There are clouds tonight, no stars or moon, the town is pitch black, only the faint lights of the calligraphy and painting shop on the other side of the street leaked out. When they arrived at the wine shop, it was already very light, but it was enough to see people clearly.
The drunkard had some dust on his body, but no blood. It was obvious that he had been to many places in the past two days, but he was not anxious because he was still in the mood to take a bath and change his clothes.
At the last moment when Helan City collapsed and the teleportation array was activated, his infinite realm successfully interfered with the operation of the breath of heaven and earth. He knew that neither Haotian nor Ning Que could return to Chang'an, so he no longer needed anxiety. He believed that it would be long.
In the journey, no one can go faster and farther than himself who is in no distance. Just like this long practice life, no one can live longer and farther than him.
However, his face was a little pale and his expression was a little tired. He was first attacked by Ning Que and then broke his hand. After being injured so seriously, even he could not recover in a short time.
"I'm looking for you everywhere."
The drunkard looked at Sangsang and said, the dim light in the distance fell into his deep eyes, looking at a little devouring, like a night-walking beast on the wasteland.
"But I didn't expect you to come to my house."
Sangsang said expressionlessly: "What are you asking me for?"
The drunkard said solemnly: "You make me afraid, so you must kill you as soon as possible."
Sangsang said, "You won't scare me, but I want to kill you too."
Listening to this sentence, the drunkard laughed out loud, as if he felt a little ridiculous.
Haotian, who has only divine character but no divine power, is actually just a weak woman.
Aside from the big black horse saddle, the cry of a baby suddenly sounded.
Sangsang looked over there and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the child would suddenly become hungry at this time. It seems that noodle soup is indeed not suitable for use as a staple food now.
The drunkard was stunned, laughed slightly, and then became bigger.
"Congratulations."
His laughter seemed extremely presumptuous, full of ridicule and compassion. "What would people think if the believers in the world knew that Haotian had a child with a mortal?"
Sangsang was silent, remembering the priests and deacons he met in the capital of Song State.
The drunkard laughed slightly, looked at her frowning and asked in confusion: "Why?"
“What’s why?”
"Why do you have to become a human? Don't talk about Master, don't talk about Ning Que, let alone Ye Su. As the Guanzhu said, if you don't want to become a human, none of this will happen."
Sangsang said: "I haven't thought about it. But since you will become a human being, there is nothing wrong with it."
The drunkard pulled out a sharp sword from the wine pot and looked at her and said, "Even if a person has thousands of good things and all kinds of suffering is considered good, but there is one bad thing and he can't escape it."
Sangsang asked, "What?"
The drunkard said, "Man will die."
Sangsang was silent for a moment, looked at him calmly and said, "You will die too."
The drunkard smiled and said, "How can you die? Killed by you? How can you kill?"
Sangsang looked somewhere in the night.
"You want to use her to threaten me?"
The drunkard raised the sword in the pot and pointed at the beautiful wine lady who had spent many good nights with him and had a hard time feeling, and asked indifferently.
The voice was full, and a sharp sword intent broke through the night and landed at the wine lady's throat before everyone, including the green lion and black horse, reacted.
A thin blood thread appeared between the neck like a pot of wine and jade.
The wine lady opened her eyes wide and looked at the drunkard holding the sword in her hand. She wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything. The next moment, her head fell into the wine jar in the hut, and she was restless.
Sangsang looked at the head of the wine girl who was undulating with the wine, and remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Li Guru actually did what you want to do... The great gentleman, who is known as an unparalleled person in the academy, will even threaten his enemies with the life of his innocent sister-in-law. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
The drunkard killed the woman he loved with a sword, his expression was still indifferent and unaffected. He held the sword in the pot with blood in his hand and looked at her and said, "I didn't say anything at that time, but it doesn't mean I will really accept it."
A threat, as a result, you want to try it once? You have fallen into the world, and the Kingdom of God will become our eternal paradise, and we will share eternity, immortality and endless glory. The meaning of life lies in the pursuit of eternity. Before that, love will be
What is it? What is anything else?"
He even said that his status in the entire human history is actually very high. For ordinary people, he is a living god and Buddha, but at this time, he is holding a blood sword in his hand and looks more like a devil.
Sangsang thought that for humans, there were always some things that were more important than their own lives. Now it seems that it was just her misunderstanding, or because the humans she had come into contact with were all from the academy, Weicheng.
What are the people in Chang'an City, who are different from others?
No matter who the drunkard is, and even he no longer regards himself as a human being, she will kill him tonight. She took out the abacus from her arms and started calling.
A very simple action, lightly move the beads with fingertips, from top to bottom or from bottom to top, the wood between the two grids of the upper and lower is beaten with a bead, making a crisp sound, not like a piano but like a drum, not a war drum, like
Hand drums that help dance.
The clouds above the town suddenly became thicker. With a cold wind from the north, the wetness in the clouds condensed into countless water droplets, and when it fell, it was a rainstorm.
Wow, wow, wow.
The rain fell on the town, flushing the houses that were looted by refugees, washing the felt cloth on the meat shop, or because the greasy felt on the felt towel was too greasy and the rain was not washed clean, and it became a little angry, and the water droplets turned into
The sharp blade quietly dissolved the felt cloth into rags, and then all the brick and stone beams of the butcher shop were corroded into holes. In just a few breaths, the butcher shop collapsed into ruins, and countless years of blood coagulation were accumulated on the ground.
The greasy ones were washed away, and along the waterfall-like water flowed into the crack that the butcher had accidentally cut out of his flesh knife before, reaching the deep secluded spring.
The wine shop was destroyed by the wine shop, and the wine music hidden in the back house was poured out by the rain like snow. The raindrops falling into the wine jar were particularly dense, quickly diluting the wine that was not thick.
The wine girl's head dissipated and merged with the light wine. With a bang, the wine jar broke into dozens of pieces, and the wine rushed into the shop and flowed everywhere. When it met the pillars, it was like a fire and ice.
It eroded in an instant, and the entire house began to collapse.
This heavy rain in the cold night came from the abacus in Sangsang's hands. From the wish in her heart, she was Haotian, that was the will of heaven. Now she couldn't think about it and summoned the breath of heaven and earth in the East China Sea to change.
She became a storm to help herself fight. She no longer had divine power. The method she used was to imitate. She was imitating Ning Que's writing talismans, turning her wishes into thought power, and then telling them to this world to know.
She used the calculation of heaven to help herself simulate human practice. She could only calculate and could be perfect. So she just learned Ning Que's method and learned to write a talisman, and then wrote a talisman - after all, it was once.
Haotian, whether it is learning or practicing, her progress is much greater than that of humans. This terrifying rainstorm once fell in Chang'an City. The talisman she wrote, Yan Se and Ning Que, both of which were written by her.
, it is the legendary ticker character.
The powerful talisman enveloped the entire town with the heavy rain. The only long street in the town and the thickest cloud in the sky intersected in the space, which was a tic toe.
The drunkard stood beside the ruins, covered in wet clothes, his clean clothes were already covered with holes, his gray hair fell off, revealing his slightly bald head, looking at the extremely embarrassed, like a wild dog with a broken family.
The butcher shop was destroyed and the wine shop was destroyed, and he really had no home.
The heavy rain gradually stopped, and the wine pot in his hand was dripping, a little heavier than before. The rain all over his body turned into blood. He looked very injured, but he did not fall down.
The ticker is a magic talisman, but he has infinite wine pots. Although Sangsang demonstrates learning ability and cultivation talent that humans cannot reach, he cannot defeat him because he cannot cross the threshold of the five realms by learning and simulation alone.
With wet hair in front of him, he stared at Sangsang, embarrassed and alert.
He didn't care about becoming a homeless person, because his future home will be above the kingdom of God and a perfect and solemn palace. He wanted to kill Sangsang, but he needed to make sure of something first.
Where is Ning Que?
What the drunkard is really vigilant about is Ning Que who did not appear. He was seriously injured and broke his hand under Ning Que. Although Ning Que was injured even more severely by him, he knew that Ning Que's recovery ability was above him.
Just as the academy always thought, his body had long been decayed.
It is decayed, but it can still be alive, but it is very difficult to repair it as new. Whether it is injury or other problems, it always makes him feel nervous and strongly uneasy.
Where is Ning Que?
Sangsang didn't know his current location, nor did he need to know that after leaving Helan City, he would always come here regardless of whether he was sent to the Demon Sect Mountain Gate by the teleportation array, Chengjing, Xiling or Chang'an.
Because she is here.
Even if his people can't arrive for a while, his arrows should arrive.
The sound of rain disappeared, the sound of the abacus bead hitting the abacus box also disappeared, and the town was silent. The green lion had raised its forefoot to hide the rain before, and at this time, he slowly escaped into the night with the big black horse.
“1989,0309”
Sangsang suddenly said two numbers. She lowered her head and looked at the shape of the abacus beads. The sound was very light, but it drifted with the wind and drifted countless miles away. It should be somewhere in the north.
The day before yesterday, on a cliff outside Helan City, facing a sea of flowers, she wanted to help Ning Que shoot at the sight of the audience. She once reported two numbers to confirm the direction. The two numbers she mentioned at this time were naturally reported to Ning.
I am missing listening, but I don’t know why, exactly the same as the number the day before yesterday. What does this mean?
The drunkard's face suddenly shrank, and a roar sounded in his chest, his body became empty, and he traveled through the vitality of heaven and earth. He didn't know whether he had gone hundreds or thousands of miles away in an instant.
The next moment, he returned to his original place from hundreds or thousands of miles away.
He seemed to have never left and did nothing.
A whoosh sounded behind him.
The arrow had already reached behind him.
He avoided the arrow.
His expression was slightly different. When he turned around, he saw a feather arrow nailed to the broken door of a pawnshop by the street. The arrows were soaked in the wood. They were swung by the night wind for several moments and then fell down.
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(After a severe psychological struggle and struggle, I decided to write a chapter, but it will definitely be very late.) (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!