"The king asked me to come and patrol the mountains, babbling, babbling. ”

"Patrolled the South Mountain and the North Mountain, babbling oh babbling. ”

Two figures walked far away from the mountain, shaking their heads and humming along the mountain road, and the grass and trees on both sides were blown by the wind as if waving their arms.

Look at that figure and posture, there is no human appearance.

One has a neck as thick as a head, and a body like a large cloth bag.

The other head is as narrow as the neck, and the body resembles a corn cob.

"Take a look at the world, babble...... something, grab my feet. ”

While singing, he suddenly felt his feet and neck being grabbed by a cold hand, and the big cloth bag exclaimed and jumped high.

"Don't scream, be careful to bring the butcher back again, let me see, huh...... Is it a dead man?" said the corn cob, bowing his neck to examine.

The hand was so tight that it wouldn't let go for a while, and the big cloth bag sat on the ground, his hands on the ground, his buttocks rubbed back, and a man was brought out of the grass.

The man's face was covered with blood, and when he dragged it out, his head hit a stone, and he woke up with a hiss, and when he saw the sack-like thing in front of him, he let go of his hand, and fainted again with an exclamation.

"My mom is haunted. ”

The big cloth bag used the steel fork in his hand to stab it, but after hesitating, he turned the steel fork upside down and poked the man's head with the wooden grip.

"Big fat, you're so ugly, you scare people to death. The corn cob scoffed.

"Er, get out, I saw that he clearly fainted when he saw you. The man who was called Big Fat rebuked angrily.

The two then searched the 'corpse' up and down.

"Phew, it turned out to be a poor ghost, and I was still counting on whether I could find something valuable to exchange wine with Xishan Ancestor. ”

"Look at whether this wrench is worth some money. ”

"This is a piece of iron, how much is it worth?" Da Fei raised his dark gold wrench and looked at the bright moon in the sky with one eye open.

"What kind of bird symbol is this, you can come and take a look. Big Fat beckoned the corn cob over, and the first four eyes of the two of them were dripping

Turning around, looking at the two words in the wrench.

I don't know.

I don't know a single big word.

"Do you think it will be some kind of exercise, the kind that can live forever, I think there are also two bird symbols like this on the book that my master often reads. Big Fat tilted his head in thought.

"Thinking about it this way, it's not a loss to come out this time, take it back and let the master see, the master must know. Er Shou said.

"What about this guy?"

"Let's take it back together, make a small stove for the brothers. ”

.......

......

After Ning Shu filled in the soil, he used Song Qiuyu's broken sword as a tombstone and inserted it in the soil, and his expression was in a trance for a while, not knowing where to go, and he only kept thinking in his heart, how good it would be if he knew how to spell, so that Mr. Song and Tie Kunlun might not die, and the people of this village would survive.

What's the use of reading? Can reading so many books kill those who slaughtered the village? It's more reliable to smash the books with them.

"At least it can make the other person feel a little bit. He laughed to himself.

Ning Shu suddenly wanted to practice, he still remembered the black carriage, and the oppressive atmosphere, he might not forget it in his life.

After all, it was Mr. Song who saved him, if it weren't for the red pill, I am afraid that he would no longer be alive now.

And maybe that weird book.

"To be a man, you must know how to report Entu. Isn't it?"

He whispered, his eyes reflected in the thin lines of rain falling, but they seemed to be blazing flames.

The rain suddenly became heavier, and even the blood on the ground had been washed away, and if it weren't for the traces of the battle that remained around, it would be impossible to see what had happened here just now.

Tie Kunlun was buried not far from Mr. Song, and Ning Shu walked over, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his eyes.

"You must practice, you must take revenge. ”

He was even more determined in his thoughts.

As if he suddenly thought of something, Ning Shu reached out and groped in his arms, and found that the book left by the old scholar and the "Zhibei Jing" given to him by the sloppy Taoist were not on him.

The search was fruitless.

He stared blankly ahead, didn't he even have the last bit of hope?

There is also Taifu.

He still has the opportunity to go to Taifu for further study, and he still remembers the strength of Taifu that Mr. Song talked about. Only by seizing this opportunity will it be possible to avenge them.

Be sure to enter Taifu.

It doesn't matter who the person in the carriage is.

I will kill him!"

Thinking of this, Ning Shu stood up and stumbled towards the outside of the village, he wanted to go back to Shucheng and take the boat to continue the journey to Los Angeles.

When I came, I didn't think it was too far, but when I went back, I walked for a long time.

The path seemed to have no end, and the more I walked, the more I felt impatient, thirsty, and there seemed to be a fire in my heart, and the whole person seemed to be about to explode. Ning Shu obviously felt that his physical state was wrong, but he couldn't remember what he had experienced, could it be that the black-robed man's knife wound still had sequelae?

He only felt a burning pain all over his body, and the pores on his body began to seep blood, and his eyes turned black, and he collapsed into the grass by the side of the road.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to the city of Heian.

The familiar city walls, the familiar school, the Jing River still passes through the city, but the city is empty, and there is no sound.

I don't know why, in the face of an empty city, he didn't have a trace of surprise, calm as the scenery by the river.

A gust of wind blew, and a large cloud began to float in the endless blue sky, fiery red as if about to burn.

He stood in the middle of the city and looked up, only to see that the clouds gradually condensed into the form of a phoenix, as if there was an incomparably dazzling sun behind the clouds, so that the whole cloud was plated with a layer of gold edges, as if it had really become a phoenix with wings ready to fly.

Ning Shu was about to listen to the cry of the phoenix, when he saw a gust of wind blowing, and the phoenix bird Yunxia, which was about to come to life, suddenly disappeared.

Ning Shu was shocked in his heart, what kind of wind should this be, even the phoenix was blown away.

"You see, even the phoenix is so vulnerable. ”

Someone next to him suddenly said.

Ning Shu didn't know when he was standing on his left hand. Turning his head, he saw that this person was wearing a yellow robe, and the yellow color was disgusting, but there was a familiar feeling. Looking closely, I couldn't see his face clearly, or rather, I wasn't sure if he had a face.

This person's face is changing all the time, at first glance he was still a delicate scholar, the next second he became a delicate beauty, and after a while, he became an old peasant with a furrow on his face. Upon closer inspection, he could only feel that there was a miserable yellow mist lingering on his face that was the same color as his robe.

Ning Shu was surprised, how could there be a faceless person in the world.

The faceless man seemed to see through what Ning Shu was thinking, and sighed: "Of course there are faceless people in the world, all living beings are diverse, not only faceless people, there are many heartless people in the world, heartless and faceless, you can call me a heartless person." Whoever believes in Me will have eternal life. ”

The last few words seemed to be a great wish, and the voice was heard far away.

Ning Shu didn't want to listen, he felt that if he continued to listen, he would also become the faceless and heartless person, but he still couldn't help asking:

"If people have no heart, should they live?"

The heartless man was about to answer, but he heard a rumbling sound from the sky, like a landslide.

At some point, another cloud floated in the sky, saying that it was a little small, and the cloud occupied half of the sky. The pavilions and pavilions on the clouds, the palace walls are towering, and a huge momentum falls from the sky, and the oppressed Ning Shu has an urge to kneel and worship.

Someone on the right hand side helped him, and a pure breath entered his body, and when he turned his head to look, a white-bearded old man looked at him kindly, and the heartless man on the left hand side didn't know when it had disappeared.

"Look up, it's going to be good soon. The white-bearded old man said.

Ning Shu looked up, the golden hall was shining, and when it was becoming more and more grandiose, just like the phoenix just now, it fell apart in an instant, separating out six different small halls, which were said to be small halls, but compared to the previous complete big palace.

Even if it was one-sixth of them, Ning Shu still felt that the momentum was compelling.

"Heaven has collapsed, this world is going to be chaotic. A voice came from nowhere.

"It turns out that the palace is the Heavenly Court. Ning Shu thought to himself.

But it felt strange, he seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere.

Suddenly, Ning Shu felt a burst of dampness, the air was filled with mist, stretched out his hand to probe, it was raining, and when he looked up again, the six palaces that were divided disappeared without a trace, and even the Ping'an City behind him was gone, he seemed to be standing in a void space, and in this space, there was only wind and rain.

Ning Shu watched a drop of rain fall on his body, and he didn't know where the rain came from, as the rain fell, the whole person became transparent, and he could even see his internal organs and meridians around his body.

What's even more incredible is that he actually saw the four glittering big golden characters of 'Chengtian Imitation' in his eyes.

Just as he was trying his best to see more clearly, there was a tingling pain in his brain, and he was about to faint as soon as it was dark in front of him.

I only heard someone saying something in my ears, and I tried to open my eyes, and what caught my eyes was a frog head as big as a bucket, and he was looking at him curiously, Ning Shu had never seen such a big frog in such a big way, and he didn't come up in one breath, and he fainted again.

When I woke up again, it was already in a hall, and in front of me stood a centipede half the size of a millstone and a tree, with big eyes full of great doubts, one like a big cloth bag, the other like a corn cob. Rao was fully mentally prepared this time, but he was also frightened, and subconsciously retreated.

It's no one else, the big cloth bag and the corn cob are the ones who found Ning Shu's big fat and two thin on the side of the road.

"All up. ”

I only heard a childish milk voice, and said viciously, and the big fat and the second thin quickly flashed to both sides.

There was a tiger skin throne in the center, and on the seat sat a five or six-year-old child, chubby, with the pigtails of ordinary children, wearing a red belly pocket, wearing a cloak, and this longevity lock was tied on his chest, looking at Ning Shu with interest with scrutinizing eyes.

It's different from ordinary Terran children.

He had a ....... on his round head

A small golden horn that shines brightly.