Gui Yanran's hair stood on end, and he asked, "Your brother's corpse stood up?" If someone told him a year ago that the dead were still alive, he would have regarded it as a joke, but since he had dealt with the Abandoned Corpse Soulless Sect, he really didn't know the bottom of his heart.

Duan Yinbao nodded and said, "I looked at my brother's face, his eyes were blank, his mouth was airless, and there was a big gap in his throat, stretching from his left ear to his right ear. Blood was dripping all over his chest, and he looked horrible, not alive.

That Yu Nanxiang was very bold, thinking that I was pretending to be a ghost, so he shouted angrily and slashed at my brother's head with a scimitar. It was a thunderous and extremely difficult move for him to deal with, and he moved no slower than the scimitar, as if he had become one with it. The knife was so vicious that my brother couldn't dodge it and was struck in the forehead with a single move.

I screamed and clutched my stomach, trying to come to my aid, but what I saw was still uneasy to see.

My brother's body was covered in bark in an instant, as if it had grown countless knots and calluses. The bark covered his face, and he became so large that it was a huge ball, in which my brother's dead eyes were blank, but I looked at them with ferocity.

Yu Nanxiang exclaimed loudly, let go of the scimitar, and just as he was about to get out, branches grew on my brother's body, stabbing this extremely powerful opponent into a honeycomb. The branches grew unusually fast, and when my eyes blinked, Yu Nanxiang was already in trouble, and even his light skills had no room to dodge.

I fell to the ground, cold and cold, and kept telling myself that what I saw was a nightmare. As soon as you go to sleep, everything will be back to the way it was. Blood was pouring from my wounds, my strength was getting weaker, and I knew I was dying.

My brother, no. The giant sac monster came up to me, and the branch stabbed me in the abdomen, and I fainted in a sharp pain.

When I woke up, the corpse of Yu Nanxiang, the monster my brother had turned into. They were all gone, and there was no wound on my abdomen, not even a scar. I had a terrible headache, the base of my tongue was sweet, I didn't know what it was, I was dazed, trembling, and walked towards the villa.

When I got home, I saw my dad sitting at his desk reading. The demeanor is leisurely, and he doesn't seem to be flustered. I became suspicious and asked him how his injuries were, and he wondered, 'I'm fine, when have I been injured?'

I was shocked when I saw that he did not look like a hypocrisy, and hurried to see his calves, which were not scarred. I saw clearly last night that he was badly wounded. How can you be safe at this moment?

I suspect it was a nightmare last night, I was drunk. Running up the hill, thinking about it for a while, I suddenly felt hopeful, and asked, 'Is my brother back?'

Daddy said, 'You kid, but you haven't woken up yet?' Your brother died three years ago. ’

My mind was in a mess and I went to find my nephew. He still looked the same, and said, "Daddy left early, I haven't seen him since I was born, uncle, hug." Then I went and asked the people of the villa. It's also a word for the people.

If ordinary people encounter such strange situations, they either think that they are crazy, or they think that they are really mistaken. But when I walked the rivers and lakes a few years ago, I heard of a drug that can make people have memory disorders, listen to and believe partially, like a lost soul, the medicine book says that this medicine is extremely rare, and after the mouth, the sweetness does not dissipate. In an instant, I felt a cold feeling on my back, as if a cruel monster was targeting me. I immediately remained silent, laughed and said, "Yes, yes, look at my brain, my brother has long since died, I think about him very much, so I talk nonsense." ’

It took a long time for the chilling shadow to reced, and I knew that no matter what kind of monster it was, I had been deceived for the time being.

I thought: 'That Yu Nanxiang's kung fu is extremely high, and he is considered a top player in the rivers and lakes, and that monster killed him in a blink of an eye, it is absolutely an ordinary thing, and I must not expose it.'" Somehow, its amnesiac drug didn't work for me, but it fooled everyone in my family. Its supernatural powers are so vast that I am alone and unable to resist. Even so, the idea was always so bizarre that I wasn't sure of it.

I guess it was because I practiced the Shennong Tianxiang Sutra that I escaped brainwashing, but my father practiced this kung fu for a longer time than me, so how could he be tricked instead? So I pretended to discuss with him the perception of the second half of the scriptures, and he said some methods of true qi cultivation, which were very different from what I had realized.

I know that all the mysteries are in this scripture, and if I want to know the true intentions of that monster, I have to study this scripture thoroughly. So I worked tirelessly day and night to understand the second half of the wordless scriptures.

Gradually, a picture emerged in my eyes: a baby, soaked in a verdant potion. I stared at the potion and instantly understood the recipe for it. I know that this is a realm that no one on my ancestors has comprehended, and this is not a method of practicing true qi, but a pill technique of boiling some kind of medicine. I once read the experience of my ancestors, and although the words were vague, they were completely different from what I had realized.

At this time, my father came to talk to me, and when I looked up, I almost screamed: I saw that my father's skin was mottled and protruding, as if it was covered with tree bark. I shook my head and looked at him again, but nothing was wrong.

I thought I had lost my eyes, but I was always scared in my heart. I happened to look at him, and saw that the bark of the tree was slowly covering him, making him ugly and hideous, but in the blink of an eye, he was back to his original state.

I did not panic, and I had a good conversation with him. But I knew that if I continued to stay in the villa, I would sooner or later become a madman. So early the next morning, I took one of my faithful servants and left the lodge, and wandered the world ever since, returning only once in a while.

After several years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, the haze in my heart gradually dissipated, but this Shennong Tianxiang Sutra is still entangled in my mind, and the scene of refining the baby is becoming clearer and clearer, and the various medicines needed also come into my mind. I was scared and excited, afraid that the monster hiding in the shadows would target me, but even if I thought about the miraculous effect of this medicine, I couldn't help but forget things, and my heart was itching. Although these herbs and ingredients are precious, I always have a way to collect them, but the drugs I refine are so toxic that they can't be repeated. If a baby is soaked in it, he will lose his life immediately. I thought it was ridiculous, and I was not in a hurry to do it.

Later, by chance, I joined the anti-Yuan Song army, fought against the Tartars, and made a lot of contributions. Originally, there was nothing to do, and I enjoyed the joy of fighting. Even if I think about the heart of the country, although I may not win all battles, but the Tartar is in my hands, and I have really suffered a lot. Who knew that later, a Song army was jealous of me, and always sent me to the sword mountain and the sea of fire to do the things of nine deaths and one life. His grandmother's, Lao Tzu's temper is not small, and she quarreled with him on the spot. He sent someone to take me down, saying that he would be escorted back to Nanjing for trial, but Lao Tzu didn't know that the officialdom was sinister, and thought it was not a big deal, so he obediently tied his hands and arrested me. He said that he was angry, and when he used vulgar words, he called himself "Lao Tzu".

Gui Yanran thought of the pottery snake. said: "Mr. Tao Snake once talked about Uncle Duan's arrest, did you separate at that time?"

Duan Yinbao nodded and said: "Tao Snake? Yes, yes, Lao Tzu was tied by them with iron chains, escorted along the way, and returned to Beijing for interrogation, who knew that those officers and soldiers on the way suddenly raised their knives to kill Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu became angry and broke the chain. and slaughtered them all. In this way, Lao Tzu is not busy going back. walked the rivers and lakes alone, but he was also at ease.

When passing through the foot of Song Mountain, it happened to be a large group of strongmen chasing a few Mongolians. Lao Tzu was angry, and when he saw a woman among the bandits who wanted to be raped, anger rose from his heart. Evil was born to the side of the guts, rushed out, and scattered the thieves in all directions.

Among the Mongolians, there are still two people alive, a man and a woman. The man, who called himself Etrichu Dalim, was a Mongol general. Originally, he came with a large army, wanting to seek revenge from Shaolin Temple, but he met a strange man who called himself 'Dharma' on the road, and was beaten by the strange man and threw away his armor, and the army dispersed. And I happened to meet a group of bandits, and if I hadn't happened to pass by, they would have been unlucky. ”

Gui Yanran clapped his hands and said loudly: "It's a coincidence! Is that twenty-three years ago?" He remembered that when Zhang Junbao was a teenager, Jueyuan pretended to be a mountain demon, intercepted the Mongolian army, and drove them away, but he didn't expect them to encounter Duan Yinbao again.

Duan Yinbao counted the days, frowned, and said, "Lao Tzu can't remember so clearly, what are you talking about?"

Gui Yanran waved his hand and said, "No, no, Uncle Duan continues." He thought it was so appalling that no one would believe it.

Duan Yinbao said again: "Although Lao Tzu hates the Mongolian people, but seeing that this red art Dalimu is arrogant, the woman is also very understanding, and there is nothing to do, so he escorted them back." This has been going for several years, there is chaos along the way, and it is a robber and evil party, and it is a killer in the rivers and lakes, Lao Tzu sent them back to Shangdu, but it took a lot of trouble, and the red art Dalimu saw that I was strong in kung fu and admired it very much, so he wanted to become a brother with me. At that time, I learned that this person was unusual, and he was actually the younger brother of Kublai Khan and a Mongolian prince. ”

Gui Yanran asked, "But is it King Jiangtang?"

Duan Yinbao sighed: "Yes, it's this old boy." Lao Tzu was quite stubborn at that time, and thought: 'There is still an excuse for emergency rescue, if you are greedy for wealth and wealth, then Lao Tzu will really become a traitor.' I didn't want to turn my face with him, so I politely refused. The king of Najiangtang was not angry, and he and his wife welcomed me warmly. I was worried that they would be ungrateful and conspiracy to frame them, but back then, Lao Tzu's kung fu was too high, not much worse than now, and he was a drug expert, so he was naturally as stable as Mount Tai, calm and calm, and stayed in the Shangdu Post House.

As soon as I slept until midnight, Lao Tzu heard someone outside playing Yaoqin, which was a 'long hatred song', our Shennong Villa Duan family had a problem, everyone was a piano idiot, and when they heard someone playing the piano well, they were extremely friendly to that person, and did not distinguish between good and evil. Lao Tzu's old illness relapsed, and when he came to a hill outside the post house, he saw that the person who played the piano was the Han wife of King Jiangtang. Lao Tzu didn't think much about it, so he talked to her about the way to play the piano. ”

Gui Yanran nodded and said, "Uncle Duan, your nephew Duan Yushui, he is also extremely obsessed with Yaoqin." ”

Duan Yinbao smiled: "That's right, if you don't get lost, then it's not our Duan family's species, my dead eldest brother will have some green cabbage on his head." After a pause, he said: "The more we talk, the more speculative we become, it is really a mountain and a river, and we have the same mind, and we immediately introduce each other as confidants." She was only eighteen years old at the time, and King Jiang Tang was much older than her. She was a beautiful woman, in the midst of this barbarian, and she was frightened all day long, and she always felt that someone would rush into her tent with a sword, and either kill her or humiliate her.

Lao Tzu heard this, and immediately patted his chest and promised, saying that he would stay in Shangdu and act as her guard. (To be continued.) )