Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain

There are shadows of trees here, and the evening sun penetrates into the jungle, illuminating a golden-red stream.

As far as the eyes can see, the road is lined with thick shade, and the endless sea of ​​clouds is churning around and under the feet.Listening carefully, you can only hear the chirping of insects, and the occasional roar of wild beasts, coming from the dense forest that has fallen into the night in the distance.

This place seems to be an inaccessible mountain.

The strange thing is that there is a house built in such a deep and secluded location.

It’s a shame to call it a house. At best, this building is a thatched hut. I don’t know how careless the owner is. People will kneel and kowtow in the next second. The low and low fence is sparsely tied, and pheasants can get in through the gaps without flapping their wings. In the middle of the yard, there is an extremely ugly wooden table, combined with chopping boards and kitchen knives on the table. Judging from the unappetizing stove half a meter away, it should be used as a kitchen and dining room.At this moment, the air-tight bamboo door of the thatched shed was wide open, and through the dim light, one could see a bed inside, with a deer, a weasel and a wild dog squatting beside the bed.

This wonderful combination gathered together, but they didn't fight each other. Occasionally, other animals appeared outside the courtyard, all of them were concentrating on capturing the breathless human voice in the shed.

The next second, the leaves in the distance suddenly rustled.

That faint movement sounded like the roar of a natural enemy to the wild beasts, and the animals poking their heads outside the fence exploded and scattered away, but in an instant, a thin figure split the twilight with a strong smell of blood .

The man was not too tall, his half-length messy hair was only tied loosely behind his head with strips of cloth, he was wearing a patched Taoist robe, and his bony arms stretched out from the rolled up sleeves, his skin was so pale There is no blood, and the image is very thin, like a beggar who has been hungry for three days and is about to set off from the bridge hole to the street tunnel to beg for food.

However, in his seemingly weak palm, he was holding a wild boar that was almost as big as a brown bear.

The wild boar's throat was slashed accurately and ruthlessly, and the blood trailed for a long time.The night mountain wind blew, blowing the hunter's disheveled hair, and he raised his hand impatiently to brush it, revealing half of his blood-stained but hard-to-disguise handsome face.

When Wei Xi came back with today's prey, he could tell what was going on in the house with just a glance.He frowned and kicked the fence door, and the lecture in the thatched shed stopped suddenly. After a while, Wei Dedao's old voice came out from inside: "Apprentice?"

Wei Xi threw the wild boar in front of the stove: "What did you put in again?"

The three animals listening to scriptures in the room immediately backed out obediently. Before leaving, the stag nodded at Wei Xi knowing how to read people's faces. run.

Wei Xi went into the room to wash his face, Wei Dedao was wearing a robe even ragged than him, lying on the bed and sighing: "Junior brothers and younger sisters were all scared away by you."

Wei Xi ignored him, and after washing his face, he found a pair of scissors to cut his hair. His hair-cutting technique was superb, and he shaved his head into a pit in the blink of an eye.

Wei Dedao grinned, groped the table with both hands, and poured him a cup of cold tea: "Are you tired? Drink tea, drink tea."

Wei Xi and him looked at each other, and Wei Dedao's eyes were wide open, staring at the void without focus, without realizing it.

The old man is blind.

He shouldn't be blind before, Wei Xi heard Wei Dedao's bragging about his chivalrous deeds, and his ears were numb. Among them, the chapter where he led the disciples of the sect out of the mountain to kill the enemy decades ago was endless and repeated. mentioned.Speaking of rising, he insisted on dragging Wei Xi to look at the string of human heads hanging on the shelf in the backyard.Human heads are never fake, how can a blind man go to war?It can be seen that he was not blind before.

But Wei Xi was only dubious about the veracity of most of his stories. For example, he said that his sect was well-known in the practice world, with hundreds of disciples, and he said that his cultivation base was profound, and he knew the world well.But for so many years, Wei Dedao has been living in this thatched hut that is not even as good as a beast den, eating bran and swallowing vegetables. Wei Xi has never seen any of the famous sect fairy mountain and hundreds of sect disciples. The old man said that he has a high level of cultivation, why is he still blind and old now?

Wei Xi was ridiculed, but he didn't bother to reveal that he was not talkative, and in fact he was not interested in other things.When Wei Dedao didn't support him and asked him to work, he usually sat quietly in the yard in a daze, and when he was hungry, he went out to grab something to eat.

The fate between him and this old Taoist also has a long story. Wei Dedao said that Wei Xi was a wild ghost that he had picked up before, and he had been caring for him carefully, treating him as his own. Closed disciples, this kindness can be said to be as high as a mountain and as deep as a sea, and there is no way to repay it.The former Wei Xi had no way to refute. He lived with this old Taoist priest for countless years, and since he realized that he has been what he is now, his memories of the past are also fragmented and difficult to sort out.However, he took good care of it in the future, and the sentence of treating it as if it was his own is obviously bullshit. Wei Dedao eats and sleeps all day long except for lectures.

Wei Dedao began to repeat the old tune again.

"My Taicang sect has established a sect for thousands of years. I am highly respected in the practice world and have countless disciples... You are my closed disciple. In the future, you will inherit the mantle. After becoming the second generation head of No.60, you must take the lintel of the sect as your responsibility... As the old man said, he dug around under the bed again, and found a dusty cloth bag, which was filled with lumps of silver.The surface of the silver nugget has turned black, and the engravings on the flaky round silver nugget that should be portraits are rusted to a mess.Wei Dedao took out the ingot-shaped silver and put it aside, then blew on the flake-shaped silver, and raised it to his ear to listen, "... I don't know which emperor has changed to sit in the country now after the battle is over." Forget about him, the world is peaceful anyway, and the money will definitely come in handy. The money must be collected well, this is the key to our comeback after the birth of the school..."

Wei Xi put down his cup, got up and left.

"Wait." Wei Dedao put aside Dayang and called him, "What's for dinner tonight?"

Wei Xi: "Roast wild boar leg."

Wei Dedao has always had a lot of opinions on food: "Isn't it okay to cook braised pork?"

Wei Xi replied, "No."

Wei Dedao grabbed him and stuffed the red envelope flatteringly: "Let's cook braised pork. Roasted pork leg is not easy to digest. Of course wild boar should be braised in soy sauce."

Wei Xi picked it up and took a look, only to find that Wei Dedao handed him the jade pendant that he never left his body. The jade pendant was white and plump like a solidified ointment.Wei Xi seemed to instinctively know that this is a good treasure, and this is the only evidence that made him feel that the past of this old Taoist priest might not be completely nonsensical, but now he is casually given to him by this stingy old man for a bite of braised pork. Own.

He frowned and stared at the jade pendant: "Isn't this your seal?"

Wei Dedao didn't change his face: "You really believe it? I'm bragging."

Wei Xi fixed his eyes on his face, and suddenly realized something: "You are dying."

Wei Dedao blew his beard: "You really know how to chat. I have lived for more than 500 years, but I am a mortal. How can a mortal be immortal?"

Wei Xi didn't want to argue with him, so he handed the jade pendant back expressionlessly: "I don't have a body, I can't get out of this mountain, you'd better hire someone else."

Wei Dedao didn't pick it up, he just smiled and climbed back to the bed, and collapsed into a sheet on the straw mat comfortably.He tilted his head and looked in Wei Xi's direction, his blind eyes seemed to be in focus at this moment, and he looked radiant: "Since 120 years ago, the heavens fell, the spiritual energy collapsed, and the realm of practitioners fell one after another. There will be this day sooner or later. But decades ago, I still accompanied your senior brother and sister to leave the sect, entered the world and returned to the hometown, and started killing. Practitioners should not interfere in the affairs of the world, so I was blind, your senior brother The senior sisters don’t know where they went...but I still don’t regret it. Disciple, do you know what is cultivation?”

"It's bullshit." Wei Xi asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Forget it, anyway, you will know sooner or later." Wei Dedao didn't force it, he looked back at the top of Kong Kong's head, his condensed pupils lost focus again, and only murmured with confidence, "I want to eat braised pork... "

After cheating, he finally gave up and closed his eyes, lying on all fours, as peaceful as if he was asleep.

Wei Xi stood there for a while, then turned and stepped out of the room.

He held the knife and watched the wild boar he dragged back in the evening.

Ever since he could remember, I don't know if it was because he didn't have a physical body. He often felt hungry and had a big appetite, and he was almost never full.Therefore, for similar prey as usual, after he split one leg to Wei Dedao, he swallowed the rest alive.

But today, he didn't even want to touch it.

The stove burns all night, and the aroma of braised pork wafts through the valley.

Until dawn, there was no sound of Wei Dedao urging him to eat. Wei Xi sat cross-legged in front of the stove and watched the sky, and saw the sound of beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping charcoal fire extinguished.He just came back to his senses and stood up silently.

He found a pleasing place in the backyard, shoveled the hole with a shovel, and then went back to the house to hug the cold Wei Dedao out.

Wei Dedao usually kept his mouth closed for a moment without babbling. Wei Xi put him down and thought about it, then dug a small hole for him next to him, dragged a shelf from the backyard, and hung his head on it for an unknown number of years. The dried-up people that the old man was proud of poured their heads into it.

The skeletons are smooth, round and cute, with wide-open eye sockets, rolling in the deep pit, looking very delicious.

But Wei Dedao never let him eat these.

Standing in front of the two pits, Wei Xi suddenly froze hungry and dazed.

There were rustling footsteps behind him, he turned his head and saw hundreds of wild animals coming from outside the fence.Jackals, tigers and leopards, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep are all those who like to listen to Wei Dedao's lectures on weekdays.When Wei Xi saw them, he became even hungrier immediately: this mountain is not inhabited by humans, so there are a lot of animals that are enlightened, which are obviously convenient and nourishing, but Wei Dedao doesn't allow him to eat them.Wei Dedao is very annoying when he makes a fuss, so he usually has to run long distances to find common prey.

The stag with strong horns at the front met his eyes, and his calves were obviously trembling, but he nodded his neck at Wei Xi, then walked to Wei Dedao's pit and put down the weeds he brought.

Wei Xi stared at them for a while, and finally walked away, letting them come up to worship.

No one came empty-handed, even the wild dogs had a pheasant in their mouths.Sitting cross-legged in front of the dilapidated fence, Wei Xi watched the group of rations that he coveted for many years under the restraint of Wei Dedao come and go, and his heart was so silent that he couldn't make any waves.

Until the weasel who had finished offering the eggs came to him.

Wei Xi leaned his head against the fence, looked from top to bottom, lazily: "You want to die?"

As soon as the weasel's tail exploded, it instinctively turned around and ran for its life. After taking two steps away, it slowed down again, and turned around three times after walking, with infinite longing bursting out in the eyes of the weasel.

This meant to lead the way. Wei Xi didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he saw Wei Dedao's tomb full of melons and fruits, he was so dazed that he didn't know what to do, so he got up and followed.

Followed by the hungry boss, the weasel ran like lightning, and soon led Wei Xi to a mountain wall.Wei Xi recognized at a glance that this was the edge of the mountain, and it was also the end of his hunting range for decades.He has been here countless times, and every time he was blocked by an invisible barrier because he had no physical body.

The enchantment of this mountain is the door god that protects the creatures in the mountain from outside intrusion, and it is also the shackle that traps the souls of the mountains and cannot reincarnate normally.

This place is independent of the world, and even ghosts never set foot here, so if the souls who die here can't find someone to teach the scriptures to save them, they can only stay there day after day, becoming a place where obsessions cannot be dispelled, and they are looking for a substitute. spirit.

However, there were very few fierce spirits and ghosts in the mountains. Wei Xikai occasionally caught a few to eat at the beginning of his spiritual intelligence, but he never saw them again.

It's a pity, Li Gui has a heavy yin energy, and the feeling of satiety is actually much stronger than that of pheasants and wild boars...

Wei Xi's thoughts changed, and then he came back to think, what did the weasel bring him here?

The weasel in front suddenly stopped and let out a long cry.

Wei Xi knew what it brought him here for.

At the boundary of the mountain wall in front, there has always been only a place where weeds are overgrown, but at this moment there is a dead body lying quietly.

This is to find something delicious, come to make an offering to the boss.