"Baby, no one taught you manners?" An old voice came from Guo Dalong's head. This voice was majestic, as if an elder was lecturing a younger one.
"My parents taught me, but I don't remember much." Guo Dalong heard the voice and looked up involuntarily, and saw an old man in a gray robe without any decorations, holding a hand
A crutch made of tree vine branches, a face with criss-crossed furrows and wrinkles, bright eyes and a calm expression on his face. His long gray-white hair is scattered, and his long beard is also gray-white.
There was an old god on his chest, so Guo Dalong couldn't help but tell the truth. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to lie to this old man.
"Then what are you here for?" The old man looked at Guo Dalong, who had become cautious, and the seriousness on his face softened slightly. Looking at Guo Dalong carrying wine and a red cloth bag, he asked Guo Dalong what was the purpose of coming here?
"I'm here to thank the mountain god for sending me home. These are all for the mountain god." Guo Dalong heard the old man ask him, so he showed the old man what he had in his hand.
"Oh, it was this white rabbit that took you out. What does this mountain god have to do with you?" The old man laughed when he heard Guo Dalong's words, and asked Guo Dalong with a smile on his face, with a mischievous look on his face.
"My parents said that the mountain god sent me out, and this white rabbit also listened to the mountain god." When Guo Dalong heard that the old man said that it was not arranged by the mountain god, he became anxious and quickly defended.
"Hahaha..., you remember what your father said, but you don't remember the polite rules your parents taught you. You are also a naughty child. Go back and put your things under the tree. The mountain god will naturally accept them.
." After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Guo Dalong, turned around and stepped on the tree. He actually reached the top of the tree and disappeared. Only the sound was still echoing around him.
"Grandpa, who are you? Can you teach me martial arts? I also want to be a hero." Guo Dalong watched the old man leave. He had never seen anything like this. He could step on the tree directly. He knew
The parents at home needed special tools to climb trees. He had never seen such a person, so he thought that this was the hero that Old Xue Tou talked about, the kind of hero who came and went high. A hero is really amazing.
With all his abilities, he is also a chivalrous person who specializes in killing bad guys.
"I really want to learn." Guo Dalong waited for a long time, but no one answered him. He was very depressed, thinking that the old man thought he was rude, so he was unwilling to teach him. Old Xue Tou was a local old man, very
He can tell stories, and he seems to know a lot of things. Old Xue Tou said that such heroes like good children who are honest and polite.
"Master Mountain God, this is a tribute to you, thank you." Although Guo Dalong was frustrated, he did not forget what he came to do. He respectfully poured half of the bottle of wine and his father poured the other half.
In the tree nest, he opened the red cloth bag, which contained five snacks. He placed them respectfully on the ground and kowtowed to the tree three times. Then he looked at the white rabbit beside him and wanted to
This little white rabbit will take him back.
The little white rabbit waited for Guo Dalong to finish his work, then jumped up and down and led Guo Dalong out of the woods. The little white rabbit was the one leading the way, otherwise Guo Dalong would not have been able to get in.
From that time on, Guo Dalong would go to the mountains every now and then and shout loudly to the mountain god to come out, hoping that the little white rabbit would appear again and take him to meet the old man. He wanted to learn martial arts from the old man and become a hero.
After about half a year, one day a person came to their home, it was the old Xue Tou who often told him stories. Old Xue Tou found his parents and hoped to accept Guo Dalong as his disciple. As soon as he mentioned Guo Dalong's parents, they agreed.
, this old Xue Tou is still very famous among the local mountain runners. Although he is old, he is rich in experience, can read and write, and speaks well. He does not feel like an ordinary person. Such a person is willing to
If you don’t want anything, just teach your son, so why don’t you want to? If nothing else, just teach your son how to read.
Guo Dalong is unwilling. If he wants to become a disciple, he is also a hero like the old man in gray robe. How can he be a little old man? Although Old Xue Tou tells good stories, that is not possible. He wants to be a hero.
He didn't want to be a storyteller, but his parents agreed, and he had no way to resist, so he could only learn from old Xuetou. The beginning was to recognize characters. Old Xuetou first taught him how to read characters.
Then how to write it, what do the words mean, what do they mean when combined, and then the Three-Character Classic, the Hundred Family Surnames, the Thousand-Character Classic, the Commentary on Incense, and the Encyclopedia of Talisman Techniques.
The front of this study is normal Confucian enlightenment, but what the hell are these incense annotations and talisman magic encyclopedia, because the disciples have to listen to the master, and Guo Dalong often eats at old Xue Tou's house, and old Xue Tou does not charge him any money.
He subconsciously thinks that this master will not harm him, so he doesn't care what old Xue Tou teaches him. If he is told to learn, then he will learn it. If he learns what the master teaches, he will be right, and it won't cost him anything.
money.
On this day, Guo Dalong was still studying at Lao Xue's house. Suddenly two people came in, one was their neighbor Cui Ershu, and the other was his uncle Guo Jianguo. They wanted to take him away as soon as they came in. Guo Dalong didn't know how to get back.
Well, I just followed my two uncles. When I got home, someone brought me a white robe and mourning clothes. He was confused all of a sudden. Is this because his grandfather is gone? What he thought was that his grandfather was old and the old man was gone.
, but unexpectedly, he was supported by his second uncle and walked to the hall where the coffin was held. When he saw two people lying on the bed in the middle, they were his parents. In an instant, Guo Dalong collapsed and ran over to hug his parents' bodies.
Then he started to cry, crying heartbreakingly. The big one (supporting the deacon who was doing the white work in the shed) quickly held the heads of the two dead bodies, pinned the pieces of black cloth covering them, and fell off. The black cloth
Don't drop the film, otherwise the house will be uneasy.
Guo Dalong's parents are gone. Although the family cares about him, they are not his parents after all. His grandfather is not just his grandson. Besides, the old man is not in good health. Although his uncle is a biological uncle, he still has to support his family. Many people have to support him.
At this time, only his master, old Xue Tou, was the only one who took care of him. He gave him food and drink, and bought him clothes. Even in the later period, Guo Dalong often lived in the master's house, which made it even more difficult to study.
If you put more effort into it, you will learn things faster. The first reason is to be grateful to the master, and the second reason is that it will be fine anyway. If you are happy to learn from the master more, then learn more, and then you can support the master until you die. After all, isn't this what you should do?
One day when Guo Dalong was learning how to draw talismans, he saw a talisman, a soul-calling talisman. It is said that this talisman can summon souls to the body. He wondered if it could bring back the souls of his parents, and then chat with his parents.
He is a novice, and he has not even learned it yet. So what should he do? Go find his master. His master taught him, and his master will definitely know it. You can't teach me my skills, because you can't do anything yourself.