[Quick Travel] Receive treatment!

This time I'm not familiar with 233's voice, that voice seems to be colder than mechanical: [Because your missions have failed continuously, turn on, you will forget all the previous memories, and complete the mission as a "normal person".Task Difficulty: Extremely difficult.Probability of completion: %.Target:……】

The sound gradually blurred, and everything around him became quiet. I don't know how long ago the sound of rain was very loud, patting on his body.

After about a few hours, an oil-paper umbrella appeared above the head. The oil-paper umbrella was worn out, as if it would be smashed into slag by the storm in the next second.

"Young man? Kid? Hey, why didn't you respond?" The old man was dressed strangely, with many bottles and cans hanging on his body, he touched Wu Yang's forehead with his hand, "Oh, it's so hot, you are destined to die when you meet me, boy... "

His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't keep them closed.

Wu Yang's fever lasted for three days, and it was not easy for the old man to help him through the dangerous period.

As a result, Wu Yang opened his eyes and saw a strange man leaning against his face, and he slapped him without saying a word. The old man quickly caught his hand and said angrily: "My boy, I worked so hard to save you, but you actually slapped me !"

After regaining his senses, Wu Yang quickly withdrew his hand and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, old man."

"You, you, do you call a lifesaver like that?" The old man turned his back angrily, not planning to take care of Wu Yang any more, "What's your name? Tell me quickly so that I can send you, the Buddha away."

After thinking for a moment, Wu Yang said, "I forgot."

"Amnesia?" He turned around and pointed at Wu Yang's nose, "Don't do this, do you want to stay with me? There is no way! You are only seven years old, how did you learn this kind of behavior?"

Wu Yang tried his best to recall, but the memory was like a wall, the closer it was to his head, the more painful it would be.

Seeing him frowning in pain, the old man sighed and said, "How about this, if you become my apprentice, I will take you in, how about it?"

Stop thinking about it, Wu Yang felt that the old man was not a bad person, so he nodded in agreement.

The old man is a well-known Taoist priest in this mountain. He has lived for decades and has seen all kinds of ghosts. When he is old, he intends to take in an apprentice to pass on his family business, but this apprentice is useless and has only learned some superficial knowledge.

Two years later.

"I taught you yesterday, you can recite it to me." The old man said suddenly while eating.

It's time for the daily draw!

"..." Wu Yang put down the bowl and chopsticks, sat upright, and said dryly, "The so-called exorcising ghosts is to find the root... er, the root is the source...resentment..."

The old Taoist almost had a heart attack, out of sight and out of mind, he quickly stopped Wu Yang and told him to go down the mountain to buy medicinal materials.

Wu Yang heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the purse and ran, closing the door without forgetting to say: "Master, I'll buy some food by the way!"

"Brat! I'll break your leg when you come back!"

Wu Yang raised his eyebrows, he could hear the words, he couldn't jump up and down.

Every time he goes down the mountain, he likes to take a non-repetitive path, and the feeling is different every time. It would be the most wonderful to have a piece of cake.

In a place that Wu Yang couldn't see, a wisp of black air followed quietly behind him. Wu Yang only felt that something was wrong when he didn't see the familiar street lamp after walking for a long time.

He looked back and found that there was a fork in the road before, and he knew that he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

Although he is a half Taoist priest, the things he is most afraid of are those illusory things, and the fear of those things seems to be engraved in his bones.

In a panic, the old man usually forgot everything he had taught him.

In the midst of high tension, he felt as if something was on his shoulders.

Cool touch.

Pulling out the mahogany sword at his waist, he slashed back in panic. The sound of limbs being cut off made Wu Yang's scalp tingle. He stepped back a few steps and saw a group of black shadows in the shape of a human.

The black shadow stayed where he was and raised his severed hand, and Wu Yang seemed to be able to find the opponent's eyes from the black mass.

"Don't come here!" Wu Yang held the sword in both hands, Hei Ying took a step forward and then stepped back, leaning his back on the book, Wu Yang still didn't stop moving forward, Wu Yang yelled, "Dirty thing, get out of here! "

The black shadow froze, but turned around and left after a few seconds, and everything around him returned to its original state.

gone?

The wind was blowing, and Wu Yangneng was sure that the other party hadn't gone far, so he turned around and ran back up the mountain.As he got closer to the hut where the two lived, the air around them began to warm up.

Opening the door hastily, Wu Yang was still in shock.

"Master! There is a ghost..." When he was halfway through speaking, he noticed that there seemed to be a guest at home.

They were dressed in the same clothes as those in the town below the mountain, discussing something with the old man.

"You boy, it's been so long since you've been here, it's almost dark! Why don't you go back to your room?" Seeing that he was furious, the old man secretly instructed him to go back to his room.

"Wait, old man, please cooperate with us, otherwise we will take some coercive measures." The middle-aged man patted the ashes on his body, stopped Wu Yang who was about to enter the room, and said with a smile, "Son, come here."

There was an assistant on the side, she took out a candy, and the nurse Wu Yang said: "Little friend, come here, my sister wants to ask you some questions."

Wu Yang leaned against the wall, his eyes flicked back and forth between the master and the other party's face.

After a while, he said, "I don't like sugar!"

"What an interesting kid." The middle-aged man continued, "Old man, you see that he is still young and still has the opportunity to go to school to gain more knowledge. If you insist on clinging to him, you will be delaying him."

Wu Yang hid behind the old man and asked, "What is school?"

The assistant replied enthusiastically: "The school is very fun, there are many children like you, and there are many things you have never seen before."

Hearing this, the old man snorted unconvinced: "Can those things drive away ghosts?"

The middle-aged man and his assistant looked at each other, as if they couldn't understand what the old man was saying: "Old man, don't believe in ghosts and gods, we must believe in science and knowledge!"

Wu Yang whispered, "There really are ghosts!"

The two froze for a moment, and their hearts became more determined to bring him out of superstition.

Finally, under the persuasion of the two, the old man reluctantly agreed to their opinions.The condition is to send Wu Yang back to see him every month.

"I don't want to go." Hearing that he could only see the old man once a month, Wu Yang frowned and said with a pout, "I don't want to be separated from the old man."

"You will like it there." The assistant said, "You are already nine years old, you are not a child anymore, can't you overcome this difficulty?"

Wu Yang thought to himself: I can't overcome it yet.

But the old man agreed, he would still go to school.

After the two left, Wu Yang gently closed the door, and the old man sat on the bench and sighed.

"Master?"

"Where is the medicine I told you to buy?" the old man asked.

"Um... I met a ghost hitting the wall, and then I cut it, and I was afraid that I would come back." Wu Yang said with his head bowed.

"What the hell is bullying my apprentice!" The old man picked up the tool and was about to rush out the door, but Wu Yang hurriedly stopped him.

"Master, it's getting late, he will become stronger, go find him tomorrow."

The old man knocked Wu Yang on the head with the hilt of his sword, hating that iron could not make steel, and said, "Do you know why I named you Wu Yang? I didn't want you to be masculine! Look at your cowardly appearance... you are so mad me."

Wu Yang stuck out his tongue secretly.

"When you go to that crappy school in the future, you have to take good care of yourself. If someone bullies you, beat you back, do you hear me?" The old man's tone was rare.

"Understood, I know martial arts, who dares to bully me!" The nine-year-old child showed his fleshless arms.

"Hmph, they will come to pick you up tomorrow, so don't cry." The old man went back to his room to sleep, leaving behind a lingering sound, "Hurry up and go to sleep."

[The author has something to say: a little late, sorry.My writing style is changing all the time, hey, I will work hard!

Thank you for the cute ticket ~ memememe】