"The New Year is approaching. Ah Hui is here to wish all listeners and friends a happy New Year. At the same time, she also reminds all listeners and friends that when traveling or visiting relatives and friends, try to avoid Desong Cliff.
I believe you have seen the relevant news from the newspapers. The situation in Desong Cliff has been very tense recently. Yesterday alone, it was said that more than 200 people were killed in the fight... Luo Zhengnan nodded slightly, but it was Ah Hui's voice that sounded good to him.
Energetic.
Li Banfeng felt that the fierce battle in Desongya was strange, and asked Luo Zhengnan to send someone to investigate the situation. Luo Zhengnan was afraid that his men would not be reliable, so he came in person. When he arrived at the entrance of Deyuan Village, Luo Zhengnan saw a group of people surrounding the entrance of the village.
, he thought that there was going to be another war, and wanted to find a suitable position to see the battle situation.
As soon as he found a suitable position, Luo Zhengnan discovered that this was not a war. Seven or eight people were beating a child, a child of four or five years old. What mistake had the child made? There were men and women in the group, old and young, just
Hit him?
You slapped him, he kicked him, and they would not do anything to kill him. They tortured the child here. The child's face was covered with blood and he couldn't cry anymore. He looked like he was about to run out of energy. While beating him, they were still laughing:
"You're such an immoral and shameless thief, did you know that you would end up like this today?"
"Thieves, don't pretend to be dead. Stand up. Today I will teach you how to be a virtuous person."
"Your father and mother are ungrateful and unscrupulous. It's your fault that you can receive some instruction from us today!"
In the early years, there was a saying in the underworld - a virtuous cultivator has neither father nor mother, and his reputation is said to be thousands of miles away.
Unscrupulous people, they slander virtue cultivators, which proves that virtue cultivators have hit their sore spot!
From the day I started practicing virtue, no one in this sect has any shame. Just look at the thing in front of me. This is something that no one can do.
Luo Zhengnan couldn't bear to see this. When he was the master of the Medicine King Hall of the Jiang Xiang Gang, he didn't allow his men to abduct children. How could he endure this scene now? But if he started to fight against these virtue cultivators now, what would happen to what Master Qi had told him?
When he was in a dilemma, he suddenly saw a blond man with blue eyes walking into the crowd, stepped forward and picked up the child. Luo Zhengnan looked at the man and recognized him as Dr. Cui from Lushui City Unbounded Hospital.
What is he doing here?
Tritik held the child in his arms and silently scanned the crowd.
A group of moral cultivators were a little scared. The foreigner in front of them suddenly appeared in the crowd and made almost no movement. This proved that his cultivation level was not low.
A man in his thirties bravely shouted: "His parents are both immoral people, so he is destined to be immoral. Why are you here meddling in other people's business?" As soon as this man spoke, everyone immediately cheered up.
Dare, others gathered around and kept talking in Tritik’s ears.
"Virtue is the foundation of a person's life, regardless of age or age!"
"Unvirtuous people should be severely punished before they can behave properly. We are doing this for his own good!"
"Why do you, a foreigner, interfere in the affairs of our village? Put that thief away. Don't think that we, Desongya, are easy to bully!"
Luo Zhengnan was worried for Cui Tik. Once Cui Tik lost in the dispute, he might be suppressed by these moral cultivators and unable to fight back. Cui Tik didn't argue, he didn't say a word, and left with the child in his arms.
.
This group of virtuous cultivators did not want to let Cuitike go. They knew that this foreigner had a high level of cultivation and was difficult to deal with. The current situation of the siege was just right, forcing the foreigner to be unable to speak. If he added some techniques to his words, maybe
You can bring this foreigner down!
They had prepared their techniques, but now the foreigner turned around and walked away without giving them a chance. He also took the little thief away, so he had to chase him!
But if no one takes the lead, they won't dare to chase, and no one wants to be the leader.
Seeing that the foreigners were far away, an old lady plucked up the courage and used a move of great virtue. Cuitik was crushed by a brute force and fell to the ground.
He protected the boy in his arms, got up, and continued walking forward.
Seeing that Cuitike was fine, the group of virtue cultivators did not dare to pursue him. However, after what happened just now, they felt that they had taken advantage, and their hearts were much more balanced, with a look of pride on their faces.
The old lady who had taken action just now clapped her hands and said, "You shameless foreigners dare to come here and act wild without caring about your own worth?" A young woman asked: "What is the origin of this foreign devil? Could he be a German?
Are they the reinforcements invited by Shancun?"
An old man next to him blew his beard and said: "Dare! This is our own internal matter in Desongya. Deshan Village dares to invite outsiders to come and interfere. They have forgotten their own blood and ancestors!"
A woman in her fifties took a different approach and spoke from an angle that no one else had thought of: "Let me tell you, do you think this little thief doesn't look like the people from Desongya like us? He has deep eye sockets and tall eyes.
Could the bridge of the nose be a legacy of this foreigner?"
An old woman next to her nodded and said: "I think her mother looked like a goblin when she was alive. You can't expect her to keep up with women!" "I think her husband is also a useless person, that kind of person.
How can he control such an immoral and shameless woman?"
"You're right, this bastard is the bastard of that shameless woman and the foreigner! Otherwise, how could the foreigner take him away?" "This bastard also brought outsiders into Desong Cliff, this bastard
It deserves to be cut into pieces!”
These words sound ridiculous. This child grew up in Desong Cliff and became a foreigner in the blink of an eye.
But Luo Zhengnan knew that this situation was very common in Desong Cliff. They looked like they were talking nonsense, and in less than half a day, the lie would be proven true. Unless the child could prove his innocence in the future, he would be Cuitike's illegitimate son.
"Bah!" the old lady spat, "I should have beaten that bastard to death with a stick just now, bah!" She spat again, this time with a little more force, and the spit made a sound when it hit the ground.
The sound is too crisp and clear.
"Sister," another old lady looked down, "Why did your teeth come out?"
The old lady licked it into her mouth, right? The back molar was spit out by her: "Oh, what's going on with me..."
Her speech became more and more slurred, and her mouth seemed to be choked by something. After coughing twice, the old lady spit out a ball of sticky flesh and blood. Where did this flesh and blood come from?
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Were you injured in the battle yesterday?"
"Hua, ya..." The old lady kept talking, but no one could understand what he said. The old lady moved her cheeks a few times and felt that something was missing from her mouth.
She looked at everyone with her mouth open, and a man shouted: "She has no tongue!"
The old lady's tongue was gone, and the piece of rotten flesh she spit out on the ground was her tongue, but she didn't feel any pain at all. A group of people were frightened and asked with concern, but no one dared to come forward easily.
.
An old man felt something was wrong and wanted to walk on crutches.
After walking two steps, his right hand suddenly became weak. The skin became sticky at first, then cracked, and balls of pus and blood flowed out from the crack. The entire arm fell off from the shoulder, and fell to the ground with the crutch.
A group of virtue cultivators were frightened and didn't know what was going on. A young woman whispered: "Have you received retribution?" "Nonsense!" a woman next to them shouted, "What's wrong with us punishing that bastard? Why should we get retribution?"
we?"
Having said that, the woman's legs were shaking. She kicked the child several times just now, and now her legs feel numb. Being numb means that she is getting better.
The woman shivered twice more, and her right calf fell off her knee and turned into pulp. A man was so frightened that he cried, and his hands fell off his shoulders and head.
Among these seven or eight virtue practitioners, no one was spared. Some had broken hands, some had broken legs, and some had no hands or feet.
Luo Zhengnan was also a little scared.
I don't know if this situation is a trauma or an epidemic. After having found out about today's news, Luo Zhengnan hurriedly left Deyuan Village.
Decheng Mountain is the highest mountain in the area of ​​Desong Cliff, so Cuitik chose a cave.
This cave has good ventilation. There is a spring in the cave. Tritik checked that the water can be drank directly.
He put the child in the cave, applied medicine on his wound, opened a box of canned beef, and fed the child with the meat and soup.
Tritik's medicine was very effective. After the child ate something, he soon regained his vitality, limped and could barely walk.
"May I have your name?"
The child lowered his head and said nothing.
"You can't speak?" Tritik checked the child's throat and vocal cords, and there seemed to be no damage.
"My name is Tang Xinde." The child raised his head and his voice was quite loud. He wanted to prove that he could speak.
"Why does your name also have the word "German" in it? I asked several people, and they all have the word "German" in their names."
The child stared at Tritik for a while and shook his head. He could not answer such a complicated question.
Tritik asked again: "How old are you?"
"Almost six years old.
Tritic nodded: "I have a little difficulty pronouncing your name. I don't mean to offend you. I'll call you Xiao De from now on, okay?" The child nodded.
"Where are your parents?"
"Dead.
"What reason?"
"They said that my parents are immoral people. They did immoral things. When they were young, they got married. This is immoral. They knew Grandpa Pan. This is also immoral. They
It is immoral not to fight with the village, and the people in our village are also immoral...
The child said something in pieces here and there, and Cui Tike listened in confusion: "Forget it, you might as well say something I can understand. Your village is called Deyuan Village?"
"no!"
"Then what is your village called?"
"Deshan Village."
"What is your village chief's name? How high is his cultivation level?"
The child looked confused.
"How many villages are there in Desong Cliff? How many villages obey the command of Deyuan Village."
The child remained silent.
"you do not know?"
The child shook his head.
Tritik frowned and said, "You don't know anything, so you won't be of much use to me."
The child still didn't understand. He lowered his head and kept shaking.
Tritik looked at the tattered single clothes and asked, "Why are you shivering? Are you scared or cold?"
The child was silent.
"You stay here, I want to go out to play a game, don't follow me." Tritic stood up and left the cave. He walked on the hillside, took out a few seeds and buried them near the entrance of the cave.
After walking a few dozen meters, he buried a few more seeds.
Then he walked down the mountain and walked a few dozen meters. Cuitik took out the seeds and looked back first. Xiao De stood at the entrance of the cave, filled a can with water, and poured it on the seeds.
Tritik quickly stopped the child: "What are you doing?" "Playing games with you."
Cuitik sighed and said: "Your psychological quality is really strong. Your parents just died, and you almost died too. Do you still have the heart to play games?" The child lowered his head, holding the can in his hand, and tightened his lips.
Squeeze tightly.
Cuitik took him back to the cave and opened two more boxes of cans: "You stay in the cave and don't go out. Eat this when you are hungry.
(Oil, before I come back, you'd better think of something, something valuable to me,
Also, don't water the seeds outside, otherwise they will grow up quickly." The child asked: "You don't want them to grow up?"
"I just don't want them to grow up too fast."
The child was still stimulated and had the courage to ask so many questions.
Tritik left, and the child was holding the can, silently looking at the entrance of the cave...
Deyuan Village, village chief Song Demei sits in the yard.
Not long ago, she just killed the local god designated by the salesman.
Now that the situation is great, several villagers under his command were suddenly injured.
They all had varying degrees of ulcers on their bodies, but none of their injuries were fatal. "Where did the foreigners you mentioned come from?" Song Demei asked.
The old man with a broken leg said: "We didn't know where he came from. We didn't say anything, and he just attacked me!" "How did he move his hands?"
The old man looked at the woman with a broken arm next to him, and the woman looked at the man with rotten hands. The group of people looked at each other, and finally they all looked at the old lady who had lost her tongue.
The old lady whined a lot and couldn't say anything clearly.
No one knows how the foreigner did it. To be precise, the foreigner never did it.
Song Demei looked at everyone, with a hint of anger in her calmness: "There is another outsider who wants to take advantage of our Desongya. We must not agree." Everyone in the yard echoed in unison: "We will definitely not agree!"
Cohsicd
A man ran into the yard and said: "Village chief, I found the foreigner. He was walking back and forth in several surrounding villages, buying rice, noodles, and oil. It seems that he wants to live here. He is still talking.
Buy clothes at Lao Liu's tailor shop."
"I'll go meet him and find out who instigated him to come." Song Demei walked out of the yard, followed by a group of people. In the tailor shop, Cui Tike picked out a new set of clothes and gave Chen Laoliu a hundred
Huan Guo banknote.
Chen Laoliu said with a smile: "This suit costs ninety-eight yuan with work and materials. I only earned a shout. I really didn't earn any money from you." Cui Tike didn't quite understand what Chen Laoliu meant and thought he was asking for a tip.
: "No need to change the two dollars."
Chen Laoliu waved his hand: "I can't ask for more from you for the agreed price. In order to make you a friend, I just hope you can come often in the future."
Tritik nodded and said, "I will definitely come often."
"As you said, my business was not in vain. Just wait, I will give you change, and every penny will be yours."
The waiter made tea and handed cigarettes to Cui Tik, and also folded and boxed the clothes Cui Tik selected. Cui Tik was very surprised. He didn’t expect that Desongya was quite sincere in doing business. But with only these two yuan, Cui Ti
Ke waited for several minutes, but the shopkeeper didn't find it.
"There's really no need to look for it. I'm leaving first." Cui Tik just walked to the door and saw the village chief Song Demei leading a group of people to the door of the tailor shop. This time Cui Tik understood what Chen Laoliu meant.
, he turned around and asked: "You were delaying time just to wait for them?"
Chen Laoliu took out a hundred yuan bill and threw it on Cui Tike. He said righteously: "You think I want to do your business? I'm just afraid that you, a foreign devil, will run away!" Cui Tike picked up the one hundred yuan.
Qian Qian asked Chen Laoliu: "Are you speaking so righteously just to prove your loyalty to the village chief?"
Chen Laoliu straightened his chest and raised his head, his expression unchanged.
Song Demei asked Cui Tik: "Outlander, did you hurt our villagers?" "Yes." Cui Tik did not deny it.
"Tell me the reason for this. Why did you hurt them?"
"They are beating a child, bullying the minority, relying on the strong to bully the weak, and committing immoral acts. They have tarnished Desong Cliff and brought shame to all moral practitioners in the world."
In order to memorize this passage, Cui Tik worked hard. He came prepared. He was destroying the logic of De Xiu's words and thereby interfering with De Xiu's suppression techniques. The old man with a broken leg found out the reason.
Reason: "We are here to punish the immoral."
Tritic said: "You beat a five-year-old child."
The woman with a broken arm changed her tactics and looked for reason from the child: "An unscrupulous person, even if he is young, can cause endless harm." Cuitik said: "A group of you beat a defenseless child."
The man who lost his hands began to look for reasons: "With a virtuous heart, do virtuous things, even if the means are somewhat inappropriate..."
Cui Tik interrupted the man: "Several adults teamed up to beat a child. They have no sense of shame at all. You have no shame. How can you talk about morality?" These few arguments seemed ordinary, but to Cui Tik
For Grams, every sentence is a matter of life and death.
This is a common trick of Dexiu. Dexiu Technique, see Desi Qi, this technique is not high level, but it is powerful. Even if the other party only has one word to put Cui Tik at a moral disadvantage psychologically, he will attack Cui Tik.
The combat power has been greatly restricted, resulting in a significant reduction in combat power.
Cui Tike resolved their moral suppression, but Song Demei was not so easy to deal with. She changed the topic and said: "It is our internal business to punish the unscrupulous people in Desongya. Even if they are wrong, they will not be punished."
It’s not the turn of outsiders to dictate!”
Cuitike shook his head and said: "I am not an outsider, I am a virtuous person. Desong Cliff is the hometown of virtuous people, and I am also a member of Desong Cliff." "Why do you say you are a virtuous person?
?”
"I have evidence." Cui Tik opened his shirt, and there were four characters tattooed on it: virtuous person.
Song Demei was speechless for a moment. She looked at a group of injured people and asked: "Your way of hurting people reminds me of a person, the Green Water Beggar of Green Water City. What is your relationship with you?" Cuitike told the truth: "
He is my Taoist ancestor."
As soon as the words fell, the onlookers quickly retreated, and the villagers who were originally responsible for caring for the injured all hid far away.
The owner of the tailor shop, Chen Laoliu, was frightened. He had just received Cui Tike's money. Although he returned it, he had touched the banknote. Song Demei showed a sneer: "Did Green Water Beggar ask you to come? He
Do you want the territory of Desong Cliff?”
Cuitike shook his head and said: "This has nothing to do with my Taoist ancestor. It is my morality and conscience that made me come here to prevent this war that should not have happened.
Chief of Deyuan Village, how many innocent people have been killed in wars for your own ambition? If you are still a cultivator under Dexiu, if you still have the last bit of conscience in your heart, please follow my advice.
End this war immediately and don’t let others be buried with your ambitions.”
Song Demei shook her head and said: "I don't want to fight. Everything I do is for Desong Cliff. I have a clear conscience. As long as Desong Cliff can remain in the hands of virtuous people, this battle does not need to be fought!"
"I believe that you have a clear conscience. I believe that there will be a truly virtuous person who will become the leader of Desong Cliff. I will stay in Desong Cliff for the next period of time until this war is completely over."
Tritik pushed the cart next to him. On the cart were the food and daily necessities he had just bought.
He didn't believe any of the promises made by De Xiu, and he didn't want to take the risk of arguing with this group of De Xiu, but this was the task assigned to him by the salesman. He had to distinguish by himself who should be killed and who should be kept, and strive to kill with the least possible means.
to solve the problem.
He pushed the car all the way to the middle of the mountain. Suddenly there was a ravine at his feet. The car fell into the ditch and overturned on the ground. The path was cut off and a road was opened. There was a tourist repairman nearby.
Song Demei had more than just De Xiu under his command. Cui Tik judged through his perception that there were at least thirty cultivators nearby surrounding him. Should these people be killed? Do we still need to distinguish this matter?
According to the rules set by Tritic himself, there should be no need for it.
It was getting dark, and Song Demei was sitting in the yard, looking very solemn.
None of the people she sent came back, and they probably died at the hands of the foreigners.
If you want to control Desong Cliff, you must get rid of the foreigner, but this foreigner is not so easy to deal with...
At night, Tritik returned to the cave. The car was smashed, most of the things on the car were damaged, and he was also injured. The child sat silently in the cave. He was very sleepy, and he struggled to stay awake.
Cuitik sat opposite the child, and while bandaging his wounds, he asked: "Have you thought of anything valuable?" The child shook his head, he did not understand Cuitik's words.
Cuitik looked a little helpless: "You'd better think quickly, my patience is very limited, my situation here is very dangerous, I don't want to waste too much time with you..." Before he finished speaking, the boy held his hands in his hands.
The can was handed to Tritic.
There was some soil in the box, and an unnamed wild flower was stuck on the soil.
Tritik took the can and looked at it: "It's a beautiful flower. You can water it."
The child was very happy. Tritic put the can box aside and counted the remaining cans in his backpack: "We don't have much food. We won't have cans in two days."
The child brought two boxes of cans to Tritic, which were the cans that Tritic opened before leaving. "You didn't eat them?"
"Waiting for you to come back."
"Are you waiting for me to come back?" Tritik was stunned for a long time. These words made him feel a little strange. The child nodded, his stomach growled, he was very hungry.
Tritic looked at the can and took out a small cloth bag on his body: "I brought back some flour and some leavening agent. I should be able to bake some bread. Have you ever eaten bread?" The child shook his head.
"It's best if you haven't eaten it. If you haven't eaten it, you won't be too picky." Tritik took out another box from his arms and said, "I bought it for you." The child opened the box and found a set of cotton-padded clothes inside.
Cuitik took the water and mixed the noodles while saying: "I have set a rule for myself. Those who actively attack me must die. Those who do not actively attack me can survive temporarily according to the situation. Sometimes I will
If you forget the rules, you have to remind me from time to time."
The child still didn't quite understand Tritik's words. He put on the cotton coat and buttoned it wrongly. Looking at the asymmetrical placket, he didn't know where the mistake was. If it was wrong, it was wrong.
He stood in front of Tritik, proudly showing off his new clothes.
Chapter completed!