The old man strode into the inn, and the young man followed him into the inn with a corpse on his back, which immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of many people.

"Xiao Er, Xiao Er, where are you dead, come out quickly for Uncle Ben!" someone roared.

"Eh, here, here, what do you command, guest officer? The lean little two ran to the roaring voice.

"Look at it, the inn is here, and you don't care if the little flower child from the secular world comes?"

"This ......"

Xiao Er was immediately embarrassed, but when he saw the fierce look in the man's glaring eyes and the cultivation of the sect master, Xiao Er could only step forward.

It's just that before Xiao Er could speak, he was stopped by the old man and said: "Little brother, the old man still advises you not to wade into this troubled water, some people have some self-cultivation, and they feel that they are invincible in the world, and they don't take everyone in their eyes. ”

Syllable!

Before Xiao Er could speak, the roaring man slammed the table, directly shaking the table into sawdust, and Xiao Er stared at him in distress, but he didn't say a word after all.

"Old thing, what kind of thing are you, dare to point fingers at Lao Tzu here, don't you want to live anymore?"

"Hehe, the old man has seen people who are thousands of times more arrogant than you, and in the end they all died because of their arrogance, the old man finally advised you once, if you want to live, just keep your mouth shut obediently, don't dislike the smell of others, do you know that you have offended people now, do you know?" the old man shook his head and sighed.

After speaking, he didn't say anything more, found a place to sit down, beckoned to Xiao Er again, and signaled Xiao Er that he had ordered food.

"Old thing, you ......"

The man was just about to step forward, as if he wanted to teach the old man a lesson, but he saw that the old man pressed his hand very calmly and said, "Eh, I said that you are not sick, you are not so angry because of him, what are you looking for me to do as a bad old man." ”

"If you want to teach me a bad old man, it's okay, now clean up the two of them, after all, so many people can't stand the smell of that guy, you say yes. ”

Then, he ordered Xiao Er to cook a few more dishes, and the man gritted his teeth for a while.

It's just that he didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from the old man, which means that the bad old man in front of him should be a mortal, and he is a monk in front of the public, and it is completely humiliating to deal with a mortal old man, so that others can see the joke.

On the contrary, it was the person on the young man's back, although he was unconscious, he couldn't sense the other party's cultivation, but judging from the blood stains on the other party's body and the broken clothes, he should also be a monk.

And, as the old man said, it was all because of the man who had passed out, and the smell of blood emanating from his body, that he should have troubled the man who had passed out first, rather than arguing with a mortal old man.

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly, and directly opened the shopkeeper who was in a daze on the side, the shopkeeper was unstable and fell directly to the ground, he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he could only retreat to the corner and quietly watch everything in the field.

The man walked up to the boy and looked at the boy twice, he had sensed before that the boy was also an ordinary mortal, and even his physique was very weak, and only the person he was carrying behind him was a monk, but he had just passed out.

"Boy, Lao Tzu doesn't want to embarrass you, how about you throw the person on your back out, and Lao Tzu will let you in for dinner?"

"Why, do you have a grudge against him?" the young man looked at the man with a frown.

Because in his opinion, the person who passed out on his back had nothing to do with the person in front of him, why did the person in front of him come to find trouble.

It's good that the young man didn't say this, but when he said it, the person in front of him suddenly became angry.

It seems strange to the young man, but in this person's opinion, the young man's words are completely underestimating and even looking down on him, which makes him how can he bear this breath.

"Lao Tzu said again in the end, throw him out of the inn, Lao Tzu can act as if he didn't see anything, otherwise Lao Tzu doesn't care if you are a mortal or not, and blasts him out with you. The man said viciously.

"No, I'll never throw him out!" said the young man, firmly.

Although he didn't know why, it was impossible for him to throw the man on his back out of the inn, and although he was afraid of the man's threat, he couldn't force him to throw the man on his back out.

"Little rabbit, you are looking for death!" the man was furious.

Under the cold eyes of everyone, this person raised his hand and threw a punch directly into the young man's chest, while the old man drank the tea on the table with an indifferent face.

Feeling the aura of the sect leader like heavenly might, the young man felt that his whole body was like being smashed by an iron hammer, and he was about to faint in an instant, and before the iron fist arrived, he was about to be crushed to the ground by the momentum.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the young man's head, very indifferent but very convincing, without a trace of doubt.

"Punch!"

The young man's heart shook violently, but in such an urgent situation, he didn't care about surprise and exploring the source of the sound, and according to the instructions of the voice, he threw a punch hard, only then did he realize that his body could move.

Click~

There was a sound of broken bones, and everyone in the inn widened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

They originally thought that the young man would die under that punch, but they didn't expect that at the critical moment, the young man would directly punch him, obviously plain, and the moment he confronted the main monk, the man's arm was directly shattered.

What was even more surprising was that the arm of the monk did not explode, but fell directly down like a boneless arm, and the whole person flew directly out dozens of meters away under the simple punch of the young man, smashing the tables, chairs and even stairs in the inn into sawdust.

Hiss~

The sound of inhalation sounded in the inn, and everyone was stunned, as for the shopkeeper who was opened, there was a buzz in his head.

He was shocked not that the boy had defeated the monk of the sect, but that the inn had been destroyed into a mess at this moment, and if he waited for the shopkeeper to come back, he would not have been skinned.

He had the heart to reason with the boy, but after seeing the monk who had passed out, he decisively gave up the idea in his heart.

At this time, the young man looked at his fist with an incredible face, and to be honest, he was the most shocked.

This is definitely not his strength, he even struggles to carry the corpse, how can it be......

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the boy was just about to put down the corpse behind him, only to find that there was no one behind him, and his body also felt a sense of relief.

The young man looked around, only to find that he had been carrying the 'corpse' for nearly ten days, and at this moment he was sitting at a table opposite the old man, drinking tea lightly.

As for the people in the inn, none of them found out when the 'body' fell from the back of the young man, nor did they know when he sat down, and none of them looked at everything in the field like an outsider.

The young man was very smart, and he reacted immediately, hurriedly ran to the old man and the 'corpse', sat down and squeezed the old man aside, and did not look at the old man's staring look, and stared at the 'corpse' with big eyes curiously.

"Did you save me just now?" the boy asked directly.

The 'corpse' did not immediately reply to his words, but took a sip of tea, stared at the young man with a pair of black eyes under his loose hair, shook his head lightly, and said: "It's not that I saved you, but you saved yourself, or if you don't have me, you will be safe." ”

As he spoke, the 'corpse' glanced at the old man sitting on the side, but saw that the old man frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Look at what I'm doing, it's really ......."

The words of the 'corpse', the young man frowned as if he didn't understand, and with his mind, he could naturally hear the words of the 'corpse'.

If you really want to talk about it, it seems that the 'corpse' saved him, but in fact, as the 'corpse' said, it was the boy himself who saved himself.

When he was on the prairie, if he hadn't saved the 'corpse' and carried the 'corpse' all the way, where would he have stunned the monk with one punch now.

He knew that these were all 'corpses' secretly helping him, but if he didn't save the 'corpse', how could the 'corpse' help him?

As the 'corpse' said, it was not he who really saved the boy, but the boy himself who saved himself.

It's just that for the last sentence, the teenager didn't understand it.

If there is no 'corpse' to help him secretly today, and to face an angry monk is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, it is simply beyond his strength, and in the end it will definitely end up a tragic death.

But looking at the appearance of the 'corpse', there is no meaning to joke with him at all, and the most true words revealed in the plain words.

The young man glanced at the old man beside him again, but provoked the old man's angry scolding: "Stinky boy, what do you think I'm doing, you squeezed me into a corner and haven't settled accounts with you!"

The young man shook his head in his heart, and immediately vetoed his unreliable grandfather.

Except for some medical skills, he didn't have the power to cultivate at all, let alone deal with a sect monk, which was completely impossible.

And just when the boy lost his mind, the 'corpse' that had been indifferent suddenly spoke, which shocked the young man and the old man on the side.

"Do you want to cultivate?"

Buzzing~

A simple sentence immediately made the boy stunned, looking at the 'corpse' completely.

As for the old man on the side, his eyes were staring at the 'corpse', and his breathing became rapid, and he didn't even know that the teacup he was holding in his hand had already been crushed into pieces by him, and the tea was splashed on the table at once.

But all this, whether it was the old man or the young man, or everyone in the inn, did not pay attention, because all eyes were focused on the 'corpse'.