第四章 横扫千军

得嘞，刚合眼，脑子里就嗡嗡响。这老头儿，眼珠子滴溜溜转得跟有雷达似的，嘴里还呢喃着什么“这小子…气血足得跟打不死似的”“这要是能拿回去炼个丹…啧啧”。我估计他那脑筋急转弯转得，比我的小脑袋还快。 眼皮子直跳，心里头跟猫抓似的，又不得真睁开眼。赶紧闭死，心想死马当活马医，横竖睡不着，不如琢磨琢磨这茬儿。要真遇上啥高人指点，咱姑且学两手，能傍身也好，免得真被人“炼丹”了，那可就热闹了。 也不知道过了多久，脑子彻底放空，迷迷糊糊的，好像飘在云端。眼前金光一闪，雾气扑面而来。哎哟我去！我这是跟王母娘娘擦肩而过还是跟哪路神仙在休憩？定睛一看，嚯，这服饰，这气场，上到九十九，下到刚会走，都得喊爷的架势啊！ 我瞪大眼珠子，想说句“您好老人家”，舌头没转悠过来，喉咙又哽着。就瞅见这仙风道骨的老头儿，缓步走到我面前，脸上挂着那种“我早就看透一切”的微笑，伸手往我脑门上一拍。 “嘿！”我条件反射噌地坐起来，差点把被角拽秃噜了。-patterned robes, an aura that commanded attention and respect. He strode towards me with the confidence of someone who had seen it all, and with a flick of his hand on my forehead, he exhaled a gentle, yet powerful energy. "Shouldn't you be asleep?" the old man chuckled, his voice like wind chimes in the pines. I blinked, trying to process what was happening. This wasn't a dream. The room was still dark, but there was a faint glow emanating from the old man, illuminating the corners of the room with a golden light.