"Pain!" The indescribable pain began to shake Zhang San, starting from his neck and spreading to his whole body. Zhang San opened his eyes in pain, his eyes full of struggle, but he couldn't even open his teeth.
I didn't dare to close my mouth tightly, or even say anything more, because I could clearly feel the flow of blood in the wound.
"Wake up." As the sound of drinking water came, Zhang San swallowed the saliva in his throat, and a trace of blood appeared on his neck again.
"Don't move, pay attention to your body!" Qiu E reminded her with care in her voice.
"You bastard!" Zhang San cursed angrily in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't dare to move, he would have wanted to jump up and yell: "How dare you give labor and management a good time!"
"I know!" As he finished speaking, Qiu E's vicissitudes of life appeared in Zhang San's eyesight.
"I know, you want to kill me! But you have only two choices now. One is to wait for death slowly. The other is to choose to practice the nameless method I will give you, recover with the help of your own powerful blood, and be mine.
apprentice."
"Alas!" Qiu E sighed helplessly after finishing speaking. "It seems that I can only choose for you, Master." After saying that, he placed a jade slip on Zhang San's forehead.
"Bitch," Zhang San cursed in his heart, but then his head became dizzy, and countless messages came from his forehead. The massive impact of messages instantly made him feel dizzy and have a headache.
"Boy," Qiu E kept mumbling, "This is the foundation of my life. Don't look at him without a name... Hey, he accepted it so quickly, and he didn't even faint!"
Zhang San gasped slightly and rolled his eyes white, as if to say: "I knew you had bad intentions."
As the light in Zhang San's eyes kept flashing, the blood in his body began to slowly be mobilized and circulated.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Zhang San asked after recovering.
Qiu E's thousand-year-old face paused, "Do we have any grudges?"
"without."
"Then you killed me for profit?"
"Indeed." Zhang San frowned, not liking the feeling of being tricked into saying this.
"That's enough," Qiu E said with satisfaction. I believe the benefits I've given you are greater than anything you can get after killing me.
After saying that, Qiu E ignored Zhang San and picked up the ghost-headed sword on the table with one hand. He only heard the sound of the sword ringing and buzzing, as if it was resonating with Qiu E's meaning!
And a red dress on the table also shimmered under the light of the knife, with a different color, "Put it on, kid, you dyed it red with your own blood!"
Zhang San looked around and saw that it was the coarse linen clothes he wore on the execution ground!
"I hope I didn't misjudge you!" Qiu E looked at Zhang San, who looked thoughtful, and said to himself.
The north wind and snow drifted, and the world finally ushered in a cruel and lonely side.
"Birds will fly away from thousands of mountains, and people will disappear from thousands of paths." This is the origin of natural selection, and human beings, as the spirit of all things, cannot avoid it.
"Behead!" As the voice fell, a human head fell down neatly. The executioner's technique was so skillful that the eyes of the head, which was left red in the snow, were still moving.
The executioner seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old. Although the heavy snow had turned his eyebrows and hair white, he still had a youthful look on his face!
"Already a thousand," Zhang San couldn't help but recall the dizziness and vomiting that started two years ago to the numbness after the murder, and he couldn't help feeling a little chilly in his heart.
"It seems that I have become a pervert, and I will never be able to find the innocence I once had, in this fucking world!"
Zhang San sorted out some of the messy thoughts in his mind, sighed slightly, and then breathed deeply into the corpse, and saw a black air with a touch of blood-red entering Zhang San's nose.
"Giggle..." As Zhang San swallowed, a black air was expelled from the body. Zhang San's body seemed to have reached a limit, and the blood was surging in the body. Zhang San quickly used the nameless technique taught by Qiu E.
walking route.
After Zhou Tianyun left, the sound of a mirror being smashed came from within his body. The sound was obviously not loud, but it was clear and ear-piercing, making people feel like they were suddenly enlightened.
Feel…….
At the innate limit, Zhang San opened his eyes, and a feeling of sudden enlightenment rose from within.
"Zhang San, what's going on?" "Zhang San, are you okay?"
Zhang San didn't answer, casually threw away the executioner's sword in his hand, laughed "haha" and left, leaving behind a group of people who were confused.
The heavy snow was pressing down, and as far as the eyes could see, countless plants were covered by the heavy snow. It was still the same woods and the same two people, but there was no similarity with the original ones.
At this time, Zhang San had a "fascinating smile" on his youthful face, showing Yan Xing's "otaku" wretched nature, but it made people unable to feel disgusted, but that was how it should be.
"The explosive power at the time of death is so miraculous that it actually restored my memories of my previous life!" Zhang San thought to himself.
"Yes, you can practice to the extreme in two years, and you can feel proud of yourself!" Qiu E's icy face seemed to be melting even in winter, with a faint smile on his lips.
"It's all master's good teachings!" Zhang San replied. "If master hadn't come up with this method, with the help of the secular royal power, killing people without resentment or karma, I would have been able to reach this point on my own.
, what the book says is that cultivators should meditate most of the year to dispel the resentment of killing people."
"Secular? It seems that your mentality has changed." Qiu E nodded and ignored Zhang San's "flattering strategy".
"Master, let me in. Cultivation is personal! You don't have to be too humble. There is no need for such a quarrel between master and disciple. Flattery should be appropriate. After all, it is not for the strong."
"Master, the lesson is, I will definitely change..." Zhang San smiled sarcastically.
Looking at Zhang San's appearance, Qiu E couldn't help but shook his head, "Alas!"
"Master, is there something bothering you?"
"I'm teaching you a secret technique to save your life, which I also got from the jade slip. However, this technique can only be understood and cannot be explained in words. And the way forward is up to you!"
"As expected, the master still has a trick up his sleeve, the "pressing the box" technique." Zhang San was a little surprised and immediately became depressed. "Master, are you leaving?"
"Well, there is always a banquet in the world. The longer you stay with me, the greater the harm will be to you. You will eventually have to navigate the world that belongs to you."
Zhang San, who has lived in two lives, naturally knows what Qiu E means, but the more it happens, the more he can't let it go. The loneliness in his previous life ended early, making him long for the fullness of emotion.
This is why Li's mother saved him once, and he tried his best to repay the favor and almost died at the hands of Qiu E. But Qiu E was the first person to teach him selflessly, just because of a nihilistic master-disciple relationship, which made Zhang
3. How not to be sad.
"Master, don't worry, now that I decide to embark on this path, I will get used to letting loneliness accompany me!"
Seeing Zhang San's determination, Qiu E couldn't help but laugh and said: "You are such a small person, how can you have so many emotions!"
Zhang San originally wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Qiu E. "Okay, let me help you before leaving, so that you can leave with peace of mind." Qiu E said with a solemn expression.
"This secret technique is indeed as you said. It can be regarded as a master's secret technique. As for how much you can understand it depends on your luck." After saying this, I saw a stream of blood rushing out of Qiu E's head, turning into
A red knife was shot at Zhang San.
Zhang San was startled by the "weird" sight he saw with the naked eye, and instinctively wanted to move back, but the blood energy disappeared in the blink of an eye and rushed into his mind.
"Master...," Zhang San wanted to ask what was going on.
"If you don't look inwards, your thoughts will follow!" Qiu E shouted.