On the way back, Li Jian heard a singing voice from the end of the village: "~~ Sister, you sit on the bow of the boat, brother and I go ashore, En'en ** fiber rope swings slowly~~"

The voice is immature, but between the words there is the pride of the tiger monkey on the mountain to call the king. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"These pups!" Li Jian burst into flames, pulled out his legs and ran home.

This slender man's love was sung by Li Jian when he was molesting the village chief's daughter-in-law. When they heard this song at that time, the onlookers felt that the lyrics were under the riba people, the tone was catchy, and they were shocked.

Later, Li Jian found out that he had farted and hit his heel.

This has to start with his sister Li Shui, in the past two years, Li Shui has gradually grown, and he is more handsome than the fairy in the village's New Year's painting. What is pretending to be dead, dueling, acting in double reeds, and racing muscles、、、 there are all kinds of tricks, desperately trying to win the attention of the Iraqi people on weekdays.

But every time they want to succeed, this Li Jian kills out of thin air like an old hen protecting the chickens, never asking about the indiscriminate, for those who are tricky, they will beat them first and then talk about them, and they will be vicious, flirting with their legs, digging out eggs, and forcing their lives.

Later, this group of cattle was frightened, and the frontal battle turned to guerrilla warfare, and as soon as Li Jian left slightly, they went to Li Shui to pay their respects.

Li Shui couldn't go out, and they didn't dare to enter the yard full of traps, so they all sang outside the fence, and the highest rate of singing was the song "The Love of the Slender Man" that swept the whole village through Li Jian's mouth.

Li Jian knew that his sister was mentally weak at night, her sleep was very shallow, and she could be woken up when there were cats and dogs fighting outside, not to mention that these bastards were crying wolves there.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and when he saw the figure, he took off his straw sandals and threw them over.

Because of the long years of doing this thing to smash people, practice makes perfect, this shoe was thrown very accurately, and it was pasted on the face of the person who was still addicted to his singing.

"Run, run, run, everyone, slut Lee is back"

One person in the crowd gave a warning, and in the blink of an eye, the person ran away like a mourner.

"Let me catch you and unload all of your offspring bags from the wine, grandma's seaweed fish skin!

Also, throw back the shoes of Lao Tzu. Li Jian scolded.

A child who had run far away immediately paused, wanted to run but did not dare to run, took two steps back with his legs swinging, and threw his shoes over with his arms.

Li Jian saw the thirteen or fourteen-year-old cub clearly by the moonlight, and smiled softly: "Tiedan, it turns out that you are also involved, and you forgot about the old locust tree last time." "The countrymen believe that the child's nickname is cheap and easy to feed, and the baby with the handle in this village basically has an egg name, cat eggs, dog eggs, iron eggs, preserved eggs, everything, and there is a one called eggs.

Tie Dan heard Li Jian talk about the big locust tree, as if he remembered some nightmare, his body trembled, and he subconsciously clamped his legs, sat on the ground and cried.

Last time, Tie Dan peeked at Li Shui who was napping from the window, and was put on the branch of the old locust tree by Li Jian, and he took off his pants and played the ****** for a long time, until he played the bird into a big-headed goose. Since then, Tie Dan has seen Li Jian walking with his legs between his legs.

"Brother~"

Just as Li Jian was about to carry out another brutal and inhumane physical persecution of Tie Dan, his sister's voice came from behind.

Li Shui's voice was a little weak, which made Li Jian's heart tighten.

He could only threaten the iron egg: "When you go back tonight, think about whether the coffin will be flipped or sliding, and when I have time, I will bury you in one step." ”

When I returned to the house, I saw Li Shuirou sitting on the bed weakly, looking tired and pitiful.

When Li Jian was ten years old, his "grandfather" died drunk in the mass grave behind the village. Before he died, the old man who was usually a fool revealed a shocking secret to Li Jian: Li Jian did not cross over, but this sloppy magic stick specially summoned from the 21st century with spells. He also told him that if he wanted to go back, there was only one way, to become a generation of sword immortals, open the gate of heaven with a sword, and crush the void.

"So where can I go to learn?"

"Towering, Kunlun. ”

After saying this, the old man who once boasted that he had a sword frost and cold fourteen states and a double cultivation of magic and sword stretched out his legs, and then hiccuped.

Li Jian has been thinking about going to Kunlun since the old man's death, but he has never succeeded, because this sister who depends on each other is too weak, a little tired and sweaty, how can she withstand the eight hundred miles of wind, frost, rain and snow to Kunlun?

When the old man was not dead, he would use extremely complicated Chinese medicine to hang Li Shui every day, the most serious one, Li Shui had no breath and pulse at all, he cut Li Jian's pulse, and fed Li Shui half a bowl of warm blood to let her gradually wake up.

After the old man died, Li Jian understood why he was chosen by the old man, it turned out that only his own blood could save Li Shui's life.

At first, Li Jian had hatred in his heart, hating this grandson for bringing him from the original world just to be a ** medicine.

It wasn't until a later encounter that Li Jian changed his mind.

That day, Li Jian went up the mountain to collect medicine, and met a blind bear of more than 400 catties, who was carried back to the village by the villagers passing by after both were defeated.

When Li Shui saw his brother covered in blood, he cried for a day and a night, and fainted several times a day.

In the blur, Li Jian found that the hatred he didn't have much in his heart disappeared in an instant at that moment.

In his previous life, Li Jian was a businessman, and his life was extremely luxurious, with beauties by his side all day long, and he was full of expensive wine. However, he has a flaw that cannot be repaired: he has seen the prosperity of time but cannot find a person who treats him sincerely.

Since the death of his father and mother, Li Jian has wrapped his heart more and more tightly, and his words and deeds are perfunctory.

He has always warned himself: "You can move anything, but you can't move true feelings."

If the heart does not move, it will not hurt, and the love will not live!".

But his heart, which he thought he had cultivated as solid as a rock, fell apart in the revelation of his sister in another world.

Since then, Li Jian has guarded Li Shui as the most important thing in the world, seeing her smile in daily life, he feels extremely satisfied in life, he just wants his sister to live happily, day after day, the mind of going to Kunlun to learn swords is light.

"Cold?" Li Jian asked worriedly.

It's summer now, but Li Shui is wrapped in a fox fur, white as snow, not stained with dust.

Listening to the old man, Li Shui was born cold, and she didn't live to be ten years old, and her ability to cross the threshold of life and death was actually the credit of Li Jian's essence and blood.

But even so, once Li Shui's cold air surges, even if it is dog days, her body will be colder than Xuan Bing.

Li Shui looked at his brother and nodded weakly.

Gradually, a thin layer of frost formed on her eyelashes.

Li Jian didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly bit his finger and dripped blood into her mouth.

The cold on Li Shui's body was relieved, and he slowly fell asleep holding Li Jian, with a hint of tanuki-like satisfaction at the corners of his mouth, and his expression was pure, like a clear girl who fell into the dust in the glass world.

Grandpa once said that as long as Li Shui lived past the age of seventeen, he would be able to keep her lucky.

At first, Li Jian didn't understand the meaning of this.

Later, the old man who liked to hum the fairy song when he had nothing to do died, and after his death, he asked Li Jian to hang his body on the old locust tree to dry it and then bury it, not to put it in the coffin or to erect a monument, and to bury it on the hill he designated behind the village.

Later, Li Jian read the feng shui burial books left by the old man and realized that this old man chose the most vicious death hole, and he wanted to let himself go to the eighteenth layer of hell.

However, this burial site is fierce, but living to death can bless future generations. It turned out that he wanted to exchange his never-ending life for the glory of his granddaughter's life.