Chapter 689

"Smelly boy, don't sleep. Get up and get some food for the Taoist priest."

In a hazy way, Muyi felt that his ass had been kicked. The sound was very familiar, but with a strange feeling. When he was going to ignore it and continue to sleep, a consciousness suddenly ran through his heart and made him suddenly get up.

"Where is this?"

In the eye, there was a broken Taoist temple with air everywhere. At the moment, he was sleeping under a desk. Just because he got up in a hurry, he even touched his head. At the same time, he also saw that the man who kicked him was the old way in the depths of his memory.

"You, you're not dead?" Mu Yi lost his voice in shock. Then he found that his voice became tender. He bowed his head and small hands and arms, which almost made him wonder if he was dreaming.

"Bastard, smelly boy, dare to curse the Taoist priest." then Mu Yi felt a pain in his head, but saw the Taoist priest blowing his beard and staring at him.

"No, i... Mu Yi just wanted to explain something, but he found that some memories in his mind began to become blurred, like a force making him forget all this.

"What am I? Don't you hurry to get something to eat? When you're full, the Taoist priest will take you to make money." the Taoist priest looked at Mu Yi and said.

"Oh."

Mu Yi felt dizzy, as if he had forgotten something very important. At the same time, some of his original memories floated out. It has been six years since he was picked up by the Taoist priest in luanfenggang. He should be twelve this year. Unfortunately, there was no memory before the age of six. The Taoist priest told him that he was six years old when he found him. Now, He followed the old Taoist priest and wandered in the Jianghu for six years.

It can be said that everything he has now is given by the old Taoist. Although the old Taoist is often irresponsible, in Mu Yi's heart, the old Taoist is his closest person, so he just got up and walked outside after being confused for a while. Moreover, he doesn't know how many times he has done this kind of thing.

At this time, it was dawn outside, but the weather was a little cold. Muyi came all the way to the place where he sold steamed bread. He just touched his pocket and found that he had only enough copper money to buy a steamed bread, which he had forgotten before.

If you only buy a steamed bread, not to mention the old man, he is not enough, but now, where can you get money?

"Xiao Jiaohua, go away quickly and don't disturb my business." just when Mu Yi hesitated, the boss selling steamed bread scolded him. At present, Mu Yi was wearing an old Taoist robe. Although he had a Taoist crown, he was called Xiao Jiaohua, which didn't wronged him.

Hearing the boss's words, Mu Yi frowned slightly and couldn't help looking at the other party, but unexpectedly, he found that the boss had a gray forehead and was surprised in his heart.

"Isn't this what the Taoist priest said about bad luck? Just how can I see this? Am I open my eyes?" Muyi thought with some shock. He followed the Taoist priest all over the world in recent years and didn't know how much he had done to catch ghosts and go to disaster. He understood a lot just by being influenced by him. At present, the appearance of the other party is clearly a manifestation of bad luck, but it's only gray, At most, it's just spending money. There won't be too much trouble. If it turns red, it's a disaster of blood, and black is a danger of life.

"Boss, according to the track, you've had bad luck. You'll have bad luck in a moment or three." Muyi looked at the boss of the steamed bread shop and said.

"Son of a bitch, how dare you curse me." the boss was so angry that he grabbed the stick on one side and wanted to chase Mu Yi. Seeing this, Mu Yi ran away. He's not a fool. How can he wait there to be beaten? At the same time, I secretly regret that I didn't talk much just now. Now I can't even buy a steamed bread.

The steamed bread shop owner saw that Mu Yi escaped and didn't go after him. He just scolded. Just as he continued to sell steamed bread there, there was a hurried sound of horses' hoofs in the street, and then a fast horse ran past. Pedestrians on the road avoided one after another. The steamed bread shop owner also stretched out his brain bag to see. But for some reason, he suddenly tripped under his feet and rushed forward, The big steamer with more than ten layers of steamed bread next to it was directly pushed down by him, and at this time, the fast horse also came near.

"Die."

The man on the horse was a Jianghu man who reluctantly grabbed the horse, but he was very angry. Especially when he saw that the culprit was not far away, he immediately grabbed the whip hanging in front and beat it hard on the boss of the steamed bread shop. After hearing the other party's scream, the man was slightly relieved. Maybe he continued to urge the horse to leave because of something, leaving only the steamed bread scattered all over the ground, And the steamed bread shop owner lying there screaming.

At this time, Mu Yi was stunned. He thought he was just wrong. He didn't expect retribution to come so quickly. Isn't it a situation of breaking money to look at each other? Plus the pain of flesh and skin.

When this happened, Muyi didn't want to leave. He came to the steamed bread shop owner and said, "do you believe in the trail now?"

"You... The boss of the steamed bread shop wanted to teach Muyi a lesson when he saw Muyi coming. However, he saw Muyi staring slightly. He felt cold at the bottom of his heart. When he thought of what had just happened, he was already afraid.

"The Taoist priest, I've just been rude." the steamed bread shop owner got up and said politely. The waiter in the shop was busy picking up the steamed bread, but he invited Muyi into the shop. Before long, Muyi came out with a big white steamed bread and a few liang of silver, As for the price, he drew a disaster relief talisman for the steamed bread shop owner. Anyway, he has followed the Taoist priest for a long time. He has also learned a lot of these talismans. Painting casually can still deceive people.

"Old man, I've opened my eyes." Muyi hurried back to the Taoist temple, looked at the old Taoist and shouted.

"It's all Jianghu rumors. Do you believe it?" the old Taoist said angrily.

"It's true."

Then Muyi said what happened in detail. However, no matter how Muyi swore, the Taoist priest didn't believe it, and even persuaded him in turn, so that Muyi gave birth to an illusion. Was it really my fault?

In the next few days, Muyi wandered along with the old Taoist priest, and did two more dharmas and made some money. However, most of them were bought by the old Taoist priest. These days, Muyi had a little impact. He found that he had more and more strange places. For example, his eyes could see something that ordinary people could not see, For example, the talisman he drew actually works. For example, when he goes to bed at night, he often dreams of something. For example, he has become a master and is still a great flag bearer. For example, he has gone to the underworld and can fly.

However, these dreams were so many and messy that he didn't remember much at all. Later, even he felt that he was just dreaming. As for what happened to him, he told the Taoist priest more than once, but the Taoist priest didn't believe it every time, so later, Muyi could only experience it silently.

In the twinkling of an eye, Muyi wandered in the Jianghu with the old Taoist for another two years. In the past two years, he did the basic Dharma, so he saw more things, and even saw ghosts several times. However, Muyi didn't kill them and always felt that they were pathetic.

Gradually, Mu Yi also accepted the mystery that happened to him. He only dreamed occasionally. In the dream, someone was calling him to wake him up, but every time he really woke up, the things in the dream would be slowly forgotten.

The only thing that worries Muyi is that Lao Dao's health is getting worse day by day. Until that day, they came to a place called Funiu town. Just stepping here, Muyi suddenly felt familiar with it. His first thought is Funiu Mountain. It seems that there is a broken Taoist temple on the mountain.

But then Mu Yi shook his head. He came for the first time. How can he know these things?

I just don't know if it's fate. Finally, Muyi came to Funiu Mountain with the old Taoist priest, because the old Taoist priest said that Feng Shui here is good, and even if he dies, he will die here. When looking at the familiar and strange Taoist temple, Muyi was stunned. No one found a flash of fear in his eyes. Suddenly, Muyi had the idea of leaving here, And the farther he left, the better, but the old Taoist's body couldn't help tossing. He could only stay in the end, but the bad feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and his heavenly eye found that the dead spirit on the old Taoist was getting heavier and heavier, which could hardly be dissolved.

But in the face of all this, he was powerless and could only watch helplessly. None of his desperate symbols could work. Even the doctor shook his head and said there was nothing he could do. Only the old Taoist seemed to be very open and kept pulling Muyi to say something he didn't understand.

Finally, the old Taoist left. Mu Yi, like a wooden man, handled everything of the old Taoist under the control of instinct. The death of the old Taoist was undoubtedly a great blow to him. Perhaps it was because he was too sad. There were more and more memory fragments in his mind, but he couldn't connect them together. Even whenever he wanted to see more clearly, he began to blur.

A few days later, Mu Yi suddenly found the copper lamp and was stunned because he caught a memory fragment, which seemed to say that the copper lamp was a treasure, but at present, no matter what he did, he couldn't make the copper lamp master. Finally, in a rage, Mu Yi threw the copper lamp to the ground. After a while, the copper lamp split in two, but it was directly broken, It can no longer be used. It's different from what I remember.

"Maybe it's really just a dream."

After seeing this truth, Muyi seemed to wake up all at once. In the past, it was like a dream. Only the death of the old Taoist priest, that kind of sadness, could not dissipate.

That night, Muyi fell into a deep sleep and suddenly heard a noise outside.