The small shopkeeper is a family, and the buildings are empty, leaving a flat land, but no one is rebuilding the first floor here.

The city lord ordered someone to set up a ten-meter jade tablet here, and the inscription said: Good has good reward, this proves the fairy fate. Commanding the common people, and doing what is good.

Ah Xue's family was owned by the city lord, and a way of financial income was born, in the form of collecting tickets from everyone, so that the people could see and experience Ah Xue's arduous growth process up close, and the income was classified as city government expenditure.

Ah Xue's father was able to be re-buried, although the people who bullied Ah Xue's family were not ordered to be punished by the city lord, their lives also plummeted, and all their friends and business partners broke off their friendships, and they were spurned when they walked on the street.

Daomu, people are gone, but there are all kinds of legends left in the city.

Some people say that he is the reincarnation of the immortals, in order to save the common people, some people say that he is really lucky, only two families have a good relationship with him, both of them are immortals, share luck, and some people say that he is bold, not to say anything about the Weaver Girl, but also delusional to defile the Weaver Girl, and spit out disrespectful words to the Weaver Girl......

On an official road, it plunges into the deep dense forest, and there is no end in sight.

The mountains on both sides are steep and steep, stretching endlessly, like a long dragon coiled on the ground, the dragon's spine is sharp, and the forest is black in the sky. The ancient trees are towering, and the canopy of the trees is hidden in the clouds, looming, and sometimes dripping dewdrops, the size of a fist.

Dao Mu is riding A Meng, A Meng has a map on his back, he pinched his chin with one hand to look at the map, and held a large water jug in the other hand to receive the fairy dew from the sky, but if there is a range of three meters around the body, there is no need to pick it up.

In this case, Dao Mu is also distracted from studying the map, and he has no less scolding for the person who draws the map, although it is not a road idiot, this map is really difficult to understand, the mountain is not like a mountain, the river is not like a river, and the road is not like a road, which makes Dao Mu one head and two big.

In the eyes of others, this map is a different picture, the mountain is the mountain, the river is the river, and the road is the road.

Dao Mu asked passers-by a lot, and after asking, he felt that people all over the world were lying to him, this tattered map cost a hundred taels of gold, it hurts to think about it, and the money of an executioner is not money.

The ears moved slightly, about 50 centimeters behind him, the air flow was not smooth, and the voice was not harmonious. Dao Mu didn't look back, the jug changed hands, stretched out, snapped, and the dew fell on Ah Meng's back, Dao Mu felt a chill behind him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Ah Meng, don't make trouble, you're catching the dew......" After a pause, Dao Mu couldn't help but ask, "Ah Meng, you've been sullen lately, are you worried about me?"

"Moo......" Ah Meng lowered his head and roared, turned his short and thick neck, with big watery eyes, looking directly at Dao Mu, he was indeed worried, and after a few breaths, he turned his head straighter, his head lowered even more, and his feet were much slower.

"You little brat, why are you so emotional? I don't worry about myself, what are you worried about. I tell you, don't be too simple, trust human beings easily, and invest in true feelings.

Human beings are very bad and very bad, fortunately the person you met is me, otherwise you will be slaughtered sooner or later and used in stew. In the future, if you encounter any danger, you must leave me and run, don't hesitate......"

It is rare for Daomu to say so many words in a day, and after a quarter of an hour, his mouth is dry before he stops chattering, and he takes the jug in his hand and drinks it all in one gulp, the cold dew is sweet and moistens his throat, refreshing people's hearts.

After a can of dew, Dao Mu had no desire to say more, picked up the map, lay on Ah Meng's back, covered the map on his face to shield himself from the sun, gently patted Ah Meng's body, and said loudly, "The husband has his own ambition to rush to the sky, and he does not go to the immortals. ”

"Hahaha......" There was a hearty laugh next to him, and this person sighed in admiration, "The husband has his own ambition to rush to the sky, and he does not walk to the immortals, and the immortals do not do it, and the people do it." Judging from the tone of the little brother, it seems that there is a story. ”

Hearing this, Dao Mu sat up halfway, but saw a tall and fat middle-aged man riding a lion-headed mastiff and a short and thin middle-aged man riding a black pig and Ah Meng side by head. The speed of riding can be on the same level as Ah Meng, and the two of them are not simple.

The tall and fat middle-aged man carried a disproportionate giant sword behind him, and the short and thin middle-aged man had a whip wrapped around his waist, holding a stick, and various jars wrapped around his body, sloppy.

"Are the two seniors going to the Sword Machine Pavilion?" asked Dao Mu curiously, his hands couldn't help but clench the map, almost scratching it, and there was a little hope in his words.

"Yo, the little brother is going to the Sword Machine Pavilion, this, I'm afraid it will be difficult, the Sword Machine Pavilion has always been hidden in the mountains, and only people can find the mountain gate. It was a short and thin middle-aged man who spoke, and Mo looked at his indifferent and stiff face, but his tone was very kind, and the previous hearty laughter came from him.

"The two of us are not going to the Sword Machine Pavilion, but our destination is also in the Sword Machine Pavilion's ruling realm. The smile on the face of the tall and fat middle-aged man has never disappeared, but his words are very cold, and he refuses to be thousands of miles away.

Hearing this, Dao Mu carefully folded the map in his hand and put it away, ignoring the bizarre appearance of the two, "What do you call the two seniors?"

"You can call me fat. The short, thin middle-aged man responded.

"Skinny head. The tall and fat middle-aged man responded.

"Fat head, thin head, in the next few days, I will be tired of the two of you. Dao Mu bowed, nodded to the two, and then whispered a few words in Ah Meng's little ear, and then lay on Ah Meng's body and took a lunch break.

The fat head and the thin head looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, a helpless look appeared on their faces, tilted their heads to look at Dao Mu a few times, the two of them clamped their legs, and the clouds and wind under the feet of the mounts disappeared in an instant.

Moo, Ah Meng showed a humanized expression, staring at the direction where the two disappeared, the little short legs increased the frequency, and the surrounding scenery was twisted into a ball, colorful, but after a few breaths, he caught up with the two.

Ah Meng let out a strange scream, as if he was laughing at them for not being able to do anything.

"This cub is kind of funny. After the fat man looked at Ah Meng carefully, he couldn't help but admire.

The thin head frowned with a smile on his face, his expression was strange and awkward, and the two of them were both competitive with the lion mastiff and the black pig, and after a beast roar, they strode away from their four legs, wanting to shake off Ah Meng.

Moo, Ah Mengshuo's eyes were half-narrowed, and he didn't have much trouble keeping up with the two beasts, not looking ahead, looking up at the lion mastiff and the black pig, his face full of pride. After 50,000 miles, the lion mastiff and the big black pig were panting heavily, out of breath, and Ah Meng on the side was breathless.

In this case, the thin head and the fat head did not have the idea of restraining the mounts under them, so that the three-headed spirit beast secretly competed for 80,000 miles, and the lion mastiff and the big black pig finally stopped their pace due to the loss of strength.

The lion mastiff and the big black pig were weak, lying on the ground, paralyzed like mud, their eyes were full of grievance and unwillingness, as adult spirit animals, they couldn't compare to a young beast.

"Okay, okay, after all, you're not a spirit animal, don't make this aggrieved look......"

The fat man took a small jar from his body, poured out three green pills, and flew into the spirit beast's mouth with a snap of his fingers, Ah Meng forgot Daomu's warning, and swallowed the fat pill unceremoniously.

As the sun sets, the orange sun has lost its temperature, and the darkness begins to erode the heavens and the earth again, and the light festival is retreating.

Wow, the grass and trees dance together, the evening breeze is blowing, cool and penetrating, waking up the sleeping Daomu, the red agate eyes are shining blood-glittering in the afterglow of the sunset, "What a pair of desperate eyes." The fat man couldn't help but sigh.

"Have you arrived at your destination?" Dao Mu said curiously, took out the map, and unfolded it to compare the surrounding environment, at this time, the night was getting thicker, and he could still see it clearly.

"Little brother, why are you so eager to go to the Sword Machine Pavilion?" the fat man couldn't help but ask, his face was expressionless, and in the twilight, he couldn't see what he was thinking, "Look at you, you don't look like a sword cultivator." ”

"Raise your head to look at the floating clouds, and you need a long sword for thousands of miles to lean on the sky. Dao Mu raised his finger to the sky, and his words were not without envy of the life of sword cultivation, vaguely revealing heavy remembrance, "My mother was a disciple of the Sword Machine Pavilion when she was alive, and she must not want to see this path, but, because of her, I have to go......

Looking back on the past, the corners of Dao Mu's eyes couldn't help but shine, and now he was alone, lonely like a shadow, which was very understandable pain.

Hearing this, he saw the thin head and the bear's body tremble, and his smiling face rarely showed fluctuations, and the tiger's eyes stared at Daomu's red agate eyes. After a few breaths, his head turned to the fat head, and saw that the corners of the fat head's mouth twitched slightly, and the ice surface was slightly distorted, he seemed to have something to say to Dao Mu, the words had reached his throat, his mouth opened slightly, and he swallowed it after all.

The two looked at Dao Mu, and there was an indescribable emotion.

For a long time, "why not learn to shepherd, shepherd, shepherd, and shepherd, and practice the mean." The thin head couldn't help but speak, his tone was much softer, a little more emotional, and no longer as harsh as scraping glass.

"Heh......" Dao Mu's face twitched a few times, revealing a look of despair, with agate red eyes, his hands clenched into fists, helpless Xiao Su, "The two seniors don't know, the kid's meridians are weird and deformed, and the orthodox Taoism has nothing to do with the kid." The reason why I went to the Sword Machine Pavilion was because I heard that the sword could go to the wing, and the kid wanted to find an unusual path in the Sword Machine Pavilion. I hope to give it a try, whether it is ascending to the immortal or falling into the demon, and then die. "Dao Mu talked a little too much today, perhaps because the two of them gave him instinctive comfort in his heart.

"Come, let's see, maybe we can give you advice. The fat man still had a cold face, and at this moment, Dao's words became more and more amiable and approachable, and he invited Dao Mu to come to them like a family member.

After Dao Mu's fist on Ah Meng's back was released, he clenched it in an instant, his eyes were vigilant, and he called out the decisive knife at any time to counter the other party's misdeeds. was entangled and struggling in his heart, and after ten breaths, he finally jumped off Ah Meng's back and made a big gamble in his heart.

The fat head pinched his right hand, and the thin head had to pinch his left hand.

Seeing that Dao Mu was tense and restless, he couldn't help but lose his head, "Little brother, don't panic, the two of us want to harm you, no matter how fast this young beast under you runs, it's useless." With a smile on his face, at this moment, the thin voice in Dao Mu's ears was like a zombie, and the listener was terrified.

Seeing this, the fat head raised his head and kicked the thin head, but he was short and thin, only mentioning the thin head and thighs, and he almost fell, and he couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

"Hahaha......" The fat man's gentle laughter was magical, and most of the vigilance in Daomu's heart was removed, "The two of us fought fiercely with a cataclysm in our youth, and finally won a miserable victory, only the two of us survived, but they also branded such a strange root disease, alas, ......" Saying, the fat head couldn't help but sigh, his eyes burned, and he shook his head violently, not daring to recall.

"Fat and thin, if you are afraid, it is too late to leave now......" The thin head has a tiger's back, a sunny smile, and a domineering determination to move forward.

The thin head of the tiger has a bear on his back, and the giant sword behind him does not know how many catties it weighs, Dao Mu felt it up close, like a big mountain in front of him, and he seemed to be choked by the neck, feeling suffocated.

The fat man ignored the thin head, he looked at Dao Mu and said lightly, "Little brother, the meridians in your body are actually not as good as you imagined. Practicing the sword may make your situation worse, and it is possible for the scholar to return to normal, and his achievements are even beyond the ordinary, becoming the second shepherd after becoming a cowherd. ”

The thin head let go of Dao Mu's hand and also persuaded, "I have been working against this stinky old man all along, but this time he was right. I am a sword cultivator, and I know that sword cultivation is dangerous. I'm afraid that learning the sword will make your situation worse, out of control, the pastoral is different, the pastoral path is mediocre and gentle, and the combat effectiveness is not necessarily weaker than the learning sword, whether it is the sword, or the pastoral study, and also look at the people of the royal way. ”

"Is it fast to learn the sword, or is it fast to learn to be a pastor?" Dao Mu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Talent, it depends on talent, thousands of avenues, there is no clear distinction between fast and slow. The thin head groaned.

"What if I am determined to fall into the path of the devil and take the sword to the edge?" Dao Mu continued, his tone resolute and fearless, "What if I am willing to exchange all costs and means for strength?"

Hearing this, the fat and thin heads looked at each other, very helpless, and the fat head asked, "Little brother, why are your thoughts so extreme, you are all demons when you open and close your mouth, and the price you pay for falling into the devil's path will never be understandable to ordinary people." I also hope that the little brother can think twice. ”

Dao Mu turned around, looking at the last sunset in the west, the evening breeze was blowing, puffing up his robes, hunting sounded, hitting Dao Mu's heart, the red agate eyes were full of heartbreaking despair, "The two of you don't know, the kid's life is short, if you can burn the last afterglow in a limited life." But I want to shed the blood of my eyes with this, and this life will not be in vain. ”

"Hmm......" The fat man groaned, approached Dao Mu, and patted Dao Mu's slightly stiff shoulder behind him, "Who told you that your life will end? ”

"Is this true?" Dao Mu turned his head, a surprise on his face, not surprise, and looked directly at the fat head who was half shorter than himself.

"Seriously, I can confirm that if you are fat, you still have a long way to go in life. The thin head echoed loudly, and his tone was sonorous and powerful.

Dao Mu grinned, stopped speaking, turned his head, and quietly watched the last touch of the sunset fall into darkness, and the earth was once again ruled by darkness.

Once upon a time, he hated the darkness so much, but now Dao Mu loves it.

Judging from the words and deeds and clothing of the two seniors, it seems that they are very familiar with the Sword Machine Pavilion, can you depict the map of the Sword Machine Pavilion to the kid, and the kid gave the two three thousand taels of gold in return, and only this bit is left. ”

“......”

The forest is too quiet at night, the sound of the wind and the cicadas seem to have disappeared, the earth is shrouded in endless darkness, and the lush woods become fangs and claws at night, or this is their nature, or this is their reflection of the deep sins of passers-by.

The fat and thin heads disappeared into the endless night, but the darkness perfectly concealed their speech and action.

Following.

In the envious gaze of the fat head and the thin head, Dao Mu lay lazily on Ah Meng's body, and the three of them had their own hearts and went on the road together.

The number of herdsmen gradually increased, including many refugees, Dao Mu began to be unable to sleep, unable to calm down, sometimes standing on Ah Meng's back and looking at the front of the road, sometimes sitting on Ah Meng's back to look at the surrounding people, sometimes observing the words and deeds of the fat and thin heads, for fear of disaster ahead, blocking his opportunity to go to the Sword Machine Pavilion.

Dao Mu sat up suddenly, and in front of his eyes, an old woman was crying and wailing, and in front of her were two corpses.

"Bodhisattvas passing by, do well, do well......" The old woman's face was pale, her lips were chapped and bleeding, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, she was embarrassed, and her cry was heartbreaking, "Please give me some money to buy me a few coffins and bury my daughter-in-law and husband......"

Passers-by, some people have a lot of trouble, some people talk and laugh, and they turn a blind eye and move forward indifferently.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the sun was scorching, burning the old woman's white face and red, her eyes blurred, swaying, and she could fall down at any time.

Boom, a shining gold ingot fell in front of the old woman, the old woman sobbed and rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was stupid and hungry, and she was hallucinating. Seeing that she picked up the gold ingots and carefully wiped them over and over again with her sackcloth, before she opened her mouth, her lips were cracked and splashed with blood, she didn't care as if she was unconscious.

When the gold ingots were put in his mouth and bitten, his dim eyes burst into light, his desperate face was filled with hope, and he suddenly became much more energetic.

"I'm hungry. Ignoring the swelling and deformation of the two corpses, Dao Mu squatted down and handed out a few packets of brown paper and a large water bladder, which also wrapped hot meals, "Eat, eat enough, so that they can go on their way." ”

The old woman was grateful to Dade, trembling, muttering in her mouth, incoherent, and was about to kowtow to thank her, but was stopped by Dao Mu, and then jumped on Ah Meng's back, needless to say, Ah Meng carried him slowly, thin head and fat head to observe the old woman, and then looked at the two unrecognizable dead corpses, frowned, but did not speak.

The three of them quickly disappeared into the horizon.

At this time, more than a dozen hooligans gathered in front of the old woman, snatched the old woman's big water bladder, and also ate all the food.

"The dead old woman shouldn't hurry up and take out the gold ingots!"

"You dead old woman, let's die with your husband and daughter-in-law!"

"You're dying, what do you want gold ingots to do!"

“......”

The old woman trembled, curled up into a ball, desperately protecting the gold ingots in her arms. Like a mother protecting her calves, forgetting the pain of her old body, and letting these villains bully and beat her, in the eyes of the old woman, the gold ingots contain all her hopes.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt that my body was wet and hot, with a strong fishy sweet smell.

Blood?!

"Mother!" The familiar voice made the old woman's body stop trembling, she raised her head slightly, her skin was blue and her face was swollen, her eyes were swollen into a slit, and she could vaguely see that it was her son who had disappeared for a while, he was carrying a long knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife was dripping with the blood of the villain, seeing that he was very sad, he knelt in front of the old woman, "Why did my father and Xi'er die?!"

Seeing her son in endless despair is like seeing a clear spring in the desert, "woo woo woo ......" the old woman struggled to stand up and threw herself into her son's arms, paralyzed like mud, beaten by the villains and never cried, but at this time she cried bitterly, "My son, ......"

"Mother, I'll take the gold ingots, safe. The son's soft voice soothed the old woman's broken heart, "Don't let the villains rob us of our last hope." ”

"Hmm......" The old woman responded, tremblingly handed the gold ingots in her arms to her son, and told her son to make good use of the gold ingots and bury the old father and daughter-in-law first.

After the son got the gold ingot, he looked up to the sky and laughed, like crazy, pushed the old woman away with both hands, raised his leg and kicked the old woman in the abdomen, the old woman flew back a few meters, and the son also spat on the two dead bodies on the ground.

"Phew!" the son's face was hideous, and his behavior attracted everyone to point fingers, "Am I really stupid......?

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Iniquity!"

“......”

The old woman fell into endless darkness, with no light around her, only despair, passers-by only watched, but would not give her assistance, she looked at the sky without a god, waiting for death.

Maybe it's okay to die like this, at least my son has gold ingots and can live well, my son is right, he is a burden, this is what we owe our son.

Well, in the muffled snort, a handful of blood splashed all over the old woman's face, this familiar and unfamiliar fishy sweet smell, swollen into a line of eyes, vaguely saw the son, the head fell to the ground, the body was still standing, and the gold ingots and the blood-dripping long knife were still held in their hands.

The little brother who gave her gold ingots and meals before came into view. "Are you alright? The voice was as gentle as it had been, like a spring breeze.

At this moment, the spring breeze was so harsh, it tore the last light of the old woman, the old woman's face was like earth, and her world finally collapsed completely.

"You killed my son!" the old woman howled, struggled hard, took out a pair of bloodstained scissors from her arms and penetrated them deep into Daomu's chest, "Die, die, die......" After stabbing Daomu a few times, her voice became quieter and quieter, and finally she lost her voice.

Call......

The scorching sun was like fire, losing the tenderness of winter, like a fireball shining hotly on the earth, as if it was about to radiate all its anger. The faces of the pedestrians were reddened, and the trees did not dare to sway in the slightest, and the earth was even more cracked.

The earth is like a steamer, so hot that people can't breathe. On the road, the oncoming wind rushed like a heat wave, rolling up dust, stinging the eyes of passers-by, and the dirt and blood were disgusting.

Dao Mu coughed up blood one after another, and staggered to his feet, his red agate-like eyes shining like the sun, as if they wanted to compete for glory together.

Pulled out the scissors inserted in his chest, and the blood flowed wildly, almost stabbing him in the heart, and he was killed.

He hobbled up to Ah Meng, grinning, white teeth and snow, "Ah Meng, you see, this is the human being I told you." ”

Moo, Ah Meng was full of blame, two tears in the corners of his eyes, and spit a big mouthful of spit on Daomu's wound.

Like a handful of salt water sprinkled on the wound, the pain wanted to tear Dao Mu apart, and the pain was overwhelming, and before he lost consciousness, he used all his strength to climb onto Ah Meng's back.

The fat head and the thin head silently followed aside, looking at the corpses in this place, and then looking at Dao Mu who had fainted, his face was quite complicated.

Pedestrians pointed and scolded these people for their innocent deaths, and even spat on their corpses.

From these people, they learned the astonishing fact that the old woman's son had died a long time ago, and that he had been killed by the old woman's husband and daughter-in-law, and that the family had eaten the flesh of the son to survive for a while.