The morning sun has risen in mid-air, and the early spring sun is shining softly, faintly scorching a little hot.

The young man in sackcloth ran all the way, and when he ran to the broken temple in the west of the city, he was already red and panting, beads of sweat were beading on his forehead, and his body was trembling slightly from exhaustion.

This is still three months of recuperation, if it is a weak appearance that can't even eat enough a year ago, I am afraid that at this time I can only sit on the ground and gasp, and I can't even stand.

After a few breaths, the young man raised his head and looked at the ruined temple.

Most of the wall in front of me has collapsed, and the broken temple with barren grass is the "broken temple in the west of the city" in the mouth of Fei Da idiot.

It is said to be a broken temple, but in fact it is a Taoist temple itself, but the broken temple is more pleasant, and people call it like this.

Naturally, the illiterate villagers did not care about the difference between temples and Taoist temples.

Twenty years ago, when it was still a peaceful era, there was also a flourishing of incense here, and the Taoist who lived in the group would divinate fortune tellers and alchemy preachers, and heard the old people in the village say that the Taoist people in this temple practiced good hand medicine, and had the miraculous effect of rejuvenation of the wonderful hands.

It was only later that the war raged and the war spread to the border towns, and there was really no ration in the view, so the Taoists left.

Some people also said that in fact, that group of Taoists had long had the idea of leaving, not for anything else, but to save the common people who were injured by the war.

There is a saying that describes Taoism very well: return to the mountains and forests in prosperous times, and go down the mountain to save the world in troubled times.

I have heard the story of Taoist people being kind to others and saving people in this view, whether it is the current bell or the original bell ringing, and there is a sense of respect for the Taoist temple.

When I was a child, the children of the mud village liked to come here to mess around, Fei Dacheng also urinated on the broken statue of the Taoist temple, only Zhong Ming did not mess around, even if he came with his friends, he just stood in the courtyard and watched, and never overpassed.

My mother taught Zhong Ming, and the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring.

At first, Zhong Ming was frail and sickly, and when he was still in infancy, he suffered from malaria for several days, and his body was hot, and even the old doctor of Renji Pharmacy in the city shook his head and sighed, bluntly saying that this child was afraid that he would not survive.

The mother had no idea, and hugged Zhong Ming in swaddling clothes all day long to wash her face with tears, or Old Man Sun went to Guanzhong to ask for a water medicine stone, and fed Zhong Ming to let him get through.

In Zhong Ming's memory, his kind mother mentioned the great kindness of the Taoist masters in the Taoist temple in the west of the city more than once.

Although Zhong Ming at this time is no longer the original one, and he has never even seen his mother's face again, he has inherited the original Zhong Ming family's respect for the Taoist temple in his heart.

Just like now, after relieving his breath, he bowed his head to the ruined Taoist temple to show respect, and said in a deep voice: "There are many offenses today. ”

Raising his head again, the young man's eyes were already sharp, he tightened the cloth belt around his waist, tightened the cuffs, hid the folding knife in his arms, and strode towards the Taoist temple.

Although the walls of the Taoist temple have collapsed, the two solid wood gates are still alive, and the mottled yellow paint and floating nails on the door panel tell the past glory of the Taoist temple.

Walking to the door, the young man was not in a hurry to open the door, but leaned on the crack of the door and looked inside.

There is an ancient tree in the center of the Taoist temple, according to the old people in the village, it is thousands of years old, and no one can say how old it is, the wrinkled bark is as hard as a rock, and the old willow has just budded, and you can see a few touches of green between the branches.

The old people often say that Huai Lao has a spirit, and Liu Lao becomes a fine.

Usually, the surrounding villagers are very in awe of this old willow tree, and when the year is good, they will come to the Taoist temple to worship, but at this time, the people in the courtyard have no awe for the old willow tree.

I saw several half-grown teenagers tied to an old willow tree, facing outward, with their backs against the trunk, tied in a circle.

The man facing the door had a dark face, and he was tied to a tree and also looked like a rebellious man, staring at the fast catcher wearing a soap suit and carrying a horizontal knife in front of him, and his cruel eyes were like a hungry wolf, ready to bite and fight at any time.

The young man in Mai saw it clearly, and this person was Liang Yu.

Looking at his appearance, he knew that he was not convinced, just as Zhong Ming guessed, if he was given a chance, he would definitely have to fight hard with Wu Zhu.

There is resentment in his heart, there is always an opportunity, in front of him, Wu Yu quickly pasted to Liang Yu's side, and what he held in his hand was Liang Yu's cherished short knife, he patted Liang Yu's cheek with the back of the knife and said: "Little rabbit cub, planted in the hands of Lao Tzu, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, Lao Tzu can also let you shed your skin!"

Liang Yu stared at Wu Zhukuai coldly, opened his mouth and muttered something in a low voice, but because the voice was too small, Wu Zhukuai didn't hear it clearly.

Wu Zhuhai had to lean forward and listen, "Little rabbit cub, what are you muttering, you have to say it to Lao Tzu again!"

But what was waiting for him was not Liang Yu's cruel words, but Liang Yu's white teeth.

The black-faced young man suddenly leaned forward, opened his mouth to grab Wu Zhukuai's ear, and pulled it fiercely, accompanied by Wu Zhukuai's screams, Liang Yu already had a blurred piece of flesh in his mouth.

Liang Yu turned his head and spit out half of the ear in his mouth, spit out several saliva times, and his teeth were still stained with blood when he laughed.

He laughed loudly, spit on Wu Zhukuai's face, and said with a hideous expression: "I said, fuck you!"

The young man in Mai, who was still peeking at the door, secretly said that he was going to be bad, and he no longer had the heart to examine the situation, so he hurriedly pushed open the door and ran in.

The shaft of the solid wooden door made an unpleasant creak, but the screeching sound did not attract anyone's attention, and the people in the courtyard were already in chaos.

Wu Zhukuai's ears were torn off in half, and he was rolling on the ground with his ears covered, and the group of people in the city who followed Zhang Zhuzi around him were shouting around Wu Zhukuai, as noisy as a crow, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the bell that had just entered the door.

And Liang Yu and the others, who were tied up on the tree, were full of laughter, and they were not worried about Wu Zhukuai's next retaliation, shouting and scolding, while spitting on Wu Zhukuai's group of people.

Taking advantage of this chaotic scene, Zhong Ming took out a folding knife, ran quickly to the front of Lao Liu, and cut the hemp rope with the knife.

Seeing Zhong Ming's arrival, Liang Yu's eyes were first happy, then worried, and asked, "Brother Ming, why are you here?"

The black-faced young man knew that he had bitten off half of Wu Zhu's ear, he had already caused a monstrous disaster, and this disaster was by no means something that Zhong Ming or his Liang Ergou could afford.

There is no need for a reason to catch a quick kill, and now he has a bloody Liangzi, according to the group of people in the city who are rampant and domineering, and the character of the fish and meat township, if they don't kill the group of splashes in the mud village, they will never stop.

"Let's go, where are you going, the bunnies who killed a thousand knives!"

It was Wu Zhukuai who shouted, he was resentful in his heart, and the next sentence "rabbit cub" had already shouted a broken sound, sharp and piercing, wrapped in hatred that penetrated the bottom of people's hearts.

Wu Zhukuai behind him didn't know when he stood up, his hands were still covering his ears, and the blood couldn't stop flowing, dripping between his fingers.

Seeing Wu Zhukuai stand up, Liang Yu twisted his shoulders, picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground, stared at Wu Zhukuai, took a step forward, and protected Zhong Ming behind him.

Zhong Ming ignored it, didn't even look back, and continued to cut the rope, and there were five young people from the mud village tied to the tree.

A sonorous sound sounded, and Wu Yukuai, whose face was distorted, had already pulled out a horizontal knife from his waist, pointed it at Liang Yu, and scolded: "Dogs, grandpa wants to let you all die in this broken temple today!"

Such a scene is no longer what Zhong Ming expected, whether it is the land or the gold ingot, they can no longer buy their lives.

Behind him, Wu Yu screamed and slashed at Liang Yu, and the horizontal knife in his hand was glowing with coldness, breaking through the air.

Liang Yu didn't dare to be careless, let alone hard connection, there was only a broken stone in his hand, no matter how brave he was, he didn't dare to use the stone to catch the blade, so he could only look at the hole and throw the stone in his hand hard, hoping to delay Wu Yu for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Yu's lazy donkey rolled and dodged the oncoming blade in embarrassment.

He didn't dare to stop after dodging the knife, he quickly pouted his ass and got up, waiting for Wu Zhukuai's next attack.

Wu Zhu on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, and the stones forced him to retreat after retracting his knife, and his feet twisted again and again to avoid the stones that smashed into the door in front of him.

The two of them only made a move in an instant, and the people next to them also took action, and Zhang Lezi, who had a mustard scalp, shouted blindly and called five or six green skins to surround Zhong Ming and them, and surrounded the old willow tree, which had already blocked their way.

Zhong Ming had also cut all the hemp ropes, and the five teenagers from the mud village surrounded Zhong Ming, surrounding him and protecting him.

The young man with a missing front tooth beside Zhong Ming shouted loudly: "Mother's Xipi, fight with them, send Brother Ming out!"

"Missing teeth, protect Brother Ming, Lao Tzu will open the way for you with his fists, you must not let Brother Ming fold here!"

The tall and sturdy young man next to him took over the conversation, and after shouting, he clenched his huge fist and rushed towards Wu Yukuai.

In this terrible situation, the first thing that all the teenagers in the mud village thought of was to send Zhong Ming away, not how to protect themselves, in their hearts, protecting the safety of Mr. Zhong in the mud village was more important than their own lives.

Seeing that the sturdy young man rushed forward recklessly, Zhong Ming, who was anxious, opened his mouth and shouted: "Stone, you can't be reckless......"

But Zhong Ming's words were not finished, and the stone had already rushed to Wu Zhukuai, only to see Wu Zhukuai's knife fall quickly, and the cold blade slashed towards the neck of the stone, embedded in the neck of the stone like cutting tofu blocks.

Suddenly, blood gushed out, and Wu Yukuai's face was all over the place.

The stone in front of him was full of shock, he felt that his neck was a little heavy, and the strength of his whole body was lost, even so, the soft fist still wanted to hit Wu Yukuai's chest.

Only when he defeats Wu Chukuai can Brother Ming have a chance to escape.

No matter how big the fist that lost its strength was, it was useless, and the stone finally knelt down in front of Wu Zhukuai, and the half-broken neck twisted at a strange angle.

Wu Zhu quickly wiped the blood on his face, his face and chest were full of blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his or stone.

The horizontal knife was stuck in the spine of the stone, and Wu Zhukuai had to raise his leg and kick the corpse of the stone hard, and scolded in his mouth: "I don't know what a bad dog cub is, and I still want to be faster than Lao Tzu's knife?"

In the blink of an eye, a young man from the mud village died in front of everyone's eyes, and suddenly, there was a little more panic in the eyes of Zhang Lezi's group, and they slowly retreated, no longer having the courage to stop this group of madmen.

As a local snake in the city, Zhang Lezi usually oppresses honest people, but when he encounters ruthless people, he is really afraid from the bottom of his heart.

Today, his original intention was just to use Wu Zhukuai's prestige to collect the land payment of the mud village and make some money, who would have thought of seeing blood.

What's more, in this scene now, I am afraid that I have to fight for my life to become the winner.

Zhang Lezi and others, who were desperate for their lives, had already begun to retreat, and the two forces of war retreated.

Money is good, but it also has to be earned and spent.

On the other hand, Zhong Ming and the others were already red-eyed because of the death of the stone, Liang Yu clenched his fists fiercely, and the blood-stained canine teeth had already been bared out. Many times, Liang Yuxin has more teeth than the short knife in his hand, he has killed people, and used this pair of canine teeth to break the throat of some people.

The moment the canine teeth were exposed, it represented that Liang Yu's heart had risen to kill people.

Zhong Ming's hand was still raised, and his hand was weak to grasp the place where the stone had died, as if he wanted to grasp the stone's life.

In the end, Zhong Ming's hand could only be slowly withdrawn, holding the folding knife in his hand tightly, his eyes were bloodshot.

Human life is as fragile as grass mustard, and sometimes no rice paper is as resilient as a piece of rice paper.

Mai Boy's calm sanity had been gradually eroded by anger, and he used what little reason he had left to control himself from rushing towards the cruel catcher like a mad dog.

Squirming his lips, the Mai boy pushed the missing tooth next to him and said, "Run!"

The toothless and tearful eyes were a little confused, he didn't seem to hear Brother Ming'er's words clearly, and asked, "Brother Ming, what are you talking about?"

"I'll let you run! Run apart! No one is allowed to die!"

Zhong Ming's strength was even greater, pushing the missing tooth and staggering, while he sniffed himself, raised the folding knife horizontally, and rushed towards Wu Zhu quickly.

He wants to delay, can delay for a moment longer, Liang Heizi, the lack of teeth will increase the possibility of escaping successfully.

Zhong Ming's chest was already filled with vengeful anger, and he wanted to avenge the stone even more, so he personally inserted the folding knife into the neck of this fast catcher.