The gate courtyard of Chang Gung Mountain is located in a big valley in the hinterland of the mountain, the ancient temples of Zongmen are all built at the bottom of the valley, all the buildings are relatively low, and the highest building is just an old building with two floors up and down, it looks like an ancient village hidden in the mountains and forests from a distance.

Listening to Long Yanxing, there are still a few "special" scenic spots around the valley, but the area of the valley is beyond the visual range of the ghost eye, and I don't know what the special scenery in his mouth refers to.

After we entered the "village entrance", we could often see groups of young people on the road.

They sat or leaned on the side of the road, many of them were snorting melon seeds, staring at us blankly, I saw that these people were wearing very old Taoist clothes, but they were not like Taoist priests, most of them were flat-headed, and some of them directly shaved their heads into bald scoops, which looked neither like Taoist priests nor monks, they were simply nondescript.

Long Yanxing whispered to me and Lao Zuo: "The people in the mountain gate are all so virtuous, as if they can't wake up all day long, unless they are ...... profitable."

I didn't listen carefully to the second half of Long Yanxing's words, because at the very beginning of his conversation, there was a noise in the alley next to the road.

The sound of scattered footsteps, coupled with bursts of fierce shouts, suddenly rose in the silent old alley.

I followed the sound and looked, and saw that several Chang Gung Mountain people were chasing a teenager to fight, and the shouts were shouted from the mouths of two of the tall men, and the others just moved their fists, as if they didn't want to really fight, but these two people, each with a burning stick, whipped at the young man for a while.

I could understand the dialect spoken by the locals, and I could tell from the words uttered by the two tall men that the beaten boy seemed to have stolen something.

If you look at the young man carefully, he looks very delicate, but his body is very thin, and there is no good piece of meat on his body at this time, either covered with mud or bruised.

Despite being beaten so badly, he was able to grit his teeth and not cry out in pain, and in addition, his two hands were still holding in his arms, as if he was protecting something.

Stealing something and getting beaten was a common thing to me, and even though this kid was beaten to pieces, I didn't want to be nosy.

But at this moment, one of the big men shouted viciously: "Wild child, no one knows if you are killed." ”

There was also someone next to him who pandered: "Kill him and throw him to the back mountain to feed the wolves." ”

This is not just a few harsh words, I did see a bit of murder in the big man's face.

He's murderous!

I don't care if you beat a thief, but if you want to poison a child, I can't ignore it.

I handed the backpack to Lao Zuo, turned around and walked towards the alley.

Lao Zuo only heard the noise, but he couldn't see the situation in the alley, and at this time he caught my backpack, his face was still a little confused: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Save people."

I replied briefly, and then took a leap of the clouds and dodged into the alley.

When I rushed into the alley, the boy was just kicked over by two big men, one of whom brandished a burning stick and smashed it above his head, but the speed of the opponent's shot was really not visible, just to round the stick, it took two or three seconds, and then the strength was pulled back, and then the stick was pulled out, and the whole set of actions was enough for me to run a hundred meters.

To my surprise, the boy who had been kicked to the ground looked beyond the crowd and saw me, and I could feel the surprise in his eyes.

At this time, shouldn't normal people's minds be on the burning sticks picked up by the big man, how can they still have the heart to pay attention to other things.

This kid is either a fool or a natural extraordinary.

Just as the burning stick was about to fall on top of his head, I flashed in front of him and grabbed the rod that was swinging from the opposite side.

As soon as the palm of my hand touched the head of the rod, I couldn't help but be shocked - what a weak force!

He has a good body, but he doesn't have much strength, and he doesn't know what the big man in front of him grew up eating.

Seeing that the burning stick was caught by me, the big man suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth to scold.

How could I have the heart to talk to this stinky fish and shrimp, a flash stepped forward, grabbed his belt, raised his arm, sent his wrist outward, and threw him directly over the wall next to him.

On the other side of the wall was a twenty-square-meter courtyard, which was not paved with bricks, and the ground was pure earth, so even if his body was heavy, he would not fall to his death if he landed from a height of three or four meters.

When I saw my companion being attacked, the first reaction of the others was to come up to me.

Now I can't take too much weight on someone else's territory, so I use both hands, pick up one person in one hand, and throw them all into the courtyard next to the alley.

threw four or five people in a row, and the other side panicked, and for a while he didn't know whether to rush up or run away.

Blame me, as soon as they came up, they were made up in advance, they should have been scared to do it again, the momentum is enough, and they are easy to feel afraid. It's really negligent, I only cared about saving time before, but now it's troublesome.

At this moment, the big man who was the first to be thrown into the yard pushed the door and rushed out.

I turned my back to him, but I could also see that there was an extra gilt rod in his hand, and the tip of the dust was red, probably dyed with cinnabar.

As soon as this product went out, he immediately condensed a sense of power, wanting to urge the magic weapon in his hand.

The teenager lying next to me couldn't help but remind me: "Be careful! ”

What is there to be careful about, the other party's mental power is so poor, it is a fourth-rate commodity in the industry, even if the thing in his hand is really a divine weapon, he can't exert his power.

Five seconds later, the gilded dust suddenly appeared, I turned my face sideways, glanced at the big man, he glared at me with an angry face, at a glance, my heart was on fire, my breath was unstable, just like this bear, I still want to urge the magic weapon.

To move the magic and imperial arts, you must first calm your mind, I don't understand such a simple truth, I really doubt that he is not a person in the cultivation circle.

I don't know if it's luck, or if he's already reached some kind of numerological connection with that floating dust, what is the chaos in the internal breath, and he can still spur out a breath of yang energy from the ups and downs.

Yang Qi rose into the air in wisps along the floating dust, and it was not too fast, but it could not be said to be too slow.

I condensed my mental power and blew when the yang energy flew halfway through...... The yang energy is gone.

My God, the other party's level is also secondary, at this level, dare to fight with others?

On the one hand, I really couldn't see the other party so self-righteous, and on the other hand, I really didn't want to waste time, so I summoned a karmic fire, and the heat wave went straight to the gilded dust in the hands of the big man.

When the dust touched the heat wave, it was instantly melted into ash, and the long pole made of metal was also instantly reddened, and the big man couldn't bear the pain, so he screamed on the spot and threw the floating dust to the ground.

Then I summoned a karmic wind to make the temperature in the alley drop sharply.

The cold of the karmic wind has a kind of breathtaking power, and the first time I felt such a chill on the Yin and Yang Road, I almost messed up my mind, not to mention these Chang Gung Mountain Sect people who were worse than my cultivation at that time.

The big man who took the lead was first burned in the palm of his hand, and now he was affected by the cold, and he couldn't hold it anymore, the first one smeared the soles of his feet, and the beef ran away, and the others naturally fled the scene after his buttocks.

Only the young man next to me, as if he was not affected by the cold of the karmic wind at all, kept raising his face and staring at me with slender eyes like double willow leaves.

I dissipated the heat and cold, and looked down at him.

As soon as he came into contact with my eyes, he seemed to be shy and a little afraid, and immediately lowered his head.

I was also curious, so I asked him, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

He just lowered his head and didn't speak, his hands were still clutched in his arms, and I saw that he was holding a small cloth bag in his arms.

Presumably, what he stole was inside.

It's really a poor person who must have something to hate, if he didn't steal, others wouldn't beat him, even if the Chang Gung Mountain Sect people just now were indeed a little vicious, but after all, he was at fault first.

I pulled his hand away and took the cloth bag to look at it, but when the cloth bag was opened, there were only two cold steamed buns with dried skin inside.

Stealing steamed buns? What age is this, as for it?

I glanced at the boy again, and saw that his yellow face and thin muscles really looked like he hadn't eaten a full meal in a long time.

I carried the cloth bag and raised my chin at him: "You stole these steamed buns?" ”

He still didn't look at me, just nodded sullenly.

"Where did you steal it?"

Only then did the young man raise his head, stretched out his finger and pointed to a door at the end of the alley, which was an extremely rare double-opening copper gate in the entire valley, and there was a stone lion standing in front of the door.

I squinted at the boy: "Even if you starve to death, you can't steal." ”

The boy pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

In fact, I also know that people are hungry to a certain point, as long as they can eat enough, they will do anything, and if you don't let him steal and rob it, sometimes it's really difficult for them, but I just express my own attitude, or rather, I have some inexplicable expectations for this child.

In my opinion, he shouldn't be a thief by contemplating himself.

Seeing that he would not speak, I sighed and beckoned him to follow me.

The child was visibly prostrate, but he managed to stand up and staggered to follow.

I walked to the end of the alley first, put the steamed buns in front of the two open copper doors, knocked on the door twice, and left the alley with the boy without waiting for the people inside to open the door.

The reason why I asked him to come with me was mainly to give him something to eat, and it happened that there were a lot of compressed biscuits and canned meat in his backpack.

But he didn't know what I was going to do, and he was always timid along the way, but he looked up at me from time to time, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

When I took him to the main road, many of the people at the Chang Gung Mountain Gate on the side of the road cast mocking or impatient glances, but occasionally I could detect a trace of pity in the eyes of a few people.

It seems that this kid is also a celebrity in the eyes of the people of Changgung Mountain Gate, and almost everyone knows him.

(End of chapter)