Out of the city, it was a barren slope, and Tong Fei walked neither fast nor slow, but Tong Fei's ears moved, and his hand subconsciously touched his waist.

There was a small dagger and a small cloth bag, which of course contained a few handfuls of flour mixed with chili flour, and a burden on his shoulder, in addition to the medicine he had just bought, and a few books, a small piece of lard and accompanying clothes, and bits and pieces.

Suddenly, Tong Fei stood still, turned his head to look at the two strong men standing a few feet away.

"Two uncles, are you looking for me?"

These words made the two men look stunned, they didn't expect that the child would actually find out that they were following, and asked themselves so calmly, but the two of them were still old and quickly returned to normal. What's more, they feel that they are just facing a child, and there is nothing to worry about.

"Haha, boy, what's your name, where do you live, do you want us to give you a ride?" said the Sorrowful Ghost with a smile on his face.

"Yes, boy, this neighborhood is very desolate, there is only one ruined temple, you won't be looking for a ruined temple. The ghost also said.

"Uncle, I did look for the temple, my mother asked me to wait for him in the temple, but I got lost, I don't know where the temple is, if the two uncles know the way, you can take me for a ride!" Tong Fei's sad face and pleading look were really pitiful and distressing.

"Okay, let's go with you, let's go with you!" said the Sorrowful Ghost brothers, looking at each other.

"Thank you, uncle!" Tong Fei seemed to be very happy, and walked forward without the slightest defense.

The two exchanged colors, followed closely, pretended to point the direction, and began to walk forward with Tong Fei left and right.

The two of them are figuring out where to start. The tacit understanding of the two cooperated, one followed Tong Fei in front of him, and the other looked left and right, looking for a suitable place to start. At this moment, unexpectedly, Tong Fei suddenly sighed! As if he had tripped over a stone, his feet were unstable, and he fell to the ground. And it seems that the fall is not light, and the pain is wow-wow crying.

The sad ghost behind pushed the ghost and said, "You go and pick him up!" The ghost smiled evilly, stepped forward and asked with concern: "Little brother, let's fall, what are you carrying, your mother is really, why do you let you carry the burden so young, let my uncle and I help you." ”

said that the ghost saw sorrow and stepped forward and lowered his body, and he was going to pull the burden.

At this moment, Tong Fei turned over. A playful smile at the ghost sorrow.

Seeing Tong Fei's strange smile, ominous thoughts secretly flashed.

But it seems that it is too late! Ghost suddenly felt a cold sharp pain in his abdomen. Subconsciously looked down, and saw Tong Fei holding a small dagger into his navel, and blood was flowing out along the blade......

"Ahh

All he had in his mind was hateful thoughts: "I caught the eagle all my life, but the eagle pecked at the eye." What a poor sick boy this is, he's a little devil at all!"

But the ghost is self-confident, and he can be regarded as having the foundation of more than ten years of martial arts training, a dagger is not enough to kill him, although the navel eye is a big point in the body, but it is not where the valve is. He could have endured the pain, and as a result, the little boy's life was ruined.

But things were beyond his expectations, and before he could exert his strength, he found that his whole body was numb, his limbs were no longer numb, and even his teeth were numb, so he could only hum!

Soon, the ghost's eyes darkened, and his whole body stiffly threw himself towards Tong Fei.

"Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you!

Tong Fei seemed to be trying to correct the ghost's sorrow, but his face showed a dazed and panicked face.

"What's wrong?" the sad ghost heard something wrong. He followed behind, only looking at the back of the ghost, so he couldn't see the dagger on the navel of the ghost, and he didn't know what happened, and he was a little unhappy in his mouth, thinking that the whole ghost was worried, he was usually good, how could he not even be a child?

The sad ghost muttered, "Second brother, what the hell is your name!" and walked up to ask.

At this moment, suddenly he felt a wave of Tong Fei's hand on the ground, and a burst of white mist came to his face, mixed with some red, his eyes and nose choked all over, and his eyes suddenly hurt very much.

"Ahem, cough, what's this!

The Death Ghost screamed. Busy rubbing his eyes, trying to regain his vision. But I don't know what it is, it's scorching, and he can't open his eyes for a while.

And almost at the same time, Tong Fei had already pulled out the dagger that pierced the ghost's body, and with blood stains, it stabbed directly into the throat of the ghost

The sun was still high, and on the bleak slope of the barren grass, two strong men were lying on the ground, no longer breathing. Tong Fei used the other party's clothes to wipe away the blood stains on the dagger, and in front of the sun, the tip of the dagger blade emitted a green faint light. It can be seen that although the dagger is very ordinary, it has been quenched with poison in advance, and this poison kills people instantly, which is obviously extraordinary.

Tong Fei rummaged through the other party's waist bag and found that apart from more than a thousand spirit beads, there were almost no valuable things.

Tong Fei shook his head and sighed, although he killed someone, he did not have a trace of panic. Instead, he sighed at the two.

"Hmph! Since you are a robber, you should have realized that you will be killed! What a stupid thief!" Tong Fei muttered, spitting at the two corpses. And then left. If someone saw him so calm at this moment, they would definitely not think that it was not the first time he had killed someone. In fact, Tong Fei has killed people more than once.

But is it important? For Tong Fei, it really doesn't matter. The important thing is that he should leave here as soon as possible and go to the temple to meet people. He never lies to the dead.

In the ruined temple outside the city, Tong Fei skillfully set up a fire and hung the clay pot on it, but on the other hand, he invited a bowl to start kneading the dough.

"It's a pity, I could have made a lot of cakes, but it was all wasted!" Tong Fei shook his head and sighed.

From time to time, the medicinal juice overflowed from the clay pot, and a smell of medicine filled the entire dilapidated hall.

The dough is kneaded, kneaded into small round cakes, threaded on a small iron ring, and baked on the fire. Hung the lard bought on the iron ring, the fire swelled, the oil juice all dripped on the round cake on the iron ring, Tong Fei sprinkled some salt on it, slowly, the dough became burnt, Tong Fei came to his nose and smelled: "Well, it's so fragrant!" Tong Fei swallowed his saliva, but he didn't eat it, but took off the dough, wrapped it in oil paper, held it in his hand, and came to a corner of the main hall.

On the edge of the desk, a woman dressed in black was meditating on herself.

Tong Fei stepped forward a few steps, but he didn't get closer, about half a foot away, Tong Fei said softly: "Mother, you taste the round cake I made...... This is the ...... I just learned."

This woman is the middle-aged woman in the city, and she is the mother in Tong Fei's mind. She also has a prominent identity, which is Lin Yutong, a thousand poisonous women.

At this moment, the face of the thousand poisonous girl Lin Yutong was almost completely hidden in the hat, and Tong Fei could only hear her reply coldly: "I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself." And after drinking the medicine, I went to sleep. We're getting out of here tomorrow morning!"

"Oh!" Tong Fei stubbornly wrapped the oiled paper and put it on the desk. Then he walked back, baked a few more round cakes, and chewed on himself.

The medicinal juice was tumbling for a long time, and only then did Tong Fei take the bowl and pour out the medicinal juice, and while blowing, he said, "I drink this, it should be better!

Lin Yutong was not moved, his voice was still so cold, and even with contemptuous mockery: "It's useless, how many times have I said it, don't bother with this, you are injured by the Heavenly Dao, and you have no possibility of learning martial arts in your life, let alone cultivating immortals!

"No!" Tong Fei stubbornly drank a bowl of medicinal soup, although it was still a little hot, although it was enough to blister its lips, but he seemed willing.

It's night, the wind is blowing, the temple door is blown by the wind, Tong Fei is covered with straw, trembling and swishing, and seems to be still muttering "Tong Tong Feifei, mother...... Mom"

Lin Yutong was shocked from his meditation and heard Tong Fei's dream. I don't know if I was moved by Tong Fei's mother, or suddenly my conscience found out. She stood up, walked over to the desk, and picked up the oiled paper bag.

A gust of wind blew, and the black veil on Lin Yutong's body fluttered with the wind. showed a fair and beautiful face. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if thinking about something.

Until I heard Tong Fei in his sleep "oh oh". Only then did she wake up and glanced at Tong Fei, who was shivering coldly.

Walked to the temple door, rearranged the broken door panel, and returned to the fire.

The fire had been extinguished, and only the red charcoal was still emitting residual heat. Lin Yutong gathered the firewood and relit the fire, and soon the hall became much warmer. She came to the grass where Tong Fei was lying again, carefully examined the blisters on his lips, and sighed softly. Then he took out a cloak from his baggage and draped it on Tong Fei!

Lin Yutong continued to sit down by the fire, opened the dough wrapped in oiled paper, took out one and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and seemed to taste it