Chapter 1763: Encounter (1)

She was unconscious, her black hair flashing to the ground like a waterfall, beautiful.

After the man threw the woman off, his back straightened violently, and he felt that his hunchback could actually hold an adult girl. I don't know how he got the girl unconscious and brought her back on his back.

The man took off his dirty and smelly black coat, revealing a handsome face, but the handsome face was full of evil spirit. There is a good-looking smile on the corner of his mouth, but because that smile is so perfect, it is difficult to produce a sense of reality.

"Wake up, I know you're awake. Don't pretend anymore! He grabbed the girl from the ground and threw her hard again. The girl's head was bleeding, and tears mixed with viscous blood, smearing the ground with water. But the girl disappeared and did not speak, and did not snort despite the severe pain, but just closed her eyes tightly.

"What a bad girl. Didn't your father and mother tell you that when you are a guest at someone's house, you should look directly at the host's house to be polite? I'm going to punish you! He licked his tongue and showed a sharp knife in his left hand: "Where to cut first?" Hey, miss, don't you like to talk. Shall we come and play a game? If you make a sound first, let me cut it. If I speak first, I'll let you cut me. Hey, fair to it! ”

Before she could say yes, the man slashed at her thigh, slicing off a piece of steaming red. The insane pain swept through all her nerves at once, and she couldn't help but moan.

The man was as excited as a child, clapping his hands and laughing weirdly: "You lost!" You've lost! Where, where am I going to cut this time? ”

The knife in his hand kept slashing at various parts of the girl's body. The girl clenched her teeth, her whole body trembling with fear.

"Okay, it's decided, just cut here!" The man laughed, raised his knife and slashed at the girl. Just when the girl was unbearable and desperate to commit suicide, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the cave that was difficult to ignore.

Out of nowhere, she had the courage to shout wildly. The man frowned, knocked her unconscious with a punch, then calmly washed his hands, tidied up his clothes, walked slowly to the mouth of the cave, stretched out his head and looked out cautiously. After being stunned, he walked out.

Outside the cave stood a man dressed in a white boy's costume with a smirk on his lips and a folding fan in his hand. He stared at him with a funny smile, and only said slowly for a long time: "The woman in your cave who snatched it back as the lady of the village is really lucky." But I like it, woman, I want it! ”

The man with a good smile looked at him indifferently: "Who are you?" ”

"I am?" The man in white smiled slightly: "A person who wants your life." ”

After speaking, he quickly took out a piece of rune paper, and a brilliant light stabbed at the man with a good smile.

Legend has it that Lao Tzu rode a green ox through Hangu Pass, and when the Hangu Mansion left a 5,000-word "Tao Te Ching" for the Mansion Yin, an old man who was more than 100 years old and had a childish face swaggered to the Mansion to find him. Lao Tzu met the old man in front of the mansion.

The old man gave a slight salute to Lao Tzu and said: I heard that Mr. is erudite and talented, and the old man is willing to ask you for advice.

The old man said proudly: I am one hundred and six years old this year. To be honest, I've been loafing around since I was a kid until now. People my age have all gone to the past, they have cultivated a hundred acres of fertile land but have no place, built the Great Wall without enjoying the canopy, built four houses but ended up in a lonely grave on the outskirts of the wilderness. As for me, although I have not had crops all my life, I still eat grains; Although there is not a single brick or tile, he still lives in a sheltered house. Sir, can I now laugh at them for their busy work all their lives, only to get themselves an early death?

When Lao Tzu heard this, he smiled slightly, and instructed Fu Yin: Please find a brick and a stone.

Lao Tzu put the brick and stone in front of the old man and said: If you can only choose one of them, do you want bricks or stones?

The old man proudly took the brick and put it in front of him and said, "Of course I will take the brick."

Lao Tzu stroked his beard and asked the old man with a smile: Why?

The old man pointed to the stone and said, "This stone has no horns, what is the use of taking it?" Bricks are needed.

Lao Tzu beckoned to the onlookers and asked: Do you want stones or bricks? And they all said that they wanted bricks instead of stones.

Lao Tzu turned around and asked the old man: Is it the longevity of stones, or the longevity of bricks? The old man said: Of course there is a stone.

Lao Tzu smiled and said: People don't choose stones with a long lifespan, and bricks have a short lifespan, but people choose them, but it's just useful and useless. This is true of all things in heaven and earth. Although the longevity is short, it is beneficial to people and heaven, and everyone chooses it, and everyone reads it, and it is not short; Although the longevity is long, it is useless to people in the sky, and everyone abandons it, and forgets it, and it is long and short.

Legend has it that the bricks and stones that Lao Tzu held and compared to have since become spirituality and become monsters. It seems to be taken for granted that things used by saints will have spirituality, just as things used by celebrities will be worth a hundred times as much as a toilet. However, according to the research of the Hunter's Bazaar, not only saints, but also a very small number of ordinary people also give spirituality to the items they often use, and these people may not have any ability of their own, or even be discovered by other humans. When youkai can always find and distinguish these people very clearly, they are like a very delicious tonic for youkai, once you find them, you want to devour them in one bite.

I'm afraid, this youkai has also found such a type of person.

The moment before my rune paper turned into a sun-devouring arrow was about to pierce the smiling old man, the guy jumped backwards at a speed that was completely detached from the human race, and his body swelled in the air, only to see the skin on his body break apart inch by inch, and finally only a layer of skin fell to the ground.

A youkai more than two meters tall with a pungent smell was revealed. It was jet black, with blood-red eyes, sharp teeth, no legs, and identical claws on all limbs, and the monster scurried to the center of the cave and roared at me, a piercing sound wave that shattered all the glass around it.

"Bad luck!" I was slightly surprised. How did this kind of youkai, which can only be found in bathhouses and public toilets, come here? As the name suggests, the bad luck ghost just likes to devour bad luck.

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