Chapter 12: The End of Life

"Eldest sister, you give me the child to hold, why do you have to leave quickly!" When he came to the gate of the courtyard, as soon as Xingyuan's voice fell, before the woman could hand the child out, the shocking and frightened voice behind him had already come again. "None of you want to leave today!"

When Xingyuan turned his head in surprise, Song Yan had already rushed out of the gate of the house and pounced viciously towards the three people in front of the courtyard gate.

"Eldest sister, I'm here to stop this guy, you quickly take the child and escape, find a safe place to call the police!"

Xingyuan said anxiously, as soon as the woman's front foot stepped out of the threshold, the courtyard door was tightly closed by Xingyuan, his eyes looked around, and he didn't care too much, picked up a brick under the courtyard wall, twisted his neck, and slapped Song Yan who rushed over.

Hearing a bang, the bricks cracked in half and fell to the ground, Xingyuan's body was thrown directly in the air, smashing heavily on the courtyard wall, and then rolled down at the same time as a group of bricks.

"What kind of strength is this, I guess the two cows can't pull it, Lao Tzu may be really cold this time." I knew that I shouldn't have gone out of the village today, even if I left the village, I shouldn't have given up the online car-hailing car to Zhao Dong, even if I gave the car to Zhao Dong, I shouldn't have followed this Song Yan here, and even if I followed Song Yan here, I shouldn't have messed with him. Hey..."

Xingyuan, who was lying on the ground, had bones all over his body as if they were falling apart, his chest was like a fire, his stomach was also churning and nauseous, blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't have the strength to move, and his brain was also very chaotic at this moment, and he began to think about some stories, and his vision in front of him was blurred.

"Boy, why are you lying on the ground and pretending to be a grandson now? Weren't you crazy just now? Aren't you very nosy? Get up and keep fighting me! ”

Song Yan walked up to Xingyuan, gently kicked Xingyuan's head with his foot, and asked sarcastically.

"Hey, I said why are you so cheap, how can you say that if it weren't for Lao Tzu's nosy today, you would still be able to stand like this? With such good kung fu, even women are bullied, do you say you are still human? ”

Xingyuan shook his head vigorously, raised his head, and scolded weakly with bloody teeth.

Song Yan couldn't even count the people he had killed in his life, and none of those who died under his hands scolded him mercilessly before dying. He had long been accustomed to this scene, smiled disapprovingly, squatted down and said slowly:

"Boy, you can go with confidence, I won't let you die so dull, tomorrow I will go to a gossip newspaper office, spend a lot of money to get a piece of such news, saying that a handsome man near the long-distance passenger on the outskirts of the city turned into a widow's house in the middle of the night, and after a long time of chaotic noise came from the house, the man was too tired, and when he left over the wall, one accidentally fell from the half-meter-high wall and fell to death! In this era of advanced information, I believe that in a few days, the glorious deeds of your kid will be uploaded on the major headlines. How about boy, brother, I have a good idea, although it didn't make you famous for a hundred years, but it is right to let you be beautiful at this time, this afternoon's life-saving grace! ”

At this moment, Xingyuan's heart really regretted it, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corner of his mouth, but his tone changed: "Then I really want to, thank you big brother, big brother, since you are so happy now, you see that my little brother and I are so unlucky, you have to put your own life into it to save people!" For the sake of the little brother who saved your life today, don't embarrass the mother and son, just play as a good person? ”

Hearing Xingyuan's words, Song Yan looked overjoyed, and couldn't help laughing:

"Be a good person and have fun, okay, your brother and I will go and suck the child's blood, and then take the widow back, and put her plain underwear into your arms. Gossip news still needs some practical research. After your family buries you, I am digging up your grave, putting her in, and making you a joint burial of the emperor and queen, so that your kid will not be lonely in the underworld, how about it? ”

"Oh, big brother, today I only understood that in normal times Lao Tzu thought that I was lacking in virtue enough, until today Lao Tzu met you, Lao Tzu knew what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."

Xingyuan's tone became deeper and lower, and he spoke intermittently with his mouth open.

However, Song Yan was extremely excited at the moment, patted Xingyuan's face like ashes with his hand, stood up and turned his head to leave.

"Boy, you must not die too quickly, wait for your brother and me, I will catch the two of them for you, and it will not be too late to see your future lover of the underworld and die."

Xingyuan, who hooked the corners of his mouth, gradually returned to normal at the moment when Song Yan turned around, the desperate tears in the corners of his eyes were flowing one drop after another, and his hands struggled to support his body, but he couldn't exert the slightest strength. The closer you get to the brink of death, the more unwilling you are in your heart.

The darkness was starting to get darker in front of me, and perhaps this was a sign of a lack of blood supply.

There was a loud bang, and Xingyuan, whose eyes were about to be closed forever, had the last trace of strength, desperately trying to see everything that was happening in front of him.

At the moment when Song Yan was about to open the door, the gate was kicked open from the outside, and Song Yan was taken aback when he looked at the door, and began to take a few steps back, and three men in white robes rushed in from outside the door one after another, rushing towards Song Yan is body, directly with the battle. They were followed by the woman who was holding the child just now.

"You're finally here!"

Xingyuan saw the woman's face full of tears and pain, and also watched the three white-robed people besieging Song Yan at the same time, and gradually began to gain the upper hand.

Still unable to hold on, Xingyuan only felt that the ground was very warm and soft, like cotton poured in the sun. For a moment, the whole world became quiet, and the vision in front of me was truly blurry this time. A sense of comfort that has never been felt before is slowly coming out from the depths of Xingyuan's heart.

In the confusion, Xingyuan heard someone asking, and at the same time, someone was sighing and questioning:

"What a poor child, how could he be hurt like this?"

"How the hell did you let this kid go..."

"That's it, we've done our best, life and death are fate, it all depends on this child's creation."

In the world of dreams, it was like swimming in a sea of fire for a while, and the whole body was roasted with unbearable heat, and the blood began to burn.

After a while, it was like falling into an ice cave, the outside of the body became extremely hard, and the hair fell off, as if even the memory was frozen into ice.

In the blink of an eye, I came to the vast grassland, and a faint smell of vanilla came from time to time in the endless vision.

Suddenly, the ground cracked, and the scene changed to the moment when the cliff fell, and the wind was as fierce as a tiger slapping on the face, and the person who blew could not open his eyes. At the moment when he was about to land, a loud sound of shattering bones came to his ears.

Xingyuan snorted in his throat, sat up from the bed with a painful expression, sweat from his forehead, one after another.

There are slightly old wooden windows, and a stream of sunlight spills in obliquely, which feels particularly dazzling.

Xingyuan raised his arm, frowned and covered his eyes that he couldn't open, and looked around with a stunned expression, as if he was in another world.

The furnishings in the room are somewhat simple, but they are very clean.

"Am I not near a long-distance bus station? How can you sleep here? Am I not dead? Which place is this? ”

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, interrupting Xingyuan, who was puzzled.

The door creaked open, and the light in the room brightened up a lot. Sunlight shone in from behind the stilled figure of Mougin, with a hairy golden halo.

Xingyuan turned his head to look at the figure, only to see the figure staring at Xingyuan sitting on the bed with wide eyes, clenched his hands in some surprise, and walked over with a smile.

"After so many days, you're finally awake..."

Xingyuan's slightly dull eyes flashed a trace of dazedness, looked left and right, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you..... Where is this? ”

The face of the figure slowly appeared in Xingyuan's gaze, she was a woman, although her face was ordinary, with a swallowtail-shaped hairpin hanging her head, but on her long and slender figure, she was wearing a light white ancient Roy dress, shining in the sunlight piercing in from outside the house.

The woman's face flashed with a hint of joy, and she said, "You lie down and don't move first, and I'll go to my master and let him see your injuries." ”

After the woman happily ran out of the door, Xingyuan frowned helplessly, very confused, and in the end just shook his head with a wry smile, he wanted to get out of bed and go out to have a look, but after thinking about it, he still didn't move, but he couldn't help but show a trace of joy in his heart. "I'm alive!"

Soon the door of the room was pushed open again, and an elderly man walked in with five people.

Seeing the old man at the head, Xingyuan hesitated a little, this old man in a white robe and a well-maintained white beard should be the owner here, and there was a trace of awe in his heart, looking at the person in front of him, whether it was dressed or aura, at least when he was seen at first sight, he would think that he was a master of fairy wind and bones. Thinking about the Xuanfeng Taoist priest played by Liu Bao in his village, Xingyuan felt that he blushed for him, and the whole thing was like a liar.

The old man stroked his white beard, smiled and glanced at Xingyuan, Xingyuan also laughed twice, usually liars have seen a lot, the first time they saw the real thing, and they didn't know how to open their mouths for a while.

Seeing this scene, the long-haired man behind the old man spoke: "You kid, your life is really big, you were beaten like that by that old monster Song Yan, but you still survived." ”

Xingyuan's gaze shifted from this voice to the old man's back, and among the five young people behind him, there happened to be three white-robed people who beat him up that day because of his nosy. And it was the man in the middle who spoke.

"You three saved me? And brought me here? Anyway, what happened to Song Yan? Xingyuan asked

"Of course..."The man in the middle was just about to answer, and the long-haired man next to him couldn't help but pat him, and suddenly he stopped speaking, looked at the old man in front of him, and slowly lowered his head, like a few people around him, his expression looked very respectful.

The old man waved his hand and said to Xingyuan: "Child, about Song Yan, I will personally tell you the reason for everything later, now let me see how your injuries are recovering." ”

After a moment of silence.

The old man's hand was regained, Xingyuan's pulse slowly raised, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes, Xingyuan coughed a little uncomfortably twice, and said, "Am I okay?" ”

As the old man nodded with a smile, the man in the middle of the back spoke: "What's the matter, my master's medical skills are amazing, if your injury is in an ordinary hospital, if you send it early, you will either be paralyzed or become a vegetative person, if it is sent late, I am afraid you will not see today's sun for a long time." Look at my master again, it only took seven days, just seven days, and you guy is already alive and well in front of us. ”

"Jianhong is good, saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, this is the duty of people who cultivate the Tao, child, you can stay on the mountain for two days to recuperate."