"Son, son, get up and have a meal. Tsk tsk, look at your room in a mess. If you don't clean it up for you for a day, it's like a pig's nest. I don't know whose girl will fall in love with you."

Lin Dong poked his head, which looked like a chicken coop, and replied in a daze with his eyes closed:

"Mom, I'll sleep for a while."

"I still sleep, I'm not sleeping, I'm not in the sun. I finally came back and didn't know how to help me do something. I ate and slept every day. How old is Xiaojun's son next door, who is the same age as you, is you, and you haven't brought any girlfriend back, and you don't know what you are doing every day."

Lin Dong suddenly reacted, opened his eyes, looked at the extremely familiar and missing figure in front of the bed, and tears surging in his eyes:

"mom!"

"Yoyo, you are so old, I can't say a word to you, I'm crying, I'm not a child anymore."

The familiar figure walked over and sat on the bed.

"Get up quickly and wash up well. Your aunt introduced you to a girl from the next town. After dinner, your dad will take you over to see you in the afternoon."

Lin Dong suddenly sat up and hugged the nagging figure, tears flowing:

"Mom, I miss you!"

"Okay, okay, how old is, I still learn to act spoiled. Get up quickly, the food is cold. I can't stop your dad from getting angry later."

"Just get up, just get up."

Lin Dong wiped away his tears, cried and laughed, and picked up the clothes on the bedside table and put them on.

Then he got up and went to the living room.

Familiar old TV, floral curtains, family photos hanging on the wall, father with slightly white temples sitting on the sofa, watching the military programs on the TV, Lin Dong's eyes became a little wet again.

"dad!"

Lin Dong screamed with a choking.

"Well, what's wrong? Go and wash and have a meal."

"Hey, it's okay, I just miss you two elders too much."

Lin Dong came to the bathroom, finished washing up, and came to the restaurant, sat at the table, and saw that the dining table was full of his favorite dishes.

After one chopstick, the familiar smell almost made Lin Dong cry again.

"Mom, it's so delicious."

"What's wrong with you kid today? I'm thinking again, I'm flattering again, are you running out of money?"

"No, mom, it's really delicious. I haven't eaten the dishes you cooked for a long time."

"You kid, you are talking nonsense. What does it mean to have not eaten the dishes made by your mother for a long time? Are you not eating them every day after you come back from vacation?"

"Mom, it's just so delicious. I'm talking nonsense."

Lin Dong ate the dishes on the table bite by bit, his face full of satisfaction, but his eyes became calm.

"Dad, mom, you must take good care of yourself. Your son failed to fulfill his filial piety and was betrayed the grace of the two elders. I hope that in the next life, he can still be the sons of the two elders."

"Dongdong, are you okay?Dongdong..."

Listening to the familiar shouts and concerns coming from his ears, Lin Dong put down the chopsticks in his hand, held the orders and shouted loudly:

"Hao!"

Suddenly, the familiar scene in front of him that made him miss countless nights was as fragmented as a canvas.

Still on the hillside of Huaishan Mountain, the rugged old locust tree branches and leaves cover the sky. Under the tree, the strong peasant woman was holding the gray monkey, but at this moment, the monkey looked at Lin Dong with astonishment as a human.

Qin Lu and Fatty were already standing at the stone railing under the tree. They looked dull and pale. Some thin locust tree branches hung down from the old locust tree and pierced into their bodies.

"So you're doing it!"

Lin Dong looked at the two people under the tree who seemed to be sucking blood by locust branches, his eyes were angry, he pinched the sword technique, sacrificed the peach wood sword, held the imperial order, and shouted:

"cut!"

Suddenly, a three-foot-three-inch peach wood sword flew out from behind him. The sword was as fast as lightning. It instantly came to the branches of the locust tree and slashed towards the mud monkey and the locust tree.

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me!"

The sword reached mid-air, and before he could cut it down, a hunchbacked old man with silver hair and silver beard suddenly emerged from the trunk of the old locust tree. He knelt in front of Lin Dong with a thunderous sound and begged for mercy.

"Sir, please spare me. The little god didn't know Mount Tai. He bumped into Mr., so he asked Mr. for his life."

Lin Dong stopped activating, his sword hung in the air, looked at the old man, and asked coldly:

"Where did you come from the monster, and you are here to seek your life?"

The old man kowtowed like pounding garlic and begged repeatedly:

"Sir, little god, little god is the god of Huaishan Mountain. Because the spiritual energy was cut off a thousand years ago, the little god had no choice but to survive with human blood until now. I would like to ask the little god to spare his life in order to ensure the safety of a thousand years ago."

"Mountain God?"

Lin Dong looked at the old man in front of him, and his questions became heavier and heavier.

The mountain god who prolongs his life with human blood has cut off his spiritual energy? Thousands of years ago? And he happened to travel through a thousand years. What happened to happen in this world a thousand years ago?

Thinking of this, Lin Dong seemed to have some veins and asked the old man:

"Since you are the god of Huaishan Mountain, you don't protect the land and water, but you use mortals as your blood to feed them. What's different from evil demons? Also, tell me, what happened a thousand years ago?"

Who knew that as soon as I finished asking, the god of Huaishu Mountain kneeling on the ground raised his head. His face, which was originally fearful, was instantly distorted and his expression was ferocious:

"You are not a sir, who are you? Why do you have a three-foot-three-inch human sword? Haha, I almost touched your way."

After saying that, the old man quickly got up, waved his hand, and countless branches of the old locust tree behind him swept towards Lin Dong with a turbulent momentum.

"It's stubborn!"

Lin Dong's eyes were filled with golden light, and he pinched the sword technique with his hands. The peach wood sword in the air swept in a circle, but it was borrowed from the sword move "Human Dao Ran" in the Fatty Haoran's sword technique.

The sword light flashed, and all the branches of the locust tree that swept over immediately broke and fell to the ground.

Then Lin Dong pinched the sword technique again and shouted:

"cut!"

The peach wood sword is like a rainbow and cuts off the torso that several people must be hugged by.

Seeing this, the god of Huaishu Mountain controlled all the branches and raised them one after another, and blocked them towards the wooden sword.

But I could only hear a "swoosh".

It was like a sharp blade cutting tofu, and the branches broke as soon as they touched it, which failed to create any resistance to the peach wood sword. The broken branches kept falling to the ground, and in an instant, only the old locust tree was left with bare trunks.

The peach wood sword is cast continuously.

"Chew!"

Like a scattered catkin, the sword light flashed through the roots of the tree, and then there was a loud "slam". The old locust tree that several people had to embrace broke from its roots, and the trunks fell down like a sea of ​​trunks.

Lin Dong quickly flashed out and pulled out the fat man and Qin Lu who were still confused from under the tree.

Seeing that Lin Dong was pulling the two of them, he had not yet stood still.

The old man with silver hair hunched with blood spray on his mouth took the opportunity to turn into a wisp of blue smoke, drilled into the mud monkey on the peasant woman's body, and manipulated the peasant woman to strode down the mountain.

"Where to escape?"
Chapter completed!