There are always people who covet the immortal body

a few days later.

The maple leaves on the back mountain are so red, as if blood has been splashed on them, the red is thrilling.

After eating vegetables and radishes for several days in a row, Liu Jueming, who not only has a big appetite but also is picky eaters, has long complained.Qi An was annoyed by his yelling, so he thought of the fat fish swimming up from the stream in the back mountain. It happened that the weather was fine these few days and the water was shallower, so it was easier to catch.

So he took Liu Jueming to cut firewood, passing the stream by the way.

The two wandered around the mountain for a long time, Qi An was fine, he didn't feel tired after carrying a bundle of firewood, but Liu Jueming was not.Bai Chang was so big that he complained of back pain after walking a few steps with a basket on his back.

He cried out that he was thirsty, so he put down the basket and squatted on the bank of the stream, took a palm of water and drank it.Although he knows that unboiled water cannot be drunk, but the woodcutter doesn't care so much.Liu Jueming also washed his face, and it became much cooler when the breeze blew.Looking towards the sparkling waves, I saw a few swimming fish floating up to the surface of the water and spitting out bubbles.

He stood up, brushed the dust off his knees, looked around and said with emotion: "Frost leaves are as red as flowers in February, this scene even exists in the world."

Qi An ignored his revised lines, put down the bundle of firewood, found a thin bamboo pole with a pointed end, rolled up his trouser legs, and walked downstream.

There is a shallow and bottomless pool, the sun shines through the water and reflects on the cobblestones at the bottom, rippling.Because the downstream water is slow, you can almost see the flow track, so the passing fish will poke their heads out when they reach the shallow water, which seems to be carefree and leisurely.

Qi An also has certain skills in fishing. Since he was a child, he followed the elder brother in the village for a few miles to fish for fish and catch shrimps.

Seeing him dipping his feet into the water, Liu Jueming asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Qi An made a 'shush' gesture to him, his eyes reflected the layers of light in the water, and then he held up the bamboo pole and rushed towards the herring by the stone as fast as he could.

The herring was pierced through the body, and the young man lifted it above his head. It shook its tough tail twice, and then stopped moving.

Liu Jueming at the side happily ran to Qi An, took the fish for him, and gave him an approving look.During these days of living in Fulu Village, he has become more and more aware of Qi An's unusualness.

Liu Jueming threw the fish into the basket and murmured: "It's finally a mess tonight." Then he turned to Qi An and asked, "Do you know why you are half a head shorter than me?"

Qi An glanced at him disapprovingly.

"Because you are malnourished, how can you grow up?"

As he spoke, he walked over, and it happened that Qi An stepped onto the bank with one foot from the water. He looked down from a high position, looked down, then stretched out his hand to pinch Qi An's chin, looked left and right, let go, and said affirmatively again: "Well, your complexion is dull. , sallow and thin, it’s better to eat more. You can’t compare with your big old and thick dad, he still grows sideways even if he doesn’t eat, you can’t do it, you don’t have his strength.”

At this moment Liu Jueming thought in his heart again, if only two pills were contained in that small bottle at that time, if Qi An could also share one pill, how many years of suffering would be saved.

At this time, Qi An helped him onto the shore, but he quietly turned his face away to carry the firewood on his back.Because I was pinched subconsciously and intimately by Liu Jueming just now, my heart beat wildly for no reason.

Liu Jueming didn't pay attention, picked up a flat stone on the ground, waved his hand and floated into the water.

Later, Qi An passed by him solemnly, thinking: "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Although he had just started to play, the opponent's footsteps were brisk, and he almost disappeared without paying attention, so he had to pick up the basket and quickly follow, for fear of being trapped in this broken place again and suffering from the cold.

The two of them left the mountain behind the maple leaves and just walked to the door when they suddenly saw the village head coming in from outside the courtyard, looking a little depressed.

Qi An put the bundle of firewood under the eaves, and looked at him puzzled.Liu Jueming asked the question for him, turned around and asked, "Who are you getting angry with again?"

The village head gave him a merciless look, and then sighed: "Dunzi's grandma just passed away."

"Who is Dunzi?"

Liu Jueming hadn't reacted yet.On the other hand, Qi An's expression was captivated, he beckoned and looked at his father, pointing in the direction of Xu Dunzi's house.

The village chief shook his head helplessly: "Isn't she just a half-medical mother-in-law, this good person will be gone if she doesn't."

Think about it a few days ago when I was lying in bed, dying, and my half-medical mother-in-law took care of me carefully.No matter how cold-blooded the village chief is, he also knows the depth of his affection.

But what Qi An thought of was not the death of the semi-medical mother-in-law, but what to do for the 12-year-old Xu Dunzi.That kid's family background is not peaceful, a few years ago when Dongshan collapsed, his parents happened to be digging coal with a group of people at the foot of the mountain, so both of them lost their lives.Since then, Xu Dunzi and grandma have depended on each other for life, year after year.Now that the semi-medical mother-in-law is gone, he will become an orphan in Kongshan.

Only then did Liu Jueming realize who Xu Dunzi was, and he frowned and said, "The kid at the entrance of the village's grandma died, right?"

Qi An nodded heavily.

"Hey, it's really unpredictable, and people have misfortunes and blessings. But it's a matter of time, so don't be so bitter."

Liu Jueming may have been a god for a long time, knowing the whereabouts of people after death, and even the pulse of a person's life.These were once laid out in front of him nakedly like a chess piece, and since then they have gradually become indifferent to everything.I'm afraid I can't quite understand the importance that mortals place on life, and the obsession with living to death.

Qi An suddenly trotted out of the courtyard, probably going to Xu Dunzi's house.After Liu Jueming saw him leave, he also followed him, not for any other reason but purely for curiosity.Although I saw too many partings of life and death thousands of years ago, some memories are slowly erased in my mind, and I can only know the state of mind of the person involved by re-experiencing it.

Along the way, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted through my nostrils, but it seemed a little pitiful.

Liu Jueming followed Qi An's footsteps and called out, "Slow down, wait for me."

Qi An ignored it, and when he reached the door of Xu Dunzi's house, he hesitated and stopped.

Faintly saw a few figures walking back and forth in the house, perhaps the neighbors came to attend to the funeral affairs.At this time, Xu Dunzi walked out the door, and he caught a glimpse of someone outside the courtyard out of the corner of his eye, and looked away.

Liu Jueming followed behind Qi An, not knowing what to do with his expression, he could only smile in embarrassment.

"Brother An!" Xu Dunzi shouted, his voice sounded calm.Seeing Liu Jueming in a blink of an eye, he also called out 'Uncle Ming'.

He is usually very naughty, but he is very sensible and sensible, otherwise the semi-medical mother-in-law would have broken her heart.

Qi An walked over, sympathized with him with a pair of pitiful eyes, even though he couldn't speak, he tried to pat him on the shoulder.At this time, a dog ran out of the house, with a fat head and big ears, and yelled at Liu Jueming with its tongue out.

Liu Jueming was terrified when he saw it, and he didn't dare to move.

Xu Dunzi chased him away with a wave of his hand, and after the dog left again, he said "thank you" to Qi An, then turned and entered the house.

A few days after the semi-medical mother-in-law passed away, Xu Dunzi suddenly fell ill.If it hadn't been seen by the young lady next door, it is estimated that it would have been hard to escape.

But he was strangely ill, his face was pale, his lips were dry and peeling, his eyes were sunken and black, he really looked like a person who had been dead for many days.

Everyone in the village said that he attracted bad things, and Xie Chong loved to harm orphans and widowed children the most, and there was no one to guard against it.

Liu Jueming listened to these words, and accompanied Qi An to Xu Dunzi's side to have a look.

Xu Dunzi was lying on the bed, looking really weird and terrifying, even worse than the village chief who had been poisoned by snakes at that time.

Coincidentally, Yunhua who had disappeared for several days suddenly appeared again. In Liu Jueming's words: "You can always save people from fire and water at critical moments. You really deserve to be the best god in heaven."

Yunhua ignored his words, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one else in the house except the two of them, so he walked around to have a look.On the mottled wooden table on the window sill, there are several beautiful calligraphy and paintings. The calligraphy is a snake dragon, and the paintings are the icing on the cake.

He looked at it with his hand and asked, "Isn't this your handwriting? It doesn't look like it."

Liu Jueming walked to his side and looked down: "This time you guessed wrong, except me, who else has this ability?"

"You?" Yunhua glanced at him, and said contemptuously: "I don't think so, I have witnessed the handwriting you wrote, and it is incomparable to this. I see, it is your good friend, Did the little brother write it?!"

Seeing that he was found out, Liu Jueming pretended to be disdainful: "This painting was drawn by myself, I don't lie."

Yunhua put down the picture scroll, stopped teasing him, and changed his mind and said, "You want me to save people again? Last time you promised to help me build the immortal temple. Is there any progress in offering incense?"

"Yes, within half a year, it will definitely be repaired."

Liu Jueming continued to play sloppy.

Yunhua didn't accept his tricks, and turned around as if he was about to leave.

But Liu Jueming put his shoulders on him: "Hey, don't rush away, this time the boy is not dead, I think something is wrong. You told me last time that there is a big problem in the village, it seems It really is."

Since it was done by evil spirits, God Lord Yunhua would naturally not refuse to save him.Before Mingshen had time to think about it, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Qi An's swinging arm froze for an instant, and he looked straight at the fairy duo in the room.

Things happened suddenly, and Yunhua didn't have time to hide, so he stood awkwardly with Liu Jueming, like a petrified fairy.