MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 2 Good luck

  Chapter 2 Forming Good Relationships

Qi Wuhuo listened engrossed, and subconsciously moved forward when he heard the words, and took a few more steps to avoid the rocks. The full moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight flowed down like water. People are in sight.

Under the full moon, on top of the bluestone, an old man in a purple robe sat cross-legged, with white hair and beard, but in good spirits, with a gourd hanging from his waist, with a smile on his lips, stretching out his hand Call him over.

   As the winter night approached, I met another old man in the mountains.

It may be a passerby who has lost his way, but it may also be the illusion of a demon. Qi Wuhuo pursed his lips, pulled the place where he was carrying the basket with his left hand, and pressed his right hand down on his waist. There was a small dagger there. Gotta be sharp.

  You can't be bullied by those hooligans in the town at a young age, so it's impossible to just rely on book knowledge.

   Stepping forward a few steps, he said: "It's already getting late, winter is coming, and it's especially cold on the mountain. It's almost freezing to death when it's ugly. Why is the old man still staying here?"

  The boy's movements naturally couldn't be hidden from the many [immortals] around him.

Seeing this, the many birds, beasts, and monsters hidden around were almost terrified. The old man in front of him must have status and supernatural powers. I don't know their identity, but they are all very respectful.

   This young man broke in somehow, and still has such guts.

  Besides, a big tiger with a white forehead and a dangling eye covered its mouth with its paws, its eyes staring as big as a big cat in the world, and they were all calmed down. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, so this young child is not afraid of anything? !

  The old man didn't feel much, just stroked his beard slightly, suddenly smiled and pointed to his leg, saying:

"The old man's house is in the west of the capital city. I came here to visit relatives and friends. I saw the scenery of this mountain is very good. I went up to enjoy it. Unknowingly, I missed the time. When I was in a hurry to go down the mountain, I stepped on the wrong foot and fell my leg. .”

   "Those who don't see people before and see the way behind, can only sit here for a while, make some noise, and hope that there are still woodcutters and mountaineers who have not come down the mountain, so they can be lured here, and helpers."

   "Otherwise, if the mountain is covered by heavy snow today, I am afraid that I will die on this mountain and be eaten by wild beasts."

This joke made all the monsters on the mountain shudder several times. Qi Wuhuo looked at it, and under the moonlight, the old man's legs and feet really looked strange. There is indeed a sense of flesh and blood, no doubt about it.

Seeing that it was an old man again, most of the hesitation in his heart disappeared, and he knelt down slightly, let the old man stretch out his injured leg, press it a little for inspection, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, no bones and muscles are injured, apply the wound to the wound." Take the medicine and take rest, and it will take about a month to recover."

  He set the bones of the old man first, and then took out dry food and clear water from a bamboo tube for the old man to eat to satisfy his hunger. The old man smiled and said, "Does little brother know medical skills?"

  Qi Wuhuo helped to trap the injured leg with cloth strips, and said without looking up:

  “Five years ago when I escaped from a catastrophe, I walked with a gentleman for a while, and he taught me something.”

  The old man's expression was slightly strange, and he said, "Is that your teacher?"

   "What about him now?"

  Qi Wuhuo paused, and replied:

"When I passed by Bingzhou, I accidentally fell into the demon country. At that time, there were hundreds of thousands of displaced people. The ghosts were doing business in the [vegetable market] on the side of the road. They used people as vegetables. They had to pass through the barriers of the demon country to get a hundred catties of 'vegetable meat'. He walked into the vegetable market by himself, and I came out instead."

   "Say: The young live."

The old man's face became more and more ashamed, and suddenly he felt his legs and feet tightened, but Qi Wuhuo **** his injured leg with all his strength, and then the young man heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and smiled and said, "In this case, the old man's leg will be fine, But it's getting late, and I'm afraid there will be heavy snow these days."

"When the snow melts, it's extremely cold in the mountains. Even the blind bear will find a place to wake up and fall asleep. If the old man doesn't dislike it, why not go to my house to stay for a while and wait until the injury heals before talking about other things, or I will carry the old man to the town down the mountain. Although the town is remote, there is also an inn where the old man can live leisurely."

  The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "I think I hit it off with my little brother."

   "If you don't think I'm bothering you, old man, I really want to spend more time with you."

  So Qi Wuhuo looped the back basket with a rope, hung it around his neck, placed it in front of him, squatted down slightly, let the old man lie on his back, and then got up.

  He often travels to and from the mountains and forests, chopping firewood for his salary. He is actually in good health, carrying an old man on his back.

  The previous night fog was still thick, but now Qi Wuhuo could see it.

  The old man lowered his eyes slightly, intending to test his mind, so he didn't let this layer of mist dissipate, but it became deeper and deeper, making the mountain road seem steep, and his own weight gradually increased.

   When Qi Wuhuo took ten steps, he was still just like an ordinary old man.

  Twenty steps away is as heavy as a thirty-year-old man.

   After more than a hundred steps, it was almost like carrying a stone statue on his back, just approaching the upper limit of Qi Wuhuo's strength. He was extremely tired but able to support it. Qi Wuhuo's pace gradually slowed down, but he never stopped.

  The night finally darkened.

  Winter is approaching, and the beasts in the mountains are hungry and frantic. They have to save enough fat to survive the severe winter. The sky is blue, the trees are silhouetted, and the howling of wolves can be heard, as if they are approaching.

  If it is an ordinary person, most of them are already trembling with liver and gallbladder.

Qi Wuhuo's breathing was a little messy, but his footsteps were still steady, but his right hand was lowered to catch the dagger at his waist. Other than that, the young man's sweat-soaked clothes and the heat on his neck proved that he really It is a great physical loss.

  The old man nodded approvingly.

Suddenly Qi Wuhuo whispered, and said: "Mr., I just met for the first time and held down the dagger; then I invited you down the mountain, it was a bit presumptuous, I hope you don't mind, I smelled a monster, so Worry."

  The old man seemed shocked: "Monster?"

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Yes."

  The old man said: "Can you smell the monster?"

  Qi Wuhuo paused, and then replied:

   "If you see a lot of youkai, you can smell it a little bit."

  The old man was speechless, contacting the previous demon country and catastrophe, he could also know that this is definitely not a memory that ordinary people would like to touch.

  Suddenly felt that it was boring to test the mind like this.

   Isn't this young man's temperament as clear as the bright moon?

   Sighing secretly, he simply dispelled the spell.

  Qi Wuhuo didn't notice that the weight of the old man behind him weakened instantly.

There is also a sense of mystery pouring into his body, healing the many dark wounds left by the catastrophe, Qi Wuhuo only felt that the meridians all over his body were instantly relieved, Yang Qi was born in the soles of his feet, and the exhausted physical strength recovered in an instant , Looking up again, the night fog has cleared, and lights can be seen faintly on the road ahead.

  Qi Wuhuo couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said happily:

   "Old man, my town is here."

  After speaking, the footsteps were windy, and he walked down the mountain with the old man on his back.

The moonlight was bright in the sky, and the young man was walking in big strides. It is extremely dangerous to walk in the mountains at night, but in a place invisible to the naked eye, there are a group of goblins who are sheltering and driving away the goblins. The fox holds the candle in front, and the tiger presses its claws behind.

   Those hungry and faint packs of wolves and beasts did not dare to come over at all, and the wandering ghosts gathered in the mountains did not dare to bully them.

There is a place where the mountain gods come out at night, carefree and at ease, seeing a group of goblins walking at night from a distance, dumbfounded, and retreating more than a hundred miles in horror, when they look back, they are still in the area covered by fog, with no way forward and no way back. , It was even more heart palpitations, fearing that some demons, great sages, and true immortals from the land would go on tour, and hurriedly burned incense to tell the gods.

   Qi Wuhuo walked down the mountain, the old man looked back.

  The night fog that covered the mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles suddenly subsided, and the fog became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was no more than a piece of purple gauze on the hat.

   In addition, the mountains and rivers are clear and clean, the wind is clear and the moon is bright.

that is it.

   "Let's go, go back to the little brother's place."

   "You bear me a thousand or two hundred steps, and you should form a good relationship."

  (end of this chapter)