Walking on the rivers and lakes will inevitably have accidents, and the probability is much greater than lying at home, so what if you lie on the rivers and lakes? Yang Qingfeng will tell you that it is much bigger.

Because when I was sleeping on the altar table in the broken temple, an accident happened......

After coming out of Liujiazhuang, he walked all the way north, only knowing that he could reach the starting point of his life all the way north, and he felt that Master and Yun Danxi should be there.

Although that starting point might have cost him his life, why couldn't he just be her? When she went south, she knew that the trip would be dangerous, but she followed him anyway. Now that he is heading north, he decides to use his life to find her.

I don't know how long he walked, but he came to a wilderness, hungry, and his horse had changed steamed buns many days ago.

Just when he was about to starve to death on the street, he saw a broken temple, and there was a steamed bun on the offering table in the temple, which was no less than sending charcoal in the snow for Yang Qingfeng, and he swallowed it after worshipping the Bodhisattva. With food in his stomach, he suddenly felt tired, and when he saw that the offering table was as flat as a bed, he smiled and lay down.

As he was asleep, he noticed someone walking beside him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a face with distorted features, which was three inches away from the tip of his nose, staring at him deadly.

Yang Qingfeng was startled and didn't get up, because his body was tied to the offering table. I want to speak, but my mouth can only make a mushy sound.

I saw that the big man began to sharpen his knife, and after sharpening his knife, he began to boil water again.

Yang Qingfeng was puzzled, why didn't he boil water while sharpening his knife.

The water in the pot gurgled loudly, and Yang Qingfeng wanted to remind him that if he cooked food, he could get out of the pot, but he couldn't speak.

The branches under the stove burned into black charcoal, but the big man drew a Taoist on the ground, trying to remind him that the fire was about to stop, but he could only make a mushy sound.

The big man suddenly threw the wooden stick in his hand and almost smashed it in the face, so frightened that he shut up obediently, realizing that he was in danger now.

The big man picked up the branch again, wiped off the road on the ground with the sole of his shoe, and drew it all over again.

Yang Qingfeng looked at his paintings of one, two, and three, and felt even more stupid at this time, and he couldn't guess what he was doing even if he wanted to break his head.

This reminded him of Yun Danxi, if it was her, he would definitely be able to guess it, as if he could guess what he was thinking every time.

She is always so empathetic and can be spontaneous when she is with her, because she always silently helps herself make up for her mistakes.

She did so much and ......... herself As soon as she thought of the hurt she had suffered that night in the stone chamber, and her own indifferent attitude, her heart began to ache, tingle, and cramp, and then blame herself, and feel guilty, resentful, and ashamed.

Yang Qingfeng felt that the whip was drawn on his body, and the saliva was spit on his face, ashamed of him, he wanted to find a hole to get into, as long as he could hide a hole in his face, but his body was tied, he twisted, his body twisted, his head twisted, and even his facial features were twisted.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Yang Qingfeng knew that he was not clapping, because the right side of his face was hot and painful.

Angrily opened his eyes and stared at the big man.

Dahan said humbly: "Lao Tzu still thinks you want to change...... It turned out that it was just an itchy face. After speaking, he raised his palm, "Is it itchy over there?"

Yang Qingfeng shook his head vigorously.

The temple door sounded, and the chaotic footsteps came from far to near, and only a few honest voices walked in.

Yang Qingfeng glanced out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw the seven tower-like men in the house, he suddenly thought of the Seven Strange Temple. Sure enough, he saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and he screamed in a daze, wanting to attract the attention of those people, only hoping that Lou Lao Liu would come over.

Unfortunately, it was another big man who walked over, who also looked at him very closely, and asked, "What is this?"

The big man who tied him up said, "Trickster." ”

The big man said, "What will change?"

The big man who tied him said, "Change your face." ”

The big man said, "Change one and take a look." ”

Yang Qingfeng has a hard time, he is thinking about whether to change or not to change......

The big man said, "Where did you catch a dumb man?"

The big man who tied him said, "I came in by myself and ate the steamed buns on the table." ”

The big man said: "This business is getting better and better. ”

There are no two people in the world who can grind their ears and temples every day without contradictions, let alone seven people.

Yang Qingfeng listened to their quarrel, and the content of the quarrel was whether he should kill him today, but he was very happy, as long as he didn't let him change his face.

The endless argument lasted for a long time, and finally, a big man came over with a wide blade and a short knife, Yang Qingfeng closed his eyes, and said secretly, "My life is over." ”

"Dong" The short knife chopped on the offering table, Yang Qingfeng moved his limbs, fortunately, he was there, only to see that the big man began to roll up his sleeves, one by one, and muttered in his mouth, "It doesn't matter if it's the first day of junior high school or fifteen, Lao Tzu has to eat it if he's hungry!"

Another big man came over, hugged the big man with rolled sleeves from behind, and shouted, "Old Seven, you can't kill, it's fifteen today." "Panicked.

Another big man came over, pushed away the big man who was not allowed to be killed, and said, "Old five, fourteen today, you can kill." ”

Lao Qi took the short knife in his hand again and raised it high, Yang Qingfeng closed his eyes again, he had regrets, regrets that he couldn't see her before he died.

The short knife still didn't cut off, and was snatched away by another big man.

However, it was only a brief rejoicing that the short knife was raised high again.

Just lift, put down, lift, put down...... After a few rounds, one of the big men said, "Why don't you let him give him some money and let him go." ”

As soon as these words came out, they ushered in the unanimous approval of the six people.

They all poked their faces over and asked expectantly, "Give me some money and let you go, okay?"

Yang Qingfeng couldn't wait to nod.

A big man brought hot water and fed him to drink.

Yang Qingfeng tried to say "ah", which was very clear. shouted in a lost voice, "Lou Lao Liu, you can't be killed with a knife, you can't pierce with a sword, you must know that today, you should have stabbed you in Huashan!"

hovering on the edge of life and death again and again, making him almost emotionally collapsed, so he scolded.

When Lou Laoliu heard this, he hurriedly leaned his head over, pulling Yang Qingfeng's face up and down, left and right.

Yang Qingfeng said, "Look, can't you see the handsome face of the young master Yang Qingfeng?"

Lou Lao Liu said to the other six brothers: "He is really Yang Qingfeng......!

Yang Qingfeng sat on the offering table, looked at the seven big men kneeling at his feet, and said secretly, "This day is really a surprise. ”

He lifted the seven people up one by one and said, "You guys are scared of me, what's the matter with the steamed buns?"

The seven people said that they didn't know, and they were unconscious after picking them up and eating them, and they couldn't speak, knowing that it was poisonous, and they were reluctant to throw it......

To entertain the most esteemed guests, you have to use the best wine, and the best wine is the wine that you are reluctant to drink, although the seven of them only have one pot of wine.

Eight people sat around, drinking wine, baking a campfire, and chatting about their experiences like close friends after a long absence.

After Lou Lao Liu swore an oath to return to the Seven Strange Temple from Huashan, he told the other six people about the matter, and after some discussion, he decided to follow the oath and be a "good person".

But the "good guys" who are hungry for a long time are not very good......