There were a lot of people and horses walking around on the mountain. Under the cover of wind, rain and fog outside the mountain, the traces of the two people were vague, dormant in the rain and fog, and could not come out.
"It was expected that the Ma Long King, who could call the wind and rain in Bailou Prefecture and cause earthquakes in all directions by stamping his feet, has lost his former glory. A year before the war started, when the caravan was mentioned outside Bailou Prefecture, it would definitely not be a tourist. Those mediocre and incompetent gangsters and horse thieves walking among the rivers and lakes must first think of the large gang established by King Ma Long. There are often thousands of people and countless money and food. I am afraid that even the elders of the Bailouzhou clan will be afraid of San. It’s a pity that by the time the war breaks out, it will decline too quickly.”
A middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples sat in front of an armchair. The armchair had wooden wheels on all four legs. He seemed to be shorter. The person behind him pushed the armchair and slowly stopped. At the mountain ridge, he looked towards the mountain with half-narrowed eyes. But although these words were said quite politely, there was always a sense of ridicule in the middle-aged man's expression, which was still very conspicuous even if the wind was blowing, the fog was thick, and the rain was thick.
"What the master said is true. It was the incompetent people at the border who taught that Ma Long King to cover the sky with one hand. Now that the master has taken action, I think if this person stomps six or seven feet now, not to mention the entire Bailou Prefecture, Even the earth and rocks in the mountains cannot be shaken. How long you can live depends on the master's wishes. If the power of life and death falls into the hands of outsiders, how can you bear the title of "Ma Long Wang"?" He held his hands firmly. Holding the armrest, standing behind the middle-aged man, is a lean man with a cunning look just from his facial features. He is wearing white clothes and a white crown. It is at this time when the wind, rain, clouds and fog are swaying, but it is passed down to the people orally. Similar to impermanence, a pale face goes with this outfit
No matter where you go, it looks weird and spooky.
As for why these two people took advantage of this season to walk to this mountain ridge, no one knew. They had seen the lean and white-faced man in white clothes and crown pushing the cart. Most of them died on the spot with no injuries on their bodies.
The two people came from the border of Luzhou, mostly taking narrow paths and staying away from official roads. Many scattered villagers or herdsmen died in front of the two of them for no reason. However, after a few days, there was no news.
"The servants have been replaced dozens of times in the past three to five years. It is most important that you live in this position for a long time, but you can't say that." The middle-aged man spoke softly and continued to lazily raise his eyes towards the vague building. Looking at the mountain road where people and horses pass, the lean man behind him fell down for no reason. His hands were still holding on to the armrest. He spent nearly several cups of tea without taking a breath. His originally pale face was red with veins. , and then began to gasp violently, but his hands still did not let go of the armrest, "Based on what you said, it seems that I am not very capable, so I was hurt by the Ma Long King. If he doesn't have much ability, then I How should I deal with myself? Before the old scores are settled, it is best to give this person a few words of praise."
"Stomping three feet can make Bailouzhou shake. Do you think that's possible?"
The pale-skinned servant raised his face, tears streaming down his face, "Very good, very good, the master said it very well."
The servant's pipa bone suddenly broke, making a crisp sound, but the middle-aged man refused to give in. He thought about it and said, "Stomping your feet can make Bailouzhou shake. What do you think?"
"The master said that if you stomp your feet a few times, it will shake you a few times. That means you will stomp your feet a few times and it will shake you a few times."
The middle-aged man never turned around, but he also
Knowing that the servant's face was twisted and crying and miserable, and hearing these words, he immediately drank herbal tea like a dog in the dog days of summer, feeling very comfortable, and then there was another sound of cracking bones, but this time the white-faced servant did not say anything. , but stood up with difficulty, keeping his hands on the support wood from the beginning to the end, and the pipa bone healed as before.
"If I want to live longer, at least I can see the Malone King's head fall off his neck with my own eyes. Then I can feel at ease and change myself into a servant. If I don't live long enough, it will be boring."
In the small village not far from here, there had been silence for a long time, until the sound of children crying faintly came from the ridges of the fields, and it became slightly lively.
There were corpses all around the field ridge, and the signs of death were so weird that no matter how courageous the children were, they would not dare to approach them, so they could only curl up next to the corpses of their parents and cry non-stop. I don’t know why. Among the several families around the field ridge, only the remaining corpses were left. The child was alive, still covered in bruises, and hiding in the fields in a panic, so he could barely escape this unprovoked disaster. During the previous stormy season, several families worked together to block the wind and rain and protect the rice in the ridges that had not yet had time to ear. They were already exhausted, but they didn't know why the wind and rain suddenly calmed down and they were able to preserve the current harvest. But it was also a day ago. A thin man in white clothes and a white crown came and pushed a middle-aged man to pass here. Before the children who were playing outside returned home, the others were all dead. Their bodies were scattered and missing. The tragic situation made the child almost faint. It’s only now that I have come to my senses.
The whole field was completely silent except for the sound of crying. When the child was exhausted and almost fell asleep, he found that a rough man appeared in front of him for no reason.
Look around.
After this incident, the child dared not talk to others, so he had to stop crying for the time being, shrink back timidly, and hug his knees. He was afraid that the man in front of him had any malicious intentions and would do such murderous things again, so he bit his head tightly. Blood oozed from his lips and teeth, and even from his mouth.
A ten-year-old child has never seen such a scene, but he has been taught by his parents and neighbors since he was a child, and he is very alert. He knows that the person who did this must not be provoked, and he does not think that the fierce-looking strong man in front of him will be A very kind person tried his best to hide his figure in the fields and ditches, intending to cover his traces with the floating soil in the ditches. He would make another plan after the strong man left.
Unfortunately, he had no control over the matter. The strong man walked up to the child and looked at the child in surprise as he slowly shrank into the ditch. Then he glanced at the corpses around him and muttered something about how troublesome it was. Then he sat down in front of the child and ignored him at all. The surrounding soil had become a little loose due to rain and wind, staining his clothes. He glanced at the child and said, "It's rare to find a good piece of material in the wilderness, and his character is acceptable." Then he just stretched out his hand and lifted the child up. He put it in front of him and looked up and down, then he touched the child's ears, neck and several big orifices on his chest with two fingers. He seemed very satisfied.
"Boy, are you willing to learn martial arts? We still need a little apprentice. If you join our sect, you may not be able to reach the highest level of cultivation, but you will have enough food and clothing no matter what. If you succeed in your studies, you will have no worries wherever you go. How about livelihood?"
It wasn't until there was no way to hide that the child noticed that the man was carrying a big axe, which seemed a little different from the other Jianghu people he saw passing by. Those Jianghu people are just carrying swords and guns.
Carrying a spear, but I have never seen one carrying an axe. But even though this rough man spoke in a very soft voice, the children were also timid. They looked at the strong man in front of them, then looked back at their parents who had been lying dead on the ground for a long time, and finally responded.
Far away from Luzhou, with no relatives and no ability to survive, the child finally nodded, but he had to bury all the corpses before leaving with the man. The rude man just nodded, then sat aside and watched quietly as the children laboriously dug the trench and buried the bodies in the pit one by one with tears. He was very interested, but had no intention of helping.
"Speaking of which, why did you, the young man, come to my sect so quickly without knowing the origin? Even if I killed these ten or so people, would you still consider the thief as your master?"
The rude man took off the big ax from behind his back, carefully wiped off the dust on his clothes, and raised his eyebrows at the child kneeling on the ground and kowtowing beside him, as if he found it very strange.
"It was windy two days ago, and I went to the ridges with my neighbors to protect the crops. We were exhausted. But for some reason, it was full of wind and rain outside, but there was no wind in the ridges. My mother said that blessings come for no reason, and sometimes there is no need to refuse them. I have to take it on securely. My family can only live on this little land. I can’t live without my parents and close neighbors. I haven’t been killed by others, and there are still people who are willing to accept me as a disciple and are willing to reward me with a meal. It’s a great blessing, no matter how bad it is, it can’t be any worse.”
"If the master can help the disciple find the person who killed his parents and neighbors, let alone serve the master, he can save his life in the master's hands."
The child had not eaten or eaten in the past two days, and his hands were shaking when digging in the ground. However, he still spoke with tears in his eyes and bowed deeply to the man.
present.
The reckless man touched his nose and expressed no doubt.
When all the caravans came down the mountain to rest, another person was added to the mountain ridge not far away. In addition to the middle-aged man and the servant in white clothes and white crown, there was also a rough man carrying an axe, but there was no one following the rough man.
"How come you didn't take notice of the disciple you retained? It's hard for me to hold back. I wasted a child with decent talent."
The middle-aged man said slowly and calmly without even raising his eyelids.
The reckless man groaned twice, took off the big ax behind him, and wiped it carefully again, but this time there were some blood stains on it, which seemed to be a sign of blame. No one can be successful, but this time I found a good one from the wilderness. However, my obsession is too deep and my ability cannot be cultivated. Besides, when my ability is not good, I will spend all my time thinking about finding some enemy. This kind of temperament If I put it in the world of the future, I won't survive for more than two or three years, and my reputation will be ruined by then. Besides, raising tigers is a problem that no one can do."
The middle-aged man smiled, but with his eyes, he asked the servant to hand over the water bag, and took a sip, "When you are as old as me, you know that many things can be done, and there is no agreement. There is no tolerance for it. Flaws, after all, make things impossible. Sometimes they are gifts from God, and they just accept them, like that King Ma Long. If it weren't for his enemy, I'm afraid I would have found happiness long ago after my hands and feet were destroyed. If you die, how can you achieve your current level of cultivation? Let’s just say this, maybe I should also thank this Malong King.”
He has neither hands nor feet, and even drinking water requires someone to serve him.
Few people dare to provoke this middle-aged man who sits in a chair and car all year round.
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