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Towering mountains, continuous, misty.
At a glance, over the fog shrouded forest, there was a loud and clear call, and a crane was flying by.
The branches and leaves of the ancient trees, which are about 100 feet in size, block out the sun. The hot sun leaves only a little light on the ground. At the same time, it roasts the fragrance of plants, which looks like a fairyland on earth.
In the woods, a small figure gradually clear, struggling to run forward.
This is a boy about the age of twelve or thirteen. His coarse cloth clothes are sewn with patches, his black hair is scattered around his shawl, and his smart big eyes are constantly turning. He has more adult wisdom and a more free and easy face.
"Firewood here, firewood there..."
"Picking ginseng on the way to collect firewood..."
"Cut down trees after eating ginseng..."
"Polish your body to cultivate immortals..."
The boy was singing a popular song, holding an axe, and running towards the deep forest. Not far behind him was a strong man in his forties, holding a bow and crossbow. The green light on it flickered, as if he had spat poison.
The strong man was staring at the surrounding environment, as if he was guarding against the attack of some fierce beast, and his face was dripping with sweat.
"Well?"
Walking, the strong man frowned, nose slightly shrunk, seems to have found something strange taste.
I saw his eyes sharp sweep, toward a direction to see, showing a nervous abnormal appearance.
"Mo'er!"
The strong man called in a low voice, and the child stopped and hid beside an old tree.
"Dad. Is there a fierce animal? "
The boy put out his head and asked softly.
The strong man hesitated and said, "it tastes like dog blood. You wait here. I'll have a look. Maybe Chuang Tzu of Er Gouzi's family is surrounded by coyotes. I'll go and have a look. "
"Dad. Be careful The child shrinks his neck and carefully looks at the direction the strong man touches. He doesn't know what to say.
The strong man walked step by step. When he was near, he saw a few coyotes tearing around a man. But soon the coyotes howled, as if they had been hurt.
The strong man looked at it carefully. The bitten figure was covered with blood. He lay there quietly, like a corpse. And those coyotes, with blood dripping from their mouths, looked as if they were injured.
"Why?"
The strong man's eyes were fixed, and he murmured, "is there a breath after being bitten by so many mountain dogs? Well, you're lucky to meet me today. "
After that, the strong man aimed his crossbow at a coyote, whizzing out a crossbow and stabbing it in the Coyote's abdomen. Then, under the whizzing sound, each arrow was inserted into the belly of a coyote, and the coyote gradually lost its voice under the pitiful howling sound.
The strong man walked over cautiously. After finishing the dog's life, he looked very happy.
"Hey, hey, these fur can sell for a good price ~"
Then, regardless of the man beside him, the strong man took out a skinning knife and began to work among the coyotes. The boy smelled the peeling sound of comb, also rushed over, his face also showed a surprise.
"Dad. These fur can be sold for a ding of silver
The boy also started, and soon put a few dog skins into the strong man's backpack and stood up with a smile on his face.
"Thanks to this big brother, we have solved these coyotes so easily. Give him a quick bandage, the injury may not be light
The strong man wiped a sweat and ordered.
When the boy heard the words, he patted his forehead. Then he saw the bloody man around him. He quickly walked over and took some green plaster from his waist bag and wiped it away from the blood stains on the man.
"Why?" As soon as the boy wiped it, he turned his head in surprise and said, "Dad, the bloodstain on this man belongs to a coyote. He was not hurt at all."
Hearing the speech, the strong man's face changed. He quickly came over and began to check the man's body. A moment later, he took a cool breath and said, "my dear, my body is so polished that I can't be a disciple of the Xiuxian sect."
"It's a fairy!" The boy was surprised, and then murmured: "impossible, the immortal can't even beat a few wild dogs."
"Forget it. Get him back to the village. " After thinking about it, the strong man tried to pick up the man, but he almost fell to the ground.
"How heavy!"
The strong man's face changed. It seemed that he thought of something and ran to the direction he came.
"Mo'er, look at this little brother. I'll call someone."
The boy nodded heavily and looked at the man in front of him in surprise. The man has long black hair. He is very handsome. I don't know if it's an illusion. There is a purple light on his body, which soon dissipates. The boy is stunned.
"It's a fairy indeed!"
The boy began to kneel down to the ground and murmured, "the sky is bright, the earth is bright, and the immortal brother is bright!"
It seemed that kneeling had an effect, and the man's eyelids opened and closed slightly, and opened slowly.
"Fairy, fairy."
The boy looked happy and knelt down to climb up to the man.
"Well." The man gasped weakly and said a language that the boy didn't understand, but the boy understood what the man meant.
"Water, right."
The boy untied a water bag from his waist and handed it to him.
The man gulped down the water in the water bag with a few gulps, and then he got some strength and stood up with the ancient tree.
“#¥%@……!@”
The man said a boy's unknown language, then looked at the boy's appearance, a very anxious appearance, as if trying to express something.
Soon, the strong man came back.
But the boy showed a helpless look.
"Not a fairy." The boy shook his head and said, "if it's a fairy, we can learn what we say, father. He doesn't have the ability. I'm afraid he came from other places. "
Hearing the speech, the strong man sighed, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "take it back. Look at this guy's strong body. He should be a good hand at cutting down trees."
Soon, people with men, toward the direction of the past.
Time flies by in the process of cutting down trees. In a twinkling of an eye, three years have passed.
In the woods, boys have grown into teenagers.
In the woods, Wang Mo wields an axe and cuts the iron wood in front of him. His sweat falls and drops on the rotten leaves.
"Brother Lilo. Haven't you recalled your past yet? "
Wipe a sweat, Wang Mo said with a sigh.
"Well, after such a long time, I remember my name was Li Luo, and I forgot everything else. If you're really a disciple of the Xiuxian sect, you'll be OK. "
This person is no other than Li Luo! But at this time, he had lost his memory, and even had no energy on his body.
Li Luo wiped the sweat on his forehead, sighed a little, and said, "is it true or false that you said tianxuanmen recruited apprentices?"
Wang Mo said: "of course, it's true, but with brother Li's age and age, there is no chance to cultivate immortals."
Li Luo sighed a little and said, "if you don't cultivate immortals, you don't cultivate immortals. You have deducted my salary for three years on the ground of teaching me to speak. If you can't be an immortal, I have to come back with interest!"
"Ah?" Wang Mo felt his head with a guilty heart and said, "when I eat wild ginseng these days and cut down trees for such a long time, my body will reach the fourth level of refining meat. At least I can get a disciple of Tianxuan gate."
"Good. Your brother Li supports you Li Luo laughed. With a strong wave and a click, the iron wood in front of him broke.
"I'll take this iron wood tree and sell it for money." Wang Mo's face showed a touch of cunning. He dragged the iron wood to a cart prepared in advance and dragged the cart toward the distance.
Watching Wang Mo leave, Li Luo is lost in thought.
"Who am I?"
"Ah
Li luodun felt a sharp pain in his head when he was in a coma.
"Big brother Li!" In the distance, a beautiful woman saw Li Luo fall down and ran over with a scream.