Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

Li Yuemei was born in a remote town in Qingzhou in the Tang Dynasty, his family is a businessman but not a big family, he has not paid attention to appearance since he was a child, he is not trim, he is not good at calligraphy and painting, he does not learn and has no skills, so he has to eat and drink.

Her gluttony is vividly reflected in the way that she came to Shengjing with her master, and the scenery that can make her forget the sugar gourd in her hand is naturally not an ordinary beauty.

In front of me, the clouds flew through the sky, and the light flickered and dimmed, reflecting a picture scroll like a paradise.

The grass was green as if it were dripping green liquid, and the horses that walked on it had bright manes, and their limbs were thicker than those she had ever seen, and they held their heads high like victorious generals.

Behind the horses there are several log houses, all of which are made of logs of the same thickness, and their surfaces are smooth and bright, like jade pillars, giving people the feeling that this is not a log house but a palace.

The breeze caressed the pond not far from the log cabin, and the occasional fish jumped out of the water, showed their posture in mid-air, and then fell into the water to make a small splash.

Outside the pond there is a small stream that runs through the pond and a waterfall, which sits between the cliffs not far behind the log houses.

Li Yuemei has never seen such a beautiful scenery, but no matter how beautiful it is, what can it be? In her eyes, food is the most beautiful scenery.

After standing for a moment, she immediately bent down and picked up a few rock sugar gourds, revealing a distressed look. pouted and blew the ash on the sugar gourd, and couldn't bear to give it up.

It seems to sense that someone is here. The wooden door of the log house was pushed open, and out came two men, one old and one young, dressed as scholars.

The young man dressed as a scholar cried out: "Master!"

Then he hurriedly came to Li Yuemei's master, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a series of words.

"Master, I miss you to death, do you know how much I miss you. Heaven and earth can be proven, the sun and the moon are for example, I wash my face with tears every day, waiting for your return, you are finally back, the fish in our pond will be much happier, because neither I nor the master have fed fish food. Shi Niang............"

Illogical words combined with swift words are gibberish.

The young scholar continued to speak, but he didn't want the teacher's two onion fingers to press his lips, which were not thin or thick, he closed his mouth, but his face was full of sincerity, and his eyes were full of tears.

The middle-aged scholar walked over and took the woman's hand without speaking. Walk towards the cabin.

Seeing that the master and the master ignored him, the young scholar locked his eyes on Li Yuemei's body.

Li Yuemei had already cleaned the sugar gourd at this time, and when she was about to take a bite, the young scholar cried with joy and said with a crying voice: "Are you a little junior sister?" Are you a junior sister? Junior sister, I am your senior brother. Finally, someone came to be my companion, hey, little sister, you are so good-looking. ”

Li Yuemei's mouth expression froze, looking at the crazy scholar in front of him, he was about to cry, his brows were furrowed, he took out a sugar gourd, and said, "Senior brother, come to one, it's delicious." ”

The scholar took the sugar gourd that was still stained with some dust, and said with red eyes: "Little junior sister, you are so good." ”

Li Yuemei overflowed with a happy smile and asked, "Senior brother, can you eat the fish in the pond?"

The scholar frowned and said, "This question is very complicated, and I ............ explain it in detail." ”

After listening to half a cup of tea, Li Yuemei was puzzled: "Senior brother, I just asked if I could eat it, and if I could not involve the issue of history?"

"History is knowledge, junior sister, you have to learn more knowledge in the future. ”

"Can you eat it?"

"This, to measure the mood of the master and the master on the day, as well as various factors. ”

"Can you eat it?"

"I haven't eaten it, and I don't know. ”

"Well, senior brother, I'm still eating a sugar gourd. Li Yuemei handed the scholar another sugar gourd.

Taking the sugar gourd again, the scholar said again: "Senior sister, you are so good." ”

"Senior brother, can you eat those horses?"

"It's a complicated question, and let me explain it in detail,............"

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

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

When Li Yuemei saw the picture-like scenery, Zhang Xiaodao, who crossed the third red line, also saw the scenery, but there were eighteen shadows in the scenery, nine black, and nine gray.

Even if the shadows of different colors stopped like light, Zhang Xiaodao couldn't see their true appearance clearly, they seemed to be composed of some kind of magical smoke, condensed into a human form, and wisps of smoke of different colors drifted outside their bodies that seemed to be ready to collapse at any time, extremely weird.

Fayi couldn't see Zhang Xiaodao's figure now, so he felt that he couldn't lag behind Xiaodao, and rushed into the red line.

Zhang Xiaodao squatted down within the third red line, feeling that he didn't move the eighteen smoke monsters, and couldn't help but feel a little more relieved, he didn't want to be shot away again just after crossing this red line.

Zhang Xiaodao, who crouched down, looked past the smoke monster, looked at the spiral steps behind him, and looked at the entrance to the upper floor, which seemed to be spitting light, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The entrance represented the fruits of his four months of hard work, and he wondered if he would be able to step through it, and the entrance might just represent the beginning of the journey to Babel, after which he would face even more difficult difficulties than the last four months, but so what?

Zhang Xiaodao stood up, ready to rush to the entrance, even if he was not in the best condition at this time, even if he would be beaten back away, but the big deal was just to start over!

The little monk of Fayi suddenly appeared beside Zhang Xiaodao at this time, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, understanding that the monk was only stronger than himself in terms of physical strength, and he would not be worse than himself, but he was only a person who did not know how to turn, so the price paid for crossing this red line was naturally greater.

Fa Yi didn't look at Zhang Xiaodao, but looked at the entrance that was scattered with light, and said softly, "I have to rest for a while." ”

Zhang Xiaodao said, "Why didn't you bring green onions?"

Fa Yi said: "No hands." ”

Both of them seem to have gotten used to nibbling on two green onions after being beaten, and the spicy taste of green onions is lost in their mouths, and they are still a little uncomfortable.

"I went. ”

"Okay, I'll be there later. ”

Zhang Xiaodao held a long knife in his hand and suddenly took a step forward!

The total number is eighteen, I don't know if it is called eighteen Arhats in this tower, and there is only one shadow of the cheesy name.

The black shadow turned into black lightning and rushed forward.

Zhang Xiaodao has no fear of the black shadow, if the black shadow is the black shadow in the first line, and the gray shadow is the gray shadow in the second line, with his agility, he will never be touched by the black shadow in the first line.

But at this time, the black shadow was like a ghost, without any reaction time, and it didn't even have time to adjust any angle of beating, and the black shadow disappeared into Zhang Xiaodao's body.

Didn't enter!

Fa Yi's eyes widened, seeing that the black shadow did not attack but submerged into his body, and couldn't help but be a little worried about Zhang Xiaodao.

Immediately, Zhang Xiaodao exploded, and he clearly felt a black bubbling water enter his body.

This black stream of water flowed out of the mind and into the sternum.

Zhang Xiaodao only felt that his sternum exploded, his heart contracted, and an indescribable stinging pain made him roar, and he desperately mobilized the vitality in his body to stop it, but he was shocked to find that the vitality in his body was assimilated as soon as it was connected with the black water, and the even larger amount of black flowing water continued to fall.

Up to his hips, Zhang Xiaodao stopped yelling, and even at such a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, because his little brother was in pain now.

The Fayi monk thought that Zhang Xiaodao had survived, and just wanted to shout an atmospheric word such as cheering, he heard Zhang Xiaodao's heart-rending cry.

This kind of cry is different from the roar, which has some effect of relieving the pain, and this kind of cry comes from the soul, tearing the heart and lungs, hysterical.

Fa Yi scratched his bald head, watching Zhang Xiaodao rolling on the ground with his crotch covered, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, what is going on with this black shadow?

The black water continued to flow, and Zhang Xiaodao rolled on his knees, but without the kind of cry that made him feel heart-rending as soon as he heard it, Fayi was much more relieved.

After a long time of incense, Zhang Xiaodao stood up stubbornly, his cheeks were full of dirt coming out of his pores, I am afraid that the whole body is the same at this time.

Zhang Xiaodao's eyes were a little red, and he resolutely took another step.

The second black shadow struck, submerged into his body, and this time Zhang Xiaodao's pain was not only limited to the large organs in his body, but the pain was in the flesh and blood, as if his whole body was devoured by ten thousand ants.

Then he knelt down, lay down, held his head, hugged his knees, rolled, screamed, roared, went mad, and then fell into calm, filth.

"What kind of weird method of quenching the body is this?" Monk Fayi had already seen the clues, but in his heart he was terrified to the extreme.

After he melted his soul, his body was not bad, and he hadn't felt pain for many years, but the more he was like this, the more scared he became, Fayi's delicate cheeks couldn't help but turn white, and he watched Zhang Xiaodao take another step.

At this time, he could already see that there were a total of eighteen steps below the stairs from the third red line to the entrance, which meant that both he and Zhang Xiaodao had to go through eighteen quenchings, and the black shadow that had not entered Zhang Xiaodao did not disappear after his pain was over, but returned to the original place.

Eighteen times?

Fa Yi silently recited: "It's not the eighteenth layer of hell, you don't need a thousand knives to pull out your tongue and peel it, right?

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao heard the sound of pain again, and he would be extremely painful every time the black current flowed under his body, but he understood the great benefits of this kind of tempering.

His eyes were red not because of his high morale, and he used every step to express his inner toughness and unyieldingness.

Instead, he thought that if he walked eighteen steps, wouldn't he become a golden gun in the future? Eighteen times a night?