Syllable......

Shen Lang, who walked out of the hall, closed the main door, picked up the dry tobacco stick and took a deep breath.

Whew, the tobacco in the cigarette butt instantly burned, turning into ashes at a speed several times the usual, and then the old head turned into a three-foot-long column of smoke and spit out.

"You must remember why you left your hometown and came here in the first place!" asked the old man, putting his cigarette stick aside, and sitting solemnly.

Shen Zhongcheng's face, which was originally red from drinking eight taels of Nanchun fever, instantly turned pale, and his whole body shook subconsciously, and the wine glass in his hand had fallen to the ground.

Horrific memories poured out like a tidal wave.

Fifteen years ago, he was still living in Shenjiayu, on the border between Jizhou and Suzhou, and although the tax burden and forced labor were very heavy, he could barely get by.

Because of the problem and typhoid fever that fell when he gave birth, his wife went just after half a year after giving birth, and he didn't sleep on the first seven nights, waiting for the child to burn paper.

But suddenly there was some indescribable terrible sound outside, some like wild laughter, some like roaring, and then one after another terrible screams!

Because of the chaos and bandits in recent years, Shen Zhongcheng had already dug a cellar where he could hide and store grain, so he hurriedly asked his old mother to hide in the cellar with Shen Lang, who was only two years old.

Before he could hide inside, he heard a loud bang that caused the whole room to collapse, and before he fainted, he seemed to hear some kind of strange roar and thunder!

When he woke up the next day, he found that he was lucky that the wooden cabinet at home had smashed on the earthen kang, which just happened to support a space to accommodate him, so he was not crushed to death by the broken masonry!

The old mother and child were still dead in the cellar, so he dared to crawl out of the ruined house to check on the situation.

The whole village was destroyed, whether it was a straw yellow mud house or a stronger brick house, it was shattered!

After walking a few steps, Shen Zhongcheng saw a corpse, which was completely different from the corpses he had seen before.

Shenjia Village was also killed by bandits, Shen Zhongcheng had seen relatives who were cut in two, and the terrible scene of the internal organs scattered all over the ground made him vomit and couldn't eat for two days!

And in front of him was just a dried corpse, the corpse was lying on his stomach, Shen Zhongcheng could clearly see the loose skin draped on the cervical vertebrae, as if all the blood vessels and muscles inside had been sucked dry, which was even more disgusting and chilling!

He reluctantly insisted on walking for more than a hundred steps, only to see that there were such dried corpses everywhere, those facing Shen Zhongcheng were the most terrifying, with their faces against their skulls, and their empty eye sockets were pitch black, making Shen Zhongcheng's whole body tremble and he couldn't help himself.

Shen Zhongcheng was terrified, and when he saw a surviving donkey, he immediately gave up the original idea of searching for survivors, took the donkey and returned home.

Then he set up a donkey cart, pulled the old mother and eldest son out of Shenjiayu, and then wandered all the way to Huya City where he lived.

It was really hard during that time, but fortunately, the old boss helped him several times, and he finally got a foothold in Huya City.

Shen Zhongcheng never told anyone about the events of that night, even his own wife only thought that the village was destroyed by bandits and didn't know the truth.

It's a demon!

This answer has been echoing in his heart, and I don't know how many nights have made him wake up in a cold sweat!

Why did the godfather bring up this matter?

Godmaster shouldn't know about this!

"There were a lot of people who fled here back then, why did I take special care of you?" The old man's originally cloudy gaze turned sharp and terrifying: "It's because you still have a faint evil aura on your body! I can guess that your Shen Jiayu was destroyed by the Blood Erosion Monster!"

Blood Erosion!

What's that, is it a youkai?

Shen Zhongcheng was like falling into an ice cave, his body was stiff and numb, and he couldn't even ask questions.

The old man sighed, picked up his glass and drank it all.

"When I was fifteen years old, I had scabies, and my head and face were horribly ulcerated, and my eldest brother happened to marry the daughter of the elder of the neighboring village, so my father carried me to the forest hut in the mountains, so as not to be unlucky and be laughed at. The old man's eyes were gloomy, and his tone began to be gloomy.

"That wooden house had just been made of nitrate, it was smelly and cold, and I managed to survive three days, and after calculating that my eldest brother had returned home, I immediately went down the mountain and went home, and then found that everyone in my family was dead, and the whole village was dead!" The old man spoke quite calmly, but the wine glass in his hand was crushed with a snap, which showed how violent the fluctuations in his heart were.

"I passed out at the time, but fortunately, Master Yunyou saved me here, and then took me to search for the Blood Erosion Monster, and it took more than half a year to finally kill five Blood Erosion Monsters, even if we were constantly chasing them, Huya City was still killed and eaten nearly 900 people!" The old man shook his head and sighed: "If it weren't for the master's mercy, Huya City might have disappeared!"

Nine hundred people in half a year!

All sucked into dried corpses?

Shen Zhongcheng couldn't help but have terrible pictures in his mind, his stomach began to roll, and he was about to vomit.

"The Blood Erosion is human, and that's the most terrifying thing. The old boss didn't give Shen Zhongcheng any room to buffer, and opened his mouth to reveal this terrifying information.

Ahhhhh!!h

Shen Zhongcheng was completely speechless, his voice was hoarse and terrifying, and a pair of eyes were staring too hard, so that the bloodshot quickly spread.

"Don't worry, there are no blood erosion monsters in Huya City now, but my old guy who has half of his foot on the coffin board always has a bad feeling, so I want to find a true disciple to protect Huya City as soon as possible. The old man saw Shen Zhongcheng's fear, and hurriedly comforted him.

"You are so optimistic about Shen Lang, that child will be seventeen in spring!" Shen Zhongcheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Xuanji said worriedly.

"Lingyu has a spirit, since he has chosen Shen Lang as the master, then he will definitely be able to become stronger, so you don't have to worry. The old man waved his hand to signal Shen Zhongcheng not to interrupt him, and continued: "Old man, I was born in the countryside, and my personality is stubborn, I can't stay in Yuchan Temple, Master gave me Lingyu to fulfill my wish to return to my hometown to guard, I swore that if I can't find an apprentice, I will send Lingyu back to Yuchan Temple, and if I find an apprentice, I will also lay the foundation and let him return to Yuchan Temple for ordination." ”

"So after Shen Lang officially apprenticed, he broke off with your family on the surface, and he will live with me in the future, you have to understand this. The old boss deliberately emphasized.

"Okay, if we didn't have a godfather, we wouldn't be able to live," Shen Zhongchang sighed and finally agreed.

Although Shen Zhongcheng didn't know how spiritual the spirit jade was, he could guess that it was an extremely precious thing.

The entire Huya City has a population of nearly 150,000, and there are not 10,000 but 8,000 people who practice martial arts, but there are only two people who have reached an unimaginable level, that is, the head of the Huwei Dart Bureau and the old leader.

When he first arrived in Huya City that year, he witnessed the old man dragging the Zhenshui Iron Ox used to build a pontoon bridge by himself, and throwing the Iron Ox weighing more than 10,000 catties into the river.

Does the old boss have a height of three feet or three heads and six arms, why does he have such a strong strength?

And although the disciples of the old leader are strong, they are not as beyond imagination as the old leader, obviously they have also practiced the old master's kung fu, and they have also been taught with all their hearts.

Now that I think about it, it should have something to do with this kind of spiritual jade, just like the legend that after eating a thousand years of ginseng to become an immortal, maybe a warrior will have unimaginable power after eating spiritual jade.

Shen Zhongcheng's idea is very simple, his son has taken up the light, and naturally he has to pay the price, otherwise a good thing will turn into a bad thing.

"I'll take this kid back to me tomorrow, it's inconvenient for you to eat, drink, and cultivate here. Seeing that Shen Zhongcheng agreed, the old boss nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and walked outside, ready to call Shen Lang back.

Under the moonlight, Shen Lang's body looked like a pounce, his hands clenched into fists into hammers, his fists smashed straight up, the shoulder and elbow joints clicked at the same time, and the subtle muscles tensed and bounced, and a three-foot condensed airflow burst out, so that the snowflakes could not fall here, dancing lightly.

The fist is a hammer, the vertical palm is a knife, the leg sweep is a stick, and the elbow is a gun!

Practicing boxing first practice, then into the muscles and bones, and finally condensing the fist intention, Shen Lang's Fuhu boxing has reached the level of muscles and bones, if you don't know the truth, at least I think his boxing skills have been hot for ten years!

This kid can't eat enough, can't wear warm clothes, and has never been instructed, but he was taught once a few years ago, and he has reached this state, it seems that he is not only benevolent, but also outstanding in martial arts.

Blood spirit jade can strengthen the body, but it can't give talent.

At that time, he went astray, and he walked the road of horizontal refining without laying a good foundation, and lived up to the expectations of his master; this time he must guide Shen Lang well, so that this child can return to Yuchan Temple openly and honestly, and correct the name of his master.