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The woman laughed: "If you can, if others don't teach you, you don't know how to say it. Drink the bar!"
"What others teach, isn't that a lie?" Wu Huan couldn't help but said.
The old man was angry: "What a lie, you are a lie. These are my true words, but I don't know how to open his mouth!"
"I'm the one who made a mistake." Wu Huan apologized.
The old man felt embarrassed and touched his head: "Old man, I'm also a fake fox, I want to stay in front of you, I don't even dare to even look at you directly!"
"why?"
"You are a master, killing people like me is not a one-shot thing. Now that the Lord Xia is giving us the shot, you are an innate master, and you have to kill people."
"Father, they are innate masters."
"Ah, forgive the old man's eyesight, come to toast you a cup!"
Tie Dan also raised his head from his rice bowl and stared at him straightly.
Wuhuan suddenly realized why he felt that the atmosphere in the north was so different. On weekdays, he walked the rivers and lakes. Not to mention that ordinary people did not dare to provoke martial arts people. Those young people who arrived dared to catch up with Bi and his light work, if they change places, they might cause a murderous disaster.
Now an old man in the village dared to scold him as a natural master. This is a strange thing.
People are no longer vigilant, even though there are so many warriors in the northern realm, they don't have that dangerous feeling of the rivers and lakes.
If it were not for the deep hatred, perhaps he had to admire this "King of Knights"!
But despite all kinds of tastes in my heart, this unforgettable hatred will never change in the slightest.
Li Qingshan, either you die or I die!
"That's pretty good, I'll punish myself for a drink first!"
Wuhuan raised his head and drank it. The dishes are delicious, and the wine is also an excellent spirit. It is said that the omnipotent Gu Huizhu changed the method of wine making. After drinking a few cups, Wuhuan became drunk. With the intention of accepting the child as a disciple, he tentatively said:
"Sister-in-law is not easy to take care of the whole family alone!"
"Lord Xia said, women can hold up half of the sky, and women can also become masters. My martial arts are good. There are few men in the working village that can compare to me. If anyone dares to talk about me, I will beat him in the mouth. Tie Dan It's not a foolish kind. I will enter the Youth Hall in the future and come back after learning a peerless martial arts, to see who doesn't envy me!"
"Youth Hall?"
Wuhuan only found out after inquiring that it was a hall of the Tianxiahui, with Lei Lie, the son of the Seven Killing Demon Lord, as the head of the hall. It recruited talented children from all over the world. Not only did you not need a penny if you could Passing the final exams and being able to join the World Club directly is something that all children in the Northern Territory dream of.
The woman touched the child's head: "Anyone in the village who knows martial arts will say that this child, Tie Dan, has an extraordinary talent and will definitely be elected to the Children's Hall!"
"Mother, I must do it!"
Wuhuan was silent, if in the past, an innate master took the initiative to accept disciples, this is simply a good thing common people dream of, and many legends start here.
But under this circumstance, he, a person of unknown origin, is obviously not as attractive as the Youth Hall of the Tianxiahui.
Before you know it, the night is already late.
The hostess stayed a guest and let him sleep in a bed with the old man. He was unwilling to accept it, so he agreed.
In the middle of the night, a black shadow came to the child’s bed. The white moonlight filled his face with hideousness, and whispered in a low voice: “It’s the people of the world who raped your mother, and the world will kill your father. You are a wicked species, all of this is Li Qingshan's fault!"
The child was unaware, and was sleeping soundly.
Wuhuan stretched out his hand to wake him up, and then awakened the hatred in his heart, but it affected the emptiness under his ribs, and felt at a loss.
No one knows better than him how painful it is to hate.
What does everything have to do with this child? And that woman, isn't she suffering enough? Having endured that insult, this child is the only one she has.
If I had married her and had children back then, I should be this old now, and I will definitely have such a gift, no matter how I teach him martial arts...
In an instant, an obsessive smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly became sober.
No, I want revenge!
After a while, he stumbled out of the door, crossed the wall, and swept away.
"Guest!?" When the woman heard the movement, she got up in her clothes, rushed to the child's bed and shook it vigorously: "Tiedan Tiedan, wake up!"
The child rubbed his eyes: "Mother, what's the matter?"
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and found a pack of silver on the bedside, and said in her heart: "What a strange man, but he looks much more pleasing to the eye than the old bachelors and little rascals in the village."
Wuhuan ran wildly in the wild, howling like a wounded beast.
The bright moon is like frost, and the autumn wind is like a knife, without discerning the path, blindly heading north.
"Li Qingshan, come on! Come on! Let's make a break!"
When the sky was dark, he came to the bottom of Beiping City, this legendary magic cave. He followed the flow of people to the city, but he saw the city full of plains, crying endlessly, and his heart was even more desolate. Could it be that the plague broke out in the city? That demon went against the will of God, and you foolish people who dare to stay here and follow him are retribution!
However, the flow of people on the street didn't seem like a plague, and they all gathered in one direction.
Pull out a pedestrian: "Where are so many people going? Whose family is going to go to the funeral."
"Hey, Master Fuku is going to pass away, we are all going to see him off!"
"Could it be the abbot of Pudu Temple!"
Wu Huan was astonished. This man who had been famous in the world when he was young, suddenly joined the World Club, and the whole martial arts was in an uproar and couldn't believe it. Some thought that he had endured the humiliation and prepared to assassinate Li Qingshan. Some believed that he had to do it to save the lives of the monks in the temple.
There are different opinions, but no one thinks that he is a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. Since then, the World Society has never sent troops to the south, which is said to have a lot to do with his advice and still enjoys a high reputation in the martial arts.
"Hey, I didn't expect to die in this magic cave in the end!"
Too late to sigh, he feels that he is getting closer and closer to revenge!
…
The temple is silent, the old monk sits alone, and a solitary lamp.
Success is chasing bad air, life and death are fateful, if you can't overcome the catastrophe and soar, there will be a time limit.
The chance of him breaking the void is not great, not to mention that he has hardly had time to practice exercises over the years.
If the Children's Hall is the hope of the National Association, then Purdue Hall is the last guarantee, specifically responsible for the relief and shelter of the widows and the disabled. In the past sixteen years, there have been major disasters almost every year. Even if the disaster is effective, many orphans are still left behind. They are all taken and taken care of by Pudu Hall. As the head of Purdue Hall, he is the parents of these children.
However, the financial resources of the Tianxiahui are limited, and bridges and roads are built, embankments and dams are built. At most, these people will not die of freezing and starvation. He can have a good meal in his bowl for his children and a new coat on his body. Can run around for alms.
He, a former foreign expert, could no longer sit in the Buddhist temple on the mountain anymore. He had to enter the homes of ordinary people. Sometimes he had to make money by doing things, and often doing more than a dozen rituals, all supported by a wave of real energy.
Over the past ten years or so, his reputation in the Northern Territory is only under Li Qingshan, even higher than Gu Yanying, as straight as the birthplace of a ten thousand family.
At this moment, the cry of the whole city is proof.
Over the night, the funeral was finally explained clearly, so that after he passed away, he could not have too much omission. He could finally be quiet and think about his life.
Suddenly I realized that I hadn't been so introspective for a long time, and that the busy thoughts were evil thoughts, and almost even the good thoughts were left behind. I can't help but recall that 20 years ago, there was a severe drought in the middle of the world, and thousands of miles of starvation. He led the monks to chant sutras and pray in front of the Buddha for three days and three nights without rest.
Compared with the days passed by these years, it is simply a kind of leisurely enjoyment.
He has forgotten even the scriptures he chanted at that time, and he can't help but smile a little bitterly. Am I still a monk like this
The true energy in the dantian began to dissipate, his face faded and dimmed, but suddenly there was a clear light in his eyes, as if waking up from a big dream, and suddenly realized that I was probably devilishly obstructed at that time.
But thinking back to all these years, there was no trace of regret, on the contrary, there was a kind of warmth and full of heart, as if a lamp was lit on the chest, and there was an explanation.
"Lord Xia, are you good or evil?"
The sun shines in, the morning bell rang, the lone light went out,
"Master passed away!" R1152
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