The dark and dreary night rain, like a monk ringing the bell in an old temple, knocks on the turbid earth.

The splash on the ground is like a transparent umbrella placed upside down.

The sun is setting, the afterglow remains, Taixi City is about to curfew, and it is almost black and black.

At the city gate, several guards looked at the pedestrians on the way in and out boredly, and they all glanced at it, and then let them go.

In this rainy night, even they were not in a good mood, and they only thought about ending the day's duty hastily.

Shut down the door, go home and hug your wife, or drink some wine at which Chunhua Restaurant, a dash.

On the side of the official road outside the city, Shen Xiu had already expected this kind of scene.

Now his image has been greatly changed, his hair is short, his face is dark, and when he walks to the corner of the uninhabited wall, he picks up a burden and puts on a hat, and he is a proper seller.

Then take advantage of the night rain in the darkness and move forward with crooked steps.

A guard at the door raised his eyes to look at the strange thief weather, scolded secretly, glanced at Shen Xiu who was walking in the rain, and waved his hand to let him hurry over.

Entering the city, a sign standing next to the city gate attracted Shen Xiu's attention.

The faces of the Red Fire Bandit Leader last time had long since disappeared, and what remained were a few unfamiliar looking faces, and at the end of these faces, Shen Xiu saw some familiar faces.

These notices, after the ruthless destruction of wind and rain, have become tattered, but the yellowed lines on the notices can still see a little bit of his appearance.

Shen Xiu sneered, put on his hat, picked up the burden, and entered an alley, and then came out to Changqing Street.

The top combat power of Taixi City is not high, and the only two Hanging Sword Divisions with top-notch combat power have also left, if they have the heart to sneak in, it is really not too difficult.

"Grandpa, you said that the person who carried the burden just now didn't look like that bloody man Tu Shen Xiu."

In a rice shop more than ten meters away from the billboard, an eight or nine-year-old boy had his eyes wide open, looking at the alley where Shen Xiu had left without blinking.

Then he said to the old man sitting in a rocking chair under the eaves, smoking a pipe.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the continuous heavy rain, with a trace of worry in his eyes, and at this moment he heard his grandson's words, and knocked on his pipe.

"This is the fifth time you've said today, have you finished your homework at the private school, and have you finished memorizing the texts taught by the teacher? Let you wander out here again. ”

"No ......" Hearing this, the boy immediately snorted like a frosted eggplant.

"And even if he saw it, that bloody hand slaughter pretended not to see it."

"Why?"

"Those adults in the city government, what do you say that the demon is doing evil, camping people's lives, and mutilating both sides of the Lishui River, and what are you saying that Shen Xiu of the Jinhong Martial Arts Pavilion is complicit with that big demon.

In the past few months, it has rained five or six times like this, and the banks of the river outside the city in the lower reaches of Yeosu have burst twice.

Is that demon good or not, can we not know? ”

The old man sitting under the eaves shook his head and smiled rather self-deprecatingly.

In the past, he also leaned on the rocking chair like this, and his father told those distant stories, and said that there was a dragon king in this Lishui River, bless the safety of Taixi City.

Young and frivolous, where can he believe these stories.

So I teamed up with a group of friends and ran to the Lishui River every day to pee in the wind.

Until late one night, he walked the river again, and when he unbuckled his trousers, a voice suddenly appeared in the river, and then he was quietly warned not to pee.

At that moment, he was frightened by the peeing thing, and the dead ran home in a panic, only to realize that the rumors in those jokes were sometimes not legends.

In the following decades, as his father said, there were two major droughts and one flood in Heyang County, and Taixi City avoided it, and the wind and rain were unspeakably smooth.

However, everything changed from the time the adults of the Hanging Sword Division said that they had slaughtered a demon in the Yeosu River.

What do you say about the big demon who does evil, and what do you say about the bloody hand people who are complicit in slaughtering Shen Xiu.

That demon is not evil, can they not know?

The old man took a puff of cigarette and glanced at the nameless offering sign on the high platform of the room.

People, although they can't say it with their mouths, they actually have a scale in their hearts.

After approaching the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion, Shen Xiu threw the burden in his hand in a corner where no one was around, and easily crossed the high wall of the martial arts hall under his feet.

After a few tosses, Shen Xiu soon came to the small courtyard where he lived before.

Then as soon as Shen Xiu landed on the ground, and then approached the house, the candle flame in the house suddenly lit up.

His body tensed, and from inside came the gentle voice of Duan Jiaoxi.

"It's Shen Xiu, then come in."

Shen Xiu pushed the door and entered, and found that Duan Jiaoxi was wearing a robe, and his wrist was flicking the candle flame on the desk.

"Duan Jiaoxi!"

Shen Xiu hugged his fists.

Although it was before, after his cultivation was promoted to the realm of bone cutting, Duan Jiaoxi was afraid of being smiling and generous, so he broke off his previous intention of accepting apprentices.

But Shen Xiu still respects this person more than Duan Jiaoxi, not because of strength, but because of character.

"After you left, the people from the Hanging Sword Division came, and I was afraid that other people would move, so I moved over, and I think you should come back."

Seeing Shen Xiu, who hadn't seen him for several months, his skin had become tough, and his temperament was solid, Duan Hongfei explained with a smile.

Then he turned around and took out a package from above the cabinet at the foot of the house.

"It's all in there."

"Thank you Duan."

"Thank you for not needing, what are your plans for the future?"

"Take a trip to Shanglin City."

"It seems that the rumors are true, you have a friendship with that big demon white python." Duan Hongfei smiled when he heard this, and his eyes were full of appreciation. "What are you cultivating now?"

"Not long ago, I stepped into the realm of returning to Tibet."

When Duan Hongfei heard this, his eyes were almost bright.

It has only been two years since he passed on martial arts, and in two years, he has never known anything about it, and he can cultivate martial arts in the four realms for the Tibetan realm.

What a gift.

You must know that even if it is a realm, polishing it for a few years, it is an extremely common thing.

Just to say that he has been in the realm of bone cutting for five or six years, but he has not been able to break through that bottleneck for a long time.

Compared with Shen Xiu's entry, it was simply indescribable, he overestimated Shen Xiu every time, but every time it was beyond his expectations.

It's as if there is no bottleneck in all his arrivals.

"Actually, before this happened, you had to go to Shanglin City anyway, do you know where the Dragon Descending and Tiger Suppression Gong of our Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion came from?"

"The Yuanyang Gang in Shanglin Mansion City?"

Shen Xiu had heard of this rumor, and after a little thought, he replied.

Duan Jiaoxi nodded, "Yes, the Dragon Suppression and Tiger Suppression Gong is indeed from the Yuanyang Gang in Shanglin City, it should be said that it comes from the Yuanyang Gang's previous gang leader's peerless Prison Town Dragon Elephant Jin." ”