Mo Xie didn't look at the spar that fell beside him, the spar was actually very beautiful, no matter how beautiful it was, it couldn't attract Mo Ye's attention, his heart was empty and lonely, and the whole person was stiffly piled there. Look at the sky, watch it darken.

The scattered clouds hung gloomily in the sky, and several of the brightest stars, blinking lonely through the black-blue sky. I don't know when the half moon hangs in the air, cruising quietly, gradually shining with white light, showing a cold silver glow.

It was dark, and Mo Ye walked by a lot of people, holding night crystals everywhere one by one. The alley is flat and a bit out of the way. The floor is a single stone slab, densely packed together. The stone wall behind Mo Xie was even smoother, all gray stone strips, and the tight gaps couldn't be seen. At first glance, it is the courtyard wall of the big family.

Every sage who walked by Mo Xie's side stopped beside Mo Xie in amazement for a while, looked at this young man with no expression on his face, and some wanted to step forward and turn over Mo Ye's body to see if there was a hole under Mo Ye's buttocks, but seeing the young man like this, no sage dared to walk over.

The sage walked by in waves, and Mo Ye didn't look at anyone, sitting there helplessly.

"Senior brother, are we still looking for it? We've been looking for it for half a night, let's go back." A woman said delicately.

"Look for it again, maybe it's just ahead". A man's rude voice said.

"Ah, senior brother, there's a dead man in front of you." The woman took the night crystal and looked at the alley in front of her, and said in surprise.

"I'll see". A man of five big and three thick walked over. Night Crystal looked at Mo Ye and stepped forward. Kicked Mo Xie in the ass.

After a muffled snort came out of Mo Ye's mouth, he flew out more than forty zhang. Lying heavily on the stone slab.

The man with five big and three thick scolded in his mouth. "Scold, pretend to be dead here and ...... scared." When I saw Mo Ye flying so far. His eyes were straight, and he stuck out his tongue and waited for a long time.

"Senior sister, let's go". The man moved to the woman's side and dragged her into the night.

"Senior brother, you didn't kill anyone, did you?" The woman was not stunned at all, and still asked charmingly.

"No, let's go, it's almost time not to die. He doesn't have any aura in him, he's a waste material." The man wiped the sweat from his head and disappeared.

The whole alley was pitch black again. The moon disappeared into a dark cloud, the earth was shrouded in darkness, and the alleys looked eerie.

"Hey, hey, hey". Suddenly. In the alleys of Hessesen. There was a laugh that sounded a little creepy. The terrifying sound traveled far away, and then the sound of chirping, chirping, eating, was heard. The bar chirped loudly, as if two thick lips were fighting in a pile of meat. Listening to the heart, people are frightened and trembling, and you can feel a chill from afar.

When the moon came out, the streets of the alleys were still hidden in the shadows of the high walls, and it was impossible to see what was shining in the shadows. But I can feel the bleakness of the wind. When you look closely, there seems to be a dark shadow moving, constantly shaking. There was nothing but gloomy in the whole alley. Let's chirp.

The gray-white stretches into the distant sky, and the colorful clouds are lined with brilliant golden light. There are patches of beautiful red, so vivid, so transparent, so bright and beautiful. When the last wisp of gray fades away from the darkest part of the night. A beam of early morning sunlight sprinkled on the land of Ningcheng.

The alley was bright, and a boy with a disheveled head. Sitting on the ground of the alley, dancing his hands, bringing his left hand to his mouth, opening his snow-white teeth, and taking a bite, chirp, chirp and eat. But there was nothing in hand. He grabbed his right hand in front of his body. I don't know what Lu Dao caught, with a smile on his face, his eyes emitted a greedy light, and a slap flowed from the corner of his mouth. The left hand hurriedly retracted, grabbed the air in front of the right hand, and together with both hands brought a piece of air to the mouth.

The mouth was already wide open, and the two rows of sharp teeth flashed with snow-white teeth, with a heavy smell of bad breath, biting into the air. It seems to bite very hard, non-stop, shaking his head desperately, his teeth rattling, biting tightly and tearing back, his head stalks back, as if something is broken, and then his teeth keep moving in his mouth, chewing hard, and from time to time there are bursts of grinding sounds.

Gurgling, rattling, eating a special fragrance, chewing for a while, swallowing into the stomach, and then biting again. Bite and eat, that fragrant! Occasionally, when a saint priest walks by, he looks at it in amazement for a long time. Shaking his head constantly.

Soon, the surrounding saints, holy shops, and holy stalls all knew about it, and there was a fool who ate in this alley, and he kept making gestures of eating, which was vivid.

The curious saints all ran over to take a look, and when they saw Mo Xie's eating image, they could only smile and shake their heads, and after going back to talk about it as a joke a few times, no one paid attention to this stupid young man.

Day by day, day by day, when a saint priest passed by, he still saw the young man eating and gesturing there, and never stopped. In the morning, I was eating and biting. I went at noon, and I was still like that, and I went occasionally in the evening, and it was still like that.

For a fool, soon there will be no saints anymore. Sitting in the alley, Mo Xie became thinner and thinner the more he ate, and soon his skinny skin was covered with bones, and the original delicate face with scars could already see the clear face bones. The bony breasts are like shutters on the elastic clothes. The hands that were originally white and fat like lotus roots, were simply curved like grape branches, and the green tendons on the back of the hands were abrupt, and the bone joints were exposed in sections.

One day, Mo Xie couldn't eat anymore, and his emaciated and thin body fell on the ground of the alley, like a cloth covering a dead skeleton, with long unkempt hair, deep sunken eye sockets, and a gray complexion...... , The whole body shrank together, the open eyes, the empty black eyes rolled up, the cheeks sunk deeply, forming two black holes, and the mouth moved slightly, as if eating. Bursts of deep and rapid breathing signaled that Mo Ye's life was nearing its end.

In Mo Ye's hand, a blue spar flickered. An old feeble voice scolded. "Damn, Lao Tzu has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he hasn't encountered this batch of unfortunate things. I couldn't fly, but I fucking fell into the hands of a fool with no intelligence. ”

"Bah, Bah, Bah" was a sound of spitting and a silence again. After a long time, another old and weak voice said to himself: "Damn, it seems that Lao Tzu has to make a move, if he doesn't make a move, this stupid guy is really dead, and Lao Tzu will stink for 10,000 years."

"Bah, bah, bah" was another burst of spitting. After a moment of silence. There was another burst of scolding. "You dead saint, Lao Tzu saved you today, if you are in the future, you will treat Lao Tzu inhumanely. Lao Tzu chewed on your ancestors of eight generations. I'll chew your eight ancestors!"

Then she cried. While crying and scolding, "You have no conscience, your mother's holy sword mountain, you dead man's pit, you ruthless miscellaneous hair, not things raised by people, you don't want to die well, I curse you, I scold you for cutting off your children and grandchildren, giving birth to a son without an asshole, giving birth to a daughter without a mouth."

This scolding, this crying, and a little bit of singing. If you stand on the street and scold, others will think you are singing a mountain song.

I scolded for a while, sang for a while, and cried for a while. That voice was hoarse again. After a long sigh, "Hey, my three souls are soft-hearted"!

Suddenly, Mo Ye's hands got up. Little by little, little by little, it moved upwards, and every few inches it moved, it stopped for an hour. Move a few more inches and stop for another hour. Four hours later, Mo Ye's hand moved to the center of his eyebrows. Another hour passed, Mo Ye's hand slowly opened, and a blue light flew towards Mo Ye's forehead and eyebrows.

With a "poof", the blue light rushed into Mo Ye's eyebrows, leaving a blue dot at the center of his eyebrows. An hour passed. The blue dot blue light flashed and disappeared. I heard a swearing. "Oh, this dead saint is fucking going to die, his divine sense is so tight, he didn't kill Lao Tzu."

Hey, in the depths of Mo Ye's mind, a blue point of light took a deep breath. Hey, hey, hey, hahaha, hey Another burst of self-talk. "Hehehe, I didn't expect that there were a lot of strange things about this little saint. With the old man, you can be counted as the first person in the Holy Land. Well, the old man can't let you die on this basis. I'm going to have to make you alive." After finishing speaking, the old man's voice became a little playful. "I climb, I climb, I crawl to my sister's bed. I climb, I climb, I crawl to my sister's heart".

Mo Xie was skinny and hand-wrenched, and his hands clasped the stone cracks in the stone ground, and crawled towards the mouth of the alley in the distance. It climbs very slowly, and can move more than a foot every hour. Whenever he saw a sage coming, Mo Ye glanced at the black hole's crooked eyes. A voice rang out from Mo Ye's head. "Damn, this saint is a selfish ghost". ", this is a miser". "Shit, this is an old pervert".

Three hours later, a hazy morning descended on Ningcheng, the moon had not had time to set behind the mountain, and the blue and faint sky was kept around, and in the blink of an eye, when a fish-white light rose into the sky, the whole sky turned into a blue-white curtain, hiding the night's gloom.

Mo Xie had already climbed to the mouth of the alley and was lying on the street with his body leaning. Empty eyes stared at the sage who came and went. "Phew, bah, if you don't have a good thing, you won't throw a spar to Lao Tzu."

"Phew, this is a sassy vixen."

Mo Ye's hand was raised. A skinny black bony hand reached out to a beautiful woman. An old voice rang out. "Sister, give me something to eat."

"Ah", the holy woman exclaimed, moved a few feet away, glanced at Mo Ye with squinted eyes, and left with a snort.

An old voice scolded in Mo Ye's mind. "Phew, dog woman, sooner or later let people be the stove."

There were many sages coming and going on the street, and the strange thing was that Mo Ye only stretched out his hand when he saw the saint. Nine times out of ten, they were scared away, leaving one who was so frightened that he was standing beside Mo Ye and watching carefully. (To be continued......)