In three years, Xiucai can become a lifter, and a tribute can be raised, and people can also use experience to understand one thing.

At the beginning, the predecessor thought, there are so many famous mountains and rivers in the world, and there are always one or two immortal residences, as long as the immortal sees his determination and perseverance, the immortal road can be expected!

However, the facts are very slap in the face, this talented man with a high reputation in the local area, the darling in the eyes of the division commander, finally fell into poverty and died of illness in a foreign country, but let himself live again.

Therefore, Kou Li, who inherited the memory of his predecessor, understood a truth, people, it is better to be down-to-earth.

"There hasn't been one in a hundred years, it's better to win the lottery," Kou Li lay on the bed and muttered to himself, that old man Zheng said it himself, about thirty years old, is the peak of martial arts energy.

He only has six years, six years, from scratch, to the peak of martial arts, he might as well dream.

The sound outside the window is not small, since the opening of the imperial court, Yuezhou is like a piece of rotten fat, attracting more and more flies, the people here are completely not the ancients normal sunrise and sunset, everyone's mentality, with some kind of pathological fanaticism.

It is not impossible to get rich and rich.

Kou Li watched coldly, the vast majority of people here will be overwhelmed by the tide of the times, and there will always be only a handful of people who can stand on the cusp of the waves.

And the path I chose is even more so.

This night, he slept very unsteadily, distracting thoughts and dreams were endless, and sometimes he turned into a merry and talented man, a famous prostitute and a talented woman, recommended a pillow mat, day and night pillow flowers and willows, and sang poems for the world.

Sometimes, he has become a businessman who is rich enough to rival the country, with a lot of money and countless industries, known as Shen Wansan in the world, and he is so extravagant that he uses a golden toilet for.

The dream I had this night was very real!

Perhaps, it is not impossible to give full play to the advantages of the traverser, a rich life, and a chic life.

And in the darkness, the wordless picture in his arms flashed with a trace of brilliance.

'Bang bang bang-' A series of knocks on the door sounded, "Brother Kou, Brother Kou, you promised Bao'er that you would teach me to write and write poetry today." ”

Kou Lifa was stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses, and he actually slept until three poles in the sun.

"Come in, there are pens and rice paper in the bookbox, set them up first, I'll go wash up." Somehow, he always felt extremely tired today, and his spirit was also very bad.

"Okay," Zheng Bao'er wore a green coat today, dangling in braids to the sky, printed against the white and red face, showing extra spirit.

Although there are toiletries in the room, Kou Li is used to the well behind the inn, the well water is cold and sweet, and in this ghost weather, splashing his face is simply not too comfortable.

And he also wanted to mention the spirit, after all, there was still something to do today.

Zheng Laotie happened to see Kou Li who was downstairs, only to see that the other party's face was sallow, his lips were purple, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was even a trace of death on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he said meaningfully: "Young man, remember to be modest." ”

Kou Li raised his eyebrows, early in the morning, what kind of nerves did this old man have.

"Overnight, the face was corrupted, weird, weird, runaway, and ten big meat buns. ”

People who practice martial arts, no matter how old or young, always eat more than ordinary people, Zheng Laotie swallowed twenty meat buns, drank three bowls of rice porridge, and then fell eighty percent full, and was looking around with interest, his eyes were all trembling.

Even the old man who wants to come to the door in person to apologize is not something they can provoke.

And Zheng Laotie was pondering, since this kid is so greedy, why don't he open a few remedies in the rivers and lakes to return this kindness.

In the middle of the eating room, six men with hats suddenly walked in outside the door, holding long objects wrapped in oilcloth and skin, and walked in silently.

The first one, with a long neck and a thin waist, is extremely tall.

'The footsteps are silent, they are all practitioners,' Zheng Laotie narrowed his eyes and thought secretly.

The men in the hat also noticed the old man, his face was full of oil stains and dirt, dirty as if he had never been washed, his trousers were tied tightly, as if he had been hooped seven or eight times, but a pair of cloth shoes seemed to be newly made, and his whole body looked simple, but there was not a trace of thread, not only the best fabric, but also the best craftsmanship.

"Old ghost Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time," the man in the hat raised his head, revealing a gloomy face, his eyes were like hooks, and only a circle of sparse yellow hair grew on the side of his head, and the most bizarre thing was that he was born deformed, with a bulging forehead, and his head seemed to be broken at any time.

"It's you, bald eagle Deng Ming!" Zheng Laotie blurted out.

Twenty years ago, there were three thieves in southern Henan, called the eagle three evil, occupying the mountain as the king, burning and killing lewdness, all evil, the youngest of the three eagles, was this Deng Ming, who was only eighteen at the time, was already famous.

Henan is the world of darts, naturally will not watch these three thieves continue to run rampant, after a tragic battle, the three thieves, the last to survive, is this Deng Ming.

And the leader of the dart team at that time, it was Zheng Laotie, who looked at the dying boy, and he was moved by compassion at that time.

I didn't think that twenty years later, this evil thief of the year actually made a comeback, and the person who came was quite unkind.

"Old ghost, you killed my two brothers back then, and today, I want you to die!"

As soon as the words fell, Deng Ming pulled out the ghost-headed broadsword and pounced on it, and in the front door and back hall, more than a dozen swordsmen with bamboo hats on their heads jumped out, blocking the various portals.

Then, the screams, the sounds of fighting, and the sound of knives and guns colliding were all together, and a chapter of blood and flesh was played.

The more Zheng Laohan fought, the more frightened he became, this Deng Ming's knife skills were actually refined, although when it came to boxing, there were many people in the rivers and lakes who could compare with him, but there were few who could fight with him.

But the opponent's knife skills are ruthless and domineering, and there is a faint posture of a combination of human swords.

"Desperately try with me, and still think about being distracted," Deng Mingyin chattered with a smile, his right wrist sank, dodged to the right, hugged Dan to lift his strength, and his fur opened and closed, like a cat's tail exploding, and he lifted the knife, instantly splitting out a cross-shaped knife light.

It is the killer move in the knife method created by the three brothers - the Three Eagles Cross Slash!

Zheng Laotie hurriedly blocked with a horizontal gun, but the cross-shaped knife light instantly turned into three, and the cover swooped down, and in a trance, it seemed like an evil eagle preying, full of fishy wind.

Fortunately, at the critical juncture, Zheng Laotie's sleeve suddenly popped out a short gun, double guns and sticks, the old gunman's years of hard work were not in vain, the gun shadow flashed, and the dance was splashed with ink.

However, he was unable to continue his strength, and was finally knocked away by a horse step horizontal knife, and his body smashed on a tabletop, the table legs were broken, and the table was torn apart.

'Wow,' Zheng Laotie was old and frail, his energy was low, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his blurred gaze swept the stairs, and suddenly saw a familiar figure, nodding towards him covertly.

Somehow, knowing that the other party was not good at fists and feet, but his heart suddenly settled down a lot, and his old eyes flashed, pretending to be frightened: "Knife technique, how can your knife technique be so powerful, it is impossible for the Nine Evil Sword Technique to be so fast back then, it is Dongying's sword drawing!"

Deng Ming seemed to enjoy the frightened expression of his old rival, and said with a cruel smile: "Hahahaha, not only the knife is drawn and slashed, but also your old opponent's knife technique, isn't it strange, why do you travel so secretly, but Lao Tzu will know, guess what, among you brothers, who betrayed you, the uncle-"

............

Kou Li kicked the door open, and Zheng Bao'er was concentrating on scribbling on the paper, seemingly unaware of the chaos in the outside world.

"Come with me!"

Kou Li was the first to realize that something was wrong, and he had suspected that the Water Dragon Gang would come to retaliate, so he deliberately set up a shelf in the window so that he could look out at the back door at any time.

And outside the back door today, there were suddenly a few more people wandering around, which was not sure, but when someone dressed in the same dress also broke into the hall, he realized that something was going to happen.

Therefore, before everyone was besieged, he rushed upstairs first.

The front door and the back door, there are many figures, the sword light is flickering, there is almost no place to hide, the other party must have more experience in doing this kind of thing than himself.

Barely keep your composure, this is different from yesterday's Water Dragon Gang, the former is a gangster, and the latter is a killer organization!

He thought that he had suddenly arrived at a place, on the corner of the third floor, there was a relatively remote utility room, where there was a secret passage leading directly to the cellar, or by chance, he learned from the shopkeeper's mouth.

Unexpectedly, in this process, Zheng Baoer behaved quite well-behaved, not crying or making trouble, different from her peers.

It's a pity that as soon as they broke into the utility room, two men with hats followed closely behind, and the knife surface flashed with a dark red light.

It's the color of blood!

Different from the ordinary gang members of the Water Dragon Gang, and even stronger than the slashing team they saw yesterday, these two people gave Kou Li a more vicious feeling, and their eyes were indifferent, as if they were used to seeing life and death.

These two people must have killed many bandits.

"Bao'er, do you remember how Brother Kou dealt with that big tiger when he was on the mountain?" asked Kou Li as he stepped back.

"Remember," Zheng Bao'er nodded vigorously, this was the secret between him and Brother Kou, and even Grandpa didn't tell him.

"Very good, now close your eyes and count to five!"

"One. ”

Kou Li's right hand pinched a strange trick, and the ice beads on his neck began to light up slightly.

"II. ”

A faint cold air flowed out of the beads, along the Jizhong, Shoulderwell, Quze, Neiguan, and Laogong, reaching the fingertips.

"Three. ”

The two swordsmen had rushed to the front at this time.

"Four. ”

The steel knife cuts straight to the door!

"Five. ”

The coldness suddenly appeared, and when Zheng Bao'er opened her eyes, she found that the two bad guys had already turned pale, their eyes were round, and they were lying on the ground, dead and unable to die anymore.

............

The air in the cellar was muddy and moldy, and it was disgusting to smell, but Kou Li didn't have the time to notice this, and his right arm was sore, numb, swollen, and painful, which was the after-effect of that trick.

And the sound of fighting above made him so nervous that he couldn't care about the pain.

The screams did not stop for a moment, and the blood flowed down the cracks in the cellar, sticky and disgusting, dealing with an old man Zheng, why did so many people accompany him to the funeral, does this have anything to do with the Water Dragon Gang?

In the midst of the screams, Kou Li heard the screams of some regular customers.

Wang Mazi, who has fought the role of wealth and nobility at sea, is said to have broken through several overseas island countries, has a lot of money, and recently heard that he will take a fourth concubine.

Hu Longwang, whose real name is unknown, is a foreigner, who wants to fight for wealth and return to his hometown.

Zhao Ren, an officer and soldier of the Lou Ship Division, likes to have a few drinks in the store in his spare time, and his goal in life is to be in charge of a warship.

Duck boy, idle wanderer, what hangs on his lips is to eat and wait for death, contentment and happiness.

The shopkeeper Lao Zhao, the grandson of the family is only full of moon, and his only wish is to have a full house of children and grandchildren and die in peace.

And now these people are slaughtered like chickens, and no status, wealth, or thoughts are of any help.

Death, for anyone, is fair.

Ordinary people are unable to resist natural and man-made disasters, even the emperor Lao'er is the same, the difference is only in the size of the disaster.

Kou Li's semi-comatose head, somehow, suddenly cleared up, and he figured out one thing that he had been struggling with before!

With the advantage of a traverser, he can live a very good life, very good, but a hundred years later, he is no different from these ordinary people, a pinch of loess, a coffin.

Weak, humble, dark, sleeping, irreversible.

The death of the two lives disgusted and frightened him, and he didn't want to repeat this process again.

What he wants is to control his own destiny!

And if you want this, from beginning to end, there is only one way!

"A hundred years old time is shining, and the life experience is blistering. Kou Li said in a low voice, the ambition in his eyes, no longer hesitating, as solid as steel.

"If you have a heart, you must end up, and the major events in life are life and death. ”

"If the emperor bears a hard heart, I will be an evil ghost in three ways!"

Inside the robe, it was as if something had disappeared.