Hebei Province, Taiyuan Mansion, Gujiazhuang.

There are more than 100 households in the village, and the easternmost place is a dilapidated grass house. The grass on the roof is scattered, the mud walls are cracked, and in this warm and cold season, this grass house makes people feel cold at a glance, and I don't know how the people in the house spent the whole winter.

The grass house is not big, and there is a clay kang in the middle, and there is a pale person lying on the kang, who looks quite young, but he can't close his eyes, as if he is sleeping. The thatched hall is very simple, but the beds are washed cleanly, and the room is quite spotless.

It was a rare sunny day in the afternoon, and the sunlight sprinkled the warmth into the room, which made this dilapidated thatched cottage also have a touch of life.

With a squeak, the firewood door of the grass hall was pushed open, and a woman in a thorn hairpin cloth skirt walked in. She put down the bundle of firewood she was carrying behind her back, and before she could catch her breath, she was busy making a fire and cooking. It's just that she used a wooden bowl to dig in the rice bowl for a long time, just hearing the collision sound between the wooden bowl and the rice bowl, when she took out the bowl for a long time, there was only a handful of millet in the bowl. She was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shedding a tear. She immediately wiped away her tears with her sleeve, divided the millet in the bowl into three parts, took one and boiled it, and took some dried vegetable bark and boiled it into another bowl.

After a while, she brought a bowl of thin millet porridge to the bed, helped the person on the bed up, and slowly fed him to drink. The young man drank slowly, but his eyes were still closed, he was still delirious, and only the instinct to eat remained.

The woman served him and ate it, and after a few bites of what she had boiled from the bark of dried vegetables and trees, she carried a wooden bucket and prepared to go out to fetch water. Just looking at her Ana's weak body, I don't know if I can lift such a big bucket of water.

As soon as she opened the firewood door, she suddenly saw two large pieces of cassava on the ground in front of the door, and hurriedly went out to look, only to see a figure at the end of the road flashing and disappearing. The woman sighed, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at the bedridden man on the bed, and finally put the cassava away. When she was about to go out again, a tall and fat figure suddenly appeared at the door, blocking out the sun.

She didn't raise her head, and said coldly: "Butcher Zhang, what are you doing again?"

Although the butcher is a foreign surname in the village, there are also seven or eight brothers in the family, and he is usually brave and ruthless, and many ordinary people are reluctant to provoke him. Hearing the woman's question, Zhang Butcher grinned and said, "I'll come and see if there are any shortcomings in the eldest sister's family?

The woman's face became colder and colder, and she said, "Get out of the way!"

Zhang Butcher's eyes were sharp, and he saw the cassava on the stove in a blink of an eyeball, and said with a smile: "It seems that your cousin has helped you again." When you left the Gu family, you said that you would no longer be subject to the Gu family's one meter and one line, right? Why, have you forgotten what you said in front of the whole village? Isn't it that if you don't accept these things, your dead ghost will starve to death?"

"Will you let me?" said the woman, her hand holding the barrel too hard, her knuckles turning white.

Zhang Tuhu suddenly grabbed her left hand, stroked it in the fat palm, and said with a smile: "A little person like a flower and jade, now these hands are full of calluses! I also raised your sleeping dead ghost, do you think it's good?"

The woman tried hard to withdraw her left hand, but Zhang Butcher was strong, and she couldn't withdraw it after a few draws, so she screamed "Don't you think!" in a hurry, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she picked up the barrel and smashed it on Zhang Butcher's head!

Zhang Butcher was caught off guard, and his forehead was smashed by a wooden barrel! In pain, he naturally let go of her hand, and reached out to touch his head, and saw blood on his hand.

Zhang Butcher was originally a murderer, but when he saw the blood at this moment, he couldn't help but be angry from his heart, and the evil was born to the side of his heart, and he rushed to the top of his head with anger and anger, and said with a cruel smile: "Okay, you are an ignorant slut! Today I will eat you, you have to obey, you have to obey, you have to obey!"

He poked out his big palm, grabbed her clothes with his chest, and pulled it with brute force, only to hear a snort, and the winter coat that was not thick burst apart along with the coarse cloth underwear inside, revealing the thin body inside and the plump ** that was a little disproportionate to the body.

The woman screamed, completely unexpecting that Zhang Butcher would suddenly commit murder, and in a panic she only thought about covering her bare breasts. Zhang Butcher was also startled when he heard her scream, but at this time, the delicate body that he had been thinking about day and night was already in front of him, where could he stop? He opened his round eyes full of bloodshots, and with a little more force in his hand, he tore off a piece of cotton robe, and stuffed it into her mouth indiscriminately, blocking all the shouts below. Then, like an eagle carrying a chicken, he lifted her hands above her head, held it with one left hand, and waved her right hand up and down, and in a few strokes completely tore off her cotton robe, and then pressed her firmly on the kang like a white sheep.

Zhang Butcher's heavy snort couldn't help but spray on her face and neck, and the cruel smile echoed in her ears: "Little slut, toast and don't eat and drink, I will fuck you on the side of your dead ghost today! See if you are cool! Damn, if you move again, I will stab your dead ghost first, and then slowly fuck you!"

When the woman heard this, her whole body suddenly stiffened, and then tears welled up in her eyes, but she struggled even more violently.

Although Zhang Butcher wanted to make Zhi faint, he really didn't dare to kill, and the woman's struggle was no match for his brute strength and was subdued. Looking at her helplessly struggling little face, as well as her delicate and white neck, Zhang Butcher loved it to the extreme, and even stretched out his fat tongue and licked it.

When she saw that the salivating tongue was about to touch her flesh, suddenly the gap between the width of a finger became an impassable moat.

Zhang Butcher only felt an irresistible force coming from his hair bun, and slowly lifted his head. When he was about to rush into the fire, it was as if he had been poured a basin of cold water on his head, and he couldn't help but be angry, and roared: "Which grandson dares to disturb your grandfather's good deeds?"

As soon as Zhang Tuhu raised his head, he suddenly gasped, only to see that the young scholar who had been bedridden for a year sat up, his eyes flashing with a faint blue light, and a weak-looking hand was grabbing his hair. Looking at his thin appearance, he couldn't get in touch with the strength he felt no matter what. The young man's face was expressionless, his body exuded a ghostly aura, and his blue eyes were really not like those of a living person, and the inhuman strength seemed to confirm this. Although Zhang Butcher was not afraid of heaven and earth, he still had some respect for ghosts and gods, and couldn't help but tremble: "You...... Are you a human or a ghost?"

The young scholar ignored his question at all, flipped his wrist, twisted the butcher's head, and took his body around for half a week, turning it into a face of the door. The young scholar's strength was so great that Zhang Butcher was completely unable to resist, and he could only hear the clattering of his neck bones, and his whole body couldn't help but turn with his head.

The young man's hand shook, and in a long scream, Zhang's fat body slammed through the firewood door and flew out of the house. The body of one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds, in the hands of the young man, was like a rag, and he lost it.

There was a loud bang outside the door, followed by the howl of a butcher like a pig. After a while, Zhang Butcher's hateful voice came: "Sun Guo!

The young man didn't seem to hear the scolding from all the way outside the house, so he first looked carefully inside the room, and then got up and got out of bed. It's just that he had just taken two steps when he stumbled under his feet, almost fell, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He looked a little surprised and couldn't help frowning.

The woman was stunned, but when she saw him vomiting blood, she came back to her senses, burst into tears, and shouted, "Xianggong, you have finally woken up!"

The young scholar's brows furrowed even tighter, and he wanted to wave the woman away, but after thinking about it, he patted her back lightly and said, "Don't cry first, since I'm awake, I won't fall asleep again." Is that man calling me? What are you calling me?"

The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "Have you forgotten all about Xianggong's surname? Xianggong's surname is Sun Mingguo, and he is the only one surnamed Sun in Gujia Village, and he became close to me two years ago." The concubine's surname is Gu, her name is Sushui, and she is the daughter of the Gu family in this village. But it's not surprising that Xianggong can't think of it, it's been more than a year since Xianggong suddenly fell asleep last year. ”

The young scholar's eyebrows were almost locked together, and he muttered, "How can it still be Sun Guo? Could it be that in the dark, there is really heaven's will?"

While meditating, he looked around again, the grass huts on the four walls of his home, the empty rice jars, the woman's delicate face, delicate skin, thin body, tattered cotton clothes and calloused hands, all seemed to tell how hard the past year was. Looking at her appearance and figure, it is obvious that she never lacked food and clothing when she was young. Everything he saw in front of him quietly, a small stone fell on Sun Guo's heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden uproar outside the door, and the voice of the butcher Zhang was particularly loud amid the shouting and scolding: "Sun Guo! Aren't you pretending to be a ghost and tricking the corpse to resurrect the soul? Now the sun is bright outside, and your grandfather Zhang is not afraid of you, a sick ghost! Come out obediently, let me break your dog's leg, maybe when you are in a good mood, I will spare your life!"

The young scholar squinted his eyes and looked out against the sun, only to see seven or eight strong men outside the room, each holding a stick and a pitchfork in his hand, all with a face full of flesh and a hideous appearance. These are all the clansmen of Zhang Butcher, who came together to seek revenge and cause trouble. There were already many onlookers in the distance, but they were afraid of the ferocity of this group of people, so they all stood far away and did not dare to come. Speaking of which, Gu Sushui is also the daughter of the Gu family's room, but she cut off contact with the Gu family for Sun Guo, and those people in the Gu family don't want to provoke such a scoundrel as Shangzhang Butcher for her.

Seeing that the brothers in the same clan did not dare to come forward, Gu Sushui's face turned pale. Sun Guo sneered, stood up, and waited to go out. She glanced at the blood stains on Sun Guo's front that had not yet dried up, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she said calmly: "Xianggong, you are weak, don't be like them, I'll deal with it!"

She had already gone out as she spoke, and the kitchen knife on the stove had already been hidden in her sleeve.

Seeing the woman running towards him, Zhang Butcher, who was still unable to walk, laughed and said, "Could it be that the matter is not over just now, do you still want to renew your marriage with me?"

Before his laughter fell, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a kitchen knife had been cut off on the head! Zhang Butcher was shocked and rolled on the spot, and only then could he be able to give up a knife! Gu Sushui bit a strand of hair in his mouth, swung the knife and slashed again, but his wrist was gently held. The hand was pale and slender, but its strength was incomparably greater. She turned her head to look, but saw that it was Sun Guo.

At this time, a distant cousin of Zhang Tuhu broke off and pounced. In his eyes, Sun Guogan is thin and weak, and he is a soft egg that can be knocked away with one punch, even if he carries a dry firewood in his hand, it is just a dish sent over.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he saw the firewood expand rapidly in front of him, and before he could react, a bloody light burst in front of him, and then the sky swirled, and darkness came over him.

The firewood is not very hard, but it is also the thickness of an egg, and under the young scholar's casual swing, the firewood was drawn on the face of Zhang Butcher's cousin, and the first half was completely exploded into wooden wire, which shows how powerful this blow is!

The onlookers of the Zhang clan only felt that the roots of their teeth were sour, their chests were tightened, and almost everyone thought about what would happen if they hit them in the face, and they could barely take a breath.

Zhang's butcher's cousin fell to the sky, his face was blurred with flesh and blood, and he could already see Sensen's white bones, and one eyeball was also beaten out of his socket.

Sun Guo frowned and said to himself: "It's broken?" It seems that this body has really been ill for a long time, and it is very weak, and it can't use subtle strength. Maybe it's a sturdy one. He dropped the firewood in his hand and leaned over to pick up the stick in the hand of Zhang's butcher's cousin.

Zhang Butcher was the first to come back to his senses, and howled like a pig: "Kill ...... Kill him!" The people of the Zhang clan remembered that they were many people, and saw that Sun Guo's body was thin, his face was pale, and he looked like a sick ghost, so he couldn't tell whether it was courage or fear, so he shouted, used sticks and pitchforks, and surrounded him.

Sun Guo sneered, and the wooden stick in his hand flew up lightly, so he had to snap the sound of smashing flesh and bones, and after a few breaths, all the seven Zhang clansmen also fell to the ground, rolling into a mess with the previous Zhang butcher's cousin. The hands or legs of the fallen people were all twisted and deformed, and none of them could stand up with the strength to scream and roll.

The onlookers in Gujia Village coaxed and screamed. Could it be that this Sun Guo was possessed by demons, how could it be that in this blink of an eye, seven or eight strong men were all broken?

However, the villagers gasped again! I saw Sun Guo with an expressionless face, walking around the Zhang clan people on the ground, the wooden sticks were raised and fell, breaking each of them with one hand and one foot, and then picking out the Zhang butcher from the crowd, and the stick kept shooting down on him.

Zhang Butcher's pig-like howl could not suppress the muffled sound of the wooden stick when it fell! Sun Guo patiently and meticulously smashed his limbs inch by inch, and smashed them, until finally, he smashed the stick into Zhang Butcher's lower body and twisted it vigorously, until the words in his crotch were squeezed to pieces, and then he stopped.

Sun Guo raised his eyes and looked at the people from Gujia Village who were watching, and smiled slightly. The villagers had already been frightened by the blood in front of them, and Sun Guo's smile was tantamount to the call of the king of Hades in their eyes, so they cried for their father and called their mother, and they scattered with their farts and urine.

Sun Guo looked back at Gu Sushui and saw that her face was pale, but she was still standing behind him, so he smiled and said, "You're not afraid of me?"

Gu Sushui's whole body trembled, and said, "Are you ...... Xianggong?"

"I'm Sun Guo. Sun Guo said.

Gu Sushui gritted his teeth and said, "Whether the prince is a human or a ghost, I will follow you." Unless...... Unless you want to divorce me for the sake of the people. ”

Looking at her persistent face, Sun Guo's heart was a little heavy, and there was an indescribable heaviness. This was something he had never done in his decades of practice in his previous life.

His brows furrowed more and more, and he secretly wondered, "How can this be?

Sun Guo was proficient in human affairs in his previous life, and knew that unless he killed all the people who slaughtered Zhang Tuhu, there would be trouble after leaving. And even if they kill all the people of the Zhang clan, the government will investigate it. Of course, he is not afraid, but Gu Sushui and the Gu clan will be imprisoned.

He raised his head to the sky, feeling the faint aura in the vast avenue, and after a while, he looked at the woman again, sighed secretly, and said in his heart: "This body has a good spiritual vein, but it is too weak, and it needs to be recuperated for some time......"

With this unreasonable excuse, Sun Guo stayed. In the first three months, this new skin will be cleansed with dust, build a road foundation, and nourish vitality, and after three months, he will walk in the place, make friends with famous gentry and country officials, and call himself the Qingyuan Zhenjun to give the immortal book in his dream, and know the way of the immortals. At first, many people did not believe it, so Sun Guo applied medicine to people to get rid of diseases, and the medicine eliminated the disease, so the villagers praised them as immortals.

After that, Sun Guo used his means to catch demons for the local parents, thinking that those ordinary ghosts and filth, how could they escape from Sun Guo's palm?

In his previous life, Sun Guo was a national teacher, and he was familiar with the intentions of the people who were officials, and grasped the thoughts of these officials, so when autumn went to winter, and spring blossomed, Sun Guo had already spread his reputation, and he was a member of the Tao, and three or four out of ten were accepted as registered disciples. During this period, naturally, some monks were keen on his power and came to the door to discuss the Tao. Sending such seventh- and eighth-rate monks was not under Sun Guo's words, and they broke the other party's Taoism cleanly while talking and laughing. So in the eyes of those local officials, Sun Guo even seemed to have a fairy aura on a few moles on his face.

As for the Zhang butcher, he was still a little angry at the beginning, and some shrews in the clan would come to the door to scold. It's just that Sun Guo's methods are extremely spicy, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, he will break his limbs. In this remote place, this kind of clan hatred is mostly resolved through weapon fighting, and the middle-aged men in the Zhang clan were all disabled by Sun Guo, so they remembered to report to the official to complain. However, at that time, the squires and local officials within a radius of 100 miles became Sun Guo's leader, and then Sun Guo's power became more and more huge, and the Zhang Butcher family was afraid, and finally moved away to avoid disaster.

After Gu Sushui was settled properly, there was no shortage of food and clothing in the second half of his life, and he was not afraid of being bullied and suffered, and more than a year had passed in a hurry. During this period, Gu was pregnant in October and gave birth to a son for Sun Guo.

Summer goes to autumn, the wind is getting cooler, although Sun Guo is worried, but he can finally withdraw away. On the day of the road, Gujia Village was getting farther and farther away, but Sun Guo's heart was getting heavier and heavier, after all, he was going to die for a lifetime, and he didn't know if he would have the life to come back.

Until the slender figure standing in Gujia Village and the village disappeared on the side of the mountain, Sun Guofang let out a long breath. For monks, the dust of more than a year is just an encounter with the left of the Dao.

Cultivators admire the avenue of heaven and earth, and when it comes to dust, they are all light and clear, and they are not worth mentioning. It's just that after experiencing it personally at this time, Sun Guofang found that this little bit of dust is sometimes heavier than the mountains.

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