Chapter 13 The Roots of Famous Artists
If you can abandon the evil of the whole world, the Dou Yi people are willing to chant for them to live, if they are not contaminated with dust, they can make their faces as beautiful as before, who is willing to work and run around.
The misty smoke, ethereal like water, drifted into the thatched house between wisps and wisps.
The sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping came intermittently, and a faint bloody breath invited the breath between them in the rain, without any warning and preparation, only to see that Dou Yiren and Mu Zimin immediately took out a jet-black pill from their pockets and put it into their lips, Mo Wuwu, and Mo Wuwen's parents, as well as the virtuous Mo Wuwen Niangzi "beautiful lotus", fell softly on the ground and on the soil kang, and the black bloody breath on the corner of the mouth was mixed with the sour smell, and the fresh air at home was contaminated.
Mother Piaoyu looked up at Mo Wuwen, whose eyes were red, and she walked out of the door after saying "go out and talk".
Looking at the lifeless compound outside the door, I couldn't help but say, come out! Don't let your mother rain and invite you.
I saw a woman slowly walking out against the side wall of the thatched house, not who Lin Zhi was, but there was still a trace of delicate air there. Cold as ice in the midst of indifference.
Mother Piaoyu looked at her for a long time, and said, "The sound of the Hidden Dragon Villa is still not the life of the mother Piaoyu, I heard that the Hidden Dragon Villa has a team between wandering and panic and disorder, and they have a name called what scorpions, centipedes, spiders and praying mantises", you must be the scorpion of this team!
I saw Lin Cheng looking at the mouth of the people of Muzi for a long time, and his depressed accent spit out a few heavy and low tones, "The monks of the Buddhist temple are really all out of their families, and the only few remaining Resurrection Pills are with your mother!"
Lin to only shoot once, whether it is successful or not, Lin to have nothing to do with the sheep and sheep family, one person to do things, one person to do things, hope that the owner of the rain village will deal with Lin Cheng. Lin was punished without complaint.
Mother Piaoyu looked at Lin Zhi's pretentious performance, and said, I heard that the scorpion and the spider are twin sisters, inseparable, how about it, do you still need Piaoyu to kill the last one first?
I still really think that Mom Piaoyu is a little silly and cute, and anyone can lie and lie for fun.
I saw that on the side wall of the thatched house, a more delicate woman appeared in front of the corner, wearing a purple dress and colorful cloth shoes. With a little worry in the haze in his eyes, the red bean cocked his nose, and suddenly a mouthful of dark lips and eyebrows were delicate. I can't help but look at the bewitching and beautiful that you will never forget for life, the thin waist that Yingying holds, the uneven and orderly chest and hips, unique, she is the only one. It's just that there is an intuition that there are thorns all over the body, which makes the people of Mu Zimin can't help but take a few steps back. There are some temperaments that cannot be seen, but they do exist between them.
Mother Piaoyu opened her mouth and said, "God has the virtue of a good life, Mama Piaoyu has not killed for more than ten years, whether it is right or wrong, let you two sisters and Dou Yiren, oh, the dust nun nun, accompany you to old age soon, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, and also atone for the Mo Wuwen family and pray for their next life."
Mo Wuwen, you think it's good, if you don't agree, it's okay to follow your wishes. They are all hard-working people struggling to survive in the land of right and wrong!
When Mo Wuwen spoke, he knelt in front of the door of the thatched house, "The sky has eyes, a disaster, disappearing in front of the eyes of Wuwen, there is no Tibetan Sword Villa, the great cause of the owner of the Floating Rain Village, the foundation of ten thousand years, if there is a heinous crime." Mo Wuwen is a demon in the eyes of the world, but in the heart of ignorance, it is the source of evil for his comrades-in-arms and his family. ”
In fact, if there is no Mo Wuwen, maybe the ninety-nine comrades-in-arms and their families can live a good life without worry, just because the unheard disaster star is destined to commit the root of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star. , I saw Mo Wuwen's head ringing three times, his head broke and blood flowed, and suddenly, a cake of broken swords pierced out from behind Mo Wuwen's chest, and bright red blood sprayed out, and a picture was frozen at this time. A few faint gasps like thunder echoed in the ears of several people, fluttering.
After being silent for a long time, she said softly: "Fight for fame and fortune, fight for walls and land, who suffers, who is tired, ordinary people's homes, eat and drink, good land and rain, drink water to make a living." Sacrificed between grudges and fights. For a better future, Tibetan Sword Villa painted a beautiful picture, for the ancestors in the Tibetan Sword Villa before a little favor from the people of Zangjian Villa, several lives are still remembering the repayment, after death, there is still a need for the kindness of the mother Piaoyu, if there is really kindness, then is the mother Piaoyu owes you. ”
The mother was in the rain, like the head of the aftermath, and continued to pick up the sword, drawing a circle between the fence courtyard, five feet in circumference, and the five rings were connected into a large circle.
Mother Piaoyu took out the tip of Mo Wuwen's sword and half of the sword body from Mo Wuwen's body, and said: "For the sake of glory, I will follow you with glory, and go on the road with peace of mind." ”
In the blink of an eye, in the courtyard, there are several round graves, and a wooden door panel in the middle is engraved with a few scribbled handwriting, "Mo Wuwen and his family rest in peace". However, the font is self-existent, a few strokes fluttering, a few strokes are between sharp and tough, and they do have the roots of famous artists when matched with each other.
Mother Piaoyu bent down and bowed, clasped her hands together, nodded three times in the wine bag, fluttering and sprinkling, dumping and in front of the grave, not a single drop remained.
Right and wrong are only in a thought, but the person who comments can only understand it after a thousand years. Sacrifice is inevitable, but it shouldn't disappoint you, Muzi people, remember, when they kill the invaders, they will pick up the butcher's knife, they are all tough guys of the dynasty, the foundation of the country.
The Yiren want to go back? Mother Piaoyu, since the two of them follow the Yiren, when the Yiren see that their evil spirit is not exhausted, they still don't need to put down their sword fighting skills, but don't use the poison in the future, okay?
Yiren see that you know how to repay your kindness, there is no shortage of good roots, and people's hearts have good and bad points, but the sword lies in the person who holds the sword, and you see that you like purple clothes, and you will be called "Ziying" in the future, and she likes cyan clothes, so it is called "Qingsuo"! Change your name and place, be a new person, be a real self, be chivalrous and righteous, shine, and not waste your trouble, the owner of the rain village, and you have the opportunity to start again, you must learn to cherish and be grateful.