When he woke up on the second day, Xi Yu sat up, the corpse of the black-robed man was lying on the side, emitting a faint smell, he actually spent the night with a corpse, and now he couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it, it was really unlucky, and he couldn't complain that he was always unlucky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xi Yu pondered, suddenly startled, rubbed his eyes and looked left and right, in addition, where is that burly figure?

He panicked when he landed now, and the grace of saving his life had not yet been repaid, not to mention that person was probably the master of the Tao he was looking for, although it was different from the image of the white-bearded old man with fluttering hair in his mind, but the god-like power and the ability to eliminate demons like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves satisfied all the fantasies of a young man of Xi Yu's age.

He grabbed the burden and left, but he felt that it was not right, and he didn't take two steps and turned back, although this temple has been cut off from incense for a long time, but it is also a clean land, if the corpse is allowed to rot and stink here, there will be a pile of white bones in the future, and it will not become a ghost temple from the outside.

Thinking of this, Xi Yu picked up the heavy objects on the ground, looked at the head he was holding in his hand and couldn't go back, so he had to put it on the incense table, worshiped and worshipped, and said to himself to the mud fetus god who had turned around: "Brother, brother, you and I are both damaged, it is really a pair of bitter enemies, so I accidentally soiled your ancestral hall, don't be too surprised, I will help you take care of the aftermath, and you almost didn't pay attention to it last night and didn't crush me, I have the right to forget." ”

Xi Yu grunted and slowly moved to the corpse of the black-robed man, but when he saw that his ugly face with blurred flesh and blood was bleeding from seven holes, and his eyes were wide with anger, he was actually dead, and his appearance was very terrifying. He shrunk his neck, and he didn't do the immoral thing of making a dead man's fortune because he tasted the sweetness, not to mention that he didn't want to think about it, this black-robed man was awe-inspiring, and he wanted to kill people and refine medicine at every turn, and what good things could he have on his body.

Burying the corpse, but Xi Yu is not the first time to do it, once born and twice cooked, he dug a shallow pit in three or two strokes, filled the person, and soon a pile of new soil was buried outside the temple.

When he covered the pit with soil, Xi Yu was still indignant and angry, a little aggrieved, but he had never committed murder, and he had nothing to do with him, why did he always do this thing of wiping his buttocks, and next time if he bumped into him again, he would say that he would not take this job.

After hastily burying the body, Xi Yu immediately went on the road, he woke up at almost noon, and after some delays, the benefactor may have gotten up early in the morning and left the temple, and he didn't know if he could catch up at the moment.

He is the only clue that Xi Yu has found now, this farewell, I don't know if Ma Yue can meet such a person in the Year of the Monkey.

Xi Yu was anxiously hurrying, with a drizzle of cattle on his head, his footsteps were da, there was nothing to say, he just opened his legs and galloped with all his might, but he heard the wind whirring in his ears, and the mountains and trees fell straight back, and chased him out for dozens of miles in one go.

Even though the rain was very small, he was already soaking wet under his advance, the mountain wind was steep, the cold of autumn made him shiver, and his teeth caught the right fight together, but there was still only a vast forest sea in front of him, and there was no half a figure.

Xi Yu was depressed in his heart, how could he forget that people have their own immortals, and some of them have the means to fly away from the sky, how can they catch up with their own flesh and blood feet, and it is difficult to say whether it is in the wrong direction, and the two of them are going away from each other and going farther and farther.

Thinking about it, after all, there is no fate, but when he meets in Pingshui, people have already rescued him from the sea of suffering, what else can he ask for.

Xi Yu thought about it, he was cold to the bones, he was discouraged, his nose was sour, his hands were around his mouth and he shouted "ah" at the impenetrable gray rain curtain, and the mountain of Siye whispered back, and then disappeared, which made him know that in this rain, even if he shouted his throat, it was useless.

He gasped, wiped the wet stains on his face that he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat, and walked slowly, letting the rain beat his head all over his face, dragging his tired and tired body, staggering and walking, walking blankly for more than an hour, and was thinking about a thousand times in his heart, when he suddenly glimpsed a corner of the robe in front of him, looming.

Who else could there be if it wasn't for the thorn-faced gods?

Xi Yu seemed to be terminally ill, and suddenly heard that he had been saved, he was ecstatic, and suddenly felt a sense of brightness, his spirit was shocked, and his feet also felt a lot lighter, and he struggled to catch up, waving his arms while shouting at the figure.

"Benefactor, benefactor, it's me, you wait for me, good man!"

But the figure of the cloth pretended not to know, as if his ears couldn't hear it at all, as indifferent, no matter how Xi Yu screamed, softly begged, he didn't look back, walking like flowing water, Xi Yu had to follow closely, was dragged and ran away, walked seven or eight miles, shouted until the voice was hoarse, out of breath, his throat smoked like a piece of charcoal, and finally lost his strength, so he shut up.

He was already with his legs broken, sweaty and heavy, his hair was steaming, he only ate half a cold bun last night, he was tired and hungry at this time, but he had already lost any water on his body, so he could only raise his face and open his mouth wide to drink the rain.

Xi Yu's temper surged up, gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, he chased after him, it was strange to say, the figure in the cloak was obviously not fast or slow, if he walked leisurely, no matter how hard he worked to climb the mountains and mountains, the distance between the two did not increase or decrease, there was no change in the slightest, as if it was just an illusory trace, which could never be reached.

This mountain forest seems to be endless, there is no boundary, flooding people, and it is gradually difficult to distinguish between southeast and northwest, but Xi Yu is familiar with it and does not know it, only the back of the robe, and his heart is tied to it.

At last he was exhausted, his eyes blackened, and he was struggling to walk, but he still walked step by step, staggering, staggering, and his trouser legs splashed with mud, as if a pair of hands were reaching out from the ground to pull him.

But that back was like a stone heart, more and more ethereal and blurred, one did not notice, and disappeared from his sight, Xi Yu was anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't walk, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down, so he really wanted to throw the iron rod and cry.

If it weren't for the fact that he has not been pampered since he was a child, and he has a stubborn side in his temperament, I am afraid that he would have fallen a long time ago, but it would have ended here.

I don't know when, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and a round of golden sun was revealed in the dark clouds, shining brightly, and the sunlight was sprinkled and reflected on the grass and rain, circulating colorfully.

barely managed to make the last two miles, Xi Yu's legs were weak, and he fell into the mud, but he crawled on his body, grabbed the stones in the distance with his hands and feet, and wanted to move forward.

I don't know when the figure of the cloth came around behind Xi Yu, at this time, I saw Xi Yu fall to the ground, his brain was already confused, but he still used his limbs together to move forward slowly, looked at it silently for a while, and suddenly stepped forward, not too pickled, like a chicken, he picked up Xi Yu and carried it on his shoulder, and a few ups and downs went away.

Xi Yu was dizzy and confused, only to feel that his body was light, and he was caught, and then he was like a cloud, he couldn't open his eyes, and his butt fell to the ground for a long time.

His body collapsed, dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, but the clothes on his body had dried, and when he finally gasped, there was a thunderous grunt in his abdomen, and he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, he just wanted something to satisfy his hunger.

But in this wilderness and forest, where to find food, there is a lake in front of him, but how can he have the strength to catch fish, not to mention that the fire fold is also soaked, is it difficult to eat raw?

The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the surface of the lake, and the breeze blows, setting off a faint ripple of broken gold, which is beautiful.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't be used to fill the stomach, Xi Yu's hunger is getting stronger and stronger, he looked up at the tree behind him, and thought about resting for a while, so he climbed up to see if there was a bird's nest and took out a few eggs to eat.

When Xi Yu stretched his neck to look from the bottom, suddenly a fruit was thrown over, Xi Yu followed the direction, a tall giant man stood in front of him, and immediately felt happy in his heart, it was his savior, Xi Yu knew that it must be him.

When the big man saw the boy covered in mud wake up, he didn't react, he sat straight to the side, and ate the fruit by himself.

Xi Yu was overjoyed, the smile was still on his face, he raised his hand and just wanted to say hello, but he didn't want him to be so cold, he hung Xi Yu here, his hand stopped in the air, and he couldn't go up and down.

Xi Yu laughed dryly, withdrew his hand, scratched his head, and didn't care, he was a master, he should have the temper of a master, most of them have a strange temperament, otherwise what is the difference between him and all living beings, thinking of this, he was in awe, and admired and admired a little in his heart.

He bent down to pick up the fruit, holding it with both hands, the tip of his nose was fragrant and attractive, he couldn't resist it, and he couldn't care about eating it ugly in front of the masters, it was just a gobbling meal, chewing "Titicaca" sound.

I don't know if I feel something, or if I picked it from a master, the taste is different, obviously the peel is green and red, obviously not ripe, Xi Yu gnawed on it in a big gulp, and smirked twice from time to time, feeling crunchy, juice splashing, melting in the mouth, it was simply an endless aftertaste.

In fact, he was very hungry, whether it was sour or sweet, he didn't taste it, and after a few bites, he took the skin, and after a while, there was only a core left.

Xi Yu licked his lips, and suddenly another fruit flew towards this side, falling into his arms, he looked up in surprise, although the big man didn't look at him, he pointed the tattooed side face at him, and ate his own, but Xi Yu's heart was still warm, and he felt that the four-sided chamber that was not good-looking was suddenly much more amiable.