Although the flood waters receded, they left behind a blanket of desolation and endless suffering.

Hu Yan looked at the shocking desolation, and the grief and self-blame in his heart became more and more grief.

"It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, my good friend wouldn't have had an accident. ”

The little Taoist priest didn't want to see Hu Yan and was about to cry again, so he interrupted anxiously: "Good man, what happened to your friend, you should tell it quickly, and we can help you find a way." ”

Hu Yan bit the skin of his mouth, and traces of blood oozed from between his teeth.

"Not long ago, I made an appointment with him to meet at the bridge, but I was late because of the heavy rain and the difficulty of the road. I thought he wouldn't necessarily wait for me because of the heavy rain, but when I reached the hill opposite the stone bridge, I found that he had been waiting there early in the rain. Then I hurried down the mountain, only to find that the water of the Sexi River had suddenly surged...... "At this point, Hu Yan couldn't cry anymore."

Listening to Hu Yan's words, Wu Qiu's brows had already twisted into a Sichuan character, and seeing that Hu Yan was so sad, he gently patted Hu Yan's shoulder and comforted: "Good man, the matter has come to this, there is no need to be sad." After that, what happened to your friend?"

Although Wuqiu had already expected the tragic end of Hu Yan's friend, he still wanted to know what happened, and maybe he still had a trace of luck in his heart. I even hope that things are not what I think things are.

Hu Yan curled up, his whole body trembled, and sadness continued to eat away at his heart like a millipede. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't cry anymore, but the tears couldn't stop coming out of my eyes.

"I ...... I could only watch as he was swept away by the flood...... I'm useless, I'm really useless...... It's all my fault...... It's all my fault......" He choked up, his whole body was like a deflated ball, and the painful memories were like a bloody sharp knife, constantly cutting his heart, and all his spirit was peeled off at once. Gradually, his voice grew quieter and quieter, and at last he curled up and fell asleep under a tree like a thin kitten.

Wuqiu wanted to wake up Hu Yan, but was interrupted by the master shaking his head: "Let him sleep for a while." He was too weak. ”

nodded silently, looking at the sleeping nonsense in front of him, and his heart was full of emotion. Although it was said that it was bitter in the Taoist temple before, there was a group of senior brothers who loved and enjoyed it. This time, because he traveled with his master, he was shocked by the various scenes he saw along the way. "Purgatory on Earth" doesn't mean that.

Suddenly, Wuqiu's heart became extremely firm, and he also understood the great truth that the master said before.

It is said that the reason why Wuqiu traveled with his master this time is also because the "big master" in the view appeared to warn of changes in the heavens and the appearance of demons. The master then went out to investigate, and begged for a long time before he asked for the master's permission to come with him.

Although Wu Qiu is the youngest of his peers, he is the one who pleases the master the most. The master likes him, not only because he is the youngest one, but because the master values Wuqiu's character and wisdom more, and even the Tao is superior to others. It's just that he usually talks a little more, like a nagging little old man.

The early warning of the "big master" shows that the entire land of China will be full of wolf smoke, and the mountain spirits and wild monsters will also take the opportunity to go out of the mountains and troubled times. Originally, natural and man-made disasters were just enough, and people still had hope to live, but now there are many demons, which does not give people any hope of survival. The people in the Daomen should take it as their responsibility to subdue demons and subdue demons and save the common people. So the master came out to watch, with no demand.

Wuqiu glanced at Ren Yan's weeping nonsense in his sleep, sighed slightly, turned around and whispered to his master: "Master, did you say that this flood was caused by the demon we want to track?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Judging from all kinds of signs, there must be no doubt about it!"

Wuqiu pursed his lips and tilted his head and said, "Master, then you say, what kind of monster is this, it has such a big magical power, and it can also raise clouds and rain and start such a big flood disaster?"

The old man stroked his silver beard and muttered, "If it's good, it should be an evil dragon." ”

"Dragon!?" Wu Qiu's heart tightened. In his mind, the dragon is an ancient beast that lives in the mythological books. The dragons he knew were the kind of dragons that could help the Yellow Emperor defeat the demon god Chiyou. That's a dragon that can protect the water and soil. As for the evil dragon, he has no request but has never heard of it, and has never seen it.

"Master, what is a dragon? Is there a good or bad dragon?"

The old man smiled and said, "Everyone is divided into good and bad people, let alone dragons." The one who can protect one side of the water and soil is the divine dragon, and if this is the one who is in trouble, it is naturally the evil dragon. Now that this monster has risen up in such a big flood disaster, the lives and the people are miserable, there must be a dragon. ”

Wu Qiu didn't expect that this was the first time he came out of Qingyuan Palace, and he encountered a dragon that could only be seen in mythology, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sigh unlucky.

The old man saw Wuqiu's worries, smiled and patted Wuqiu's head and said, "What's the matter, the little guy who is not afraid of heaven and earth is also afraid now?"

Wuqiu snorted, stiffened his neck and said, "Don't be afraid, the master is so powerful, he will definitely be able to clean up this evil dragon." ”

The old man waved his sleeves and said: "That's not true, the evil dragon is not an ordinary monster, although we have learned some Taoism, if we want to slay the dragon, it is not so simple." I can't be 100% sure of being a teacher. ”

Hearing the master say this, Wuqiu frowned, looked at the master blankly and said, "No, master, what can I do?"

The old man smiled and said, "Let's take a step and see a step." The most important thing now is to find the trace of the dragon, and as for the rest, wait until we find it. ”

Without asking for helplessness, he sighed and said, "That's the only way." But the master is not afraid of me, if we really can't do anything about it, let's run. Keeping the green mountains is not afraid of no firewood. ”

When the old man saw this, he couldn't help laughing. After all, he is still a child, and he still needs to sharpen and grow more. Although there are many thorns and dangers on the way to growth.

The master and apprentice chatted for a while, and I don't know how long it took, and the nonsense that had been sleeping finally woke up.

After such a short period of rest, Hu Yan's physical condition has improved slightly, but his spirit is still very poor.

Seeing that Hu Yan woke up, the old man comforted him a few words, and then beckoned Wuqiu to prepare for the road.

Seeing that the master and apprentice were about to leave, Hu Yan hurriedly turned over and knelt down: "Old immortal, please take me on the road together." ”

Although Hu Yan fell asleep before, he didn't sleep too deeply, and he faintly heard a few words. Although I didn't really hear it, I also knew that the two people in front of me were the real people of the Demon Slayer Guardian Dao. And it was not just the heavy rain that killed his good friend, but the evil dragon that caused the rain, and the flood caused by the river and the sea drowned his best friend.

For the sake of his friends, even if there is an abyss in front of him, he is bound to jump, let alone to find an evil dragon that killed him. He wanted to see what the guy who killed his friend looked like. Even if you can't take revenge, remember what it looks like.

The old man glanced back at Hu Yan, frowned slightly, and thought that the kid in front of him must have heard what he and Wu Qiu said, and sighed: "Little friend, why are you so troubled." ”

Hu Yan said in a deep voice: "I know that I am a mortal, I have nothing to do, I have nothing now, and even my only friend was killed by the evil dragon." I just want to see what the enemy who killed my friend looks like. Ask the old fairy to take me there. ”

Seeing Hu Yan's resolute face, the old man thought that his mind had been decided, even if he persuaded him like this, it was useless, so he could only shake his head and sigh: "Little friend, I'm afraid this journey will be dangerous. You have to be mentally prepared. ”

Hu Yan smiled awe-inspiringly: "There is only death, what is there to be afraid of." ”

The old man's eyes looked at Hu Yan with a clear eye: "Maybe there are some things that are more terrible than death." ”

Hu Yan was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I'm not afraid to live now, is there anything more terrible than living?"

The old man was stunned, shook his head and sighed: "Heaven is unfair, and all things are used as dogs. Well, you can go with us. ”

Hearing what the master said, he cheered silently beside him, ran over to help Hu Yan, and said with a smile: "Good man, get up, the master promised to take you on the road together." ”

Seeing that the old man was relieved, Hu Yan was very grateful, kowtowed, got up and said, "Thank you old fairy." ”

The old man waved his hand and said without looking back: "Time is pressing, we need to hurry." As he spoke, he walked forward in the mud.

Wuqiu is a child after all, although it is not lonely to talk and laugh with the master along the way, but the two of them finally have something insurmountable between master and apprentice, and there is less fun after all. Now that there is finally a boy who is not very different from himself on the road with him, his heart is naturally happy.

Although the young man looked sad, he didn't say much. But more or less more interesting than the master.

Along the way, Wuqiu also learned about his life experience from the words of nonsense. It turned out that Hu Yan's parents died when he was a child, and he was brought up by his grandmother, and his grandmother passed away a few years ago, and he was the only one left in the family. Usually, I can only do a small job to supplement my family and support myself. Because he is poor, no one wants to interact with him, only a good friend who has grown up since childhood, perhaps because the two have the same background, so the relationship is extraordinarily deep, and there is even a feeling of dependence on each other. And this time, they originally made an appointment to meet at a nearby bridge, and went to the mountains to dig He Shou Wu and sell it for money. But such an irreparable thing happened. It's no wonder that nonsense is so sad.

I didn't want to understand the pain in Hu Yan's heart, so I tried my best to make Hu Yan happy along the way. Maybe it's because not long after the incident happened, Hu Yan has never been able to let go of his heart. Still silent. This made Wuqiu scratch his ears and cheeks unspeakably. I thought it would be more interesting to have multiple chattering people on the road with nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be a stuffy gourd......