The young man panicked, but had no way out.
There is nothing wrong with telling the truth in this world, and there is nothing wrong with having a creed. But if you take it seriously, you are driving yourself to death.
The so-called difference between immortals and mortals does not refer to the length of life, but in all aspects. Using mortal knowledge to speculate on immortals is like using modern people's thoughts to speculate on ancient people, which is completely different.
The reason is very simple, but it's a pity that he understood it too late.
Naive people are not suitable for climbing too high.
Because that is beyond his cognition, the same complicated people cannot be reduced to ordinary people, because then he will use the common people as pawns.
Human life becomes worthless in front of him.
Unable to tell who struck first, the young man fell. His chest and back were all scarred by swords. Until his death, no one showed mercy to this former fellow practitioner.
"Come on, let's go to the gate of Jian Mansion.
After listening to his nonsense for so long, I wonder if it’s still too late? "
"Never mind it, let's talk about it later.
There is always hope if you go, but if you don't go, it's just a death.
Haven't you heard? "
"What did you hear?"
I just solved a story that I heard about, and you heard about it again. Are you impatient?
Got your brain kicked by a donkey? Or let the door jam?
"No, no, don't be anxious, just listen to me. This is good news. It's different from that idiot who flew from the lower world."
"What's the difference?"
Can you break out the flowers?
The speaker touched the back of his head. It was impossible to break out the flowers, but his words were still credible, and said: "The news from those who listened said that the head of the Clan family has found a way to cure him.
I don’t know if it can be cured, but it is said that everyone who has eaten it is fine now, and no one has developed an infection.
In other words, if any of us are lucky enough to get in. In all likelihood, this life is considered stable, so there is no need to be worried or frightened. "
Originally, no one pointed at him and said anything useful. But when the news slips into the ears, it is both in the ears and in the heart.
They all said, "Is the news reliable?"
Hearing this, the man shook his head sincerely and said: "I heard from the old Xie family that he had a younger brother who entered the Chan Mansion. He was worried about his elder brother, so he wrote a letter and cast a spell to bring him out.
Lao Xie covered himself tightly and refused to say anything.
But he was greedy for sex and sex, and he accidentally let it slip when he was playing with women. The woman was intentional and had more than one concubine. After getting the news, she immediately killed him. Then she took the letter to find one of the adulterers, hoping that the two of them would go to Sheng Mansion to survive and be happy.
Little did she know that the adulterer was just playing with her, and there was no real affection for her husband's plaything. He coaxed her into saying that it was okay, and took advantage of her to kill people and seize things, planning to go alone.
I don't want to make too much noise and be seen by the little beggar passing by.
This matter just leaked out over and over again. If you don't believe me, you can go look for it. Those at the end of the east street must have gone to Jianfu to wait for the opportunity. "
Regardless of whether his words are true or false, it is obvious that his words sound much better than those of young people. In other words, he is smarter than young people, sees things through, and knows what to say to protect himself.
In fact, it is.
With this foundation, it is no longer important to be true or false. The important thing is that he knows what's interesting, doesn't keep the information secret when he gets it, and has results, and doesn't try to get ahead of others.
Suddenly, the crowd had a tacit understanding.
The corpses on the ground lie there as long as they like. It doesn't matter who did it. They haven't seen anything and don't know anything.
In an instant, they were walking in twos and threes.
To say that they are afraid of death, it must be because they are afraid of death. If they were not afraid of death, they would not be able to do things like this.
But when it comes to fear of death, they are more open-minded than many others. They knew very well that without the protection of a strong family member, they would be infected sooner or later. It is not unusual to lose one's life due to this, so there is quite a sense of selfishness in one's mind: to make peace with the situation as soon as it comes, and to cover it up with the earth when the soldiers come.
However, under this feeling, there is also a desire for life.
They will be indignant when they see the immortal die in vain.
When something happens to them, they will complain about the injustice.
And if getting rid of some people can make them live better, they will do it without hesitation.
They will have their own unique set of rules so that they can live better and more flexibly.
Seeing that everyone was gone, the air was filled with blood and a disgusting smell.
The strong visual impact also makes those who watch it feel numb.
The Red Widow stepped out of the void angrily, covering her mouth and nose in disgust, and strolled past the corpses.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, I can’t see anyone benefiting from this, that’s why it’s different. The things he did should not be underestimated. Look at them, they are not tragic and can be summed up.
Ruo walked up to the young man intentionally or unintentionally, took a breath, and found that there was still a trace of breath that was about to dissipate, and said: "A bunch of useless charges and group fights can't kill anyone. It shows that you can't live a good life." .”
After that, he stared at the young man's face.
The white is a bit white, but the appearance is quite straight.
Sister will suffer a little loss and give you an advantage.
Then, with a flick of his bare hand, he took the person into his pocket.
Immediately, Shi Shiran stood up.
He looked around and said, "What to do with these corpses? Do you want to take care of the old relationship and deal with the aftermath for him?"
But the void was silent, there was silence everywhere, and no one answered her.
But she was not annoyed, and kept to herself: "The little man next to Qiu Beichang, also known as San Cun Ding, is not the most powerful in the Supervisory Tiansi, but he is more troublesome.
I think you should be familiar with this feeling.
Hahaha, the kind that leaves you speechless. Three-inch Ding is just average, but his talent in this aspect is different from ordinary people.
He can imitate all wounds and reproduce the breath of all weapons. It is said that once caught by him, not even he can tell the truth from the false.
Very evil, isn't it? "
“However, no matter how strong his talent is, it is still limited.
Generally, those targeted by him can only last for three days. Three days later, I heard that the body had decomposed rapidly and turned into a mass of mud, making it impossible for anyone who wanted to trace it. "
"Over the years, with this one hand, he has really solved a lot of problems for the Supervisory Office."
"You want to destroy the body and eliminate the traces, but it's still too late. If three days pass, I'm afraid he will be unable to explain, and he won't be able to explain clearly if he is covered in words.
After all, so much can happen in three days. "
However, no matter how she spoke, there was still silence. Aside from a few gusts of cold wind, only the wine flags and window edges on the street were blown around, snapping and thinking.
As the Red Widow walked, she took the blood-striped spider from her shoulder and played with it in the palm of her hand. She seemed to be strolling down the street, and the cold moonlight made her back look slim and beautiful.
Said: "You have nothing to lose by cooperating with me.
What you can't do, I can.
I can be your eyes and hands.
Wherever you point, hit.
Condition, you protect me. "
"Wangyou sucked Chang Daizi (Chong), and has the foundation of me and Chong Daizi (Chang Daizi). Her cultivation level is far from what it was yesterday. The key is that she has a dagger in her hand with a red makeup.
That thing can restrain us, otherwise Chang Daizi (worm) would not be planted so easily. "
After a while, she seemed to have thought of something.
He stopped abruptly, looked sideways behind him, and said: "As the saying goes, nothing bothers the two masters. Apart from the problem of forgetfulness, why don't you go to the trouble of speaking kindly for me in front of the second master Jie.
As a condition, I will go to Fuling Pavilion.
If you want to do anything, I can handle it for you.
how? "
But after waiting for a long time, there was nothing.
Just as she looked back and continued to move forward, a leaf from nowhere fell on the blood-striped spider.
Picking up the leaves, she smiled.
Said: "Since everything has happened, why don't I add fuel to your fire and give the island owner some prestige. Don't worry, I won't do anything you don't want to do.
What's his is still his.
As for me, I can only move three inches.
If I remember correctly, Baili Liunian once sent someone to deliver a letter to Chongzi (Chang Daizi) in Bandung City. The letter stated that the future attack on Bafeng Island could be coordinated with the inside and outside.
I hope we can mediate for him afterwards to ensure that he has no worries.
Then if I do this, it will not be regarded as an injustice to him.
Since he has a heart, I will settle down with him. "
After saying that, he turned his head and opened his mouth and spit out balls of will-o'-the-wisp.
Suddenly, the streets were ablaze.
The wind aids the fire, adding to its power.
In the blink of an eye, countless houses collapsed.
By the light of the fire, one could faintly see the bodies being burned one by one, huddled up, tensed, and even suddenly exploded.
A strange smell also drifted up with the wind and floated everywhere, causing the infected people hiding in the royal city to go crazy and began to attack the surrounding residents frantically.
Those who cannot resist will be transformed into the same kind in a blink of an eye. In order to relieve the pain, they bite and devour others.
There are also people with strong wills who are struggling to support themselves. Rely on self-mutilation, rely on faith, and persevere little by little.
Don't let yourself fall into the darkness, don't let yourself drift with the crowd.
It’s just that there are very few who can persevere.
Most of them couldn't bear it in the end and chose to give up.
Even if he transforms into a demon, he doesn't want to end up feeding a demon. It is better to make life worse than death for others than to live in the hands of others.
History is written by the victors, and truth is told by the survivors.
If you do something to a certain extent, in the end, what you say will make sense. If you can do something that no one else has thought about, then you are talking about the way.
As for right or wrong, there are many people who do it.
Then he is right.
That being the case, what's their fault?
In the end, I just want to live.
If this is all wrong, how many people in the world deserve to die?
Perhaps this will be an unsolvable problem.
But no one has ever thought about what is wrong with the people they harmed?
The Red Widow was very satisfied with the consequences of the fire, and she screamed and cried, which was comparable to the sound of nature.
Yes, life is a torment.
Why should people who live by themselves be neither human nor ghosts, sell their conscience and bury their shame, while the so-called righteous and so-called good people can live without worries about food and clothing, and openly pray for mercy and salvation from others.
We have all come step by step to where we are today, so why should we be divided into thirds, sixths, and ninths?
They all earned it with their own lives, so why can't they compare with a piece of paper?
She is in purgatory, how can she allow others to be in heaven.
No matter what, one or two people have to be buried with them.
However, she thought that person would stop it.
After all, the initial encounter was such a confrontation.
However, he surprised her.
A fire lit up the night sky, but she couldn't tell what he was thinking. But his own thoughts were clearly seen, without missing a beat.
Suddenly, she began to wonder what kind of person this was?
Why...
