Chapter 20: The Blood Rose
Wang Si was happy to see these two vicious dogs going away, and leaned down to kneel down to Tianyue, but Tianyue raised his hand to support him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info just asked him to sit down and speak slowly, and after chatting with Wang Sixi for a while, Tianyue said lightly, "These people in the Black Wind Party have done a lot of evil, and they will be rewarded." Don't forget what I tell you. After speaking, he braved the wind and snow and disappeared into the morning light.
There is a fire wall and a fire kang in the rented room. Tianyue's price is good, the owner of the house serves naturally and dedicatedly, although the outside is dripping into ice, the interior is warm as spring. Pick up a book you picked up from the bookstore and look at it quietly. Buying books and reading books has become a habit for him, and it is as essential as eating and drinking.
The fine snowflakes drifted for a day, until the snow became heavier at night, and large clumps of snowflakes were scattered from the sky, covering the sky. All things in the world, whether they are lowly or noble // dirty and pure, have become one at this time, wrapped in thick silver, and can no longer distinguish each other.
The night is dark, the wind is cold, and the snow is heavy.
Tianyue looked at the sky and said in a low voice, it's a pity that the ground is full of broken jade, and he will go to collect debts. The filthy blood of this world should be drained.
Dead wind lamps are hung high inside and outside the Black Wind Hall, and the reed shed is set up from the hall to the door. The butter candles in the shed are as thick as a child's arm, and they shine as bright as day, and one person hugs the large and small charcoal braziers and distributes them in all corners, and the heat hits the face. A group of "heroes" from all walks of life are drinking and eating meat with big names, and they are short of dividing gold and silver, but when did the "heroes" of Heifengtang lack gold and silver!
The vermilion gate was like a huge mouth that had just eaten the blood of all beings, and it was hideous. The wind is strong, and the gravel is flying. Inside the door, the fist was raised and noisy,
No one noticed, someone knocked lightly at the door at this time, and it sounded three times, like an impermanent iron rope shaking, like the scythe of death mopping the ground.
More than three inches thick on the good basswood door, arm thickness of the iron birch door tethered seems to have experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, decay, silently turned into a pile of sawdust, the wind blows, one after another in the hall.
A young man stood at the door, carrying a huge leather bag, and said in a slightly shy voice, "I'm sorry, I knocked the door too hard." Rotten eyes swept the hall with starry eyes, "I'm here to pay my respects, and by the way, I will collect some interest." ”
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The two strong men who were at the door got up and scolded, before the words fell, the young man raised his hand, and the two of them seemed to be pressed with a huge stone on their bodies, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and their bodies fell to the ground softly.
"Don't mess with my debt collection, line up and take your time."
The blood flower did not fall, it was pulled and twisted in the air by an invisible force, and slowly gathered into a rose, floating in the palm of the young man, the blood color was crystal clear, rose, blood red!
"You see, I have brought a congratulatory gift. It's not easy to find a flower on such a cold day. The young man raised his eyebrows and bowed his head, "I came with a rose in my hand, and the tiger in my heart wanted to roar, is this picture of a rose and a tiger more poetic than the picture of the evil tiger descending the mountain hanging in the hall." I'm sorry, I was wrong again, what kind of poetry to talk about with you people who don't know how to learn, talk about killing people and setting fires, and then let's talk about killing. ”
How can everyone in the Black Wind Hall be teased like this, their perception is very simple, only they can do whatever they want, bully others, if others are half dissatisfied, they are all rebellious, and they should be full of rape and murder. With each weapon, he wanted to let this young man see the majesty of the Black Wind Hall Uncle.
"All sit down, say it's in order, and there's no discipline at all." The young man waved one hand, and the majestic masters only felt that their strength was like being restrained by a rope, and their whole body could not move at all.
The boy dragged the leather bag in one hand and flicked his fingers in the other. One step, the Black Wind Hall on both sides fell to the ground like cutting down grass. One-step! Sixteen people at both tables died. One step across the life and death, the road traveled is the resting place of the dead.
These people are accustomed to seeing life and death, of course they live, and others die. The pity and helplessness of the weak are another supreme pleasure for them. Behind them, there are hall masters, worshippers, and tribal leaders to support them, and they have already formed a posture of looking down and ignoring the beings under their feet, who will consider the feelings of the ants. But today, all this is reversed, and they understand that fear will be the same as the biting chill of this winter night, it does not recognize the people who work the streets, worry about food and clothing, and also do not recognize the self-proclaimed high-ranking Heifengtang uncle, who drinks and eats meat.
One step, two steps... Eight steps, from the doorway through the hall to the main hall, the boy fell eight steps, as he walked, as if his body was blown by the wind, each step, was several feet. Behind him, one hundred and twenty-eight people, dead! The roses held in the palm of the palm are redder and brighter, and the blood will be killed in sixteen steps, and the blood will turn into a flower in the palm!
At a table in the main hall, a tall man in black sat on the main seat, with angry eyes, motionless and viciously looking at the young man who walked into the room.
"Everyone is well, the hall master is longevity, let's say something else after the birthday. If you can live to be fifty years old, you should worship the heavens well, the sky net is restored, and I accidentally leaked you. Tsk, don't you feel lucky. Oh, I forgot that you can't speak, how about my ability to bind the wind and listen to the wind? It's all a little trick to kill chickens and dogs, but it's just right for you. After speaking, with a wave of his palm, he untied Shu Bo on several people.
The situation outside was already in the eyes of a few people, and their hearts were cold, the one headed by was the master of the Black Wind Hall, and a few people were on the road the moment the door was broken, knowing that with a few people's cultivation, it was not in the eyes of others at all, and they still hoped that the offerings in the hall would come in time in the next life.
The master of the Black Wind Hall stood up and hugged his fists and said, "I don't know where my Black Wind Hall offended you, please make it clear." As long as you draw the line, you can let me go, and all the conditions are up to you. I, the Black Wind Hall, is also a branch that serves the leaders of the Ministry, and the laws in the Ministry, if you can reach an agreement with us, you can be exempted from all of this. In the past, he asked for the lives of others when he opened his mouth, but he only felt that he was willing to talk to the other party so warmly, and the conditions were already giving the other party a lot of face.
"Hehe, you know what the law is. It's a pity that your law is for the small people, and the law is for the people! You, like those above you, make the rules, but you are outside the rules! People like you are like ringworm in the bodies of all beings, sucking flesh and blood, causing people to suffer for the rest of their lives until they die! Today you will speak to me about the horror of the law, and you will know that the way of heaven is deep, and it is always strange and strange to me, and it makes me self-reliant; The world is majestic, I respect and fear, the kindness is deeply difficult to repay, and the goodness is fearful. Those whom I fear are only Tao and virtue! The way of heaven, the virtue of the world! I'm sorry to disappoint you without your laws. ”
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