Chapter 53 53. The reverse journey of heaven and earth (4.1k)
"Baby, what happened?" The old man was surprised and very happy.
This baby can walk, what a good thing!
I just don’t know why this kid felt strange after he woke up. It seemed like he was not the same person. Although the boy with his back to him was still as thin and thin, his back was straight. In the past, he was rickety. People act like cows and horses, and they have long forgotten how to walk. The old man shook his head, stubbornly believing that the boy was still the same person, just a little change after experiencing great joys and great sorrows.
How could people not be the same?
"Nothing." Li Xi'an shook his head, and his golden candle-like eyes were extinguished, revealing the dark pupils that were harmless to humans and animals again.
He turned around and lay back on the straw mat.
"I feel a little stuffy when I sleep, so I just came out for some fresh air."
"This way..." The old man nodded and was about to cover himself back on the straw mat when he remembered something.
"Baby, you haven't told me why your legs are healed. I just applied medicine to you before going to bed. It's obviously a piece of dead flesh, and the entire joint is necrotic. Why did you heal it in half a night?"
On the other side of the straw mat, the boy's snoring could be heard. Li Xi'an didn't reply and fell into a deep sleep.
The old man was stunned for a long time, shook his head and covered himself with a straw mat.
He was vaguely aware of what happened to the boy, but he couldn't tell. The child's leg injury will be cured, which is a blessing for both of them.
If the boy didn't intend to say anything, he wouldn't ask again.
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When the sun shines into the dilapidated house, thick dust floats in the beam of light.
The old man opened his eyes as usual, lifted up the straw mat and went to the street to find some food and buy medicine for the boy. He has done these things many times and is familiar with them. Act naturally from the moment you open your eyes.
But he soon realized something was wrong.
The boy's leg injury healed last night and there was no need for him to seek medicine for him anymore.
Even...
The old man's complex expression fell on the straw mat not far from him. Except for a few arranged items, the boy was nowhere to be seen on it.
He walked in and found a money bag under the straw mat. This was the compensation given by the wealthy gentry to the boy with a broken leg. To the wealthy gentry and his family, it was just a small amount of money. But it was enough to support the boy for several years. Even if the boy got along with him day and night, he never showed the money bag in front of the old man. After all, this was his last hope in life, or in other words, his wealth and life were simply placed in this yellowed money bag. .
The old man understood that the boy was worried that he might have evil intentions after seeing the money bag. With the boy's body, losing the money bag would be as good as death. Therefore, the boy usually hides his money bag very tightly. When we first met him, he said that he would only take out enough money to live on every day. It would never be enough, and it would never be too much. If something happens to him, the old man can't get the money bag.
The boy was like a young animal, silently observing the kindness or malice of those around him.
I always like to show others my prickly side.
He likes to think about the worst-case scenario, so the old man is not angry or angry and expresses his understanding. He has no bad intentions and has a clear conscience when getting along with him. This was indeed the case. After spending time together, the boy's attitude towards him softened a lot, like a young animal finding its favorite den, occasionally showing its soft and fragile neck.
The old man picked up the money bag without opening it, but just weighed it a few times.
The portions are very generous.
The rich gentry gave him too much. Would a boy doing chores give him such generous compensation if he broke his leg? They have lived here for two springs and autumns, and the amount of money they spent, especially on medicine for the boy, is not a small amount.
The old man sighed and looked around the shabby house.
He left quietly like this...
He wasn't surprised. The boy had undergone changes that he couldn't imagine last night. He couldn't describe it, but that didn't mean he didn't understand it. It may be that the gate of acquired heaven was opened under the precipitate of great joy and sorrow, or it may be that a powerful being granted immortality in a dream. This world is a big place and has everything. It’s not too weird to be cured of a broken leg and tuberculosis overnight.
The old man stood up, weighed the yellowed money bag in his hand, and planned to go to a famous restaurant on the street to exchange for some fine wine.
The boy left quietly, still remembering his care for the past two years.
"By the way, I haven't seen what kind of money it is yet. The merchants haven't accepted snake-marked money in recent years. If not, the kid would have given me the usable money and left some waste money, right?" The old man returned his feet. Before he stepped out of the door of the dilapidated house, he let out a surprised sound.
This was an unreasonable amount of compensation, and he suddenly thought that it might be the wealthy gentry's family who used the useless snake-striped mouth to fool the kid.
The old man stopped weighing the money bag, untied the string on it, and looked inside.
The head tilted back reflexively.
The bright golden light hit the old man's withered face. There was not silver in it, but gold!
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In the south of the city, the wealthy gentry live.
Not only are the roads paved with stone, but the horse-drawn carriages that come and go are far beyond what civilians in the west can compare to.
The capital is not abundant, but I have learned a lot of mistakes. They believe in the rules of the upper class, such as riding a carriage wherever they go, and riding a carriage wherever they can reach within a few steps. The luxury of the carriage is an important factor in comparison among these families, and they cannot lag behind others. It started as a horse-matching luxury cabin, but later evolved into a horse-matching competition to see whose horse was more valuable. After all, anyone can repair or build a carriage, and a divine horse is hard to find.
In the Zhu family's courtyard, the burly divine horse neighed for a moment and then fell silent.
The guard at the door glanced inside and saw nothing unusual and continued to nap against the wall.
The boy's eyes were filled with lava, and he reached out to touch the dark horse's neck and stroked down the fur. The magical horse, which was usually so arrogant that no one would accept it, said nothing, and it did not dare to say a word.
"Demon?" Li Xi'an asked.
"Why did the demon come here to work as a coolie for humans?"
The big black horse's eyes were wide open and his nostrils were pointing upward. The boy in front of him looked malnourished, and was so thin that he seemed to be knocked over by the wind, but he still did not dare to say a word. The pressure on him from those golden eyes was no worse than the big monster he had glimpsed from a distance in the mountain where he once practiced.
What is this? The big dark horse snorted.
Feeling the aura of the great demon on the human body, it felt that it must have gone insane because it had not eaten well last night.
But it still didn't dare to make a sound.
"I'm asking you a question." Li Xi'an withdrew his hand from stroking the horse's neck and turned to hit the horse's head. It is said that this horse was driven back home by the Zhu family master after he had exhausted all his strength. It was also this horse that kicked the boy's leg, leaving him a cripple. Li Xi'an was about to leave the city to pursue. Before leaving, he planned to see what the ferocious horse in the boy's impression was like. Unexpectedly, he caught a monster.
Much stronger than ordinary rising creatures, Li Xi'an looked at it.
He couldn't touch the level of Qing Yan's rise, he added in his mind.
But since it is a monster, it means that it is a psychic. Why did the psychic horse attack an ordinary boy for no reason?
"You think I do!" The horse demon neighed, his words full of grievances.
"It's not that I can't survive being a demon anymore, so I can only do hard labor for humans." It said, its expression suddenly became proud, "The master here entertained me with delicious food and drinks, for fear of making me unhappy. Seeing this big I don’t have a yard, it was specially built for me. It’s not like being in the mountains. I’m so scared that if a tiger or a wolf or something pops up that day, I won’t have a filly to pick up the body.”
"Predators don't waste food." Li Xi'an corrected.
He never wastes time hunting prey in the mountains, stuffing all the bones and fur into his mouth. Predators are like this. Tigers, leopards, and jackals will not fail to collect the corpse of this horse, and they will treat it well with their sharp teeth and fangs. "That's right." The horse demon nodded in agreement, and suddenly his face became mournful.
"The filly who collects the carcass for me will also be eaten."
This horse's brain circuit is different from ordinary people.
After mourning, it became more serious. When I took a closer look at this thin boy, I felt that he looked familiar. It does seem a bit familiar, it thought and looked at the boy's face carefully. The next moment, he turned pale with fright, and the dark horse's face turned pale. This...isn't this the strange boy from two years ago? The horse demon's hooves bounced back, the whole body of the burly horse trembled, and the belly of the pampered horse trembled three times.
Even though they had only met once, Heima still had a deep memory. At that time, the boy was a servant of the Zhu family. He had been working as a servant for many years and had been bought by others almost since he was a child. Originally, it was because the boy from the Zhu family was in need of a companion, so he was brought back by his eyes, as if he planned to train him as a companion. The dark horse doesn't know what happened later, but he only knows that the boy was trusted and was sent to take care of him.
But the feeling that hit it at the moment of contact was so terrifying, like a demon, that it was so suppressed that it couldn't breathe, so it subconsciously raised its hoof and kicked it.
Someone's leg was broken.
Speaking of this, Ma Yao felt quite guilty.
Now the demon god uncle is back intact. Standing in front of it, the pair of strange golden eyes are staring at it, and the aura it exudes is comparable to that of the big demon.
"Recognize me?"
"Master, how could I not recognize you, my master?" The horse demon smiled apologetically.
Originally, he would not have such a flattering face, but fortunately, he has been out with Master Zhu in the past few years, and has learned a lot about the ways of the world, so he thinks he is quite qualified to be a horse-legged boy.
"How well do you know this nearby area?" Li Xi'an ignored the horse face and just asked questions.
He was not familiar with the land he was born in. He really was not familiar with the land. After all, the journey from Taihang to Kunlun was on the same map. This Yaochi dream brought him to Kyushu across tens of millions of years. There was no other useful information in the boy's memory. Li Xi'an now needs a guide who can take him across the land. Now that he has lost his dragon body, the boy's body has not even embarked on the path of cultivation. He is too weak and it is unrealistic for him to go on his own. The horse in front of him was good. If he was also familiar with the surrounding geography, he thought it could be used.
"Sir, when I was not in the Zhu family in the early years, I traveled all over the country. It can be said that I have all the surrounding areas in my heart. If you ask me, I can answer your questions."
"So powerful?" Li Xi'an looked sideways.
According to Qingniao, Kyushu is so vast that it is unimaginable. Is this the same as the rising creature? The horse demon said that he traveled all over the country?
The horse demon nodded, thinking that this time he would not have to suffer any disaster. No matter what the young man in front of him was going to do, he knew everything and hurriedly deceived him away.
"Very good."
Hearing the boy's approval, the horse demon's expression became more solemn. Just waiting to answer this question.
"How much did your master spend to buy you back?"
The horse demon hesitated, vaguely feeling that this question was wrong, but facing those golden candle eyes, he still answered honestly.
"One hundred taels of gold!" One hundred taels of gold buys a horse. Even if the horse is magical, money is not such a waste. So Ma Yao is very proud, proving that he has sufficient commercial value.
Unexpectedly, it heard the boy whispering softly.
"So cheap?"
What? Cheap? What does it mean to be so cheap? The horse demon was furious and shrank back under those eyes.
Li Xi'an put his hand on the ironware next to the stable, and when he shook it, he actually left a fist-sized hole in the ironware.
Then the horse demon was stunned.
Bits of gold sprinkled from the boy's fingers, covering the vat from which he usually drank in the blink of an eye.
"There should be more, just consider it as compensation." Li Xi'an clapped his hands.
"Master!" the horse demon cried, and when he saw the boy coming to hold the reins, he stepped back.
"You're not going to take me away from Zhu's house, are you?"
"Not willing?"
"I don't want to." The horse demon's head shook like a rattle. "Unsatisfied Master said, you said it was cheap because you thought I was a monster. But in the eyes of this family, I am not a monster, just a magical horse. They bought me back this ordinary horse with a hundred taels of gold. , so I’m not a demon now, it’s just a horse that runs fast and grows strong. I don’t want to go back to the old days. It’s fine to be a coolie in a carriage here, but this family is not even a coolie. , it doesn’t hurt me at all.”
Li Xi'an stared at the horse demon for a long time.
The horse demon rarely dared to look at him, and he saw determination on the horse demon's face, complete determination!
From that horse's face, Li Xi'an could tell that the other party was ready to kill him in a violent attack.
Suddenly, both fell silent.
Then it was broken by a chuckle.
"You are actually very scared."
"Afraid!"
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of dying on the road? Or are you afraid that I will kill you now." Li Xi'an sat casually on the ground in front of the horse demon.
"Afraid!" the horse demon neighed.
"If you are afraid, then you might as well ask what you really want. You want to eat and die in the human family, not even the demons, but you still want to run around the world and be a retrograde pebble."
"I am a horse..."
"No, you are a demon. You must be a demon first, and then a horse."
The horse demon was completely crushed. It lowered its head and stared at the boy sitting on the ground. The boy's back was very straight, like a sword. The horse demon couldn't help but think that if this was really a sword, it would be sharp and straight when it was opened. Point to the sky.
The people it had seen in the past were all stooped.
This is true for everyone. Whether it's the handyman in the yard or the guard guarding the door. The wealthy Zhu family is also inevitable, but their rickety partner has become a nobleman who has climbed higher. The boy was still stooped when he was two years ago, and he looked like he couldn't walk upright on two feet. But at this moment, the boy straightened his back, neither contemptuous nor flattering, as if he regarded all things as equals, and he himself was also one of them.
Otherwise, there would be so much to talk about.
Kill them if you don't like them, just take them away by force if you like them. As for the compensation to the Zhu family, I really think too much.
The horse demon was silent.
It doesn't want to return to the path of practice because it has seen too many such things and is tired. Being a monster on the path of practice is not as enjoyable as setting up a carriage for a mortal.
Practice spiritual practice, be full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and be dedicated to treasures and opportunities.
They are all cannibals.
(End of chapter)