I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The cave is on the south side of the mountain.

To the north of the mountain, a land bounded by mountains and waters, is a small town.

Night falls.

The autumn breeze rolls up dead leaves and swirls.

On the loess path, the boy who was panting and panting, looking at the lights in front of him, had a big stone in his heart, which could be regarded as falling to the ground.

After a blaze of incense kung fu.

The boy returns to town.

The first stop is to come to the Yang family medicine store.

Replace the herbs picked today with copper plates.

I also used copper plates to buy a pack of medicine to warm up qi and blood.

At the second stop, I came to a dark alley and knocked on the door of a household.

“Who, this big night.”

“Grandpa Liu, I, Ah Fei.”

After a while, with a crunch, the courtyard door was pulled open, and an old man with white hair walked out.

The old man, like Ah Fei, was dressed in coarse linen.

The face of the ravines is like an old piece of bark.

The wrinkles are studded with dirt.

Looking at the boy who was panting and blushing.

The old man said with a kind eyebrow: “Ah Fei, it’s late tonight.” The

boy’s expression darkened, “Have you finished buying?”

“Haha, tease you, leave you a string.”

The old man stretched out his hand behind his back.

In the skin-covered thin palm, a string of crystal jade sugar gourds was pinched.

“Thank you Grandpa Liu.”

The boy handed a copper coin to the old man.

After taking the sugar gourd, he ran away with joy.

Looking at the boy’s skinny figure hidden in the night.

The old man sighed lightly: “What a good child, it’s a pity to become an orphan.” ”

……

Willow head on the moon.

Qingping Town.

Wuyi Lane.

With a crunch, the boy pushed open the courtyard door.

Looking at the lights in the main house, the boy smiled brightly.

Put the back basket, axe, and sickle into the east room, and put the medicine and sugar gourd into the stove room.

The boy took a basin of water and washed his little gray hands and face.

After carefully patting the dust on his clothes, he entered the main house.

“Mom, I’m back.”

Main house, on wooden bed.

Lying a woman in her twenties.

The woman is skinny and thin.

It was almost a dry skin, wrapped in a rugged skeleton.

The head is full of green silk, like dead grass in winter.

It’s just that those autumn water eyes are very gentle.

It is like it is full of spring water, which can soothe people’s hearts.

“Son, why is it so late today?”

The woman smiled softly.

“The forsythia deep in the mountains is very prosperous, and the grains are large and full, and the hour is forgotten for a while.”

“Mom, don’t fall asleep, I’ll go and decoct medicine for you.”

The boy gently hugged the woman and then walked out of the house.

“Son, there is rice in the pot, you eat first.”

“Got it, mom.”

……

Inside the stove house.

The boy first started a fire and then filled the medicine jar with water.

Then bring a small bench, step on the stool, and put the medicine jar on the fire.

After a while, the water boiled.

The boy took the herbs, drove lightly, sorted the various medicinal herbs into order, and put them in boiling water.

Immediately take the fan and gently fan it.

The fire took advantage of the wind and burned.

Soon, the boy was sweating.

However, he is always attentive and his eyes are wide and unblinking.

Boiling medicine is very energy-consuming.

If you don’t pay attention, you will be mushy.

The boy couldn’t help but remember that when he had just boiled medicine for his mother, he had boiled several jars of paste.

I was only four years old at the time, crying heartbreakingly.

The mother was not angry and kept softly comforting.

Afterward.

The boy knelt in front of the dispenser of the Yang family’s medicine shop.

Kowtow.

Straight to the skin and flesh, blood dripping.

Finally, I learned how to boil medicine.

Half an hour later.

The medicine finally boiled out.

The boy padded a towel and carefully lowered the medicine jar from the stove.

Immediately, the boy picked up the string of sugar gourds from the board.

Red fruit, covered with yellow-orange-orange cane syrup.

The boy swallowed hard.

For four or five years, the boy would buy a bunch of sugar gourds every day.

Unfortunately, I never tasted even one.

Because the medicine is bitter.

It’s bitter, very bitter.

“Tuk tuk~” The

boy picked up a kitchen knife and chopped the whole bunch of sugar gourds.

Then pour all the residue into the medicine jar.

Picked up the stick, put it in his mouth and snorted.

The boy muttered, “So sweet~”

….

“Mom, drink the medicine.”

Watching my mother drink the medicine in the big white bowl.

The boy asked, “Mom, isn’t it bitter?” The

woman smiled and said, “It’s not bitter, it’s not bitter at all.” Not only is it not bitter, but it also has a bit of sweet and sour.

“The medicine my son boils is much better than the ones made by the masters in the Yang family’s medicine shop.”

The boy suddenly laughed silly.

……

That night, the boy lost sleep.

I was on fire, and I couldn’t sleep.

“This is … Have the two strange poisons in the world attacked?! ”

It was as if the internal organs were placed on a red iron plate, nourishing the oil.

The boy sleeping in the east wing room curled up with his thin body, his teeth clenched into the quilt, and he couldn’t bear to cry out.

“I don’t want to

die~” “What should I do if my mother dies

~” “God, please show mercy and let me live a few more years, okay~”

……

The rising sun rises in the east.

Not under the mountain.

Deep in the cave.

Zhu Jiuyin, who was dressed in white and barefoot, sat cross-legged in front of Guoshan Mountain.

Around the body, there are scattered artifacts.

There are iron swords, long knives, kitchen knives, axes, hoes, shovels, etc.

A few years ago, the group of white-haired rat essences that were killed by Zhu Jiuyin to the point of howling were abandoned.

Now it’s rusty.

Zhu Jiuyin, who had comprehended the “Falling Ying Sword Technique” for one night, slowly opened his eyes.

The red vertical pupils shine in the drowsy environment.

It’s like a burning flame in the night.

Standing up, Zhu Jiuyin’s right palm and five fingers were open.

Swoosh.

An iron sword was taken from the air.

Zhu Jiuyin, who lightly held the iron sword, stood majestic.

His eyes were cold.

His blood is cold.

His heart was cold.

“Zheng~”

The next second.

The iron sword body trembled lightly.

The sword roared like a dragon.

Zhu Jiuyin was as quiet as a virgin, moving like thunder.

Xin’s long figure was like a white red exercise, flying up and down in the cave.

The sword qi was turbulent, like rolling waves.

Sonorous.

The sword rolled, plowing out sword marks on the ground and on the walls of the cave.

“Whew~”

was like a shock, like the figure of a dragon, and stopped in an instant.

Zhu Jiuyin bent his fingers and flicked the blade of his sword.

“Bell~”

The sound of the blade is leisurely.

With a light sigh of relief, Zhu Jiuyin smiled slightly and said softly: “One word, so handsome.” ”

The Falling Ying Sword Method has been mastered.

It is more than enough to teach a brat who is only nine years old and does not have a single kun.

Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin’s expression turned grim.

In human form, a forked scarlet snake letter sticks out to collect and distinguish smells.

Obtained the identity information of the trespasser.

“Zheng~”

The long sleeve waved.

The iron sword shot out with a sound of breaking the air, and with a bang, it did not enter the cave wall.

After stroking his clothes, Zhu Jiuyin came to the entrance of the cave.

After a while, a small boy came into view.

“Master~”

The boy smiled and whispered.

“Yesterday I had smoke in my ass and ran fast, how can I smile today?”

Zhu Jiuyin carried his hands behind his back and squinted slightly.

The boy said shyly, “Master, the fruit you gave me yesterday is not poison.

“Last night, my stomach hurt so much that I thought I was going to die.”

“I didn’t think it was just diarrhea.”

“After running a few times to the hut, when I woke up this morning, I suddenly felt refreshed, and my body seemed to have endless strength.”

“Master, someone else’s child, she was born in October.”

“And I’m only a little over nine months old, and I’m weak and sick when I urinate.”

“So, it’s Master’s fruit, right?”

Zhu Jiuyin looked sideways: “You are not small, and you are quite showy.” ”

The boy is only nine years old.

Zhu Jiuyin has seen, children of such an age, Li Bai, Han Xin, and Luna, are playing more than one by one.

Eat Kun game six people, set by set.

However, that’s all.

“Child, go and pick a few peaches for the master first.”

After a blaze of incense kung fu.

Zhu Jiuyin and the boy ate woolly peaches and sat cross-kneeled.

I have been thinking about peaches for twenty years, and there is really a lot of water.

After eating about ten pills, Zhu Jiuyin wiped his hands clean.

Looking at the boy, he asked, “Ah…” ”

Master, my name is Ah Fei, the flight of birds.”

“Stupid bird, name your dreams.”

The boy was stunned.

Immediately bowed his head and pondered.

Dream?!

Dream…… What is it?