Ah Zhi was protected by God since he was a child, and he was free of illness all his life. Moreover, the art of self-absorption without a master absorbs the aura from the ignorance and unconsciousness to refine the body.

When Ah Zhi was seventeen years old, he already had the power of two tigers. If a monk bumps into him, he will find that he has completed his Qi cultivation and is one step away from the Yudan.

It was also when he was seventeen years old that he learned about his life from his mother.

It was a very cliché story, and it even sounded a little self-deprecating.

His father and mother, who have never met, are probably childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and later became relatives naturally.

One day not long after the wedding, it should be a lantern festival or a festival, and it is difficult for the two to go out. When the moon went down before the flower, he bumped into a famous bully in the town, and the bully was used to bullying men and women.

Actually, it's nothing, I think I'm unlucky, and it's okay if my mother is molested. It's just a few words of aggression, and then a few hand oils. Yes, there are a lot of pieces of meat, and the patience is over. Moreover, my father, who was afraid of things, did the same thing when he encountered such a situation before.

The problem was that at that time, my father didn't know which tendon was wrong, maybe he felt that after performing the conjugal ceremony, he changed from a boy to a man.

In short, he resisted.

In fact, it wasn't a rebellion, but he just said a few words to express his dissatisfaction, probably trying to be reasonable.

The bully got angry and gave him a push. He could probably imagine his father's weak appearance, when he was pushed down, and then the back of his head slammed into the protruding stone tip of the ground, and he whimpered for his life.

To put it bluntly, he is an unlucky and short-lived ghost.

When someone died, the matter was big, and the bully panicked, but soon he was born from the side of his guts, and took advantage of the fact that there were not many people on the road at night, so he simply did nothing to kill his mother.

Because she was pregnant, her mother's desire to survive was unexpectedly strong, and in short, the bully did not succeed.

Then, it's the escape and cliff jumping without dying......

Therefore, it is not false to say that Azhi has the blessing of God.

His mother's desire for revenge had long since faded, and although he had no feelings for his short-lived father, Ah Zhi still felt that he couldn't just leave it at that.

He managed to leave the deep valley.

After several inquiries, he found his father-killing enemy.

Then, kill him.

When blood splashed on his face, there was no joy or fear in his heart. It's like killing a pig.

If he could do it all over again, he wouldn't kill again. He regretted it, because from the time the man died, he clearly felt that the power that had sheltered him since childhood was gone.

It was like a sudden release of spirit, anger, and spirit, and Ah Zhi was sick for the first time, and the illness was like a mountain, fierce and abnormal.

It only took him three days to find people and kill people. He spent three months recuperating.

When he returned to the village, he had just recovered from a serious illness, so he looked weak.

It has nothing to do with the plague.

The plague was purely a natural disaster, with no root and no cure.

It's just that the time of the plague outbreak was too coincidental, and his appearance after illness was very similar to the epidemic, so later, the rumor that he brought the plague into the village gradually spread.

It's really a yellow mud that fell into the crotch of his pants - it's not or, and Ah Zhi can't tell the difference, let alone face a group of people who are already crazy.

Ah Zhi and his mother moved out of the village and resettled in the place where her mother fell off a cliff.

Ah Zhi caught a few fish by the stream, stood on the big rock erected by the stream, and glanced in the direction of the village in the distance.

Today, it seems to be particularly noisy.

Those people are going crazy again, right?

If Heaven wants to destroy it, it must first make it mad.

"Someone is dying again, right?"

Ah Zhi thought.

......

Found a vacant room.

A monk and a girl stayed.

Yan Xiaowu fumbled and closed the doors and windows.

It's just too noisy outside.

Lying on the bed, covered with a slightly musty quilt, and with her eyes open and unclosing, Yan Xiaowu couldn't sleep.

The middle-aged monk lit an oil lamp.

For Yan Xiaowu, this will only add a disturbing smell of oily smoke. And most monks have a preference for picking up the lamp, whether day or night.

Sitting by the lamp, the middle-aged monk enters meditation.

Neither of them spoke.

There is no hurry.

Anyway, people outside can't die for a while.