The north of Liuzhou, the border of Liuzhou and Liuzhou.

The three streamers went straight to Tianshui, and the birth of the Demon Venerable was very important, and they were already rushing with all their might!

Walking to the border of Liuzhou, I saw a middle-aged man standing with a sword, in early autumn, but there were snowflakes fluttering around him, he was wearing cloth clothes and linen pants, cloth shoes, and a sword crown on his head.

Three streamers of light kept going, wanting to pass over his head.

The sword-wielding man waved his hand, and a white sword qi struck the sky from the bottom up.

Three streamers of light stagnated, revealing three figures.

The sword light did not enter the clouds, but it cut and devoured the dark clouds, revealing sunlight.

"Give me a face, leave?" the sword-wielding man discussed in a loud voice.

......

South of Liuzhou, south of Cheonsu, in a red mansion in Gyeongju.

The ladies danced and stroked the piano, accompanied the guests to compose poems and play chess, the guests were not only men, but also many women, and most of the ladies in Gyeongju were also willing to come here to play, this is not the Red Mansion in people's impression......

Here, no man dares to do anything to the girls, most of them come here for the sake of elegant pleasure, for the company of beautiful women and wine, pleasing to the eye, of course, there is no lack of stupid people who have the brains of the insects to do some dirty things, and even think that there is such a beautiful spring supper, even if they die on the spot, they are happy.

Then, they may not be able to survive for a long time.

On the second floor, in a room.

The girl in the blood-red embroidered gold flower robe had a bitter face on her face, looking at the young woman in front of her who was dressed the same as her, but did not have a bitter face like her.

The young woman was so engrossed that she was embroidering the flowers in her hands, and she knew that the girl was looking at her, but she didn't really want to know.

"What are you doing?" said the young woman nonchalantly.

"I want to go out and play with Tsuruhei!" the girl pouted, her face full of unhappiness.

"It's going to be a prom soon, what are you playing?" the young woman didn't even look at the girl.

"The Flower Dance Party doesn't delay going to play for a while, he can easily go down the mountain, and it's so ......close," the girl complained, tearing the embroidery cloth in her hands viciously.

"Why don't you send it to the Tianshan Mountain, so that you can face that little Taoist priest every day?" the young woman finally raised her eyes to look at the girl, but she was very calm.

The girl shrunk her neck, pursed her lips again, and said, "That's so boring." ”

"If it's boring, you should prepare for the flower ball, don't always think about that little Taoist. The young woman stretched out her slender jade and pointed at the center of the girl's eyebrows.

The girl knew that she would definitely not be able to get out, but she still didn't want to embroider here quietly, and her watery eyes turned around, thinking of a good topic.

"Master, you say, the Demon Venerable was born, can they accept Heping?"

"What? Haven't you already received it?" replied the woman.

"Oh, yes...... Then you say, will Aunt Hua make a move?"

"Isn't she already making a move?"

"Oh, yes, that'......"

"Are you finished?"

The girl drooped her head, her face full of innocence.

"Aunt Hua has made a move, even if you don't make a move, let me go out to breathe! "The red-robed girl was extremely aggrieved.

The young woman did not speak, but picked up a red folding fan with a length of more than a foot and hung gold spikes on the side of the table, and with a flick of her wrist, the folding fan spread out like a sunset, and with a wave of her arm, it was considered to be abandoned.

When the girl reacted, the folding fan had already been put back in its place, and she looked at it in a daze, not knowing what was happening.

"What are you doing in a daze?" the young woman began to embroider again, "Haven't I already done it?

"Huh?" the girl flickered, stunned on the spot.

At this time.

I don't know that the turbulent Tianshui that stretches for thousands of miles actually rises up for no reason, the terrifying waves hit the sky, too many innocent fish and shrimp fall into the land of Liuzhou, and the two extremely fast streamers are separated by the terrifying waves on the south bank of Tianshui, and the streamers stop for a moment, and the waves stop.

The streamer wanted to move forward again, but was blocked by a hundred and ten dead trees behind the terrifying waves.

"Two, please leave. On the shore of Tianshui, a woman's voice came.

......

"Is there no one in the west?" asked Fang Tiangang.

"There is only the cicada forest in the west, and the cicada forest only has no sex, and the asexual only wants to defeat your master, and will not come from the west. Fang Tiangang said.

"Reasonable. Bai Ke shook his head and smiled, he knew that his master was really unwilling to deal with these troubles, how could this person not know whether to live or die to challenge the tomb at that time.

"He's waking up. Fang Tiangang looked at the little beggar lying against the tree.

Bai Keheping glanced at each other, nodded to Fang Tiangang, and then stepped on the dust of the little Taoist priest and turned into a streamer and went away.

Zhang San only felt dizzy, his whole body was weak, and he was very cold, and after regaining consciousness and barely moving, he forcibly struggled to get up, remembering what had just happened.

But a voice interrupted his memory.

"You're awake. ”

Zhang San looked up and found that it was the fortune teller of that day, and he was immediately angry.

"What have you done to me!" he cried, but he was too weak to be intimidating.

"You are the reincarnation of the Demon Venerable. "Fortune tellers get straight to the point.

"What kind of Demon Venerable reincarnation? I think it's you who bow your head to me!" Zhang San didn't want to think, his head hurt, anyway, he hadn't experienced anything good since the fortune teller fooled him into wearing the ring.

"That monstrous black gas on your body...... Will you not know?" the fortune teller had a serious expression, staring at Zhang San's eyes.

Zhang San's heart was empty, he naturally knew, and the voice had been lingering in his dreams.

"If you don't resolve it, you will be dead! In the future, if you awaken as a Demon Venerable, the whole world will rise up and kill you, and then you will be the enemy of the whole world!" the fortune teller lowered his voice, and a hoarse and low roar came out of his throat.

The young beggar sat there in a daze, his heart beating wildly, his brain blank, not knowing what to do.

"I can help you!" said the fortune teller at the right time.

"How can you help me?" Zhang Sanyu hesitated.

"Show you the way, find a way, and wipe out the darkness in your heart!" The fortune teller's expression was serious, "As long as he dies in your body, no one will know that you are the reincarnation of the Demon Venerable, and you can still live in peace!"

"But I can't get rid of ......"

"Yes, you can! He's just awakened, you can nip him in the bud!"

"He's so scary, I don't know ......"

"There is a pure view in the country of ten years, and there is a scripture called "Wuwei Qingjing Sutra" in the view, which can make you calm, not angry or angry, when you practice, it is no matter how big the darkness is, you can't help it!"

"I can't go to the country of Xun, and I can't even cultivate that scripture!"

"You can! You can't, you can't, you want to suppress the Demon Venerable, you have to kill him!"

"......"

"You don't want to?!" The fortune teller's eyes seemed to have thousands of thunderbolts, and Zhang San's heart was shocked.

"He ......" Zhang San only said half a sentence, he didn't want to say any more, what he wanted to say was - he is the only person in this world who is willing to help me, and I don't want him to die.

"Do you want to be killed by the crowd? Or do you want to become a demon venerable and destroy the living beings? There are good thoughts in people's hearts, right? You don't want to do that. The fortune teller was kind and seductive, and his tone softened.

"I ......" Zhang San felt that his arm was a little numb, and moved slightly, but a porcelain vase fell out of his arms and rolled to the ground, he looked at the porcelain vase, but what he saw was the voice and smile of a certain girl in Liuzhou, and his heart was tense.

"Yes, I don't want to. He said.

"That's it!" the fortune teller slapped his thigh, "You go, I'll give you some coils!"

Zhang San bowed his head and was silent, but tears flowed from his eyes.

"What's wrong?" asked the fortune teller.

"Since I was a child, I have been a beggar, without a father or mother, without a support, I have survived to this day, I have suffered many insults and scolding, I don't remember, I dare not remember, their faces are like knives, and when I think of it, it is pain. The little beggar curled up his body, his head resting on his knees, and hugging him in a ball.

"We steal, we ask for things, and sometimes we even grab things, we can't help it, we are hungry. ”

"It is not easy for us to live to this day, we are not relatives, but we depend on each other, better than relatives. ”

"When we were eight years old, we did as the storyteller told us on the street, and in order to celebrate, we snatched a chicken leg from a little girl on the side of the road, and we took it after watching her take a bite. Zhang San's voice was choked, but he could feel that he was trying to stay calm, "Her mother followed her, but there were a lot of us, and she had no choice but to shout loudly to protect the little girl." ”

"It was the most fragrant thing I've ever eaten in my life, and each of the thirteen of us ate a bite, down to the bones. ”

"From then on, I was always woken up by the smell of fragrant chicken legs in my dreams, but I woke up with painful hunger, but we never robbed or stole anything from the little girl, and I will never forget her cries, tears, and helpless and frightened eyes, and she just lay on her mother's arms, watching the chicken leg that we had snatched away. ”

The sticky dirt suddenly dripped a few bits of red, and the little beggar was clutching his arm with all his strength, and his five fingers ripped off a large piece of flesh, and the blood gathered along his elbow before dripping to the ground.

"Actually, the porridge and wowotou in Sister Qiu's house are also very delicious, and you can still eat enough, hehe. Zhang San smiled with tears in his eyes, excusing his heart.

"But then the monkey died, and he died in front of me, and I couldn't protect him, and my hands and feet were broken by them, and I was so desperate and miserable. But he suddenly came out and said to me, 'I can help you!'" Zhang San raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened, his eyes bulged out a lot, and tears kept flowing from his eyes, but he smiled, like a madman, "Did you hear that? He said he could help me!"

"I haven't been helped by anyone!"

"And then ...... I met a little girl, she was very good-looking, she looked good when she smiled, she looked good without laughing, she bought medicine for me, she also helped me with medicine, bought me buns...... That was the first time I had eaten whole, hot, meat-filled buns. ”

"But I was killed by her family, and I don't know why. ”

"Or is he ...... It was he who brought me back to life, and I can still remember the fear and pain when the cold knife cut my throat, I was so scared!"

"Then it rained heavily, not long ago, and when I returned to the ancestral hall where I was staying, I saw that my companions were all dead, and they were floating in the stagnant water in the courtyard, and the whole courtyard was stained red!

"Is there only a demon in this world who can help me?!Isn't it?!" Zhang San jumped up like a madman, grabbing the fortune teller's shoulder, his eyes were cracked, and his nails were embedded in the latter's shoulder, "You speak...... Isn't it?!"

"So what is your choice?" the fortune teller's eyes were hollow, never showing any fluctuations, and his tone was the same, "unwilling to erase him?"

Zhang San seemed to be infected by the fortune teller's emotions, and also calmed down, he let go of his hand, bent down to pick up the small porcelain bottle, and carefully put it into his arms.

"No, I do. Zhang San gritted his teeth, "I want to believe her." ”

"Then there are many people in this world who can help you. The fortune teller laughed and patted Zhang San's thin shoulder.

Zhang San sat down against the tree again, he was too tired and really had no strength.

"After a month of pure contemplation, we will start to accept disciples, and you will rush there now, and it will be too late. ”

"But the name has to be changed, and it can't be called Zhang San anymore. ”

"How do you know my name is Zhang San?"

"Hey, what do I do!"