Chapter 188: Sister and brother with the same surname

The three states in the northwest, Shuzhou are fine, Liangzhou and Qinzhou are all raging after several wars, and ten rooms and nine empty rooms.

Shen Changsheng and Shen Shuangmei went all the way to Qinzhou, and passed through several small towns on the way, among which every household was empty, and there was not even a single figure, and the rice fields along the way were all cracked, and the fields were covered with withered grass and were desolate. This is nothing, what is even more shocking is that there are often several corpses lying on the side of the road, with shriveled stomachs and sunken cheeks, and they know that they are starving to death at first sight.

In the evening of this day, the two came to a ruined temple, and saw that there was smoke rising, Shen Changsheng was overjoyed, and wanted to hurry in, but was pulled by Shen Shuangmei, the two quietly turned to the back, looked inside from the window, but saw several ragged men surrounding a pot of steaming boiling soup, adding firewood to the bottom of the pot, and the things tumbling in the soup made Shen Changsheng almost not vomit.

Fortunately, Shen Shuangmei saw that the situation was not good, and covered Shen Changsheng's mouth with his hand, so he didn't make a sound, but he was also spit out by Shen Changsheng.

After the thin black boy reacted, he was a little embarrassed and said, "Sister, I'm sorry......"

Both of them are surnamed Shen, and they have experienced life and death together, so Shen Shuangmei already regarded this young man as his own brother, so he naturally didn't care at this time, just shook his head and washed his palms with the water in his water bladder.

At this time, I heard a person in the temple chanting a word: "I haven't eaten such a fat lamb for a long time, today is really lucky, those two old ones will be kept for tomorrow to eat, but you have to save some food"

Another person said: "It's a pity that those sheep blood were lost, and boiling a pot of sheep blood soup tastes excellent." ”

Then the voices of several other men rang out in agreement.

Shen Changsheng immediately remembered the two-legged sheep allusion that the boss had told him, in the time of war, the people were bored, it was difficult to make a plan, and they fed on people. At that time, the shopkeeper said: "Ancient and modern rebels eat human flesh, which is called want meat, or two-legged sheep." This is the inhumanity of thieves, and it is not enough to condemn. ”

Thinking of this, Shen Changsheng only felt that the disgusting feeling he had just suppressed was surging up again, and he slowly sat down with his back against the wall and took a deep breath.

In the past, when he was in the inn, the shopkeeper always sighed when there was no one around, "the world", "the common people" or something, at that time he didn't know much, but today he seems to have suddenly opened his mind, and he understands everything.

The shopkeeper, Mr. Li, why are they obsessed with saving the world and saving the common people, just to prevent such a tragedy in the world from hurting nature and reason.

Shen Shuangmei helped him caress his chest, lowered his voice and said, "These people are not ordinary people, they should be cultivated." This is the evil of human nature, in other places, it may also be a character with a head and a face, but in this place, he is so hungry that he has no food to eat, he will starve to death, so he will eat anything, and he can't care about anything. This is also why it is said: 'Cang Liao knows etiquette and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing.' If you don't even have to eat, the people who are afraid of the officials like tigers on weekdays will rebel, and those chivalrous men who seem to be righteous will also eat people. ”

After listening to Shen Shuangmei's words, Shen Changsheng slowly calmed down and said in a low voice: "If it were me, I would rather starve to death than ...... Never do anything like that!"

Shen Shuangmei sighed softly.

Many times, it's one thing to say it, and it's another thing to do it.

In the previous dynasties, how many great Confucian scholars talked loudly about how to repay the country with their deaths when they gave lectures, and when the Golden Horde really came to fight, a few great Confucian scholars died?

Therefore, there is no desperate situation of life and death, and there is no true temperament.

This is also the reason why she admires Li Xuandu, he has fallen four years ago, almost fell to his death, and also gave his immeasurable future to life, but four years have passed, he is still unswerving, how to say it and how to do it.

Ten years of drinking ice, it is difficult to cool the blood. How not to be admired?

Shen Changsheng was about to speak, but an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and he subconsciously grabbed Shen Shuang's eyebrows and got up and ran wildly.

The next moment, the wall he was leaning on suddenly cracked, and dust rose everywhere, and then he saw that several people in the temple were aware of the existence of the two of them at some point, and one of them smiled: "I don't know what luck I hit today, and I can't stop it, one 'and the bones are rotten', and the other is 'not envious of the sheep', which is enough for our brothers to eat for a few more days!"

Several others said yes.

Shen Changsheng's heart sank.

Looking at the few people in front of him, although they are not powerful characters, at most they are cultivators in the realm of gods and holding pills, otherwise they can't fall to this point, if they are still in their own inn, they don't need the boss to make a move, the boss can be sent away, the key is that the boss and the boss are not around now. And now Sister Shen is injured and can't do anything, although he was taught a "Taishang Dan Sutra" by that little Taoist boy, but he didn't have time to cultivate along the way, and his cultivation is really limited.

Shen Changsheng really didn't know the bottom of his heart.

Shen Shuangmei said softly: "Changsheng, you try your best to escape later, don't look back, they can't catch you." ”

Shen Changsheng hurriedly said, "Sister, what about you?"

Shen Shuangmei reached out and pressed the saber on his waist, "Sister, regardless of the 'ghost curse' in her body, it is still not a problem to barely kill these scum." ”

Shen Changsheng shook his head desperately.

The conversation between the two did not escape the ears of these people, and the leader smiled and said, "Or a pair of sisters and brothers?" ”

Shen Shuangmei was about to draw his knife, but Shen Changsheng had already gritted his teeth and stepped forward alone, blocking in front of Shen Shuangmei.

At the same time, a man stepped forward quickly and punched the kid who was looking for death.

At this moment, Shen Changsheng only felt that a golden scripture in his mind suddenly lit up, and countless characters shone brightly.

Shen Changsheng subconsciously knotted a finger with both hands, and a round cover like an eggshell appeared around him, this man smashed his fist on the round cover, and his entire wrist suddenly twisted into an extremely terrifying arc, and Shen Changsheng actually stood still in place.

"Protecting the body?" Several other men were shocked by this scene, and the leader of them said loudly: "Brothers, don't be afraid, copy guys!"

When the words fell, several men drew their side-worn blades, which were bright and frightening, and their backs were cold.

Shen Changsheng was in a daze, as if he heard the voice of a middle-aged man in his ears, not the shopkeeper, not the little Taoist boy, but an extremely unfamiliar voice that he had never heard before, as if he was reciting a scripture.

With this voice, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, it was a Dao Palace with ten thousand golden lights, and it was extremely brilliant.

In a trance, Shen Changsheng seemed to have become a person in this trance, he watched the golden lamps in this Dao Palace go out one by one, and then everyone began to leave the Dao Palace, and finally with the scene of the sky shaking, the Dao Palace sank violently, sinking into the ground little by little, and finally there was no trace.

At the same time, Shen Changsheng's body began to move involuntarily, assuming a posture of holding his hands in a circle.

Several men were stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that they had met a certain amazing young man, but after waiting for a while, they saw that the black and thin young man had not moved for a long time, and suddenly showed a fierce light in his eyes, and walked towards Shen Changsheng.

Shen Changsheng's clothes faltered, and he said softly: "The Supreme Dao Ancestor is merciful. ”

The words fell, and a little fiery red color was born from between his palms, and then this fiery red became bigger and bigger, and it was actually a tiny fire dragon that intersected with each other.

Shen Changsheng spread out his hands.

The fire dragon instantly turned into a long man, roared fiercely, and swept by.

Several men who were still showing off their martial arts before immediately turned into several charred corpses.

However, Shen Changsheng was not comfortable, he only felt dizzy, unsteady on his feet, and fell backwards into Shen Shuangmei's arms.