Zhang Song asked the Demon Pass of Sword Town.

This news was like a thunderbolt, and it soon spread in the Demon Suppression Pass, and it is estimated that the whole of Kyushu will know about it soon.

In fact, before this happened.

They had never heard of Zhang Song in Kyushu.

As for the reason why he asked the sword, it was even more outrageous.

It is said that it is a generation of people who ask for swords.

The master who taught him the sword died in the Demon Suppression Pass, and because of being framed, Saber failed to enter the Sword Pavilion.

He collected evidence and ran for more than 20 years to no avail.

In the end, I had no choice but to ask the demon pass of Sword Town.

Paid with his life.

It's a story that's quite popular with storytellers.

Heroic beauty, happy revenge.

Zhang Song's body was placed on the city wall to be claimed.

On that day, almost all the monks who knew about the matter came to watch.

Some people secretly regret, some people gloat, some people are indignant, and some people secretly hurt themselves......

A man with a hat led a cow to the city wall.

Li Ping'an knew the news, thinking that he couldn't let Zhang Song's body be left here for onlookers.

And so it came, and everyone watched the scene in silence.

Li Ping'an walked in front of Zhang Song.

Zhang Song was wearing the handsome outfit that he borrowed money to buy.

He said that he was going to stir up trouble, so naturally he had to dress decently and not be ashamed.

Li Ping'an couldn't help but smile and was silent for a moment

"I'll take your sharpening stone.

Sure enough, you can't collect other people's things for nothing, and now you have to collect the corpse for you.

Did you know that you're famous now?

I became famous once in my life, or when I was dying. ”

Li Ping'an muttered softly while carrying Zhang Song.

But before he could get off the wall, the road was blocked.

Several sword-wielding teenagers stared at Li Ping'an with sharp eyes.

Li Ping'an said helplessly: "Trouble give way." ”

"Who are you?" One of the young men in a robe said.

"It's... Friends. ”

Li Ping'an did not hide it, and there is no need to hide it.

"What did your friend do, you wouldn't know it, would you?" The robed young man said coldly.

The Sword Pavilion was an incomparably sacred existence for those of them who had been nurtured by their elders since childhood.

It is an honor to be able to enter the Sword Pavilion, although there is no regret in death.

And yesterday, there was a bold guy who broke into the Sword Pavilion in a grand manner.

Li Ping'an didn't speak, turned around and was about to leave the other way.

The robed young man didn't give up, "Do you know what the Sword Pavilion means to the sword cultivation of the Demon Suppression Pass?" That's dignity, it's honor. ”

"Hmm." Li Ping'an replied without being salty.

"Hey! What kind of attitude do you guys have.

If it weren't for the hard work of your predecessors, you would think that you would be able to survive until now.

Your friend not only trampled on the dignity of his predecessors, but also discredited the Sword Pavilion. ”

Li Ping'an raised his head, "Then what do you want?" He's all dead. ”

The robed young man said word by word: "Take him and go to the Sword Pavilion to apologize." ”

Li Ping'an pondered for a moment, "Is this what those big people mean, or is it the idea of a few of you dolls?" ”

"It's our idea!"

Guessed.

Li Ping'an said again: "He has not crossed any rules of the Demon Suppression Pass, and the Demon Suppression Pass has never been allowed to ask for a sword, so there is no need to apologize." ”

The eyes of the people around him became more and more fierce.

They don't care how legitimate Li Ping'an's reasons are.

It seems that Li Ping'an will not let him leave if he does not agree to them today.

"It's going to attract patrols." Li Ping'an said softly.

"Don't worry, the patrol has been taken away by us!" Someone snorted.

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows, "In this way, no matter how much trouble there is, the patrol team will not come." ”

"That's right!"

Li Ping'an nodded thoughtfully.

He used [Breath Lock] to carefully scan the teenagers who were looking for trouble several times.

Then, he said, "Since you are swordsmen, then use the sword in your hand, let me agree." ”

"Just waiting for your words!"

The robed boy immediately drew his sword and rose.

Bang!!

Just in the next second, his figure flew upside down.

Many of the partners beside him were stunned for a moment, and they didn't react yet.

Li Ping'an looked indifferent and muttered.

"Zhang Song, fortunately, although I'm not as good as you, it's enough to deal with a few little kids."

Half a cup of tea.

Li Ping'an carried Zhang Song's body on his back and walked down step by step.

There was a group of teenagers lying on the ground.

...........

Li Ping'an and Changqing buried Zhang Song in a place near mountains and rivers.

Feng Shui is good, Li Ping'an took out his own money to buy him a coffin.

After all, you can't wrap yourself in a straw mat and throw it into a pit.

The evergreen monk said that he would give Zhang Song an excess.

Li Ping'an took the erhu and played a sad song for him.

I don't know what to say, go all the way okay bro.

Wait for the evergreen monk to finish the degree.

Li Ping'an finished playing the song, and it was already afternoon.

The two dug a large pit and then put the coffin in the pit.

A stone monument was erected.

Li Ping'an sat on a stone and leaned back on the old cow's body.

Blowing the wind.

Monk Changqing sighed, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, it only turned into a "Amitabha"

Night.

Li Ping'an tossed and turned, and Zhang Song's snoring was gone.

He was a little unaccustomed to it, and he couldn't sleep.

Li Ping'an pillowed Lao Niu's legs, and he could no longer feel the familiar breath on the other side of himself.

How do you say that sentence, it is the proximity of thousands of mountains and rivers, and the distance that is close at hand.

He sighed a little wistfully.

"Old Niu, I suddenly miss that guy a little."

The old cow stretched out another hoof and touched Li Ping'an's head comfortingly.

Li Ping'an smiled.

Okay, no matter if he calls Zhang Congxin in the future.

Changed his name to Zhang Qiangqi.

Who made him coax him for a lifetime, and finally hardened.

...........

The sword grinding stone left by Zhang Song is really easy to use.

The flying sword was sharpened after a few days of drizzle.

The blade of the sword swayed, like a streamer.

Another advantage of being in the Demon Suppression Pass is that you can watch others fight.

Basically, it's a small dozen in three days, and a big dozen in five days.

Sometimes it's alone, sometimes it's one group of people fighting another.

Although it was a fight, I also knew how to measure it.

You can't accidentally injure civilians, you can't fight in the city.

Otherwise, patrol guards will be recruited.

So generally fights are made in advance, in a teahouse.

The two sides spoke harshly to each other, and then caught and killed each other in the suburbs.

It's rare to get killed, but that doesn't mean there aren't.

Li Ping'an's greatest pleasure every day is to hear who is fighting.

Carrying a small bench, he took the old cow and ran out of the city to watch other people's fights

After a fight, take a break.

Then I went to another house to see it, and I also helped other people who were watching the excitement.

Wherever there is excitement to see, everyone informs each other and immerses themselves in a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

Where there is fighting, there are those who fight.

If you want to fight, you must weigh your identity and status.

Otherwise, no one will sell you this face.

Evergreen is a good example.

One day, Li Ping'an took Changqing to see the excitement outside the city.

As a result, the Changqing monk couldn't look at it, so he ran over to persuade the monks of the third grade in the family.

"Amitabha, it's not good to fight, it's not right to fight.

Please ask the two poor monks to save face, you two are still good friends when you shake hands. ”

Of course, the two of them will not listen to the words of a monk, who knows that Changqing will not forgive, and the ink will not end.

In the end, the two of them worked together to beat the evergreen monk, and then left.

Li Ping'an carried Changqing home on his back.

On the way back, Li Ping'an said apologetically.

"Changqing, I take back what I said."

"What's wrong?" Changqing asked with a swollen face.

"It's up to you to fight!"

...........

One day, Li Ping'an counted the days with his fingers.

It's been more than four months since I came to the Demon Control Pass.

Found the Great Dao Rune, though only one of the fragments.

But it's a huge gain.

The strength has improved a lot, and I have grown a lot of knowledge.

He and the old cow sat on a hillside, looking into the distance.

Li Ping'an thought that it was time for him to go back.

Actually, what really made him up his mind was.

Recently, the town demon pass has not been peaceful, and it is said that the demon clan is going to fight again.

Every few decades, the demon clan will come to the demon pass with great fanfare to find trouble.

Li Ping'an felt that with his current level, he might not be enough for others to stuff their teeth.

Anyway, everything that needs to be done has been done, and the scenery from all over the place has been seen.

Before leaving, I said hello to the guys in the Master's Pavilion.

These days, Li Ping'an has helped Wanshige do some chores.

The two are also old friends.

Therefore, Li Ping'an decided to talk to him.

One more friend, many roads.

Maybe I will come to the Demon Town Pass in the future, and I will have to be taken care of.

When the guy heard that Li Ping'an was leaving, he sighed deeply.

It was difficult to hide the loss in his tone, "Without you, what will I do if the sow screams in the middle of the night?"

What if the old nun loses her belly pocket? How to deal with the murder of a 90-year-old lady? ”

Li Ping'an: "I can see that you are very reluctant to let me go." ”

"Are you really leaving?"

"Well, it's time to go back."

The guy reluctantly took out a red envelope, "If a person is poor and rich, you should pay more attention in the future." ”

Li Ping'an said: "I received my heart, but I really can't ask for this money." ”

Man: "......... You really don't want it? ”

Li Ping'an:

Can't you see this?