Although the rain is widespread, it is sterile and rootless grass, and the Dharma is boundless and difficult for people who are not good.

My Buddha has the great compassion of Guanyin Bodhisattva Pudu sentient beings, and there is also the angry eye Vajra immovable King Wanjun Thunder. It is the so-called Shura knife in hand, and the Dharma field proves Bodhi.

Du Yunyong listened to the cause and effect of Shuang'er's story, shook his head and said to Shuang'er: "After experiencing this, you should know that you can't trust anyone easily, and what a coincidence it is to be able to save you this time." When I see your grandmother, you grandparents and grandchildren will come and stay with me first. ”

"Brother Du Yunyong, thank you, Shuang'er remembered, but Shuang'er can't trouble you anymore if he has hands and feet. Shuang'er wiped away her tears and said strongly.

"That's it, it's good if you want to support yourself, in the future, you will help clean my house, and if you usually have guests coming, you will help pour a glass of water, how about it. Du Yunyong looked at Shuang'er and said with a smile.

"Okay, I will listen to my brother's arrangement in the future. Shuang'er was very happy. She felt that being with Du Yunyong and serving tea and water was the happiest thing in the world.

Since Shuang'er's parents disappeared, the world of Nuoda can no longer accommodate this teenage girl.

After settling Shuang'er and his grandmother in the mansion sent by Han Song, Du Yunyong went to the gambling house to find Han Song. After all, they have known each other for a short time and have helped so much, and Du Yunyong also recognized this friend in his heart.

Du Yunyong thought to himself, before in the Luohong Courtyard, Han Song hurried back to the gambling house, there should be something urgent. Let's see if we can do something for ourselves.

In the back hall of the auspicious gambling house, Han Song sat with Mr. Bookkeeper and some henchmen. Everyone's expressions were very solemn, and some of his subordinates said that Du Yunyong was coming.

Du Yunyong entered the back hall, saw everyone's sad faces, and asked puzzledly, "Brother Han, is something wrong?"

Han Song sighed and said, "Brother Du is now our own person, Mr. Chen, you talked to Brother Du. “

Mr. Chen is the bookkeeper of the gambling house, who is slightly older than Han Song, and everyone in the gambling house respectfully calls him Mr. Chen.

"Now that there are swords and soldiers, it is difficult for our small Qingyang Town to stay out of it. All the shops in our Qingyang Town, including the Jixiang Gambling House, will add another 20% of the profits from next month to the sect behind us. Mr. Chen said helplessly

Du Yunyong just joined Jixiang Gambling House, and he didn't know the inside story, but he also saw that everyone seemed to be greatly affected by this incident.

Han Song saw that Du Yunyong didn't understand what was going on, so he sighed and said with a wry smile: "Eh, blame me, I haven't had time to tell Brother Du about some things yet." Our entire Qingyang Town belongs to the sphere of influence of an Immortal Cultivation Sect called the Agni Sect. The town said that there were shops that not only had to pay 10% of the tax to the government every month, but also had to pay 30% to the sect. Now that there is a war, it has increased by 20%, and I am afraid that our days will be tight in the future. “

When Du Yunyong heard the Immortal Cultivator Sect, he raised his eyebrows, and in his previous life, he had also seen some deeds of immortal cultivators in ancient books. In ancient times, not only did many ordinary people try their best to cultivate immortals, but even powerful emperors such as Qin Shi Huang were looking for ways to cultivate immortals, wanting to live forever.

Now that there are sects composed of immortal cultivators in this world, it seems that there are many immortal cultivators in this world and they have a long history.

"Brother Han, we have to be more careful about the situation now, in case the forces of other Qingyang Town are in turmoil and annex some other industries. Du Yunyong said thoughtfully in his heart.

"Well, what Brother Du said is reasonable, the profit has gone sixty percent, and many people with a heart should not be able to sit still. Xiaohu informed the brothers, you have been more careful recently, and you have worked hard to go to the Evil Tiger Gang to invite my eldest brother Han Feng to come over and stay for a few days. “

Xiaohu nodded yes, turned around and left to run errands.

The Evil Tiger Gang is a gang, and Han Song's eldest brother is a leader in the gang. Some of these relationships can establish a foothold in this Qingyang Town to open a gambling house.

"Brother Han, the younger brother also has a younger sister at home, and now there is a mansion given by the eldest brother in the town, and the younger brother wants to go home and pick up his sister. Du Yunyong had this idea for a long time, but it was only delayed until now because of the double forehead matter.

"Brother, go and come back quickly, tomorrow my eldest brother has something to discuss with you. “

"Thank you, big brother, little brother will be back tonight. “

Say goodbye and leave.

Du Yunyong rented a carriage in the town and arrived at Yunni Village an hour later.

Du Yunshu was overjoyed to learn that her brother had a house to live in the town and a job.

After a simple tidying up, Du Yunyong took Du Yunshu and the wrapped Tai'a Jian back to Qingyang Town in a carriage.

The sunset is as beautiful as a dream, and the remnant sun is bright red like blood. Due to the war, Qingyang Town was taxed by the Immortal Cultivation Sect behind him at zero hour. The forces in the town are surging.

In the courtyard of the house more than 200 meters north of the auspicious gambling house, Du Yunyong, Du Yunshu, Shuang'er and Shuang'er's grandmother gathered around for dinner.

Four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables, the four of them are happy, as if they are a family. Shuang'er is the same year as Du Yunshu, slightly older than Du Yunshu, and the two sisters are commensurate and get along very well.

Shuang'er's grandmother thanked Du Yunyong again and again, and Du Yunyong said lightly that meeting is fate, everyone takes care of each other like a family, and there is no one who thanks whom.

Early the next morning, before the arrival of Mao, Du Yunyong went to the Jixiang Gambling House to order Mao. Before arriving at the door of the auspicious gambling house, Du Yunyong felt that something was wrong. There were sounds of fighting and some energy fluctuations from inside. Du Yunyong hid by the wall and looked at the door of the Jixiang Gambling House. I found that there were two big men lying in a pool of blood at the door, it was none other than the two big men who usually guarded the door.

Du Yunyong's heart tightened, feeling that something might have happened to Han Song's forces, Han Song was not thin on himself, and he couldn't stand by at this moment.

Du Yunyong took a deep breath and flew towards his residence. He has to go back to get the Tai'a Sword, otherwise he will suffer a little loss when he is empty-handed.

When he went home, he instructed Du Yunshu and the others to close the door tightly and hide in the hidden place of the house, so that they could not show up unless they came back. After speaking, he took out the money bag on his body and handed it to Shuang'er's grandmother, and said to Du Yunshu and the others: "If I can't come back tonight, you will pretend to be a beggar and follow Shu'er back to Yunni Village early tomorrow morning. ”

After speaking, Du Yunyong bowed to Shuang'er's grandmother and said, "Shu'er will please leave it to grandma." Then he turned and picked up his sword and left.

Du Yunshu shouted "brother" loudly, and wanted to stop Du Yunyong, but was stopped by Shuang'er and Shuang'er's grandmother. Shuang'er and his grandmother both knew that Du Yunyong had taken refuge in a force in the town, and now he may not be able to survive alone. I can only pray that Du Yunyong will come back safely.

Du Yunyong raised his breath and performed the light skill "Yan Without a Trace", like a silent swallow, he came to the door of the auspicious gambling house, and killed the two big men who were guarding the door with a sword. Du Yunyong flew into the gambling house, only to see corpses lying on the ground.

At this moment, Han Song's loud scolding came from the back hall of the gambling house: "Fat Chen, you are a coward, you are a kind of one-on-one with me, don't think that I am afraid of you if you invite an immortal cultivator." ”

"Hahaha, are you stupid, still single-handed, Immortal Master Peng gave him a little bit of power. A fat man with a fat brain said

There was a loud bang. Du Yunyong saw that the white-haired old man, who was called an immortal master by the fat man, controlled a flying sword and smashed a stone table in the back hall.

Du Yunyong had never seen such a scene, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although the guns in the previous life were more powerful than this flying sword. But the flying sword was so powerful under the old man's manipulation that it still shocked Du Yunyong.

Han Song's face also showed a look of horror, and the bookkeeper on the side said in Han Song's ear: "Shopkeeper, this immortal master can manipulate flying swords, obviously more than three layers in the qi refining period, or don't give in first, wait for your eldest brother to come over." ”

Han Song shook his head and said, "Fat Chen has killed so many of my brothers, if I give in today and let go of the gambling house, it will be nothing, but my brothers will probably be cold." ”

Thinking of this, Han Song's face showed a fierce look, he took a deep breath and shouted: "Kill my brother, and pay for the blood debt." With that, he drew his twin swords, leaped forward, and rushed towards the immortal master.

The bookkeeper sighed, grabbed Xiaohu who wanted to follow Han Song and said, "The shopkeeper's ability is only the enemy of the immortal cultivators below the third layer of the Qi refining period, and now the battle is more auspicious, you take advantage of the chaos to escape from the back door, go to the shopkeeper's eldest brother Han Feng, and avenge us!"

Xiaohu's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, he panted and shook his head and said, "No, I'm going to die with my eldest brother." ”

"Smack", Mr. Svenwen's bookkeeper slapped Xiaohu in the face, and then kicked him to the point and scolded: "Get out." ”

Xiaohu saw that many of his good brothers on weekdays were now in a pool of blood, and his eldest brother Han Song was also in danger, got up, and ran to the back door crying.

A single knife relies on the hand, and a double knife relies on walking. Han Song's practice is already the hard kung fu on his legs, and the cooperation with the weapons and knives in his hands is even more impenetrable.

Han Song's double knife dance opened and closed, and the momentum was like a tiger descending the mountain. It's just that the immortal master's flying sword is very tricky, specially designed for the vital part of the human body, and the material is very unusual.

Han Song stepped on the drunken wind step, and the two swords closely cooperated with one attack and one defense, and he wanted to rush to the immortal master's body for hand-to-hand combat, so that he could have a chance of winning. It's just that the flying sword wrapped tightly around Han Song as if it had eyes, making it difficult for Han Song to get close to the immortal master by half a step. accidentally left a wound on Han Song's body.

Everyone in the back hall was scuffled together, blood splattered, broken limbs fell in all directions, and the shouts of killing continued. Even the bookkeeper who seemed to be a weak scholar copied the guy and fought with the other party, seeing that his martial arts were not much worse than Han Song.

Du Yunyong hid in the shadows, seeing that the enemy was numerous, and that the immortal master suppressed Han Song, the situation was very unfavorable to the Jixiang Gambling House.

Suddenly, with a "bang", Han Song's Xuantie battle knife was completely cut off by the flying sword. Immediately afterwards, the flying sword stabbed towards Han Song's heart.