Long Ao Marvel

"Whoa-whoa-"

The loud cry of the baby broke the silence, just like a pebble thrown into water causing ripples, and the whole small village suddenly became active.

Ding Desheng was so anxious that he rubbed his hands and walked around in circles in the yard. When he heard the crying coming from the house, his whole body trembled. The next second he wanted to push the door open and rush in. The people who were guarding outside the house

The village woman quickly stopped him: it was unlucky for a man to enter the delivery room. But this old man had only given birth to such a child when he was over 40 years old. He was so excited that he could not care about it.

Just as everyone was pushing and shoving, the door opened, and Po Wen came out happily, smiling at Old Man Ding and saying, "Congratulations to Old Man Ding, you got a big fat boy!" Ding Desheng was heartbroken when he heard this.

I was so happy that I almost burst out of my chest, and quickly asked: "My child's mother..."

"Peace, peace, peace, mother and son!"

Amidst the congratulations from everyone, Ding Desheng ran to the door of the small courtyard, knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed three times to the sun.

He is a veteran who has participated in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam. The war situation in Vietnam is complicated. He has killed Vietnamese soldiers and civilians. After he retired and returned to his hometown, a fortune teller gave him a divination, saying that he was too dangerous to kill people.

If there are too many, I'm afraid there will be no future in this life.

Later, through matchmaking, he married a girl from the village. He was already quite old when he retired. The two of them had worked hard for many years, but there was still no movement in the wife's stomach. Just when he decided to accept his fate, he unexpectedly gave birth to a son.

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This is really a blessing from God! At this time, Old Man Ding was already in tears.

In the Xuzhou area in the late 1980s, people's living standards were generally below the subsistence level. Ding Village was located in a remote area, and the villagers relied entirely on their own fields to survive. With no other source of income, their lives were miserable. But Ding Desheng was different.

He relied on a self-modified shotgun and the precise marksmanship he had learned on the battlefield. When he was not busy with farm work, he went up to the mountains to hunt. Every time there was a harvest, their family had never stopped eating meat for so many years. If they hunted wild boars and muntjacs,

He also distributed large animals of this kind to the villagers, so he earned a good reputation. In addition, his good skills were enough to impress the local gangsters, and the villagers elected Ding Desheng as the head of Ding Village.

Now that Village Chief Ding is happy to have a son, everyone is also happy, and the village is as lively as a festival. When the child was one month old, Ding Desheng took all the foreign wine seized from the Vietnamese soldiers, regardless of the brand.

When he came out, he asked a few aunties in the village who were good at big pot cooking to help him and set up a running banquet for a day. Although he spent all his money on it, he couldn't help but make people happy! He seemed to have laughed more this month than he had in the past three years combined.

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During the dinner, he took his son out to show off. Look at this kid: he has a tiger-like head and a thick head, and his eyebrows and eyebrows are exactly the same as his father's. He looks at everyone with a pair of big eyes, showing no timidity at all. He also stretches out two fat short arms towards him.

Everyone waved, as if to express their indignation that they had eaten their own rations, which made everyone laugh. Everyone who saw it would praise: This doll is so handsome!

Ding Desheng held his son in front of his eyes. The more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with it. He really didn't want to let go for a moment.

"Brother Ding, the child is one month old, it's time to give him a name!" someone shouted. Everyone started discussing it. Of course, the villagers' education level was limited, so the name they chose would definitely not sound good.

Ding Desheng looked at his fat son in his arms, thought for a moment, and said, "Having you, your father, is like winning a strategic high ground in a war. In this way, you can be called Ding Lue!"

The little baby clicked his mouth twice, not understanding what the adults were saying. Now he was very hungry and just wanted to go back to his mother for milk.

The feeling of hunger accompanies Ding Lue as he grows from a baby to a teenager. He always doesn't have enough to eat, not because there is a lack of food at home, but because the appetite is too large. When he is 7 years old, the bowl he eats has exceeded his.

His father became the eldest member of the family.

Xiao Ding's character is very similar to that of his father. He has been a warm-hearted and sensible child since he was a child. He can help the elderly in the village with work in his free time. The villagers like him very much and often pick wild fruits and give him eggs. So he has been growing up since he was a child.

He never lacked food in his pocket and lived a carefree life.

When Ding Lue was three years old, her family added a younger sister to her family. She was like her father. When her parents were working in the fields, he would

They have to take care of their sister's food and daily life. The two brothers and sisters have a very good relationship. Ding Lue regards his sister as more important than his own life. A family of four squeezes into one room and lives a tight life, but they are happy and happy. The neighbors often

Can hear their laughter.

Decades later, Ding Lue has already become a well-known superhero, one of the most powerful people on earth, and has won the support and love of the people. However, what he misses most is still the broken house when he was a child, and his childhood.

Every time I think about the past, I can’t help but laugh out loud. I don’t know how many times I have been ridiculed by Liu Zheng and other bad friends for this.

Happy times always pass by very quickly, and five years passed by in the blink of an eye.

In the autumn of 1993 in the north, the climate was much better than in the 21st century. The sky was high and clear, and white clouds seemed to be floating in the blue sea. The southerly wind of reform and opening up blew throughout the country, and also brought huge changes to Ding Village. The golden

Ears of wheat and plump fruits are everywhere filled with the atmosphere of harvest and abundance.

The colorful golden pheasant walks among the bushes, lowering its head from time to time to look for edible grass seeds or insects, but little does it know that the hunter who is also hungry has already set his sights on it. There are many grains of rice scattered on the ground not far away, which is a rare delicacy.

, it watched vigilantly for a while, and found no danger, so it quickly pounced on it and started to peck at it.

There was a slight noise in the distance. Before the golden pheasant could react, a stone the size of a fingernail hit its eye. The huge impact instantly shattered its skull and took away its life.

Three and a half-year-old children ran over laughing and joking. The taller one was about four or five years old, with a resolute face and bright eyes. He was holding a slingshot. This was a gift from his father for his birthday last year.

, is now his treasure that he never leaves. It is not difficult to hit the golden pheasant from 20 meters away. The other child is as big as him, with a round head, red lips and white teeth. He looks very lucky, like a doll in a New Year painting. He picks up the golden pheasant from the ground.

, loudly praising the sharpshooter, the youngest girl, wearing a red coat and two braids, followed the tall boy step by step.

The tall boy holding the slingshot is Ding Lue, the short boy is his cousin Ding Kan, and the little girl is his sister Ding Xiaoqian. When both boys are growing, they exercise a lot and finish lunch early.

When he was hungry, he saw that his parents were busy in the fields, so Ding Lue took his sister and the three of them ran to the woods next to the village to find something to eat. Now that they were done, they couldn't bear it any longer. One of the boys had his hair plucked out and his belly disemboweled.

, one person gathered firewood to make a fire, and soon, the plump chicken was placed on the fire.

The children sat around the bonfire and watched the pheasant spitting oil. They thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world. After waiting for a while, before the roast chicken was cooked, Xiaoqian fell asleep in Ding Lue's arms.

The two boys got bored and started chatting.

"Kanzi, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Ding Lue was afraid that his sister would catch cold, so he held her tightly in his arms.

Ding Kan thought for a while and shook his head: "I have never thought about farming like my parents. Xiaolue, what about you?"

The bonfire was reflected in Ding Lue's clear eyes, burning brightly. Without any hesitation, he replied: "I want to be a soldier!"

"Don't think about it." Ding Kan said, "My uncle is your only son, and he won't let you go."

Ding Lue lowered his head and glanced at his sister in his arms, stroking her hair with an expression like a little adult. He said softly: "My father said that there are many bad people in this world, including American devils, Japanese devils, and Vietnamese devils.

They all want to bully us. My father is a soldier, and I want to be a soldier too. My father is old and can no longer fight bad guys. It is my turn to protect the village, my parents and my little sister."

Ding Kan looked at Ding Lue. His little mind couldn't understand that his cousin was only a few months older than him, but he looked like an adult no matter how he looked.

He was about to say, "I want to go with you!", but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a faint shout, and the two of them looked up in the direction of the source of the sound.

"Ahhhhh~~~~!"

The cry fell from the sky, something hit the tree crown, there was a crackling sound, branches were broken, leaves flew, and then there was a heavy falling sound. The two boys had newborn calves, they didn't feel scared, they just looked at each other in surprise.

, don’t know how to tell

What happened?

Ding Kan was about to go over and take a look when he heard the rustling of the bushes and a man pushed aside the bushes and walked over.

This is an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair. He is tall and must have a Taoist spirit in normal times. But now he is in a very embarrassed state. His Taoist robe has been hung with several holes in the branches and his hair is disheveled. Fortunately, he is not injured.

Seeing that his miserable condition was seen by the two children, the old Taoist priest was not embarrassed at all. He put his hair back in a ponytail with an unfathomable expression on his face and said with a smile: "You two little friends, old Taoist priests."

I haven’t eaten for three days, so I came here following the smell. Can I share this roast chicken with you two?”

The children just thought he was a helpless old man, so they agreed generously. The old man was overjoyed, walked over and grabbed the roast chicken with one hand, and was not afraid of burning it. He pulled off the chicken legs and handed them to the two children, who started to eat them without politeness.

The old Taoist priest dug around in his arms and pulled out a gourd like a magic trick. He enjoyed it with a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat. He didn't forget to ask the names of the two children during the process. It seemed that he was really hungry. After a while,

In a matter of seconds, he chewed up the whole roasted chicken with the bones intact. Then he exhaled happily, let out a long burp, and sat down on the rock without moving.

"Uncle, why did you fall from the tree?" Ding Lue asked.

The old Taoist stretched out his finger and pointed upward, saying: "It's not on the tree, it's in the sky. The old Taoist's flying sword had developed spiritual wisdom, and he had an argument with me in the air and dropped me. Well, wait until I find it.

When it comes back, it will be severely punished. What about it, do you want to follow the old path and go back to the mountain to practice?"

Ding Lue and Ding Kan both shook their heads in disbelief.

"Haha, we're not going to learn your 'tree-colliding magic'~" Ding Kan said with a smile.

The old Taoist priest was so angry that he puffed his beard and stared: "Children's words are not forbidden, children's words are not forbidden, little children don't understand good people's hearts. If you learn the magic I teach well, you will not be able to let you go freely, even if you have to move mountains and fill seas."

It’s not a bad idea!”

"Bragging!" Ding Kan made a face at the old Taoist priest, and whispered in Ding Lue's ear, "Is this old man's head broken? He is talking so much nonsense. Could it be that we have encountered a bad guy?"

Bar?"

The old Taoist priest pointed at the two and a half-year-old children. He was choked and could not speak. He hummed twice, kneaded the magic formula with his hands and read loudly: "Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all qi. Cultivate for hundreds of millions of kalpas.

Prove my magical power...the wisdom of the cave is clear, and the five energies are soaring. The golden light appears quickly, protecting the real person. It is as urgent as the law!"

As the last word "Ling" was spoken, the old man's tall and thin figure instantly burst out with strong golden light. The two children hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands. When the light gradually dimmed and they looked again, a magical scene happened.

The dead grass under the old Taoist priest's feet actually came to life, and the emerald green that represented life was still spreading rapidly around. The golden leaves on the trees turned green, and beautiful flowers bloomed in the grass. Even the chickens they used to roast

Thin buds sprouted from all the firewood. After a while, the woods they were in became leafy and lush, as if they were back in spring.

"It turns out that... there really is a god!" Ding Kan was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. Ding Lue also hugged his unconscious sister tightly in his arms, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

“Forever and ever.

The reason why heaven and earth can last forever is because they do not generate themselves, so they can live forever.

Therefore, the sage follows his body and comes first; his body is outside and his body exists.

Isn’t it because he is selfless? That’s why he can be selfish.”

The old Taoist priest sang a strange song, the rhythm was simple and beautiful, as if it contained the rules for the operation of the entire world.

"The body of the Tao is not born and dies, and the truth is self-explanatory. The poor Taoist is a pure Yangzi." The Taoist priest walked up to the children, leaned down, and looked at them with squinted eyes, with an indescribable weird look in his eyes. He smiled and said

: "I see that these little friends are very good-natured, and what's more rare is that they are kind-hearted. They will definitely achieve great things in the future. Today you and I have formed a good relationship, and I will express what I just demonstrated to my heart.

The Dharma "Secret of Immortality" is passed down to you. I hope you can practice diligently and don't let down the gift from God."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the two of them could react, he stretched out his finger and pointed between their eyebrows.