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Diao Xiaosi parked the cart in the yard in front of the old lady's house, and when he opened his eyes, he saw an old man chopping wood with his back to him. Before he could speak, the old lady walked into the house and said, "I'll make a fire, and you can eat before you leave." ”

Diao Xiaosi was in a hurry to go back to Qingyang Palace to find a scattered real person to settle the account, and just opened his mouth to say no, his expression moved, and he listened to the sound of the old man waving his knife and chopping wood.

"Pap, papa, papa......" The crisp sound of chopping wood hit Diao Xiaosi's heart like a drumbeat.

Faintly, there seemed to be something revealed in this sound, but it was unclear what it was.

Diao Xiaosi's eyes involuntarily fixed on the old man's back, and his body could no longer move an inch.

The old man's movement of swinging the knife and chopping wood is very casual, unhurried, as if every stroke follows a magical rhythm.

But what kind of rhythm is this, monotonous and repetitive, that can make people intoxicated?

Diao Xiaosi watched intently as the old man raised his hand, waved his knife, sank his wrist, and slashed down...... In this way, every movement is as simple as the sun rises from the East China Sea and sinks from the West Mountain every day.

Obviously it was just a few monotonous actions, but Diao Xiaosi didn't feel bored, and his heart unconsciously became quiet and peaceful, gradually washing away the dust of servants along the way, and also washing away the anxiety and fatigue accumulated on the spiritual platform for days.

He suddenly thought strangely, if he replaced the firewood that the old man had chopped under the knife for himself, he didn't know what would be the situation? So the ghost went around to the front of the old man, and his eyes were fixed on the firewood knife that was raised and chopped down.

"Boom-" Between the lightning and fire, Diao Xiaosi's mind flashed, as if there was really a knife light passing in front of him, his body was split into two, the spirit platform shook and his soul was torn, and he couldn't help but stumble back with a low snort and retreated more than ten steps until his back hit the brick wall!

His mind went blank, as if he were dead. I don't know how long it took before I slowly came back to my senses, felt a fever in my throat, and spat out red blood with a "wow".

After the blood spat out, he felt a little better, but he was still soaked with stripped clothes, as if he had just been fished out of the ice water, and his body was still shivering.

This terrifying feeling is really unprecedented, even in the face of the Jinding Divine Monk, Diao Xiaosi has never felt such terrifying pressure and killing intent!

But the strange thing is that once his sight is separated from the firewood knife in the old man's hand, all the killing intent and pressure suddenly disappear, leaving only a heart that is gradually coming to life and can't help but throb.

It's terrible, this old man chopping wood-Diao Xiaosi let out a long breath, leaned against the wall weakly, and didn't dare to look at the firewood knife in the other party's hand again.

"Pap, papa, papa......" The old man still continued to chop wood with a knife, just like Diao Xiaosi did not exist.

Diao Xiaosi raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, slowly calmed down, and then the picture of the old man raising his knife and slashing came to his mind.

In just a moment, the pores of his whole body condensed again, as if he had fallen into a bottomless dark ice cave.

Diao Xiaosi gritted his teeth, concentrating on Yuan Shouyi with all his might, and activated the "Eternal Amaterasu Star Array", a bright light shone on the spiritual platform, and the chill and murderous aura around him faded slightly.

He silently replayed the scene just now in his mind, as if he had turned around in purgatory again, his mind was swollen and the spirit platform was about to split, and his whole body was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood, so he didn't dare to try casually anymore, but he also vaguely understood a trace of knife intent that was difficult to describe in words.

After resting for a while, Diao Xiaosi slowly recovered a little bit of energy, squatted down with great difficulty, picked up a piece of chopped firewood from the ground, and weighed it repeatedly in his hand.

The more he looked at it, the more cold his heart became, and he only felt that this piece of firewood was indescribably strange, as if it was not cut with a knife, but experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain and took shape naturally.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the old man again. This time, there were no more anomalies.

Diao Xiaosi Huo Ran realized that as long as he didn't have the idea of fighting in his heart, the old man's movements and the firewood knife he wielded in his hand would be harmless to humans and animals. Once you have a little killing intent, even if you are more than ten feet away, you can be shattered by the invisible sword intent.

What an unfathomable cultivation this is, like a vast ocean, it seems to be calm on the surface, but I don't know that under the heart of a hundred feet, the waves are magnificent and surging!

Diao Xiaosi unconsciously gasped, carefully put down the firewood in his hand, thought about it, and picked up a piece of log from the side that had not yet been split and put it on the ground.

"Keng!" he shook his wrist and pulled out the most murderous "Zhao Wuling King Killing Hu Knife", held it high above his head with both hands, and thought about it for a while, and suddenly stepped forward with a loud shout, and slashed down at the log with a swing of his sword.

"Bang!" the killing knife was like a bamboo, and the blade split the log into two with a flash.

Diao Xiaosi put away the knife, picked up a piece of firewood and looked at it carefully, frowned, and picked up the piece of firewood just now to compare it left and right, and immediately found a huge difference.

The "Zhao Wuling King Killing Hu Knife" that he picked up from the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum is really a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay, and the firewood that is split is as smooth as a mirror, and it is even more compelling to attack a strong violent and murderous atmosphere. On the other hand, the old man's firewood is too ordinary.

But Diao Xiaosi was very unhappy, he "snapped" and dropped the firewood, raised his eyes and watched the old man chopping firewood, not letting go of any of the other party's slightest movements.

However, after looking at it for a long time, his eyes were sore, his legs were numb, and he still couldn't see anything special about the old man. Even he could imitate him effortlessly to the point that he was exactly the same, but there was always something missing.

- What are the shortcomings, knife intent?

Diao Xiaosi thought blankly, looking at the firewood knife in the old man's hand.

Gradually, the knife in the old man's hand disappeared, and then his hand holding the knife, waving arms, and his thin and slightly old body...... turned into a stream of circulating mystery, bubbling on Diao Xiaosi's spiritual platform.

In an instant, there was no longer a knife in Diao Xiaosi's eyes, and there was no longer an old man's figure, only a sword intent array that turned to the stars and moved to all Vientiane!

He was completely selfless and intoxicated to figure out all kinds of formation changes, sword intent and luck, and somehow walked to the old man's side, and still erected a log, and his five fingers burst out like a knife, thinking about nothing, not looking at anything, and cutting off with one palm.

"Smack!" The log split into two in response, Diao Xiaosi grabbed a piece casually and looked at it, it was much rougher than the fur he had just chopped with Zhao Wuling King's killing knife, and there were small thorns as thin as fluff on the mouth.

But he was satisfied with such a result, at least, the violent murderous aura had faded a lot.

To be simple and complex, to return to the basics, to the empty to nothing, is for the mystery.

Diao Xiaosi suddenly felt that if he let himself fight with Wang Xuanshu now, he would never win such a hard job.

"It's time to eat. The old man casually inserted the firewood knife into the log, wiped his hands with a sweat towel, and greeted Diao Xiaosidao.

He never asked Diao Xiaosi who he was and what he was doing here, just as a neighbor who came to visit the door.

Diao Xiaosi Province only to find out that the old lady had prepared lunch and brought it to the small stone table in the courtyard.

He was not polite, sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the rice bowl and devoured it for a while.

The dish is very ordinary, a plate of cold cucumbers, a plate of stir-fried greens, a bowl of tofu and fish head soup, and a small plate of kimchi.

Diao Xiaosi took a big bite and ate very deliciously, so he heard the old lady suddenly ask, "What do you think of this baby?"

"I know how to eat and can't cook, and my wood-cutting skills are average. The old man ate very little, and most of the dishes he picked up were sent to the old lady's bowl.

The old lady laughed and said, "In the future, will this baby give me a pension and send it to the end?"

Diao Xiaosi almost choked in his throat with a mouthful of green vegetables, seeing that the old man was silent, thinking that he was refusing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief - to send the old woman to the end of her life, I was afraid that she would be ravaged and tortured to the end of hatred.

At this time, he had already had a little bit of a reminiscence, and the real person must have known the details of the old man for a long time, so he deceived himself into driving away Lin Hushan and sending the old lady home.

"Smack!" The old lady suddenly smashed her chopsticks and said angrily: "You also dislike me, don't you?"

The old man stopped eating, and waited until he chewed the rice in his mouth and swallowed it slowly, and then asked, "She came to you again?"

The old lady snorted and turned her head away.

The old man shook his head and said, "I'll go find her." ”

The old lady sneered: "No need, who knows what you are going to do, is it for me or do you want to make eye contact with her?" But today the old woman didn't get any bargain, this baby scolded her so that her face turned blue - the sowing chicken of the hens, ha, why didn't I think of it before?"

The old man was stunned, looked at Diao Xiaosi and said, "You scolded her...... Is it a sowing chicken among hens?"

Diao Xiaosi said proudly: "The article is natural, and the magic hand can get it." Besides, compared with your old man's ability, my little insect carving skill is too far behind, it's just one day and one place. If you want me to say, your old man is a fighting chicken among roosters!"

At this time, not only the old man, but even the old lady's face became stiff, and she said angrily: "You melon baby is neither big nor small, have you ever talked to your own old man like this?"

The old man coughed violently, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's rare that this baby dares to help you out." ”

The old lady stiffened her face, picked up a chopstick fish head and pulled it to remove the bone spurs, sent it to Diao Xiaosi's bowl, and said: "Make up for your brain, and say less stupid things that are not light or heavy in the future." ”

Diao Xiaosi smiled, and stuffed the fish head into his mouth in two or three clicks.

The old man looked at the old lady and Diao Xiaosi without squeaking, and drank the fish soup in the bowl in one gulp.

After drinking the soup, he asked Diao Xiaosi, "What's your name?"

Diao Xiaosi didn't brag this time, and answered honestly.

The old lady said "hey" and said, "I think you still call Bruce Lee good." ”

The old man put down the bowl and said, "There are two guests coming, I'm afraid they're coming to you, it's best to deal with it simply, Neiko doesn't like to see blood." ”

Diao Xiaosi was stunned, and Lingtai suddenly noticed it, and vaguely sensed that someone seemed to be hiding invisibly and lurking here.

Their figures are almost imperceptible to the naked eye in broad daylight, and they are only exposed by a trace of murderous aura, and they definitely belong to the top killers at the sitting level.

Thinking of the old man's explanation, Diao Xiaosi couldn't help but feel a little unable to swallow the rice in his mouth. If you don't see blood, your old man will hold me up too much.