"You brat, you finally look like a human being."
The old man in front of me had gray hair, a scruffy beard, and a big grin. He smiled happily, "It's not like I'm teaching you all in vain."
"Old man, where have you been these days?"
Ghost Mandrill looked unruly, "Did you know that when I was in the Heavenly Wheel Realm, I killed an Elder Spirit Master? Now that I have reached the Spirit Master Realm, maybe even you are no match for me!"
"Boy, your strength is not that good, but your bragging skills have improved a lot." The old man laughed loudly, "If you want to fight me, you have to practice for two hundred years first!"
"Fart!" Ghost Mandrill was furious, "Come on, let's compete!"
"You brat, your skin is itchy, aren't you?" The old man's rough voice suddenly softened, "Next time! Today I just came to see if you are dead?"
"Are you scared?" Ghost Mandrill asked reluctantly.
"I can't believe it, I can't believe it." The old man was not angry. He chuckled to himself, "You have such a bad temper that you can have close friends and people worth trusting..."
His voice suddenly became a little blurry, making it difficult to hear clearly.
"Old man, what did you say?" Ghost Mandrill asked.
"It seems that you are living a healthy life. I am afraid that you may not die soon." The old man ignored him and just thought to himself, "I am relieved, old man. This person always needs company, even if you and I
If such a nuisance is left alone all the time, there will come a day when he cannot survive."
"You are getting old and have become weak." Gui Mandrill said harshly, "I am fine alone, I don't need any company!"
"This bad temper is exactly the same as when I was young." The old man laughed loudly, "I have done many things wrong in my life, but there is only one thing I have never regretted. Guess which one it is?"
"I don't care which one you do." Gui Mandrill said seemingly nonchalantly.
"I just want to bring you brat back to the temple." The old man's eyes flashed with love, "According to my brother, with you brat here, I feel like a human being."
"Old man." Ghost Mandrill was stunned when he heard this, and a complicated expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"It's almost time. It's time for me to leave." The old man's voice became softer and softer, and the color of his body became lighter and lighter. "You brat, remember to be a human being!"
"Old man, where are you going?" Gui Mandrill was shocked.
"Me?" The old man still grinned, but there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, "Of course I'm going to where I should go. Goodbye, brat!"
His figure has become transparent, and the color is almost invisible.
"Old man!" Ghost Mandrill felt very anxious and couldn't help but reach out to grab it.
However, his right hand went directly through the old man's body, touching nothing, only catching a lonely person.
"boom!"
His eyes widened, and he sat up suddenly, sweating all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
What comes into view is a spacious and clean wooden house.
The layout of the room is very simple, with a table, two chairs, a bed under you and a fire in the corner, but nothing else.
It turned out to be a dream!
Yes, the old man has died a long time ago.
Died in the hands of the old thief Wen Dao!
He finally came to his senses and realized that the Li Tianfeng he had just seen was nothing but a dream.
Looking down, I saw that I was wearing a set of dark yellow coarse cloth clothes that I had never seen before. Through the skirt, I could see white cloth strips wrapped around it, and the wounds had obviously been bandaged.
Where is this?
Why am I here?
After recognizing his situation, these two questions instantly appeared in his mind.
"Miss Ran, are you here to give him medicinal soup again?"
A middle-aged woman's voice suddenly came from outside the wooden house, "This man is really lucky to have such a caring person like you, a fairy like you."
"Aunt Sun, you are joking."
What answered her was a woman's voice that was as melodious as the singing of an oriole, "He once saved my life. What do these little things mean?"
Gui Mandrill instantly recognized that the owner of this voice was none other than Ran Sujuan, who was traveling with him all the way.
"A trivial matter? Why is it a trivial matter?" The woman called "Aunt Sun" raised her voice and said, "You have been taking care of him sleeplessly for several days. If you continue like this, he won't wake up yet. You have to go down first.
It’s down!”
"Aunt Sun, you also know that I am a cultivator and my body is different from ordinary people." Ran Sujuan replied, "Not sleeping for a few days will not have much impact."
"Hey, having said that, good girls like you are really rare nowadays." Aunt Sun murmured to herself, "I have seen the world, and I have fought with several wealthy ladies in the city.
If we meet each other, which one of them can match your appearance? How can they be as gentle and kind as you?"
"Aunt Sun, if you continue to praise him like this, I will be ashamed of myself." Ran Sujuan smiled sweetly, "After I give him the medicine, I will accompany you to put up the lamp."
"Okay!" Aunt Sun giggled, "With you here, those young men will have to work much harder to set up the lamps."
"Squeak!"
The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and an exquisite and graceful figure appeared in the eyes of the ghost.
"you're awake?"
Looking at the ghost mandrill sitting on the bed, Ran Sujuan was first surprised, then happy, "How do you feel?"
"I can't die." Ghost Mandrill grinned, showing his neat front teeth, "Did you save me?"
As time went by, the scenes that happened on the Chi tribe's battlefield resurfaced in his mind, and he gradually remembered the thrilling process of his own battle with Yu Heng, in which he was almost trampled to death by a prairie wolf.
"You once saved Tiedan and I." Ran Sujuan said lightly, "I can't just watch you die?"
Before she finished speaking, she walked up to Demon Mandrill in a few steps and handed a black soup bowl to his lips.
"What's this?"
There was an unpleasant smell coming from his nose, and Ghost Mandrill couldn't help but frown.
"This is a medicinal soup." Ran Sujuan replied patiently, "It is good for your injuries."
"No need." Ghost Mandrill sneered and pushed away the soup bowl that was handed to him, "I'm almost healed."
"Nonsense!"
Unexpectedly, Ran Sujuan, who had always been gentle and peaceful, suddenly turned into a pretty face and said in a deep voice, "Drink it!"
"Woman, are you ordering me?" A trace of ferocity flashed in Ghost Mandrill's eyes, and his face suddenly darkened.
"What do you think of your life? Is it child's play?" Ran Sujuan looked into his eyes and said word by word, "Drink it!"
"If it happens again, be careful, I will crush your head!"
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Ghost Mandrill suddenly snatched the soup bowl from her hand, poured it into her mouth, then wiped the corners of her mouth and said viciously.
"take a good rest."
Ran Sujuan turned a blind eye to his threat. Instead, she took the soup bowl and smiled sweetly, "I promised Aunt Sun that I would go and help the village."
"Village?".
Looking at the fair and rosy face in front of him, with a pretty face that can be easily broken, Gui Mandrill accidentally suppressed all the curse words.
"This is Jibei Village, a small village in Beijiang Province." Ran Sujuan explained, "Brother Wang Meng and we got separated and wandered here. Fortunately, Aunt Sun in the village kindly took her in, so we have such a shelter.
place."
"Are you separated?" Ghost Mandrill's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing that he was deep in thought, Ran Sujuan walked towards the door by herself, and soon disappeared.
"It's cheap for these bastards from Wen Dao Academy." Ghost Mandrill murmured to himself, "That's all. Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities. After I recover from my injury, I can go and get Wen Dao's head from his neck."
After sitting in a daze for a long time and never seeing Ran Sujuan come back, he finally became impatient, jumped out of bed and hurried outside the house.
Is it snowing again?
The snowflakes outside the house look like goose feathers, catkins, and dandelion seeds. They are flying all over the sky, creating a fantasy world of pink and jade.
Mandrill's thoughts seemed to go back to when he was five years old, a young child holding a sharp knife, facing two grown men alone.
That day, it also snowed.
It was also on that day that a slovenly old man with white hair fell from the sky and completely changed his destiny.
"Young man, you're awake!"
A sudden voice from beside him interrupted his memories.
Turning around, he saw a peasant woman in her forties with a somewhat stout figure looking directly at her, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Who are you?"
Sensing that the other party had no cultivation, Gui Mandrill was immediately unhappy to pay attention to him.
"Just call me Aunt Sun." The peasant woman seemed not to notice his combing, and chatted with her enthusiastically, "Are you feeling better? Does it still hurt anywhere?"
"Yeah." Ghost Mandrill responded absently.
"You are really lucky." Aunt Sun said with emotion, "You can survive such a serious injury, but you must remember to thank Miss Ran. If she hadn't taken care of her day and night, you would have died early.
Just go down and see the King of Hell!"
"Is she really not sleeping?" Guidrilla asked out of nowhere.
"Then there's still a lie?"
Aunt Sun said sternly, "Since she brought you to the village, she has never slept a wink until today. You must cherish such a good girl. If you fail her, I'm afraid even God will not forgive you."
It’s over you!”
"We are not..." Seeing that she had misunderstood, Ghost Mandrill opened his mouth to explain, but stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.
What should I explain to a peasant woman?
How ridiculous!
He kept silent and laughed secretly at his own stupidity.
"By the way, now that you are well." Aunt Sun suddenly changed the subject, "Would you like to put up a lamp together?"
"Dry lamp?"
Ghost Mandrill looked confused and had no idea what a "dry lantern" was.
"Young man, are you afraid you've fallen asleep?" Aunt Sun covered her mouth and said with a smile, "It's the Chinese New Year today, don't we have to put on a dry light at night?"
"New Year?" Ghost Mandrill's face showed doubts again.
Chinese New Year is also an unfamiliar concept to him.