Jiang Huai sat in the car, bored looking at the scenery around him, but it was already night, and he couldn't see anything clearly except for the black lights and some faint lights. Next to him was a woman with a child, the child made a fuss from time to time, and patted Jiang Huai, Jiang Huai glanced at the child, turned his head, and then, no more......

Instead, the woman was teaching her children: "Why did you beat your uncle, you were so disobedient?" ”

The kid muttered a few words, but it belongs to the category of "children's language", not everyone can understand it, anyway, Jiang Huai can't understand it, but he doesn't care, children, they are often privileged, and he is not a very vicious person. (Jiang Huai: Khan, ordinary bad people are not the most vicious...... Not to mention that I) didn't focus on the sidelines either. Just thinking about the time to go home.

Introduction, our protagonist, Jiang Huai, is twenty years old this year, male and female-loving (although he is still single), not rich and handsome, not short and poor, the family conditions are more than enough, and the national per capita income is above the well-off level. is currently a sophomore, and his academic performance is neither good nor bad, and for the teacher, he basically belongs to the role of passerby A and Song Bing B, in other words, this person can be described as such.

At this time, it was June 21st, and the summer vacation had begun, and Jiang Huai took this train on the way home. At this time, all qiē is calm, yes, very calm. The train is running at high speed, and the scenery keeps passing, uh, please, it's night, and the scenery is not clear, well, when I didn't say.

Finally, Jiang Huai felt a little sleepy, there were still 3 hours to get home, it was 19 o'clock, it was obviously not okay to squint his eyes and sleep for a long time, but it was okay to take a nap. He was about to close his eyes, when suddenly he saw a flash of lightning, and then he rubbed his eyes, is it a hallucination?

Jiang Huai pinched himself, and gasped in pain, it's not a dream, it's true, there are actually two people under the thunder light, dressed a little weird, with an ancient style, please, this is not a TV series shooting site, and there is also a thunder light - I haven't heard of any machine that can arrange the sky.

The train was still running, but the two people never disappeared from Jiang Huai's eyes, what he felt was not curiosity, it was curiosity, how did they do it? Even if it was Liu Xiang, he followed the train for a thousand kilometers at most, but at this time, the train had been running for fifteen minutes, and at an average speed of 200 yards per hour, the two of them followed for fifty kilometers, and it was, well, it seemed to be...... Hike.

Wait, on foot. Also, how can there be a fireball on the hand of the man in yellow clothes, what is going on, is it magic? Liu Qian, I have seen it (on TV), this person is obviously not, the magician who will do this is obviously not a magic master, it is impossible to be unknown, but this appearance, I have really never seen it at all, is it a new debut, specially for Mr. Liu?

Wait, the direction of the fireball, don't you play magic with that, you think they're those powerful immortals in the novel? Well, no, I want to believe in science, insist on science, everything that science can't explain is pseudoscience. Eh, please ignore the last sentence, the questioning emperor who questioned the pseudoscience of Chinese medicine is a public figure that Jiang Huai hates very much, so that sentence is purely a tone particle, unintentional.

Jiang Huai's thoughts only lasted for a few seconds, and then the fireball had already smashed onto the train, and then he felt a whirlwind of the sky, and the two of them also instantly reached the side of the train. At the same time, a thunderclap came from the sky, and the target of the lightning strike was those two people. As soon as the two people dodged, the thunder and lightning directly injured the train....... at this time the two said a few words.

One of the older ones laughed wildly and said, "Senior brother is really talented, thinking of this way to survive the thunder tribulation, I feel that I will soon be in the infancy stage, and with so many lives, I just need to refine the 'Ten Thousand Ghost Sail' of our Black Spirit Sect." ”

The younger one frowned slightly, and said, "Senior brother, so many mortal lives have been lost because of us, will there be a more terrible heavenly punishment in the next tribulation?" ”

The older one said disdainfully: "Mere mortals, they should be proud to be the stepping stone for our senior brothers to cultivate immortals, and besides, there are only a hundred lives. And what is it? ”

The young junior brother nodded and said, "Senior brother is right. So, let's kill some more?"

Senior brother said: "Absolutely not, we are almost taking advantage of the negligence of the Heavenly Dao by doing this today, but have you ever heard of the 'Heavenly Net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky', the Heavenly Dao will be negligent, but there is no loophole, our method is to cross the catastrophe, and the people in this car are struck by lightning can also count their lives in the Heavenly Dao, but if we deliberately kill mortals, then we may encounter the thunder tribulation to be passed by the peak of the god at this time, or even the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder." “

The junior brother let out a cold sweat and said gratefully: "Thank you for my teachings, I almost made a big mistake." It's also true, the people of my generation who cultivate immortals, why bother with mortals like ants. Saying that, a sail in his hand waved, bringing up a gust of yin wind, and then there were many terrible screams, and the whole ghost cried wolf, and the junior brother snorted, and said to the ghost inside: "The power of becoming my 'Ten Thousand Ghost Sail' is a blessing that you can't cultivate in several lifetimes." Don't cry and cry anymore, otherwise I will directly refine your soul in the most painful way!"

His words didn't have much effect, and the ghosts were still noisy.

"If it's a man, don't play these Shinto ways, let the uncle out, and have a real fight with the uncle. What kind of man are you like a. "Rough.

"What is this, woo, I'm so scared, I'm going home. "Cowardly.

"It's a mess in there, I'm starving, is there anything to eat. Hey, I felt starving to death just now, why don't I feel it now......?" ）

"Brother, which way are you mixed up, I'm the second leader of the XX Gang, I persuade you to let me go. Otherwise, let the people of our XX gang know, you will die an ugly death, and the corpses will be thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. "I don't know if it's true or not, it's all hung up anyway, even if he's real.

"Big brother, let me go here in the dark, I have an eighty-year-old mother, a sixty-year-old wife, and a nursing child. "I'm curious, is this guy a heavy taste or a ....... heavy taste, that, man, how old are you?

"Hey, I can't feel my own body, is this a soul, this means that people have a soul after death, so the materialism I firmly believed in at the beginning is wrong? Well, then why is there a soul, I have to study it carefully, is there a soul for me to slice? "The science madman type (everyone... Ahem, the ghosts were in a cold sweat...... Hey, do ghosts sweat...... Less lifting, the author counts)

......

To the junior brother, these mortals are just ants, even if they are ordinary people, who will pay attention to the speech of the ants (eh, I can't understand the words of ants...... So the final fate of these souls was shattered one after another, and they became the nourishment of his ten thousand ghost sails. And although our classmate Jiang Huai was injured a little, he was still a lucky survivor, and at the same time, because the train was broken down, all the sound insulation disappeared, so he listened to the words of this senior brother, and he was the only one who listened to it. Because the best of the others also fell into a deep coma.

It turns out that the cultivator really exists, not only in the novel.

It turns out that the cultivator's heart is full of those thoughts.

It turned out that this qiē was premeditated.

Someday, I'll make you pay.

And let you be proud for a few days. I wrote down this hatred.

At this time, the sound of an ambulance sounded, and the two cultivators left at the same time, and the scene of the accident looked like an ordinary natural disaster.......