"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 it's a zombie thinking about my body, it's 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 with his hands.
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 gradually began to stir. What is such a tragic life a true portrayal of how many Yue people?
One sect brought disaster to all the people in the world and lived in hell for hundreds of years.
It is just because of the extraordinary evil laws and uncontrolled monks that 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 all night long.
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 your advice. Old man, your luck lies ahead."
"Haha, how can an old man like me be so lucky?" Old Man Sun laughed.
Bai Jun said with a smile: "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 at such a distance?"
Old man Sun shook his head and took a puff of dry cigarette.
Bai Jun smiled and said without arguing, "Old man, I'm leaving!"
"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 but be startled.
Just because there is a huge python coiled in the open space outside the door. It is also white and glows all over. At a glance, you can tell that it is an extraordinary snake.
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, and then he lifted up the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Old man Sun excitedly picked up the child on the ground and thanked him: "Thank you very much for your blessing! Thank you very much for your gift!"
Holding the child in his arms, his heart came to life again. Walking through the hall, he smelled the smell of strangers. The corpse in Beijiao moved, suddenly stood upright, and pounced towards him.
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 no longer be alone!
"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 pillars made a lot of noise.
Old Man Sun looked at the baby sleeping soundly 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, and the white snake who gave birth to his son. 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 the White Snake had gifted him a son, and how extraordinary his child was. This would only burden the child with a heavy burden and make him die prematurely. He named the child Sun Liusheng.
The days to come will still have to be lived bit by bit, and we will still 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, with hunger and desire in their eyes, and even some terrible thoughts 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 dared not take a step away. In the distance, several wild dogs were drooling and panting, watching them. A young man was lying on the ridge of the field.
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 dryness, and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "Sir, please give me some food.
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"Sir, I'm going to starve 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 he had world-famous generals and ministers, even if he was a great warrior with martial arts skills, or a cultivator who could worship gods and control ghosts, he could only do nothing to face the poor victims at this moment.
“Food is the most important thing for the people!”
Bai Jin 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 a grain of rice in it.
"Borrow? Where can I borrow it?"
"There is no food in the whole country of Yue."
Suddenly, everyone was disappointed. In order to preserve the strength to survive, they became quiet. The more they jumped, the more energy 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 lend you a bowl of rice, and in the future you have to pay me back a bucket of rice."
An old man sighed: "We don't have anything to eat, where can we get it?"
"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, the weather is smooth, there are no disasters, and 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 may be raw or 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 lightly: "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 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 live until the rice in this field matures."
A small mountain of food appeared in front of everyone.
More than two hundred victims kowtowed excitedly: "Thank you, Master God, for saving my 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 appraising.
Everyone was stunned, who still thinks about growing food? With this food, you can live a few more meals, who would go to farming in vain?
Bai Jun said with a smile: "My rice is a fairy seed. It takes three days to sprout, six days to sprout, 12 days to bear leaves and flowers, 20 days to head, and 30 days to mature for harvest."
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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?"
The young man said: "Those are the food 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 immortals don't give up, I would like to be a schoolboy, grinding ink and washing pens 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, then I would like to thank you for taking me in!"
The young man was not afraid of the word death, but was very calm. Perhaps when he was extremely hungry and ate the 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 nickname?"
"Young master, my parents died young, so naturally I have no name."
In ancient times, people were given a name when they were born, and the name was given when they got married or crowned. However, if the family got married early, or if the father died early and became the head of the family early, the name would be given 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 impermanent, 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, and your destiny is as ink as the sky, and the ink forest is your nickname, how about that?"
The young man said happily: "Mo Lin thanks the elder for this gift!"
Bai Jun 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."
"If 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 and a mysterious vehicle that connected to the earth. He was neither a king nor an emperor, nor a prince or general.
He actually felt that this was a rare thing to live in. With such a fate, the future that cannot be seen through would be 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.