Chapter 12 Persuasion

He Xiaozhuo came to Laoyuan's small thatched hut early. He wanted to report to Lao Yuantou as soon as he saw and heard last night and asked the origin of it. For example, what's wrong with the jumping god? What's wrong with the snake fairy?

It's strange why there are several bricks and stones at the intersection in front of the clean old man's door? It's like a garbage truck falling down. Who is so careless? Make the old man's door so dirty? Let me clean it up for him first. Huh? Wait a minute. He Xiaozhuo suddenly realized that what the old man did by himself was not thrown by others. In the ecstasy array of Qimen Dunjia, He Xiao thought of his experience of stepping on the bench. Not only the ecstasy array, but also the invisible array. Sure enough, he stood outside the brick and looked at the old man's hut. The old man's hut was missing and replaced by the firewood stack at his door. But in the past, the firewood stack could not stop the old man's hut, but now, except for the firewood stack, the old man's hut has disappeared inexplicably. If you don't deliberately look for it, you won't find any abnormality. The old man's door has always been like this. Who would have noticed that today's firewood stacks have covered everything? Moreover, maybe you haven't walked near the firewood pile and have been led to another road out of the village.

He Xiaozhuo didn't come this time. He stood there and thought about it for a while and knew how to go. Take three steps to the left, find the door, then go north, go to the center, pass the gate where Tian Yingxing is located, and break through the nine places. The raw door in position C is the exit, and Lao Yuan's firewood door also appears in front of you.

He Xiaozhuo is very happy. The old man must be taking his own test, but he has easily passed.

Push open the false firewood door, walk through the familiar courtyard, and reach out to push the white wooden door. Huh? There seems to be movement inside? Are you talking? Weird? Who came to visit the old man earlier than me in the morning? Impossible. Although the villagers love to cool down under the tree at the door of the old man's door in the summer night, there are few people who really walk into the old man's courtyard. As for entering the old man's low room, it is even more rare. After all, what is the only attraction of the old man besides his stinky chess? But look at the poor low thatched hut, compared with the large tile houses that are already spacious around, it is really like the old man standing with the bloody young men in the village. The contrast is so obvious and the vision is so incongruous. Alas, poor old man, people inevitably sigh so much in the face of this situation. Therefore, people naturally gave up the idea of rushing to the old man's house. They were in a good mood. Why did they go to the old man's room to find a layer of sigh? What's more, the old man's hut is hanging alone in the east of the village. If it hadn't been for He Xiaozhuo, who would have run here if he had nothing to do? What's more, who else can break through the ecstasy and invisible array set by the old man?

He Xiaozhuo gently pushed open the door, then walked through the stove and opened the yellow door. It should be the old man's room. At the moment when He Xiaozhuo wanted to pull the door, the old man's voice slowly came:

"Do you still want to stick to it?"

"Hold on!" A voice replied hatefully.

Who is it? Huh? Why is this sound so familiar? Where have you heard it? Too familiar? Why can't I remember?

"Well, what's wrong with you? Is it easy for you to practice for a hundred years? Did you give up?" The old man is still very calm.

"Hundred years of practice? Yes, I have practiced hard for hundreds of years. For hundreds of years, I have been lonely and persistent in the cold. Finally, I have a son. He brought me happiness, drove away my loneliness, and made me feel warm in the thousand-year-old cave. However, he is just naughty. Passing by your vegetable field, he was crippled by you human beings for no reason. Kill, no grudge, why did you kill my son? Yes, I know that I want revenge. Needless to say, a hundred years of practice, even my life will inevitably be lightning after my revenge, but if I lose my son, how can I live in the coldness of the thousand-year-old cave? What's the difference from death?

So it was her? He Xiaozhuo suddenly remembered that Chang Xiaoqing flew away with a beam of light last night. Why was he here? Does the old man also know her?

"The circle of cause and effect, since it is his doom, you have been practicing for a hundred years, can't you still see this?" The old man is still tem.

"The number of disasters? Haha, do you mean my son deserves to die? Then shall I kill that family to avenge my son to complete this disaster?

"How can practitioners kill at will? The road is ruthless and has its own rules. How can you take the blame against the sky?

"Remless. Yes, it's ruthless. Just like you, if you don't have a son, of course, there is no pain of losing a child. So you can reprimand me ruthlessly. But if I hurt your son, will you be indifferent? Unfortunately, you didn't. So you won't understand my feelings, so you can think I'm unreasonable. So I also feel that your ruthlessness is unreasonable.

"Remless and affectionate, love the world with ruthlessness."

"Then how did you 'in love' my son?"

"Sadness."

"Is that enough? Can a few tears be resolved?

"Compassion, the prescription of great mercy has risen."

"I don't want to rise, I just want revenge."

"It's lamentable that your sadness has turned into anger. If you become a demon, won't it be more lamentable?"

"Is that right? Then can't you kill demons? Why wait until that time? Can you split me now? Did you arrest me here to tell me this? Just like that god man last night, you human beings are talking about negotiations with harmony on the surface. Don't you have to use force to solve everything in the end? Unfortunately, I'm not your opponent, my miserable child. It seems that my mother can't avenge you, so she will accompany you, even if it's nine secluded hell. I hope our mother and son can rely on each other from now on. Old man, do it!"

"sin!" Lao Yuan also sighed.

He Xiaozhuo was shocked and eavesdropped outside the door for a long time. He was too focused. The old man's sin shouted out, which startled He Xiaozhuo and unconsciously hit the door frame. A small voice and He Xiaozhuo's moan were enough to make the people in the room notice.

"Xiaozhuo, come in." Lao Yuantou seemed to have expected He Xiaozhuo's arrival for a long time. But the scene He Xiaozhuo saw when he entered the room stunned him: in the middle of the ground, there was a black python rolling up. The thick body of the bowl, coiled up the height of one person in a circle, so much that it occupied half of the room. Two eyes the size of a table tennis ball were also staring at him closely at the moment, and the scales the size of fingernails covered its whole body, shining with cold light. It's just that such a big python seems to be sick and motionless. Only its head is trying to lift it, but there seems to be some traction that can't make her use it freely. Only then did He Xiaozhuo notice that in the four corners of the open space, there was a small beam of light. The light shot out from the top of the cylinder and crossed on the roof, covering the python exactly in it.

"Xiaozhuo, come here." The old man shouted and pointed to the position beside him at the same time. At this moment, he sat in the center of the kang. He Xiaozhuo walked over honestly and his heart beat wildly all the way.

He Xiaozhuo did not notice that Chang Xiaoqing, who was locked there by the old man's water, fire, earth and stone array in the middle of the room, also opened his eyes and looked straight at He Xiaozhuo. From the moment He Xiaozhuo entered the room until He Xiaozhuo walked behind the old man, Chang Xiaoqing's eyes followed He Xiaozhuo without blinking. Moving, muttering, as if to say to the old man, and as if to say to himself:

"If you don't have a son, you won't understand the pain of losing a son, that's my own flesh and blood... You don't understand, you won't understand..." But his eyes never left He Xiaozhuo.

He Xiaozhuo looked at the huge snake body and the huge snake head and shuddered for a long time. If the old man hadn't intentionally or unintentionally told him about cultivation, yin and yang and even the knowledge of ghosts and gods in the past six months, he might have been scared to death. Now it's gradually quiet down. With the old man there, what is He Xiaozhuo afraid of? In his mind, the old man became more and more magical. Thinking about it, he also stared at the head of the human-sized snake. At first glance, he was shocked. How could there be a kind of love light flowing from the table tennis-sized snake?

"It's okay," the old man sighed, "Since it's a matter of resentment, let me bear all this."

"Will you bear it? Haha, haha, not bad, not bad. But I changed my mind, surnamed Yuan. I want the child behind you. Will you? As long as there is him, I will no longer take revenge. What Chang Xiaoqing said was actually a shocking sentence.

He Xiaozhuo was stunned.

The old man suddenly stared at his eyes.

"Evil! Do you want to use a boy to practice your evil way? Then I will waste you now!"

"Why are you reluctant to give up? Isn't he your own flesh and blood? But mine is flesh and blood! If I'm willing to give up, can you do it? As long as we are willing to give up, we can't give up. Isn't this your human hypocrisy and what is it? In fact, I don't want him for anything else. I want him to be my son, will you?" Chang Xiaoqing straightened his neck.

He Xiaozhuo almost fainted.

"You evil," the old man pointed with his hand and choked for a moment. Chang Xiaoqing's army is not unreasonable. The old man wanted to say how humans and animals could recognize their relatives, but he still swallowed the words back. After all, Chang Xiaoqing is also a snake spirit who has been practicing for a hundred years. If he calls her a beast, he will also lose his identity as a hundred years of cultivation.

"That's all, let the young man bear it. Chang Xiaoqing, since you say that I don't understand flesh and blood, you can come to my flesh and blood, as long as the grievances in your heart can be untied.

"Haha, that sounds good. I can't beat you. I'm not your opponent. Why don't you kill me directly? What else do you want to bear? Is this your human hypocrisy again? Aren't you going to be strong today? Then come on! I sit and wait for death." Chang Xiaoqing looks righteous and awe-inspiring.

"You're wrong. I'm asking you to vent all your hatred on me. I won't return it. So unless you cross over in front of me, I'm determined to stop you from taking revenge. The old man said word by word.

"Forget it, I know you have Yuanang's body protection. How can I break your golden body? Don't play with hypocrisy."

"Since you are taking revenge on ordinary human beings, I can only face you with ordinary human bodies."

"Grandpa Yuan, you..." Lao Yuantou waved his hand to stop He Xiaozhuo.

"Is that what you said?" The snake spirit Chang Xiaoqing opened his eyes and said, "If I can't put you down under three strikes, I, Chang Xiaoqing, will give up revenge!"

"Very good" The old man stretched out his hand, and the four rays covering Chang Xiaoqing's head immediately disappeared, and his left hand was a little, "Xiaozhuo, step back." A light immediately enveloped He Xiaozhuo's whole body, and He Xiaozhuo seemed to be in a shining glass cover. At this time, Chang Xiaoqing was ready, removed the bondage, and his body suddenly rose to the top of the tent, and he was about to jump down with one mouth.

"Hence."

Hmm? Lao Yuantou and Chang Xiaoqing looked at He Xiaozhuo in the corner of the wall with doubt. The old man has put a fixed spell on everything in the room. Unless it is a landslide, it is difficult for external forces to destroy them. Chang Xiaoqing even threw a trace of curiosity to He Xiaozhuo's position.

"Grandpa Yuan doesn't use his spells, and you can't use your spells, which is fair." He Xiaozhuo thought of the horror of the god being inexplicably knocked off the roof last night.

If others say that the snake spirit may not stroke this beard, but today's snake spirit Chang Xiaoqing unexpectedly nodded to He Xiaozhuo. He shrank his neck, swallowed the venom ice he was about to emit, and suddenly shook his body. His thick tail swept away like an old man sitting on the kang. The old man closed his eyes slightly and folded his hands in Dantian, looking natural.

P - The thick steel whip hit the old man's right arm and even his back heavily. After a hundred years of cultivation, although it does not use Yuan Gang Zhenqi, Jiuyang's body is also comparable to an ordinary body, and it is also a pair of reinforced iron bones. Even so, there was a burst of soreness, the old man pressed himself on his chest, and his whole body moved half a foot horizontally. Opposite is a century-old snake spirit.

Wow----The second blow came again, and the big snake's head hit the back crazily. The old man's body moved a foot earlier. Wow, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the opposite wall, but his body still maintained its original sitting posture, with a painful face and still closed his eyes slightly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The snake spirit was furious. Originally, he had cultivated for a hundred years. Without saying that, he usually walked through the woods, and the thick trees with such a strong bowl would sweep away in an instant. The old man was hit twice, but he only shed a little blood? Hiss - red heart vomit, Chang Xiaoqing jumps on it angrily...

"Stop!" He Xiaozhuo roared.

Chang Xiaoqing's body in mid-air stopped there like a hole, and then tilted his head and looked at He Xiaozhuo.

The old man opened his eyes and looked directly at He Xiaozhuo.

"I promise you that I will be your adopted son." He Xiaozhuo said word by word.