Jiang Hai woke up, and the first thing he saw was a person, a person with a childish face and a bright face, and the expression on his face in the process was very strange, from serious to smiling, which made Jiang Hai a little puzzled.

Who is this old man, how can he be so chic? This thought is to pull the pain, only to feel as if there is no part of the whole body is his own, because it is all painful, so that he is strong and he also exclaimed, "Pain......!"

"Whoever made you crazy, you should bear the corresponding price after you are crazy!"

There is no doubt that the person who opened his mouth was the elder who had a bit of immortal wind bones, Jiang Hai heard the familiarity from it, and then looked around, wanting to see where he was now?

It felt so real, it definitely wasn't going to be hell, and it smelled so special.

Turning his head, there was another burst of pain, which only made him feel uncomfortable, as if his stomach was also churning, but finally he saw something.

This place is very dark but it is not the kind of place where you can't see your fingers, there is still a light source, but in the right rear of Jiang Hai, it should be in the courtyard, but Jiang Hai can't see the injury because of a body.

In addition, you can see a table in the back left, which should have not been used for a long time, and you can see a thick layer of ash, and there is an object on it, oval shape and three legs, this is an incense burner?

This is not a temple and a temple, it is a place of sacrifice, combined with the yellow and white things he just saw, he finally knows where this is and who the person who spoke out before is.

This is the ruined temple behind Jiangcun, and the person who spoke out was not a drunken madman.

"Am I dead, are you a cow head or a horse face, why do you still turn into a human form, isn't it that the Lord of Yama no longer has no one to cure you?"

Hearing this, the drunken madman was instantly a little embarrassed, but he reacted quickly and immediately gave Jiang Hai a slap.

"You're a man, isn't it right, why are you a guy with a bull's head or a horse's face beating someone?"

"Stinky boy, I think it's better for you to die, being alive is simply a scourge, come, come, they can't kill you, my old man has personally solved you. ”

After saying that, the two fingers were raised together, and there was a different kind of gas flowing above it, which made Jiang Hai have an instinctive fear, and his 'true qi' could not be touched! Seeing such a look, he could only immediately beg for mercy.

"Old fellow, no, Master, you can't murder your own disciple!"

Jiang Hai's funny attracted a slap from the drunken madman, saying that it didn't hurt was fake, after all, he was injured.

The drunken madman stopped and said "he deserves it"

But Jiang Hai still saw relief and joy in his eyes, the call in the previous dream must have been him, combined with the appearance of the fairy wind Dao bone that he couldn't see on weekdays, Jiang Hai also knew that it must be his credit to be able to wake up this time.

'Although this guy is raunchy and lazy, he is still a good master'

Jiang Hai just sighed when he heard a scolding: "What are you thinking nonsense, do you really want the old man, I will solve you with my own hands?"

Jiang Hai then remembered that his ability was nothing in the eyes of others, not to mention that his strength was damaged now, even if it was at its peak, he had heard his own voice, so he could only change the topic and ask the doubts in his heart.

"How did I get back here, old man, that you couldn't have gone out yourself, could you? I remember that you were the eldest girl in the boudoir to be married—the door could not be left without leaving the second door. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the drunken madman with special eyes, and naturally summoned the latter's slap, and only then did Jiang Hai grin his teeth.

It turned out to be carrying itself back day by day, but this time it also suffered a lot of trauma, just after putting himself down, it also fell to the ground, but under the help of the drunken madman, it flew away seven days ago, in the old man's original words, 'spread its wings and fly, I don't know who it was to harm'

After hearing this, Jiang Hai couldn't calm down for a long time, he didn't think so much about it that day with the attitude of begging for death, he never thought that he would save himself day by day in the end, and it must be extremely dangerous during the period, otherwise with the arrogance of day by day, he would never show its vulnerability in front of people.

Who did it?

"Come on, is it possible that you still want to seek revenge with the way you are now? Tell you, you have encountered a lot of ambushes along the way, and how many times you have escaped by yourself and how many times others have attacked, you will consider these in the future. ”

"Now you still stay in this temple honestly, and if you go out, a gust of wind can blow you away. ”

Jiang Hai didn't know what kind of state he was in, just like the broken porcelain that was barely sticking, but he still heard the old man's voiceover, and hurriedly asked, "Old man, do you mean that I still have time to go out to seek revenge?"

"A scourge is a scourge, and I don't think about how to recover like this, but I think about how to seek revenge in the future. You can't die yet, it's just that whether you can recover or not, and how much you can recover, it's all up to you. ”

When Jiang Hai was still in reverie, he only heard him say again, "Actually, it took thousands of years and tens of thousands of years for such a scourge to occur, how could you say that this scourge could die so easily." ”

One scourge at a time, looking at the special smile of the drunken madman, Jiang Hai could only be white-eyed, how could there be such a master, striking again and again, and then also white-eyed with color,

Before the drunken man's hand hit Jiang Hai, the latter suddenly bared his teeth, this was not a disguise or a bitter trick, it was the wound in his body that was pulled again.

"You deserve it!" ”

Jiang Hai did so, and then he felt a stream of liquid flowing into his throat, and before he could taste the smell, the smell had entered his nose, this was wine, and it was a very strong and pure wine of not low vintage.

Sure enough, the next moment in his throat, in his chest, but wherever the wine flowed through, it was like a fire, and there was no barrier to the feeling of roasting directly on the fire, which made Jiang Hai can't help but want to vomit and take action to alleviate the pain.

"If you don't want to die, don't move, if you dare to spit out a sip of wine from me, Lao Tzu will dismantle one of your bones!"

There was a sharp reprimand from the drunken Taoist in his ears, Jiang Hai could only endure the pain and fire, but the process was extremely long, between the two, you sang and I appeared, or the two men went forward together.

After a long time, the two pains completely disappeared, Jiang Hai was completely demented underground, if it weren't for the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, it would be as if he was dead.

"I don't know what's wrong, you don't go to inquire, Lao Tzu's wine can be drunk by people?

After that, he slapped Jiang Hai again, as if all the anger he had endured before was going to be spilled out on this day.

To be honest, this slap is not as painful as one-tenth of the pain just now, so Jiang Hai didn't have any reaction, he is still feeling the special nature of this wine, just like the old man said, his wine is a little doorway.

After the painful fire, there is now a temperature in the internal organs, slightly higher than the temperature of the body temperature, which is slowly healing the wound? Because now there is a special taste in the mouth in addition to the aroma of wine, like the smell of medicinal herbs.

This wine is medicinal wine.

After the pain, there was a rare comfort, Jiang Hai lay on the ground and gasped for breath, and after a long time, he asked: "Old man, how long will it take me to get better this time? I can't lie down for another three years, right?"

"What? you even think about it?!" the drunken man's tone confirmed that this time it was really serious.

"Don't mind, old man, I feel like I can still save it, I believe you have the ability!"

"Why didn't you think you could save it when you made a fuss, why didn't you think you could save it when you were thinking nonsense?"

"Believe me? If Lao Tzu has this ability, can he still be so painful? Get out, lie down for me honestly, if I die, I will dig a pit and bury it on the spot, you have a good place to live here, and there is one less scourge in the world!"

"Old man, teacher...... Parent ......''

There was no response, Jiang Hai could see everywhere he searched, but he didn't see anyone, and he didn't know where he was going.

Jiang Hai knew that this time it was really a big game, and even a mysterious existence such as a drunken madman could not be cured, so it was really fateful? But Jiang Hai still heard something he hadn't known all along:

The old man also has trouble, and it is very likely that it is an incurable injury like himself, so there will be the pain he said, and this pain is long-term, so he will be in such a state on weekdays, and this strong wine elixir is also to suppress that pain.

It's just that it's unknown whether his pain or injury is a Tao injury.

"You can't live if you do your own evil!"

Jiang Hai sighed, and he didn't know whether he was talking about himself or a drunken man, or whether he was a master and apprentice.

The days that followed can be described as extremely depressed, and I didn't feel so sad that I was drugged that time, because I woke up three years later, and now this time I can't move while I see it, and the pain is a little boring or real.

And so it passed seven days, and because the darkness was restored to light seven times in this temple, seven days were passed. In the past seven days, the drunken madman came back once, and after pouring a sip of wine into Jiang Hai's astonishment, he left in a hurry, as if there was something important to complete, and this speed only made Jiang Hai smack his tongue.

This time, Jiang Hai thoroughly understood what the old man said before, this wine is really powerful, not to mention the pain, but also allows him to have more room to move, at least his head can be deflected, although the amplitude is not very large, but Jiang Hai is content.

At least Lao Tzu doesn't have to look at the beam on the top to count the days, you can look elsewhere.

And the first time Jiang Hai wanted to know who was enshrined in some temples, and he always had a feeling that the people enshrined in this temple were not simple.

After turning his head and looking up slightly, what he saw was this statue of the god and his arm, and it could be seen from this costume that he was not a person from Buddhism.