Don't say my script is fake.

"That's what Ping'er calls you, kid."

"I call you."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ping'er kneeling on the ground and shouting happily: "Benefactor! Are you willing to see me?"

Li Mu thought that his appearance would scare him, but he didn't expect that the child was so honest and called him benefactor when he saw him.

"Child, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Benefactor has saved me many times, how could he harm me? Wei Ping is not afraid."

"Haha. That's not necessarily true. People with ulterior motives calculate every step. It's not easy to distinguish whether it's true or false, good or evil."

"But, benefactor did save me, that's true."

Although it was the truth, it still made Li Mu laugh.

"You kid. It's hard for you to have such a pure heart."

"I don't know what the benefactor needs from seeing me. Wei Ping will do his best!"

Really, I wanted to pretend that I had just woken up and didn't know anything, but it seems that it doesn't work. After all, I have helped this child several times.

"I didn't come out before because I lost too much mana and needed to rely on the divine bow to repair my body. As you can see, I have only recovered so poorly now."

"From now on, I don't need you to do anything, but child, I haven't talked to my descendants for a long time. Can you talk to me?"

"This world looks like."

The world?

Wei Ping blinked.

"Does the benefactor refer to this world? We call this world the cultivation world. I'm not very clear, but I heard from the teacher that the cultivation world is divided into five continents and four seas, and we are a corner of Dongzhou."

"The villagers of our small mountain village have lived here for generations."

"I heard that cultivators can move mountains and fill the sea, and soar into the sky. When we come and go, it is the Taoist priests of Sanqing Mountain who help us to go to heaven."

Cultivation world, Sanqing Mountain, cultivators, five continents and four seas. Many names that have never been heard of.

Sanqing Mountain can understand what it is, and the four seas can understand it, but the cultivation world and cultivators. Are they old and can't keep up with the times?

How come even the world of human beings has changed its name?

That's true. The times are changing, and the human race is changing with each passing day. If it's still the same as before, it seems a bit inflexible.

Whether it's the human world or the cultivation world, aren't they all places where the human race lives?

That's good.

He said, "Can you tell me the story of this small mountain village?"

Ah?

Wei Ping scratched his head.

"My benefactor, there are no stories in the small mountain village."

"What about legends? For example, why did the small mountain village appear, what mountain monsters and evildoers are around it, or... famous people or things?"

He thought about it and shook his head.

"I haven't heard the master and uncles and aunts talk about these. Strange things do exist."

"There is a big tree grandmother in our small mountain village."

"I heard that it existed before the small mountain village was established. It has always been in the village. If someone dies, they will be buried there and ask the big tree grandmother for protection. There are many things for prayer hanging on the big tree grandmother."

"It's still there now."

Big tree?

"Can you take me to have a look?"

"Yes, benefactor, please follow me."

Wei Ping took Li Mu back to the village.

It was late at night and he still hadn't gotten over his habit of going up the mountain late at night.

Li Mu followed Wei Ping with his magical powers.

"Child, how about calling you Brother Ping in the future? Don't call me benefactor anymore. Just call me, um, Mu Bing."

He liked this name.

"Will this be bad? How can I call my benefactor by his name?"

"Yes, why don't I call my benefactor Mr. Mu Bing?"

Mr.?

He had never heard of this name. At that time, they all called him senior, Taoist friend, and little friend.

But he didn't hate it.

"That's it."

"Yes!"

The two came to the village one after the other.

"That's the big tree in the small mountain village."

It was a tree that was not very tall. It was about three to five meters high. The trunk was very thick. It took at least three or five strong men to hug it.

The branches and leaves are lush, and the branches and leaves grow like a big umbrella covering the sky.

There are many red ropes on the tree, which should be used for prayer.

It is erected in front of the village.

It seems to divide yin and yang.

That is a locust tree.

In fact, locust trees have had meaning a long time ago. There were three big locust trees outside the palace of the Zhou Dynasty. When high-ranking officials met the emperor, they had to stand under these three big locust trees. Therefore, later generations compared the big locust trees to the meaning of prime ministers and dukes assisting the monarch, so locust trees are called national trees.

But later, the meaning of locust trees changed.

To this day, the older generation frequently warns not to touch the soil of locust trees easily, because locust trees have been called ghost trees since some time ago. They prefer dark places and absorb yin energy all year round. Therefore, there are even legends that locust trees are the habitats of ghosts.

Especially those big locust trees with lush branches and leaves and full of vitality are regarded as taboos that cannot be touched.

Because the more luxuriant the locust tree grows, the more yin it absorbs, and it may hide strange things that human eyes cannot detect.

A folk proverb says, "If you plant a locust tree at home, your descendants will be scholars." The planting location of this locust tree is naturally very particular.

"If the locust tree is not in the right position, the family will be unlucky." The locust tree can be a talented tree or a disaster tree.

The most ominous thing is that if there is a locust tree in front of the door, hundreds of ghosts will walk at night!

The locust tree divides yin and yang. Although it is not as huge as the legend says, it undoubtedly has secrets.

There is something wrong with this tree!

"Ping'er, what is the origin of this tree?"

"I don't know."

Wei Ping shook his head.

"The tree has existed for a long time, and I don't know. Mr. Mu Bing, is there something wrong with the tree?"

Li Mu was silent. He was sure there was something wrong, but he couldn't find out whether the tree was strange or weird when he sent out his mind.

He didn't say anything, but asked Wei Ping to go back and rest, and go hunting tomorrow night.

In the future, Wei Ping followed Li Mu to hunt, but in the blink of an eye, winter was over.

Wei Ping relied on Li Mu to let his mother spend a warm winter, although it was cold, but warm.

When spring came, Zhao Lan's posture was better. She could get out of bed to work, grow some vegetables in front of the yard to be self-sufficient, and weave some backpacks, straw shoes, etc. to supplement the family income.

And Wei Ping's body became stronger, he ate more meat, and he could vaguely see some muscle outlines.

Of course, this was not the happiest thing. The happiest thing was that his mother was in better health, and Mr. Mu Bing also taught him some boxing and kicking skills.

Mr. Mu Bing felt that it was better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish, so he did not go hunting himself later, but let Wei Ping do it, and he instructed him from the side. If it really didn't work, Mr. Mu Bing would help.

In this way, little by little, Wei Ping has become a qualified hunter, able to hunt leopards and wild wolves, and even pigs and bears if there is a good time and place!

The ice and snow melted, the sun was shining, and the mountains were rejuvenated after a period of nourishment. There were many more animals in the endless mountains.

Spring is here, and it is the season for all things to revive.

Wei Ping began to go up the mountain to hunt during the day, trying to make his mother live a better life.

The Wei family returned to the happiness they should have.

But Zhao Lan saw her son so happy every day, and seemed to realize something.

One day, when the sun was setting, Wei Ping came down from the mountain with his prey, and he shouted loudly: "Mom, I'm back."

"Back? Brother Ping, come, wash your hands, dinner is ready."

"Yes, thank you, mother."

Wei Ping put the things away, washed his hands, and sat at the table to eat heartily.

Zhao Lan looked at Wei Ping gently.

"Eat slowly, there are still a lot in the house."

"I know, mother."

The mother and son sat like this warmly, and suddenly, Zhao Lan spoke.

"Brother Ping, don't go to the mountain tomorrow, mother wants to see that gentleman."

Wei Ping was stunned, and had not yet reacted to what his mother was saying, but soon realized that his mother was talking about Mr. Mu Bing?

But he didn't tell his mother? How could his mother know?

"Mother?"

"You are a piece of flesh that fell from my body, how could mother not know your thoughts?"

Although Wei Ping grew up healthily and was a good child, he was only a teenager after all. Without anyone to teach him, how could he come and go freely in the dangerous mountains?

He must have been taught by some teacher, so he could do this.

Although I don't know how the teacher gets along with Ping Ge'er and what their relationship is, he helped Ping Ge'er, so how could he not see him?

"Go and talk to that teacher."

Wei Ping didn't say anything, but he was already communicating with Mr. Mu Bing in his heart, thinking about whether to meet him.

He didn't know whether Mr. Mu Bing would agree. From his understanding of Mr. Mu Bing, Mr. Mu Bing should not like it, but

Since his mother asked so, he couldn't not ask.

Fortunately, Mr. Mu Bing didn't make it difficult for him, and he smiled and agreed.

"I can't say anything about the rest of the people, but I can meet your mother."

"Your mother is not simple."

Wei Ping was also very happy to get Mr. Mu Bing's permission.

For Wei Ping, Mr. Mu Bing and his mother were the two people he loved most in the world. He dared not refuse his mother's request. If Mr. Mu Bing did not want to see her, he could not force him. Now that Mr. Mu Bing agreed, it was the best.

So, after dinner, Wei Ping hurriedly took out the Li Mu Bow.

"Mother, this is Mr. Mu Bing."

Mr. Mu Bing appeared in the form of magic power and smiled, "For Madam Wei, this should be the first meeting. Although it is not the first time I have met Madam Wei, this is also the first time we have met formally."

"I am Mu Bing."

Zhao Lan was very surprised. She did guess who her son should have had a relationship with, but she didn't expect it to be a weapon?

No, it was a cultivator.

A cultivator with only soul consciousness left.

But she quickly came back to her senses and stood up to greet him.

"Zhao Lan greets Mr. Mu Bing."

"Madam Wei, there is no need to be polite."

"Mr. Mu Bing, please sit down, Ping'er. You will clean up the dishes today, okay?"

Wei Ping knew that his mother wanted to talk to Mr. Mu Bing alone, so he did not refuse. He nodded and left the hall.

Only Zhao Lan and Mr. Mu Bing were left in the hall.

Mu Bing was actually a little curious. Zhao Lan wanted to see him because she was going to say something.

But he did not expect that after Wei Ping left, Zhao Lan knelt in front of Mu Bing.

This was beyond Mu Bing's expectation.

No, why are you kneeling to me for no reason?

If Ping Ge'er saw this, he would probably think I was bullying you.

"Madam Wei, please get up quickly."

"Mr. Mu Bing, please do not refuse."

She bowed her head and said, "Wei Zhao has no money and no power. She is just an ordinary woman. Thanks to Mr. Mu Bing's help, I was able to survive this cold winter and let my son go in and out of the mountain safely."

"Wei Zhaoshi has nothing to repay, only this can relieve some of the pressure, please don't refuse, Mr. Mu Bing."

As she said this, she kowtowed to Mr. Mu Bing three times.

Then she stood up and knelt and kowtowed again.

Three kneelings and nine kowtows

Zhao Lan was expressing her gratitude to Mu Bing from the bottom of her heart for his care during these days.

Mu Bing sat there, without feeling any humiliation, unwillingness, or any acting.

From the heart This is Zhao Lan's gratitude from the bottom of her heart.

Others helped themselves, so this kindness must be remembered in their hearts, with clear grudges and openness.

What a great Wei Zhaoshi!

Wei Ping can be so open, it must be due to the education of Wei Zhaoshi!

"Ping'er has a blessing in his three lives to have a mother like you."

He couldn't help but sigh.

But Zhao Lan shook her head gently.

"Having a child like Ping'er is a blessing I have cultivated for three lifetimes."

The mother is kind and the son is filial and open-minded. Mu Bing feels more and more that this shouldn't be the case.

How could Zhao Lan, who is so sensible and knows how to advance and retreat, end up with her husband dead and weak body?

Her fate shouldn't be like this.

Mu Bing only knew about Zhao Lan before and was not curious, but when he saw Zhao Lan in person now, he couldn't help but be curious. Such a woman's fate is definitely not weak.

Destiny is determined by heaven, and everything has its own laws.

Fate is a gift from heaven that a person is born with. The appearance of princes, nobles, and geniuses is all determined by fate.

Although there are also people who change their fate and break the destiny of heaven, there is no doubt that those with better fate will be more convenient.

This Zhao Lan's fate is not weak. Mu Bing took a look at it and at least it is a perfect posture, with a healthy family, great wealth and honor, and even the appearance of a phoenix in the mortal world.

But now.

Strange, really strange!

Mu Bing thought so in his heart, but saw that Zhao Lan did not get up, but continued to kneel there.

She bowed her head and said: "Ping Ge'er has known Mr. Mu Bing for a long time. Mr. Mu Bing has taught Ping Ge'er a lot. Although he has not performed the apprenticeship ceremony, Ping Ge'er must have respected Mr. Mu Bing as a teacher."

"I am not asking Mr. Mu Bing to accept Ping Ge'er as a disciple, but I hope Mr. Mu Bing can consider it."

"Wei Zhao, thank you very much."

Accepting a disciple?

Apprenticeship ceremony?

Ah. That's it.

Mu Bing understood why Zhao Lan wanted to see him.

Zhao Lan saw what Wei Ping was thinking, so she wanted to come forward.

Being a disciple is not such a simple thing. If you have parents, you need your parents to come forward. People without parents can choose based on their own ideas, but if you have parents, it must be done by your parents.

So Zhao Lan wanted to make it clear to Mu Bing whether Wei Ping would get along with Mu Bing as an ordinary student or as a legitimate student.

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