In those years, the cultivators we cut together

The boy turned around and saw that it was Lin Xiaolu, he was startled, and immediately wanted to kneel and kowtow, but Lin Xiaolu raised his toes to touch his knees, preventing him from kneeling.

"Boy, what do you want?"

"I, I want to pay my respects to Brother Immortal."

"What is there for an immortal to kneel down?"

Lin Xiaolu took a few glances at the little boy. He should be around ten years old, only a little younger than himself, with a dirty face, wearing clothes full of patches, and standing barefoot at the moment. Muddy river.

Lin Xiaolu didn't mind being dirty, so she sat down beside the boy, put her hands on the ground, and said with a smile, "Sit."

The boy sat down with some fear, lowered his head, and said nothing.

"I see you've been sitting here all morning, what are you doing?" Lin Xiaolu asked with a smile.

"I'm looking at the river," said the boy.

"What's so interesting about the river? Are there any fish in it?"

Lin Xiaolu approached the dark river curiously, wanting to see if there were any fish, but found that the river was very turbid, with a slight fishy smell. It is estimated that the villagers often threw rubbish into the river.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"embolus."

"Oh, my name is Lin Xiaolu, how old are you this year?"

"Ten years old."

"Haha, you are younger than me, call me Big Brother!"

"...Brother."

"Hey, from now on, you will be a member of my convincing people with virtue. From now on, if you are hungry, you can go to Emei and report my name. You don't need to pay for meals."

Lin Xiaolu laughed happily, and then wanted to take off his shoes and play in the water. Shuanzi was startled when he saw this scene, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Brother Xiaolu, the water is dirty."

Lin Xiaolu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Shuanzi in surprise.

Two boys, one 13 years old and the other ten years old, the atmosphere became quiet for a while.

After a while, Lin Xiaolu's smiling face became serious, and his delicate brows gradually wrinkled:

"Is there... is there something in this river?"

!

Shuan Zi suddenly turned pale with fright, and his whole body even began to tremble uncontrollably because of the extreme fear. He shook his head repeatedly, and opened his mouth to say no, but Lin Xiaolu suddenly covered his mouth!

He found that the villagers who were doing farm work in the fields stood up in unison at this moment, looking at him and Shuanzi!

"Shuanzi, if someone asks you what the two of us talked about later on, just say I'll ask you what special products your village has. Besides, if anyone wants to bully you, just shout, you trust big brother, big brother I will definitely save you."

After saying these words in a low voice, Lin Xiaolu changed his serious expression, laughed loudly, patted Shuanzi on the shoulder and said: "When my brother was your age, he already went to learn Kung Fu every day. Shaking your head. Your village is so difficult, do you really have no local products?"

After hearing this, the villagers in the distance seemed to be relieved, and after a while, they continued to do farm work with their heads down.

Wugou had praised Xiaolu more than once, saying that Xiaolu was a young man with great wisdom.

The fact is true, although he is often out of tune, but he has observation skills, comprehension, and perseverance far beyond his age.

So whether he was learning characters in the literacy hall, learning Kung Fu, comprehending Tai Chi, or creating his own double dark energy, he can achieve extraordinary and refined.

Of course, because Lin Xiaolu is still relatively young, he doesn't have much knowledge, but Lin Xiaolu is definitely not stupid. He clearly remembers what the storyteller said - when things go wrong, there must be demons.

In the afternoon, he chatted with Shuanzi by the river, then exercised by himself, and taught Shuanzi some self-defense techniques. He had a great time with him.And at night, after dinner, Lin Xiaolu went back to the river alone, and while there was no one around, he plunged into the cold and smelly river.

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At night, in the small courtyard of the village chief's house, Shangguan Shiliu was sitting on the stone steps of the door with a handsome duck in his arms, watching Jiang Ning dancing with a gun in the courtyard boredly.

While watching, she stroked Shuai Shuai Ya's white and soft feathers, causing Shuai Shuai Ya to squint his eyes.

"It's so boring, Duck, what did your elder brother do all day today? You can't see anyone all day, except for a while when you are eating."

"I don't know, brother probably went to exercise." Shuai Shuai Ya replied comfortably.

"Is there anything good to exercise? My father used to force Miss Ben to practice every day. Miss Ben was lazy every time and never listened."

She said depressedly: "That little monk Wugou is so bored to death every day, he only knows how to read scriptures in the room, and Jiang Ning also practices that gun every day, no one will play with Miss Ben anymore."

In the courtyard, Jiang Ning, who had just finished dancing a set of marksmanship, smiled embarrassedly when he heard this.

"Shangguan, your family background is so prominent, you have so many cultivation resources, and you are talented. Of course, mortals like me and Xiaolu are incomparable, so you can only use your sweat to practice martial arts."

"Come on, if Lin Xiaolu is a mortal, mortals in the world will not be regarded as worthless by immortal cultivators."

She held the handsome duck in her arms, and pouted Lao Gao with her pink mouth: "Although that guy is annoying, he is really powerful. Among his peers, he can carry so many magic weapons of Miss Ben, and he is evenly matched against Miss Ben." Yes, he is the first one, and he is actually a mortal with no cultivation talent at all, just based on this, this lady will never believe in talent anymore."

After Shangguan Pomegranate finished speaking, Wugou came out from the house at some time, he put his palm on his chest, and said with a gentle smile: "Shangguan benefactor, deer benefactor is actually very talented, after all, everyone has their own talent. It’s different, it’s not just cultivation that counts as talent.”

Seeing that she was being refuted, Shangguan Shiliu, who was sitting on the steps, looked up angrily at Wugou.

But after a while, she didn't get mad, but hummed depressedly.

"Little bald donkey, what you said makes sense. My father said that your master Wuxin's cultivation talent is very mediocre, and his cultivation level is not high. He only has the alchemy state, but the Dharma is unfathomable. My father has always He hates monks the most, Tathagata Buddha, he doesn't pay attention to him, but he only praises your master full of praise."

Hearing the praise, Wugou smiled, clasped his hands together, and said: "Amitabha!"

While several people were talking, there were eager footsteps not far away, and after a while, Lin Xiaolu, who was covered in water, appeared.

He was drenched all over, with a little stench, and behind him was a boy about ten years old.

Several people were taken aback when they saw the young man's appearance. Just as they were about to step forward to ask about the situation, the young man clenched his fists and sternly reprimanded him with a livid face:

"I hate him! We shouldn't care about these beasts, we should let them be bitten to death by zombies!"

Several people were shocked when they saw his appearance. Whether it was Jiang Ning, Wugou, the handsome duck, or the eccentric Shangguan Pomegranate, they had never seen such an angry Lin Xiaolu. His eyes seemed to wish to kill everyone in the village!