After March......

The wood came to take a bath, and there was a clanging sound, and a hairy boy with seven or eight gourds hanging on his body and a squirrel in his arms ran from far and near, and before anyone arrived, his clothes and pants were all gone, and he jumped into the barrel with a thud. Splashed the old man's face of the medicine, the old road did not care, since one day accidentally found the wood sitting on the stump hugging the head of the breath, the old Tao wanted to grab the wood with one hand to ask to understand, did not want to be pushed by the wood backhand, pushed a backflip and took a few steps back, only then did he know that this stupid boy has extraordinary strength, a seven or eight-year-old child, how can there be such brute force, I am afraid that the heirs of the demon beast are born without such bear strength, the old way is not angry, as if picking up a baby, since then every day happy, all with some strange herbs mixed into a potion, exuding an inexplicable fishy smell, forced to press the wood to take a bath, the beautiful name is to strengthen the body, wash the muscles and cut the marrow。 Urging the human body to reach the limit of potential, blowing the sky, lest the wood not understand, even with the stroke, bulging arms, and patting the chest.

Who ever wanted to soak it, the wood was addicted, and if it didn't soak for three days, he went to the room to uncover the tiles, and the old man looked carefully at the little cub in the barrel, and nodded secretly. Although it took a lot of effort to prepare this medicinal liquid, it is not something that ordinary people can soak casually, and normal people can soak it in. I can't stand the expansion of muscles and veins, the pain of cutting off the muscles and bones, and the wood has been soaked so many times, and I have never shouted bitterly. It's a good seedling, it's just a pity...

Lao Dao pondered for a while and asked, "Wood, still can't think of anything?" The wood in the bucket plucked his ears with one hand and pressed the squirrel's struggling squirrel with the other, and shook his head. Since being picked up by Lao Dao for more than three months, Mu is often stunned, and he doesn't know what he is thinking, he seems to think a lot, and he doesn't seem to think about anything. I only remember being dug out of the pit by the old way, as for who I am, who my surname is, where I live, my parents don't remember it. I heard the old Tao say that he may be an early outcast, who knows that his fate should not be extinguished, and he breathes a sigh of relief. It's only now that I'm alive, and I don't know if it's true or not. I think the old man usually mutters to himself that a sentence is good, memory is the source of pain, maybe it's better to forget. No matter what happened in the past, it can't change the pace of moving forward tomorrow. Thinking of Lao Dao's sighing expression, although the words are correct, I still feel secretly laughing every time I think about it, and I think about it and turn my head to look at Lao Dao, I have never looked at the old man so carefully as today.

Dressed in a linen coat, wearing colorful pudding shorts, a pair of straw sandals leaking out of the shoes, the toes swaying up and down unsteadily, the old man stood on the threshold with a wrinkle of three characters, touching his beard with one hand and scratching his belly with the other. The old man called himself a Taoist master, and when he bragged with wood, he had a sense of pointing out the country, but in the face of Doctor Feng a few streets away, he bowed his head and called himself a little old man, and heard that the old man owed Doctor Feng a lot of herbs on credit, no wonder he was so spineless. It made the wood secretly sneer and laugh a few times, huh. Strange, why did he think of this, Wood shook his head, Wood didn't realize that there was anything wrong with him. replied: "I don't remember, I don't remember three months ago, didn't you say that you can see something from the jade pendant, do you understand, you haven't sold my jade pendant secretly these days, don't blame the master for turning his face with you." ”

Lao Dao's eyes flickered, and he waved his hand again and again: "Which will, which will, I don't know you little wood, the herbs have been hollowed out by you, the jade pendant is your thing, what a good man my Taoist master, how can he covet your things." Hugh has the heart of a villain and spends the belly of the Taoist master. Lao Dao secretly felt magical, originally thought that the little wood was a fool or dumb, but I didn't expect that not long ago I didn't know where to find a squirrel as a companion, laughing all day long, sometimes talking to the squirrel to himself, a change from the image of the boring dun in the past, judging if the two, if not often in the wood as a companion, the old Tao also thought that the wood was possessed by some ghostly charm, and the wood was not big or small The shouting is not a pestle.

Normal children how can they be born with brute force, more than three months ago was still muddy wooden pier, during this time, the old Tao is observing the wood every day, the more he observes, the more he feels that the wood is extraordinary, and it is increasingly full of agility, compared to the living wave before March, it is a lot of live waves, without that wood is at a loss, there is more of a young man, sometimes the wood is quietly contemplating the temperament that is unintentionally exuded even if the old Tao is secretly smacking his tongue, not simple, picking up the treasure, should it not be which old demon died without stiffening and giving up possession. Lao Dao exclaimed in his heart and shook his head, how could it be. This stupid boy knows nothing, his knowledge of the path of cultivation is blank, and he doesn't even have the yuan power in his body, except for brute force. "Wood, from tomorrow onwards, you go and follow Doctor Feng every morning to read and write. The words fell.

A head was drilled out of the barrel, who was not the wood, and the wood was full of surprise: "Old man, what do you think, didn't you say that you want to pass on my world-building skills, so that I can live forever and live with heaven and earth from now on." Why did I go to learn medical literacy? ”

The old man looked embarrassed, at that time he was drunk and nonsense, and said casually, how did he expect to make the wood think, and asked him all day long when he would teach him the art of becoming an immortal, and the old man couldn't pull down his face to admit that he was full of nonsense, and joked after drinking, and finally maintained a little bit of the appearance of a master, but he couldn't let this little wood see through, with his own Taoism, not to mention the art of immortality and immortality with heaven and earth, I am afraid that he can't even talk about the magic of the world, but he can't say it bluntly, the little wood has gradually stopped taking the Taoist master as a master in the world, if he pierces the cowhide, where will this old face be put in the future。 Immediately Zhengse said: "The art of becoming an immortal, how can it be so easy to cultivate, there are thousands of monks in the world, talents and talents, great roots, spiritual wisdom throughout the ages, and a few people can break the void, Wudeng Extreme Realm, you don't know a few big characters and want to become an immortal, become your big-headed ghost." If you want to cultivate my method of becoming an immortal, you should go to Feng Laowei to learn medicine and medicine, and read and write. When you succeed academically in the coming days, that's when I teach you. I don't even know how to read, and I still shamelessly want to cultivate immortals, even if I put the immortal magic herb medicine in front of you, do you know it?" said that he squinted at the wood, and his heart was a little up and down, if it wasn't for the jade pendant being detained in the hands of Doctor Feng, the old man would not let the wood follow him to learn medical literacy, after all, he can teach words. It's just that the herb bath that this little cub has taken recently has come from Doctor Feng on credit. Otherwise, where did the old man get so many herbs to squander the wood, take the short hands and eat the soft mouth, the herbs that are owed on credit are afraid that they will not be able to repay it for a while, in case the wood has a whim one day, and wants to get the jade pendant back, where can he find him a piece. If Mu Tou worships as a companion boy under the Feng Divine Doctor Pavilion, he can also say that the jade pendant was handed over to Feng Divine Doctor as a token, and he will only return it to him in the future when Mu Tou is knowledgeable, and at that time he should also repay Feng Laowei's spiritual herb second medicine. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you still owe Feng Lao Wei's herbs, with Feng Lao Wei's personality, you won't grab things from him in vain. Well, the more I think about it, the more it makes sense, Lao Dao couldn't help but applaud for his plan to kill three birds with one stone, thinking that ginger is still old and spicy, and this stupid boy was stunned for a moment.

The head of the wood is the Tao, and he is secretly speechless, and what the old Tao said is really reasonable. I don't know why, since the first time I sat in the gatehouse and listened to the old man's drunken nonsense, I had a great interest in cultivating immortals, and even dreamed of flying into the sky at night, as soon as I heard the old man talk about all kinds of magical spells after becoming immortals, practicing immortality, sitting on the wood on the bench was excited and excited, as if the immortal was himself, his little face was flushed, and he pestered the old man over and over again to tell the story of the immortals.

Now the old man said that as long as he followed Feng Laowei academically, he would teach himself the art of becoming an immortal in the future, and he screamed excitedly, even crawling out of the bathtub with a belt, holding a squirrel in one hand, and not wiping the medicinal liquid, he heard the knock when seven or eight gourds were hanging on his body and ran farther and farther, leaving Lao Dao stunned and staying in place, and couldn't help shouting: "Wood, where are you going." ”

A voice came from afar, "Go to Feng Shen to be literate and cultivate your immortal method as soon as possible." With the sound of the gourd, it ran farther and farther away, and in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared, leaving only the crying and laughing old man standing still, staring at the short clothes and trousers on the ground next to the barrel.