Chapter 467: The donkey's skills are poor
Shampoo and Fortune DVD The white mist is misty in the mountains and forests, and a ray of light comes from the sky.
Occasionally, the ape cries are frightened and lonely, and the birdsong is more than all things.
In the vast mountains, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with eyebrows like a sword on the high mountain was sitting cross-legged on top of an ancient tree.
On the tip of his nose, two small white dragons were constantly interspersed back and forth from his nostrils, like living beings.
When the first rays of the morning sun shine here. The boy's eyes suddenly opened.
His eyes were full of disappointment that he couldn't hide, and he only heard the young man sigh and say, "Sure enough, I'm not suitable for cultivation?" It seems that those Dao Masters were right back then, when the aura entered the body, my body was like a closed glass bottle, and nothing could fit in. ”
After speaking, the young man jumped directly off the five-meter-high ancient tree like a spirit monkey, and in the end, he fell gently to the ground, like a dead leaf.
The movement was so natural and natural, the boy was not complacent or proud of anything, he picked up the dry wood placed under the tree, swept it on his back, and made a detour down the mountain path.
Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the distance, and the smell of firewood was heard. The tip of the boy's nose twitched slightly.
"Have you started making breakfast? Looks like I'll have to go back quickly, or my mother will be worried again." ”
The young man's voice was very soft, as if he hadn't said anything, and his steps suddenly quickened, turning into a phantom and running back.
Along the way, the boy climbed a few trees with a light touch of his toes, and very nimbly picked a few fruits and put them in his burlap clothes.
"Xiao Tao, do you go to the mountains to find something to make up for your mother's body? ”
Just as the boy was walking on the path in the field, an old man who was also wearing a coarse linen coat wiped the sweat from his head, smiled and said to the boy kindly.
The boy was not annoyed by this. Stopped where it was. Respectfully owed a body there and said, "Hello second grandfather, I am in a hurry to go home now, and I am afraid that my mother will worry, so I won't talk to you more." ”
The old man did not complain there because of the young man's eagerness, but nodded there with a smile and said.
"Go, go, good boy, your mother is weak, you take care of it more. ”
"Yes. The boy bowed again, and turned to a dilapidated wooden house in the distance.
"Mother, I'm back. Gently pushing open a dilapidated door, the boy crept in.
"Ahem, you kid, you know how to wander around before dawn, don't you know if your mother is worried about you?"
Just as the boy was cautious, suddenly a sickly voice came from behind him, like a woman's sick groan.
The boy's body stiffened, and he turned around in embarrassment, where he touched his head innocently, completely different from his shrewd appearance.
"Mother, I know, but I am very familiar with the mountains around here, there is no danger, and I also found you some fruits to nourish your body, you see. ”
As he spoke, the boy took out some of the fruits he had hidden in his arms. It was put in front of the women.
If someone looks closely, they will find that although this woman has some crow's feet on her face, it can be vaguely seen that she was also a beautiful woman when she was young. Now it can also be seen that the body is plump, and it is rare to see the beauty.
The woman's expression relaxed slightly, and her tone was full of helplessness, "You kid, eat these fruits at most to replenish your vitality." It doesn't have much effect, you don't have to fight like this, you can pick it up sooner or later. ”
"Hey, hey..." The young man didn't speak, just touched his head there honestly.
It was at this point that someone noticed. Beneath his long hair, which was more than a foot long, there were scars that were more than an inch or two long, seemingly from a long time ago.
There was a rush of voices in the house. Pots and pans are so primitive. The earthen stove is still the same old earthen stove. It makes people feel dirty, but it tastes extraordinarily fragrant.
In this small village, there is an ancestral hall in the center with a big inscription on it, "Yun's ancestral hall".
An old man with white eyebrows was sitting on the stairs in front of the ancestral hall with his waist bowed. In his mouth is a simple copper cigarette stick, in which the tobacco is slowly burning, swallowing clouds and spitting smoke.
The old man's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something.
"Alas, the boy is also an adult this year, and it's time to put it to the test. This is the rule of the village, and it is also the law of this world where the law of the jungle eats the strong. ”
The old man exhaled a long puff of cigarette and sighed there.
"Click. The old man's cigarette stick struck the side of the steps, and the reddish tobacco fell to the ground, slowly turning into a lump of black ash.
The old man stood up with a bow. Walked with difficulty to the sect, holding a cane in his hand, making people suspect that he could fall to the ground at any moment.
"Bell, bell..."
The long voice of the bronze bell was gently swayed by the old man. The spread spread farther and farther, so that the villagers who had just woken up looked blankly in the direction of the ancestral hall.
"The bell in the sect usually doesn't ring, could it be that something big happened?"
"It's early in the morning, and I don't let people sleep!"
"Alas, every time this bell rings, someone is going to suffer, and what a trouble. ”
There are more than a dozen families in this small village. They all complained one after another, but walked out of the room helplessly.
The old man with the cane was already waiting for everyone before the sect. The cigarette stick had been inserted into the belt behind him.
"Fellow villagers, although there are only a dozen families in our Yunjia Village now, the rules handed down by our ancestors cannot be abolished. It must be complied with regardless of whether it is coming in from outside or coming in from behind. Even my family is inevitable. ”
The old man's voice spoke quietly. But no one dared to interject, and only the old man was left alone in the whole quiet mountain village.
"Yuntao, stand up. The old man said a little reluctantly.
The young man with two swords frowned. But he still stood out with his head held high.
Next to the boy stood his mother, a slightly older woman.
"Grandpa, is there anything you asked me to come out for?" the young man, that is, Yun Tao asked respectfully there.
The old man touched his slender snow-like beard and said in a low voice, "Yuntao, do you know where you came from?"
Mingtao was obviously mentioned about the unbearable past, his face was gloomy, and he still said it truthfully.
"Back to my grandfather, I was thrown at the entrance of the village when I was born, and I was finally picked up and raised by my mother. ”
The old man nodded, "It's good that you understand, back then, your mother lost her husband's unborn child, and she saw you in grief in her heart, so she adopted you." After fifteen years of cultivation, you have also grown up and become a member of our Yunjia Village. ”
Yun Tao nodded and did not refute, but his eyes were a little dim.
Looking at Yun Tao like this, the old man also felt a little unbearable in his heart, but when he thought of Zu Xun, the old man's face was solemn.
And Yun Tao's mother Yun Shi seemed to notice something, and couldn't help but clasp her hands together, looking anxious, but there were many people around, and she was born with a hint of cowardice, and she didn't dare to speak.
"Since Yuntao, you are now a member of my Yunjia Village, then, you have to assume the responsibilities and obligations of a Yunjia Village person. Clang. ”
The old man's expression was solemn, and the cane in his hand struck the ground hard.
Yun Tao's heart was shocked, and his originally low expression became serious. There was a vague expectation in his eyes.
"No, village chief. My Yun'er can't cultivate at all, and I can't live in the colorful forest at all!"
Suddenly, a bottom line in Yun's heart was suddenly touched, and she was peaceful and cowardly by nature, and she actually stood in front of Yun Tao and shouted angrily.
The old man also frowned, caught off guard by the Yun clan's suddenness.
"Mother. Yun Tao couldn't help but press Yun Shi's shoulder and said worriedly.