Wang Qing old man said: "Mrs. Du, don't be afraid of these eagle claws, since ancient times, evil has ......been invincible" Before he finished speaking, the bow and arrow had been shot into his chest, Wang Qing fell to the ground in response, and the granddaughter next to him pounced on him, crying "Grandpa, grandpa", and his wife Wang Shi also immediately mourned. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe villagers were restless again, and someone shouted, "Fight with them!" When the black-clothed men heard this, their steel knives were unsheathed, their spears were raised, and they stepped forward to stand on guard. When the villagers saw the cold light, they were silent again.

When Mrs. Du suddenly saw this, she collapsed to the ground. No matter how arrogant he was before, he was distracted at this time.

The black-clothed leader asked again, "Mrs. Du, is the child important?" Or is the Du Family Name Festival important? Can you tell me the whereabouts of the child now? After speaking, he took the bow and arrows again, saw the crying child on Wang Qing's old man, and said, "Okay, this time let your ancestors and grandchildren reunite." The arrow pointed to Wang Qing's six-year-old granddaughter. Mrs. Du, you say your child is innocent? Or are people's children more innocent? ”

Mrs. Du is going through repeated psychological struggles at the moment. Du Xu's family, single name Xuan, was born in the Xu family of Yuzhang, a scholarly family, smart and virtuous since childhood, proficient in scripture and history, and clear and righteous. Later, he combined with Du Qiao, and he was exposed to loyalty and righteousness all day long. And at this moment, how is she going to decide? is surrounded by innocent people who have been burned by their own affairs, and the child who has not yet been weaned is not only his own flesh and blood, but also the continuation of his husband's life. protect the villagers and keep the name of the Du family, but what is sacrificed is the only incense of the Du family; Protect the child, but no matter what, you can't bear the death of others because of your own selfishness. What to do?

At this moment, the black-clothed leader was about to shoot out with his bow. Mrs. Du suddenly shouted: "Slow." ”

The black-clothed leader lifted his shoulders and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's really the Du family." ”

"Come here, I'll tell you where your child is."

The black-clothed leader leaned down and was about to listen carefully, when Madame Du suddenly snatched the arrow from his hand and stabbed it into her throat. The leader was frightened and fell down. Mrs. Du snorted coldly and closed her eyes. All the pawns and villagers were stunned. The leader was full of regret, and said in his heart: How can she be so careless, if she does not commit suicide, I am afraid that it is herself who will die at this moment; But at this moment, it's too late for anything, no matter how many people she can coerce, this Mrs. Du can't open her mouth.

Just when everyone was sluggish, suddenly the baby's cry resounded through the canyon: "Wow...... Wow", the sound is surprisingly loud. It's strange to say, Yang Zhang was in the cellar with Zhen'er in his arms, Zhen'er was already asleep, but at this moment he suddenly woke up crying. Yang Zhang was at a loss, wanting to cover his mouth with his hands, but he was afraid of suffocation, so he was busy shaking left and right, trying to appease him, but somehow, the more he cried, the louder he became.

The black-clothed leader led his pawns to find the sound, opened the cellar, and arrested Yang Zhang. "Haha, with a baby, how long can you hide? Sooner or later, he will have to cry. The leader laughed.

"You are so vicious, you knew we couldn't hide, why did you kill innocents?" Yang Zhang said resentfully.

"You're not right, if you don't hide, but escape, I'll have to hurry up and find the clue." The black-clothed leader said shamelessly.

"Can you let them go now?" Yang Zhang asked.

"Hehe, I want to let it go, but Lord Liang once explained to me that this matter must not leak the rumors. Brothers, clear the field. "The man in black actually ordered the slaughter of the village. Suddenly, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the wails resounded through the canyon.

Yang Zhang loudly scolded the thief for being despicable and shameless, but to no avail. The more those black-clad talons killed, the more excited they became. It is the sudden iron horse, the unarmed villagers with hooves, such as destroying and rotting.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly in the distance: "Madam, we are late!" Wow, I'm! Two huge black shadows came running, and their height was not much shorter than that of the pawn, like a wild elephant coming down the mountain, and when they saw the black-clothed pawn, they punched and kicked him. I saw the two big men, sometimes smashing their fists on the horse, and the pawn fell down; Sometimes he dragged the pawn off his horse. There were three or five pawns who took spears in their hands and pierced them at the big man, and the big man rolled up his wide sleeves, and put away the spears, one in his left hand and one in his right hand, and wore them on the horse, and in a few strokes he wore two strings of human gourds; Another big man held a red gold long fan and said, "It seems that Dao Ye and I are going to kill today!" After finishing speaking, the fire fan turned over, and when he saw someone, he took a shot. It turned out that the people who came were Zhong Lijian and Zhong Liquan.

There was a pawn who didn't have enough brains, thinking how strong the fan could be, but he didn't want to hide, and he was photographed, and his brain immediately cracked, and he fell to the ground and died. Seeing this scene, the pawns used steel knives and spears to resist, Zhong Liquan made a move "Qinglong wants treasure", and the tail of the fire fan was like a dragon's claw, swept away the steel knife and spear, and stabbed another person in a flash. The two brothers killed a dozen pawns in a blink of an eye.

When the black-clothed leader saw all of them, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he drew his bow and arrows and shot them out. Zhong Liquan looked at the six roads and listened to the eight directions, and his heart was not good, so he rushed to Zhong Lijian. It turned out that the arrow was aimed at Zhong Lijian, and at this moment he was red-eyed, completely unaware that the dark arrow was coming. "Brother, beware of the dark arrow!" Zhong Liquan didn't have time to arrive, so he could only roar, but it was useless, seeing that the arrow was about to hit Zhong Lijian's head. When it was too late, a figure flickered and took the feather arrow out of thin air with his hand.

Everyone looked intently, and the person who came was an old man, a farmer in his clothes. Although he had silver hair and a white beard, his skin was abundant; Although he is skinny, he is capable and powerful. Zhong Lijian and Zhong Liquan didn't recognize this person at first glance.

"Thank you for saving your life." Zhong Lijian bowed after speaking. The old man patted Zhong Lijian's shoulder and said, "Born with divine power, not bad." Who are you with the two-gun general Zhong Liling? Zhongli Jian replied: "It's my great-grandfather." Why did my husband ask here? The old man said, "Seventy years ago, I learned marksmanship from your great-grandfather. In this marksmanship, the word 'wear' can be used so powerfully, and you are the only one in the world. Zhong Lijian and Zhong Liquan were shocked: Seventy years ago? So how old is this old man? The old man said to Zhong Liquan again: "Little brother, I see that you have a few moves, but you use the Qinglong Sword Technique?" Zhong Liquan saw that he was extraordinary, and he actually recognized the tricks of the two, and said, "Exactly, old man, do you recognize the family teacher?" The old man did not answer Zhong Liquan's question, but said, "Why did you lose your cultivation today? Zhong Liquan said, "These thieves killed Zhongliang and innocent, and I was really forced to do it, so I opened the killing ring." The old man said, "The commander wants to hone your mind before you are allowed to go down the mountain to find your relatives." It's time for you to have ten years of suffering from facing the wall after you return to the mountain. Zhong Liquan listened, didn't dare to ask more, and said politely: "Yes." ”

The old man went straight through the surprised gazes of everyone, came to the black-clothed leader, and pointed to the baby in Yang Zhang's arms: "The place where the saint passed on the scriptures, let the doll have a way to live, okay?" ”

Although the black-clothed leader was jealous, he was proud of the large number of people and said, "Who are you?" Why bother? ”

The old man said: "The old man is an ordinary man, and he has been farming for decades, and others call me Wang Lao." I didn't want to be nosy, but this wow wow cry made the old man feel compassion, and he is a descendant of the Magi, let him live. ”

The black-clothed leader said angrily: "Go back and take care of the crops, don't get into trouble." ”

"Though your hearts are evil, I don't want to see rivers of blood. These two brothers have descended to earth, and I don't want to see them lose their nature, so let me make peace with them, and you should go and run for your lives. Wang Lao said.

The black-clothed leader was even more angry: "It's really arrogant. The archer listened to the order and pierced the heart of this ten thousand arrows. At the order, twenty archers immediately set up their bows and drew arrows, and the "buzzing ......" arrow strings rang out in unison and shot at Wang Lao.

"Uncle, hide!" Zhongli Jian's face changed drastically. Wang Lao took root on his feet and did not move. Zhong Liquan jumped up and waved his long fan vigorously, but only two feather arrows were blown down. Just when Zhong Liquan had not yet landed, he suddenly saw the phantom of Wang Lao's upper body swaying. Looking at it, all the eighteen feather arrows were confiscated in their hands, and everyone present dropped their jaws in shock.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot!" The black-clothed leader knew that he had met a god, but in a hurry, he could only be hysterical, and he was bound to die to the other party. The archers worked continuously, and they didn't care about aiming, so they shot with their bows...... Arrows rained down.

Zhongli Quanxin said that he was not good, he was afraid that he would hurt others this time, holding the fan with both hands, and blocking the left and right. Wang Lao still didn't move his feet, and his upper body was shaking. There were feathered arrows shot at the villagers flying in the air, but there were also dozens of figures rising vertically, shadowing the arrows.

Less leaning, the archer quiver is empty. In front of Zhong Liquan, there were twenty or thirty feather arrows lying on the ground, but in front of Wang Lao, there were hundreds of feather arrows.

Zhong Liquan arched his hand and said: "My husband is a good means." Zhong Lijian walked up to his brother and said in a low voice, "This old man is so fast. Zhong Liquan replied: "Brother, it's not that he is fast. There is a spell in the door, called 'Mirror Road', which can fractal scattering, take one as ten thousand, learn to the extreme, can see the gods on the top, look down at the ghosts, this old man is a master. When Zhongli Jian heard this, he couldn't help but envy in his heart. Endorsement in the book: Cultivators believe that all things have images, and images can be imaged through mirrors, and the form is not real, the shadow is not virtual, and there is no reality and no void can be props. It means that things and images correspond to reality and fiction, and through the cultivation of Taoism, the realm of virtual and real interaction can be achieved.

"Did you stop?" Wang Lao asked with a smile.

When the black-clothed leader saw this, he beat his horse and fled, and all the pawns also threw away their swords and guns, and left in the wilderness.

The villagers leaned over and bowed: "Thank you for saving your life." Wang Lao said: "No need to say thank you, bury your relatives quickly." "Man-made disasters in Wangjia Village fell from the sky, and twenty or thirty graves were raised overnight, and Wangjia Village was renamed Wangzun Village since then.

Wang Lao looked at the baby in Yang Zhang's arms and said, "Your mother sacrificed herself for righteousness, and the husband and wife reunited, why sad?" The baby's crying stopped abruptly.

The Zhongli brothers also set up a monument with Yang Zhang to bury Mrs. Du. The three of them thanked Wang Lao again, and Wang Lao said to Zhong Li in a simple way: "Kill, kill, kill, come from a family of Rong horses, and love stick dancing and spear piercing." How do you know that killing arises, and evil desires are like trembling. Live and live, you have to make merits on weekdays, and you can get good results in this world. If you don't shoot a two-foot feather arrow, when will you know yourself? When Zhong Liquan heard this, his heart trembled, and he fell into deep thought: the brothers danced with knives and sticks since they were children, fought on the battlefield with their father, killed half their lives, and were angry. If the old man hadn't taken the arrow, he would have been buried in the ground at this moment, and he would have died in a blink of an eye. But then again, if the man in black hadn't shot this life-threatening arrow, how could he have thought about life and death?

Zhong Liquan shook the fire fan and smiled: "Congratulations brother, you have to meet a good teacher!" ”

Zhong Lijian suddenly became enlightened, immediately knelt down, and said, "The master is above, and the disciple is willing to serve the left and right for the rest of his life." ”

Yang Zhang also congratulated him.

Wang Lao said: "I was originally a delightful person when I was Emperor Xuan, and I worked as a farmer all my life. Recently, Japan visited an old friend at the Zhongnan Mountain Tower Observation Deck, and he told me that he could accept high-level apprentices when he came here, so I rushed over. Both of them were born Kong Wu, and I like them very much, but unfortunately Zhong Liquan already has a teacher. Zhong Lijian, you can follow me into the cultivation path of the South Mountain. ”

Zhongli Jian bowed again: "Thank you, master." ”

Yang Zhangxin said: Emperor Xuan's people? Roughly calculated, this person is more than 200 years old. Is there really a god in this world?