In the second volume, the elixir was collected on the Tianzhu Peak, and Yun Mengzeli practiced strange soldiers

63 Longyou Shoal was attacked by shrimp and tigers, and Pingyang was bullied by dogs

Last night, the cold scorpion couldn't stop singing, and I was shocked back to a thousand miles of dreams, and it has been three watches. Get up and walk around the stairs alone, people are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain. The old mountain pine and bamboo are old, blocking the return journey. If you want to put your heart into Yaoqin, there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings? - "Little Heavy Mountain"

When he arrived in the town, he found a broken kiln to settle in. This broken kiln does not shelter from the wind or rain, but just has an extra place to live. When Lu Qingdu left, he left him a dozen taels of broken silver, which was enough for him to spend. Ping Fan spent a few dollars of silver, hired people to carry some bricks, tiles, soil and stones, filled in the air leakage, and went to the countryside to pick up some straw, and spread it on the broken kiln floor, but it was barely enough to live in. He knew that he had a great secret, so he never had anything to do with people except to buy food. When others saw that he looked sloppy and had a peculiar surname, they never talked to him.

In a flash, half a year passed, and the cold wind began to blow in the town. Counting the ordinary days, it turns out that in a few days, it will be the Chinese New Year's Eve. Every year at this time, the Shangqing Palace will be decorated with lights to celebrate the New Year. The whole courtyard of Muni Hall will wear cotton clothes sewn by Meng Feiyan himself, and under the leadership of the third senior brother Chen Qingyun, they will pay New Year's greetings to the elders. I still remember that every time I come back for the New Year, everyone's pockets will be filled with red envelopes and candy. There is only one time every year when everyone can leave their homework behind and have a good time. At that time, Lu Qingdu was a well-known troublemaker, and he always liked to spend some money to buy some fake centipedes, fake poisonous snakes and other playthings from the vendors under the mountain, and put them in other people's quilts to be scary.

Thinking of this, Ordinary couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a curved arc. Yes, it was a joy that I don't know what year it was, a memory of the past, and an unforgettable touch. It's just that these joys, joys, and touches from the past will never, never come back.

Ordinary people were distracted, and someone behind him shouted: "That little thief, what are you doing when you occupy Lao Tzu's territory?"

When the ordinary person turned around, he saw that the man was nine feet tall, with a face full of flesh, and he looked fierce. It's just that on him, a coarse linen shirt is covered with dust, and it looks ridiculous in tatters. Behind the man, there were more than a dozen men in the same costume, and there was no doubt that they were a group of beggars.

The man saw the ordinary, looked up and down for a while, and suddenly sneered "hey, hey, hey" three times. As soon as the laughter fell, the dozen or so beggars swarmed up, surrounding the ordinary in the middle. Seeing this, Ping Fan knew what was going to happen in his heart, stretched out his hand to lift Chixiao, and pretended to probe into the fire to stir up the fire, but he secretly thought in his heart that he should find a way to escape.

Before a thought was finished, he felt that his hand was suddenly light, and Chixiao had been snatched away by the big man's hand. Pingfan complained bitterly in his heart, but his face pretended to be nothing, and asked casually: "This big brother, what did you do with my burning stick? When the big man heard this, he sneered and said coldly: "Burning sticks! Hehe, how can there be such a burning stick in the world?" The man snatched Chixiao, only to feel that his hand was very light, it seemed that it was really a wooden sword, although he was a little disappointed, but he did not abandon it casually, but raised the sword and shouted: "I'll search it!" The two robbers agreed loudly and touched it in the arms of the ordinary.

After being punched for no reason, and being wantonly searched by these two people, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and thought: "There are such unreasonable people in the world! If I have a single point of mana, you are not my opponent!"

Before he could think about it, he was kicked in the chest again. This kick hit the wound and kicked him black in front of his eyes, and he fainted in pain. Before he could get up, he felt that his shoulder was pushed and he fell to the ground involuntarily. The man pushed down the ordinary, then stretched out his foot and stepped on his chest and crushed it hard. Ping Fan closed his mouth and forcibly swallowed a mouthful of hot blood, thinking, "This person is not so vicious! Could it be that he was actually sent by Master Qingxuan to take my surname?"

When I was in a daze, I only heard the man's cold voice say: "I have searched carefully, don't let me go!"

"Yes!" replied the bandits.

Then, I only heard a violent sound of ping-pong and choking, and the dishes, bricks, tables and chairs in the kiln fell out one by one. Everyone searched for a while, but there still seemed to be no result, and the surname Suo demolished the walls and stove of this broken kiln. Suddenly, I only heard a "poof", and the ordinary package was torn in half, and several Taoist robes and a few pieces of broken silver and other objects in the bag fell to the ground together. When the robbers saw the silver taels, they pounced on them like mad dogs and snatched up the pieces of silver. Lying on the ground, Ping Fan looked at all this in his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly think in his heart: "I also said that they are the subordinates of Master Qingxuan, and they sent someone to take my surname." It turned out that these people pretended to be beggars, but they were a group of out-and-out thieves. ”

Thinking of this, ordinary people were at peace in their hearts, knowing that these people only came for wealth, but it was not as dangerous as meeting monks. He knew that his cultivation was now in ruins, and even ordinary people were far behind, so he didn't resist, and he cowered and made a frightened look. I saw that they had taken the silver taels, snatched their clothes, and put them on their bodies with all their hands and feet. When I saw the ridiculous appearance of everyone coaxing me to grab and jumping up and down, I couldn't help but secretly feel funny. I laughed secretly in my heart for a while, and suddenly a sadness arose, and I thought: "Once upon a time, I was also like them, running around and working hard for three meals a day, with no clothes, no food, and a life that pigs and dogs are not as good as that. But I didn't expect it."

was in a trance, but when he heard a crisp sound of "pop", an object was trampled on and shattered. Following the prestige, I saw that the thing was two inches long and pine yellow, but it was a wooden doll two inches high. This puppet was originally born when he was thirteen years old eight years ago, Lu Qingdu saw that he liked it, and specially bought it for him. When the ordinary leaves the mountain, it is also brought out. At this time, the puppet was stepped on, and its hands and feet were broken and shattered. When he saw it, he was furious and shouted: "You dog thief, you just robbed me of my money and clothes, why do you still trample on my puppet?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the bandit head turn around, and then his eyes went dark, and he was slapped heavily with a "snap". Ordinary was beaten, and he became even more angry, and suddenly he rolled around, and his hands slammed on the ground, and he wanted to stand up. The bandit leader sneered and kicked him in the waist. Ordinary snorted and fell again. The bandit leader laughed, pointed to the wooden carvings, bamboo swords and other objects scattered on the ground, and shouted: "Smash all these things for Lao Tzu!" The group of thieves agreed loudly, and after a short time, they had smashed all the scattered playthings. Every time everyone smashed a piece, the ordinary eyes were red, until more than a dozen playthings were smashed, and the ordinary eyes were so red that they were almost dripping blood.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Suddenly, a force that ordinary people didn't know where to come from, suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed straight towards the bandit. The bandit leader was so anxious that he was so frightened that he was hugged by him, and the two of them rolled down together. The ordinary hand raised a punch, and with a "bang", knocked out his full mouthful of teeth, and a stream of blood spurted out. The bandit leader was punched, his momentum was frustrated, his right hand holding the sword was loosened, and with a "dang" sound, the long sword fell to the ground. Pingfan grabbed Chixiao and slashed down with a sword.

When the bandit leader saw him slashing with a sword, he didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, so he hurriedly raised his hand, put his hands together, and caught the blade of the sword. The bandit leader smiled, and was about to fight back, when he suddenly felt a powerful suction force on the sword, sucking the essence and blood in his body continuously. The bandit leader's face changed, and he called "help", and his voice was suddenly dumb. Gradually, I saw that his arms were released, and the whole person was paralyzed to the ground, twitching twice, and not moving at all. This sudden change was abrupt, and everyone was stunned. Pingfan even straightened his eyes, and said to himself: "I, I killed someone, I killed someone!"

When the thieves saw that he killed the leader as soon as he made a move, everyone was afraid and the less cowardly, so they wanted to turn around and flee immediately. At this time, seeing his lost soul and his heart did not belong, he couldn't help but be terrified, and rushed over. After the ordinary lost his mana, he was already worse than ordinary people, and at this time, he was hugged by everyone, and his nose and face were swollen, and he was covered in blood, and he could barely breathe. These people launched Xing, but they were ruthless, and they used all kinds of obscene methods such as eye insertion, throat locking, and crotch kicking. Ordinary didn't notice it for a while, and someone kicked him in the crotch, and it hurt his heart and lungs.

In addition to being seriously injured, I couldn't help but be furious, and thought to myself: "At this time when I forgot to die and fought to the death, I actually had to pity the enemy, I was really stupid to go home! Okay, now I will die left and right, it's a big deal that I will fight with you!" Thinking of this, I can't help but be angry from my heart, and evil is born to the side of the guts, and swinging my sword is a burst of indiscriminate slashing. Several bandits were slashed by Chixiao, their bodies shook for a while, and they fell down one after another. In the blink of an eye, Ping Fan was also punched three times, kicked twice, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another. In the confusion, I don't know who punched him, and with a "click", he broke one of his ribs.

Ordinary took a punch, and in an instant, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and with a loud shout, he cut down the sneak attacker with a sword. Everyone couldn't help but be startled when they saw him covered in blood and his crazy appearance with red eyes. The two bandits could not dodge and were slashed by him one after another. The two of them were slashed by Chixiao, and they didn't snort, they fell to the ground, only twitched slightly, and then they were like the bandit leader, and they didn't move. Ordinary cut down the two of them, and their feet kept stopping, chasing them like a gust of wind. When the bandits saw him slashing and killing without regard for his surname, they couldn't help but shout: "This man is crazy, this man is crazy!"

Ordinary took a breath, and tried not to let himself fall down by taking advantage of the sharp pain at the broken bone, but he felt that his eyes were blurry, and it seemed that he couldn't even see the figure clearly. With his previous memories, Ordinary rushed two steps to the left, cutting down three people one after another, and then rushed a few steps to the right, cutting down four more people. The remaining two were scattered, and they ran wildly without a fateful price. Ordinary grabbed a few steps, Chixiao pressed his vest, and the man threw himself forward and fell to the ground and died.

The last person was so brave and brave, and when he was shocked, suddenly his crotch was hot, and a smell came out, and he was so frightened that he was so scared that he was urine. The man shouted, and then heard the sound of the wind whirring in mid-air, and a swarthy sword came across the air, piercing through the back of his heart, and carrying a slick of blood. Chixiao passed through the human body, and flew forward for several feet, and then fell to the ground with a "dang" sound. The red light flashed, and then it turned into the tattered and patina appearance of the past. Ordinary and strong enemies, as soon as his mind was relieved, he couldn't support it anymore, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but Ping Fan only felt a chill on his body, and he woke up involuntarily. When I opened my eyes, I saw dead bodies lying on the ground. These corpses are as bloodless as they were when they were alive, except for their bloodless faces and stiff bodies. Under the faint moonlight, it seems that with just one order, it will jump up at any time and pounce on you.

Looking at the dead corpses all over the ground, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and a voice in his heart couldn't help shouting: "I killed someone, I killed someone!"

After the fright, Ping Fan slowly calmed down and thought, "If they didn't want to kill me first, why would I kill them all? There are some people in this world, if you don't provoke him, he wants to provoke you, if you don't kill him, he will come and kill you." From this point of view, it is impossible to abuse good people, if others are provoked by me, I will naturally ignore him, but if he wants to kill me, depending on what kind of character he is, I will never be killed, I have to fight to the death. After such self-liberation, I felt better in my heart.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in the face, and there were suddenly countless white spots in the air, which were sprinkled one after another, and it turned out that it was already snowing. Snowflakes fell on the corpses, a thin layer of silver ash. Snowflakes fell on the house, on the ground, and sat quietly on the body, letting the snowflakes float on the head, face, and body

Gradually, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and in a short time the ground was covered with a layer of snow. Ordinary smiled, held up the red sky, and walked forward step by step.

In the wind and snow, the ordinary figure became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared

(ps: Murder is unavoidable in novels, especially in Xiuzhen novels.) When I saw the protagonists slashing like mad dogs one by one, I directly clicked "x". No one is cold-blooded and ruthless as soon as he comes out, unless he's a killer in the first place. When a person starts to kill, it should start from being forced to do so, and I don't believe that anyone can kill people in the first place. If you don't kill, you have to die, and there is a process of transformation in between, even if it is a mortal flow (in fact, it is a murder escalation stream). In this chapter, I arranged for him to kill a few mortals, just to give him a test, such a test does not seem to be as thrilling as the fighting method, but in fact, it is to give him a transformation process from struggling, resisting, to killing people in a rage. Starting from chapter 62, I pulled the pig's feet back to the mortal world from the fairyland-like Shangqing Palace, and asked him to abolish his cultivation and get up again from the bottom. This world is cruel, but it is very real. Losing the aura of the disciples of the great sect, and also losing the boundless Dao method that the monks are proud of, in this way, they can truly begin to sense heaven and earth and understand nature. From this point on, it can be regarded as the beginning of cultivation. You know: the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!)