The young man struggled to stand up, knelt down on the ground with all his strength, and kowtowed to the old man: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life. I will never forget this in my life."

The young man lay quietly on the ground. The old man shook his head, took a sip of wine, and carefully tasted the cheap wine that cost twenty cents a bottle. He felt a bad taste in his mouth and heart, "What do you mean?"

The young man looked sternly, "I want to live, practice martial arts, and take revenge."

The burly old man said in a deep voice: "You are so lost now that you can't say anything. You are still young. We will talk about revenge later. Don't be blinded by hatred. I am not an expert, but I am just a bad old man. Save you."

It was just a moment of pity that your mother put you in my hands and decided to die. I was originally a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. When I saw the look in your mother's eyes hoping that you would live, the old man got carried away and killed you.

Saved. I was also afraid that if someone was chasing you along the way, I would abandon you and let them take you away. Fortunately, we were walking on remote roads along the way and did not meet anyone chasing you.

.Old man, I don’t have much ability, so I can only take you to my house along the way. The town I live in is small and remote, so I just want to take you to live there first. As for the future, we will see it step by step. You lie down

Being on the ground and not getting up is nothing more than hoping that I will accept you as my disciple. However, the old man has no skills and can't teach you anything. I really can't agree to you hastily. You can stay with me in the town for a while. If you decide to stay in the town

, you stay, if you decide to go out and look for opportunities, you leave. What do you think?"

The young man slowly straightened up, tears suddenly bursting down his face. The emotions that had been hidden for more than twenty days burst out like water from the Yellow River bursting its banks. Only then did people remember that the young man was only eight years old.

The old man gently stroked the young man's head and said softly: "My surname is Bai. From now on, you will call me Lao Bai. What is your name?"

"Xu Tianran. Double Xu, natural and natural."

Old Man Bai took another sip of wine: "What a good name."

The young man secretly made up his mind. His mother said that he would live a good life. Naturally, he listened to his mother's words the most and he would definitely live a good life.

The young man's eyes drifted to the fish soup spilled on the ground. Old Man Bai knelt down, filled another bowl of fish soup, and handed it to the young man. The young man grabbed the broken wooden bowl and ate the fish soup in big gulps, grinning from the heat.

Old Man Bai gently stroked the young man's head: "Drink slowly, there is still a lot in the pot."

The young man drank the fish soup with the salty taste of tears and nodded gently.

Old Man Bai carried the young man onto the skinny horse. As soon as someone sat on the back of the listless horse, he suddenly became restless. He assumed a duel posture as if his proud noble dignity had been violated, and was ready to kill the young man immediately.

Throw it to the horizon.

Old Man Bai glared at the thin horse, and then said gently: "Ah Huang, be obedient."

The thin horse immediately calmed down, and obediently carried the strange boy on his back, and walked on the road back to his hometown. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadows of the boy and the thin horse were stretched extremely long, and the burly old man looked even burlier.

The young man who had lowered his guard finally looked like a young man. From time to time he touched Ah Huang's neck or stroked Ah Huang's yellow hair, or impatiently asked Old Man Bai: "Old Bai, how long will it take for us to get to you?"

Home? I’ve been here for more than a month, why haven’t I arrived yet? My butt is about to be punctured by the yellow bones.”

Before speaking, Lao Bai always likes to take off the gourd from his waist. He looks like a master and drinks a small gourd of wine that he can't finish in a month. "It's almost there. As expected, time moves slowly for young people.

I like time to go faster, unlike a bad old man like me who wishes time could go slower and everything I do should go slower."

The young man pouted, faced the warm sunshine, and waved his sleeves. Sure enough, his clothes were better to wear. Then he thought of something and asked impatiently: "Old Bai, have you married a wife? I see.

You will definitely not be able to get a wife with your slovenly appearance. Who can live with you blindly? Although you look good, and it sounds like you have been studying for a few years when you talk, the most worthless person in the world is a scholar.

My mother said that the world is in chaos, warriors are in power, warlords are in power, and the people are in dire straits. From now on, I will stop being a scholar and become a practitioner. If I develop my skills, no one will be able to bully me, and I will be able to avenge my mother.

"

Lao Bai took off the silver-white wine gourd again and took a sip of wine in a decent manner: "There is nothing wrong with being a scholar. The world is in chaos, and more scholars are needed. Otherwise, if a warrior governs the country, he will just kill people. It will be miserable.

You are still an ordinary person. If you want to be a cultivator, develop your skills and be as carefree as the gods on the mountain, but your cultivation depends on heaven. Ask yourself, do you have those wonderful bones and innate spiritual veins?"

The young man thought for a while and continued to ask: "Old Bai, you are talking about it just to cover up your embarrassment of not having a wife. It's okay, I can understand it. After all, you are already a grown man. It is hard to talk about not having a wife."

It's a big deal. When I get ahead in life, I'll marry you a dozen or twenty-year-old daughter-in-law. Do you agree?"

A trace of sadness flashed across Lao Bai's face for the first time, and he drank again

He took a sip of wine. Although wine can make you forget your worries, it couldn't stop this little brat from holding his worries in front of him, unable to hide them.

The young man glanced at Lao Bai's depressed look and said distressedly: "Lao Bai, stop pretending. You have been drinking the gourd wine for more than a month. Even if you lick it in one gulp, you would have licked it clean. I know you are poor.

, otherwise you wouldn’t have always given me steamed buns as hard as rocks to eat along the way. Fortunately, my mother gave me a pair of good teeth, otherwise I would have starved to death on the roadside. But you also have to look at me.

These front teeth have just fallen out. I wonder if I have just reached the age of teeth replacement? When I gnawed on that hard steamed bun, several teeth that were about to become loose were bitten off in one breath."

After finishing speaking, the young man did not forget to open his mouth, accusing Lao Bai that there was a reason why his words always leaked, and it was all Lao Bai's fault.

After saying that, the young man was afraid that Lao Bai would be sad, so he comforted him: "Lao Bai, you are poor and you are a good person after all. When I come to your house, I will not despise you for being poor. You saved me and you are the smartest person in the world."

You are so lucky. From now on, I will give you my ideas and you will work hard. Let’s live a better life. I guarantee that our family will be the richest in a hundred miles within three years. By then, I will find you some girls with big breasts to warm your bed. I promise.

You are as happy as a god."

Lao Bai seemed to miss the young man who followed him silently at first. Under the young man's comfort, Lao Bai felt more and more heartbroken. Seeing Lao Bai's deflated look, Huang swung his tail happily.

The young man thought for a moment and then said: "Old Bai? You are quite old, so it would be better for you to marry a girl."

Ah Huang's tail draws a graceful arc, and he looks in a good mood.

The corner of Lao Bai's mouth twitched slightly, "Baby, you are more popular if you don't speak, but why are you so annoying when you speak? Who taught you all this talk?"

A trace of sadness flashed in the young man's eyes, and then disappeared. He changed his tone of indifference and said: "It's all taught by my mother. My mother taught me to be kind to others and consider others more. As the saying goes, don't do what you don't want others to do.

It seems that you are kind to others, so I have been caring about you and thinking about you along the way. Do you think my mother would feel more at ease if she knew that I am so sensible."

In a place that ordinary people couldn't detect, the young man's eyes dimmed, and a gust of wind blew from the young man's place. Ah Huang shivered with fright, and Lao Bai didn't notice it at all. It was a burst of murderous intent, which was so cold that it penetrated his heart.
Chapter completed!