I am a snake, so it is reasonable for me to teach a group of demons.

The cave is on the south side of the mountain.

On the north side of the mountain, there is a small town nestled in the mountains and beside the water.

Night falls.

The autumn wind blows up the dead leaves and makes them swirl.

On the loess path, the boy panted heavily and looked at the lights ahead. He felt relieved.

After an incense stick of time, the boy returned to the town.

The first stop was Yang's Pharmacy.

He exchanged the herbs he picked today for copper coins.

He also used the copper coins to buy a pack of medicine for warming and nourishing the qi and blood.

The second stop was a dark alley where he knocked on the door of a house.

"Who is it, this late at night?"

"Grandpa Liu, I'm A Fei."

After a while, with a creaking sound, the courtyard door was opened and a white-haired old man walked out.

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

His face full of wrinkles was like a piece of old tree bark.

The wrinkles were filled with dirt.

Looking at the boy who was breathing heavily and had a rosy face, the old man said kindly,"A Fei, you are late today."

The boy's expression dimmed,"Have you finished shopping?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding.���"I left one string."

The old man stretched out his hands from behind his back.

In his bony palms, he held a string of crystal-clear and smooth sugar-coated haws.

""Thank you, Grandpa Liu."

The boy handed a copper coin to the old man.

After taking the candied haws, he ran away happily.

Looking at the boy's thin figure hidden in the night, the old man sighed and said,"What a good child, it's a pity that he will become an orphan."

……

The moon is above the treetops.

Qingping Town.

Wuyi Lane.

The boy pushed open the gate with a creak.

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

He put the backpack, axe, and sickle into the east wing, and put the medicine and candied haws into the kitchen.

The boy filled a basin with water and washed his dusty hands and face. He carefully patted the dust off his clothes before walking into the main house.

""Mom, I'm back."

In the main room, on the wooden bed, there lay a woman in her twenties.

She was very thin.

Almost a withered skin wrapped around a bony skeleton.

Her hair was black, like dry grass in winter.

But her eyes were gentle, like spring water, which could soothe people's hearts.

""Son, why are you so late today?" the woman said with a soft smile.

"The forsythia in the deep mountains is very prosperous, the seeds are large and full, and I forget the time for a moment."

""Mom, don't fall asleep. I'll go make you some medicine."

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

"Son, there is rice in the pot, you eat first"

"Got it, girl"

……

In the kitchen, the boy first made a fire and then added water to the medicine pot.

Then he took a small stool, stepped on the stool, and put the medicine pot on the fire.

After a while, the water boiled.

The boy took the herbs and put the various herbs into the boiling water in order. He immediately took a fan and fanned it gently.

The fire was burning with the wind.

Soon, the boy was sweating profusely.

However, he was always focused, his big eyes did not blink.

Boiling medicine is very energy-consuming.

If you are not careful, it will be burnt.

The boy couldn't help but think of the time when he first boiled medicine for his mother, he boiled several pots of medicine.

He was only four years old at that time, crying heartbreakingly.

His mother was not angry, and she kept comforting him softly.

Later.

The boy knelt in front of the shopkeeper of Yang's medicine shop.

He kowtowed. He knocked until his skin was torn and blood was dripping.

Finally, he learned how to boil medicine.

Half an hour later.

The medicine was finally ready.

The boy carefully took the medicine pot off the stove with a towel as a cushion.

Then, he picked up the string of candied haws from the chopping board.

The bright red fruits were covered with orange sugar syrup.

The boy swallowed hard.

For four or five years, the boy would buy a string of candied haws every day.

Unfortunately, he had never tasted even one.

Because the medicine was very bitter.

Very bitter.

"" Knock knock~"

The boy picked up a kitchen knife and chopped the whole string of candied haws into pieces.

Then he poured all the crumbs into the medicine jar.

He picked up the wooden stick, put it in his mouth and sipped it carefully.

The boy murmured,"It's so sweet."~"

……

""Mom, drink the medicine." The boy watched his mother drink the medicine in the big white bowl.

"Mom, it's not bitter, right?"

The woman smiled and said,"It's not bitter, not bitter at all. Not only is it not bitter, it also has a bit of sweet and sour taste."

"The medicine my son brews is much better than those brewed by the masters in Yang's medicine shop.

……

That night, the boy couldn't sleep.

He felt like he was on fire and couldn't fall asleep.

"Is this... the two most bizarre poisons in the world?!"

The internal organs seemed to be placed on a red iron plate, sizzling and oozing oil.

The boy sleeping in the east wing curled up his thin body, biting the quilt tightly with his teeth, trying hard not to scream.

"I don't want to die~"

"What if my mother dies?~"

"God, please have mercy on me and let me live a few more years, okay?~"

……

The sun rises in the east.

Under Mount Buzhou.

Deep in the cave.

Zhu Jiuyin, wearing white clothes whiter than snow and barefoot, sits cross-legged in front of the fruit mountain.

All around him, there are objects scattered on the ground.

There are iron swords, long knives, kitchen knives, axes, hoes, shovels, etc. They were all discarded by the group of white-haired rats that were killed by Zhu Jiuyin and howled a few years ago.

Now they are rusty.

Zhu Jiuyin, who had been comprehending the"Fallen Flowers Sword Technique" for a night, slowly opened his eyes.

The red vertical pupils shone brightly in the dim environment.

Like a flame burning in the dark night.

Standing up, Zhu Jiuyin opened the five fingers of his right palm. With a whoosh, an iron sword was captured from the air.

Zhu Jiuyin, holding the iron sword lightly, stood still.

His eyes were cold.

His blood was cold.

His heart was cold.

""Zheng~"

The next second, the iron sword trembled slightly. The sword sounded like a dragon's roar.

Zhu Jiuyin was as quiet as a virgin, and as fast as thunder.

The tall figure was like a white scarlet ribbon, flying up and down in the cave.

The sword energy surged like rolling waves.

Amid the clanging sound, the sword energy rolled, plowing sword marks on the ground and the cave wall.

""Huh~"

The figure that was as graceful as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon suddenly stopped.

Zhu Jiuyin bent his fingers and flicked the sword blade.

""Dang~"

The blade made a long sound.

With a sigh of relief, Zhu Jiuyin smiled slightly and whispered:"In one word, so handsome"

《The"Falling Flower Sword Technique" has been mastered. It is more than enough to teach a nine-year-old boy who has no hair.

Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin's expression changed.

In human form, he stretched out his forked scarlet snake tongue to collect and distinguish the smell.

He learned the identity information of the intruder.

""Zheng~"

With a wave of his long sleeves, the iron sword shot out with a sound of breaking through the air, and with a clang, it sank into 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 innocently and called softly

"You were running so fast yesterday, why are you smiling so happily today?"

Zhu Jiuyin put his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes.

The boy said shyly:"Master, the fruit you gave me yesterday was not poisonous."

"Last night, I had a terrible stomachache and thought I was going to die."

"I never thought it was just diarrhea"

"After going to the toilet several times, I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and full of energy."

"Master, other people's children are born after ten months of pregnancy."

"I was only a little over nine months old, and I was weak and sickly since I was a child."

"So, it's because of the fruit that Master gave me, right?"

Zhu Jiuyin looked at him sideways:"You are so young, but you are quite talented."

The boy was only nine years old.

Zhu Jiuyin had seen children of this age, such as Li Bai, Han Xin, and Luna, who were all better than the other at playing.

When the six of them started playing the game of Chi Kun, they were all very good at it.

However, that was all.

""Child, go pick some peaches for me first."

After an incense stick of time,

Zhu Jiuyin and the boy were eating peaches, sitting cross-legged facing each other.

The peaches that he had been thinking about for twenty years were indeed very juicy.

After eating about ten peaches, Zhu Jiuyin wiped his hands.

He looked at the boy and asked,"Ah,……"

"Master, my name is A Fei, which means"Flying Bird"."

"Stupid bird, tell me your dream."

The boy was stunned for a moment.

Then he lowered his head and thought.

Dream?!

What the hell is a dream?