Meng Lin listened to these mysterious rumors, chuckled and shook his head, thinking: "Rumors, rumors, and rumors become outrageous legends."

After drinking pear blossom wine, he returned to Chen Siye's riverside courtyard and saw that the rice was ready on the redwood table.

The rice was brown rice, and the fried fish should be the grass carp that Siye caught.

Meng Lin smiled slightly, put the wine pot down on the dining table with a "click".

Then, Chen Siye, whose hair was almost completely white, strode from the kitchen with his nose flapping.

He laughed and said, "What did I say smells so good? It's pear blossom wine! You run around all day, where do you get the money?"

Meng Lin picked up the black ceramic bowl and took a big mouthful of rice with bamboo chopsticks: "I have nothing to do after practicing boxing, so I help out at the Du family's pharmacy to earn some pocket money for my family. Shopkeeper Du is very kind to me and teaches me to read and write."

Mr. Chen Si happily drank a sip of pear blossom wine: "You are a filial boy. I say, how long are you going to eat and drink for free at my house? The weather has been warm for a long time, why don't you leave?"

Meng Lin finished the rice in two or three bites, and picked up a piece of grass carp with bamboo chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

He closed his eyes and savored the fresh fish: "It was indeed free food and drink before, but it will not count from today. I don't have any clues now. I want to go home, but where should I go? You can't chase me to the street, right?"

Then, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and jumped up: "I'm done, you eat slowly. There are a lot of water plants by the river, I'll drive a few pigs from my home over there to let them go!"

"Go away!" Chen Siye stopped arguing with Meng Lin, sat down at the jujube-red dining table, picked up the wine bowl and drank a big sip of pear blossom wine, lowered his head and laughed a few times.

Unexpectedly, he squinted his eyes because of the east wind outside the door, and a tear accidentally fell into the wine bowl.

With a "click", the light green wine was smashed into circles of ripples.

The water plants were lush by the Yudai River, Meng Lin drove three pigs and found a secluded place to let the pigs forage freely.

He was lying on the grass on the hillside, reciting the soup song taught by Shopkeeper Du in his mind.

At this time, there was an old Taoist priest in the distance by the river, and he was running towards Meng Lin for some reason.

The old Taoist priest had gray hair, a beard more than five inches long, a pear-yellow hairpin on his head, a gray cloth Taoist robe, and a silver silk whisk in his hand. He ran without touching the ground, with his sleeves fluttering, as if he was riding the wind, and he looked like an immortal.

"Hey, isn't this the old Taoist priest who listened to me reciting the soup song in front of the medicine shop? Why is he running so fast, like flying on the grass? It seems that the rumors are true. He is a real immortal master!"

"We must stop him quickly and ask about the injury of the fourth grandfather. Thank God, the fourth grandfather is saved!" Meng Lin saw the old Taoist priest and was overjoyed and thinking wildly.

"Master, please stay!" Meng Lin greeted the old Taoist priest in the gray robe, with a smile on his face.

The old Taoist priest in gray robe heard this from afar, his beard quivered, and he was shocked. He couldn't help but say, "Fuck you... uh... please don't blame me, Infinite Heavenly Venerable." Without saying much, he turned around and left.

I don't know if Meng Lin heard the greeting blurted out by the old Taoist priest in gray robe. When he saw the old Taoist priest turning around and about to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Master, I am the boy who recites the soup recipe song at the door of the Du family's medicine shop in the town! You listened to me reciting the soup recipe song for a long time. I remember you and I have something to ask you!"

The old Taoist priest in gray robe jumped and murmured, "It is indeed a blessing, not a disaster, but a disaster cannot be avoided. This cause and effect is not easy to resolve, so it is better to resolve it quickly and not get involved."

Seeing the old Taoist priest in gray robe stop, Meng Lin chased him, bowed and clasped his fists, and said loudly, "Master, I have something to ask you."

The old Taoist priest in gray robe had no expression on his face: "Tell me, what is it?"

"Master, I saw you running on the grass , he never touched the ground, he must be the immortal master that everyone is talking about..."

"What's the matter! Tell me quickly, I have something else to do."

"Okay, okay. My name is Meng Lin. Last winter, I took a black-sailed boat from the Yudai River and drifted here. For some reason, I have lost my memory and can't remember what happened before I came to Qingluo Town."

"Also, my fourth grandfather was at the Yudai River and accidentally ran into a group of men in black dragging things from the bottom of the river. He was hit hard by a man in black and fainted at the time. There are no scars on his body now, but he is aging very quickly. Please save my fourth grandfather and me!"

Meng Lin felt that this immortal master was straightforward and didn't like to talk nonsense, so he spoke quickly like a string of cannonballs.

The old Taoist in gray robe looked at Meng Lin, blinking his eyes cunningly: "Young man, I recognize you. But I am just an ordinary old Taoist priest, who only knows a little bit of Qinggong."

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Your fourth grandfather must have been hit by the magic of devouring essence. I am not a real immortal master. You need to find someone who cultivates immortality to cleanse his meridians with innate vitality and remove the traces of magic, and then you can heal him."

Then, he looked at Meng Lin with a smile: "As for your missing memory, it should be some forbidden method that sealed the fragments in your mind. I'm sorry I can't do anything." After saying this, he ran away.

Seeing Meng Lin dejected, the old Taoist in gray robe stopped and thought for a while, and then said, "Don't be discouraged. It's not hopeless. If you have the opportunity to enter a sect of immortal cultivation, everything is possible." After a pause, he told the handsome young man, "In addition, if you have the opportunity, you can ask a master to look at the seal in your mind. But since it is sealed, there must be a hidden story. Remember not to ask anyone casually, so as not to ask your enemies and be killed innocently." Hearing the old Taoist priest say this, Meng Lin had no choice but to give up herding piglets, tidy up his mood, and prepare to go home from the river. The surrounding water grass was overgrown and the surface of the jade belt river was calm. It seemed that there was less noise than usual, and the river sounded unusually quiet. As the sun set, Meng Lin lowered his head to drive the pigs. One person and three pigs were silent, leaving only four long shadows behind them. After returning home, Meng Lin was depressed for a while and told Chen Siye about meeting the old Taoist in gray robe. Unexpectedly, Chen Siye was more open-minded than him, and comforted Meng Lin: Although he was getting older, he still had the foundation of boxing when he was young, and he would not die immediately, so there was no need to worry about him too much.

Jade rabbit rose in the east, and the grandfather and grandson put down their work and fell asleep, without saying a word all night.

The next day, Meng Lin cheered up, practiced Chen Changchang boxing for dozens of times, breathed a sigh of relief, closed his fist and stood still, his heart surging.

After practicing for several months, Meng Lin found that his body was more and more flexible, he jumped like flying, and his strength was long.

Now he could easily move the stone mill in the yard with a shake of his arms.

After practicing boxing, Meng Lin came to Du's medicine shop to do some odd jobs as usual.

After being busy for a while, he heard the shopkeeper Du calling him, so he stood in front of the shopkeeper and listened to his instructions.

"Meng Lin, you have been in our medicine shop for a while, right? To be honest, I am very happy to see that you are diligent and sensible, so I am willing to teach you to read and recognize characters." Shopkeeper Du said happily, looking at Meng Lin who was standing beside him in an orderly manner.

Then, he changed the subject: "But I found that you are always depressed and dazed recently. Is there something wrong at home? Tell me, maybe I can help you."

"Shopkeeper Du, I know you are good to me, and I don't treat you as an outsider. My fourth grandfather is sick, but he doesn't seem to be sick. Anyway, he doesn't feel any pain or itch, no injuries or marks, but he is getting older day by day." Meng Lin looked a little depressed, and he hesitated and said slowly.

"Oh, look at the couplet hanging in front of our medicine shop. Can you read it now?"

Shopkeeper Du stretched out his left hand, grabbed a handful of herbs in the medicine grinder, looked at it calmly, and seemed to look at Meng Lin mysteriously.