"How about it, when Li Shuhong wakes up, you stupid master, just ask him yourself." Lin Jichen complained coldly, "If you don't resist again, you and your good apprentice will die here today." ”

An Zhixiu suddenly realized, "Yes, maybe the immortals also have their own difficulties." And it wasn't necessarily him at the beginning, maybe it was just the thief pretending! ”

Lin Jichen: "......"

Sure enough, the master who was selected with him at the beginning was right.

Strong strength and deep background.

The brain is not very good.

The sound of breaking wind hit the back of her head, An Zhixiu instantly turned around and blocked the black and red blood mist big gun with her scabbard, and the wall of the mountain outside the mountain behind her and the gate were all shattered, and the blue bricks on the ground were also shattered inch by inch.

"I can't die here, Sect Master of the Lishen Sect, let me see what means you have!"

............

"Huh?!"

In the restaurant in the town, Li Shuhong suddenly shuddered.

"I always feel like something bad has happened......

Having said that, Li Shuhong didn't feel that there was anything wrong after thinking about it.

It is true that there are many people in the rivers and lakes who want to kill him, but with the group of black chiefs outside, it must not be a big problem.

It's better to say that those black long straights are the problem itself.

But now it feels like they're not going to fight—at least they should be fine until he comes out with the script.

Tsk, maybe it's just an illusion, scare yourself.

It's like knowing that the teacher is going to check your homework the next day, but you still haven't done your homework when you go to bed the night before.

At this time, in my dreams, I will dream of being punished by the teacher and being ridiculed by my classmates the next day.

That's probably how it feels.

Retracting his thoughts, Li Shuhong continued to sip tea while listening to the story told by the storyteller on the middle stage.

To put it bluntly, he wants to use this method to preliminarily understand what the situation of this mock script is.

Is it the real world or the virtual world?

Is it the present or the past?

How long ago did it pass?

He wanted to know all of this.

I only heard the thin and bearded old man wake up and startled, and then his voice was loud.

"These Ten Directions Demon Dao Optimus Prime, Lingshan Buddha Seat Nine Lotus Terrace, Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion Eight Divine Sword, Taiqing Seven Paths Pass Nantian! Six golden knives break into the world, five tigers break the door of the rivers and lakes, the Quartet orders the flag of the rivers and lakes, and the three sacred Na He Tian! ”

After a pause, the people who were waiting for the tea to be quiet down, he said again.

"And this last one, the Heavenly Immortal of the Ages!"

"Good!"

Li Shuhong also heard this storyteller tell the story yesterday, so he knew that this was the final poem he had set up.

In this limerick poem, it is actually about several major forces in the world and a few legendary peerless masters who are famous in the world now and in the past.

The Ten Directions Demon Dao refers to the bulk demon gate.

Lingshan is naturally Lingshan Temple, nine refers to the first of the nine, and the lotus platform is the founder of Buddhism.

Needless to say, the Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion and Taiqing.

The golden knife clearly refers to the golden knife gate.

The Five Tigers Broken Door is not the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife, but the Five Great Families.

The Quartet Banner is one of the four major dart games in the world.

There is no need to say much about the three statues - the leaders of the three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Sacred refers to the sword god Juggernauts.

Finally, I brought out this ...... alone

Whew, it's him Li Shuhong Benhong~~

Thinking like this, Li Shuhong was speechless.

So it means that he may wear the script in the future to earlier?

He was thinking, but the storyteller continued.

"Why is it that young people are strategizing step by step, but the old man is killing people without saying a word?

"The main thing is that young people are not strong, they can only rely on calculations, and they must be cautious in their actions. And the old-timers can let go of everything, and the young people don't have the strength to do so.

"What we're going to talk about this time is the story of Long Tianfeng, who was known as the purple-clothed Tianjiao little spear god back then......"

Li Shuhong in the back didn't listen carefully, but the style of this storyteller is quite like that of the old man Shan Tianfang.

It's a pity that Li Shuhong didn't come to hear the story.

The old man never stopped until he was talking about the time, and then said, "Let's listen to the next decomposition," and under the resentment of everyone against him, he packed up the wooden folding fan and other things and prepared to leave.

Li Shuhong didn't move, just slowly drank the pot of Biluochun that had been renewed for an unknown number of times, chewing peanuts and edamame in his mouth.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, he Shi Shiran got up and left a few copper plates.

Coming to a hole in the bridge under the stone bridge of a small river that crosses the town, he lit a bonfire and waited quietly.

It's not that he doesn't want to live in the hotel, the main thing is that he doesn't have money, and even the copper plate on his body is from the innkeeper.

No problem, who let him stand outside the inn last night, but after a while, he was driven away by the dislike of the shopkeeper.

Although his green shirt is not a precious thing, at least it is clean and tidy, I didn't expect the shopkeeper to be so unreasonable.

It's no wonder that he was a gentleman on the beam once.

But he also got to know a few little beggars hiding here.

But the little beggars weren't there tonight.

He waited slowly, and waited until the sun set in the west and the moon was on the tip.

By the time, the streets, which were not very busy during the day, had long since become silent, and only the sound of the river flowing and the crackling of burning damp wood on Li Shuhong's side was there.

After a while, light footsteps sounded.

"Brother Passerby!"

Li Shuhong turned around helplessly, "I said don't call me Brother Ke, why do you still call me that?" ”

Crowded into the hole were three little beggars, a boy who looked to be eleven or twelve years old, a boy who was seven or eight years old, and a girl who was only six or seven years old.

These were the three little beggars Li Shuhong met in the shadowy corner after he was driven away by the innkeeper last night.

At that time, the eldest child pointed to Li Shuhong and said to the two children, "When you grow up in the future, you have to get ahead, don't be like him, you are all adults, and you can't afford to live in a hotel."

At that time, Li Shuhong was speechless, but the little girl felt that Li Shuhong was pitiful, so she brought him to their "home".

Well, just below the bridge.

The eldest little beggar smiled and sat next to Li Shuhong, "Who told the discouraged brother that you don't tell us your name, just say what you are 'just a passerby'." ”

"Whatever you want." Li Shuhong handed him the grilled fish, "Eat something first." ”

The boy was not polite, he took it with a smile, and then he took the bamboo stick between his handless right arm, and carefully picked out the fish bones with his left hand, and then gave two of the big ones to the other two children, and then watched them rush to eat but were burned to the mouth, and only laughed and ate his own fish when he tried to blow hard.

The dirty little girl blew on it, and then suddenly thought of something and handed the fish to Li Shuhong, "Ah...... Ah......h

Seeing this, another little boy also handed the fish that had been gnawed several bites to Li Shuhong, "Brother Passerby, eat fish." ”

Li Shuhong patted the dumb little girl's dirty hair, and said softly: "You eat, my brother has eaten, and now he is not hungry." ”

"Ah...... Well. Then the little girl began to nibble on the fish again.

He patted the little boy on the shoulder again, and looked at the reluctance in his eyes and the three fingers holding the skewer...... also smiled gently, "You eat, only when you are full will you have the strength to help your eldest brother protect your sister." ”

"Hmm!"

After pacifying the two people, Li Shuhong looked at the eldest little beggar, "You too, let's talk about what you have to eat in advance." ”

The beggar didn't concentrate on eating fish like two friends who depended on each other, but after taking a bite, he said to Li Shuhong: "Brother Passerby, the old storyteller has left Yuepeng Inn, and we have been staying with him from a distance, and then we saw him go out from the West Gate, and we didn't continue to follow you." ”

"Well, well done."

Li Shuhong took out one hundred taels of silver tickets and ten taels of broken silver from the shopkeeper from his arms, and stuffed them into the arms of this beggar.

The little beggar hurriedly refused, "Brother Passerby! I can't ask for it! Although I am just a beggar, I also know the truth that there is no merit, and we will be the eyes and ears of the storyteller for you, and you will be able to feed us and beat away those bad beggars for us, and we can't ask for this silver! ”

"When we were chatting last night, you said that you want to get ahead and lead the two of them to live a good life, how can you do it without money."

Li Shuhong patted him on the shoulder, then got up and waved his hand to leave, "Take it, you don't have to steal in the future, be careful of being caught and cut off your other hand." Don't let your brother's other fingers get frozen off from the winter. You are very talented, and I believe you can do what you say. ”

The beggar did not hinder him, nor did he ask for an apprenticeship.

It's just that he suddenly pulled his younger brothers and sisters to kneel down towards Li Shuhong's distant back, and shouted as hard as he could, "Brother Passerby! My name is Bai Baibao! Can you tell me the first name! I'll repay you when I get ahead! ”

"I'm just a passer-by in the rivers and lakes, if there is a fate, the rivers and lakes will meet from afar."

Li Shuhong waved his hand with his back to them, but he didn't stop.

The two little children were too weak to withstand his sword qi seeds, so he only used the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to slightly help the two of them remove a lot of dark injuries and diseases left in their bodies.

Bai Baibao is a good material, but unfortunately he has no skills to guide him, and although this kid is not bad, he is far from the pride of the sky like Su Yuebai, Zhaoyang, and the little girl, and he can only leave half of the sword qi seed in his body.

If he encounters danger, he can save his life, and if he cultivates, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

That's all he can do.

But the daytime treasure ...... It seems to be a little impressive, as if I've heard of it somewhere.

But where?

Li Shuhong shook his head and walked away.

Looking at Li Shuhong's back gradually disappearing into the night, Bai Baibao knocked his head a few times.

He swore in his heart that he would come out and see him again!

Certain!

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