Under the leadership of the old man, the thirteen and others passed through Liyang along the way, spent a long time to reach Huzhou Mansion, rested in Huzhou Mansion for half a day, nothing happened, and continued south.

They walked for more than a month, and the boatman had a toxic attack on the way, and the pain made him die and live, and the old man took action to seal the acupoints of his whole body, gave him a painkiller, and the boatman survived.

The boatman looked at the old man gratefully, and when he could speak, he immediately knelt down in front of the old man, and kept kowtowing and begging him to help relieve him of the poison on his body.

The old man just shook his head slightly, and said: "The poison in you is made of seven different formulas of herbs, there are thousands of poisons in this world, if you want to know which seven are specific, unless it is the poisoner himself, it is absolutely impossible." ”

The boatman's heart sank into the abyss completely, and he said in despair: "If that man dies, I will be buried with him, right?"

The old man shook his head slightly, and said: "It's not that it, your poison can't die for a while, but it will get heavier and heavier over time, it can gather other toxins in the body together, maybe in a few years, you will ......"

The old man suddenly kept silent, and the boatman's face was full of anxiety, and he asked aloud, "What will happen, you will tell me." ”

"It's going to turn into a walking corpse, like a thousand-year-old dried corpse, have you seen it?"

Listening to the old man's words, the boatman sat on the ground, tears welling up, Feng Mu in the arms of Sister Qi heard that there was such poison in the world, and his little brain was full of curiosity, and he decided that when he grew up, he must learn its refining method and use it on the enemy.

The boatman suddenly wiped away his tears, threw himself to Thirteen's side, and pleaded, "Please, kill me with a knife, I don't want to suffer like that anymore, you let me be freed sooner." ”

Thirteen looked at the boatman in embarrassment, with a look of unbearability, and said: "I believe that under the arrangement of the old-timers, my ninth brother will definitely be able to survive, and then your poison will be able to be resolved, why should you rush to death?"

Although he said this, he himself was not sure if he would be able to see Lao Jiu and the others again, after all, the world is changeable, and people are not as good as heaven.

The boatman finally quieted down and looked at the old man with sad eyes, and the old man just said lightly: "Although the old man can't cure the poison on your body, every time you have a seizure, the old man can still help you relieve the pain." ”

The boatman who was grateful to Dade was both jolting and kowtowing, and in the eyes of Sister Qi, she almost made her cry, she didn't expect that there were more innocent and miserable people in this world than her.

If you say that life is really hard, the baby in your arms is really hard, born without a father and mother, it is difficult to eat milk, but like a weed as tenacious to survive, suffered from the upheaval and displacement, I don't know what kind of bumpy fate I will face in the future.

They walked for more than a month, and finally arrived in Hangzhou, when it was already the season of a hundred flowers, countless butterflies and bees surrounded the flowers, a scene full of life.

The old man looked at the foothills in the distance and unconsciously chanted: "The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom." ”

Thirteen hadn't read this poem, and looking at the old man's distracted face, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about, senior, is there anyone you know on that mountain?"

The old man almost slapped him, and the original Yaxing was destroyed in an instant, shook his head in disappointment, and scolded: "You are a reckless man, you are really unteachable." ”

Feng Mu listened to the old man's poems, but he felt familiar, but his consciousness had only awakened for a short time, vaguely, in order to express his approval of the old man, he "babbled" and laughed.

The old man showed a surprised face, walked up to the child, and said softly: "You understand, right, you must understand, you little genius." ”

Thirteen felt that the old man was crazy, squinted at him, and muttered: "It's strange that a stinky kid understands it, senior, you ......"

"Shut up, even a baby is smarter than you, you idiot. ”

Reprimanded by the old man for no reason, Thirteen was unwilling, but he stopped speaking, looked at a bee flying towards him, he waved his hand to it with interest, and then saw a huge honeycomb in the tall tree in the distance.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and Thirteen said to the two three-year-old children: "Do you want to eat bee chrysalis, will Uncle Thirteen go and get it for you?"

The two children looked at him blankly, but when they heard that they were eating, they couldn't help but lick their mouths, regardless of what it was. For Thirteen, this was the best answer, and he found a slender bamboo pole, jumped on the branches of another tree at once, and then aimed at the honeycomb and threw it with one pole.

The bees in the honeycomb looked around for the enemy who destroyed their home, and the branches under the feet of the thirteen were so thin that they broke at once, but fortunately he did not fall and gnaw on the mud. But the bees had already spotted him and besieged him.

Thirteen successfully obtained the honeycomb, but a face was stung by a bee, and the previous toxin disappeared not long ago, and now it was stung into pockmarks, and after Sister Qi saw it, she smiled from ear to ear.

There was no honey to be found in the wild honeycomb, but the two children ate the bee chrysalis, which is also a great tonic ingredient, and the baby Feng Mu was also a little light, and Sister Qi pounded it into juice and fed him a little, although he was not used to eating it, but it was good for the body.

The old man looked at the crowd and asked aloud, "Have you ever seen the tide of the Qiantang River?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, and the old man said calmly: "Count the days, there will be a tide tomorrow, why don't we wait one more day, and then set off after seeing the high tide." ”

They stayed in an ordinary inn at night, and after dinner, two groups of Jianghu customers got into a fight because of a verbal disagreement, and smashed a lot of things in the store.

The shopkeeper was a lame middle-aged man, nearly fifty years old, with a long beard, who watched those charlatans smash things, but never said anything to stop them.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was like this, the shopkeeper also hid aside to watch the show, and when those Jianghu customers were both defeated and fell to the ground, the shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to go and ask for compensation.

One of the strong men heard that he dared to ask them for compensation, grabbed the knife in his hand, and struggled to stand up and teach this blind shopkeeper a lesson, but the shopkeeper just stepped on it lightly, and heard the sound of the strong man's finger bones being trampled off.

The old man who was standing on the second floor watching the play said lightly to the thirteen beside him: "See, a shopkeeper is also better than you, do you dare to mix in the rivers and lakes with this little effort?"

Thirteen looked at the shopkeeper below in disbelief, and was speechless in surprise, how could an ordinary shopkeeper have such skills, what is the origin of this shopkeeper and the shopkeeper?

The question in his mind remained unanswered until he returned a few years later, and the truth came out.

The next day they left safely, no one provoked, and Thirteen kept looking back, but neither the shopkeeper nor the shopkeeper looked at them.

When watching the tide, the originally healthy Sister Qi suddenly fell ill, the old man held the baby Feng Mu, looked at the rolling tide, and said to him meaningfully: "Look at this tide, it rises and falls, ups and downs, just like human breathing. ”

The baby Feng Mu laughed crisply again, and when the old man saw it, he smiled from ear to ear.