"You don't have any money, what kind of ginseng are you buying? Get him out of here!"

Then a boy of twelve or thirteen years old was pushed out by a sturdy handyman, and he wept bitterly and said, "Shopkeeper, please do well, let me redeem a ginseng, my mother is still waiting for it to hang her at night!"

The tall and thin, goatee-goatee shopkeeper appeared at the door and sneered: "If everyone comes to redeem it, I can't open this shop?"

The boy kowtowed and begged, "Please, shopkeeper, please." And the ginseng I bought from you a few days ago is not 100 years old, so you need to take a few more tablets every time, otherwise you will definitely be able to last until the money is ready. While pleading, he also wanted to argue with reason, the last time the ginseng was sold the last few acres of the family to buy it, how do you know that being deceived by this black-hearted shopkeeper is actually a bad product! Now I want to sell the property, but the water is far away and can't save the fire.

As if he had been stepped on by the words behind him, the shopkeeper with the goatee jumped eight feet high and cursed bitterly: "You little thief brain, and you don't use urine as a mirror to look at, do you have ginseng at home?

As he cursed, the boy's crying and pleading ceased abruptly, as if he had been broken by a pinching of his neck, and his hands pressed to the ground were bruised, jumping and jumping, his head buried deeply, and he was pushed far away by the handyman.

"You deserve to die!" the shopkeeper scolded hatefully before reflexively entering the store.

After a while, the goatee shopkeeper put a piece of ginseng in the black wooden box, carefully carried it in his arms, called the sturdy handyman just now, and went to the yamen.

Because this ginseng is very valuable, the goatee shopkeeper is looking left and right, for fear that a thief will not open his eyes to steal it, but there are people coming and going on the street, and he can take care of the left side but not the right, and he can take care of both sides but not the front, and if he is not careful, he almost collides with a young Taoist priest in a green robe.

"How do you walk?!" the shopkeeper was startled, and the wicked man scolded first.

The young Taoist priest in the green robe just smiled slightly, and he didn't care: "The poor Taoist doesn't care about the dead. After speaking, he didn't stop, and walked away.

The goatee shopkeeper was furious, but he could only curse a few words because he had to give ginseng, and continued to move forward with the handyman, not realizing that a thin figure was secretly following in the distance.

After walking for a while, the shopkeeper suddenly had a cramping pain in his abdomen, and he couldn't bear it, so he covered his stomach and looked around eagerly, but saw a secluded alley that few people walked, so he hurried in with the handyman.

Walking around the corner and finding that it was a dead end, the shopkeeper ordered the handyman to guard at the corner in front of him so as not to let others break in, and he unbuckled his belt and squatted in the thick weeds under the wall.

But at this moment, a head crept out of the wall at the end of the dead alley, it was the boy who had just been taken away, his eyes were red, his hatred was deep, and his murderous aura was thick.

The boy jumped down with a stone in his hands and smashed it into the goatee shopkeeper, and with a muffled sound, the shopkeeper fainted without even screaming, and the blood on his head was gushing out, and the white flocculent material was mixed inside.

After smashing the goatee shopkeeper to death, the boy's whole body was out of strength, and his heart was at a loss: "I killed someone, I killed someone?!"

Footsteps came from around the corner, he woke up, although the shopkeeper did not scream just now, but the movement of his own landing was not small, but he couldn't hide from the handyman guarding outside, struggled to stand up, picked up the shopkeeper's money bag, and was just about to flee over the wall, but saw the black wooden box falling out of the shopkeeper's arms, half-covered and half-opened, as if it was a ginseng more than 100 years old. ...,

"Escape, or use ginseng to save your mother?" The thought just turned, and the boy Jian Yun didn't even have time to think, so he subconsciously grabbed ginseng.

The footsteps stopped, Jian Yun took the ginseng and the stone, looked at the person in a panic, and was surprised, it was not a handyman, but a young Taoist priest in a cyan Taoist robe, he looked at him with a smile.

"Don't, don't come here, I, I'll kill someone?" Jian Yun held the stone and retreated all the way until it was against the wall.

Shi Xuan said funny: "Thanks to you, the killing machine of the poor road is only the last one, it is basically complete, and the mood is good." ”

Killing machine or something, Jian Yun didn't understand it at all, but he could feel the other party's kindness, and said cautiously: "Isn't the Daoist going to arrest me?"

Shi Xuan didn't answer, but flicked his index finger, and the shopkeeper with the goatee turned into a cloud of yellow pus, seeping into the soil: "How can you kill someone without destroying the corpse and destroying the traces? Sure enough, he is still too young!"

Jian Yun's eyes widened: "This, this is?"

"Corpse powder, there is a senior named Wei Xiaobao who likes to use it the most. Shi Xuan said seriously, and then patted Jian Yun on the shoulder, "Okay, the penultimate killing machine is from you, and it can be regarded as fate, go to your house, cure your mother, and the poor road has to hurry to the desolate beast tomb." ”

The collection of human killing machines is complete, and only one kind of backbone seems to be able to dominate other kinds of killing machines, about this killing machine, Shi Xuan knows very well that it should come from himself! However, the killing machine is turned upside down, if he wants to cut out the killing machine, it is more appropriate to go to the Desolate Beast Ancient Tomb and do it again.

Before Jian Yun could answer, he felt that Tengyun was in the fog, and appeared in his house in the blink of an eye, lying on the bed with a sallow face, as light as gold paper, and a mother with weak breathing.

"Dao, Dao Chief, God, Immortal!" Jian Yun's eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, he couldn't believe what he saw, and finally blessed his soul, and fell to his knees: "Please Dao Chief, no, the gods save my mother." ”

Shi Xuan flicked his index finger again, which frightened Jian Yun's liver, but this time it was not turned into yellow pus, but a little bit of rain fell on his mother's body, and in an instant, his mother's face became ruddy, and his breathing became long and stable, even if Jian Yun was not a doctor, he could see that his mother's condition had improved greatly, and it could even be said that he couldn't see that he was sick!

"It will be back to the old look in a few days. Shi Xuan admonished, turned around and walked out of the house

Jian Yun was grateful, and hurriedly followed, wanting to thank him in person.

The others had small steps, and they chased after them to the street before they caught up with Shi Xuan: "Dao Chief, please stay." ”

"What, what's the matter?" Shi Xuan couldn't know his purpose, and said half-jokingly.

"Daoist, you are very kind, Jian Yun has nothing to repay, he can only set up a shrine, visit day and night, and ask the Taoist to inform him of his name. Jian Yun was afraid that this living immortal would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained.

Shi Xuan didn't care about this, but suddenly his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Poor Penglai Shi Xuan." This inexplicable movement came and went without a trace, even if Shi Xuan calculated again and again, he didn't find any clues, so he could only put it down temporarily.

At this time, a tall man walking around the street saw Shi Xuan wearing a cyan Taoist robe, and shouted excitedly and happily to the other side: "Master, madam, that god, the Taoist chief is here!"

When Hao Changshou and Hao Xiao heard this, they ran over happily and excitedly, and when they saw that it was indeed the living immortal, they immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying thank you, which attracted the attention of pedestrians.

"You husband and wife can survive this catastrophe, relying on deep affection, and you don't need to be so grateful to the poor Dao. Shi Xuan waved his hand and declined the plate of gold and jade, "Poor Dao still has important matters, so I will stay soon." ”...,

Hao Changshou suddenly thought that his wife was a wolf demon, Shou Yuanchang was strong, and he was an ordinary mortal, I was afraid that his husband would be sluggish, and the Taoist in front of him was a living immortal, with vast magical powers, if he could teach one or two, I was afraid that he would be inexhaustible for life, and he could benefit his descendants, so he quickly kowtowed and said: "The villain admires the immortal Dao, and prays for the Taoist to store the door wall!"

This move made Jian Yun also wake up, excited, excited, just now he was only worried about his mother, but he didn't expect to meet an immortal at all, so he quickly knelt down, kowtowed, and said: "Jian Yun also admires the immortal Dao, pray for the Taoist to store the door wall!"

Shi Xuan laughed, looked at Hao Changshou and asked, "Are you willing to give up your wife, are you willing to give up your young son and daughter, are you willing to give up your family wealth, are you willing to be glorious and rich?"

Hao Changshou was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Are you willing to let go of your mother?" then turned his head and asked Jian Yun.

Jian Yun also opened his mouth and couldn't answer.

Shi Xuan shook his head, turned around and walked towards the crowd, remembering the word in his heart, and chanted leisurely: "Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, but the fame cannot be forgotten! Where will the ancient and modern meet: A pile of grass in the barren mound is gone." Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only gold and silver can't forget! In the end, they only hate to gather much, and when they reach a long time, their eyes are closed. Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the wife can't forget it!・・・・・・"

If the voice was missing, Hao Changshou and his wife, Jian Yun chased after a few steps, but stopped in a daze, and looked at the cyan back and disappeared into the crowd in a few flashes.

In the Desolate Beast Ancient Tomb, Shi Xuan only let go of his breath slightly, and those Yin Spirits and ghosts hid far away, not daring to come forward to attack at all, even if they only had some instincts left, they could feel the horror of the monk in front of them.

It didn't take long for Shi Xuan to come to the depths of the Desolate Beast Ancient Tomb, the yin qi was as if it were substance, sometimes white, sometimes dark, a big river with turbid yellow water came from the void, wandered through, and flowed into the distance.

The Yin Qi and Death Qi of excellent quality were like wisps, seeping into Shi Xuan like needles, trying to assimilate it.

At this point, even if it is a real person, it is difficult to go further. However, Shi Xuan didn't even sacrifice the magic weapon, just relying on his physical body and a faint layer of purple light, he easily stepped into a hill next to the turbid river, with Shi Xuan's attainments in cultivating the six reincarnations, he could feel that this was the core of the small world, and the place where the laws of life and death were clearest.

Unfolding the six realms of reincarnation, Shi Xuan closed his eyes to understand the changes in the laws of life and death, and planned to see if he could accelerate the evolution of the Desolate Beast Ancient Tomb, if he could evolve it into the Netherworld, there would be some mysterious things, and a few innate magic weapons would be born.

Under the influence of the six reincarnations of the third-order immortal arts, the yin qi and death qi at the core began to rotate and differentiate, but at this time, a mutation suddenly appeared.