Wang Jing bit a person, but did not stop, turned around and grabbed a middle-aged woman, bit her face, bit off a large piece of flesh, and threw the woman away, so that he kept grabbing, biting, and discarding, and injured five or six villagers in a blink of an eye.

The more Cao Chong looked at it, the more wrong it became, this Wang Jing bit like a mad dog, how could he still have the slightest master's demeanor, he was too embarrassed to be a county guard, he hurriedly stepped forward, and shouted: "Wang Jing, what are you crazy about?" Wang Jing heard this, turned his head suddenly, stared at Cao Chong coldly with his eyes, kicked and pounced, and opened his mouth to bite Cao Chong.

Wang Jing's move was much to Cao Chong's expectations, the two of them cultivated as the foundation between the two, Cao Chong lost the opportunity when he was stunned, and hurriedly raised his hand to block, Wang Jing bit on Cao Chong's arm, Cao Chong only felt that his arm was tingling, this Wang Jing actually had fangs, and stabbed into Cao Chong's flesh, Cao Chong was shocked and angry: "Wang Jing, are you crazy!"

Wang Jing's eyes showed a fierce light, like a beast, biting Cao Chong's arm and not letting go, his mouth let out a low roar, the master of the dignified spiritual realm actually made such an ugly gesture, Cao Chong was furious, and shouted: "The face of the county guard camp has been lost to you!" raised his hand and slapped a palm on the top of Wang Jing's head, Wang Jing didn't know how to dodge at all, and ate a hard palm, suddenly rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Cao Chong withdrew his arm, but saw two small holes in his arm, gurgling out of blood, and half of his arm was unconscious, so he couldn't help kicking Wang Jing's feet, and asked the village chief to take the rope that specially tied the prisoner, tied Wang Jing with flowers, and said: "Lock this guy up for a few months, only give him a bowl of rice every day, let him reflect on it!"

The village chief was embarrassed: "Lord Cao, Wang Jing is also a county guard, when he wakes up and asks for the unties, how dare the old man ......" Cao Chong intercepted and said: "Don't worry, this Wang Jing dares to hurt me, he has violated the ban of our county guard camp, and he should be imprisoned and punished for his crimes, I let him serve his sentence in your Fufeng Village, which is enough to give him face, if I sue him to the camp, he will be punished more severely! Exceptional' application, in a few months I will come to Fufeng Village again, and then let him out, if he is not convinced, you will ask someone to send a letter to me, I will report to the superior, tell him to go around without eating!"

Seeing that Cao Chong was angry, the village chief didn't dare to persuade more, so he had to ask someone to carry Wang Jing down and detain him.

Cao Chong checked his wounds, saw that there was no major problem, secretly said a few "bad luck", said a few words of encouragement to Shi Sheng and Da Niu, and then said goodbye to the village chief, got into a carriage and left Fufeng Village.

Shi Sheng and the four of them were really startled when they saw Wang Jing go crazy, and later saw that he was subdued by Cao Chong, and heard that he was going to be locked up for a few months, and the four of them all secretly screamed happily.

The villagers dispersed one after another, and the four of Shi Sheng went home to take a pleasant bath, smeared the wound medicine, wrapped the bandage, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

In the evening, the three families gathered at Shen Dayou's house, filled two tables full of wine and food, and everyone pushed the cups and cups, drank wildly, and celebrated vigorously until the middle of the moon, before staggering and leaving.

Although Shi Sheng is young, he drinks a lot, and the three adults are red-faced, but Shi Sheng only has a slightly drunken meaning.

After the banquet, Shi Sheng carried a wine bottle and walked along the village road, blowing the cool breeze at night, which was quite pleasant, and suddenly became interested, and wanted to go to the Ziyuan Stone to sleep on him, so he changed the route and went to the purple maple forest.

Shi Sheng drank while walking, and after a while, he came to the Ziyuan Stone, lifted the wine bottle and drank Zuihou, the spicy liquor rolled down his throat, and a burst of scorching heat penetrated his heart and lungs, Shi Sheng said "enjoyable", wiped his mouth, threw away the wine bottle, and looked at the sword marks on the Ziyuan Stone in the moonlight.

Shi Sheng already had the intention of getting drunk, looking at the sword marks on the stone, as if the leaves were drifting, shaking slightly, Shi Sheng shook his head, looked closely, the sword marks did not move, Shi Sheng smiled dumbly, it seems that he drank a little too much, he was dizzy, and was about to climb the Ziyuan Stone to sleep well, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he thought of something, but it was not very clear, like a spider silk hanging a thousand weights, hanging in his heart, a little relaxation, the aura will disappear.

Shi Sheng paced back and forth under the Ziyuan Stone, bowed his head and pondered, and when he walked to the third circle, his heart lit up, and he blurted out: "Sword intent!" Shi Sheng was surprised and delighted: "That's right! It is the sword intent! This sword mark has sword intent!"

Shi Sheng hurriedly started from the bottom of the sword marks, and felt the sword intent with his heart, strange to say, he remembered that he had never learned martial arts, and he didn't know any kendo swordsmanship at all, but at this moment, when he realized the sword intent, his brain was like a tide, gushing out countless sword principles, making it easy for him to understand the sword intent left in the sword marks.

Shi Sheng picked up a dry branch, as a sword envoy, according to his own sword intent from the sword marks, he used his sword moves, it seemed to look like it, quite subtle, Shi Sheng's heart was overjoyed, while understanding the sword intent, on the other hand, in the sword moves, who knew that he didn't make a few moves, there was a sign of depletion of true qi, he couldn't help but be surprised, he was busy wanting to stop, but his body didn't listen to the command, he couldn't stop at all, Shi Sheng's heart secretly complained.

True qi is the life energy of the human body, if it is overdrawn, the consequences are unimaginable, the meridians are damaged, never recovered, and the heavy is killed on the spot, seeing that the sword move is getting faster and faster, Shi Sheng only feels that his true qi is pouring out from the dry branches like a flood, and he can't stop it if he wants to, Shi Sheng's heart is half cold: "Is it that I, Shi Sheng, want to die here inexplicably? This is too unjust!"

Shi Sheng's hands and feet became more and more icy, his face was pale, he was dizzy, and he was about to lose his support, when suddenly his arm shook, the dead branches fell out of his hands, and then he had a pain in his chest, and he collapsed all over his body, and fell to the ground on his back, panting and unable to move.

After a long time, Shi Sheng came back to his senses, turned his eyes to look, but saw a white-clothed monk, standing beside him, and saw Shi Sheng wake up, folded his hands, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, is the little benefactor better?"

This monk is handsome and elegant, rich as jade, wearing a snow-white monk's robe, wide robe and large sleeves, delicate and dusty, the clothes are wrapped in soft fluff and mouth, and the whole body is full of elegant demeanor, like the mountain breeze, the bright moon on the river, quite out of the dust.

Shi Sheng knew that it was the white-clothed monk who took action to save his life, so he hurriedly got up and saluted, and said, "Thank you master for saving me." ”

"Amitabha. The white-clothed monk said: "The poor monk is only suitable to pass here, and when he sees the donor practicing the sword, he seems to have gone mad, so he shot the donor down, and hoped that the donor Haihan would be strange." ”

Shi Sheng said with a smile: "Where is it, the master saved my life, great kindness, there is no way to repay it, how dare you blame the master." After a pause, he said, "Boy Shi Sheng, don't know the master's name?"

The white-clothed monk was handsome and elegant, and said with a pleasant face: "The poor monk is angry, and he has seen the stone benefactor." Shi Sheng hurriedly said, "Don't dare to be", and said angrily: "Shi donor, forgive the poor monk bluntly, the sword intent contained in this stone sword mark is broad and profound, and it is exquisite. ”

Shi Sheng had personally endured hardships, so he naturally knew that this sword intent was powerful, and it was definitely not his own cultivation that could be imitated, so he hurriedly said: "Thank you for the master's advice, kid remember." ”

"Good. Yi Yi smiled slightly, and said: "The poor monk still has important matters, so he will leave, and the donor will have a period later." "Say the eleventh salute and float away.

This monk is dressed like snow, sleeves are flowing in the wind, his bearing is handsome and elegant, like a relict under the moon, after saving Shi Sheng, he left in a few words, Shi Sheng only felt like in a dream, it took a long time to come back to his senses, and his heart was secretly surprised.

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