, even if the shackles on the man's body were broken, it would not be so easy, but who would have thought that the man would be like eating and drinking, and it would be easily broken, who could withstand it!

"It's coming!", an old man shouted.

"Middle-aged man", just like this, suddenly appeared among the six old men.

The man's face is neat, not scruffy, his facial features are distinct, his eyebrows are clear, his hair is not tied, his black hair is naturally draped, he is wearing a black robe, and he wears a simple jade pendant at his waist.

He has no sword.

"I've seen the Son of God!", the six old men all bowed in worship with their fists folded.

The hair was blown by the breeze, and the man who had not set foot in the blue sky for twenty years bowed to his hand.

Gritting his teeth, the hook-nosed old man boldly asked, "Divine son, is it inappropriate to break the seal rashly?"

"No need", spread out his hand, nine pale golden nails were shining in the dark night, and the man said slowly: "A few people have guarded me for more than 20 years, and this thing is regarded as a little bit of my mind, as for today's breaking of the seal, I will explain to the master, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

After speaking, the man turned around and was about to step out.

"Miko, is this some...?" asked the tall and mighty old man.

"Huh?", the man glanced around.

The old man surnamed Fu swallowed the second half of the sentence and said with a sneer: "It's okay, it's okay, send off the Son of God." ”

When the man stepped into the void and disappeared, the six old men breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The old man with his hair was scattered and smiled: "Brother Fu, you are really not afraid of death, and you dare to ask questions." ”

Fu Lao, who had palpitations, remembered the man's slight glance in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "Everyone, don't make fun, I'll report it immediately and clarify the truth, otherwise the above will blame you, and you won't be able to eat and walk around." ”