Chapter 10: There Are Demons in the World

The heavy rain did not stop for a day and a night, and the people on the stage also sat here for a day and a night without moving.

The early morning martial arts arena was misty, smoky, and the breeze blew through the pale face of the young man, stirring the green silk scattered on his shoulders. It's been two whole days here, and it's time to leave while recovering while cultivating.

Wu Xiu stumbled against the wall, and his cyan robe was now completely dark red, not only did his whole body hurt, but his stomach also made a protest gurgling cry.

The free-range teaching has led to almost no one in the academy during this time period, otherwise it will not be possible to explain the things of their bodies, that sword should have died, even if it doesn't die, I'm afraid it will take several years of cultivation, no one cares about their own life or death, they just think about throwing it away to feed the dog when they die.

Hey, I still have to change the law to rectify myself, and I look like I have a deep hatred for myself, and I don't know which nobleman in the palace is to please him.

He was dressed in rags, like a beggar who had been beaten half-dead and resurrected with blood, and there was still a touch of blood on his body when he was close, and there were few people on the streets of Jinghua in the early morning.

Wu Xiutu, who was limping on the street, suddenly stopped, and the smell of meat buns passed, and the young man followed the taste unconsciously.

In front of a shop, a tattered young man stared at the meat buns in the steamer, the buns with white flowers, full and delicate, and the fragrance was rich and tangy.

The busy shopkeeper also stopped what he was doing, and looked at the beggar boy in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow when he saw the little beggar staring at the meat bun.

"Look at what you see, go aside, don't get in my way. "The boss is a middle-aged man, who doesn't seem to have a very good temper and has a bad face.

Hearing this, Wu Xiu came back to his senses and involuntarily took a few steps forward, his eyes on the meat buns.

The young man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a large piece of saliva flowed out, and the young man was not shy, he wiped away his saliva with a wave of his big sleeves and said, "Boss, I have something to talk to you about." ”

The boss smiled, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled, "Do you want me to do something good, do you want me to do some good deeds, I have hands and feet but I am a beggar, Lao Tzu looks down on people like you the most in my life, phew!"

"I'm not a beggar. The boy's tone was resolute.

"Oh?" the boss was suspicious.

"I just wanted to ask the boss, has anyone snatched your bun?" the boy asked.

"Some beggars like you steal, or rob and run, it's a big deal to be beaten badly, your body, grabbing buns is very risky, or think about it. The boss looked at the thin boy and replied seriously, thinking that he was very interesting

Wu Xiu thought for a long time, "Well, but I still decided to grab your buns, what kind of lines should I say now?

The boss looked at the young man, his eyes widened, he smiled, picked up the kitchen knife on the board, and slashed it on the wooden table. "Are you still robbing?"

The young man looked at the strong boss, and then at the kitchen knife standing on the wooden table, it was not sharp and a little blunt, "Rob!" The young man was very resolute and picked up the kitchen knife.

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In the end, the boss still decided to take out a cage of steamed buns to him, about twenty or sozen, Wu Xiu felt that many things in the world were still very easy to discuss, and it was not force that could solve everything, for example, when he just picked up a kitchen knife to intimidate, the boss was not panicked at all, and even wanted to punch himself twice.

Wu Xiu thought to himself, sure enough, violence can't solve any problems, it's not that he told the boss for a full two quarters of an hour, and influenced him, hey, it's just that when he was reasoning, he accidentally crumpled someone's kitchen knife and felt very sorry for others, after all, the boss is a good person who is very reasonable.

Along the way, I nibbled on the buns and returned to the Wuwang Mansion, the boss was not only reasonable, but the buns were also super delicious. Wu Xiu secretly admired, indeed, the taste is full and the aftertaste is long.

As soon as the door was opened, a black shadow pounced directly, panting hot and sticking out its tongue to his face.

Wu Xiu patted his head, I forgot that there was a dog at home, so I simply untied the bun on my back and spilled it all over the ground, and saw the dog eating the bun happily, although Wu Xiu couldn't understand the dog language, but he could still see that it was very satisfying to eat it with buns.

The difference between a person and a dog is still very big, why the word dog is used on people is an insult, the dog itself starved it for three days, it did not have the slightest hatred for itself, if it is a person, the so-called grievances are clear The so-called human nature, what is it, whether it is too complicated.

In the ancestral hall of the martial arts, the young man knelt on the ground holding his chest, his forehead was bruised, and he roared in pain. Wu Xiu is lonely, no one dares to get close to him, and the princess sister he once loved the most finally became one of the accomplices who framed him. In the end, he has to pretend to be generous and keep his surname, people are not as good as dogs, and those surnamed Xuanyuan are even worse than dogs.

Sixteen years of the past are going back again, deceiving me, slandering me, destroying me, what is the difference between hell on earth. Let's end it, that's it, from today on, there will be no martial arts show in the world

There is a demon in the world, hidden in my heart, sixteen years, it is about to come out, it will use killing to cleanse the world of injustice.

In the past 16 years, I have sharpened my heart.

Out of the sheath today, I want to kill the heavens.