The monk is hanging up

Chapter 90 The Lonely Mountain Boy
Some people pretend to be ignorant while pretending to be ignorant, while others pretend to be ignorant when they are extremely ignorant, pretending to be smart.

The Yang family spent this new year very uneasy. On the one hand, the Lin family was tolerant and silent, and on the other hand, the Yang family was questioning. Life was very painful. After not seeing each other for a few days, she became haggard and thin.

The Yue family complained many times that Lin Su did not leave any room for speech, but Lin Su said that the Yang family was trapped in a cocoon.No family can tolerate Yang's actions like this. If it were a small-minded family, if they became angry and embarrassed, the Yang family might suffer.

"Mom, it's okay. My father has replaced the core figure of the Yang family in all the businesses in Anyang County. The second aunt also means to repent. Don't worry, the second aunt can carry it clearly." Lin Su put down the knife in his hand and cut it into pieces. The snow pear was brought to Mrs. Yue.

Yue shi secretly sighed "self-inflicted evil", picked up a piece of Sydney, and froze for a long time, "Your second aunt is thin-skinned, mother is afraid that she will be too guilty and leave a patient behind."

Lin Su sneered at Yue's statement. If Yang was really thin-skinned, he wouldn't have messed up at the family reunion dinner. The so-called psychological attack and self-mutilation seemed to be the simplest method. Both young and old liked to use this method. way to ask for mercy.

You can get the pity of others by relying on yourself to be haggard. In this way, you can touch the softest heartstrings in others. Beware of soft hearts and soft ears.

Lin Su laughed it off and said to Yue, "Mom, I'll take some time to go out in the next few days."

"Back to Graceland?" Yue Shi asked.

"No, up the mountain."

The stone village is deserted, the weeds are three feet high, the houses are dilapidated and crumbling, and the lanterns have faded under the erosion of rain. With each white lantern rendering the village, it really looks like a ghost village in a ghost story.

There is a thatched hut on the top of the lonely mountain. A lot of vegetables, beans, melons and fruits have been planted from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The seedlings are not growing well.Halfway up the mountain, a three or four-year-old boy in sewing and mending clothes was fertilizing the half-grown fruit trees. Seeing Lin Su going up the mountain, he greeted Lin Su without raising his head, "Why do you have time to go up the mountain before the New Year's Eve?"

"No matter how busy you are, you still have time to visit old friends." Lin Su smiled and picked off a leaf, crushed it and smelled it, "This fruit tree is not very healthy, and the season for planting the tree is not right. The tree is too small. Hardy to the cold.”

The boy said: "This year there is no snow, and there is little frost. It is no problem to plant trees a few days earlier. After half a year of idleness, everyone at the foot of the mountain has left. There must be some companionship and support. I have planted the fields for most of my life. I can't rest my hands and feet. .”

"I don't know how to farm, so I will listen to you." Lin Su looked at the trees on the mountain and at the foot of the mountain, and said: "We should plant a few tea trees on this mountain. I have nothing to do to taste tea and taste the fruits. In the future, when old friends come to visit, I can also have a cup." Tea service.”

The boy stopped, looked at the surrounding scenery, nodded and said: "It is true that there are a few tea trees missing. The wild tea in the mountains tastes bitter, but the location is a bit remote. I will move it after the New Year's Eve."

In the evening, the boy finished applying the fertilizer in the dustpan, washed his hands, led Lin Su into his house, and offered him a glass of water, "A few months after you came down the mountain, an old friend came up the mountain to talk to me. Yunli In the fog, there is something in the words."

"Lu Sihai?" Lin Su asked.

The boy shook his head.

Lin Su already knew who he was talking about, the six-door Huang-level police officer Chen Jing.This person is very mysterious. Generally speaking, the system of the six gates is strict, and it goes down one by one from the prefecture, county, and county. If there is a problem with the six gates in Anyang County, the county should send people to help, but he checked. However, there is no Huang-level policeman named Chen Jing in the county, and there is no such person as Xuan-level.

Tang Sheng, the shopkeeper of Anyang County Epiphyllum Exhibition and the leader of the six-door police stationed in the county, knew about Chen Jing, but he kept it secret from Chen Jing and did not dare to discuss it easily. Lin Su once asked accidentally, but he was covert and vague. Ci, as if Chen Jing's identity was shady.

"What is he doing?"

The boy shrugged, "I don't know, I asked some irrelevant things, and hurried down the mountain."

After eating, the boy came over with a quilt in his arms, "It's wrong for you to stay in the woodshed tonight."

Lin Su was in a bad mood, "I'm a guest, but you let me live in the firewood house, what's the reason?"

The boy spread his hands and said, "There are only so many houses, one bedroom, one woodshed, and one hut. If you are willing to live in the hut, that's no problem."

Lin Su glanced into the room and said, "Your dormitory is big enough for two people. You are so small, so you don't take up much space."

"No." The boy refused decisively.

"why?"

The boy said: "There are men and women in the fused memory. Although the current body is a boy, it will always be different."

After spending a night in the mountains, Lin Su almost went crazy.Getting up listlessly to rinse his mouth, the boy greeted him, "Did you sleep well?"

Lin Su raised his arm, revealing a few pea-sized red spots, "Everything is good on the mountain, except that the mosquitoes are too rampant, and even my true energy can't block their erosion. I almost didn't use the golden bell to prevent mosquitoes."

The boy laughed haha, "The golden bell cover is mosquito-proof, let the eminent monks in Shaolin know, I'm afraid his face will turn green."

Sitting on the top of the mountain and looking up at the sky, the blue sky and white clouds are peaceful.Lin Su looked at the clouds and clouds in the sky, and said with a smile: "Life on this mountain is not bad. If I get tired of the rivers and lakes in the future, I will go up the mountain to be your company."

The boy said: "You can also stay now."

Lin Su shook his head, "Too young, with a passion for blood, with hills and valleys in his chest, and the chivalrous brand of punishing rape and eliminating evil is too deeply imprinted, and he has no thoughts of getting away for the time being. Unlike you who are hundreds of years old, I am still young , I can't bear the loneliness."

The boy pondered, raised his head and said, "Sigh, you ghost, come down and dig the ground."

"Ah, I'm still digging. It's already digging half a mountain."

"If you don't dig or roll down the mountain, you are not welcome."

"I'm a guest, a guest!"

“I’ve never seen a customer come in empty-handed.”

With the cooperation of the two, it took two days to loosen the hard soil of the lonely mountain. The boy rewarded Lin Su with a feast of wild vegetables. Lin Sumei's tongue was crisp after eating bran and swallowed vegetables for two days.

When he was full of wine and food, the boy asked, "When are you going down the mountain?"

Lin Su said contemptuously: "Crossing the river to tear down bridges, unloading mills and killing donkeys? It's really you who dig the land for you, and then drive away people impatiently?"

"Go back early tomorrow morning and have a Lantern Festival with your parents."

The boy remained silent.

Lin Su asked: "Have you cultivated innate skills?"

The boy nodded, "The old man has this exercise in his memory. He tried to cultivate it, but he succeeded unexpectedly. You don't want to say that Xiantian exercise is a exercise taught by Quanzhen, and you can't cultivate it."

"Fart!" Lin Su said: "Xiantian Kungfu is just a basic technique. I'm afraid you'll be useless after practicing it. This Xunfeng Twelve Volumes is also a basic technique, no less than Xiantian Kungfu. Ask Xu Jianjue and specialize in it. Sword cultivator's skills are not comparable to innate skills, lingxu sword steps, imposing and natural body skills, longevity sword skills, very good sword skills, a complete set of skills, martial arts, and body skills, take it to practice."

"Thank you!" The boy thanked with a smile while holding four secret books.

Lin Su was dissatisfied, "You just thanked me for these four secret books?"

"Then, after the house is built, will you have a room on the mountain?" the boy asked tentatively.

"It's a word."

The boy laughed, "Look at your potential."

(End of this chapter)