Wudao wiped his mouth, pinched his nose and lifted the hook lock, which was heavy, weighing dozens of pounds.

The black metal is forged, the structure is clear, and the end is a sharp weapon.

The butcher's knife became heavier and heavier, and the seedlings who practiced martial arts could not be moved, weighing nearly 100 catties.

The rotting pus in the place where the corpses were accumulated was melted by the organs of some livestock, and the acidified white bones were soft and glutinous, like minced meat, and they stepped on it inadvertently, and the nausea and vomiting sensation surged, and they hurriedly threw down their sinful karma and threw it aside.

The Taoist pinched the chain hook, and the dust knocked on the hook lock, but it was a muffled sound like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no crisp sound of metal colliding.

Cut the fingertips, drip blood on the chain hook, almost isolated by a thin film, and the blood droplets slide down.

"I should melt such a vicious artifact, but this thing is born to be useful, and I am afraid that it will be harmful, but I should wait for someone who is destined to give it to it no matter what. The Taoist muttered to himself.

On that day, the Taoist settled in Jiangcheng with the reincarnation stone and the criminal karma with the apprentices, opened the door widely, taught the industry to solve doubts, and entered the country for three years, and became famous.

Jiangcheng is the country of abundance, with a large population, since ancient times, cultivating and practicing martial arts, and is praised by many people, "peach blossom noodles in the peach blossom dock, picking flowers and drunk peach blossoms".

Drunk under the peach blossom dock tiles, the river city is blurred from the moon and the year; Xianzi is clever Fengyue Building, and the officials and guests are stranded and ecstatic.

In early summer, only the hot flashes from the south, the blue tiles of those green buildings every day, the moonlight of slide lights, and the orchestral chorus.

Guessing boxing and gambling, noisy shouting and scolding, you and me are flirting, and life has been a joy since ancient times.

"Xie Tu, your kid is so sweet-mouthed, is it okay to stay with me for two days?" Qinglou asked the prostitute who was familiar with Xie Tu in a sharp voice.

In the past five years, Xie Tu has been running his business conscientiously, but he has changed his façade, just taking care of his children.

Coincidentally, people called him Xie Butcher, but he was an illiterate person, so he named the child Xie Tu.

Xie Tu has a small body, a sturdy body, a strange elf, and a tiger head and a tiger brain, but Xie Tu's real name is Xie Yuan, but people who know him don't call him anymore, but Xie Tu Xie Tu is called.

Xie Tu was eating and drinking, drunk, his face was red and his eyes were hot, and he waved his hand and said: "This is very good, beware of my son kicking the quilt at night......"

Without saying a word, he began to follow the wine and meat brothers to guess the boxing and drinking, and the prostitute twisted her waist and walked back, thinly applying powder, but her posture was just like that.

But he said that Xie disciple grew up with prostitutes all day long, well-behaved elves, left and right, fruit and food, rich oil and water for many days, and a tender body.

I can eat some good goods, but I don't slack off my knowledge, I have a lot of knowledge with everyone, I can ask for rewards when I meet people, and I can help prostitutes buy some gouache.

The body is already like a seven or eight-year-old child, sturdy and stunned, and he wanders around the Qinglou all day long, and Jiangcheng is also running around.

Xie Tu heard that there was a Taoist in Jiangcheng to teach the industry, and he met a person who was destined, and he was used to seeing prostitutes and drinkers, and he was eager to learn martial arts, so he came to the Taoist Zhuangguan wrapped in a patchwork robe.

I saw that Zhuangguan Wei Ran stood on the high ground, the mountain gate was very magnificent, the fairy spirit was Miaomiao, the evergreen pines and cypresses, the low bushes, spread around.

In front of the door stood the disciples guarding the mountain gate, and Xie Tu stepped forward in reverence, but he was shocked to attract a sword hilt.

"Mother, but it's a real sword hilt!" Xie Tu looked at his disciple in a daze, with a white robe, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and looked at him with a cold face.

The disciple said, "Idlers stop, otherwise they will be killed!"

Xie Tu swallowed his saliva with "grunt", licked his dry lips, and replied: "Big brother, we are apprentices, and we are destined to ......."

The disciple sneered: "There are more people who are destined, Huangkou Xiaoer, get out of here as soon as possible, Lao Tzu only needs this sword hilt to teach you to break your head and bleed." ”

Xie Tu was brave, and scolded in his heart: "The goods raised by the son of a bitch, the dog thief guarding the door, the corpse of the road with rotten sores in the head, but Lao Tzu has to wait for the immortals to come out of the mountain." ”

Sadly leaving, he sat down along the boulder, stared at the mountain gate in the distance, and cursed the disciple in his mouth.

The weather was hot and humid, and he was sweating, but Xie Tu was resting against the boulder, and he didn't realize that a long time had passed, and when he woke up, there was no one around, humming and chirping to find the stones.

He took out a slingshot from his pocket and shot it into the mountain gate with a rock.

"Pickled immortals, things that don't know the goods, we are gods descending to earth, but we want the master to wait here. ”

Since childhood, I have been accustomed to scolding women in the yard, Xie Tu scolded the water at the gate of the mountain, and he didn't feel anything, and he felt a pain behind him.

It was the disciple who guarded the mountain gate, holding the hilt of his sword, and knocked Xie Tu unconscious.

"The second son, send it to the mountain gate, so that he knows that it is powerful, and the small goods full of feces are really visible. The disciple who had previously rebuked Xie said coldly.

The companion named Erzi walked to the mountain gate with Xie Tu on his back, and threw Xie Tu in the court room where the guests were entertained.

Throw down Xie Tu, the second son returned to the mountain gate to guard, there are many people who seek opportunities to apprentice all day long, the Taoist has never seen the person he is looking for, Xie Tu did not attract attention, just to treat it as an ordinary child.

Xie Tu threw himself in the courtyard of the hospital, fell asleep, and when he woke up, he ran out in a hurry at dusk, only to find that it was sticking out of the high hall.

The red lacquered wooden beams and pillars were carved with ornaments, and Xie Tu couldn't understand what was painted on them, so he touched his head and ran around.

When the children of Shanmen saw a seven or eight-year-old child running around, they panicked and their little faces were terrified.

"Plagued corpse, grandpa, I will go to sleep, Sister Fang is still waiting for us......"

Impatient but more and more unable to find the way, there are many courtyards in the mountain gate, the pattern is complicated, and the half-grown kid of Xie Tu is at a loss.

Seeing the surrounding things clouded by the sunken afterglow, her heart was impatient and difficult to find, Sister Fang often gave herself pastries and snacks, but now she misses her a little.

The mountain gate seems to be deep, please be cool, Xie Tu ran around and panicked, in the end, it was a child.

I happened to turn back to the waiting room, and I didn't dare to move, sitting on a mahogany chair waiting for someone to come.

The Taoist chief is a generous and benevolent old man, who has always helped the poor, and everyone in Jiangcheng knows it, but the children under him are some villains.

It's already dusk, if Sister Fang tells her father, it's always a lesson.

Seeing the teapot on the first seat, he was thirsty, holding the teacup and pouring tea, but he didn't feel that it was enjoyable.

Tea ran down his neck, the robe on his chest was soaked, the air was damp, and he didn't feel anything.

Guarding the guest court, the sun was sinking in the west, the light was dimming, Xie Tu was hungry, his saliva was dripping, his stomach was colorless, and his sour ascites was chaotic.

Gentle footsteps sounded at the door, and an old man strolled over, Xie Tu waved his hand and shouted: "Sir, boy Xie Tu, Jiangcheng Xiao'er, I want to go home for dinner, can you lead the way?"

The old man frowned and looked at Xie Tu, but he didn't feel strange, and asked, "How did you enter my mountain gate?"

Xie Tu cursed and cursed, and said: "The damned disciple is knocking me unconscious, oh, I'm here to learn the arts, the Taoist is looking for an opportunity, come and try, learn some skills." ”

Xie Tu was tall, and he looked like a child of seven or eight years old, and the people in the purple robe did not see Xie Tu's door when they first came.

Listening to the tone is like a child in the market, and it is okay to learn from a teacher, the eyebrows are stunned, and if you practice martial arts, you should be a good seedling.

The purple robe was not in a hurry to accept him, and asked again: "Xie Tu, I am much older than you, you can call me the robe grandfather, the robe of the robe." ”

Xie Tu grinned and responded: "Grandpa Pao, we are the people who came to find the Taoist to apprentice, the local people in Jiangcheng, to stop the vicious disciple, so humiliated, now I want to go home and lead the way, Grandpa Pao?"

Hearing Xie Tu say that he entered the mountain gate to humiliate, the purple robe became angry, and warned ordinary seekers to treat each other kindly, the boy is less than ten years old, but it is a city, it is really unreasonable, and the disciples should be severely punished.

Back then, picking up the reincarnation stone and the double blade of sin and karma in Jiangcheng, it was the most critical juncture for people who were destined to grow older in the future.

"I see that you have strong muscles and bones, now that you are a seedling in martial arts, it is getting late, I will send someone to send you back, tomorrow, tomorrow, how about apprenticeship?" Zi Pao looked at Xie Tu kindly and asked.

Xie Tu glared at him with disdain, and said, "If I were a Dao Chief, you would be very qualified, but I wouldn't be able to teach you, Grandpa Pao, would you introduce me to Dao Chief?"

The purple robe stroked his beard and laughed, and said, "What a boy, the contemptible person is a transcendent elder, why do you want to find a Taoist master? I am strong in martial arts, so I just want to teach you." ”

Xie Tu pouted and said: "The Taoist is a Daoist immortal, you are much worse, Grandpa Pao, quickly introduce the Taoist to me, I call you grandpa in vain, I am a grandfather on weekdays, if it weren't for your kindness, I would have scolded you for scolding you for blood." ”

Hearing this, the purple robe laughed even more, the miscellaneous people of the three religions and nine streams are not less knowledgeable, but this kid has a strange personality but is well-informed.

"Don't hide it, old man, I'm the purple-robed Taoist, boy, are you still going to scold me for squirting blood?"

Xie Tu raised his eyebrows and looked at the purple robe, it was indeed a purple robe, and the breath of dust, although he was old, his words were passable.

"Are you lying to me? The Taoist is the holy envoy of the gods, and the emperor is an immortal who is out of reach. Xie Tu did not hesitate to say words, and praised them with all his might.

The purple robe said solemnly: "I dare not be ashamed, I am an old man, yes, the others have passed, life and death, they are all passing clouds." ”

Xie Tu arched his hand and blessed him: "If you are really a Taoist, you are my own grandfather, Xie Tu sincerely asks for advice, this is polite." ”