"Haha, the old man was very happy to see it." Bai Jun said with a chuckle.
Old Man Sun nodded and said: "So, if someone cares about me, I won't be alone in the world. Even if a zombie cares about my body, it is good."
Sighing, he pointed to a small room with an open window and said, "You can rest here tonight."
"Thank you, old man." Bai Jun thanked him.
Old Man Sun waved his hand and left with the lamp in hand. He continued to lie down and sleep. There was nothing to worry about.
That night, after listening to the old man's life story in just a few words, Bai Jun's heart began to stir. How many Yue people did such a miserable life truly reflect?
One sect brought disaster to all the people in the world and lived in hell for hundreds of years.
Just because of the extraordinary evil laws and uncontrolled monks, their wantonness makes all people suffer for them.
That night, Bai Jun traveled thousands of miles, illuminated the south of the mountain, and the Five Immortals passed through.
That night, the emperor in Luodu Palace stayed up all night and issued edicts throughout the night.
That night, the generals of Tianzhen Kingdom changed their strategy and no longer blindly occupied more territory.
When the sun rises tomorrow, a new world is covering it from south to north, changing the world.
Although the speed is very slow, it is always moving forward.
On the second day, Bai Jun stood in front of the door and said goodbye to Old Man Sun.
He hadn't had such a relaxed conversation with someone for a long time, and he said sincerely: "Be careful when going out, especially what people say. Don't trust a word they say."
Bai Jun nodded, "Thank you for the advice. Old man, your luck lies ahead."
"Haha, how can an old man like me be so lucky?" Old Man Sun laughed.
Bai Jun smiled and said: "There are gods three feet above your head, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end. In the south, there is a god who oversees the good and evil in the world. He sees all your sorrow and misfortune."
"Oh? You mean Holy Master Liuxian in the south, right? Hey, how can the gods be free when they are so far away?"
Old man Sun shook his head and took a puff of dry cigarette.
Bai Jun smiled and said without arguing, "Old man, farewell!"
"Be careful on the road!" Old Man Sun waved his hand and watched the figure go away.
When late at night came again, there was another knock on the door.
This time, Old Man Sun opened the door unsteadily.
Outside the door, the wind was so strong that he squinted his eyes and couldn't see clearly.
In a daze, he heard the cry of a baby, which seemed lonely and frightening in this late night.
Finally, the wind calmed down a bit, and Old Man Sun could see clearly outside the door, but he couldn't help being frightened.
Just because there was a huge python coiled in the open space outside the door, and it was white and glowing all over. You could tell it was an extraordinary snake at a glance.
Old Man Sun hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "I pay my respects to Liu Xian, little man."
The giant python raised the snake letter, rolled up a swaddling clothes with its tail and sent it to the old man.
Old Man Sun was startled, then reacted randomly and said in disbelief: "Liu Xian, did you ask me to adopt this child?"
The giant python nodded, then raised its body and the strong wind rose again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Old Man Sun excitedly picked up the child on the ground and thanked him: "Thank you, Liu Xian, for your blessing! Thank you, Liu Xian, for your gift!"
Holding the child in his arms, his heart came to life again. Walking through the hall, I smelled the scent of strangers. Beijiao's body moved, stood upright suddenly, and rushed over.
Old Man Sun pushed the zombie away coldly and warned: "Let me tell you, this child was given to me by Liu Xian. If you dare to bite him, I will throw you out to the wilderness to be killed!"
The stiff corpse immediately took a step back in fright. In his chaotic mind, he realized that it could not see the sun and would die if it saw the sun.
Old Man Sun held the baby in his arms, his face full of love. From now on, he would never be alone again!
"Click click~ click click~"
"Keep your voice down, don't wake me up!" Old Man Sun opened the door and scolded.
Outside the door, the zombie who was chewing on the pillar became quieter.
Old Man Sun looked at the sleeping child on the bed, and suddenly remembered the young man who smiled and said to him in the morning that good luck would come later, the young man in white, the Nanshan Liuxian, the white snake who gave birth to his son, and suddenly a possibility flashed in his mind.
His face burst into tears for a while, and he choked with sobs in a low voice: "It turns out that you, Mr. Liu Xian, have personally come to enlighten the disciples!"
The next day, he quit his job as a corpse-keeper in Yizhuang for more than 20 years. He returned to his old house in the village and used all his belongings to buy a cow to milk his baby who came from nowhere. , during the farming season, he would tie the baby to the back of the cow, lead the cow to plow the fields, and take care of the baby he said he picked up and grow up.
Old Man Sun did not show off to his neighbors that his child was gifted by a white snake and how extraordinary his child was. This would only burden the child with a heavy burden and make him die prematurely. He named the baby Sun Liusheng.
In the days to come, we still have to live little by little, and we still have to be busy at the moment.
Bai Jun went all the way to the northwest, and everything he encountered was moved by his heart, and every move was a lesson.
Riding a horse all the way west, experiencing all living beings and seeing hundreds of lives, he seemed to think of a person, the great sage who rode an ox west out of Hangu Pass.
However, there was such a huge difference between the two that Bai Jun didn't dare to think about it, but he just felt that this seemed to be his fate.
When Bai Jun stopped, he was standing in a dilapidated village.
This is already the junction of Yuanzhou and Gunzhou, and is also close to Yuejing.
But in a village like this, what Bai Yan saw were villagers with sallow faces and skinny muscles. There was hunger and desire in their eyes, and even some terrible thoughts were hidden in their eyes.
With no food and fields, severe drought and natural disasters, rampant plagues, wars and robberies, all we can do is wait for death.
Villagers of all ages were lying at the entrance of the village. Three or two children clung to their parents' sides and did not dare to take a step away. In the distance, several wild dogs were drooling and panting, watching them. A young man was lying on the field ridge, eating dirt from the ground.
Bai Jun's arrival brought a glimmer of light to their eyes. A group of young and old crawled in front of him, stretched out their palms full of mud and withered hands, and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "Sir, please give me some food. "
"Sir, I'm starving to death. Please do me a favor and give me something to stutter."
"Please save my child, he is about to starve to death." A woman picked up the child in her arms. The child was really about to die. He was so hungry that he had bitten off his fingers.
Bai Jun sighed in his heart. Even if there were world-famous generals and ministers, even if they were heroes with martial arts skills, or practitioners who could pursue gods and control ghosts, they could only do nothing to face the poor victims at this moment.
“Food is the most important thing for the people!”
Bai Yan took out a small cloth bag from the horse behind him and sighed: "I don't have food for you to eat. But I can borrow some for you."
After he finished speaking, he opened the cloth bag and showed it to everyone. It was empty, not even a grain of rice.
"Borrow? Where can I borrow it?"
"There is no food in the whole country of Yue."
Suddenly, everyone was disappointed. They kept quiet in order to preserve the strength to survive. The more they jumped, the more strength they consumed, and the easier it was for their bodies to get hungry.
Bai Jun did not get angry, and smiled softly: "I can borrow food, but you have to pay it back. Today I will lend you a bowl of rice, and in the future you will have to pay me back a bucket of rice."
An old man sighed: "We don't have anything to eat, where can we pay it back?"
"I'm not asking you to pay it back now, but in the future. When one day you can farm the land with peace of mind, with good weather and no disasters, and after the family and country are unified, I will ask you to take back a bucket of rice. Are you willing?"
Bai Jun shook his little cloth bag and said to everyone.
"Are you talking about heaven?"
"Is there such a place?"
"You are a liar, so stop talking."
A group of people were surprised. How could this happen in their minds?
Bai Jun didn't tell them apart, he just raised his handbag and fell down.
"Wow~"
There was a sound of sanding, and everyone went crazy after taking one look. They scrambled over, grabbed the yellow rice and stuffed it into their mouths, regardless of whether it fell on the ground and was stained with soil, or whether it had not been shelled. rice, or it is raw and underripe.
Everyone just stuffed food into their stomachs without thinking about anything.
Bai Jin pricked the mouth of the bag and immediately there was no rice left.
"Ah? Why is it gone?"
"Where's the rice? Where's the rice? I want to eat rice!"
"Hurry up and give me something to eat, or I'll eat you!"
The shouts and shouts were mixed with words that would be frightening if you think about it.
Bai Jun said calmly: "If you are hungry for a long time and suddenly full, you will probably die. Then my rice will be wasted. Besides, there is no rice. I have scattered the rice into the fields. You go and dig through the fields." Can you find them one by one and eat them?"
"You, a charlatan, are you trying to trick us?"
Bai Jun smiled lightly and said, "I have already planted the seeds in the fields for you. As long as you plant the fields, it won't take long for food to grow."
"Are you lying? Where can we plant in this drought?" someone retorted.
"Oh, I forgot about this." After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and dark clouds enveloped the sky, and drops of rain fell.
Bai Jun opened his oil-paper umbrella and stood in the rain, looking at the victims who were looking up to drink water. He said again: "The weather is good and the fields have been sown. As long as you farm, you can live. You can save some of these grains." , you can still survive until the rice in this field matures."
A pile of grain hills appeared in front of everyone.
More than two hundred victims kowtowed excitedly: "Thank you, Master God, for saving your life!"
"But, Immortal, it takes four months for rice to mature. I'm afraid we won't survive until that time." The boy who was eating dirt came over, looked at everyone, then looked at the grain, and then said after evaluation.
Everyone was stunned. Who would even think about growing food? With these grains, you can live a good life for a few more meals. Who would go to farm in vain and waste their efforts?
Bai Jun said with a smile: "My rice is a fairy seed. It will sprout in three days, sprout in six days, bear leaves and bloom in twelve days, head in twenty days, and mature in thirty days." .
You can make your own decision. "
Bai Jun took the horse and was about to hit the road.
But at this moment, his clothes were grabbed by a dirty little hand.
"God, can you give me a bite of food?" But it was the boy who was eating dirt in the field. He was already ten years old. His eyes revealed aura and wisdom. Although his appearance was obscured by long hair and mud, he could You can still tell that he is a handsome young man.
Bai Jun smiled and pointed to the pile of grain that was being snatched by the people, "Isn't it there?"
But the young man said: "Those are the food that I brought here. I want to earn a bite of food from you."
"Oh? How to earn it?"
"My ancestors have been in a scholarly family for generations, and I know how to write and ink calligraphy. If the Immortal will not give up, I would like to be a schoolboy who can grind ink and wash your brushes for you." The young man said in a calm voice.
"That's interesting." Bai Jun laughed, "How old are you?"
The young man said respectfully: "I am already eleven years old this year, but I still have three days to live."
"Oh? Why do you only have three days to live?" Bai Jun asked with a smile.
"I ate a lot of Guanyin soil, and I can only live for three days. I just want to have a bite of real food before I die, and this is my life."
Bai Jun laughed and said: "You are a young man, how can you learn from the old master to appreciate life? In that case, just follow me first."
The young man said happily: "Thank you, Immortal, for taking me in."
Bai Jun raised his eyes and said: "I am not an immortal, I just know some tricks. Also, I will take you in, but I will not collect your body."
"Oh, thank you very much for taking me in, Master!"
The young man was not afraid of the word death, but was very calm. Perhaps when he was extremely hungry and ate Guanyin soil, he had calmly faced death.
"Do you have a name?" Bai Jun asked.
"Yes, my surname is Wang and my name is Yang." The young man bowed respectfully and bowed solemnly.
"Do you have a cousin?"
"Young master, my parents died young, so naturally I have no name."
In ancient times, a person was given a name when he was born, and a character was given when he started a family or was crowned. However, if you get married early, or if your father dies early and becomes the head of the family early, you will get your cousin's name in advance.
Bai Jun nodded, "In that case, I will give you a cousin name, and you will no longer be a child from now on."
The young man hurriedly bowed down, kowtowed with his head and said, "Young man Wang Yang, I respectfully ask the elder to give me your words."
Bai Jun nodded, "Young man is as dark as ink, life and death are unpredictable, and his destiny is even more uncertain. How can you be a filial piety to your ancestors if you only have a single seedling? I only wish you could have a single tree in the city forest, with your destiny as ink as the sky, and the ink forest as your nickname, how about that?"
The young man said happily: "Mo Lin thanks the elder for this gift!"
Bai Yan helped him up and said with a smile: "Okay, you will be my book boy from now on. Can you still walk?"
"Go back to me, sir, you can still walk." He straightened his body immediately and strode forward.
Bai Jun smiled and said: "Stop being so brave, just sit on the horse."
"This... villain doesn't dare."
"You don't listen to me? Then I'll throw you away, right?" Bai Jun didn't even try to persuade him, but just said harsh words.
"Ah? I'll sit, I'll sit right now." He hurriedly climbed onto the saddle, holding the horse's neck tightly and not daring to let go.
Bai Jun glanced sideways at the panicked young man. Above his embarrassed body, there were blue clouds hanging from the sky, a mysterious vehicle that connected to the earth. He was neither a king nor an emperor, nor a prince or general.
He actually feels that this is a rare thing to live in. With such a fate, the future that cannot be seen is more interesting.
So, he took a piece of pancake and handed it to Mo Lin, "Eat it to relieve your stomach."
Ten miles away, a landowner had just finished paying tribute to the Tutu Temple. A piece of fragrant pancake was missing from the tribute on the table. The Tutu Master searched for it several times but couldn't find it. He thought about this strange thing for a long time and didn't sleep all night.
(End of chapter)
