"Ma Cheng, where is Wangwang?"

Before the little Taoist priest could speak, the bearded man replied first: "When I arrived on the 58th, you were the only one lying on the ground. I searched the whole house but couldn't find Want Want either. Fearing for your safety, I brought you back. ”

When I heard this, I let out a soft sigh and lay down on the bed to continue resting.

I was bedridden for three days, and I had a little strength in my body. But after walking for ten minutes, you have to take a break, and you can't catch up with the old man in his last years.

The little Taoist, the bearded man, and Jiang Mi'er, the three of them, together with the little girl, looked for Wangwang for three days but didn't find him.

A bad premonition came to my heart, I really don't want to think like that, but can he still evaporate from the world?

Nian'er revolves around me every day, and he wants to make me happier. I believe that family affection can heal people's mental and physical wounds.

But I can't get out of this haze, and I still refuse to accept the fact that I have become a waster.

I have tried to cultivate many times, but although I have inhaled a little bit of heaven and earth qi, it is difficult for me to stay in my body for half a minute. The more this happened, the more desperate I became.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a month later. My body has not improved much, and I still look sick.

In this month's time, Want Want still has not heard from him. Jiang Mi'er was away from home for too long, so she returned to Shennong Valley with the little Taoist priest. And the bearded man did not return to his teacher for a long time, and also returned to Qingdao.

I can't catch ghosts at all now, so I took down the signboard of the small shop and lived a dull life with Nian'er.

I really thought that I would live my life peacefully like this, and being able to raise Nian'er was the only thing I could do as a father.

But what I didn't expect was that the appearance of a mysterious figure pulled me back into the world where ghosts and gods intersected.

The person who came was an old man, and he told me that he was a half-immortal. Although his skills are not big, he is good at fortune-telling and changing his life.

He heard that there was a master in Xi'an City, who subdued demons and eliminated demons, and destroyed demons and disasters, and he never missed, so he came here this time.

I asked him to sit down in a chair and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of my pocket.

That's right, I've started smoking now, too. As long as I am irritable and depressed, I will smoke a few, in fact, to find a psychological sustenance.

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't smoke, you should pour me a glass of water!"

When I heard this, I immediately put the cigarette on the cabinet and poured him a glass of water.

The old man took the water, drank it all in a big gulp, and then put the cup down contentedly.

"Young man, how did you become like this? I see that your Yin Tang is black, and if you don't cheer up, I'm afraid you won't live for half a hundred. ”

Hearing this, I smiled and said, "Uncle, don't hide it, I'm a waste now." I only hope that before he dies, my son can grow up peacefully, and then this life will be in vain. As for longevity and anything like that, I don't care at all. ”

When the old man heard me say this, he couldn't help but sigh lightly and said, "I knew that you were a good man when I saw you, but unfortunately you didn't have a good life." But young man, you have to understand that there are two sides to everything, that good things can become bad things, and bad things don't necessarily go on forever. When the time comes, it is really zài. You're still young, but I'm sure you've been through enough. As long as you can survive and don't give up on yourself, you will definitely become the same person you used to be. ”

Hearing this, I smiled faintly and said, "Uncle, we are all cultivators, and I don't don't understand these truths. But how do you think the meridians can be repaired? I'm a waste now, and I should accept my current qiē. I thank you so much for your enlightenment, but now that I'm like this, I really don't want to think about anything anymore. ”

When the old man heard this, he sighed lightly again, and then got up and said, "I thought you could help me, but now it seems that you should help yourself the most. I won't bother, farewell!"

As soon as he said this, I couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and then asked: "Uncle, what are you looking for me? All of them have extraordinary cultivation, and they are much stronger than me. ”

When the old man heard this, he immediately sat down again.

"Honestly, young man. A few days ago, I inadvertently reasoned about the number of fate, and it actually made me calculate the destiny of heaven. From the point of view of destiny, in a year, there will be a catastrophe. That's why I've visited the masters all over the world, hoping that someone can help me change my life against the sky and disperse this catastrophe. ”

When I heard him say this, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, "Uncle, can the destiny of heaven be changed? Isn't that going against the sky? This is a curse from heaven." ”

When the old man heard this, he laughed and said, "Compared with the lives of the people of Limin, even if my soul is scattered after death and I will never be able to live beyond my life, then what is it? ”

The old man's words made me awe-inspired, he is really similar to my master Qingmeng Daoren, they are so fearless, so care-free.

I thought about it, and then asked, "Uncle, I don't know how to change this destiny?"

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it's very simple, just get rid of the source of this catastrophe before the Mandate of Heaven is launched." ”

"What is the source?" the old man heard this, and his eyes showed a solemn look.

"The source of this catastrophe is the spirit of the ghosts, the ten thousand ghost spirits, who single-handedly established the city of the dead to fight against the underworld!"

As soon as he said this, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. "Is it him? I knew he wouldn't be lonely forever, and now it seems that he's finally going to have a seizure. ”

When the old man saw that I was silent, he immediately asked, "Do you know him?"

"Uncle, back then, I saw ten thousand ghosts and spirits reappear in the world, but unfortunately I was powerless to stop it at that time. I'm afraid that the current Ten Thousand Ghost Spirits are even more difficult to deal with, although your idea is good. But I don't think you can succeed. Ten thousand ghost spirits are definitely more powerful than any ghost king in the Vain Death City. ”

When the old man heard this, he laughed and said, "You know that he can do it, since he has reappeared in the world from your hands, then you are the one who can change his life against the sky." I believe that you will be able to stop this catastrophe simply because you are the chosen one. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help frowning, and then I exclaimed, "Who are you, how do you know so many things?"

The old man smiled mysteriously, then stood up. "It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that you know who you really are. Don't let me down, kid. One day, we will see you again. ”

After speaking, the old man's figure turned around, and he disappeared out of thin air. I scrambled to my feet and looked around to see where he was still to be seen.

"Who the hell is this old man? What is he telling me for, does he want me to stop this catastrophe?"

I sat in my chair and thought. The old man's words made me ignite the flame of re-cultivation, if I were the one who was chosen. Then the one I lost will eventually return. The next day, it was just dawn.

I woke up early. I strapped my sleeping Nian'er to my back and went out.

I've made up my mind to pull myself together. And the first thing to improve is my body. I carried Nian'er on my back and ran for 10 kilometers before I turned back. When I got home, I was so tired that I was about to collapse. But I know that if I run again tomorrow, it won't be like this.

After breakfast, I sat down cross-legged on the floor again. Even if I can't condense the true qi, I still have to inhale the qi of heaven and earth into my body. After meditating for three hours, I started doing push-ups and sit-ups again, but I kept doing any exercise that improved my body.

On the first night, I was in pain and couldn't sleep. The next day, it was the same for more than a week, and the symptoms improved slightly.

Progress is good after all, although it is very small, but I will continue to persevere. After a month of devilish training, my floppy muscles have become hard and firm again.

I picked up the training method in the army again. I believe that things are man-made, and as long as I don't give up, I can change back to my former self.

In the blink of an eye, spring went to autumn, and Nian'er was finally two years old. And because of my persistence in the past few months, my body has recovered to about seventy percent of what it once was. Although the meridians have not improved much, I am no longer as sick as before.

Today is Nian'er's birthday, and I prepared a big cake for him. In fact, I don't know if this birthday is accurate, after all, I don't have his birth certificate, and I calculated it myself. Nian'er sat in front of the cake, drooling non-stop. Looking at his bear-like appearance, I feel so good.

"Stinky boy, your saliva is all over the ground!"

When Nian'er heard this, she immediately stretched out two fleshy little hands to cover her mouth, and said hesitantly: "I didn't drool, didn't you say that this is called Harazi?"

When I heard this, I immediately laughed and said, "Yes, Halazi! You have to learn Northeast dialect well, and when you grow up, Dad will take you to the Northeast and go to my birthplace to sweep the grave of your grandfather Zhang." Come on, eat!"

Two-year-old Nian'er has learned to speak, and he thinks more clearly than children of his age. I can see him grow up happily, in fact, I am quite grateful to Beibei, if it weren't for her, maybe I wouldn't have known my father's definition so early.

Nian'er and I were swept away by a gust of wind, and a large cake quickly entered our stomachs. The two of us lay comfortably on the bed, looking at the ceiling together. At this moment, a sudden wind blew outside the door.

Just then, I saw a female ghost approaching the door, and then looked inside a few times, and then floated away gently.

I was relieved to see the female ghost drift away, as far as I am now, as long as it is a terrible ghost, I may not be able to settle it.

At this moment, Nian'er suddenly asked, "Dad, did that auntie want to come in and steal something just now?"

"What are you stealing, our family is so poor. No, what did you say, Auntie? You just saw an aunt, how can you see that?"