Chapter 17 In the Mountains…

On the day and night of Shi Wuyuan, he went into his house, spread the rabbit jīng and the kingfisher away, as if he had lost his strength, and sat on the bed with his buttocks. It's too much, it's like it won't be a problem anymore.

About a cup of tea, he slowly came to his senses and felt uncomfortable. It was as if the whole world was turned upside down when he opened his eyes. He felt that he looked up at the road ahead, and the fog was filling the front. When it's full, and then look back at the back, I just feel that those things that have happened are not true.

Shi Wuyuan sat on the edge of the room, covering his chest, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he wanted to cry, but his expression was in place, and the cry had not yet brewed. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, kicked his shoes, walked barefoot to the ground like a thief, leaned on the side of the window cautiously, looked around, and found that there was no one watching in the yard at the door of the house. He was relieved after this, and planned to sit back and cry.

But when he sat back, he found that the tears that had just brewed had been held back again, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Too many things have happened in the past two days and one night. He was really sleepy and tired, so he fell down on the bed, his head was on the pillow, and he became confused. He was half asleep and half awake. Sweaty and awake again, he turned over and opened the bag that he had put aside, took the astrolabe in his arms, took out a small dagger, and hid it under the pillow, covering it with his head, with one hand there. , Then he breathed a sigh of relief and lay down again.

The next day, Bitan asked someone to bring him clothes. Shi hesitated for a while, and while others were not paying attention, he put the clothes under his nose and sniffed carefully, but there was nothing wrong with the smell, so he put on burlap and put on filial piety. .

As soon as he left Daozu's courtyard, someone followed him either intentionally or unintentionally. Shi Wuyuan calculated in his heart, it seems that it is temporarily impossible to run away. What are they going to do with me?

He seems to have some talent that is not visible in emotions and emotions. He has only lived for more than ten years and has always been on good terms with everyone. The first time he had a grudge against others, this talent was revealed. saw him quietly guarding Daozu's spirit in the mourning hall, and there were no tears on his face, but there was a faint yīn odor on his face, and he didn't look like a child.

Bitan observed him secretly for several days, and found that the naughty monkey suddenly became silent, and the whole person was different, as if he had changed from a hairy child to a teenager overnight. Shi Wuyuan was originally a guy who had to get up three feet without wind. He was familiar with everyone, and once he got used to it, he wouldn't stop when he opened his mouth. This time, he didn't want to talk to others anymore.

However, after all, he is young and not good enough. Although he works hard, he can still make people who are interested in seeing the clues.

Bitan found that every time someone approached him, Shi Wuyuan's whole body tensed up, and then he relaxed with a strange expression on his face. Although he tried his best to conceal his expression, it was always unnatural.

Banya was with him that day and stared at Shi Wuyuan for a while, then whispered to him: "Senior brother, look at him..."

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Master Bitan's face, and then said, "I always feel that this little brat seems to know something."

Bitan glanced at him, but did not answer the question.

Banya said again: "Brother, think about it, he claimed to be going to Cangyun Valley, but that day the holy car came, and the guards on the top of Jiulu Mountain were heavily guarded. How did he touch the altar all the way without knowing it?"

Bitan said slowly: "I think he was too small and was neglected by the guards."

Seeing that he didn't care, Banya hurriedly continued: "Brother, think about it, even if he was neglected by the guards and came in by himself, then he won't look for this little thing when he comes back...then...the place where the former sect lived. What are you doing running to the altar for no reason?"

Bitan turned to look at him.

Master Bitan has always had an excellent reputation on Jiulu Mountain. He treats people in a friendly manner and helps people everywhere. It is said that Daozu is the head of Xuanzong, but the head is more powerful after all, and he is not as good as him. Brother and sister are good friends. This person looks like a kind-hearted person.

At this moment, Bitan asked softly, "Junior Brother, what do you want to say?"

Banya didn't hesitate any longer and said, "I think there is something wrong with this little brat. Maybe something happened, and he wants to keep a low profile and wait for the opportunity to take revenge. Instead of this, let's cut the grass and get rid of the roots and come..."

He said, stretched out his hand to make a knife, and made a downward slashing gesture, with a ruthless look on his face. Bitan frowned.

Banya insisted: "Senior brother, I know that you are kind and kind. This little... boy can be regarded as the one we grew up with. Speaking of which, who doesn't have any feelings? It's just..."

Bitan suddenly raised his arm and pressed down his hand that was like a human being split, interrupting the words of the real person Banya, aggravating his tone, and said displeased: "Don't say it anymore, my Xuanzong has always been a famous and decent person for a hundred years. The middle-aged people in the family walk upright and sit upright, even if there is a rift, it is for the sake of the family, the country and the world.

"If he knew that Daozu was..."

Bitan waved her hand and said, "I'll wait until I'm ashamed, and he will know, so what?"

Seeing Banya still arguing, Bitan turned around and said to him sternly: "Today I can put my words here, for no reason I watched him grow up, he is a good boy, even if he is not good in the future, I will also take care of him myself. Hey, Bitan has been cultivating for many years, but it is not very useful, and I don't need to be wary of such a stubborn child like an enemy. But before that, he is still you. My nephew, whoever wants to touch a single hair on him depends on my answer!"

Banya stared at Bitan with a stunned snort and walked away.

"What?" Banya thought bitterly, staring viciously at Shi Wuyuan's thin back for a while, feeling a little resentful, "Bah! If you become a bitch, you have to set up an archway, cut grass without eradicating the roots, and raise tigers. It will be in trouble, when you regret it in the future, just wait and see!"

But his ability is not as good as Bitan's, his power is not as good as Bitan's, and his brain is not as good as Bitan's. On this Jiulu Mountain, he occupies a great seniority out of thin air. He used to be a Taoist ancestor, and now he is Bitan. There is really no room for him to speak. Banya was angry for a while, but after all, he had no choice but to turn around.

Let's talk about the real person Bitan, although he said it nicely, he was not so sure in his heart. Shi Wuyuan revealed a lot of flaws, how could he not be seen by an old fox.

Seven days later, Daozu was buried. Shi Wuyuan went back to sleep in his room on the first day. In the middle of the night, Bitan couldn't help but walked into Daozu's small courtyard, gently pushed open the door of Shi Wuyuan, and left. go in.

At this time, the three living creatures in the room were already asleep, Yuehua fell and poured in through the window, Shi Wuyuan lay on his side, curled up into a small ball, holding something in his arms. Bitan took another two steps forward and watched him condescendingly for a while. The boy didn't sleep peacefully, his brows were wrinkled and twisted into a pimple.

Bitan thought to himself, this little thing, who has been in trouble since he was a child, can have so many hearts and such a deep city?

He thought that although Shi Wuyuan was a little stiff when he was approached, there was nothing wrong with his attitude. Although he was no longer as coquettish and crazy as before, he was also very considerate in etiquette. Suffering and hatred are coming. If he knew...

Bitan shook her head and laughed silently, feeling that she was thinking too much, so she turned around and left. However, at this time, his eyes suddenly fell on the thing that Shi Wuyuan was holding in his arms. Although the thing was wrapped in cloth in the dark, it still showed a little light. Bitan moved in his heart, stretched out his finger, and carefully avoided it. Kai Shi's unprovoked arm lifted the cloth bag a little and found that there was an astrolabe inside.

When his fingers touched the corner of the astrolabe, he felt a strange attraction. The jīng in his body seemed to be leaking out from his fingers. The faint light of the astrolabe lit up at first glance. There was something like a ghost fire underneath.

This is... a plate of great evil!

Astrology charts are like people, ordinary things are like ordinary people, they don’t recognize the master, and they have no other use except for deductions. However, some astrolabes seem to have souls either because of their materials or because of great opportunities— - For example, the large astrolabe in the Daozu yard, the bottom of the plate is the stone that fills the sky, and the star sand in the plate is obtained by grinding the fallen stars into powder. The natural gods are naturally extraordinary, but this one...

Of course Bitan didn't know that Shi Wuyuan's originally ordinary astrolabe was smashed by the divine thunder, and then sucked the ghost's soul, and then sucked an unknown amount of black gas from the ground fissure in the Cangyun Valley—— Although it was a little reluctant to protect Shi Wuyuan at the time, it had a strange aura, and it complemented the yīn aura in the ground fissure, and naturally benefited a lot.

Obviously, this thing that others can't touch is recognized as the master. Such spiritual things are often only surrendered to those who are destined. This little child has such a fierce thing in his body...

Bitan frowned, she couldn't help but go through what Banya said again in her mind. She felt a chill on her back. If Banya was right, if he was so cunning at a young age, he could avoid that. Tightly guarded. At that time, he did not go to the Taoist ancestor after sneaking in, but went to the altar first, probably because he saw that something was wrong, was afraid of being discovered, and was unwilling to act rashly, and planned to explore the truth. Afterwards, knew in heart that Daozu died with a different story, and he could still condescend to the people of Yishan——

The more Bitan thought about it, the more frightened her heart became. In the end, she almost became terrified, so she hesitated again. This...a ten-year-old child, how can he think so much? Can you do this? But seeing that he was carrying such a fierce thing that recognized the Lord, it can be seen that Shi Wuyuan was not as kind and harmless as he had shown.

He was in shock and doubt, and a hand was faintly filled with purple energy, and he lifted it gently, but it was pressed down bit by bit towards Shi Wuji's head.

At this moment, the boy on the bed seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, and turned over gently. Bitan was startled and came back to his senses. Before he had time to escape, Shi Wuyuan rolled his head into his arms. inside.

He seemed to have fallen asleep, grabbed the warm body, spread the astrolabe and put it on it, and wrapped it around Bitan, smashed it a few times in his mouth, and said a few words in his sleep.

Bitan listened, only to hear him say: "Master...Master...Master, stop hitting me..."

Bitan was stunned for a moment, Shi Wuyuan rubbed against his clothes, and then said, "Uncle... help, Uncle Bitan..."

Bitan paused, the purple energy in his hands gradually dissipated, and he stroked Shi Wuyuan's back, patted it gently, lowered his head and asked softly, "What do you want Uncle Shi to save you?"

Shi Wuyuan gave a "uh", and after a long while, he said, "Save me...don't let the master hit me..."

Bitan's heart softened, and with a sigh, she pulled up the quilt he kicked aside, carefully covered him, and touched his hair with her fingers, and then she quietly closed the door and went out.

Shi Wuyuan turned over again on the bed, turned his back to the door, and dug into the quilt.

Then he opened his eyes to the wall, only to feel his back soaked in cold sweat.

Shi Wuyuan was so frightened that he settled down on Jiulu Mountain, raising rabbits jīng and Cuiping birds, and went out every day.

Bitan first came to teach him his homework in person like a Taoist ancestor every day, but Shi Wuyuan found out that Bitan never taught him spells and martial arts. Or throw him a few books on the technique of star arithmetic, under the pretext that he is not very knowledgeable about it, and it is not good to mislead the children, and ask him to comprehend it himself.

Shi Wuyuan also cooperated with him, he would endorse if he called for endorsement, or he would play with the astrolabe by himself if not endorsed, as if he was not motivated.

After a long time, Bitan also found that this little nephew was only a little naughty and clever, and he was no longer in business. He was a scumbag who couldn't stick to the wall, so he didn't want to care about him. From coming every day, he became After three days, Xuanzong was busy with his affairs at the end, and he himself had a bunch of disciples and grandchildren, so he didn't have much time to do things for no reason. He just brought a few books after ten days, gave him a symbolic look, and let it go. He died on his own.

However, the food used has never been shorter than him, and it is much more generous than the other disciples on the mountain.