Chapter 3: The Emissary of the Valley of the Underworld
Although it was getting late, it didn't have any effect on Luo Feng, who didn't need to know the way with his eyes, and the only thing to worry about was the beast that liked to haunt at night.
Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way, and I returned home.
"Why did you go, just looking for a medicine, and you didn't come back so late?"
As soon as I pushed the door and stepped into the courtyard, I heard the dissatisfied inquiry of an old man, accompanied by the smell of alcohol all over the room.
He is Luo Feng's caregiver, and he is also a famous Langzhong in a village within a radius of twenty miles.
No one knows the old man's name, only his surname is Luo, so the neighbors call him "Doctor Luo" or "Old Man Luo".
Luo Feng naturally wouldn't tell the truth about what he encountered, but he didn't want to deceive, so he said briefly: "I encountered some accidents." ”
If it were an ordinary parent, I was afraid that I would have to ask carefully what happened to the accident, but Mr. Luo didn't care, and only advised: "Dinner is cold early, you warm it up yourself, and don't forget to clean up after eating." ”
After a while, there was a sound of sleeping snoring in the bedroom.
Luo Feng had long been accustomed to his old man's strange temper, and he didn't think it was strange.
Since he was a child, the old man neither doted nor scolded him, never bought gifts, never let him go hungry, and even took out his savings for him to go to school.
Obviously, they live under the same roof and depend on each other's grandfather and grandson, but they are like hosts and guests.
In my memory, I have never had the joy of family under Cheng Huan's knees, only when teaching Luo Feng medical science, Old Man Luo will be as strict as a strict father, and he cannot tolerate the slightest sloppiness and slackness.
Luo Feng will develop a character that is not easy to get close to people now, thanks to the old man's education, fortunately, he is diligent and studious by nature, and he learned the old man's skills at a young age.
After being instructed, Luo Feng walked into the kitchen, scorched the leftovers in the pot, and after hastily satisfying his stomach, he went to the yard to chop the accumulated firewood.
At this time, the night was quiet, the clouds covered the moon, and he could not see his five fingers, but to him it was no different from day.
After chopping firewood, Luo Feng put hot water and took a shower, and then collected the old man's dirty clothes, washed them and dried them in the yard.
During the day, he had to go to school, and these chores had to be completed at night, but fortunately, because the old man often went out to the doctor, sometimes he did not come back for ten days and half a month, so he mastered the skills of life early, and all the trivial chores were completed in less than half an hour.
Tongtian Gushu couldn't help but say: "It's endless! As the heir of the dignified Demon Dao scriptures, you still do these mundane things, it's inevitable that you're too bad of your identity." Let's go to the official road to occupy a pit and collect some money to buy roads, so that we can rob the rich and help the poor! There is a way that 'the four essentials of cultivation, the Dharma couple's wealth and land', and wealth is indispensable. ”
Luo Feng ignored it, went to the pharmacy again, took out white satin from the sealed cabinet, smeared it with a special plaster, and wrapped his eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, he had to take a medicine every day, this prescription was specially prepared by the old man Luo, but unfortunately it has not played a little role so far, Luo Feng has long been dead hearted, he has no expectations, and he just abides by the habit under the orders of the old man.
After all these things, Luo Feng couldn't help but be troubled by sleepiness, and he was tired, so he covered the chattering ancient books with the old man's stinky foot cloth, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, he was woken up by a fierce knock on the door, and before his drowsy brain could wake up, he heard the old man Luo in another room roar.
"What knock, whose family is sick? Is this a rush to reincarnate? Even if you are dead, you don't have to be in such a hurry, right? The rooster hasn't even crowed yet, but you have robbed the livestock first!"
The sound of knocking on the door suddenly weakened, and the voice of Wang Niuzi from the village came from outside: "Doctor Luo, it is the village chief who wants everyone to gather, and it is said that there is a big man from outside." ”
"What big and small people, at the end of the day, it's not like kicking their legs and turning into ashes. Old Man Luo scolded loudly, and instructed Luo Feng, "Hurry up and get me a bowl of sobering soup, hiss, I'm still dizzy!"
Luo Feng went to the pharmacy to pick some citrus aurantium utensils, kudzu flowers and bamboo ru, put them in the medicine pot to boil, thinking in his heart, it seems that yesterday's movement attracted the attention of the monk.
After some movement, the Luo family followed the flow of people and walked towards the square used for the assembly in the village.
There was a platform in the middle of the square, and sometimes the troupe passed by and asked them to perform, and at this time, the village chief was talking to two strange young men, with a little careful flattery in his words, and he was very respectful.
Old Man Luo looked around, frowned, and said, "Even the people from Gaojia Village, Zhaojia Village, Liantai Village, and Muyu Village around have come, and it seems that they are really big shots." ”
Wang Niuzi said in a somewhat mysterious tone: "But isn't it, I heard that the immortal family in the city sent someone to ask us to help do something, the village chief is a shrewd businessman, so I asked them to stop by to see if there are any suitable talents here who can be included in the door." ”
"Immortal sect, hehe......"
When Old Man Luo heard the news, he was not as surprised as the neighbors next to him, but sneered.
Everyone knows that the old man's identity is extraordinary, at least that skillful medical skill is not the level that a village doctor can have, there were rumors that the old man was demoted from the capital, so no one was surprised by his reaction, just that he was well-informed, and did not feel novel.
"Everyone, be quiet!"
When the village chief saw that the villagers were almost here, he struck the pestle and loosened the crutch with a loud tuk sound, signaling the people to listen to him.
After everyone held their breath and was quiet, the village chief gave a brief introduction, which was roughly the same as what Wang Niuzi said, but in more detail.
The two men are the disciples of the Xuanming Valley in the West Mountain, the older is called Jiang Yu, and the younger is called Liu Qingfeng.
However, the mountains are continuous and wide, and the two of them have magical skills, so they don't want to finish the investigation for a year and a half, and after discussing with each other, they decided to ask the villagers near the mountain range to help, and they don't need to take risks to explore, just come back and report the two of them after discovering strange people and things that they don't have on weekdays.
In return, the two were willing to conduct a selection in the nearby villages, and if there were talented talents among the young people under the age of 20, they would be brought into the school for training, and if they succeeded in the future, they would be officially accepted as disciples.
Hearing that the "immortals" were going to select disciples here, and their children had the opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step, everyone suddenly exploded, and there were many discussions, unable to hide their surprise, and hurriedly told the children that they must work hard to be selected.
Seeing that the audience was in a mess, Jiang Yi, who had a rough face, shouted: "Everyone is quiet! This selection only depends on qualifications, and has nothing to do with hard work, everyone has equal opportunities, and everyone comes to the stage one by one in order, and they must not be pushed." ”
I didn't see how he opened his mouth and yelled, but the sound he made made everyone hear it clearly, suppressed everyone's discussions, and this skill made everyone believe in the other party's immortal identity.
Tongtian Ancient Book communicated with Luo Feng with spiritual sense: "It is a martial arts cultivator of the fivefold realm of the flesh, a small shrimp, the watershed of the monk is in the sixth realm of Nianwei, before the fivefold, even if the qualification is poor and the understanding is low, you can break through one by one by relying on water milling." ”
Luo Feng didn't answer, and then, under the supervision of several village elders, hundreds of young people from the five villages came to the stage one by one in order, and Liu Qingfeng, who looked as handsome as a scholar, took out a mirror, and after a slight look, he came to a conclusion.
"Mao, Kun, and Yu triple spirit roots, unqualified, next. ”
"Feathers, scales, plants, and the four spiritual roots, unqualified, next. ”
"No Spiritual Root, next. ”
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