Chapter 88 According to your destiny, you will not survive ten days
Yan Xi looked up and almost broke into a cold sweat.
A sloppy old beggar sat on a big red gourd floating above his head.
"Master can't fly yet! He can only fly with Qi, and he can fly more than twenty feet at a time."
"This sloppy old man can sit on a big red gourd and fly in the air. I don't know if it's a magic weapon, or... a real swordsman, or some kind of mountain spirit or ghost?"
Yan Xi had countless dramas in his mind, and he made up dozens of story lines for the old beggar, but with a respectful expression on his face, he took out the pack of cigarettes and a lighter, and demonstrated how to light a fire.
Smoking, serve both things together.
The sloppy old beggar, with his hair, eyebrows and beard tangled together, and his face dirty and unrecognizable, listened to Yan Xi's instructions, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and puffed out the smoke again.
Squirt it out, and soon it will puff out the smoke very skillfully, just like an old smoker.
Yan Xi waited quietly while the old beggar smoked up a cigarette.
He didn't dare to move. After all, he didn't know whether the old beggar was a human, a monster, or some mountain monster, so he could only be cautious.
The old beggar dropped the cigarette butt, played with the pack of cigarettes for a while, and said, "This thing is very interesting."
Yan Xi hurriedly said: "This thing is not very precious, I would like to give it to my seniors."
The old beggar laughed and said: "I never accept things for free. What do you wish for? I exchanged this bag of things with you."
Yan Xi almost blurted out, can he kill Xie Hesun of the Yinshan Sect?
Fortunately, I have been writing essays all year round, and my mind can move quickly. I suppressed this stupid impulse and said respectfully: "Senior must be one of the gods. I want to become a disciple and seek immortality."
The old beggar laughed and said, "You and I are not destined to be masters."
Yan Xi was immediately disappointed and said: "Disciple, I don't have anything else to think about. Senior never accepts things from others for free, but just gives some benefits to disciples randomly."
The old beggar looked at Yan Xi for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "It's funny, boy, do you know that according to your destiny, you will not survive more than ten days?"
"Since you asked me to give you anything, I will give you one..."
The old beggar touched around on his body for a while and said with some embarrassment: "I didn't bring anything good today."
Yan Xi was frightened when he heard the old beggar say that he would not survive more than ten days. He knew that he had met an expert, and thought to himself: "This old monster must be playing tricks on me."
"I have to be even more respectful. If I don't succeed in becoming a disciple, I should at least ask him for a way to save my life."
Yan Xi lowered his head and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Since it's inconvenient for you, senior, I might as well give it another day."
The old beggar chuckled and said, "You will die in ten days. Aren't you afraid that the old beggar will default on your debt?"
Yan Xi smiled faintly and replied: "How joyful is life, and how painful is death! Life and death are fate after all, so there is no need to worry too much about them. My predecessors have forgotten the mere mundane things in this life. If we are destined in the next life, it is not too late."
The old beggar asked with great interest: "What if there is no chance in the next life?"
Yan Xi smiled and said: "Life after life, thousands of reincarnations, there will always be a reunion! Even if there is no chance for thousands of lives, it is my destiny to meet the beauty of my senior again, so there is no need to worry about my senior."
The old beggar slapped his thigh and shouted: "You are interesting, boy."
He lightly buckled it a few times, and the big red gourd under his body said with a smile: "You and I are not destined to be masters and disciples, but since I am a person who loves to defy heaven and change my destiny, I will accept you as my disciple!"
"However, you have a master now. You have to wait for your master for a hundred years before I can take you in."
Yan Xi blushed at first. He had a teacher. Seeing that the old beggar had extraordinary abilities, he wanted to worship the new master. It was indeed a bit embarrassing. Then his heart skipped a beat and he shouted secretly: "What does the old beggar mean? Could it be that you are waiting for my master?"
You must die before you accept me as your disciple? Could it be that my teacher will not be able to escape his fate and will die at the hands of Xie Hesun?"
Although he and Liang Mengxia had only been apprentices for a few months and were still entangled with each other, Liang Mengxia treated him extremely well. Yan Xi couldn't bear to see his teacher die prematurely and asked: "Senior, what do you mean, my teacher seems to be dying soon? I don't know.
Can you save him?"
The old beggar smiled and said: "This cannot be said, this cannot be said."
He patted the big red gourd under him and shouted: "I'll go too!"
It turned into a rainbow light, soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.
Yan Xi was melancholy for a long time and took out another pack of cigarettes. Just as he was about to open it and smoke another one to relieve his worries, a dirty big hand stretched out from behind and grabbed the pack of cigarettes. The old beggar's voice said,
He said with a smile: "Since I agreed to accept you as my disciple, this pack of cigarettes can be considered as a way of honoring the teacher!"
Yan Xi turned around, but there was nothing there, not even a single figure.
He was horrified, picked up the rabbit, and turned back step by step to join Yuechi and the others.
One rabbit is certainly not enough for six people.
Yan Xi grilled the rabbit, made a roasted rabbit with cumin, divided it into six portions, left one portion for Liang Mengxia, and everyone shared the rest.
They cooked another pot of noodles, took a casual bite, and each found a clean place to meditate, waiting for Liang Mengxia to come back.
Until the moon rose above the willow branches and stars gradually appeared all over the sky, Liang Mengxia did not come back. Yan Xi was very worried and wanted to look for his teacher, but he didn't know which direction to look for.
In mountainous areas such as Juyu Mountain that have never been developed, it is not fun to lose your way.
Yan Xi was afraid that when he went to look for Liang Mengxia, he would lose his way first and never find it again.
Yan Xi was very worried, but Yuechi and Gu Xixi were not worried. After all, they didn't know that the master and the disciples had a certain death story, and they all felt that the teacher had great magical powers and would not be in any danger at all.
Even Li Shu and Gan Lingyao were not too worried. Li Shu had already wrapped herself in a sleeping bag and went to sleep. Although the wound on Gan Lingyao's shoulder had been healed, she was still very tired after traveling for days, so she was also relying on her daughter's sleeping bag.
, dozed off.
Li Shu once wanted to prepare a sleeping bag for her, but Gan Lingyao, as a native of the Jiayin realm, was not used to this kind of thing and refused.
Yan Xi thought to himself: "If I leave, these people won't be able to take care of themselves, and they will be in danger."
He glanced at Gu Xixi and suddenly remembered that there were two story changes. One of them was that his three masters and apprentices were killed by Xie Hesun, and Gu Xixi was rescued by an unknown master.
Another time was the conflict between his master and disciple and the four great Dharma Kings of Longdu Sect. Both sides suffered losses and were killed by the Eight-Handed Qiao Yaksha Gan Lingyao and her daughter. However, Gu Xixi was rescued by the unknown master.
I couldn't help but secretly wonder: "I wonder if it was the same unknown expert who rescued Little White Legs twice."
"Is it related to that old beggar?"
"I checked the story line before, because the unknown master mentioned twice has nothing to do with me, so I just ignored the past. Could it be that this time, because I hugged Xiaobai's leg too tightly, it also has something to do with me?"