Li Fuchen looked at the sword-wielding man again, but did not pay attention, but continued to nibble on the steamed bun.

"Kill!" Liu Da led the ghost head knife and pointed it, and the people behind him immediately rushed forward.

The two sides were in a mess in an instant.

The battle was one-sided, and the leader of Liu Da was seen by Wu Tengfeng's three swords, standing in the air, and no one dared to fly in the air.

The people around were also suppressed, but the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were still inevitably slightly injured, and several people retreated to Li Fuchen's side, Wu Tengfeng's face in mid-air was suspicious, and he swung his sword.

The sword qi directly took the lives of those people, and then came to Li Fuchen's side.

A blood stain splattered, Li Fuchen's chest was slashed, and he flew backwards, collapsing along with the pillar that tied Li Fuchen and the house.

At night, the rain hit Li Fuchen's face, his eyes rolled a little, and he opened them suddenly, but he found that he couldn't get up.

When I looked down, I saw that my body was crushed under a beam.

Simply lie on the ground and open your mouth to drink a few sips of rainwater.

"Hah...... Hahahaha......"

After a while, remembering the previous experience, and now the rest of his life, Li Fuchen laughed.

Then he struggled for two quarters of an hour before he stood up from below, looking at the blood stains on his body and the opening, Li Fuchen didn't care, looking at the corpses all over the ground, he didn't pay attention to it, but picked up the steamed bun on the ground that was soaked in rain and stained with muddy water, and after taking a bite, he went down the mountain and continued to move forward.

Five years later, Zhao Changan was staying in an inn, eating when an old man in black came over.

sat down and poured Zhao Changan a cup of tea, and after the two of them drank it in one gulp, Zhao Changan filled the old man, "Uncle Xing, why are you here?"

Xiao Er brought over a bowl, and Uncle Xing took a pair of chopsticks, "Little master, you can't stay in Dongzhou, you have killed so many people, and the plans of the three major sects against you have also begun!"

Zhao Changan served Uncle Xing a bowl of rice, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's not the first time!"

Uncle Xing sandwiched a piece of meat for Zhao Changan, "They dispatched the Flawless Realm, I will solve it for you, but there will definitely be one later, even the Dongtian Realm, according to the information of the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce, no one has seen Li Fuchen's body, maybe he is not dead!"

Zhao Changan raised his head suddenly, stared at Uncle Xing and said, "Where did you go?"

Uncle Xing shook his head: "Maybe in Qingzhou, through the coast of the East China Sea! Of course, after so many years, I don't know where I went, and I may have been taken away by Dongzhou Academy!"

"Let's leave after eating! After five more years of travel, if you can't find it, go back to the True Monarch Palace!" After speaking, Zhao Changan grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice.

At this time, Li Fuchen was indeed in Qingzhou, and he had walked for five years, but he had not gone far, but he was even thinner, and he came to a mountain village covered with snow unkempt.

Walking across a wooden bridge on which someone was pounding clothes in the glacier, it happened that a piece of clothing was floating down the river.

Although he passed under his feet, Li Fuchen didn't mean to reach out and pick it up at all, but continued to move forward.

"Plop ......"

Upstream, a woman dressed in gray and blue slipped and fell into the water as she grabbed the dress.

And Li Fuchen also looked indifferent and continued to move forward.

After crossing the bridge, there was a sound of help behind him, Li Fuchen took a few steps forward, his heart was entangled, and he still turned around and walked towards the river.

At this time, the river was not deep at all, and the woman was just patting the water with her eyes closed, and drank a few sips of river water.

Li Fuchen stood on the shore and watched for a while, then went down to the river and grabbed the back collar of the other party with one hand and dragged him to the shore.

After being thrown on the shore, Li Fuchen turned around and left, but was stopped by the other party, "Thank you! Who are you?"

The voice was very beautiful, Li Fuchen looked at the woman lying on the ground, her eyes were still closed, and her hands kept groping on the ground, Li Fuchen said bluntly: "Are you blind?"

"Yes, I was blind when I was very young!" said the woman, pulling a lock of hair to her ear with her hand, looking up at Li Fuchen, and then opened her eyes, a pair of gray pupils, but there was no inferiority complex in her tone.

Looking at his arm, and then thinking of his own little cave, whether it is a monk or a mortal, he is also a disability, but compared to others, it is far worse.

stepped forward to support the woman with one hand, and the other hand also supported Li Fuchen's body, but he didn't touch the imaginary hand, and then touched it up and down, with a panicked look on his face.

Seeing this, Li Fuchen didn't say anything, and he didn't make any other moves.

"I'm sorry!" the woman bowed her head and apologized.

Li Fuchen also shook his head, "It's okay!"

Then he let go of his hand, put the clothes from the river into a wooden basin for her, handed them to her arms, and then stuffed the bamboo cane into her hand, turned and left.

The woman held the wooden basin, knocked the bamboo cane forward a few times, listened to Li Fuchen's footsteps, looked over and asked, "You don't seem to be from here, where is your home?"

Li Fuchen stopped, and suddenly remembered the note sent by the abbot master of Dongning City, and then he had a deep understanding, and laughed at himself: "Heaven and earth are dusty, and there is no home......

Then one walked forward, and the other stayed there and watched.

"Ahem...... didn't go far, looking at the water trail on his legs, his body finally became weaker and weaker.

Eventually, he collapsed in a corner, hungry and tired, and feeling cold because he was sick.

I thought to myself, this life will come to an end.

Looking at the surrounding environment, I can't help but sigh, Qingzhou is really big, it has been gone for five years, and it is a good thing to leave here.

For the first time in more than five years, a smile was shown.

I slept for three days, and finally I was too lazy to open my eyes, and there was snow behind me, it seems that it is not a good thing to be in good health, if it were ordinary people, it is estimated that they would have frozen to death.

Until this day, a five or six-year-old little black girl stood in front of Li Fuchen.

The child took out a stiff steamed bun from the sea, broke it in his hand for a long time, and then broke it into one big and one small halve, pouted his small mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then reluctantly put the bigger steamed bun in Li Fuchen's snow-covered hand.

A ragged hunchbacked old man walked over, put one hand on the little girl's shoulder, looked at Li Fuchen leaning against the corner, shook his head and said, "Little San! This uncle has gone to heaven, so you don't need to come to see him in the future!"

The little girl looked up at the old man and pouted, "Grandpa, but I see him move!"

When the old man was reaching out to probe Li Fuchen's breathing, Li Fuchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him who gave him steamed buns, thin and black, the clothes on her body were still sewn together with a lot of cloth strips, and the cotton inside leaked out of the holes, and the old man was almost the same.

It's a beggar, and I can't help but sound Xiaoqing in Dongning City, Xiaoqing was much older than her at that time.

After looking at the steamed buns in the little girl's hand and the one in his own hand, he reached out and handed it over, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then smiled slightly, in fact, in the past few days, the little girl has come to take a look when she has time, although Li Fuchen closed her eyes, she still knew that someone was coming.

The little girl clenched the half steamed bun in her hand with both hands and shook her head vigorously.

Then turned to the old man, the other party also shook his head, looked at Li Fuchen's broken arm, and said earnestly: "Little brother, I see that you are not an ordinary person, what hurdles in life can not be overcome!

Li Fuchen nodded, but he was not relieved.

The little girl pulled the old man's clothes and shook them, the old man looked at the little girl gently, and then said: "Little brother, do you want to go to live with us, although it is simple, but it can still shelter from the wind and rain." ”

Li Fuchen shook his head.

Just as she was about to leave, the little girl grabbed the old man's clothes, then ran to Li Fuchen's side, shook her heavy shoulders and shouted, "Uncle, let's go together!

The sentence was repeated several times, the snow on Li Fuchen's body was shaken off, and he felt warm in his heart, touched the little girl's head, stood up, and nodded to the old man.

Then the three of them walked together towards the corner.

When the three of them came to a temple, Li Fuchen looked at the three words "City God Temple" that was about to collapse, and his body trembled.

Everything in the world is really wonderful, going around and around, and then back to the same place.

Li Fuchen still didn't move under the little girl's pull, touched the little girl's head, looked at the old man and said, "Senior, I still won't go in, I still have my own way to go, don't ...... it."

With that, move on.

If you add up to these five years, it is not more than these three days.

But just after a corner, his body trembled, and he continued to fall.

Propped himself up, nibbled on half of the steamed bun, and then found an alley and rested for the night.

The next day, Li Fuchen went up the mountain, and after hard work, he caught a hare, and then set up a fire to roast it, the only pity is that there are no ingredients, not even salt.

Halfway up the mountain, he heard shouts of killing in front of him, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

When he arrived in the town, the town was already in a mess, and he vaguely heard that there were bandits who had come, and there were many wounded, Li Fuchen went straight to the City God Temple.

At the door, I saw the little girl kneeling in front of the old man and crying.

Li Fuchen slowed down, looking at the old man's chest, a knife mark from his shoulders and eyes to his lower ribs, and the flesh and blood were visible.

Squatted down and checked the wound for the old man, the old man grabbed Li Fuchen's hand with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's useless, I'm an old beggar, and the people around me are also beggars, but I don't want the junior to grow up and become a beggar!"

looked at the little girl again, and finally landed on Li Fuchen, "Please look at that half of the steamed bun, help me take care of her!"

Li Fuchen hesitated, but nodded.

The old man finally looked at the little girl, wiped the little girl's tears with his dry hands, and said with his last strength: "Follow this uncle in the future, he will be your father!"

"Grandpa......"

The old man closed his eyes, the little girl suddenly lay on him, and Li Fuchen also sat down on the side.