Bai Ya was a big otaku in the original world, medium height, and he looked very ordinary, but he was very popular. The leaders of the company admired him, the dead friends were willing to play with him, and even some girls in the unit often flattered him.

This is also the reason why after he crossed over, he didn't have the slightest sense of superiority to find a traverser in this world, but always wanted to go back.

His popularity is so good, mainly because Bai Ya has a strong sense of responsibility, and is usually helpful, warm-hearted, and uneven. In the words of his sworn friends, he is a person who has a bit of the chivalrous spirit of the ancients.

Although it was the first time in his life to kill someone, Bai Ya strangely did not feel a trace of discomfort, nor did he feel any guilt in his heart. His heart, or the heart of a fool, was beating violently, and an irrepressible stream of heat and excitement poured out of his body.

"Could it be that I was born to be a murderer?" Bai Ya stared down at the bone chopping knife in his hand, although his body was abnormally hot, he felt more sober and calm than ever before.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn woke up everyone in the field, and the big monk who was originally standing in front of the little girl took two steps forward, put down the long stick, and picked up the head on the ground with both hands that was still with round eyes and a blank face, and put it on the headless corpse. He tore off a rag from the hem of his dung sweep and covered his head, and crossed his legs on the ground and recited the scriptures.

The thugs who finally came back to their senses shifted their eyes from the corpse to Bai Ya's body. They slowly dispersed, tacitly drawing sharp knives and hand axes from their waists, and surrounded them with cold and fierce eyes.

When the gangsters in Shiyangji bullied the weak, they were similar to the gangsters in other places. The only difference is that when they get serious, they won't spill tricks, they won't make false accusations, and they will jump to their feet and scold, "Wait and see, what is the Lord going to do to you, how to do it, how to ...... your whole family."

They only believe in the sharp knife in their hands, they like white knives to go in and red knives to come out, pay attention to the retribution, and return blood for blood!

"If you die, you may be able to return to your own world, that's not bad!" The bone chopping knife in Bai Ya's hand shook slightly, and a trace of nostalgia for this world surged in his heart for the first time.

"Anyway, there is no pain in the body, it's good to kill it!" Bai Ya smiled a little hideously, holding the bone chopping knife, and the bone joints turned white.

The boning knife method taught by the lame three to the fool is not a murderous knife method, because it does not have the cooperation of footwork. The bone-chopping knife only reached one meter in front of him, and this distance could not block the sharp knives and hand axes in all directions, so he could only exchange his life for his life!

"Brother Leng Bang, you run!" Bai Ya suddenly felt a pair of small hands pulling his trouser legs hard, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a little girl with a crying little face like a cat.

At this time, he finally saw that the little girl's right ankle was swollen with a big bag, no wonder she had been paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up. +

Looking at the little girl whose face was black and white, gradually revealing her true face, a naughty thought suddenly appeared in Bai Ya's heart.

"Regardless of whether you can go back after death, you have to leave this world anyway!"

He put away his smirk, squatted down and put the bone chopping knife into his arms, held Xiaoxin's face with both hands expressionlessly and rubbed it vigorously, and spoke for the first time after crossing.

"Remember, brother is not a stick, brother is called white cliff, black and white white, cliff of cliff. From today on, you're my brother's man!"

The little girl seemed to be struck by lightning in an instant, her body froze there, her big eyes stared at Bai Ya in a daze, and her small mouth was open enough to stuff a whole egg.

The corners of Bai Ya's mouth twitched with a smile, if it weren't for facial paralysis, it is estimated that his face would be distorted at this time. After being called by everyone at the inn for so long, this is the first time he feels the joy that this title brings him.

"It's a pity that Lin Qigu and Lame San are not here, otherwise their expressions must be very exciting!" Bai Ya sighed in his heart, feeling great regret.

He stood up again, a smirk on his face again, and looked at the thugs who were pressing on him with his knife.

However, what he didn't expect was that the gangsters seemed to remember something at this time, and everyone hesitated and paused, looking back at the back. Following their line of sight, Bai Ya immediately saw a guy sitting at the corner of the street, holding a pig barrel bone in his hand and gnawing on it.

This thug was different from the others, and even if a companion died at this time, he didn't seem to see it at all, gnawing on his own bones.

He looked to be in his thirties, with a short build, a fleshy face, thick joints on his oily palms, and no sharp knives or axes of other gangsters.

When Bai Ya saw him, he immediately knew that this person must be a real horse thief and the leader of this gang of gangsters. The fool should have seen this person before, but his memory is very vague, and it seems that this horse thief does not come to Shiyangji often.

However, with the crisp sound of "click" in this person's hand, Bai Ya's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and even his heartbeat felt like he was missing a beat.

It turned out that this man was about to eat clean at this time and wanted to suck the bone marrow. So he pinched his five fingers, and the hard barrel bone was actually poked out of five small holes by his fingertips, the key is that the bone as a whole is not broken!

Now Bai Ya knew why he didn't bring a knife, this dwarf man's claws were more powerful than diamond diamonds.

He threw his head back and sucked off the bone marrow, a satisfied smile on his face, then threw away the bone, stood up and stretched, patted his ass and turned away.

I didn't look at Bai Ya and the gangsters during the whole process, as if I was a passerby.

Seeing the dwarf go, the gangsters seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. They looked at each other a few times, and finally two guys stared at the white cliff vigilantly, took two steps forward, grabbed the corpse's feet and dragged it a little farther away, then lifted it up and left.

Looking at the gangsters who didn't even say a cruel word, Bai Ya's heart sank. Shiyangji does have poor people who are obedient and at the bottom, but they are by no means these horse thieves who come out with their lives.

However, Bai Ya quickly became happy and put the question aside without a heart. It's also a good thing that you don't have to die, and as for the horse thieves who may make a comeback, the sky is falling and there are Lin Qigu and the lame three.

......

"Two donors, the poor monk will send you here, and we will meet again!"

From a distance, I saw the hanging flag in front of Gu Lin's inn, and the great monk who followed Bai Ya and Xiaoxin all the way smiled and did not move forward.

Bai Ya, who was carrying the little girl on her back, glanced back and nodded slightly at the monk. He suddenly had a feeling that the previous leader of the horse thieves didn't let the gangsters do it, maybe he was worried about this great monk, not the bone chopping knife in his hand.

"Master, don't you go into the inn to drink a bowl of tea?" The little girl lying on the back of the white cliff raised her head, her big bright eyes blinking.

Xiao Xinhui was Lanxin, and at this time invited the monk to the Gu Lin Inn, naturally because she was afraid that those gangsters would not dare to come to the inn, but she would go to the monk for trouble.

"The little benefactor has a heart, but the poor monk is on his way to asceticism, and he can't enter the tile house before returning to the temple!" the great monk smiled gently, waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Leng Bang? Xiaoxin?" As soon as Bai Ya arrived at the door of the store with the little girl on his back, Su Da gave a suspicious cry from inside the inn.

"What's wrong with the two of them?" The next moment, Bai Ya saw Lin Qigu holding a rag and hurriedly running out from behind the counter, and his heart couldn't help but warm slightly.

At the same time, the discomfort after Bai Ya's murder just now finally came up. Thinking back to the headless corpse now, his stomach churned, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief, at least proving that he was not born a cold-blooded killer.

This evening, the Gu Lin Inn closed an hour earlier than usual, and only Lin Qigu and the lame third who was drinking with peanuts were left in the lobby. The two of them tilted their heads together, muttering that they didn't know what they were talking about.

During the day, Xiaoxin had already told the two bosses of the inn everything that had happened. And to Bai Ya's surprise, who originally thought that he was going to be beaten with a burning stick, Lin Qigu and Lame San not only did not beat him, but also did not scold him.

Even the Su brothers, who were eavesdropping on the side, looked at him with surprised expressions, and even patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

This made Bai Ya secretly roll his eyes, and said that there was something wrong with these people. No matter what, he also killed someone, okay!

Wanting to hear what Lin Qigu and the lame three had to say, Bai Ya pretended to be the same as usual, brought a bowl of knife-cut noodles from the kitchen, sat on the threshold of the back door of the lobby, and pricked up his ears to pay attention to the conversation between the two bosses.

When the two guys saw someone coming in, they immediately stopped talking. However, when he saw that it was Bai Ya's corrugated stick, he immediately said it again, but the voice was so small that he couldn't hear it at all, which made Bai Ya feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

Just as he was scratching his ears and cheeks, there was no sound behind him. Bai Ya looked back and almost threw away the noodle bowl he was holding.

Lin Qigu didn't know when she stood behind him silently, looking at him with a strange expression.

"Ahem, Xiaoxin said in the afternoon, you seem to have opened your mind, and you are no longer a stick?!" the tigress rolled her eyes, pretended to cover her mouth, and coughed.

"Gollum~" Bai Ya smashed his mouth with a blank face, swallowed the dough full of cheeks, tilted his head, and handed the huge noodle bowl to Lin Qigu's mouth.

"I don't eat it!" Lin Qigu pushed away the noodle bowl with a gloomy face, turned around and twitched her cheeks, and muttered in a low voice, "Hello, isn't it a stick? That girl must have read it wrong!"

Waiting for the tigress to go away, Bai Ya hurriedly retreated with a noodle bowl and walked to the dim place of the courtyard, only to wipe the cold sweat on his head with palpitations.

Late at night, perhaps stimulated by today's events, Bai Ya lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"No, I can't put it off until tomorrow, I have to find a reason to contact that great monk. Since he is a traveling monk, he must have traveled to many places, maybe he can learn more information about this world from his mouth, and at least send him something to eat!"

He got out of bed, went into the kitchen, took two pieces of bread, wrapped them in oiled paper and put them in his arms, and sneaked out the back door of the inn.

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