"You can hunt safely every year without any disturbance from mountain bandits. Do you really think that relying on the mountains and relying on them is a matter of course?"
"The immortals of the sect are busy in cultivation and govern thousands of mortals. All of them have to repay?"
The other old man spoke slowly, and those who stayed listened carefully.
"We, the Qinghe Sect, are members of a well-known and upright sect, and we protect our side. We have lived in seclusion for many years and never mentioned the war between the sects. This is because we know that everyone worships the sect and the sect is also silently protecting us. You want to leave,
If we don't stop him, even if there are no men left in Huangshan Village, there will still be a few of us old and disabled people guarding him. Anyone who wants to leave, please leave."
After the old man finished speaking, the patriarch said a little tiredly: "No one knows how life and death will be. If you want to leave, just leave. If you leave, don't come back. Your names will no longer be on the Huangshan Village genealogy."
"I'm sorry, patriarch, I don't want to die yet!"
The human heart cannot stand the test. At the moment of life and death, and the sect is superior, it is not difficult for these villagers to make a choice.
After a while, there were only a few women left in the room. None of them had men. The Qinghe Sect was recruiting men. It didn't matter whether they left or not. No punishment would fall on them.
Several old brothers looked at each other and one of them sighed.
"Children and grandchildren are unfilial!"
Yes, young people choose to leave, and old people like them are abandoned.
Unable to tell whether they were sad or relieved, several people lifted up the linen on one side and began to put on old armor.
"I don't blame them. I hope the sect can spare their lives for the sake of old men like us."
The patriarch slowly put on his clothes. The little boy raised his head and said bitterly: "Grandpa, I want to go too!"
The old brothers were stunned.
"Hey, our little Wangyuan is ambitious."
"You go? You can't even lift Grandpa's knife, are you afraid of hitting your foot?"
The old people made fun of them, Wang Yuan's face turned red with shame, but he still insisted: "It's not about killing people, I'm going to kill monsters and ghosts!"
"Demons and ghosts may not be more scary than humans. Looking from a distance, from now on, you will follow a few aunts. If your father and mother wake up, you will tell them that it is half a month during the Qingming Festival and don't forget to give grandpa a stick of incense."
The old man was kind and his cloudy eyes were full of determination.
"Clan leader, clan uncles, you can go with peace of mind. Leave Huangshan Village to us."
Several women expressed their opinions and the old people waved their hands.
"These cowards are worse than women!"
"We are also afraid, but no matter how afraid we are, we are just helpless, so we are not afraid."
A woman replied, and the old people nodded heavily and fell silent.
They chose to die to protect their tribe, while the young people in the village chose to escape to protect their families.
We are a small family, we have already figured out the difficulties, and the old people did not criticize anything harshly.
Lin Feng on the ground could clearly hear the people coming and going. He could feel the loss of the old people being abandoned, and he could also feel their determination to choose a fight.
"Grandpa, I just want to go!"
Wang Yuanbu reluctantly wanted to go, but he was too weak and was forced to be taken down by the women.
At the entrance of the village, a man was already dragging his family and his family away in a panic, while the oil lamp in the house was still on.
"Let me go, I'm going, I'm going!"
Heart-wrenching cries could be heard from another house. Several old men helped each other get on their horses. A Niu's house quickly returned to silence.
Qinghe Sect is a sect under Wuji Guanmen, one of the eight Taoist disciples, and is located in Zhonghuang Continent together with Wuji Guan. This sect war should be the battle between Wuji Guan and Gui Sect twenty years ago for the Mountain and River Cauldron. Good and evil
The struggle is nothing when faced with the invasion of Hades.
A Niu and A Xiu are actually practitioners in the foundation-building stage. No wonder she always looks like a girl and looks much younger than other women. It's not easy. To be able to practice in such a mountain village, she must be a person with amazing perseverance.
When he woke up and heard the villagers confirming that Aniu and Axiu were not dead, Lin Feng secretly forgave himself for once. He had evil desires and evil thoughts, and he really didn't dare to have any bad thoughts.
By drawing the earth as a prison, the body of the psychic sword can connect with all living beings, so that the human nature can be perfected and get closer to all living beings. Otherwise, if the sword has the characteristics of cause and effect, as a psychic sword body, he will only be aloof after becoming an immortal, and will not be able to understand the sufferings of all living beings and protect the world.
, there is no way to talk about it.
To understand human nature and understand human feelings, the first step of an ordinary monk's practice is to get rid of mundane things, but he, who is innately psychic and impeccable, has to understand them all.
Move your mind to be virtuous, cultivate your character with patience, everything you hear and see is all practice.
With the life essence provided by the two people, he quickly stabilized his chaotic soul, repaired his body's meridians, and Lin Feng sat up immediately.
Ah Niu and Ah Xiu were indeed still breathing, but their own body damage was extremely serious. Two wisps of sword energy condensed between his fingers, and he slowly crossed into the intersection of the two.
Just as he stopped, he heard movement outside the door.
Wangyuan somehow avoided the woman's supervision, opened the door quietly, and walked carefully to his father and mother.
"Huh? Where are the people?"
Lin Feng disappeared from the ground. He was just surprised and lay down beside the bed.
"Dad, mother, grandpa is gone."
The old people are gone, and they are gone. In Wangyuan's heart, the few old people who went to Maple Leaf City will never come back.
He did not cry when his parents were in a coma, and the old man did not allow him to follow him and pretend to cry. Now facing his parents, he finally started to cry.
The uncle in the village also left, and it suddenly became a lot deserted.
After crying for a while, he wiped away his tears.
"I knew it was the red-haired monster who caused the trouble. It must be because of him that you are like this."
"Auntie is right, he is not a good person at first glance, he ran away on his own."
On the beams of the house, Lin Feng's head was covered with black lines.
Little guy, you have to be responsible for what you say. If I wasn't afraid of scaring you, why should I be such a gentleman?
"Hmph, there really is an informant from the Qinghe Sect here, kill him!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the house, followed by a burst of howling ghosts, and the screams of the villagers.
"Wangyuan, where did you go? Run away!"
Before she died, the woman found that she could no longer see in the distance. She called out anxiously, and a ghost claw protruded from her back. She closed her eyes unwillingly.
Wang Yuan in the room was first startled by the sudden sound, and when he heard the woman's call, he was about to answer when Lin Feng covered his mouth and rolled under the bed.
Bang!
The door outside was destroyed. As soon as a man covered in ghost fog entered the door, he saw two coffins lying on the ground. The coffins were empty. He glanced around, went around to the back room, and found the couple on the bed.
Both of their faces were pale and pale, and their breathing was weak.
The man stretched out his hand and asked, "Which colleague is passing by?"
No one answered, and there was movement outside.
"Uncle Master, we've dealt with it, and the people who escaped have been captured."
When the man heard the report, he didn't stay any longer. He drove out two bloody nails and nailed them between their foreheads. They turned into a ghost mist and rushed out.
"Let's go to the next house!"
The whooshing sound faded away, and Lin Feng walked out with Wangyuan in his arms. The bodies of several old people and villagers were piled on a pile of firewood, and the fire at the bottom was already very big.
The deaths of children were the most tragic, with their bodies shriveled and their blood and energy sucked dry.
"Could it be that the ghost technique is a creature from the underworld?"
Lin Feng let go of his gaze and walked over. A strange red light emerged from his fingertips and connected to the forehead of a girl. She screamed like a corpse, which was shocking and ear-piercing.
Wang Yuan held the dagger in his hand tightly, turned around and ran towards the back room. The blood nails between their foreheads were entangled with a ghostly aura, and not a drop of blood came out.
"Their souls have been scattered, leaving only a ray of remnant soul. It is difficult to resurrect."
Wang Yuan was speechless and wept, and Lin Feng appeared behind him with an apologetic look on his face.
"It's all because of you, right?"
"yes!"
"Who are you?"
"Can't tell you!"
With boundless hatred suppressed in his small body, Wang Yuan said sadly: "Don't you know how to do the Ghost Way?"
"I will, but I can't save them now!"
"Why?"
"I will die if I save them!"
"Can't you die?"
"cannot!"
I was choked up when I asked the question, and looked back for a moment.
"My father and mother are both practitioners, and practitioners will never die!"
With every word he spoke, and with Lin Feng's casual moves, he gathered the deathly energy lingering in the village into a ball.
"If you learn ghost skills and go to the underworld in the future and find the souls, you may have a chance to awaken them. Before that, you'd better train them into Xuanyin armor to prevent the body from rotting."
"Are you going to learn or not?"
Asking others if they can learn from it has already driven this ghost spirit into Wang Yuan's heart.
"The power of the underworld is strong. It will be easier for you to practice ghost magic and live in peace. Your life will be ruined. You don't need me to teach you the techniques. You can also absorb a lot of death energy. However, remember, if you want to kill them all, you must first understand them very well."
them."
The first one and the second one were silent before Lin Feng turned around and left.
"If I learn how to do it, can I kill you?"
With his feet on the threshold, Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the sky.
"cannot!"
"I will definitely kill you!"
Looking at the fierce fire in front of him, he shrugged.
"If you are capable, you can come to the underworld to kill me. My name is Lin Feng!"
There was no sound in the house. Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he saw a few horses appearing at the entrance of the village.
In the early morning of the second day, outside Maple Leaf City, the rapid hooves of horses broke the tranquility.
"Who?"
"Huangshan Village Orion Lin Feng was ordered to come to defend the city!"
The people at the top of the city looked through the roster for a while and asked, "Didn't I ask you to come with at least five people? Why are you the only one?"
"They are all dead!"
"What?"
"Someone thought everyone was the sect's spies last night, and they were all killed."
"Wait a minute, there is no man named Lin Feng in Huangshan Village, who are you?"
The fire talisman flying arrows at the top of the city was about to be activated. Lin Feng said calmly: "I am A Niu. Lin Feng is the new name I gave myself. I am twenty this year. My wife is A Xiu and my father is Li Man."
"Since they were all killed, how did you survive?"
"I hunted Mingfeng last night. I went home and went out to pick green leaves and lotus. I escaped a disaster. I have nowhere to go and I just want revenge."
Mingfeng is a kind of pheasant with extremely delicious meat. It sings like a phoenix. It is very rare. It is stewed with green leaves and lotus. It is very nourishing to women. Even in restaurants in the city, Mingfeng with green lotus is also a precious dish.
Xiu loves it the most. This kind of good thing is regarded as a treasure by the hunters in the mountains.
The man nodded and saw that Li Aniu's wife was called Axiu. A line of small characters after the family's name caught the attention of the monks on the city.