Text Volume 1 The Vast World Chapter 8 Whisk Clothes

The mountain wind poured into the secret room, causing Wentian's body to tremble.

In front of him was the cave used by the leader for cultivation, with a bright and shining luster, and the ground was full of gold and silver.

"How many years of savings is this?" said Wentian.

Since Wentian was reborn in this world, it was the first time he had seen so much money.

If it is someone else, I am afraid that I will not be able to suppress the greed in my heart and keep it for myself, but Wentian does not care about the property, in his opinion, the daughter is scattered and comes back.

The small tree floated out of Wentian's eyebrows, almost blinded by the golden light.

"Oh, I'll go, what is this?" scolded Xiaoshu. When I came to my senses, I realized that it was nothing more than worldly gold and silver.

"Boy, let's go. "The little tree is not interested.

"Wait, I've got to put this away. Wentian said.

"What, boy, are you interested in these?" said the little tree with a look of disbelief.

"No, I want to give the money away. ”

"I see, yes. "The little tree knows.

Wentian was quick with his hands and feet, and he finished cleaning up after a while, and when he was about to leave, Wentian's body shook and almost fell.

"Boy, you'd better recuperate. ”

After the battle with the killers, he didn't have time to rest, and he kept looking for the leader's secret room, and the injuries on his body were not treated, and there was a faint tendency to have a seizure.

"It's not safe here, we'll talk about it later. "Ask the heavens to go.

"Don't worry, I'll set up a small maze, and it's absolutely safe. Xiaoshu said.

"Maze?" asked, puzzled.

"It's a kind of formation, you don't have to dig into it now, I'll tell you later. Xiaoshu explained.

After speaking, he floated out of the secret room and arranged the so-called formation. I didn't understand it, but I saw small trees scurrying around, pulling branches for a while, and moving stones for a while. Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it, and asked Tianpan to sit and recover from his injuries.

Wisps of heaven and earth aura were absorbed by Wentian, and after refining impurities, they converged in the dantian, and then flowed through all parts of the body, treating injured tendons and veins. The aura overflowed from the seven orifices of Wentian and gathered on the top of the head, and there was an image of the Taoist three flowers gathering at the top.

The little tree who came back was also a little shocked when he saw this scene

"Three flowers gather at the top!"

"It would appear in a little guy in the Qi Realm, it's really a wonder in the world. ”

The flower condensed by the aura turned into aura and entered the body, and Wentian's body glowed with precious light.

"Whew-"

Wen Tian exhaled, stopped running the spiritual formula, and stood up

"How long have I been healing?"

"Two hours. Dawn is approaching. Little Tree replied.

"Let's go. ”

Wentian and Xiaoshu left this place side by side, and the surrounding silence was silent, and the chickens and dogs did not hear it.

A man and a tree with a sack of gold and silver hurried to disperse.

As the sun rose, every household found an extra gold coin and a silver coin in front of their door, and was overjoyed, kneeling on the ground and praying to thank the gods for their apparitions.

After doing these things, Wentian did not know that he was being treated as a god and continued to distribute his goods.

"The nearby villages are almost finished, and only a few wealthy merchants in the city remain. ”

"Rich businessman?" Xiao Shu wondered.

"They are not profiteers, they have done a lot of good things for the people, and I ...... at the beginning." To be honest, Wentian didn't want Xiaoshu to know about his dark past.

"Alright!" interrupted the little tree

"I'm tired, so you can do it yourself. With that, he got into his eyebrows and disappeared.

Moved by the question, Xiaoshu understood what he meant but didn't know what he meant, and it was a respect for himself to put the decision in his own hands.

Lifting his breath and lightening his body, Wentian ran towards the direction of the city at a faster speed, and it didn't take long for the outline of the city wall to appear.

The world in which Wentian is located is called Tianming Small World, which is at the bottom of many small worlds and is oppressed. The small world of Tianming is extremely vast, and there are many natural dynasties. These dynasties are distributed in a radial pattern, and the further you go, the weaker your strength becomes, and the Star Dynasty is in the outermost layer.

After a short time, Wentian came to the city. I used to come on a mission, and I didn't have a good view of Crescent City. Now that I have put aside my former identity and looked back, I have a different atmosphere.

Xingyue City, as a small border city of the Xingchen Dynasty, naturally has a very high city wall. Wen Tian looked at the majestic city wall and was shocked in his heart. The walls were high enough to deter the invading enemy.

After paying the entrance tax, Wentian entered the city smoothly, and when he saw the scene in the city, Wentian sighed again.

The street vendors are in good order, the people are walking slowly, and the homeless are hard to see. The border city is the most chaotic, but the people here live and work in peace and contentment, which shows that the city lord has good governance.

Wentian found an inn to stay for the time being, and the little two who greeted him saw Wentian in the dust, looking like a countryman entering the city, and he didn't say anything, and kept his duty.

Wentian's room is far from the main street, but it is also quiet. Wentian was not a person who liked to be lively, but after experiencing all kinds of things in his previous life, his mentality changed.

"Wait until the evening. He asked the sky and muttered to himself, and then sat cross-legged and cultivated. Knowing that he is not as good as others, Wentian cherishes his time even more, does not let go of every minute, and works hard to cultivate, and it is this diligence that makes Wentian break through again and step into the five turns of Yunqi.

Time passed slowly, it was already late at night, and I unconsciously asked the heavens to practice for a day. Shouldering the sack, he asked the sky and left the inn.

Landing silently, Wentian put the gold and silver at the door of the wealthy merchants' houses, and then swept up the roof, without a trace.

When he came to a rather luxurious mansion, Wentian had a complicated look in his eyes, which was the most guilty thing about Wentian. At the beginning, the mistress of this family was arrogant and domineering, angered the chief, and in a fit of anger, she sent Wentian to kill her.

Wentian lightly climbed over the wall, put down the rest of the goods, and turned to leave.

"Friend, since you have come to my house, why don't you have a cup of tea and leave?" a voice came from the shadows, asking the heavens in shock

"Who?"

When Wentian took a closer look, it was the owner of this mansion. There was no one around, and it seemed that the owner of the mansion did not call a guard.

Hesitantly walked over, the old man was sitting on a stone bench, and there was cold tea on the stone table.

"You, why don't you fall asleep at night, afraid of catching a cold. Wentian said embarrassedly.

"Hehe, didn't you sleep either?" replied the old man with a smile.

"I ......" asked the heavens, and there was no follow-up.

After a long silence, the old man asked

"What's the point of visiting a little friend late at night?"

"I, I'm here to pay off my debts. Q Tian replied.

"Oh, what debt, is it the property, or the human life?" said the old man softly.

Wentian closed his eyes, then opened them and said

"If that's what you want, then why not? Kill for your life, that's how it should be. Then he took out his dagger and placed it on the stone table.

"That's it, that's it, let him pass the past. "The old man didn't take the dagger.

"But, I killed ......" asked the heavens puzzled.

Needless to say, she is to blame, she is overbearing on weekdays, and she will eventually attract death. ”

Wentian was silent again.

"Child, are you still doing this?" asked the old man.

"No, I'm out of the organization, I'm not doing it. ”

"yes, that's fine. Child, you still have a good life, you shouldn't be so wasted, if you don't mind, you might as well come to me, at least don't worry about food and clothing. The old man persuaded.

"No, thank you, I've got a different path. Wen Tian choked up and said.

"Well, then, go, child, forget the past and seek your destiny. The old man said with relief.

Then he took out a black card and gave it to Wentian

"This is my family heirloom, and I don't know what it is, but I give it to you. ”

"No, no, it's too expensive for me to take. Wentian hurriedly refused.

"Take it, son, it's nothing compared to the silver and gold. ”

After all, Wentian still played a black card

"Thank you!" the old man bowed, drank the cup of tea, and disappeared into the night.

"Go, child, and hope you will find your own resting place. The old man's voice echoed in the silent courtyard.

Wentian ran wildly all the way, crossing the city gate, venting the guilt in his heart, and a suppressed whimper came from the woods.

A few days later, a small village.

"Xiaotian, today's harvest is good. A big man said to Wentian with a smile.

"Yes, Uncle Li, you can take some. Wentian cut off a large piece of thick meat and handed it to the big man. Since returning from the city, Wentian found a village to settle in, and the villagers saw that Wentian was just a child, so they took him in, and he came and went to have the current scene.

"Lao Li, don't cheat Xiaotian, it's not easy for Xiaotian to hunt such a little game. One woman said.

"It's okay, Aunt Zhang, I still have a lot, tell everyone to come and get some. Wen Tian smiled.

"You kid, really. When the woman had finished speaking, she beckoned everyone.

Looking at such a warm scene, Wentian's heart was warm, and he didn't know how long such a day would last.

Wen Tian was thinking about it, when someone suddenly shouted

"Let's go and see, there's a fortune teller at the entrance of the village, but it's a god. ”

Hearing the sound, everyone present ran to see the excitement, and Wentian also followed.

At the entrance of the village, a fortune teller is standing, and the villagers are asking for a hexagram to be counted for them.

"No, no, it's just fate. The fortune teller said.

"Destined people, then master, who do you think among us are destined to have?" asked a villager who did not give up.

The fortune teller looked around, and was about to withdraw his gaze when he saw Wentian

"Hey! Hearing this, everyone looked at the sky and asked.

"Huh, me?" asked, pointing to himself.

"Yes, that's you. The fortune teller replied.

Wentian looked at the fortune teller, wearing black sunglasses, two mustaches, and a spirit banner in his hand, at first glance, he was a standard charlatan.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to count it. Wentian stepped forward.

The fortune teller carefully looked at the heavens, pinched the tips with his fingers, and recited words in his mouth. Suddenly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then quickly retreated as if he had seen a ghost, pointing at the Heavenly Dao

"God, God!"

"What is it?" asked the sky.

The fortune teller did not explain, and hurriedly ran out of the village, and the people in the village were confused, and some people "suddenly realized"

"It turned out to be a liar, and when he saw that Xiaotian was young and strong, he didn't dare to deceive him. ”

Everyone came to their senses, scolded the fortune teller for being shameless, and went their own way.

Only Wentian is still in place, and the fortune teller's expression is not fake, as if he has seen something terrifying, but where am I scared, looking at myself, Wentian smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, don't think about it, just treat him as a liar. He shook his head and walked into the village.

"It's time to go. Wentian whispered, this is the matter, brushed his clothes away.