"It's on fire! It's on fire!" someone shouted in panic.

In the middle of the night, the villagers living next to the town smelled a burnt smell in their sleep.

They hurriedly got up and opened the door to find out what had happened, but found that a broken temple not far away was burning with raging flames soaring into the sky, illuminating the fire that had been reflected throughout the night.

"I remember there seemed to be some beggars living there?"

"I thought something was wrong, hurry up and go to bed!"

Some villagers stood in front of the door and talked a lot. Some people just opened the door and took a look and continued to yawn back to sleep.

As for the man who was panicking and shouting loudly, he lowered his head in shame and quickly went back to the room to sleep with his head covered.

A few beggars will live and die. How much does it have to do with them?

Shortly after those people closed the door, a fat man rode a huge golden gourd, and there were more than a dozen people standing on it to the fire.

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Clouds floated playfully on the blue sky, and the sound of birds and orioles stood silly on the branches.

The muddy ground shone with water shines under the sunlight, and a young man in a straw raincoat is slowly getting up in his arms holding a sandalwood box.

He looked around in confusion, as if looking for something, and saw him shouting in a low voice: "Dao Gong?"

All that responded to him was the sound of the wind and the ticking sound of water dripping from bamboo leaves falling into the mud.

"Did you go back first?" The young man thought to himself, put on his hat and walked towards Bafeng Town.

Passing through a field, the farmers inside were working hard. Two children were sitting on the slope, swaying their calves, pointing curiously in front of them.

"Dad, Dad, that person is so weird. He is still wearing a straw raincoat even though it is not raining."

Their father looked over the child's fingers and there was indeed a man walking in a straw raincoat. He quickly shouted: "Little brother, it's all about the child, don't care."

The boy stopped when he heard this, took off his hat and smiled at them, "It's okay."

The boy put his hat on again and continued walking, leaving only the fearful eyes of the farmers and the sound of the children crying loudly throughout the field.

After a while, the sky turned yellow, and he finally saw the three words "Bafeng Town" in front of the road.

"I'm finally back!" said the boy.

But at this time, many people gathered at the gate of Bafeng Town, watching the excitement.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the crowd and did not intend to join in the fun. He was preparing to go back to the temple to see Dao Gong and the others. Before the boy's body had turned, he was stunned here. The sandalwood box in his hand fell to the ground with a "splash", his eyes full of confusion, confusion, pain and anger.

In the place where the crowd gathered in front of him, a middle-aged man in unclothed clothes was slowly pulled up and hung under the plaque of the town.

"Daogong!" Jiang Xiansheng shouted in his heart with a little trembling.

That person is Dao Gong! The one who protected himself desperately yesterday! How could it be...

It was not over yet. After the first person was hung up, six people were hung up and hung up with the Taoist Duke.

"Boss and the others..."

Jiang Xiansheng was a little stunned. He bent down and picked up the box on the ground and hugged it tightly, walking towards the crowd gathering in front of him like a walking corpse.

When they came to the crowd, those people saw Jiang Xiansheng wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat and avoided him.

So he came directly under the plaque, and a group of young men in red short shirts were hanging a wooden board with a large paragraph of text next to the doorpost.

Jiang Xiansheng couldn't quite understand, but he heard the middle-aged man say:

"At midnight last night, my Wang clan discovered a group of evil spirits hidden in the temple. Adhering to the principle of eliminating demons and protecting the people in the town, my Wang clan massacred them all to serve as a warning and shock the evil demons."

"Okay!" a man cheered.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the man suddenly, his eyes full of anger.

"Okay! Well done!"

"This is what our worshipping family should do, okay."

One after another, cheers roared in Jiang Xiansheng's ears, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.

The boy turned around and left, not madly trying to avenge them. He walked towards the temple outside the town in a lonely way.

Maybe they don’t have any feelings for them, or maybe they are not worthy of doing this themselves?

He remembered what Dao Gong told him about them last night, and he finally understood.

The things lost are the most cherished, and they have long been prepared to welcome them.

When did it start? Maybe I can hold on for a few more years, maybe it was after the Daogong was weak last night.

The boy dragged his tired body to the entrance of the temple.

The temple was burned out at this time, leaving only the ruins and fragments of swords scattered on the ground.

The bloodstains were still not enough to be cleaned, and they seemed particularly bloody. He came to the temple and walked behind the broken statue and groped on the floor with his hands.

"Click!" He touched a buckle and pushed it hard, and a pit about several feet deep appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng.

There was nothing in the hole, so he put the sandalwood box in his hand and the straw hat on his body.

He got up and pulled the floor up, and found some blackened beams to cover the floor.

After all this, the boy came to a cleaner ground and sat cross-legged. After rushing for a day, he felt a little tired. But he couldn't sleep yet. He had to work harder and he had to become stronger so that he could not lose it anymore.

The weak spiritual power of heaven and earth was constantly sucked into Jiang Xiansheng's body. In his body, the spiritual power outside a huge peak kept rushing towards the mountain like a firefly. Although the spiritual power was small, it could still shake the mountain.

As soon as a trace of white fish appeared in the sky, the boy slowly opened his eyes. He stood up and walked towards the Li clan in the east. The figure of the sword-wielding man appeared in front of him.

He wants to become that person's disciple, and he wants to become stronger.

In the early morning, there were not many pedestrians on the road, only a stream of heat was floating in front of some shops selling breakfast.

The boy easily arrived at a mansion based on the route he had been familiar with when begging. This place was very remote, and there were almost few villagers here, which made the entrance to this place look a little deserted.

Looking up at the plaque on the mansion with the words "Li" engraved, Jiang Xiansheng knew that he had not found the wrong place. He came to the front door and knocked on the door vigorously.

"Dongdong~" A knock on the door echoed over the entire Li family's front yard. The sound woke up all the birds who were still sleeping around. They flapped their wings hard and seemed to be telling their dissatisfaction.

No one responded yet, and it seemed that no one would disturb their dreams at this time.

The boy was still knocking on the door tirelessly, his calm eyes were not waving. The abscess on his right hand also cracked due to excessive force, and blood-red liquid flowed out, following his palms and along the unattainable gate.

"Who! Who! Is it so early in the morning to let people sleep." A sweet shout came out through the door, and the sound seemed to be a young woman.

Jiang Xiansheng stopped his hand and stood quietly at the door waiting for the people inside.

With a "stop~", the door was opened from the inside with great force; a girl walked out surrounded by four or five young men in blue and white robes.

The girl is not old, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a flush on her white face and a cross-skinned hair, making it difficult to look away at her eyes.

When the girl saw the visitor, her first reaction was to open her mouth wide, and then she quickly covered her eyes with her hands, as if she could not see it.

And the young men behind her were all stunned and looked at the person who came to speak.

"You, why are you here?" The girl was the first to break the deadlock, and her rosy lips said stiffly.

The boy thought for a while, recalled the words of the man in white and said, "I'll look for Li Yu."

The girl looked a little surprised. The name Li Yu was not something that ordinary people could know casually. She took away the little hand that covered her eyes and forced herself to resist the discomfort and looked at Jiang Xiansheng carefully. She didn't know this person herself.

"Uncle Li has something to do when he goes out, so he is not here today." After saying this, the girl closed the door, leaving Jiang Xiansheng alone facing the magnificent vermilion gate.

The boy's expression was not lost. He walked towards the road he came in calmly without any turmoil.

The girl in the gate frowned slightly, and a young man next to her said, "Miss, this person looks so that's too much!"

The rest of the people next to him also nodded, and were indeed scared by the person's appearance.

The girl shook her head, then said with some complaints: "It's all that person, the dream of the early morning is gone, damn it!"

"And you, hurry up and go to practice. How can you practice so late every day to build the foundation?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Miss." The group of people nodded quickly.

After returning to the temple, Jiang Xiansheng sat cross-legged and continued to practice the mountain moving skill. He had no time anymore. If this road cannot be understood, he could only break out one road.

Another morning.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" The loud knock on the door resounded again throughout the Li family's front yard.

"Why are you again? I said that Uncle Li is not here." The girl closed the door again.

Day 3

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The girl opened the door again, but this time she didn't say anything. She just looked at Jiang Xiansheng like that, as if she couldn't feel discomfort with him.

Seeing this, the boy turned around and left silently. On his way back to the temple, a puppy also followed him with his tail wagging.
Chapter completed!