Ten years later, Liu Tianyou became a sturdy young man, not only with a basic martial arts, but also learned hunting skills from Liu Dahu, and became a well-known hunter in the mountain village.

Because the father and son have excellent hunting skills, they go to Daqingshan to hunt every once in a while, and each time they harvest a lot, the life of the old Liu family is better. Next to the dilapidated house, three bright and spacious blue-tiled houses were erected, surrounded by walls, and equipped with vermilion lacquer gates, which can be regarded as one of the richest households in the mountain village.

Also in the year of the house, Liu Tianyou got married, and the object was Niuniu, who grew up together. The eighteenth change of the female university, from a weak body to a young girl, has grown into a virtuous girl. Niuniu has changed a lot, she has learned to be a female celebrity, she has good cooking skills, she is very diligent, and she is also very assertive.

When he was a child, Liu Tianyou once said that he wanted to become a great hunter. But in the past ten years, he has passed by danger again and again, resisted a lot of wild things to the town again and again to get a few silver taels, saw his grandfather getting old again and his father's temples with gray hair, and saw his wife's worried eyes before he entered the mountain every time, he was silent.

Great hunters are not so easy to be, Liu Tianyou really realized that with the passage of time, he has long forgotten the scene of 'determination' when he was a child.

Two years later, Niuniu became pregnant, and Liu Tianyou was going to be a father.

After October, the fourth generation of the old Liu family with a handle was born, however, in less than three months, Liu Laohan, who was close to old age and considered to be old-lived, fell and broke a leg, and failed to survive. Passed away.

When his son reaches the age of five, he will go to the village to learn martial arts. Liu Tianyou hugged him and asked what his son was going to do when he grew up.

Xiao Bu thought for a while. Only then did he say: "I want to be a warrior in the gang when I grow up!"

It turned out that the friends in the same village often heard the scenery of the martial artists in the gang in the town, and they would brag about it, and they remembered it at a young age, thinking that it was very powerful to be a martial artist in the gang.

Liu Tianyou praised his son, and told his son the story of the great 'warrior'.

Liu Tianyou's whole life has been in the mountain village, and he has walked as far as the town, and he has an inseparable fate with Daqing Mountain all his life, until he grows old decades later. His grave was erected in Daqing Mountain.

His life was very ordinary, and until he died, he believed that there was an afterlife that would fulfill his wishes, and that perhaps one life he would become the greatest hunter of all.

However, there may be reincarnation and future lives in the world, but that is another person

This is a mortal city, and eighteen-year-old Li Jin is just the son of the owner of a small restaurant.

Every day. In this city, the streets come and go, bustling, and lively. There are hawkers with flat poles shouting, and children running around. And in the attic of Baihuafang, girls dressed in flowers and branches are unscrupulously soliciting guests, and some people's eyes are shining. I won't miss the pair of big rabbits shaking on my chest, and some people are shy and can't. Bowing his head and slamming his head elicited giggles.

It's just a small mortal city. However, the story of the immortals is told every day.

It's not fake.

Immortals may not have them, but immortal cultivators often appear.

On the Phoenix Mountain, thousands of miles away, there is a perennial hidden sect in the clouds and mist'Haotian Sect', it is said that the sect is on a mountain thousands of zhang high, mortals can not climb, only the high and high immortal cultivators can step on the flying sword haunt.

And the month before was the day when the 'Haotian Sect' recruited disciples once every ten years, causing people from the entire Tianxiang Kingdom to rush there.

However, the Immortal Sect is not so easy to enter, and only those who have immortal roots and are no more than twelve years old can hope to worship in the Immortal Sect. Of course, there are also some people who go through the back door and spend a lot of money, just like fighting for a place as an outer disciple and getting a little immortal.

Li Jin's family has only one small restaurant, and the annual income is only 1,000 taels of silver.

This time, in order to let his son worship in the immortal gate, Li Laoshi held his breath and took out the eight thousand taels of silver he had accumulated over the years to find someone. But there were unforeseen circumstances, and eight thousand taels of silver were spent, but Li Jin was unlucky, so he passed, and happened to meet the elders of the sect to inspect and bump into it.

As you can imagine, the money is gone, and the people are driven out.

After Li Jinyi returned home, he was demented for half a month, but fortunately he was not crazy, and he came back to his soul after half a month, but he was drunk and dreamed of death all day long. No, on this day, I drank flower wine in Baihuafang, drank too much, had an argument with someone, and a bowl passed, and injured the person, and after seeing the injured person clearly, Li Jin was directly dumbfounded.

"Hey, you little bastard is dead, you dare to hurt Wu Shilang's son!"

"Beat Lao Tzu, beat to death!"

There were several attendants around the injured person, Wu Gongzi covered his forehead, his face was hideous, and when he gave an order, the attendants pounced like wolves, punched and kicked, and after a while, they were dying.

Li Laoshi is such a son, and when he heard the news, Li Jin was no longer human, and he was left out of the door by the thugs of Baihuafang.

Li Laoshi hurriedly looked for a doctor, but Li Jin died halfway

"Xiao Er, arrange a private seat by the window upstairs for Ben Shao! The best dishes, the best wine, Ben Shao wants to treat me today!" A noble, oily-haired and powdery boy shook a folding fan, and as soon as he entered the door of the restaurant, he shouted loudly.

There is a man and a woman beside the noble son, the man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, and the temperament is unparalleled, and it seems that he is the guest he said. And on the side, there were seven or eight powerful servants.

"Sister Fu, this Zhongqing restaurant is the best restaurant here, and the ingredients eaten by the legendary immortals can also be eaten here!"

However, this Fumei had a cold face, no trace of enthusiasm, and even some disgust, and did not say a word.

The man on the side spoke: "Hong Ren, we are not here to enjoy the mountain this time, there is something important, just eat something." ”

"Then what's going on? If the hospitality is not good, my eldest brother will spare me? Where is the death, why don't you get over to Ben Shao!" Immediately angry.

"Hong Shao, here. I'm really sorry, this building is full today, and there is no window seat upstairs, you see-" Xiao Er ran over with a smile on his face.

Syllable!

A slap passed, Xiao Er hit his head on the table next to him, fell to the ground motionless, and blood grumbled down his head.

"Do you know who Ben Shao is, and he dares to sweep Ben Shao's face. Do you want to die? Call your boss over! Ben Shao is still here today, and if he doesn't make room, don't want to open this restaurant!" Hong Ren was furious and stared at the people inside with a sneer.

"Er Shao, do you want us to smash the restaurant?" The servant on the side was a little eager to try, and looked inside with bad intentions.

On this floor of the restaurant, many diners saw that someone was making trouble, and it was also the famous Hong family and the second young man, and they checked out one after another. Get out of here.

The Hong family is a high-ranking official, who served in the military department of the dynasty, and even the Hong family has risen.

Hong Ershao is arrogant and domineering, and he takes a group of followers to do evil all day long. killed someone, robbed the Huanghua girl of the Shui family, and walked through the street. It's so normal to jump all the way. Generally speaking. No one here dared to resist. It's fairly civilized today.

A moment later, the shopkeeper came out. Cold sweat flowed, begging for mercy: "Second master, the owner is far away, the second child is not sensible, the little one will make room for you——"

"It's only too late!

"Okay!"

"Smash!"

"Bang dang!"

“——”

Hong Ershao was very happy, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and went directly to the court to smash it. This made the pair of men and women on the side stunned for a moment, glanced at each other, shook their heads, and turned to leave

The eighteenth year of the calendar of the year, autumn.

This season is the annual day when the scholars of the Great Wu Kingdom enter Beijing to take the exam.

Every year, tens of thousands of scholars from the Great Wu Kingdom enter Beijing.

At this time, thousands of miles away on the mountain road, an ox cart was moving slowly. There was an old man on the ox cart, wielding a whip, and on the other side of the cart, a thin scholar with a yellow face was sitting, holding a yellowed scroll and shaking his head and reading "Zhihu Ye" and "The Covenant of the Saints".

The old man listened for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "Sun Xiucai reads really well, he will definitely win the top prize this time!"

Sun Xiucai put down the scroll and said modestly: "Old man, Zhuang Yuanlang is a Wenqu star, and he is not so good-"

"Sun Xiucai, you must do it!"

“——”

The two talked all the way, and not long after, Sun Xiucai's stomach rumbled.

When the old man heard this, he asked, "Didn't Xiucai Gong eat?" I'll bring some food and share some with you—"

"I've eaten, but I don't know why Lu Dao is hungry so quickly, the old man doesn't have to be polite, when I get to the next place, I'll find a place to eat—" Sun Xiucai said busily.

"Oh, it's coming, there's still thirty miles to go—" The old man took out something and ate it, but the food was only dry food, which could only fill his stomach, but it had no taste.

Sun Xiucai turned his head and tried his best not to look at the old man eating, but the sound of chewing things came into his ears from time to time, and his stomach rang even louder.

"-Exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin-" Sun Xiucai simply memorized the words silently.

This time he went to Beijing to take the exam, which was his last opportunity, but for this time, he was well prepared, his knowledge has made great progress, and he is very confident.

As long as you can get into the jinshi, all these years of hard study and poverty are worth it.

More than ten miles later, the ox cart arrived at a dangerous narrow road, and suddenly there was a shout of killing, and a group of bandits poured out on both sides of the road, all holding bright knives.

The old man and Sun Xiucai were frightened, with a knife resting on their necks, not daring to move, only begging for mercy.

"What's the matter with an ox cart, old man?"

"This time I did it for nothing, it looks like there is no money, big brother, what should I do, will I let it go?"

"What to put it, make Lao Tzu run away, these two people were killed, the cow slaughtered the car, and the car was thrown away!"

Sun Xiucai and the old man were still kneeling down and begging for mercy, and when a knife came, he saw that his body was getting farther and farther away from him, and there was a big hole in his neck, spurting blood, and after less than a breath, his eyes were dark.

——

On the way to the sky, Zhang Weidong is walking up, at least half an hour to the first step, at most a few days to the first step, and the longest time is a month to step out of the first step. His eyes have been closed, but the mysterious aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and the vicissitudes of life are also surrounding.

He is experiencing reincarnation, each life is a different role, it seems to be a dream, or not, the role in the dream is extremely real, life is also real, the people, things, and things around him, but he maintains a trace of wisdom at the most critical time, as if a passer-by is browsing and experiencing each of his own past, his life, and a lifetime of insight.

In the thirtieth life, he incarnated as a martial arts thief, met a noble lady, and experienced a love affair of life and death, which ended poignantly at the end.

In the fifty-eighth generation, he turned into an emperor and ruled a country, but unfortunately, he was incompetent and incompetent, and after thirteen years of reign, the people were not able to make a living, the world was in chaos, and the people rebelled, and the surrounding area was unstable, and the country perished, and he hanged himself in the palace.

In the eighty-third life, he became a little monk, accompanied by green lanterns and wooden fish all day long, talking about kindness and dedication, but by chance, fate was not up to others, he embarked on the road of evil Buddha, with 100,000 lives in his hands, blood can flow into a river, and countless souls. It wasn't until he was besieged by hundreds of strong men and fell that he regretted it.

Ninety-ninth, he returned to Earth. (To be continued......)