Chapter 4: Readers' essays for essays——Zou Xiu if Wang Si

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Author: Gen Purple eight thousand footpath
I am a traversal grandpa
In July, the fire broke out, when farm work was about to get busy, a group of people at the village ’s big tree were cooling down, pulling homely, drinking wine and blowing cows, and some blushing and arguing. At this time, a barefoot old farmer with a straw hat came over, sat on the ground, poured out a bowl of tea, and said, "I heard that the old king's head is crazy!"
A brown cloth young man next to him said: "I have also heard that the old king's head has been selling things recently, and this old thing that has broken down, I don't know how to see my ancestor when I die."
"The old king's head is also miserable, just such a son, grandfather and grandson are also very good people, saying that if you don't, you will be gone."
"Who said no? I didn't have a mom right after birth, but now I don't have a dad anymore.
"I listened to Li Da sister-in-law of the village next door saying that the little baby was a lone star, born to be a goddess, a ancestor, and maybe someone in our village would also be a victim." Everyone looked at the person who was speaking. Aunt Wang who made straw shoes.
"Aunt Wang, don't talk nonsense, I think Xiaoqi is very smart."
"Old 16, are you fancy a little 7, or your nizi ..."
"It's no wonder when the old 4 is gone, what can this kid do?"
"Go, go, while the old lady listens to Li Dasao's own words, there are still fakes. Li Dasao's cousin of her brother-in-law is an immortal, she can still have fakes."
"I don't know who can cook these hundred meals"
Everyone was still talking about it, but Wang Si, who didn't know the soul had changed in his body, boiled the medicine at home. Wang Si is eighty-two years old, and his body is not too healthy. When he was young, he was still injured in farm work. However, his age when he should have entered the soil was still spiritual. "Old things, don't lie to me. You said I can cultivate immortals. It's been ten years. How can I still be the same as before?"
"How many times have I said that Xiuxian is best when he is 12 to 16 years old, you can't do it at all, and he is still old and still alive. It depends on the doctor's prescription and your aura, if It may have been possible to build a foundation 10,000 years ago. Now in this era of the end of France ... It ’s that your grandson has good roots. If you let these grandsons cultivate immortals for these grandsons, he would have practiced gas, which is like you. There can be no progress in the next two decades. "
"Don't hit my grandson, I'm the grandson. My father died early. If you mess with him, I will die with you."
Wang Si, who is called the old king by the village name, is not the soul of this continent. He was originally called Xiang Daoming, and he was a scientist on the earth. One day, he suddenly traversed Wang Si. Wang Si's daughter-in-law had difficulty in giving birth. When his grandson was one year old, his son died of illness, leaving Wang Qi and him alone. Wang Si was just as old as this son. When his son died, he died of a heartache, and it happened to be cheaper to come to Xiang Daoming. When burying his son, Wang Si found a ring under the grave, and there was a person who claimed to be the real elucidator, the remnant soul of a monk who was destroyed. Wang Si then made up the follow-up plot: Grandpa Ring He practiced himself for one year, built the foundation for three years, and became a group of golden harems in ten years. "Cut, what does Xiuxian mean?" Wang Si didn't care.
Wang Si, who was suspicious of Zhen Jiezi's belief, began the road of cultivation of immortals, but Wang Si, who had a grandson to take care of him, spent a year without any breakthrough, and he could not help but doubted Zhen Jiezi.
"Yeah, hungry," Wang Qi cried, and Wang Si sighed while looking at Wang Qi in his arms. The milk in the jar was knocked down by his grandson the day before, and no one could find milk to feed his grandson. I had to cook some noodle soup to feed my grandson. Finally, I drove the grandson to sleep. Looking at his sleeping face, Wang Si was distressed for a while. "I can only go to town and buy some." I looked up and looked at the door. It was dark and oppressive. It was clearly morning, but like the evening, the north wind blew. Wang Si brought the clothes, closed the door, and hurried to the town. "It's better not to snow." When he went to the shop selling feces in the town, he hurried to the house with a little goat's milk. As we walked halfway, the snow fell one by one, the bigger and bigger, the faster and faster, and the mountain path was submerged. Wang Siyi walked deep and shallow, and finally reached the entrance of the village. When he was wearing the field, he was finally old and unfit for himself. He stepped on the empty foot and fell into the field. Soon, Xue covered Wang Si's whole body. Wang Si struggled to stand up, but his body did not listen. After more than an hour, I only heard the voice of "Wang Si, Si Ge" in the distance. It turned out that Wang Ba went to Wang Si's house to borrow something. Several families came out together to find him. If it is another old man, he will die if covered by snow. After all, Wang Si's body is the soul of a young man, and he is very spiritual. Hearing someone come to rescue him, Wang Si hurriedly shouted, I was here, but I couldn't make a sound, it turned out that Wang Si
After a fall, he was covered in snow for another hour, and his body had already been frozen for a long time. He felt young and energetic, but his body did not listen. "Old things, what should I do?" "The old man has any way for you to cultivate immortals. You are usually lazy. If you have a trace of aura, you can save you. The old man has little energy. I am afraid that you will fall into a deep sleep." I ’m dead, you ’ll be buried in the earth forever. You ’ve been buried for 10,000 years, but the big deal is another 10,000 years. "
Are you going to die again, a little unwilling, came to this world for no reason, and died for the second time without reason, the two generations together did not have enough to survive. Gee. Just thinking, at this time, Wang Si felt a warm current from his hand to his throat, the tongue that had been frozen for a long time could actually speak, Wang Si shouted with joy, "I am here, here." The crowd heard the voice and drove Wang Si out, and carried him home again. King 4 who had frozen in half of his body had to soak his body in cold water first, and then burned the hot water after half an hour to let it go.
If you want to leave something, as a proof of your coming to the world, anything will do. With such an idea in mind, Wang 4 sold the valuable and unused things in the family to the village, and exchanged pen and paper, alexandrite. While teaching the little grandson to barely remember the basics of the earth he calculated, he also had to meditate in the middle of the farming hours. Primary 7 was also precocious and reluctant to play with children of the same age. After completing the work assigned by Wang 4, he often went to the village The old man of Nantou plays chess.
After 10 years passed, King 4, who was barely called spiritual practice, with the help of Maekiko, a small figure sneaked into the king while Wang 4 was out to buy medicine. In the four-bedroom, I took out the "Java from Entry to Mastery" below the manuscript of the Da Luo Chao Tian Jing from the mezzanine of the bed cabinet. I looked around and looked at "Grandpa still has 2 hours to come back".
At this time, the old man from the sea 300 meters away put the farm tools in his hand and turned back to the study. The draft of the undefined sword on the desk was only half written. The king 4 was 3,000 meters away. On the way home, 30,000 meters away An artificial star with a sky sword on the wind layer of Jiutian Gang happened to fly over the village of Dabai from above. The repeating array method, who was left behind, sang in the meager air, and an emperor was 300,000 meters away. The monk of Yuanying, who was in extreme split heaven, found a trace in the corner of the altar not far from the Xianmeng altar, which was only understood by the inside. A monk in white clothes with a big eyebrow and big eyes narrowed his eyes and kept calculating. What. . .
"Oops!" Wang 7 heard the familiar footsteps, why did Grandpa come back so early.
"Brother." "Ao Litou." "Going to buy vegetables?" "Yes, yeah." The herbs in the bamboo baskets are nothing wrong with the vegetables. The patterns planted in their own fields are always not enough. The need for more intake of cellulose and animal protein to prevent night blindness is what the villagers understand. After so many years of worrying about the lack of tomatoes, potatoes and watermelons, the 80,000-year-old breeding and breeding of the human race finally did not let themselves eat. Too much suffering.
Push the door open and take a deep breath of air that is not too high outside. "Grandpa 7 is back." I saw the child running out of the study. "Here is the sweet pancake in the city." Take a tarp from under the herbs The wrapped sesame cake was handed to the child and turned to the kitchen. "Did you complete the trigonometric function problem three or two? After eating, grandpa will check it out." "Well, finished." Wang 7 watched Wang 4 walk into the kitchen, Turn around and return to the bedroom
"Hey, hey," Zhen Jiezi chuckled, Wang 4 turned a deaf ear, "Aren't you curious?" Seeing Wang 4 didn't respond, the old man had no choice but to choose his own words. "I'm not interested in being stupid for so many years. Don't be mad, otherwise I will bring this old royal family's heirloom into the soil, and save the children and grandchildren." "Gee, you are really used to that kid." Although the spiritual knowledge of Zhen Jiezi is less than one, the actions of King 7 who are only separated by a wall are clear. Although somewhat puzzled by all this, the old man still looked at his almost inner disciples with a lively mind.
"7, grandpa go out for a while, you should be careful not to touch the stove, go out and remember to lock the door" from the bottom of "Qingdao Xianlu" under "Java from entry to master" on the mezzanine of the bed cabinet. In the last 6 land titles and a paper marriage contract, two of them were drawn out. In the past few years, the working capital of the house for the cultivation of immortals has almost been exhausted. Excluding the necessary parts, only the real estate is left. This is also recently discovered by Dabai Village. The reason why Wang 4 is selling things, this is the last point, the few photos left are waiting for him to stay in the village when he really has no choice but to take care of the younger 7, as for the younger 7 himself, her daughter-in-law and the next Qian Qian The Lu family in Su Village is married, and they can go to raise their relatives in a few years. Although they as modern people do n’t thank these feudal ideas, they will take a look at them later for future generations. . The knowledge that the smart and wise child taught himself should be able to live well in this medieval world, which is not beautiful and reasonable, but not too bad.
"Old boy, if you go on like this, you are doomed to nothing." After walking out of Dabai Village, Zhen Jiezi talked about the sect. "Cultivation immortality is about cutting off the dust edge, the heart is clear, and the life and death of the common people is like me, like If you are so unforgettable, you might as well find another head to give Xiao 7 a little uncle, and spend the rest of his life. It is just these old men who are dead. You may have some use in your life. "For the sake of the old, I teach bad children. Not much to say, King 4 shook his head.
Xiao 7 walked out of the Wang's compound and took the door bolt. He just walked out two steps. He looked back and confirmed it, and then went south. "Don't you be the same, the old man remembers that Zongli was also popular for some time when it was more than 3000 years ago. See you and the village Nanhai kid have a good time, could it be ... "Pull the ring from your right index finger and try to get into your arms
In front of the old man ’s house, Wang 7 ’s body suddenly shook, and his breathing became a little short of breath. The mottled spirit in the field of vision was looming. The thumb of the right hand was pressed under the index finger, and the left hand was spread. The 3 fingers of the thumb index finger were perpendicular to each other, and the hands were folded. The right thumb and the left index finger pinched a not-used thunder seal. The mottled aura closed the eyes and flowed into the body of King 7 like a funnel, and finally condensed into a pure black translucent spiritual power. The whole body changed the carbon permanently. The physical strength of the base body.
"Old man, how did you change the vibration, are you happy?" With the high-frequency vibration of the ring in his arms, Wang 4 quickly put on the ring. "Go!" Only the words in my mind heard, and the ring disappeared like a dead thing.
This old man. . . I haven't had time to complain at the bottom of my heart that Zhen Jiezi is unreliable. A lingering skylight rushes down to the south, and it is Dabai Village that landed on the ground!
"Ah !!!" The old man was splitting his eyes, and Xufa was like an angry old lion running towards the beam of light. In the grass not far away, a cold-faced young man was holding a large white ring in his hand. He watched Wang 4 as he walked away, and the Dabai Village felt a sense of palpitations and escaped to the west.
"7 children!" The old man rushed out of the scattered villagers and hugged Wang 7 who was standing at the gate of the original Haijia. Wan Jiantianjian's sword gas was precisely confined in the square inch. The high temperature made the scene instantly. Only a deep hole with diamonds on all four walls was left.
"Grandpa! Fairy!" Wang 7 looked back at Wang 4 and pointed in the direction of the old man walking through the sky. There was fear, surprise and excitement mixed in his eyes. "Well, Immortal" can't care about Zhenjie's incompetent anger in his mind. "This is the power of the True Immortal Series." King 4 hurriedly hugged King 7 and ran out of the village.
Above Houqiu, Wang 4 was shocked in his arms and just went to sleep. He said a little irritably, "How are you, old man?" "How is it possible, 4 Mahayana ... Escape. "" Eh, the antique that was n’t useful at all. "" Boy, you do n’t know, the only way to cultivate an immortality is to have one ’s own body and seek longevity alone. In the last era of the Fa, five Mahayanas appear at the same time, and the magic weapon is more It ’s unbeatable, ridiculous ... "
"It's unreliable." Before Wang Duo thought about it, there was a burst of exclamation around him
"Those folks, Xianmeng was arrested here, and now I am here. Please rest assured that I and the other two will be ordered to stay here for a few days to prevent the demon from making trouble." A pair of young men and women flying above the Dabai Village, the voice is mixed with mana Shake the atmosphere
"What are you doing?" The old man shouted hurriedly as he looked at Wang 4 who was holding Wang 7 back. "Go home" Wang 4 stopped. "Don't you die, the monks will not care about the life and death of mortals. The mortal man lives here. The two boys build a foundation and a golden pill, and the old man can't keep you from starting a hard time." "You heard them just now Have you said that the Xianmeng, can send 4 Mahayana Waihai old men, indicating that today's monks are a united collective, there is a relatively stable society, and it is unlikely that there will be frequent murders. Old man, you are outdated. It ’s impossible to have a Mahayana at the end of the Fa era, and as a result, the speed of light hits your face.

You ’re not guilty, you ’re guilty of guilt. How do you know that you wo n’t kill people and seize treasures, and that you ’re only turning on the light? He has already practiced gas, will those monks still let him go, not to mention he is also the last descendant of my Luofu Xuanqing Palace ... "
"When!" Wang 4 took a closer look at the grandson in his arms. He was more surprised and more ecstatic.
"Those things in your bookcase, he probably didn't read" Computer and Human Brain ", otherwise you think what attracted the old man of the sea for a while, attracted the immortal blow." The old man is a little abnormal, if his own skills are still Keeping my way is the same, at this time I have recognized that the world is broken and solidified, "Yang is better than a devil, and the masters may not care, but they still have to guard against it."
Wang 4 looked at Wang 7 and took off the ring from his right hand and put it on his hand. "This is also a heirloom. Qi'er, your father came early and went early, but grandpa will always grow up with you. Grandpa, you are what I left in this world. I must live happily. "Put the boy on the empty grass and turn around
"Janeko, I'll go back as soon as I go, and Xiaoqi will ask you."
Listening to the voice, Wang Qi barely opened his eyes and watched the old man reach out to the figure of Dabai Village
Options:
Stop grandpa
Lower your hand
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