"Grandpa, is there really an immortal in the world?" the child squatted under the old man's knees, held the burden in his arms, supported his cheeks with both hands, and tilted his head in confusion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course there are, immortals, just above the ethereal fairy mountain, soaring clouds and mist, calling for wind and rain, so majestic. The old man's curved index finger trembled and pointed to the mountain that stood at the end of the sky.

"But you have been looking for twenty years, why have you never found it?

"That's when the opportunity has not arrived, immortals have to pay attention to chance, how can we mortals be an exception?" said the old man as he straightened his grandson's unkempt hair.

"I don't want to look for the immortals, I want to go back, I want to accompany my grandmother ......" Zhizi rubbed his eyes with his hand and said aggrievedly.

"Bastard, do you want to be like your father?" said the old man, holding his grandson to the ground, glaring angrily.

"My father died in search of immortals!" the child threw the burden on the ground, holding his eyebrows and roaring.

"You...... You ......" The old man stood up in anger, broke a branch, and was about to hit the child.

"I'm going to go back, so I don't want to follow you!" said the child, who didn't run, and said stubbornly with his waist crossed.

The old man's lips trembled, he couldn't say a word, and the branch in his hand slammed into the child.

After all, the child is only a six or seven-year-old child, and he has pain in his body, and he is wronged, so he can only grit his teeth and choke, but his eyes widened, he did not dodge, and blinked more to express his protest.

"The chickens at home are lost, and grandma locks herself in the room like she lost her soul, but you still come out to look for immortals, I don't care, I won't leave!"

"This is fate!" the old man heard this, his eyes were red, and he could no longer start, and his withered arm was stuck in the air and could not fall.

Lin Yu passed by and began to think of it as a quarrel between grandparents and grandchildren, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but the child's last sentence made him stumble and almost fall to the ground.

The chicken is lost, and the soul is lost?

Within a radius of ten miles, there is only the previous family, so Lin Yu is sure that the grandmother who lost her soul that the child said is the old lady who was so desperate that her face was expressionless before.

He just stole two chickens, do you want to be angry and angry, and drive people's grandmothers crazy?

As the culprit, Lin Yu blamed himself deeply, and he couldn't leave as if nothing had happened.

So Lin Yu forced his composure, put away his inexplicable and strange expression, stopped in front of the child, and stopped the old man.

"Uncle, if you have something to say, why bother beating children?" Lin Yu said.

"Young man, this has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"

The old man who had just stopped seeing that someone was stopping him, he was even more angry, and he wanted to do it again. Lin Yu hurriedly blocked left and right, thinking that it seemed as if he was doing a disservice.

"I heard that the old man said that he was looking for immortals, but the kid has some news, I don't know if you want to know?" Lin Yu said tentatively.

Sure enough, when he heard this, the old man's eyes lit up, he threw the branch aside, grabbed the corner of Lin Yuyi, and said eagerly: "Young man, do you really have news?"

"I've heard a little about it!"

Lin Yu was afraid that the old man would not believe it, so he specially sacrificed the piercing keel in the Deposit Spirit Box and controlled it to fly a few rounds in the air.

The beautiful long sword, which was as white as jade, exuded a milky white light, turning into a streamer, leaving a series of sword shadows.

The old man looked at this scene dumbfounded, his mouth was speechless, the child leaned his neck, staring at the flying sword in the sky, he had long forgotten the pain on his body, and the tears were not there.

Fortunately, it worked, Lin Yu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, the old man knelt on the ground with a thud, leaving Lin Yu at a loss.

"Daxian, please save our old Luo family, the old man kowtows to you!" The old man was in tears, and he was about to kowtow to Lin Yu, and the grandson on the side also retracted his naughty attitude and knelt in front of Lin Yu obediently.

Lin Yu hurriedly supported the old man, if he was bowed down by the other party, he was afraid that he would blame himself even more.

He is just a little Luo Luo in the cultivation realm, how did he become a great immortal in the mouth of the old man, will the disciples of the Jianxi faction be good with this sword kung fu?

"My husband has something to say, and this gift can be compared to it. ”

After all, he stole someone else's self, and he was the first to lose, if the old man was in trouble, he could do his best, Lin Yu would not refuse, I was afraid that he would not be able to bear the name of the Great Immortal.

Next, Lin Yu asked what was going on, and the old man told Lin Yu about his family.

The old man's surname is Luo, his name is Jin, and he didn't live in this wilderness hut before.

The Luo family has been in business for generations, it is a wealthy family, and it can be regarded as a famous family in Pingwu County, and it has reached its peak in the generation of Luo Jin's son.

The eldest son Luo Xin, that is, the father of the childish son in front of him, is the top student in high school, and he has returned to his hometown.

In fact, the Luo family is in full swing in Pingwu County, and the City Lord's Mansion is not as good as them.

But just when the Luo family was brilliant, decay soon followed.

Luo Jin came late to have a son, and his second son Luo Jialiang enjoyed the shadow of the family, arrogant, bullying men and women, and doing all kinds of evil, but Luo Jin turned a blind eye to this.

Luo Jialiang did a lot of things to molest women from good families, and on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival twenty-one years ago, Luo Jialiang fell in love with the little lady in the cloth workshop, and even forced her husband to death by means.

On the day Luo Jialiang forced the little lady to get married, all the famous people in the city came to congratulate, and even the city lord also prepared a generous gift to celebrate, but no one mentioned that this little lady was robbed by the Luo family.

On that day, the Luo family was lit up, and the lights in the city were bright, indicating the highest point of the Luo family's prosperity.

On that day, an unkempt, beggar-like one-eyed old man came, saying that the Luo family had good food and wine, and wanted to beg for some food.

Lao Dao was dressed in tatters and covered with dirt, and the Luo family only treated him as a beggar and blasted out of the house.

Who knew that Lao Dao was not an ordinary person, he suddenly appeared at the banquet and left three sentences in front of Luo Jin.

"The Luo family's qi is declining, not in the past, not tomorrow, just now!"

"The death of the Luo family is not now, not in the past, but tomorrow!"

"It is not destined for tomorrow, not now, but in the past!"

After saying these three sentences, the old man disappeared out of thin air, and everyone was stunned, only to know that the old way was extraordinary, and the wedding banquet became a farce for a while, and the guests were scattered.

From that day on, the curse of the old way was fulfilled, the luck of the Luo family went into decline, Luo Jialiang fell into the well drunk that night and died, and then the descendants of the Luo family died mysteriously one after another, and the children born died at the age of seven.

In just one year, the Luo clan has been huge, and only Luo Xin is left. The people of Pingwu City were terrified, and all the things that happened in the past year were even more terrifying than the stories of demons and monsters, so the Luo family, which was less than ten people left, was driven out of the county town and came to this wilderness.

From that time on, Luo Jin took his son and went out every year to look for immortals, hoping to save his descendants.

Almost seven years ago, fifty-year-old Luo Xin came to have a child, this is the only baby born in the Luo family in twenty years, Luo Jin thought that the curse of the Luo family was over, who thought it was just the beginning of despair.