boom!

Suddenly his foot slipped, and Wu Ma Shu fell to the ground at the critical moment.

But even when he lost his footing, he still turned around in shock at the first moment, hugged his mother, and shook his head: "Mother? Mother...?"

The mother weakly opened her eyes, glanced at her child, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to touch his tender cheek, tenderly and kindly: "Shu'er... when you grow up, promise mother...

You must take good care of yourself.”

Looking at his mother, whose face was magically starting to glow, Wu Ma Shu finally couldn't bear it anymore, held her mother's hand, and shed helpless tears: "Mom... what should I do with my child?"

But his mother withdrew her hand, pushed him away, and urged: "Dear man...you have to walk your own path in life, so hurry up...!"

As she said this, she, who was still weak, found the strength to push Wu Ma Shu away from him a foot away, and then turned around and rushed towards the two men who were coming over.

Seeing the disordered airflow around his mother's body, Wu Ma Shu was shocked and cried: "Mother... don't leave Shu'er...!"

Obviously, his mother wanted to blow up her pubic area and die together with the two people who arrived, in exchange for her son's chance to survive.

At the same time, on the pond on the right side of Wu Ma Shu, a very discordant drunkard's laughter sounded: "Life?...What is life? Ha...haha~"

Regardless of the drunken laughter on the Tanxi Rock, Wu Ma Shu still looked at his mother's back with tears streaming down his face. He wanted to keep this warm figure firmly in his heart.

But before his mother could rush to the two people with shocked expressions on their faces, a long laugh burst into the air: "~ Thousands of mountains and rivers have experienced joys and sorrows. You come and I are all passers-by...

..."

I saw that the madman in red shirt who was supposed to be leaning on the rock of Tanxi was laughing and singing wildly, turning into a messy red shadow, and appeared between the three of them while riding the waves.

"...With or without wine, I am in a state of disbelief. When I drink from the river, I swallow the sun and the moon. A thousand cups will not pour out the dream fairy... Hahaha~!"

Bang bang!

He raised his head and drank the green wine from the gourd. As his body was spinning, he punched and kicked in a trance, knocking down the frightened two people in an instant!

The two of them were only in the middle stage of Qi refining when they saw a red shadow in front of their eyes and fainted instantly.

Immediately, Wu Ma Shu was surprised to see that the lunatic turned around and leaned back, and the wine gourd smacked backwards, hitting his mother's pubic area where he was about to rush forward!

Ah~!

All the spiritual power in his mother's body was completely discharged in an instant, and her figure even rolled back and screamed in agony.

Wu Ma Shu suddenly opened his eyes: "Mother~!"

Then he suddenly saw the madman who had turned into a red afterimage, rushing towards his mother who was rewinding in mid-air.

Wu Ma Shu thought this lunatic was going to hurt his mother, so he was shocked and screamed: "No...!"

And the red afterimage was incredibly fast. It arrived first and stopped in front of him like crazy. At the same time, it grinned crazily, turned around and stretched out its arms, then hugged his mother down and placed her steadily on her.

in front of him.

I saw this desolate figure in a red shirt leaning over, revealing a face half-covered by a black mask from behind his messy long hair.

This person is none other than Luo Yu.

Luo Yu looked at Wuma Shu who raised his small fist in front of him, looking uncertain. He chuckled, stretched out his wine gourd, knocked on the other person's forehead, and said, "Little brat."

As he spoke, he raised his head and drank.

Wu Ma Shu's mother, with a face as golden as paper, looked at her child: "Shu'er..., hurry up... thank your benefactor for saving his life."

Wu Ma Shu quickly knelt down beside his mother and hugged her, puzzled: "Mom, did he just...?"

His mother shook her head and said: "My mother's life is at stake. If my benefactor hadn't sealed my Dantian, I would have turned into powder by now..."

Hearing this, Wuma Shufan suddenly came to his senses and quickly kowtowed to Luo Yu in gratitude.

But Luo Yu went crazy and sat next to the stream stone, completely ignoring the mud and water corroding his clothes and just getting drunk.

Wuma Shu's mother was obviously dying. She grabbed Wuma Shu and explained with difficulty: "Son, you have mixed roots of five spirits... It is difficult to achieve enlightenment. From now on...

.Cover your hands and change your surname, live... live, remember... appreciate your kindness... don't seek... revenge~"

Saying that, before Wu Ma Shu agreed, she closed her eyes and passed away...

Wu Ma Shu burst into tears immediately, hugged his mother tightly, and burst into tears: "My child, I will remember it, I will remember it."

After a while, Luo Yu looked at the young man with drunken eyes, who was still hugging his mother tightly. He lazily held up a finger and taught: "Hey, little brat, let's go to the ground for peace. Let's go to the ground for peace...

.”

I saw him pointing in all directions with the wine gourd in his hand, speaking inarticulately: "Here... the mountains and clear waters are beautiful, it's the right place to sleep in, and I won't wake up in the long sleep ~ Hahaha..."

After saying that, Luo Yu fell asleep with a smile!

After Wu Ma Shu looked at Luo Yu and then at his mother in his arms, he gently put his mother down and then walked to the two fainted people.

After hesitating for a moment, he actually took out a dagger and stabbed it into their hearts while trembling!

After pushing the two bodies into the pond, he trembled uneasily and washed away the blood on his hands. He came to his mother's side, knelt down to plead guilty and said: "The children are unfilial, and the family's disaster is caused by themselves and has nothing to do with others. However, this

The two of them were looking for rewards and profits, and hurt the mother's life. If the child does not kill him, it will be difficult for him to be a son..."

After saying that, he kowtowed repeatedly.

Not long after, Wuma Shu began to dig a burial pit in the forest. After burying his mother's body, and after three kowtows and nine bows, he came to the outside of the forest.

Looking at the man in red shirt with half-covered black face who was leaning drunkenly in the pond, he was puzzled for a moment, then stepped forward to retrieve the wine gourd in the stream. However, he never thought that the gurgling water flowing down had washed the wine gourd.

Walk....

In desperation, he had to return to Luo Yu and drag him out of the pond with difficulty...

...

In the territory of Zhaozhongzhou, on the mountainside of the northern west extreme of the Jiuyue Mountains.

Between the clouds and mist in the middle of the mountain, there seems to be a Taoist temple, and occasionally a mountain road appears.

In fact, strictly speaking, it cannot be called a mountain trail, because the trail in the mountain is steep and rugged, and the dangerous points are like hanging down. Even if one climbs carefully, it will be full of dangers.

At this moment, on this steep and difficult mountain road, there were two people walking one behind the other. In front of them was a man in a torn and dirty red shirt. Although he looked drunk, his body was swaying, and his steps were frivolous, but

He walked on the mountain road but it was like walking on flat ground!

The most important thing is that he can still drink alcohol leisurely and sing loudly in the mountains and fields from time to time.

Not far behind him, followed a thin young man in rough clothes.

The boy's hands and face were dirty, because he was walking on the steep mountain road, using his hands and feet together, and his hands were covered with blood blisters. Every time he took a step forward, and when he held the rock wall in his hands, his brows would uncontrollably tremble.

....

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, it was naturally very painful to do this. But his eyes were firm, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and he did not make any sound of pain.

Obviously, the two people who traveled across the mountains and ridges were the drunken Luo Yu and the lonely Wuma Shu.

Why Luo Yu walked here, he probably didn’t even know. Wuma Shu naturally ran for his life, and of course he relied on Luo Yu... he followed him silently, becoming a loyal follower who wanted to repay his kindness!

When Luo Yu was drunk, he took care of him; when Luo Yu threw game, he cooked it over a fire and served it... Diligent and hard-working, he almost treated Luo Yu as his biological father and respected him!

In short, one is waiting silently by, and the other is enjoying it peacefully!

At this moment, Wu Ma Shu climbed dangerously through a mountain road that curved nearly 90 degrees, and suddenly a small "platform" of broken rocks appeared in front of his eyes.

A crooked ancient pine hangs on the edge of the cliff, its pine crown like an umbrella sheltering from the sun and shade on the rock.

And his benefactor, the drunken man, was already lying on the rocky mountain with his head up and drinking wine.

Wow~

The green wine dripped down, overflowed from the open mouth, and splashed on the rock.

The mountain breeze moved slowly, bringing with it a strong and pungent smell of medicinal wine.

Wu Ma Shu sniffed his nose, walked quietly to the edge of the rock, stood outside the shade of the trees, lowered his head and licked his dry lips.

Along the way, Wuma Shu was extremely strange! The benefactor never stopped drinking except when he was drunk, and he didn’t know how many wine gourds he had hidden in him, one after another...it was endless!

At this time, the mountains are covered with lush trees, birds and animals are chirping from time to time, and there are actually three or two cranes soaring in the mountains among the vast clouds.

Luo Yu enjoyed the coolness under the shade of the trees, looking at the golden sun shining through the pine crowns and needle branches. He talked drunkenly and shouted: "The mountains and seas are as deep as a dream, and the kindness of a close friend is mistaken; the clouds and pines are tall and the cranes are tall, and the birds and beasts are laughing.

I am born; I have a gourd of wine, and I should ask the breeze: What is a heartless person...?"

As he said that, Luo Yu looked at the sky and smiled: "Hahaha~ I'm lying drunk...in this mountain."

Frowning his brows slightly, Wu Ma Shu glanced at his benefactor who was looking up to the sky and laughing wildly. He felt that there was a strong sense of self-blame and irony in this smile. He didn't know how many times he had seen this scene along the way, let alone

What happened to the benefactor? He had no choice but to choose silence wisely.

My mother once said that most of the sorrows in the world are covered with laughter; most of the happiness in the world is washed with tears. Maybe the benefactor is that sad smile? So he chose to be silent and quietly be a listener.

At this moment, a sigh sounded from the mountain path on the other side of the cliff: "Blessings are boundless~ah!"

Then an old Taoist with a strong nose in gray and blue robes came up.

Although the old Taoist priest's beard looked gray, his face was as red as jade and he was refreshed. He was holding a two-foot whisk and looked like a fairy.

When he was walking on the mountain road, his steps were strong and vigorous, and you could tell at a glance that he was very skilled at his feet.

He walked up to the two of them, pinched his beard, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the pitiful Wuma Shu, then looked at the drunken Luo Yu, then sighed again and shook his head and said: "Without wealth, I have wronged my body.
To be continued...