(for @ tattered shopkeeper Jiageng)

The fierce-faced man glanced at the round-faced Housheng, ignored him, and drove the carriage out of the town towards the mountains and forests.

He hurried the car and hummed a small tune: "Go to the iron in the Lei Gong furnace and make four or five quick arrows." Pangu took the arrows in his hand and stuck them in the sea gate. One arrow shoots out the sea water, and the second arrow shoots out the mountain village......"

After singing "Pangu Archery", he coughed his throat and sang the migration song in a familiar language: "In ancient times, the demon court lived in the water town on the vast side, and in ancient times, the demons lived in the place on the edge of the water town, and the devil appeared in the world, and the demons could not live in peace, and the suffering demon court should be moved away from the water town, and the suffering demons should move from the water town; We sneak in the night, and we are the kings of darkness......"

The melody of this song is simple, similar to the tone of recitation, and the lining plays a major role in the alternation of the two melodies, and the words are full of indescribable sadness and sadness, as if crying blood.

The bear-faced man's emotions became more and more sad the more he sang, and before he knew it, he shed tears.

The awe-inspiring murderous aura that he was originally full of also dissipated, just like a child who had been greatly wronged.

Singing songs, walking through the country paths, and then going up the hill and downhill, the carriage was difficult to move forward, and the fierce-faced man jumped out of the carriage, pulled the firewood on the carriage away, picked up the roll of straw mat inside, carried it on his shoulder, and began to walk deeper into the thorns like carrying a light and fluttering dog-beating stick.

He walked a bag of cigarettes into the old woods, and finally came to a depression.

The forest here is deep and dense, and the shade of tall trees shades the depression, and it is a good place to gather in the shadows.

He untied the rope that bound the mat, and the little carpenter rolled out of it at once.

The road was bumpy, and the little carpenter had woken up, but there was a pile of rags in his mouth, and he couldn't scream, and he was almost broken up by the tiger before, so naturally he had no strength to resist.

Hu Qiang is a fierce man, and when he saw that the little carpenter woke up, he didn't care, but reached out to tear the rags from his mouth, and then pointed around and said, "Take a look, how is the feng shui here?" If you can, dig a pit yourself, and I'll help you bury it when I get back. ”

In addition to carrying a small carpenter, he also carried a shovel.

The little carpenter shook his skull, and the pain that wrecked his heart could not be shaken, and he stood up, feeling as if the world was spinning, and it was clear that the damage he had received during the fight had not yet been diminished.

This guy called Tiger is really powerful, no wonder his uncle left with peace of mind and left him here to watch.

The little carpenter had already sensed the coming of death, and took a deep breath, and could smell the smell of rotting leaves in the old woods, and fear was like a demon's claw, grasping his heart.

If he has enough resistance strength, he will definitely fight back.

But all his ambitions were kicked by the dozen or so kicks that Hu forced in the grass hall before.

He calmed down and immediately begged for mercy: "Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, give me a way to live." ”

The tiger forced a smile and said, "Ouch, you're quite interesting, huh?" Yes, but you have to be honest with me. ”

The little carpenter nodded and said okay, you say.

Hu forced said that my master wanted to find Lu Ban Quanshu, two volumes, plus the middle part of the prequel and the post-teaching, and what is called "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Sect", these were passed on to your master by my master at that time, if you can take it out, or if you can memorize it, I will not kill you, and when my master turns back to verify, I will also help you intercede and release you.

When the little carpenter heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, if I had it, I would really take it out, but the problem is that my life is too thin to learn that at all, if I really have to learn, I don't think I will live to be an eighteen-year-old adult." ”

The tiger stared at him and said then you told me so much?

He threw the shovel at the carpenter's feet and urged, "Do you choose a place or not?" If you don't choose, just dig it up - be nice, I'll give you a good time, or you'll be tortured before you die, and you will probably regret it. ”

The little carpenter begged bitterly, but the fierce-faced man was unmoved, but took out a bright knife from his waist.

This Miao knife is made of iron and wood, the knife wraps the hemp rope, draws the sheath out of the knife, the edge of the knife is bright, and it goes inside, but it is a little black, but it is not rust, but an indescribable greasy feeling.

After a careful look, the little carpenter felt that the black part was likely to be a blood stain.

How many souls do you have to have under this knife to make such a bloody scale?

The little carpenter was chilled, and between the two choices of "die at once" and "die later", he chose the latter.

He began to pick up his shovel and find a place to dig a hole.

He didn't dig fast, and it was not at all comparable to the ability and energy he had when he was rummaging through the construction site of the Liu family's new house, because he knew that every time he was faster, he was closer to death.

Dig a hole for yourself, what a devastating thing it is.

The little carpenter was no exception, and in the process of digging the pit, he couldn't help but think of his short life.

He was almost five years old when he met his master, and the memory before the age of five was actually very vague to him, he was about three or four years old when he lost his father and mother, was kicked out of the door, and then had more than half a year of wandering.

The memory of that time is vague, and every time the little carpenter remembers it, he feels like a wild dog, begging everywhere.

He eats leftovers and wild fruits, and sometimes even grabs them with wild dogs, and all that is in his mind is hunger.

and the cold......

Looking back now, it was a miracle that he was able to survive and meet his master, and he didn't even know how he survived at that time.

Later, he was covered in abscesses and dying, and he met Lu Da, that is, his master, and followed him to learn the craft and skills, and the more sensible he was, the more he knew how lucky he was to survive—if he continued to wander, there would be only a few results: either he would die of starvation, freeze, or die, like countless starvations at that time, or he would be favored by the Hanako Gang, and he would be disabled, and he would be sent to a larger city to beg......

There's no way to survive anyway.

As for being adopted by other households, this is simply a luxury - at that time, Gan Shisan, who was covered in abscesses and full of stench, not to mention ordinary people, was a human trafficker, and they were all looked down upon.

When the little beggar Gan 13 was about to die on the side of the road, Lu Da took him in, helped him treat his illness, and passed on his skills.

If it weren't for the "curse" that Lu Banjiao has been carrying, and Gan Shisan's life is too thin, maybe he would have changed his surname and called Lu Shisan.

This is a great kindness.

Scenes of the past passed in front of him, even if he was involved to this point, thinking back to the master, the little carpenter's heart was full of gratitude, and there was no complaint.

It's a pity that this evil world can't make people live.

He's going to die.

Thinking of this, the shovel that was digging the pit was a little immovable, and the fierce-faced man next to him did not urge, he seemed to be happy to see the performance of others at the time of death, but he had an indescribable enjoyment of the fear, fear, reluctance and sadness shown by the little carpenter, and even showed a cruel smile on his face.

But what should come is still coming after all, and his time is also precious, and seeing that the little carpenter's movements are getting slower and slower, he took away his knife, took out a bamboo tube, and handed it to the little carpenter.

The little carpenter was a little stunned and said what is this?

Hu Qi stretched the horizontal flesh on his face, tried to make himself look kind, and then grinned and said: "It's wine, you take a sip, it won't be too cold when you go on the road." ”

The little carpenter took it, hesitated for a moment, unscrewed the lid of the bamboo tube, and poured it into his mouth.

The cold liquid entered his throat, and suddenly it flowed from his throat directly to his stomach like a flame, and a scorching heat rose up, and the little carpenter choked, coughed twice, and his face became red.

He said, "It's so strong." ”

Tiger forced him to ask him: "The best bud valley wine, of course it is strong—two more sips?" ”

The little carpenter shook his head and said no, no, no, and burned in a panic.

Hu Qi took the bamboo tube, put it aside, and then said to him, "You go to the side to rest, I'll dig it." ”

He took the shovel like an old friend, and let the little carpenter stand aside, and then he began to wave the shovel, and said as he shoveled the earth: "You stay by the side, don't make it difficult for me, no matter what you say, we are all in the same door, and it is better to go in peace than to make a mess, don't you say?" ”

The impression that this tiger forced to the little carpenter is that he is a ruthless character who kills people and sells goods, and he belongs to the kind of murderer who starts to do it without saying a word.

However, the little carpenter did not whimsically think that the man in front of him would spare his life.

He just didn't want to bother too much and make it difficult for him to clean up.

After the previous struggle with the tiger, the little carpenter had no idea of escaping at all, because it was useless to escape, only numbly watching the guy swing the earth one by one, and in a short time, a pit that could bury people was ready.

The tiger struck the bottom of the pit with a shovel, then jumped up and said to the little carpenter, "You, lie down on the straw mat." ”

When he said this, his face was cold, as if there was no piece of iron without emotion.

The little carpenter knew that the last moment had come.

He walked to the edge of the straw mat a little abruptly, looked at the straw mat, closed his eyes, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Gradually, his fists finally clenched.

When the tiger saw it, he frowned and said, "You, you still don't give face......

He touched his hand to the Miao knife behind his waist, and at this time, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and then a tall thin man wearing a blue short coat and a headcloth came over.

The man said a Miao dialect first, and saw that the two of them couldn't understand it, so he said in the southwestern official dialect: "Two, excuse me, how to go to Qiancheng County?" ”