The sound of the rain gradually stopped, only the small droplets of water fell down the eaves, like a pearl of jade falling into the jade plate, and the ripples on the puddle were continuous, crisp and moving.

It wasn't until Wang Changsheng turned around and walked towards the bonfire that the woman holding the baby woke up like a dream.

She looked at the heroic back of the young Taoist priest, and a light called "hope" appeared in the depths of her eyes, and she struggled to get up and staggered to catch up.

"Poof".

The sound behind him made Wang Changsheng pause, he turned around, and his eyes reflected the woman who was kneeling on the ground, crying with pear blossoms and rain.

"The Taoist chief is merciful, please save the child's life."

Not far away, the middle-aged man who reacted also endured his weakness and trotted over, knelt on the ground with the woman, and kowtowed hard: "Thank you for the grace of the Taoist for saving your life, my sister is rude, and I hope that the Taoist Haihan." ”

"......" Wang Changsheng was silent for a moment, his eyelids lowered, and he shook his head slightly: "I know what you mean, but it's a pity that I still have important things to do, and I really don't have time to take care of him." ”

The woman ...... holding the baby in her arms, her head bowed, her delicate body trembling.

The middle-aged man looked miserable: "It's me who has overstepped the rules." ”

"A little heart, thank you for saving your life, and please accept it."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a red box from his arms and held it up respectfully.

Wang Changsheng shook his head, and did not mean to receive the thank-you gift: "After dawn, I will leave." ”

With that, he turned around and sat down cross-legged again by his campfire.

The middle-aged man kept holding the gift box high, stiffened for a few seconds, and a little bitterness appeared on his face facing the ground.

Eventually, he sighed, carefully placed the gift on the ground, and then picked the woman up and returned to his campfire with difficulty.

The beating bright flames reflected Wang Changsheng's calm eyes.

He is not a ruthless person, but people are far and near, compared to the two people who met in Pingshui, Li Laodao, who was kind to him, has a heavier weight in his heart.

After a while, even the sound of raindrops outside the broken temple gradually disappeared, the gloomy sky gradually became clear, and the wisps of cold moonlight flowed along the gap at the top of the broken temple.

This night, Wang Changsheng meditated silently, resting while carrying out a "swordsmanship empty performance" in his mind.

Now that he had decided not to care about the woman's business, he didn't think much about it.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Wang Changsheng, who was sitting on the flat stone outside the broken temple and completing the condensation of the "yang seed" as usual, picked up the bamboo cage and continued to walk east.

At the gate of the broken temple, the woman and the middle-aged man watched the back of the young Taoist priest gradually moving away, until it disappeared, the woman's eyes were slightly red, and she sobbed softly: "Big brother, you say, what should we do?" ”

The middle-aged man's mood was also very low, there were heavy dark circles between his eyebrows and eyes, and he obviously didn't close his eyes all night last night: "According to the original plan, let's go to Hongyin Temple first, it is said that Hongyin Temple has a great monk, a holy place for Buddhism, and the eye demon should not dare to go over, right?" ”

In the last sentence, the middle-aged man's tone was not very firm, but this was already their only way out.

"After breakfast, let's go." There was still fear in the middle-aged man's eyes: "You must rush to Hongyin Temple before dark, otherwise you will ......"

Hearing this, the woman nodded busily, and her face was also worried.

After the group quickly settled breakfast, they went to the northeast without stopping.

Before leaving, the middle-aged man glanced at the gift box placed in the middle of the broken temple, hesitated, and finally did not touch it.

……

In the quiet forest path in the early morning, there is the occasional crisp sound of birds chirping, which is heartstringing.

The humid air after the rain is mixed with the characteristic earthy fragrance.

Walking in such an environment makes people feel happy unconsciously.

The same is true of Wang Changsheng.

Although the muddy mountain path was a little difficult to walk, it did not hinder his progress in the slightest.

Besides, he was also a cultivator in the early stage of Bigu!

After walking along the forest road for an hour, a small river with clear water flowed in front of him.

After a night of precipitation, the river water that should have been muddy after the rain has also become clear, perhaps it has something to do with the fact that it didn't rain for long last night?

Weighing the amount of the kettle on his waist, Wang Changsheng, who felt that there was not much left, came to the river and squatted, intending to fill a full pot for drinking.

The river water is very clear, and the speed of flow is very slow, so Wang Changsheng's face can be reflected more clearly.

With red lips and white teeth, and a face like a crown of jade, anyone who sees it will praise a beautiful man.

The kettle touched the river, causing a small ripple of water.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng saw his own reflection that had become blurred in the water, a thin dark line grew from the center of his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled evilly at him.

"Poof!"

The water exploded, and a slender pale hand with sharp nails poked out of the river and grabbed Wang Changsheng's head.

In the face of this sudden attack, Wang Changsheng did not have the slightest panic in his eyes.

He leaned back, avoiding the swift grasp, and at the same time, the thumb of his right hand, which was pressed on his waist at any time, flicked on the hilt of the long sword, and in an instant, the cold light appeared.

The sharpness of the high-grade magic weapon long sword, just one blow, cut off the wrist of the strange hand.

With his left foot as the stationary point, Wang Changsheng's body rotated, and his right foot, which was attached to the domineering aura, kicked heavily on the monster's chest that rose from the water.

"Boom!"

A dull sound sounded, and the youkai rising in the water fell to the ground on the opposite shore in the explosion of water.

Before it could stand up, Wang Changsheng, who had already jumped to the other side of the river with a sword, came to its side, and stabbed his long sword into the center of its eyebrows.

At the moment of crisis, the thin line at the center of the monster's eyebrows tore a gap, revealing the whites of a bloodshot eye.

In an instant, Wang Changsheng's consciousness was in a trance, and at this moment, the aura from the Jiuyang Qi Obedience Method in his body was stimulated, and the speed of operation suddenly increased several times, like a scorching furnace, and the hot heat made him wake up immediately.

The whole process is not even half a breath!

Wang Changsheng's hand kept moving, the long sword pierced through the half-opened eyes on the monster's eyebrows, and the crimson light wrapped in the sword spread out, igniting the monster's whole body.

The body of the monster that pierced the eye of the eyebrows stiffened violently, and it did not move again, and it was burned into black ash in the red light.

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[Slay the Little Demon - Child, [Taoist] XP +10]

[Class: Taoist Lv.3 (40/300)] (Last night meditated, gained 5 experience points)

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The hint that appeared in front of him made Wang Changsheng's face extremely ugly.

"I didn't bother you, but you came to the door?"