The old man's expression was painful, his cheeks were sweating, his eyes were blurred, his limbs trembled, and he could not answer for a while.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled at Sun Gongzi and said, "Sun Gongzi, I'm just an iron striker, and I can't cure diseases and save people, so you are a little sick and rushed to the doctor." ”

Sun Gongzi frowned, the situation of the old immortal in front of him was not quite right.

"Brother Zhang said with a smile, what kind of cure and save people, this is an old fairy, he has something to find you, it is estimated that it is a great blessing, Brother Zhang must treat himself, don't miss it!", Sun Gongzi said lightly.

"Oh, immortals, what blessing do I have to meet immortals?", looking at the trembling appearance of the guests on the second floor, the middle-aged man smiled at the thin young man, and then asked: "This old fairy looks very uncomfortable, Sun Gongzi, you won't be fooled, right?"

"Brother Zhang, don't be rude to the old immortals!", Sun Gongzi scolded.

The old man felt that the pressure was getting lighter at this time, and he hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay." Joke, God knows how much trouble it has, and now it's obvious that someone has let him go, and he dares to know what to do?

The old man smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "This harpoon is yours?"

"You?", Sun Gongzi was a little puzzled, why did this old immortal use the honorific title for the blacksmith?

"I, I happened to see that little friend holding a harpoon outside, which is exactly the same as the harpoon made by my father when I was poor, and I can't help but be a little thoughtful, so I came here to ask my husband to make one for me, so I have a thought. ", the old man said sincerely.

Isn't this old immortal master the master of the snake demon? Doesn't he want to kill people and treat thousands of lives as a game?

Sun Gongzi on the side was a little dazed.

After listening to this, the middle-aged man touched his chin and said sincerely: "Old man, you are wrong about this, I am not your father, how can I make a harpoon exactly the same as your father?"

After hearing this, everyone present sweated for the blacksmith, for fear that the man's head would be screwed off by the old man in the next moment.

You're talking like that, but you're in front of the demon who is about to kill at every turn.

Dong Nanyan wanted to remind the blacksmith uncle, but was stopped by Xu Yu and signaled not to act rashly.

Unexpectedly, the next scene made everyone jaw-dropping.

After the old man heard this, he was not angry, but looked at the blacksmith Zhang with a faint trace of remembrance on his face, and said in a deep voice: "When I was young, my family was poor, and I tasted humiliation, and my mother left early, so I could only rely on my father for my life, my father was a fisherman, and he relied on fishing for his business, and then one day he was unfortunately buried in the wind and waves, and the only thing left for me was this harpoon at home." ”

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and he burst into tears, "Later, by chance, I embarked on the path of cultivation, but I can't forget the past, and I don't hesitate to practice hopelessly, but also to find my father, I count that my father has been reincarnated twice, and now under the guidance of the underworld, the harpoon you built is exactly the same as what my old father left me, so you must have a great relationship with my father." ”

On the clouds, the figure of Liudao sitting cross-legged trembled slightly, and the hook-nosed old man involuntarily said: "Talent!"

The mighty old man resisted the urge to reach out and press the person below to death, and even at this time, the mighty old man couldn't help but want to scold his mother, this blacksmith is the reincarnation of your father in this life?

The second floor of the restaurant was quiet, and everyone was dumbfounded, the blacksmith Zhang on the front street was this demon who killed people without blinking... Father?

Xu Yu whispered to Dong Yanyan, who was closest to the stairs, and asked, "What did he say?"

It's not that Xu Yu didn't hear it clearly, the old man said just now with tears in her eyes, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't hear it, she just couldn't believe it and wanted to confirm it again.

"He said, it's like an uncle blacksmith, it's his father..."Dong Nanyan said.

The middle-aged man couldn't cry or laugh, "Old man, don't talk nonsense, I haven't got a family yet, but I don't have a cheap son like you." ”

Everyone was speechless for a while, this blacksmith really couldn't speak.

The old man snorted a handful of tears, and when he was about to speak, the middle-aged man glanced lightly, and in a trance, as if time had been reversed, the old man with tears found that he was no longer in the restaurant, but in the years before him!

The old man once again experienced the past as a bystander, a happy family, but because of the poverty of the family can not invite Langzhong, the parents died early, he was lucky, luckily embarked on the road of cultivation, penance half a jiazi, in a blessed land to get a treasure, practice is expected to go to the next level, occupy the place where the aura gathers, arrange the formation, want to find the reincarnated parents, but was unexpectedly Ziyun Mountain came to seize the treasure, ruined the formation not to mention, since then it is like a lost dog, but also involved many friends around him, the road to find relatives was blocked, friends died because of him, Ziyun Mountain deceived people too muchThat's why there was a frenzied slaughter of the mountain.

The old man who experienced this scene again stood on the cliff and looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, "It's me who has lost my eyes and provoked you, if you want to kill you, you will kill, what kind of senior master is torturing me with magical powers like this, give me a good time!"

Beside the old man, the grass and trees grew like a pair of men and women, dressed plainly, the woman's belly was slightly raised, the man held the woman and said with a smile: "In the future, our children will definitely have a chance", the woman's face was slightly pale, but her face was full of happiness, and she whispered to the man: "How can everyone be promising, safe and healthy, be a kind-hearted person, ordinary, it's okay"

The man smiled and nodded.

The old man looked at the men and women beside him blankly, stretched out his dry palms, burst into tears, the breeze blew, the grass and trees drifted away, and the old man muttered: "Mother, it's not that I don't want to be that good person, it's that good people are not good to do, and good people are always not rewarded." ”

After cultivating, how could he have done those evil things that hurt nature and reason and killed people? He buried himself in penance and did his duty, but in exchange for his relatives and friends dying because of him!

What's the use of being honest?

Since being a good person has to go through this, why not be a wicked person and do whatever you want.

The breeze was blowing, and a pair of jade hands gently stroked the old man's cheeks, the old man was stunned, and then quickly lowered his head, not wanting the woman to see his current appearance.

The woman lifted the old man's chin, looked directly at the old man, and said softly, "How did you become like this?"

The old man was speechless.

The white clouds gathered on the mountain, and the old man did something after walking out of the cave appeared in the sky.

The woman looked at the sky and lost her mind for a long time, and said softly to the old man: "At that time, I hoped that you would live well, not that you would become like this. ”

The woman held the old man's hand, and her figure floated away from the old man's eyes like quicksand, "Don't become the person you hate, you are wrong." ”

The old man waved his hands frantically, grabbing the dissipated quicksand, "Don't go, don't go."

The quicksand was gone, but I didn't hold it.

The old man fell to the ground in a frenzy, closed his eyes, and burst into tears.

"Am I wrong?"

When the old man opened his eyes, the middle-aged man in front of him passed by him, walked to the thin young man, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go back to the shop." ”

That night, the first and second floors of the whole restaurant were empty, and the guests on the first floor walked out of the door with a smile, and the children were overjoyed, saying that they were there

The real immortals, the adults say that they are blessed from Nanzhen, and from then on there are immortals in the town, and the wind and rain are smooth.

The faces of the guests on the second floor were not very good, kneeling and begging for mercy, it turned out that this was just a temptation of the old fairy, this time it was good, and was reprimanded by the old fairy, and it is estimated that it left a bad impression on the old fairy.

Some opportunistic people are even thinking about how to make up for it, after all, the old fairy himself said that he would sit in the town and protect the water and soil, how to develop without a good relationship with him?

Xu Yu and others were praised by the old fairy, and all the good words that were not afraid of danger were used, and the old fairy said that he would settle in this storytelling building in the future, and he didn't know if Xu was willing to take it in, and then threw Xu Yu a bulging money bag, how dare Xu Yu accept it, and the old fairy smiled: "Just be offended tonight." ”

Xu Yu pointed upstairs, and the old fairy smiled: "Don't worry, I'll solve it." ”

Walking up to the third floor, the two men with bruises all over their bodies, the dying Wen Guoshi, the three puppets standing still, the old man surnamed Zong with only one arm left, the murderous Senior Brother Liu, and the Senior Sister Cao sitting against the wall.

The old man looked at everyone, and finally his eyes stayed on the two men who were covered in bruises, and said slowly: "Born from a humble background but not forgetting to be humble, sacrificing his life for righteousness, the old man sighs to himself." ”

took out two porcelain bottles from his arms and threw them in front of the man, the old man explained: "This is the refining treasure medicine of Ziyun Mountain, one for external use to strengthen bones, and the other for internal use to strengthen the gods, which is most suitable for your kind of martial arts, and I should apologize today." ”

Without waiting for the man to speak, the old man then walked forward and fed Wen Qiu a pill, and when he was sober, the old man replied: "I promise the people to sit here, and if there is something they don't understand in their cultivation in the future, they can come here. ”

In the end, the old man walked to Senior Sister Cao's side, his eyes were complicated, the two or three casual cultivators who were together at the beginning were also so affectionate and righteous, but now they have long since disappeared.

Stretching out his hand to hand her the beads in his arms that he used to regard as life, the old man chuckled and said: "Linjiang Palace is blessed, a little fairy like you has come out, and you will walk the world in the future, remember that people's hearts are unpredictable." ”

The old man stood in front of Senior Brother Liu, did not make a move to Senior Brother Liu, pinched his fingers, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, the old man did not look back, and said lightly behind him: "You Ziyun Mountain forcibly took it, killed my Taoist friends, destroyed my cultivation place, cut off my front edge, I destroyed your mountain gate, refined your body, cut you and other afterlife, now the grievances are over, and the dust returns to dust." ”

Behind the old man, three puppets with occasional purple clouds emerging from the skeletons gradually regained their senses, and the corpse puppets with dry bones on the lower half of their bodies spoke: "It's my Ziyun Mountain's greed, and it's a great disaster." ”

The one-armed and one-legged corpse golem sighed and shook its head.

The three corpse puppets gradually dissipated, turning into flying ashes, and before dissipating, the old man with a thin sword in his head drew his sword and threw it, and the thin sword pierced through Senior Brother Liu's chest and nailed it to the wall.

The old man who slowly dissipated said hoarsely: "Whether Ziyun Mountain is greedy or not, he has never attacked his friends. ”

The old man asked the two men, Wenqiu Guoshi and Senior Sister Cao to go downstairs to settle down, and the old man surnamed Zong had already been cut off by the recovered man with that big knife.

When only the old man was left on the third floor, thinking of the three causal imprints left in his mind by the middle-aged man who took away the thin boy, the old man had mixed feelings, and he was convinced, and he couldn't help kneeling down and bowing in the direction of the man's departure: "True immortals!"