Chapter 8: Transformation in Life and Death

In the evening, the sky was snowing again, and Su Hong sat alone at the door of the dormitory, looking at the dark night, his eyelids jumped again.

Since coming back to the present, he can't remember how many beats it was, and Su Hong had an ominous premonition that something big would happen.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and a cold snap came and poured into the room, extinguishing the oil lamp that emitted a faint flame in the house, Su Hong sighed lightly, got up and walked into the wooden house, and touched the fire candle to light the oil lamp.

The dim light spread in the room, and Su Hong looked at Duan Hui's messy bed, which was empty.

This is the third day that Duan Hui went to Pengling Mountain to collect medicine, in the Penglai Sect of Nuoda, Duan Hui is Su Hong's best friend, he is a little worried, Duan Hui will not spend the night alone in the mountains on this snowy night!

Su Hong didn't know how long he had been sitting, and when he got up and was about to put out the oil lamp and fall asleep, there was a knock on the door.

Su Hong came to the door and pulled the bolt aside, only then did a crack in the door be revealed, and Zhao Gui's vulgar scolding voice poured into the room like seawater: "Su Hong, you are a mess, Lao Tzu has been knocking for so long, why are you only opening the door now?"

Zhao Gui is definitely the most unqualified person Su Hong has encountered in his cultivation career, even if Su Hong will soon crush him to ashes, but thousands of years later, when he thinks of this person, he also hates him.

Su Hong knew that when Zhao Gui was angry, he must not reason wrong with him, but should quickly change the topic of him, so he asked, "Senior brother came to visit late at night, I don't know what is important?"

Sure enough, Zhao Gui's face softened, and he said, "It's not Duan Hui's miscellaneous, he accidentally fell and injured himself while collecting medicine in Pengling Mountain, you hurry up and carry him back to the dormitory." “

Su Hong didn't think about it, turned around and rushed out of the door, but the moment he stepped out of the room, he stopped and looked back at Zhao Gui: "Since Senior Brother already knows that Duan Hui is injured, why didn't anyone take him back to the dormitory?"

Seeing Su Hong's suspicions, Zhao Gui sneered in his heart, and he had already prepared his words when he came: "This is the disciple who went to Pengling Mountain with Duan Hui to collect medicine, and brought back the news, this person was also seriously injured, so he had to come back alone to report the news." “

"Where is that disciple now, do you want him to take me to find Duan Hui?" Su Hong knew in his heart that this Zhao Gui had always had a hot temper and vulgar words, and today he actually explained himself in detail abnormally, which made him even more suspicious.

Zhao Gui saw that Su Hong was not easy to fool, so he took out a transparent bead from his arms, put the bead in the palm of his left hand, and raised his right hand to move the spiritual power of the bead Cui. After a few breaths, the bead was wrapped in a layer of spiritual power.

After a while, a bright white light appeared, and the appearance of this light was like daylight within twenty meters.

"Su Hong, I can tell you clearly, that disciple has already been carried to the Danmai for treatment, if you don't believe it, you can wait until tomorrow to collect the corpse for Duan Hui's miscellaneous pieces. Zhao Gui snorted coldly, raised the bead that emitted white light, and walked out of the door.

Duan Hui is the brother who let Su Hong spend three years safely in this miscellaneous service area, if he only suspects that Zhao Gui is not good for him, regardless of Duan Hui's life and death, and does not go to Pengling Mountain, such a thing, he Su Hong can't do it.

Looking at the back of Zhao Gui walking towards the door, even though the other party's words were full of loopholes, Su Hong gritted his teeth and still followed.

"Turn left forward......"

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhao Gui's words behind him, mixed with the sound of wind and snow, came into Su Hong's ears, and in the past two hours, the other party had taken him around Pengling Mountain for several mountain roads, but Duan Hui was never seen.

After another half of the pillar of incense, there was a pitch-black cliff in front of him, and in Su Hong's mind, he remembered the conversation he had with Duan Hui on the night he first came to Penglai Sect.

Zhao Gui claimed that Qin Gang had stolen his qi condensation mantra and was forced to jump off the cliff. “

Su Hong turned his head violently, only to hear a bang, his chest was as if he had been hit by a hammer, and there was a sharp pain.

And his body, with that sound, fell heavily on the snow, rolled several times, and then stopped at the edge of the cliff.

Looking at Zhao Gui, he took two steps back, he looked at his fist, with a surprised look on his face, he didn't understand, how could there be a counterattack in this Su Hong's body, which shook his fist numbly.

Su Hong, with his long hair scattered, got up from the snow, covered his chest with severe pain, and spat blood in his mouth. The blood fell on the ice and snow all over the ground, and instantly turned into black ice flowers.

Because the injury was too serious, his eyes were blood-red, so much so that he saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, holding a white bead in his left hand, and patting his right hand on the storage bag gently, taking out the long sword, Zhao Gui, who walked towards him step by step, actually appeared three blood-red ghosts.

"Zhao Gui, you want to kill me, why?" Su Hong spat blood from his mouth and yelled at Zhao Gui for the first time.

"Su Hong, I never thought of taking your dog's life, it was your own life that was cheap, and you were provoked by someone you shouldn't be provoked. Zhao Gui opened his mouth in a dark voice, and a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the past three years in Penglai Sect, Su Hong can be sure that he has never offended anyone.

"Is it them...... Ye Tian, Zhou Lin?"

Three years ago, the scene of Ye Tian looking at him on the boat, and the appearance of the other party during the day, all this has already explained the problem.

"This matter is definitely not a coincidence, it must be that Ye Tian, who instructed Zhao Gui and wanted to kill me?" Su Hong clenched his fists in this life and death, even if he was not the opponent of the other party, he would splash the blood of this mad dog Zhao Gui.

Zhao Gui had insulted Su Hong many times, on the front line of life and death, he didn't want to care about any civilization quality, looking at Zhao Gui who was approaching, Su Hong spurted blood, and scolded: "Zhao Gui, you wild seed that your father doesn't want, even if you are in front of me and other miscellaneous disciples, what can you do if you show off your might?"

You have always been a wild seed without relatives and no reason, even if you chop Lao Tzu with a sword, what does it matter? If you kill me, it will not erase the fact that you are a wild seed. “

"Hahaha, wild seed...... You can't die well, even if I, Su Hong, become a ghost, I won't let you go. Looking at Zhao Gui, who was frantically coming with a sword in the snow, Su Hong clenched his fist tightly that was too seriously injured and trembled.

"Wild seed, wild seed, wild seed, wild ...... Kind ......"

A series of these two words, like a series of explosive thunder, blasted into Zhao Gui's ears, he threw the white beads on the snow on the side, red eyes, and rushed towards Su Hong, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, his body was constantly shaking.

Zhao Gui was abandoned by his father since he was a child, because his father always believed that Zhao Gui was not his own son.

The reason for this may only be known to his parents. It wasn't until he was nine years old that he entered the Penglai Sect by chance.

After entering the sect, he naturally suffered a lot of humiliation, he hated his parents the most in his life, and he hated people mentioning his parents the most, these things were not a secret in the miscellaneous service area under his jurisdiction, but no one dared to say it to his face.

"Little bastard, shut up for me......." Zhao Gui roared hysterically, holding a long sword and approaching Su Hong in the blink of an eye.

Su Hong shook his body, his originally clenched fist smashed out with a punch, because the injury was too serious, he even looked at Zhao Gui with a few double images, so the angle of this punch was off, and it smashed through the wind and snow.

Zhao Gui gently let go, grabbed Su Hong's shirt with his backhand, turned his face back, thrust the long sword in his hand into the snow, lifted Su Hong's collar, clenched his left hand into a fist, and silently recited the mantra in his heart, pulling all his spiritual power on his left fist.

"Bang. “

Su Hong's head was blank, and he saw that his eyes were black, blood was splashed on his face, and his body flew out this time, and he was dying when he landed.

Zhao Gui stepped forward quickly, lifted Su Hong's collar at the same time, and shouted sharply: "Little bastard, don't you know that in my life, I hate others to insult me the most?"

"Lao Tzu originally wanted to give you a good time and stab you to death with a sword, so now I have changed my mind, I will throw you alive from this cliff, and let you die in this despair with hatred for me. “

"Bang, bang, bang. Zhao Gui raised his fist and smashed three more punches at Su Hong's door.

The three fists fell, Su Hong's consciousness was in confusion, his swollen cheeks kept twitching, and Zhao Gui's screaming words rang in his ears.

He slowly opened his eyes, which had already swelled into a slit, and saw the snow fluttering in the wind above the area illuminated by white beads.

The only remaining consciousness was in a trance, Zhao Gui was dragging his body forward, and Su Hong's flesh and blood blurred face showed a distorted smile.

Zhao Gui, who dragged Su Hong to the edge of the cliff, grabbed Su Hong's hair and said in a dark voice: "Little bastard, do you see it? This cliff is 300,000 zhang, you can go and experience it, and go to death!"

Seeing that Su Hong did not react, Zhao Gui pulled out the long sword in the snow and stabbed Su Hong lightly in the left shoulder.

He didn't want to stab Su Hong to death with a sword, so that he would not be able to let the person in front of him experience the taste of death, and when he saw Su Hong's bloodstained face, he had a distorted expression, so Zhao Gui inserted the long sword into the snow again.

Raised Su Hong's collar and threw it hard out of the cliff. When he fell off the cliff, Zhao Gui saw that Su Hong only had a slit in his eyes, and cast a resentful gaze.

This gaze is familiar to him, Zhao Gui, since he was promoted to blue clothes, on this cliff, he has killed dozens of miscellaneous disciples.

And when these people die, they will look at him with this kind of resentful gaze, for this gaze, Zhao Gui did not feel the slightest fear, on the contrary, he enjoyed the pleasure of being able to manipulate the life and death of others.

After being thrown off the cliff, Su Hong's eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't feel his body falling downward.

In the dark night, the cold wind and snow, like an invisible blade, slashed at his swollen face, allowing Su Hong's mind to get a moment of soberness in the process of falling off the cliff.

In this moment of wakefulness, his mind flashed quickly, the faces of those people who had been good to him in this short life.

There are his only relatives, his grandfather Su Dehai, and Lao Pu, Liu Wenju, who is the same generation as his grandfather.

In Penglai Sect, there are brothers who have been with him through thick and thin for three years, Duan Hui, and Zhou Ting, who has spoken warm words to him.

Su Hong finally remembered that when he was a teenager, he was under the ancient locust tree in Huai'an Town, holding a book and reading hard.

At that time, he just wanted to read more books and become a poet who could travel the world.

Ever since he learned in Su Dehai that immortals can ignore the cycle of time and see all the prosperous places in the world, he came to this strange Penglai Sect ...... with a beautiful vision for the future.

From the corners of Su Hong's eyes, two lines of blood and tears were swallowed up by the night, and at the moment when his eyes, which were only two gaps, slowly closed.

In Su Hong's mind, there was only one thought, if he could still live once, he must take off the cloak of tolerating everything, even if he was not tolerated by this world, he had to use his way to make those who were slightly hostile to him pay a heavy price.

On the cliff, Zhao Gui looked at the bottom of the cliff that engulfed Su Hong, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm downward, turned around and pulled out the long sword inserted into the snow, and disappeared into the vast snowy night.