Originally, in this alleyway, the sound of scolding and the footsteps of slaves seemed to be self-contained, but at this time, the crisp bell sound directly shattered the originally solidified 'potential', causing everyone to subconsciously turn their heads to look.

The whip in the overseer's hand stalled, and the slave's movements stopped.

The internal force in the body is also slight, and it does not return to its original speed.

This change was only fleeting, and the slave continued to carry the goods forward, and the long whip fell on the back of Qi Bi He Li, which was three or five points less than the original, and the overseer was unconscious, and the internal force that was supposed to spontaneously fight back was unable to fight back because of this interference, but was scattered and lingered on his back.

Although there is another whip mark on his body, it is protected by internal force, but in fact it is only a flesh wound, and it is not a big deal.

The donkey swayed past, and on it lay a young Taoist priest who was lazy to the bones, with a sugar stick in his mouth, and his eyes squinted, as if he were pretending to sleep, and he did not care about the slave laborers and the foreign man who was holding a leather whip and yelling at him, but let the donkey lead him forward, with his legs and feet on one side, shaking and shaking, almost like a dead corpse.

He was a lazy man.

What's more, the Daomen was born in a vein, thinking that everything in heaven and earth has its own rules, and rashly interfering will only lead to fire, although this scene does cause him to feel compassion in his heart, but he didn't even lift his eyelids, only when he left this alley, he could hear the sound of scolding again, lazily lifted his eyelids, and bit it with a sugar stick in his mouth.

Because the whip failed to hit the force enough, the overseer was quite unhappy in his heart, scolded and raised his arm, Qi Bi He Li was ready, pressed the internal force in his body, and at this moment, the overseer suddenly screamed, and the blood-stained whip in his hand fell directly to the ground.

A big man in the desert held his wrist and screamed miserably, and there was an extra blood hole in his palm, the injury was not serious, but it was extremely painful, and his ten fingers were connected to his heart, even this burly man couldn't bear it.

He Li was slightly stunned.

A wooden stick was stuck upside down on the ground, trembling slightly.

Wei Ming Sect.

The Jade Crown Daoist sat cross-legged on the martial arts arena, and the senior brother next to him hesitated for a long time, scratched his head, or tentatively spoke, and said:

"Senior brother, alas......"

The Jade Crown Daoist raised his eyes to look at him.

"Put."

The palm's expression froze, and he almost didn't come up in one breath, coughed heavily, and then said embarrassedly:

"Let Shanxue go down the mountain alone, is it really okay?"

"His personality is too lazy, and I'm a little worried."

There have always been not many disciples of Weiming Sect, and Mu Shanxue is a big disciple, so he can't help but be worried about walking the world this time.

The Jade Crown Daoist didn't bother to answer, and only closed his eyes and acted angrily.

On the martial arts arena, there were only a dozen disciples, all dressed in white Taoist robes, sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing qi in the meridians and hundreds of remains, and chanting the true decision in their mouths.

"If you want to relax, you will solidify it, and if you want to be weak, you will strengthen it."

"If you want to abolish it, you will rejuvenate it; If you want to take it, you will give it. ”

"Soft is better than strong, weak is better than strong."

"The fish must not be separated from the abyss, and the sharp weapon of the country cannot be shown to others, for the sake of light."

Fufu County.

On the gray donkey, Mu Shanxue yawned, there was no sugar stick at the corner of her mouth, the whole person looked more and more lazy, patted the donkey under her, and said lazily:

"Let's go, let's go back, I'm not interested......"

"Let's not trouble the book keeper today...... After eating some sugar, I was a little sleepy. ”

The donkey barked, turned around, and walked leisurely towards the inn where he lived, where Mu Shanxue lay on it, and after a while, there was a sound of snoring.

…………………………………………

In an inn on the side of the road, two eyes suddenly fell on Mu Shanxue's face, as if they were glued to it, until the gray donkey carried the Taoist priest away, he withdrew his gaze, put his hands on his cheeks, his face turned red, and murmured:

"A handsome Taoist priest ......"

There was still a young man in green clothes in the room, with honest facial features and a three-point temperament, he just scratched his head when he heard the words, and said:

"Little junior sister, you are this, this is not polite, no, no, no, it is not in line with ......"

The girl over there turned around, and the one who said such words was actually a rather beautiful girl, with black hair tied with ribbons, and black hair hanging down from her temples, looking well-behaved, but she glanced at the young man who was white, and said:

"You're so annoying, you talk more than Grandpa."

The young man was slightly stunned, as if he was embarrassed, and waved his hand again and again:

"I, where can I compare with my ancestor, his old man is powerful......"

The girl almost laughed angrily when he answered this wooden question, but she knew that he was not a clever person, her eyes turned slightly, and she smiled:

"Okay, don't quarrel with you, you can refine your medicine."

"Grandpa wants you to come out to visit the elders, what do I have to do during this time? Could it be that when you come to the big city, you don't want to do something? Just running errands for grandpa? ”

The young man was really attracted by her, thought about it, and said quite yearningly:

"Yes is ......"

"Master once said that there is a young man called the book keeper here, who once broke Xia Changqing's poison, which can make the injury age quickly, I have never heard of this strange pharmacology, if I have the opportunity, I still hope to know him a little bit."

The girl's eyes lit up slightly, and she said:

"Bibliophile? Is that boy good-looking? ”

The young man was slightly stunned, and said:

"This, I, this, I don't know ......"

When the girl saw that he wanted to speak, she stopped talking, but when the book keeper looked too hard to see, she was very interested, and said:

"Oh...... It turned out to be just a stinky man. ”

Fu lifted the teacup again, took two sips, and simply lay on the bed, took the book from nowhere, and looked at it with all his attention.

When the young man saw that the girl ignored him, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and did not know what to do, when suddenly the girl's voice came from his ears, and said:

"By the way, there's one more thing, you're ...... clever in this city."

"I think there are a lot of people in the rivers and lakes during this time, and something may happen."

"You're so stupid, maybe you've sold it to someone, don't go out alone."

The young man of Mu Ne responded, his heart relaxed a lot, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the bronze medicine stove in his hand, which is divided into two layers, charcoal can be placed below to make a fire, the top cover can be lifted, and all kinds of medicines can be put in.

At this time, a red furnace fire had risen below, but the young man put his right hand on the top of the medicine stove, ignoring the high temperature, and the flames in the furnace were spiritual, rising and falling, as if they were so finely controlled by their own internal strength.

A glimpse of the whole leopard, a leaf falls and knows the autumn of the world, only in this subtle place, it is enough to see its strong cultivation, the depth of control is subtle, far beyond ordinary martial artists, even if it is an eight-grade martial artist, it is impossible to win in the internal force together.

His expression was peaceful, preoccupied with the medicine furnace, although his face was ordinary, but there was an extraordinary temperament, quite ethereal, but it was a pity that the girl looked at the script, sometimes laughing, sometimes shaking her head, never saw this scene.

………………………………

The stars spread over the sky.

A luxuriously dressed middle-aged man hurried by.

He didn't have the usual jade wrench in his hand, and he didn't have a servant beauty behind him.

He had changed his clothes and bathed ten times today, and his skin was red from the ground.

He stopped in front of a door, carefully arranged his clothes, tried his best to dispel the horror and fear in his heart, raised his palms tremblingly, and knocked on the door.

No one came to open the door.

All you can hear is a loud roar.

Every time it fell, the body of the rich man in Fufeng City would tremble slightly, and his mind uncontrollably recalled what he had seen in the past, and recalled the disciples of the sect who were smashed to death by a heavy hammer because of their dereliction of duty, and their faces gradually turned pale and no longer human.

Regardless of status.

Regardless of youth and beauty.

The hammer fell, the dust returned to dust, and the earth returned to the earth, but it was just a puddle of rotten meat.

Why did this master come over?

He sighed in his heart, angry and grieved in his heart, but at last he was terrified and trembled.

I don't know how long it took, but with a creak, the wooden door was slowly pushed open.

The burly young man with a hammer in his hand glanced indifferently at the calm middle-aged man in front of him, said in, and turned away, he was not wearing a shirt, his strong muscles gleamed in the firelight, and he was filled with the violent aesthetics of pure power.

The middle-aged man followed the young man in small steps, half-kneeling on the ground, trying his best to steady his voice and reply to some things, but the young man only knocked on the knife embryo, his face was cold, and he did not speak, he knocked for a moment, and then picked up the long red knife and submerged it in the water.

In the midst of the sizzling sound, the cold water boiled, and a large amount of white gas was raised.

The young man picked up the quenched long knife, looked at the cold light, flicked his fingers, and said:

"Today I was in the city, and I saw a man in a blue shirt with a wooden sword on his back, and I was very interested in that sword."

"Find him in three days."

"Otherwise, you'll die."

The rich merchant trembled, his head hit the ground, and said:

"Subordinates obey."

……………………………

In the inn.

The young man of Mu Ne stored the pills, and there were more than a dozen bottles and cans wrapped around his waist, I don't know what there were, but it didn't seem cumbersome, looking at the bright moon in the sky, there was a streamer in Mu Ne's eyes, and he whispered:

"Collecting Books and Guarding ......"

"I'd really like to see your pharmacology."

……………………………

Mu Shanxue sat down on the wooden stool, patted the table weakly, and said:

"Haggis, spicy, cilantro."

It wasn't until the shopkeeper put the big bowl next to his mouth that he barely managed to get up, and then saw a young man wearing a yellow shirt and wrapping himself tightly next to him, and frowned slightly when he saw the bowl next to him.

The young man seemed to notice something, carefully changed his hands on the bowl, and moved the bowl of haggis in his direction, only thinking that his identity was exposed, but at this time, he could hear Mu Shanxue's voice and said:

"This brother, you eat mutton without coriander, but it's ......"

"What kind of hidden disease do you have?"

The yellow-shirted young man over there coughed violently, but he just shook his hand and didn't answer, Mu Shanxue smashed his mouth and muttered regretfully.

After eating several bowls in a row, the yellow-shirted young man was embarrassed to leave, then he exhaled freely, wiped his mouth, propped his right hand on his cheek, and his cuffs slipped off, looking lazy, as if he had no intention of saying:

"Store, your store tastes so good......"

"Little brother likes it."

"I also heard from a friend's introduction, but I heard that you almost hit a murder here half a month ago?"

The shopkeeper seemed to have hidden palpitations when he heard this, and couldn't help sighing:

"Yes, if it weren't for the book collector passing by that day, I'm afraid the little brother wouldn't be able to eat my haggis......"

Mu Shanxue smiled:

"I see......"

The voice paused slightly, and Fu tapped the table with his fingers again, as if jokingly:

"But I don't know what the book keeper looks like, he has seen him every day, but I have to thank one or two."

……………………………

Shaolin Temple.

"Sneeze, sneeze......"

The young man in blue sneezed several times in a row.

Wu Changqing frowned, stroked his beard and said:

"Feng'er, are you infected with wind cold? You have to pay attention to your body, but you can't rely on martial arts. ”

Wang Anfeng hadn't replied yet, but Hong Luoyu had already smiled and said:

"What kind of wind and cold, who is talking about him behind his back, we are in this Shaolin, and I don't know how many things this kid has caused outside......"

"Isn't it, stinky boy."

PS: Second update.

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