"Run, run for me."

Lu Shan never thought that although the fortune teller was old, his legs and feet were very sharp.

Before he could run a few streets, he was caught.

Now he is being carried by this old thing in one hand, and the other hand is beating him in various ways.

"When you are young and alone, how can you not outrun me, an old man, who is so tall and tall." The old thing punched the punch.

Soon after, Lu Shan's face was a lot more red and swollen, but in terms of momentum, he was not defeated at all.

"We scholars, we don't have much strength, how can you be like you, a fake fortune teller, who used to do something to kill people and steal goods."

"It's still hard-mouthed, and the books are read in vain." The fortune teller slapped him in the face again, almost knocking him in the face.

"Yes, I read it in vain, and after reading the book for more than ten years, I realized that I actually didn't learn anything."

The fortune teller stared into his eyes for a long time, then let go.

"You are awake, the best thing for this person to be enchanted is to wake up, young man, I advise you, no matter how bitter it is, remember not to become a demon."

The fortune teller also seemed to have some of his own opinions, and Lu Shan sat on the ground and grinned.

He was always sober, he saw everything clearly, and he couldn't be clearer about what he was doing.

"How do you know I'm in a spell?" He asked the fortune teller.

The old liar really observed him in the real sense, and first looked at him all over his body.

Then he looked around him again, and then exclaimed, "Oh, you devil." ”

Lu Shan stood up, he couldn't run away, and the fortune teller didn't chase him.

I didn't expect that there would be such a demon in the world, which really opened his eyes.

"Boy, turn back to the shore, let go, let go." The old crook shouted in the direction he had run away.

This may be the truth of few fortune tellers, and it is also a merit to persuade people to turn back.

But people, it's not so easy to come back, many people go out, and they never come back.

They wonder why they don't have a home.

You're coming back, and you'll have a home when you come back.

Although Lu Shan understands some truths, his obsession is not ordinarily deep.

He was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no matter what, he would only sink deeper and deeper.

In the end, he can only indulge in the deep sea of silence, which may be a better fate for him.

He walked through the streets and alleys, carefully observing everyone who passed by.

Although he has experienced some changes these days, there is one thing that has not changed.

He wants to find a girl who can reason with him, not for the sake of love.

Instead, he wanted to hear the truth from the girl's mouth, because perhaps only in the girl's mouth could he hear the real world.

In other words, the way the world should be is distorted in his eyes.

Wars and famines will always fill the world, and the emperor will really meet for the people?

After the defeat, it was just a matter of surviving in a different way.

Therefore, Lu Shan was still very happy to see the defeated emperor suffer all kinds of torture.

Because of this, these emperors will really work hard and find ways to keep the stability of their country, so that he can continue to enjoy the world's delicacies.

But it's also distorted.

After another day of searching, the sun was slowly setting, but Lu Shan still didn't find the girl, she was like she had evaporated from the world.

This distressed him.

Unconsciously, there didn't seem to be so many buildings around, and he came to a relatively wide area.

The fatigue of the day had already made him sore, and he sat on a nearby stone pier and rubbed his feet.

Lu Shan never thought in his life that he would encounter such an accident.

He just sat on the stone pier, and when he looked up, he saw a pitch-black shelf not far away, and traces of being burned by fire.

And...... The head in the soot that didn't close its eyes.

Fake.

"Really." His lips trembled slightly.

His eyes straightened as he walked towards the stake.

Fake.

"Really, really, really...... Target. ”

He cried as if something was broken in his heart.

Stagger, take a step, fall, get up and keep walking.

It's just a wrinkled crying face, still so ugly.

"It's fake!"

Lu Shan couldn't believe why it had become like this.

Why did a good girl die so tragically.

Her body has been burned by fire, and even if there is only one head left, she has to see the world with her eyes open.

In fact, in Lu Shan's heart, the girl is no longer just a girl.

She represents the truth, Lu Shan's truth, these truths are correct, so Lu Shan must find them no matter what.

But the world ruthlessly erased everything he cherished, so the last hope in Lu Shan's heart has been shattered.

What he left behind may only be a demonic aura and half a lifetime of sorrow.

He cried, cried that the world was so sad, and there was no really good one left.

He is sad, sad for himself, and the only thing left in his heart is the truth, and this truth is also broken at this moment.

Lu Shan cried very sadly that day, more sad than a child.

This world may be like this, always conniving at the bad, and tempering the good in every way.

In other words, beauty is not easy to come by, but people just want to pursue beauty.

Even if there are thousands of trials and hardships, we still have to pursue beauty.

He held her for a long time.

After a long time, the stake burned again, and this last point was burned by Lu Shan himself.

From now on, he has no worries in his heart, he is a real demon.

In the firelight, the rough kitchen knife in the young man's hand shone brightly.

He walked out into the darkness, his form hidden in the darkness.

Many years later, Lu Shan still remembers the girl's expression when she last left in the world.

That is an exhortation, an exhortation to the world not to go astray and turn back.

to warn the world, to admonish the wicked.

But ah, Lu Shan has nothing in his heart, you can persuade as much as you want, and you can say whatever you want.

For him, new and right things have been born, and these right things have merged with his heart.

From then on, he only followed the law of the night.

Any good man lies have nothing to do with him.

A monstrous demonic aura seemed to shock the whole world.

In the cave, the blacksmith girl who felt this demonic aura was ecstatic.

yes, that's right.

This is the real Adversary, and she smiles happily, rejoicing that a new Adversary has been born.

The newborn demon needs to be greeted with blood, and this is his final transformation.

The blacksmith girl turned her gaze to Lu Shan, who was walking on the dark path in the dark night.

In the house, the young people sang and danced at night, but today he did a good deed, which is worth celebrating.

The young man made a note on a piece of wood, and for every good deed he made a mark on it.

Over the years, the wood has been carved with marks.

He watched it in front of his eyes, and from time to time he sighed at his exploits.

In fact, he didn't really help people at all, he helped others just to appreciate it at this time, and he did all this for himself.

"Helpfulness" is not strongly encouraged, because this kind of help is hypocritical, and people only know "helpfulness", so they help others.

But we have no relatives and no reason, why should I help you, I can help justice, but I will not help people who have nothing to do with me.

True helpfulness must come from the heart

It should not be "fun to help others", and it should not be to be happy to help others.

It's about helping people from the heart.

And this young man obviously does not understand this truth, he will feel happy when he does good deeds, so he does good deeds, essentially for himself.

This kind of only for oneself can't really help people at all, and in many cases it may even be unhelpful.

This wood may be his guilty book, and the young man does not know how many people he has killed with his blood.

He only knew that he was "doing good".

Lu Shancong slowly opened the door of the room, and the young man was frightened.

"Bold, this son's home also dares to break in, and someone will take it." He shouted loudly.

The young man was very afraid, the knife in Lu Shan's hand made him afraid, and Lu Shan's momentum made him afraid.

Although there was no hatred on his face, it was terrifying.

Maybe it's that demonic energy that is causing the trouble.

"Are you guilty?" He spoke flatly.

"What sin, who are you?" The teenager was terrified.

He closed his eyes slightly and said, "I thought that you were still a teenager and wanted to let you live, but I was afraid that more unjust souls would die at your hands." ”

He slashed out, got to know the young man with his own hands, and then picked up the blood-stained demon that fell to the ground.

His brows furrowed, and his face was even more displeased, the aura on this demon was worse than his, this was evil.

It is more hateful than the devil, and when you see it, you are evil.

The devil is still human, and the evil is not tolerated by heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt descended and struck the wood, splitting it into ashes.

Without the cover of young people, the evil finally could not be hidden.

God sent down a divine thunderbolt and completely cleared this most evil thing.

Next.

Lu Shan lit a fire and burned the room.

It was a woman's boudoir, and Lu Shan's figure slowly emerged.

A woman knelt in front of the Buddha statue and begged for mercy.

She said that she didn't know that things would turn out like this, and she said that she knew that she was wrong, and she didn't dare to be stingy or do evil again.

Lu Shan leaned against the door frame for a long time, and the woman begged for mercy for a long time.

Slowly opening his closed eyes, Lu Shan walked in front of the woman.

The knife was attached to the woman's neck, and the woman immediately cried and begged for mercy in fear.

His knife was a little deeper, and he almost hit the ground.

At this time, the woman was calm, and she didn't cry, but just said that she deserved it.

Lu Shan is not only in a trance.

Show the knife is to let go.

Turn back to the shore, let go, let go.

The words of the blacksmith and fortune teller echoed in his head.

"Put down ......" his voice was hoarse, how to put it down.

Then the woman leaned her neck against the knife, and she begged for death.

Lu Shan was startled, and immediately withdrew the knife, and the woman hit the Buddha statue, leaving a head of blood.

Never too late to mend.

Lu Shan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, he couldn't imagine that he was not as good as a woman.

He put away the knife and ignited a demonic fire that burned the woman's throat so that she could no longer gossip in the future.

The woman kowtowed violently to the Buddha statue, Lu Shan left quietly, and from beginning to end, the woman did not notice him.

And at this time, Lu Shan, who was located in the Kunlun God World, in the sea of water and gold, opened his eyes.