The sky is dark, the morning fog is filled, and it is the time of the cold spring.

Townspeople are not accustomed to waking up early, because only a few people have land to plant, and the true way of life is to live at sunrise.

"What's the matter? Can't you sleep more in the morning?" Ye Xiaochuan, a native, naturally didn't have the habit of getting up early, so he stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with a tiger's back and a meaty face.

This guy is his protector.

As for what it was for, the one-eyed lame man didn't explain it carefully, or it was too late to explain. Because he had just finished saying that the middle-aged man was his protector, he was struck by a blue-purple lightning bolt about the size of a bucket that fell from the sky.

Then, the breeze blew, and the one-eyed crippled man who was as stupid as a clay sculpture turned into a sky of ashes and dissipated with the wind.

Although this thunderbolt caught Ye Xiaochuan a little off guard, he quickly calmed down and accepted it calmly.

Demon, just listen to the name and know that you are going to be destroyed by heaven and earth, isn't it common to be struck by lightning a few times once in a while?

However, Ye Xiaochuan craned his neck and waited stupidly for nearly an hour, but he never saw the one-eyed lame man recondense and form. But he felt that it might be a test of his patience. Therefore, I didn't ask too much, and honestly waited in place.

The protector next to him was like a deaf and dumb person, but he stood silently without squinting. At first, he stood with him. Later, he squatted down. Later, he simply sat on the ground.

"What are you waiting for?" After another three hours, the protector finally spoke, and his voice sounded bold and generous, but it also matched his rugged appearance.

Ye Xiaochuan was a little inexplicable, and said in surprise: "Wait for him to appear!"

"Waiting for whom?"

"Why? Don't you know that one-eyed cripple?"

The middle-aged man stared at him with stupid eyes, half paid, and then shook his head and sighed: "Damn, luck is really bad!"

He ...... Dead?" Ye Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively.

"How else, can you not die if you are struck by such a thick bolt of light?" said the man, gesturing exaggeratedly.

"But isn't he the big devil, he died so easily?" Ye Xiaochuan was still a little difficult to accept, this gap was too big.

The man glanced at him angrily and chuckled, "Forget it, you will understand later." Alas, I thought you had learned something from it!

Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to ask what to do next. The man rubbed his bearded chin in thought, and after a while, his expression was serious, and he said seriously, "I don't know." ”

If it weren't for Ye Xiaochuan who felt that the magic scripture in his mind was fake and mysterious, he would have wanted to pick up a brick and measure how wide the man's head was.

"Don't worry, I'm a protector and not a prophet, so I can only give you some advice with my vague perception. Presently...... My instincts tell me that your chance hasn't happened yet, and that we'll need to stay here for a while. ”

The man crossed his arms and looked into the distance, his face was serious, and after a pause, his expression became more and more solemn, and said, "However, there is an urgent problem that needs to be solved right now......

Ye Xiaochuan was a little excited, thinking that he could finally try his hand at it.

At this moment, the man stretched out his hand to greet him, and motioned for the eager young man to lean over. After that, Ye Xiaochuan heard a long, deafening "cooing" sound, and the whole person was directly stunned.

The middle-aged man in a black suit looked a little shy at the moment, coughed dryly, and said, "This ...... If I don't have enough food and strength, my strength will be greatly reduced......"

After that, the two temporarily settled down in the Ye family's old mansion, the dilapidated thatched hut.

In the past few days, Ye Xiaochuan has always stayed in the house to comprehend the Demon Sutra, and it was his protector who went out to bring him food back. He felt that this might be the true use of the Protector.

But this morning, the middle-aged man mysteriously dragged him out of his dream.

"You've got your chance!"

"Ah?" Ye Xiaochuan's head quickly sobered up, although he didn't seem to have to take revenge now, but according to the description in the Demon Sutra, once he cultivated to Mahayana, he could even resurrect the deceased, so he was bound to embark on this road of no return.

"What chance?"

"I don't know. Hey~Hey, if you have something to say, let's put on our shoes first! Won't you know what it is when I go out for a spin? I've just sensed it. The middle-aged man slapped his chest with a "bang", and a strong guarantee made Ye Xiaochuan put down the cloth shoes that were raised high.

After about a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man went and returned.

"Stop!"

Ye Xiaochuan took the lead and asked, "It's been a few days, I don't know what your name is!"

"I don't know. Don't be impulsive!, well, actually...... I don't know myself. ”

Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan's face was becoming more and more gloomy, the middle-aged man hurriedly added, "I can't think of anything other than knowing that I have to take care of you and act according to your will." It is...... The memories that preceded the encounter with you are sealed. All I know is that it's a deal, and I'm more confused than you!"

The innocent look on the middle-aged man's face didn't look like he was pretending, and the reasonable Ye Xiaochuan stopped biting and asked, "Tell me, what kind of chance." ”

"It should be a practice. And he must have reached the Yellow Order, otherwise he would not have alarmed the forces outside the Great Xia Kingdom. ”

"If you have the exercises, is there a suitable candidate?" Ye Xiaochuan's heart beat unconsciously faster, and he would have to rely on "cannibalism" to strengthen his body in the future.

Now, when I think back to the various moral shackles I wore before, I can't help but feel a sense of absurdity that makes people worse. The world is impermanent, and that's it.

The man's expression was slightly cold, and when he had murderous intent, his face would be reflected to some extent.

"There are a lot of people this time, and there are many mixed forces, and there are many suitable candidates. When the time comes, let's see the mood!"

Ye Xiaochuan likes to listen to these words, which is in line with the flying and domineering nature of young people like him. Young and frivolous, vigorous, only do you feel comfortable when you do what you want.

But this guy in front of him doesn't seem to want to be likable.

I saw him add another sentence in the back with a tangled expression, "If they are in a bad mood, we can secretly provoke, you must know, only by muddying the water can we take advantage of the chaos to fish, otherwise...... The chances are slim!"

"Didn't you say that the Dao Protector is specifically responsible for protecting people? You are so weak, how can you protect me?" Ye Xiaochuan asked holding back the anger in his heart.

"My strength is naturally not too strong, otherwise how can there be any effect of training?" the middle-aged man said as a matter of course, "My main role is to lead the way for you, occasionally give you some pointers, and you have to do the rest yourself!"

Ye Xiaochuan patted his forehead lightly, and took a few deep and quick breaths, until his head was a little dizzy, and then he bared his teeth and said, "Then I ask you to directly explain it to me at one time in the future, but, yes, okay?"