After exerting his might, Zhang Wu finally came to his senses, stood in the barren "snort", and the cruel emotions hidden in his heart were vented.

Everyone has this kind of emotion, as long as it is not stimulated, few people will get out of control, because everyone is educated, morality and reality teach you, the price of this emotion is unbearable, so everyone is gentle and elegant, the wolf nature is worn out, the temperament is suppressed, the folk customs are no longer strong, even dare not fight, suppressed for a long time, the psychological pressure increases, the pressure of life is unbearable, and the human heart is broken.

And Zhang Wu chose to vent out, it's fine!

Walking in the bitter cold wind, a gust of wind and sand will soon cover the pile of dead people, but the smell of blood in the sky will not go away, and the faint wail echoes in the wasteland, how many lone wolves will dig out the corpses tonight, and have a full meal.

After walking for a day, Zhang Wu saw that there was only one huge city in Dry State, and Dry State City was surrounded by desert.

I heard that in the year when Emperor Taiyuan pacified the world, there was a big war here, and it was directly bombed into a wasteland, missiles and rockets, and all kinds of super thermal weapons were launched without a fatal death, and the entire arid state was moved to flat land, and the grass and trees did not grow, forming this desert.

Later, the people of Hanzhou in other places moved back, coupled with the edict of the Son of Heaven, to be vigorously supported by the Quartet, after thousands of years of development to recover some vitality, built a huge Hanzhou City, the wall is 40 meters high, there are three zhang thick, ordinary shells can not penetrate at all, it is completely built for the purpose of defense war.

Standing under the ancient city wall, Zhang Wu was attracted by the solemn and ancient sense of heaviness, a very shocking feeling, under this wall, the manpower is so small!

Entering the city, the hundred-meter-wide street opened Zhang Wu's eyes, the crowd flowed endlessly, the shouting and selling sound continued, and the simple wind blew in the face to make people feel in ancient times.

And the place that caught the eye made Zhang Wu frightened, because the people here are really fierce, and their physical fitness is much stronger than that of Xizhou people, everyone is tall and big, and there are no men below 1.8 meters, most of them can do kung fu with fists and feet, as if the word martial arts has been popularized here, and everyone knows how to practice.

Under the ancient city wall, an old man sat in a rocking chair, blind in one eye, wearing a thin, mended plain clothes draped over his body, bare-chested and exposed, holding a big pu fan and shaking.

Standing beside her was a little girl with big eyes, with braids, dancing, no more than four years old, jumping around the old man, harmonious, obviously a family.

As soon as Zhang Wu saw the little girl's movements, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

There are many mysterious kung fu in the rivers and lakes, and everyone knows that Fu Xichuang gossip is that he later ordered a person named Yin Kang to choreograph a dance, and the thing he made up is called "Big Dance Opera", which is the origin of all qigong!

This dance is like a primitive human sacrifice, depicting heaven and earth with human movements, which is a method of induction between man and nature, and this set of things is still popular in many places today.

At that time, they lived in a humid environment, the people's morale was depressed and stagnant, the muscles and bones were not reached, and the legs and feet were diseased, so a set of things were born, "breaking the muscles and bones, moving the joints", and dancing was inducted, and the disease could be cured, in fact, it was the earliest qigong guidance.

Later, Hua Tuo founded Wufowl Opera, and then later Baduanjin, Xingyi Boxing, Taijiquan, and all kinds of internal boxing that are popular in modern times, are actually almost the same, all of which are methods for people to exercise their bodies and minds.

It's not surprising if you know how to do kung fu like Baduanjin, but if you can dance a big dance, you'll be a cow!

Zhang Wu stared at the little girl, the old man reacted immediately, his eyes were introverted, his eyes were amber, and he glanced this way, and others didn't feel it, but Zhang Wu was like being struck by lightning.

He will also do the kung fu of "hitting people with his eyes", his eyes suddenly rolled up, his spirit was shrouded, his temperament was deterred, and when he looked at ordinary people, he couldn't stand the inner killing machine, and he immediately couldn't stand it and wanted to pee his pants, but he didn't expect to be beaten today!

People couldn't stand it at a glance at Zhang Wu, their heads were dizzy for a while, and it took a long time to recover their strength, and they didn't dare to look directly at the little girl.

His expression became respectful, his head lowered, like an angry little daughter-in-law, a little bowed his head, walked to the old man and bowed directly, bent down at 90 degrees and bowed his head to make a fist salute: "The kid was offended just now, please forgive my seniors!"

The stranger approached, and the little girl dancing on the side hid behind her grandfather, looking at Zhang Wu with some fear and curiosity, her big eyes flickering, very cute.

The old man looked up and down, frowned, didn't reply, and waved his hand with some disgust to let Zhang Wu get out.

"Senior, I don't know where the kid offended you?" Zhang Wu has a plan, he wants to learn other people's big dance operas, and he has to ask others, otherwise he will never make people slap his face with his character.

"The smell of blood on your body is too strong, you have killed at least dozens of people just now, even if you have washed your face and changed your clothes, but the blood that seeps into your pores tells your cruelty!" The old man looked disgusted, not wanting to talk to Zhang Wuduo.

"Little brother, you are full of resentment, Dudu smells it, there is a City God Temple in front, where the fragrance can drive away violence, you go quickly, otherwise you won't sleep well at night" The little girl Dudu was innocent, even if she was a little afraid of Zhang Wu, but she was childlike and kind, plus her grandfather was by her side, she was bold, so she opened her mouth to remind Zhang Wu.

It is very common for children to have supernatural things, and there are strange and evil things, which can only be seen by children.

Zhang Wu was silent, knowing that a killing had let his fate slip away from him, but in that case, if he didn't rush into the sand bandits and kill them, the confidence of the bandits would be burst, and he would be shot by hundreds of people, and he would definitely be dead or alive.

Where is the choice between you and me?

But the world only looks at the heroes of the wheel of success and failure, and does not look at the helplessness to express their hearts, and even the old man who is about to achieve the ultimate in achievement is not exempt from vulgarity.

Zhang Wu killed and scattered those sand bandits, and in a short period of time, the area was absolutely peaceful, and he had merit for pedestrians, but he was indeed cruel, slaughtering dozens of people like pigs and dogs, regardless of right and wrong, and countering violence with violence, which was not taken by the old man.

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Zhang Wu turned around and left, he couldn't do the thing of licking his cold ass with a hot face, but the little girl's reminder surrounded his heart, and he walked towards the City God Temple in front of him.

Watching Zhang Wu walk away, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the only one eye flashed with essence, and he took Dudu's little hand and said: "Let's go and see him, he has such ability at a young age, killing people is like cutting grass, which old immortal disciple is this?"

"Grandpa, this little brother is not bad-hearted, although he is cold, he seems to have been stimulated just now" Dudu looked at Zhang Wu who was far away, muttered a small mouth, took out a candy from his pocket, narrowed his little eyes into a curved moon, put the candy in his mouth, smiled, and was easily satisfied.

"Kill people regardless of right and disorder, be brave and ruthless, lose neutralization, it is useless to fight reason, the more fierce you kill now, the more you will suffer in the future!" The old man touched Dudu's little head, took the little girl's hand and chased after Zhang Wu, always keeping a distance, not close.

After walking for a while, admiring the landscape of the old times, the wide road leads straight to the north, south, east and west, like a square, a cross cuts him into four small squares, and then cut, and then cut, and then cut, and then cut, and the layout is very interesting.

There are shops on both sides of the road, there are basically no cars here, because there is a desert all around, and there is no gasoline, if you want to use it, you have to transport it from the outside to the city of Hanzhou, that is really the biggest luxury, bandits are constant, the environment is bad, the road fee is more expensive than oil, but it is a pity that the road is 100 meters wide.

The ancient city god temple in front of you is in disrepair, the wall skin falls off, the big tripod bronze spots on the incense, the statue of the city god in the temple has lost its color, but the pilgrims are continuous, as long as the pedestrians pass by, they will smell the fragrance and come, respectfully pay a stick of incense.

The smell of incense and candles here is very good, the fragrance is far away, which makes people feel calm, Zhang Wu stood quietly for a while, closed his eyes and relaxed his whole body, and felt like being washed.

"Little brother, you stand here and smell the fragrance of the city god, but you don't smell it, is that okay?" A thief with a thief head and a thief on the side accosted, holding a large handful of incense in his hand, and wanted to sell it to Zhang Wu.

"Sincerity is spirituality!"

"Otherwise, the gods also want to eat, you respect him, he protects you, there is a cause and effect, how can there be a reason not to pay but to seek benefits, why don't you come to three incense sticks to show sincerity?"

"How much?"

"One million!"

"How much?"

"Three million, not a dime less!"

"No cash!"

"I have a mobile phone, transfer!"

"......Forehead" Zhang Wu was speechless, but he was willing to be slaughtered, because the three incense sticks in his hand were different, no need to light them, just get them in his hand and the fragrance was overflowing, more fragrant than musk, it can really make people refreshed, smell the breath full of energy, and get rid of all the filth, like the legendary ambergris, the Son of Heaven is qualified to use this thing.

"How much more do you have, I want it!" Carefully wrapping the three sticks of incense and hiding them in his arms, Zhang Wu looked at the large amount of incense in the hands of the accoster, and almost couldn't control himself, he just wanted to be a street robber, and he ran away if he grabbed it!

"What are you going to do? These are the last three, and I finally met you big-headed ghost, and I won't return it!" The accosting person knew Zhang Wu's thoughts, and handed over the other incense as he spoke.

Zhang Wu's nose fluttered, and after smelling it for a long time, the other incense was indeed very ordinary, and there was no effect of ambergris at all.

"When can I get this thing again, I want it!" Zhang Wu didn't give up, he didn't plan to stay in Dry Prefecture all the time, buy more for future use, or send some filial piety to the old man to his master Nan Fansheng.

While saying yes, he also walked to the side of the incense Dading, wanting to snatch something from the hands of the city god, and extinguish and pull out the ambergris that was burning inside, this thing is really precious, and money can't buy it.

The accoster rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and left, and there was a message: "There is a piece of fate, there are millions of people who are not fate, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, the world is full of mantis catching cicadas, practicing martial arts and killing people is like cutting grass, even the gods are anchored!"

Zhang Wu had a deafening feeling, as if he was being drunk in the head, and he was alert in his heart, why did his kung fu no longer grow, he was armed with a sharp weapon, and his roots were extraordinary, but he was slow to enter the realm?

It's all in this poem!