Li Lu was really sad, running frantically all the way, through the streets and alleys, detouring to a low hill by the river, and crying bitterly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Li Lu's appearance is not the best, he is better than being slender, concave and plump, and is the most rare Peugeot character in the entire Luxian County, especially those talking eyes, there is no young man in ten miles and eight villages who does not like it, and they are all worried about marrying into the Li family.

Now that such an incident has happened, not to mention hurting the face of the Li family, even if he has no face to go out to see his neighbors again, besides, if it is someone else, it is just that, but this Cloak Leper is a famous pickled character in Luxian County, how can he be worthy of her, how to say it when asked, is it possible that this ugly thing can be rounded back?

Li Lu, who was crying loudly, thought that she had given such an ordinary and annoying person last night, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to love, and at this moment, she suddenly saw a handsome man's face hidden in the surging river, and it was Ziyang when she looked closely.

Ziyang's eyebrows in the river were furrowed, a pair of sparkling phoenix eyes squinted at her, and the corners of her lips that seemed to open and close glanced down at a subtle arc, and the whole looked like a look of extreme disgust and disgust.

Li Lu stood up, and when he looked back and saw the servants who were chasing after him, including Wu Sangouzi, who was dressed in blue clothes and waving a white handkerchief, he was immediately disheartened, smiled desolately, and jumped into the river.

The servants of the Li family were stunned for a moment, but they reacted immediately, and hurriedly shouted: "Go and invite Uncle Zhang, get off the boat, the third sister has jumped into the river."

A group of servants went up to the place where Li Lu was standing just now and looked down, where was her shadow, and suddenly more than half of the people turned around and ran down the mountain again, passing by Wu Sangouzi, who was also stunned in place, they couldn't help but snort, and scolded, "**** thing, if the third sister has three long and two short, chop up your pig's head"

Wu Sangouzi was relieved by this scolding, and when he saw that the servants were gone, he also ran to the top of the mountain, looked down, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

Hey, let's go quickly, if you wait for the Li family to turn their heads and rely on themselves, they really can't eat and walk around, thinking of this, Wu Sangouzi hurriedly raised a pair of trembling legs, stood up, wiped his sweat while running in the opposite direction of Luxian, and disappeared into the wild forest after a while.

The old lady Li tied up Ziyang and the little monk and sat in the main hall with a group of sisters waiting for the news, until sunset, when she heard the noise outside the door and cried, I saw that the family members who chased out in the morning came back with a sad face, and some simply cried and wiped their tears, and when they saw the old lady Li, they hurriedly knelt on the ground and couldn't help crying.

"What's the matter, what are you crying about, my wife is not dead yet" Mrs. Li shouted with a cane.

"Old lady, the third sister committed suicide by throwing herself into the river," a mother-in-law cried.

"What, what did you say?" Old Madam Li stood up suddenly, pointed at the woman tremblingly, and said, "You tell me again."

"Old lady, the third sister committed suicide by throwing herself into the river," a male nurse also choked up and said.

"Oh, my silly girl" Mrs. Li suddenly burst into guts, and fainted with a loud roar.

"What's the matter" Second Sister Li and the other sisters hurriedly helped the old lady up, patted her back and breathed for a while, only to see that she had come to her senses, her lips trembled for a long time and she didn't speak, so she stepped forward and walked up to the two servants and asked.

"Back to the second lady, when we chased to the river in the morning, the third sister had already thrown into the river, we hurriedly went to find Zhang Shu and put two river boats to salvage under the root of the mountain, but until now we have not found the body of the third sister, the whole river has been crossed with a big net, not even a hair has been seen"

"Keep fishing for me, if you want to see people in life and see corpses in death," Mrs. Li finally relieved herself and shouted loudly.

The two servants answered and were about to retreat, and the old lady heard each other again, "What about the leper?"

"No, I didn't see it" The servant listened to the old lady's question, and then remembered that there was such a person, who was busy with the third sister's affairs, and left this gun thief behind.

"Go, find me, dig three feet into the ground and dig it back for me, if you dare to run, chop off my hands and feet, don't show mercy to my subordinates" Mrs. Li's eyes were gloomy, and she said hatefully.

The two servants answered and retreated.

"Mother, don't be sad" Second Sister Li saw that Mrs. Li was crying, so she hurriedly wiped away her tears and stepped forward to persuade.

"Oh, I'm a third sister, confused, my mother is just a disguise, wouldn't it be good to quietly clean up the cloaked leper at night, then you will marry that Taoist priest, and you can't say anything outside, how can you be so stupid, my third sister" Mrs. Li hung her chest in pain, and the old tears were all over her face.

Second Sister Li pursed her lips when she heard this, and said secretly in her heart: This mother is really eccentric, this ugly incident is not a small san's usual indiscretion, a good son doesn't like it, he looks at a white-faced Taoist priest, and does such a cheap thing, he deserves to be provoked by a cloak.

Let's not mention how to make a fuss in front for the time being, just say that Ziyang and the little monk were tied up and locked in the firewood room, and the two of them stared at each other with big eyes, and they were silent for a while.

"Hey, you are so big and tied up, and you don't even let go of a child like me, it's really too deceitful" The little monk sighed and said sadly.

Ziyang didn't speak, looked at the blood-red glow that came through the firewood room and said, "When it's dark and no one is around, we're leaving here."

"Can you untie the rope?" The little monk saw that his expression was indifferent, as if he was facing a great enemy, so he asked.

"What's so difficult about this," Ziyang said nonchalantly.

"Hey, then you can untie me first, it's so tight," the little monk said, leaning his back over.

Ziyang looked at his fat body, the rope was not tied very hard, and he couldn't do it to such a young child, so he said to the double dragon sword behind him: "It's troublesome brother."

As soon as the words fell, only a sound of contention came from the scabbard, and then the void light flashed, and before the little monk could see what was going on, he felt that the rope on his body was instantly broken into countless pieces, scattered on the ground, and the rope on Ziyang's body was also cut into several pieces.

The process was so swift that it was as if he were about to tell his subordinates to do something, and as soon as he said half a word, the servant had done the thing.

The little monk shook from side to side, dredged the stagnant blood, stood up, leaned behind Ziyang and looked at the sword and said, "Where did you steal it from?"

"Little child, what nonsense, this is what I picked up from the bottom of the river" Ziyang helplessly patted the little monk's head.

"Why did you pick it up?" It's really easy to get hurt when a child puts on a skeptical look.

"Because I saved you, I picked it up by the way" Ziyang responded to him angrily, took out the water bag in his arms and poured it twice, until the slightly whitish red lips regained their bright color.

"Oh, I see, why do you have so many magic weapons, I don't have any of them" The little monk touched his bare head and melon seeds, took the water bag handed by Ziyang, and drank two sips.

"Maybe you haven't grown up yet."

"Will you have it when you grow up?"

"Well, I didn't even have a bowl to eat when I was your age"

"Why aren't there bowls?"

"Because of poverty"

"Why are you poor?"

"Because I am an orphan, without parents and without knowing where I came from and where I am going"

"Then why are you an orphan?"

"I heard from the master that I am a remnant soul outside the Three Realms and Six Realms, and I fell directly into the mortal world and became a human without going through reincarnation."

"Why did you become human?"

"Because people are easy to use"

"What is good for people?"

"It's easy to walk and eat"

"What about me? Am I also an orphan? ”

"You're not"

"How do you know I'm not?"

"Because your master told me"

"When did my master tell you, how did I not know?"

"Before leaving"

"Oh" The little monk suddenly fell silent, as if he remembered the scene when he was abandoned by the old monk that day, his bald head hung down, revealing the nine ring scars on the back of his head like red spots, which looked irregular, and it was the blood marks smashed by the nine relics.

The double chin was squeezed out as wide as a crescent moon, drooping on his chest, and his small red lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word, as if he was a little sad.

"Your master is not dead, when you grow up, you can go back to find him" Ziyang squatted down, put his hand on the base of his neck, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he looked at the circle of white and tender flesh.

"I know, you've said it many times" The little monk raised his head, seemed to have regained his previous vitality, ran to the door of the firewood room and listened, then shhhed at Ziyang, and whispered: "It seems that someone is coming"

Hearing that the little monk was coming, Ziyang looked at the broken rope in that place, lifted the little monk, pointed his sword at the center of his eyebrows, and disappeared into the firewood room in an instant.

This escape to the suburbs more than three miles in a small forest, just the sunset completely sunk, see not far away there is a blue lake, the two of them went over to wash their faces, a day for food, are very tired, Ziyang after a little breathing, then picked some leaves and flowers and followed the little monk to chew on the lake.

There was no way, the two really had nothing to eat, so they could only use this to satisfy their hunger, although the leaves were tender, but they were bitter and hard to chew, the little monk threw them away after eating two bites, lay on the ground and began to roll, saying nothing and refusing to obey.

Ziyang was also helpless, was crying, only to see a young deer slowly walking not far away, about a year old, the horns have not yet been formed, the back is covered with white spots, the eyes are like a cloud, like water, after walking to the little monk's side and arching him, he suddenly shed tears, and then suddenly turned around and ran up, crashed into a boulder by the lake, instantly his head gushed blood, and he died of breath.

The little monk was stunned for a moment, hurriedly got up from the ground, ran over with his little short legs, and when he saw that the deer was dead, he howled and cried, in fact, he didn't know why he was crying, but he felt that the sadness rose from the depths of his heart, fierce and intense, so that he didn't have time to think too much.

"I forgot my worries several times, I was delusional and meditated several times, I was godless and cultivated, and I was idle with tears. Don't be sad, if you can't bear to eat meat, bury it" Ziyang also walked over and patted Huitong on the shoulder.

The little monk who accompanied the pumping and hitching buried the deer by the lake, the two chewed the leaves and flowers, and continued to hurry, just a few steps, and suddenly bumped into the oncoming man in Tsing Yi, with his hair scattered, looking extremely embarrassed, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be Wu Sangou who was pretending to be Ziyang.

Wu Sangouzi also saw them, and ran forward in two or three steps and scolded angrily: "You shameless and skinless stinky Taoist priest, it's not you, you killed my third sister by throwing herself into the river, today, I want to avenge the third sister" said and pounced like a tiger wolf.

Ziyang frowned and dodged sideways, they had just come up from the lake, it was a place with a downward wave, and Wu Sangou didn't stop his foot, and directly fell into the lake with his teeth and claws.

"Let's go" Ziyang grabbed the little monk's shoulder in a cold voice, pointed at his eyebrows, and disappeared in an instant.

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