The sound of night rain kept ringing outside the window.

Tang An was breathing in the room with his eyes closed, the momentum on his body kept rising, and there was a vague appearance of breaking through the golden pill, in the bottle in front of Tang An, the aura kept drilling into Tang An's body, Tang An's eyes suddenly opened, and the momentum on his body was collected into his body.

Tang An laughed, looked at himself, felt the golden pill in the dantian in his body, Tang An jumped up and down excitedly, suddenly, a baby's cry appeared in the rain outside the house, Tang An was stunned for a moment, sat cross-legged, and used the realm he had just promoted to perceive the movement of the outside world.

Tang An opened his eyes, his eyebrows showed suspicion, he took an umbrella from the corner of the wall, pushed open the door and walked out of the house, except for the sound of rain hitting the bluestone on the bluestone street, there was no other movement on the bluestone street, Tang An's footsteps quietly broke this sound, Tang An frowned, the baby's cry in his ears has not weakened, on the contrary, with the direction of his own walking, the sound is getting louder and louder, which makes Tang An a little uneasy.

Tang An followed the cry out of the city, flying low at altitude with his sword, and when he reached a ravine, Tang An stopped, put his hand on the dirt, an earthy yellow line between his eyebrows shone brightly, Tang An put his mind between the dirt, looking for the source of this sound, and soon Tang An found it.

Tang An raised his palm and flew towards the east, Tang An finally found a cave, Tang An frowned, at this moment the voice in Tang An's ears was about to burst his eardrums, Tang An endured it, gritted his teeth and walked towards the cave.

In the cave, a baby girl was lying on the stone slab with her whole body clean and crying loudly, Tang An was shocked to the ground by the sound, and slowly crawled onto the baby girl, and just when Tang An touched the baby girl, the voice in Tang An's ears suddenly disappeared, and the baby girl no longer cried, but held Tang An's fingers and grinned and smiled.

......

"You mean that the baby girl is a worker?" Ren Bujian leaned against the door, looked at the old man, and said with a smile:

"You're Tang An, can you explain the current situation? What's going on with the Witch God and you outside? Why are you bound here by that guy called the Witch God? Forget it, trouble, you make a long story short. ”

Tang An paused, swallowed his saliva, and continued to say in a hoarse voice:

"When I picked up Conggong, I knew that she was not an ordinary child, but when I brought her back to the sect, there was no Shinto residue detected from her, and there was only aura, at that time, I was scared, afraid that she would be absorbed by the people in the sect into aura, so at that time I took her out of the sect and wanted to go to Beihai to live a secluded life. ”

"According to what you said, although the two-hundred-year-old Jin Dan is not very powerful, it is not bad, it should not be difficult for you to become a deacon and ask for a position, right? Jian Sui interjected:

"And why is it that only you, a little Jin Dan, can hear her cry? What kind of city of yours should also be managed by a certain sect, a sect that can gain a foothold within a hundred years and can have a 'city', the sect master must at least be at the peak of the Breaking Realm, such a person can't hear it, but you can hear it?"

Tang An stared at Jian Sui, swallowed his saliva again, and said slowly:

"I don't know why, it's just that I just broke through at that time, and the aura around me entered my body, and I heard her cry, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't be crying in the accident world, as for why you're afraid, I don't think you two will know, you won't understand how much pressure the monks below are to survive, right?

Ren Bujian stretched out his hand and used the sword spike to shut up, and then looked at Tang An:

"We believe in you, whether it's a peculiar job or something else, we can't verify it, and I don't want to verify it, I just want to confirm one thing, you have the knife I need, right?"

Tang An was silent, just staring at Ren Buji, Ren Bujian stretched out his hand to Jian Sui, the latter frowned, the corners of Ren Buji's mouth moved slightly, and Jian Sui looked even more puzzled.

"Sword!" Ren shouted.

"You're cheap, slut!" pouted, hugging the sword in his arms tighter.

"Who scolded you! I want a sword! My Yue Hua is still with your young lady!"

Jian Sui glared at Ren Buji, hit the sword in his arms on Ren Buji's hand, beat the latter to a gasp, and said angrily:

"Then you just say no! The sword qi is really blind, and people like you are stained with Miss Lu's light. ”

Ren Buji's hand was in pain, but he still clenched the scabbard, took the sword in his hand, threw it into the other hand, shook the hand vigorously, looked at the sword spike sadly, and muttered:

"I have..."

"Ha?!" Jian Sui looked at Ren Buji, the latter had a cheap smile on his face, patted the hilt with his sword, squeezed his eyes to look at Jian Sui, and said shyly:

"I have Lu Jiu, alas! The two are happy! She has it, alas! I will have it too, but you are at least a grandmother in her fifties but not! Hey, hey!" Jian Sui didn't wait for Ren Buru to finish speaking, and directly punched Ren Buru's face, the latter turned around slightly, then dodged the punch, and pulled out the sword with the hilt, and when he turned halfway, Ren Bujian stopped his body, the blade of the sword against Tang An's neck, and looked down condescendingly at this ancient-looking old man.

Jian Sui withdrew his fist, thought about Mo Lai and Li Zilai, his fist couldn't help but clench tighter, and said to himself:

"Like gathers!"

"This is called a group, and besides, those two are half as chic as me, you look at Li Zilai's drunkard appearance, and then look at that..." Ren Bujian suddenly stopped talking, Jian Sui frowned, looking at Ren Buji, who smiled and waved his hand, and continued to stare at Tang An:

"Well, let's talk about the conditions, I don't want to hear your story, the interest that just suddenly arose is gone, and I just want to know about the knife now. ”

"Help me untie my bonds, and I'll take you to find a knife. Tang An replied.

"Refreshing!" Ren Buji's hand rose and fell, and the earthy yellow energy around Tang An and Tang An's right arm were all cut off by Ren Buji's sword.

Ren Bujian shook the sword in his hand, put it back into the scabbard, clapped his hands, and sneered at Tang An, who was already able to move and cover his bleeding broken arm:

"This is a small punishment for you for deceiving me, all right, my dear companion, go. ”

Tang An's face was covered in cold sweat, and he stumbled up, the broken arm on his right was blocked by the aura, and it no longer bled out, Tang An picked up the broken right arm and nodded at Ren Buji, who got out of the way and let him pass, and then the two followed behind Tang An.

"You're very similar to him, both are smiling tigers. Jian Sui followed Ren Buru and whispered.

Ren Buji had a smile on his face and put his hand against Jian Sui's lips, "It's not like oh, he will show his fangs unscrupulously, and I won't show these in front of my important people." ”

Jian Sui's eyelids jumped slightly, the corners of Ren Unru's mouth hooked, and Jian Sui glared at Ren Buru, this bastard.

"The knife doesn't exist in reality, and you have to do one thing if you want to get it. Tang An walked in front and said to Ren Buji, who looked around and the way to the altar.

"What's the matter?" Ren asked.

Tang An was silent for a while, and the three of them walked to the altar, Tang An pointed to the gold-lacquered statue in the distance, and said with a faint look in his eyes: "Destroy this thing." ”

Ren Buru seemed to be smiling, his eyes narrowed slightly, Tang An continued:

"This is not a god, it is something that should not be in this world, it is that it has changed the servant, it has imprisoned me there and created another one that I have been cheating on, and if the knife you want is not found in the village, then the only possibility is on it. ”

Ren Buru crossed his arms, drew his sword again, walked to the altar step by step, and finally stood in front of the gold lacquer statue, holding the sword high, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the shrine and the gold lacquer statue in it were divided into two by Ren Buru from top to bottom.

......

Mo Lai lay on the bamboo chair, curled up, fell asleep, although the villagers below were asked to leave by Mo Lai, but no one left, all stood in front of Mo Lai, respectfully looked at Mo Lai's sleeping face, did not dare to speak, and even the sound of breathing was very light.

Mo Lian took off his pink and white coat, revealing his sleeveless white middle coat, and the two white jade hands gently covered Mo Lai's body, Mo Lian looked at Mo Lai with a smile, gently dialed Mo Lai's Liuhai behind his ears, and then hugged Mo Lai, the old man frowned, stretched out his bones and pointed at Mo Lian, who bent down slightly:

"Old man, sir, he's very tired these days and needs to go in and rest. ”

The old man thought about it, took the bone back, Mo Lian bent down again to express his gratitude, Mo Lian found that the villagers had no intention of leaving, remembered what Mo Lai had just done, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Old man, go back and rest, sir, he will never get up before sunrise. ”

The old man was silent, just sat on the ground, muttered to himself again, and the same was true of the surrounding villagers, Mo Lian sighed in his heart, no longer admonished, and was just about to enter the door, when he saw Conggong and Jian Yuxi holding hands and pushing the door out.

Mo Lian smiled and nodded at the two of them, then entered the house, let go of Jian Yuxi's hand, ran to the old man who was sitting cross-legged, and sat cross-legged with the old man, Jian Yuxi showed his white teeth to the worker, and the latter returned with a bright smile, and then watched Jian Yuxi enter the room.

"Worker. The old man stared at the room.

Looking at the old man's face, the latter continued:

"Do you like that girl?"

The worker nodded and said happily:

"I like Sister Yuxi, but I don't know if Sister Yuxi likes me or not. Speaking of the back worker's voice, it was obviously a little quieter.

After pausing for a moment, the old man turned his face to the servant and smiled the same kindly:

"That's good, if you like it, hold on to it, and our little worker is so cute, that girl will definitely like you. ”

"Hmm. The worker replied, then yawned.

The old man put his hand on the head of the servant and said softly:

"When you're tired, go to sleep. ”

The worker rubbed his eyes, followed the old man's hand, and rested his head on the old man's lap, and after a while, he made a slight snoring sound.

The girls who had just served Molai behind them were also lying on the bodies of their important people at this moment, and entered their own sweet dreams.

The moonlight is falling.

Mo Lian snuggled by the window, looking at Mo Lai who was sleeping on his lap, his face was slightly red.

The girl followed the moonlight, picked up the pink and white hair, and gently kissed the Dan lips on Mo Lai's face, and then the girl quickly returned to its original state, and the original reddish face was a little hot at the moment, and the silver white light gauze covered the girl's hair, covering the man's sleeping face, and the girl's Dan lips opened slightly:

"May Mo Lian always be by my husband's side until death. ”