Beiyuan City, the land belongs to the southern wilderness, standing on the edge, the jurisdiction is only thousands of miles, usually there is a single figure, but today it is very lively.

On the street, people come and go, the traffic is busy, the tea and rice of various shops are shouting and drinking, the storytelling on the street is foaming, and the surroundings are applauded when it comes to the wonderful places.

In the middle of the pond, a few strands of light yarn, a few plain pianos sounded, the jade hand was slightly raised, and the two girls were ashamed.

Passers-by are looking forward to it, lingering.

There is also a poet boy on the opposite side of the bridge, gently shaking the paper fan and being graceful, causing the surrounding girls to look at each other secretly.

But none of this has anything to do with Yang Qing, he is already twelve years old, with a vegetable face, a thin and weak body, and he looks similar to an eight- or white-year-old child.

His parents were killed by bandits in his early years, and his only grandfather also passed away three years ago, so it can be said that he is now an orphan.

Yang Qing's thin body tightened the sweet potato on his back, and he came to the door of a house in the alley and called softly: "Aunt Zhang, I brought you the sweet potato!"

Yang Qing was wearing tattered clothes, his hair had not been washed for several days, a pair of black and rotten straw sandals, and two toes were exposed on the outside of the shoes, looking like a beggar, and people passing by showed disgusted expressions.

After a while, the door was opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out, looked at Yang Qing and smiled gently: "Yang Qing is here! Come in and sit down!"

Yang Qing looked at his body, took two steps back, and saluted: "Auntie, when the sweet potatoes are delivered, Yang Qing won't go in and bother!"

Aunt Zhang sighed, stuffed a string of copper coins into Yang Qing's hand and said softly: "Child, buy yourself something delicious!"

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang!" Yang Qing didn't shirk, bowed and bowed before turning to leave.

Looking at Yang Qing's thin back, Aunt Zhang's eyes were moist: "What a sensible child, it's a pity that your life is not good!" After speaking, she turned around and entered the house.

After Yang Qing left, he came to a steamed bun shop.

He hadn't eaten for two days, and his stomach couldn't help but gurgle.

Carefully took out two copper coins in his arms, bought six buns, looked at the restaurant next to him, Yang Qing swallowed his saliva and turned to leave.

After finding a place where no one was around, Yang Qing ate two steamed buns and wrapped the remaining four buns in a clean handkerchief.

He touched the eight copper wires left in his arms, and this was all his belongings.

Seeing that it was still early, Yang Qing walked two streets and came to a dilapidated house where an old man was doing woodwork.

"Grandpa Liu!" Yang Qing called, then ran to the well next to him to get a bucket of water, paddled a big scoop and drank it, and got all over his body.

"This kid is always frizzy!" the old man shook his head, looking at Yang Qing's eyes with love.

"Yang Qing! During this time, there are a lot of strangers in the city, carrying swords on their backs, looking fierce and vicious, don't run around if you have nothing to do!"

Yang Qing wiped his mouth and asked curiously, "What are they all doing here!"

The old man stopped what he was doing, thought for a while and said, "I heard that there are monsters in the West Lake, and everyone is here to get rid of the demons!"

"Monster!" Yang Qing was shocked when he heard this.

"I've also heard from others, and now there are posts everywhere outside to recruit monsters, you can go and see if you know the word, by the way, don't you live on the side of the West Lake?

"Got it"

Yang Qing answered, ran out, came to a big tree, and saw that there were people standing there, pointing and pointing, and there was a big red post hanging on the tree, full of words.

Yang Qing squeezed into the crowd, which attracted a lot of abuse, and when he saw Yang Qing dirty, he hurriedly gave up a large vacant seat and cursed.

Yang Qing didn't care, he was used to this, he just quietly looked at the posts on the big tree and talked with the people around him.

"There's a monster in West Lake, I heard that it also eats people, don't go over there again!"

"Yes, these natural disasters have continued, and there are monsters coming out to make trouble, alas, how can we ordinary people live!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! The Immortal Sword Sect has issued a heroic order and summoned the world's capable people to get rid of the monsters!" an old man touched his beard and said slightly.

"Changxian Sword Sect! That's a place where there are immortals, and the immortals will definitely be able to get rid of the monsters, now we are at ease!"

"Also, I heard that no matter who kills this monster, as long as there is no sect and no sect, he can immediately become a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect!"

"Those are immortals! It would be nice if I could become an immortal, the ancestral tomb would have to smoke. ”

"Haha, you've got it! Pick up your dung. Some people laughed and scolded.

Yang Qing listened for a while and left, none of this had anything to do with him.

Watching Yang Qing leave, many people showed disgusted eyes, and even spat on the ground.

Because of the monsters, the city gate has been inspected a lot more strictly in the past few days, and many city guards have been added to search people who enter and exit.

There are also some soldiers who take the opportunity to make money and water, and when they see people who are easy to bully, they extort money, and the city gate is full of smoke and abuse.

Yang Qing looked like a beggar, and the city guards didn't pay attention to him, but just kicked him twice when he came out.

Yang Qing scolded secretly, touched his buttocks and walked away.

It was getting late, Yang Qing estimated the itinerary, the place where he lived was ten miles away from Beiyuan City, and it took about three hours to walk.

Along the way, you can see from time to time, many strange people with swords and swords on their backs hurrying by on high-headed horses, and there are many ordinary people in the middle, looking at the direction of rushing to the West Lake.

Yang Qing's place of residence was in the West Lake, and he was a little apprehensive, seeing that there was a teahouse on the side of the road, and there was an old man in it, Yang Qing hurriedly ran over.

stepped forward and saluted the old man in the teahouse, Yang Qing asked, "Grandpa, I want to ask you something!"

The old man in the teahouse saw that Yang Qing looked like a beggar, and said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have a fart, don't stop me from doing business!"

Yang Qing didn't care, but asked, "Why did those people run to the West Lake?"

"An immortal was born to descend that monster, and they all went to see the excitement!"

"Let's go, let's go!" the old man at the teahouse waved his hand.

"Thank you, old man!" Yang Qing saluted and turned to leave.

"Immortal!" Yang Qing also had a little yearning in his heart, but then shook his head again, these were still too far away for him.

His greatest wish was to have a house of his own and to be able to eat enough every day, and that was enough.

"Don't go back just yet. ”

Muttering, looking at the people who kept coming from other places, Yang Qing got into a mountain road.

Half an hour later, Yang Qing appeared in a small canyon with a small river and two thatched huts next to it.

From a long distance, I saw a little girl of three or four years old chasing butterflies on the grass, she was dressed in sackcloth and tied in braids, which was very cute.

Her name is Zhang Ling'er, she has no father, and she follows her mother's surname.

Yang Qing walked over and touched the still hot bun in his arms, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Yang!"

As soon as the little girl saw Yang Qing coming, she immediately gave up the butterfly and threw herself into Yang Qing's arms.

"Yang Qing is here!" A woman walked out of the grass house, in her twenties, wearing sackcloth but dignified, she was Zhang Ling'er's mother, Zhang Xiuxiu.

Yang Qing hurriedly put down Zhang Ling'er, saluted the woman and said, "I've seen Sister-in-law Zhang, Yang Qing has come to bother again." ”

Zhang Xiuxiu smiled and turned around and walked into the grass hut, but the voice came out: "I'm just cooking, go catch two fish!"

"Great!"

Yang Qing stuffed the bun in his arms to Zhang Ling'er next to him, took off his clothes and threw himself into the river.

"The water is a little cold, take a bath by the way!" Yang Qing plunged into the water.

Zhang Ling'er held the bun in her arms, trotted all the way to the woman's side, looked at her mother with bright big eyes and whispered: "Mother, I want to tell you something!"

Zhang Xiuxiu touched her child's head dotingly and smiled: "What do you have to discuss with your mother?"

Zhang Ling'er said with a serious face with bright big eyes: "When I grow up in the future, I want to be Brother Yang's daughter-in-law, mother, you say it's okay!"

"Okay, good!" Zhang Xiuxiu responded with her mouth, and only regarded it as a child's innocent words in her heart.

After Yang Qing took a bath, although his body looked still thin, he was a lot cleaner, and he couldn't get along with his eyebrows and eyes, but he wasn't ugly.

He shook his hair, grabbed the two fish he caught, and returned to the grass hut.

The cooking smoke curls and the meals are simple and quick, with three bowls of gruel, one bowl of wild vegetable soup, four buns, and two fish.

Yang Qing ate casually, thinking about his home, and secretly thought that after such a long time, the monsters in West Lake should also be eliminated!

Wiping his hands, Yang Qing took out eight copper coins from his arms and stuffed them into Zhang Ling'er's hand, and said softly: "Give it to your mother!"

Zhang Ling'er hurriedly followed and shouted, "Brother Yang, come and see me more!"

Yang Qing waved his hand in the distance, and the person disappeared into the canyon.

Zhang Ling'er looked at Yang Qing's disappearing back and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Yang, I will definitely grow up soon!"

In front of the thatched house, Zhang Xiuxiu looked at this scene with a smile.

It was already night out of the canyon, and it was dark all around, and by the moonlight, Yang Qing recognized the way and hurried home.

Who knew that after walking a few steps, a big man came to him, who may not have seen the road clearly at night and knocked Yang Qing over.

"Who?"

Dahan may also be a practitioner, and he casually pulled out a black-backed broadsword.

Yang Qing saw that the other party was pumping the guy, and jumped down, afraid of being hacked to death by a knife, and regardless of the pain in his body, he stood up and hurriedly saluted: "The hero is really sorry, the little brother is reckless, he didn't see the road clearly at night, and I hope the hero will forgive his sins!"

Listening to the voice, the big man took a closer look, and saw that Yang Qing was powerless and still a child, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly put away the black-backed big knife.

Seeing that Yang Qing was covered in blood by himself, the big man said softly: "You little baby, you don't sleep at home at night, what are you hanging around?

"Hero, don't scare the little brother, I heard that there are immortals who have come out of the mountain to subdue demons, I am afraid that it has been completed at this moment, and besides, my home is on the edge of the West Lake, where will I go if I don't go home!" Yang Qing gave a salute, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"You little baby has two points of knowledge, the monster has been cut down by the immortal, but that place is also very evil now, no one dares to go, you actually live there, you are quite fat, but it suits my appetite, hehe!"

Dahan stretched out his hand and took out a stack of silver tickets, and casually stuffed a few into Yang Qing's arms, and then said with a smile: "Take it to make up for your body, a big man, thin like a girl." ”

"How embarrassing is this!" Yang Qing said in his mouth, but the silver ticket was already in his arms.

"Now this land is more chaotic, if someone is interested in you to see wealth, you will report my name, in this acre and three points of land, as long as you know me, you should be able to give some face!" The big man carried the big knife, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, but the voice came.

"You have to tell me the name first!" Yang Qing sighed, but when he thought of the silver ticket in his arms, he was really happy, there were so many silver tickets in one collision, it would be nice if he could come a few more times.

There was no thrill along the way, Yang Qing stopped and stopped, and did not arrive home until late at night.

said that it was home, but in fact it was just a dilapidated bungalow, and all the things of his father's generation were occupied by bullies, and Yang Qing had no choice but to accept his fate.

"Why don't you go to West Lake and have a look?" Yang Qing stopped when he walked into the house.

Although he knew that the monster had been subdued, Yang Qing was still a child after all, and he still felt scared.

The West Lake is not far from Yang Qing's house, and at this time, you can still hear the sound of water waves.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a poor sour boy, long and thin, I don't think the monsters will eat me!" Yang Qing comforted himself and tiptoed towards the West Lake.

When he came to the West Lake, Yang Qing's head stretched out from behind a big tree, looking at the black in front of him, listening to the sound of water waves, Yang Qing suddenly felt cold and swishing, as if there was something in the water to climb out.

"Oh my mother!" Yang Qingwei screamed, and ran back in shock.

When he returned to the house and bolted the door lock, Yang Qing sat down and breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could breathe his breath, he noticed that a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his palm touched him.

"Demon ...... Strange!" Yang Qing didn't take a breath, and fainted when he fell to the ground with his eyes glared.

A soft sigh came from the darkness: "Alas, this little baby is too intimidating!"

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Qing suddenly jumped up and touched the silver ticket in his arms, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

I touched my head, I don't know why I fell asleep in a daze last night.

"Little one, woke up?"

The appearance of a voice suddenly interrupted Yang Qing's thoughts, making Yang Qingleng, who was still sleepwalking, on the spot.

I saw an old man in white clothes and white hair sitting opposite, dressed in fairy wind and bones, not like a person in this mortal world, and the first time they met, it made people feel good.

Yang Qing reacted, hurriedly patted his clothes clean, and saluted respectfully: "Junior Yang Qing greets the old man!"

"You're welcome, child!" the old man smiled and looked very kind.

"Grandpa, why are you at my house!" Yang Qing asked curiously.

"I don't have much time, come in and sit down when you see that this house is clean, little guy, you won't be in a hurry to drive me away!" The old man seemed to see through life and death, and his tone was light.

"Grandpa, how could I drive you away, I feel very kind when I look at you, you can stay as long as you want!" Yang Qing was no longer restrained, and simply sat down opposite the old man.

"Son, let me ask you a question, how about you answer me seriously!" the old man asked with a smile.

When Yang Qing heard this, he hurriedly straightened his body and said, "Grandpa, please say, I have also read for two years, and I will not let you down!"

The old man was silent for a long time before he said leisurely: "What is a person, what is an immortal!"

Yang Qing thought for a while, scratched his head and said: "There are no immortals in the world, immortals are all from people, immortals are also people, people are also immortals, they are one, how to distinguish them." ”

When the old man heard this, he laughed: "Good, good, good! That's great! I can't imagine that I can't imagine that I have been in the Tao for hundreds of years, but I can't see it as clearly as a child!"

Yang Qing scratched his head and said, "Grandpa, I'll ask you a question too!"

"Oh!" the old man was aroused, and smiled, "What is the problem?"

Yang Qing hesitated a little and said, "Can the dead still come back to life?" I miss my parents and my grandfather very much!"

The old man smiled slightly and said, "If you are an immortal, maybe you can!"

"But I'm not an immortal!" Hearing this, Yang Qing's expression was depressed.

"Child, can you do me a favor!" the old man smiled.

Yang Qing put away his emotions and bowed to the old man slightly, and said, "Old man, please say, where the younger generation can do it, he will not shirk!"

As soon as the old man's sleeve robe waved, a bead about the size of a fist and glowing appeared in front of Yang Qing, and next to it was a long sword engraved with textures, as well as a letter.

The old man picked up the long sword and the letter and said to Yang Qing: "You go to the Changxian Sword Sect and hand over this sword and the letter to a person named Zhou Changtian." ”

"Old man, how is the Immortal Sword Sect going!" Yang Qing scratched his head.

"Just go south!"

Putting down the sword and letter in his hand, the old man picked up the glowing bead again and smiled: "This is the inner dan of that monster in the West Lake, and it is also your reward!"

"Monster's Neidan!" Yang Qing exclaimed.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Qing asked tentatively, "Old man, you are the immortal!"

The old man smiled and did not deny it, but said: "Child, it is eight hundred miles to go to the Immortal Sword Sect, you can be more careful all the way! Remember, don't be greedy, don't read, don't lust!" After the old man finished speaking, the glowing Inner Dan with a wave of his hand disappeared into Yang Qing's body, and the long sword also appeared on Yang Qing's back, and the letter fell into Yang Qing's hand.

Yang Qing touched his body curiously, curious where Nanedan had gone, and he couldn't find it no matter how he looked for it.

The old man stretched out his hand to Yang Qing's forehead, and an inexplicable energy strung into Yang Qing's body, and the golden light disappeared without a trace.

"This is the Vajra Mantra, specializing in overcoming evil things, it is connected to the Inner Dan in your body, the Inner Dan vitality is exhausted, and the Vajra Mantra will also lose its effect, this goes to the Immortal Sword Sect, the road is far away, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, I hope that the critical moment can save your life"

"Old man Zhou Ao, the limit is not far away, and today I will take the road that our ancestors have walked and fight for the destiny of heaven. The old man looked at the ethereal sky, and his body slowly disappeared.

"People live for a hundred years, why not be immortals, go against the sky, do not forget the original intention, and prove the avenue!" The old man left, leaving only the aftermath lingering in his ears.

Yang Qing looked at the place where the old man disappeared and bowed to the ground: "Junior, send off senior!"

"People live for a hundred years, why not be immortals!"

Yang Qing looked at the sky in a daze, silently reciting this sentence in his heart, and a seed in his heart was also sprouting.

......

The next day, Yang Qing went to the city to change into clean clothes, spent 500 taels to buy a house, settled Zhang Ling'er's mother and daughter, and left another 200 taels for their daily use.

Dahan gave Yang Qing a total of 800 taels of silver tickets, and Yang Qing only left 100 taels.

Guessing that Yang Qing was leaving, Zhang Linger cried into tears.

Yang Qing touched Zhang Ling'er's hair dotingly, and chuckled: "Brother Yang just went out to see the outside world, and it's not that he won't come back!"

Zhang Ling'er didn't speak, but buried her little head deep in Yang Qing's arms.

Zhang Xiuxiu pulled Zhang Ling'er into her arms and said gently to Yang Qing: "You go! Go and find what belongs to you, the rivers and lakes are sinister, you must always take care of yourself!"

Yang Qing saluted and turned to leave.

"Mother, will Brother Yang come back?" Zhang Ling'er looked at her mother with rainy eyes.

"Yes, Ling'er has to grow up quickly, so that she and your brother Yang will not be separated in the future!" Zhang Xiuxiu said dotingly.

Zhang Ling'er clenched her delicate little fist and murmured, "Brother Yang, Ling'er will wait for you to come back!"

......

Yang Qing went to say goodbye to Aunt Zhang and the old man who did the wood work, and the two of them naturally gave thousands of instructions, which made Yang Qing's heart warm.

In Beiyuan City, these people are like Yang Qing's relatives.

Standing outside Beiyuan City, Yang Qing carried a long sword at his waist and carried a package, quietly looking at this place where he grew up.

Memories of the scenes came to his heart, remembering this small city in his heart, stopping for a moment, Yang Qing took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and turned to leave.