The Path Toward Heaven

Twenty-three minutes later, the boy opened his eyes again, took off the dry clothes from the tree branch, put them on, looked at a certain mountain peak in the distance and disappeared again, and turned towards the lower reaches of the river.

相比 Compared to when he walked out of the lake, his footsteps became much more stable, as if he had learned to walk, or was used to this body.

There was fog on the bank of the Xi River. Fortunately, there were no rocks, and it was not difficult to walk. It didn't take long for him to walk down the mountain along the stream and came to a village.

The farmer hoeing in the fields, the old man pulling the cart and pulling the hay, the woman who delivered food to the middle of the mountain, and the children playing under the big tree at the village entrance gradually stopped their hands and stood in place.

The young boy in white walked towards the village.

The **** in the farmer's hand landed on the ground and almost smashed his feet.

The pipe in the old man's mouth fell down, and the hot donkey screamed in pain.

The daughter-in-law held the rice noodle in her arms tightly, but her mouth was wider than her mouth.

The children suddenly dispersed and shouted to run around the village. One of them was crying.

少年 The boy in white stopped and didn't understand what was happening.

The dense footsteps sounded, and the people in the mountain village gathered at the mouth of the village, with awe and tension on their faces.

一位 Under the guidance of an old man, the villagers knelt down awkwardly, shouting unevenly: "Meet the Lord Xianshi."

The look of the boy in white remains unchanged. Many years ago, he occasionally walked in mortal worlds. This scene was encountered many times.

But he soon discovered the anomaly. Why can these ordinary villagers recognize their true identity?

There is no answer to this question, because he did not ask, and the villagers will naturally not answer.

The villagers looked at him with great enthusiasm, and looked a little timid, just like looking at the plaque above the county official.

I was stared at by such dozens of lines of sight. The teenager was not panic. After thinking about it, he said, "Hello."

"Good Master!"

I was still the old man who took the lead, and the villagers responded with a chatter.

For a while, it seemed like a ritual.

The villagers saluted again, and some unresponsive children were beaten twice by their parents.

Wu Piansheng didn't cry, but just stared at the teenager's face, eyes widened, as if looking at the rarest candy in the world.

It was quiet, and the big tree swayed in the breeze, making a noise.

No villager dared to speak, maintaining the most respectful posture and standing slightly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the boy in white suddenly said, "I'm going to live here for a year."

老人 The old man was surprised, some couldn't believe his ears, and the villagers were also stunned. I wondered what the immortal master meant?

Looking at everyone's reaction, the boy in white looked for it in his memory and remembered something again. It seemed that money was very important in the world.

He reached out to the old man with dozens of gold leaves in his palm.

放在 If it is left in normal times, these villagers will be excited and fainted when they see these golden leaves, but at this time they just glanced at and looked at the boy in white again.

In their eyes, young boys in white look much better than these golden leaves, and how can they get them?

"Immortal Master Ken is our blessing to stay."

老 The old man said uneasily: "It's just the poor in the village, I can't find a place where the immortal master can repair it."

少年 The boy in white didn't know how much the old man thought about in such a short time, and what the villagers were thinking about.

Of course, he didn't care, just knowing that the other party should have agreed to his request, glanced over the villagers, and finally fell on a little boy.

The little boy was born a little dark, very strong, honest expression, giving a very simple feeling.

"Where do you live?"

The young boy in white looked at the little boy and said.

The little boy froze and did not respond until he was slapted heavily by the father beside him.

"Genba, don't hurry to show the way to the fairy!"

The old man shouted quickly.

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In a courtyard to the west of Bishan Village, the room was a little dark.

The little boy followed the warning on his father's way, respectfully saluting the boy in white, and was about to quit.

少年 The boy in white asked suddenly: "Name?"

The little boy stopped and said, "Liu Baogen."

The boy in white was silent for a while, and asked, "Age?"

The little boy said, "Ten years old."

"Baogen is not good."

少年 The boy in white said, "He will be ten years old."

The little boy touched his head.

Since then, he is ten years old.

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He walked out of the courtyard, Liu was ten years old and was surrounded by people in the village.

The old man asked with concern: "What did the immortal command?"

Tamarix was tenacious at the age of ten and said, "He asked me my age ... and gave me a name."

The old man was surprised when he heard the words, and the parents of the little boy were overjoyed and kept rubbing their hands.

At the age of ten, Tamarix didn't like the new name, and said with some grievances, "How can there be such a strange name."

My father raised his hand and was ready to fight. He suddenly remembered the immortal master in the house and forcibly forbeared it.

The elder elder taught: "The blessing given by the immortal master is such a blessing that ordinary people can't ask for it, but they can't talk nonsense."

At the age of ten, Tamariu suddenly thought of the last words in the room, and quickly said, "But he said he was not a fairy."

The villagers were a little puzzled, thinking what else could that be who is not an immortal master?

"I look at him like a fool."

At the age of ten, Tanagi said honestly, "He wants me to teach him."

The old man hesitated and asked, "Xian ... what do you want him to teach him?"

Tamarix said at the age of ten: "Make a bed and make quilts, do laundry, cook, chop firewood and farm. Well, that's all, I remember correctly."

The villagers were surprised, thinking that they would not even do these things. Is that the immortal teacher in the house really a fool? "

The old man laughed and said, "In Daqingshan, the immortal master has his own sword boy serving, drinking slurry and eating fairy fruit. Where can I do these things?"

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The next few days, the immortal master who lived in the Liu family became the center of all the attention and discussion in the whole small village.

The villagers naturally accepted the old man's statement and firmly believed in the identity of the immortal master.

唯一 The only thing they don't understand is why the immortal master didn't return to Daqingshan, but stayed in this small village, and the little guy in the Liu family who had accumulated eight blessings taught him to do these things.

Liu, ten years old who was envied or even jealous by the villagers, didn't understand it was such a simple matter. Why would anyone not?

That night, he began to teach the other party how to make a bed, because the other party needed to sleep.

清 In the early morning of the next day, he will also teach the other party how to overlap.

Then he found out that the other person had never really done such a thing!

他 When he found out that the other person would not do other things, he was really stupid.

"Don't pour out rice when pouring water!"

别 "Don't chop the wood too thin, it won't burn!"

"You can't ask for fish scales, you can't ask for fish gills, and you can't ask for those who are black ..."

"One knife on the left, one knife on the right, don't cut it, the clothes come out, right, right."

"That's not sweet potato, it's cold melon ... Hurry up and let go, the mother doesn't like to eat that."

"Don't go too deep!"

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Seeing the book before the age of ten, Liu Liu said that the grains are indistinguishable. UU reads www.uukanshu. com four bodies are unattended and have never believed that there are such people in the world.

Until he met the boy in white.

But nine days later, he began to doubt his thoughts again.

Because it took only nine days for the boy in white to learn everything he taught.

On the first day, the boy in white learned the easiest way to make beds, cut wood and burn water.

The next day, the boy in white learned some more complicated housework. The cleaned windows of the Liu family ’s courtyard were almost clean, as if they were freshmen.

On the third day, the boy in white started cooking and looked at it twice. Then he learned **** chicken, cut fish, and cut onions and garlic.

The fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day ...

On the ninth day, the sun rose as usual, and the boy in white cut some bamboo and made a lounge chair, which is better than the craftsmanship of the old smith.

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Now, the yiyi cucumber cut by the boy in white can be drawn to a length of two feet, and the thickness of each slice is exactly the same. As for the chopped wood, it is even more indescribable.

Tong Mingming is the same stream, the same rice, mixed with the same potato chips, using the same stove and iron pot, but the rice cooked by the boy in white is more fragrant than all the rice eaten by Liu Yanshi.

The young boy in white even rebuilt the courtyard wall in the small courtyard, and the eaves corners, which had been in disrepair for a long time, were patched up neatly, as if new.

At the age of ten, Tamariu found it difficult to doubt his identity.

Except the immortal master, who can do such a thing?

Alas, and he has not seen the boy in white wash his clothes.

He didn't understand why after doing so many things, the white coat was still so white, just like the best rice.

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(Suddenly thought of our little northeast wore a mink's garlic peeling sister ...)