"You brat, don't sleep. Get up quickly and get some food for me."
Dimly, Mu Yi felt that his butt was kicked. The sound was extremely familiar, but it also had a strange feeling. Just when he was about to ignore it and continue sleeping, a consciousness suddenly penetrated him.
In his heart, he suddenly got up.
"Where is this?"
What came into view was a broken Taoist temple that was ventilated from all directions. He was sleeping under a desk at the moment. He was so anxious just now that he even touched his head. At the same time, he also saw clearly that the person who kicked him was the one with deep memory.
The old ways.
"You, you're not dead?" Mu Yi lost his voice in shock, and then realized that his voice had become childish. He lowered his head again, and his small hands and arms almost made him wonder if he was dreaming.
"You bastard, you dare to curse the old Taoist." Then, Mu Yi felt a pain in his head, but saw the old Taoist blowing his beard and staring at him.
"No, I..." Mu Yi just wanted to explain something, but found that some memories in his mind began to become blurry, as if there was a force making him forget everything.
"What am I? Why don't you hurry up and get something to eat? When you are full, Lao Dao will take you to make money." Lao Dao looked at Mu Yi and said.
"oh."
Mu Yi felt dizzy, as if he had forgotten something very important. At the same time, some original memories emerged. It had been six years since he was picked up by the old man in the graveyard. He should be twelve this year.
It's a pity that he has no memory before he was six years old, but the old Taoist told him that he was already six years old when he picked him up. Now, he has been wandering in the rivers and lakes with the old Taoist for six full years.
It can be said that everything he has now was given by Lao Dao. Although Lao Dao is often irresponsible, in Mu Yi's heart, Lao Dao is the person closest to him, so he just stood up after being confused for a while.
Walking outside, besides, he had done this kind of thing countless times.
At this time, it was already dawn outside, but the weather was a little cold. Mu Yi went all the way to the place selling steamed buns, and only after touching his pocket did he realize that he only had enough copper coins to buy one steamed bun, and he had forgotten it before.
If you only want to buy a steamed bun, let alone Dao Dao, he alone is not enough, but now, where can you get the money?
"Little beggar, go away quickly and don't disturb me in my business." Just when Mu Yi was hesitant, the steamed bun seller yelled at him. At the moment, Mu Yi was wearing a shabby Taoist robe. Although he was standing up
He is a Taoist priest, but being called a little beggar is not an injustice to him.
Hearing the boss's words, Mu Yi frowned slightly and couldn't help but look at him. However, he didn't expect that when he looked at him, he found that the boss had a gray patch on his forehead, and he was suddenly shocked.
"Isn't this the bad luck that the old Tao said? But how can I see this? Have I opened my eyes?" Mu Yi thought with some shock. Over the years, he has followed the old Tao all over the world, and he doesn't know the rituals of catching ghosts and eliminating disasters.
He has done a lot, and he understands a lot just by seeing and hearing. The appearance of the other party at the moment is clearly a sign of bad luck. Fortunately, it is only gray, and at most it will only lead to a loss of money. There will not be too much trouble. If it becomes
Red means bloody disaster, while black means life is in danger.
"Boss, according to Xiaodao's opinion, you are already on bad luck. You will be unlucky within a moment or three." Mu Yi looked at the owner of the steamed bun shop and said.
"You bastard, you dare to curse me." When the boss heard this, he was furious. He grabbed a stick and wanted to chase Mu Yi. As soon as he saw this, Mu Yi ran away. He was not a fool, how could this be possible?
Waiting there to be beaten? At the same time, I secretly regretted it. If I had known, I wouldn't have said much just now, but now it's better, I can't even buy a steamed bun.
When the owner of the steamed bun shop saw Mu Yi escaping, he didn't chase him. He just cursed. Just as he continued to stand there selling steamed buns, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from one end of the street, and then a fast horse galloped past. On the road
Pedestrians gave way one after another, and the steamed bun shop owner also stretched out his head to look, but for some reason, his foot suddenly tripped, and he threw himself forward, and the large steamer with more than ten layers of steamed buns placed next to him was directly hit by him.
Pushed it down, and at this time, the fast horse also came close.
"court death."
The rider on the horse was a gangster. He reluctantly held the horse, but he was furious, especially when he saw that the culprit was not far away. He immediately grabbed the whip hanging in front and whipped the steamed bun shop owner hard.
The other party screamed, and the man was relieved a little. Perhaps because he had something to do, he continued to urge the horse to leave, leaving only the steamed buns scattered on the floor and the screaming steamed bun shop owner lying there.
At this time, Mu Yi was dumbfounded. He originally thought that he had just made a mistake, but he didn't expect that retribution would come so quickly. Looking at the other party's appearance, wouldn't it be a financial ruin? In addition, there would also be physical pain.
The occurrence of this incident immediately made Mu Yi not want to leave. He walked up to the owner of the steamed bun shop and said, "Do you believe in the trail now?"
"You..." When the owner of the steamed bun shop saw Mu Yi's arrival, he became very angry. He wanted to teach Mu Yi a lesson, but when he saw Mu Yi glare slightly, he felt a chill in his heart. Thinking about what he had just done, he...
Things have become scary in my heart.
"This little Taoist priest, I was just rude." The owner of the steamed bun shop got up and said in a formal tone. The clerk in the shop was already busy picking up steamed buns, but he invited Mu Yi into the shop. After a while, Mu Yi's face was full of smiles.
He walked out with a smile and carried a bag. Not only did it contain white and big steamed buns, but he also got a few taels of silver. As for the price, he drew a disaster-repelling talisman for the steamed bun shop owner. Anyway, he had been following the old Taoist for a long time, and these talismans
He has also learned a lot, and he can still fool people by painting casually.
"Old man, I have opened my eyes." Mu Yi hurried back to the Taoist temple and started shouting when he looked at the old Taoist.
"They are all rumors from the world, do you believe them?" the old Taoist said angrily.
"It's true."
Then Mu Yi told him what happened in detail, but no matter how much Mu Yi swore and cursed, the old Taoist didn't believe it, and even tried to persuade him in turn, so that Mu Yi had an illusion that it was really...
I was wrong?
In the next few days, Mu Yi followed Lao Tao around and performed two more rituals, earning some money. However, most of it was bought by Lao Tao and drank. These days were a bit of a shock to Mu Yi.
He discovered that there were more and more weird things about him. For example, his eyes could see things that ordinary people could not see. For example, the talisman he drew actually worked. For example, when sleeping at night, he often
He would dream about something, such as becoming a master and a great flag bearer, or he actually went to the underworld and could fly.
It's just that these dreams were so many and messy that he didn't remember much at all. Later, even he felt that he was just dreaming. As for what happened to him, he told Lao Dao more than once, but every time Lao Dao
He didn't believe it, so later on, Mu Yi could only experience it all silently.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Yi followed the old Taoist and wandered around the world for another two years. In these two years, he did the basic rituals, so he saw more things, and even saw ghosts several times, but Mu Yi
I didn't kill them, but I always felt that they were pitiful.
Gradually, Mu Yi also accepted the mysterious things that happened to him, but he would still have dreams occasionally. In his dreams, someone was calling him and asking him to wake up, but every time he woke up, the things in his dreams were different.
Will slowly forget it.
The only thing that worried Mu Yi was that Lao Dao's health was getting worse day by day. Until that day, the two of them came to a place called Funiu Town. As soon as they stepped in, Mu Yi felt that he was very familiar with this place.
The first thing that comes to mind is Funiu Mountain. It seems that there is a broken Taoist temple on the mountain.
But then, Mu Yi shook his head. This was his first time here, how could he know these things?
I just don’t know if it was fate, but in the end Mu Yi followed the old Taoist to Funiu Mountain, because the old Taoist said that the feng shui here was good, and he would die here even if he died. When he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Taoist temple, Mu Yi was stunned.
There, no one noticed that there was a flash of fear in his eyes from time to time. Suddenly, Mu Yi had the idea of leaving here, and the farther away the better, but the old Tao's body could no longer withstand the torture, and he could only stay in the end.
But the bad feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and his celestial eye discovered that the death energy on the old Taoist body was getting heavier and heavier, so thick that it was almost impossible to get rid of it.
But in the face of all this, he was powerless and could only watch helplessly. None of his desperate attempts to draw talismans worked. Even the doctor shook his head and expressed his helplessness. Only the old Taoist seemed to see it very clearly.
Kai, constantly pulling Mu Yi to say something he didn’t understand.
In the end, Lao Dao left. Mu Yi was like a wooden man. Under the control of instinct, he dealt with everything about Lao Dao. Lao Dao's death was undoubtedly a big blow to him, perhaps because he was too sad.
, there are more and more memory fragments in his mind, but he can never connect them together. Even when he wants to see more clearly, they start to blur.
A few days passed, and Mu Yi suddenly found the copper lamp for some unknown reason. He was stunned because he had captured a certain memory fragment, which seemed to say that the copper lamp was a treasure. But now, no matter what he did,
He couldn't make the copper lamp recognize its owner. Finally, in a fit of anger, Mu Yi threw the copper lamp on the ground. In a moment, the copper lamp cracked and split into two halves. However, it was completely broken and could no longer be used. It was exactly the same as in his memory.
no the same.
"Maybe, it's really just a dream."
After seeing this truth, Mu Yi seemed to wake up all of a sudden. Everything in the past seemed like a dream. Only the death of the old man and the sadness could never dissipate.
That night, Mu Yi fell into a deep sleep and suddenly heard a noise coming from outside. (To be continued)