Boom!
The dark night sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the low muffled thunder could be faintly heard from the clouds.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed as fast as the wind, and the two people who had not left on the trestle slowly stood up. One was an old man wearing a straw hat and a straight waist, and the other was a simple and honest young man with a shiny face. Wiping the corners of his greasy mouth.
The old man stood on the trestle with his hands behind his back, facing the sea, holding his right wrist with his left hand, sometimes clenching his fingers into a fist, sometimes spreading them open, unwilling to leave for a long time.
The honest young man had followed the old man since he was a child and knew what this action meant. He stood behind the old man and reminded him in a low voice: "Master, it's time for us to leave."
The old man stopped what he was doing and didn't look back. He still looked at the sea. After turning his back to him for a while, he said sadly: "Xiao Fu, things are going to change."
Tick tock! Tick tock!
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a raindrop hit the coir raincoat above his head. Ripples appeared on the sea surface. Raindrops the size of peas poured down. Lightning and thunder became more frequent.
The honest young man was about to answer, but he immediately fell silent and slowly turned his head. At the moment he turned his head, a huge black shadow stood behind the two of them, and its body covered the entire trestle and covered most of the sea. .
Through the flash of lightning, one could clearly see the reflection on the sea, a monster with two horns on its head and a sword a hundred feet long in each hand.
Inside the thatched house at the foot of the mountain outside Wu Zheng Town
"Uh-huh... Uh-huh..." Ziyang huddled on the side of the wooden bed, his forehead covered with beads of sweat. He held the animal paw tightly with his left hand and was shaking all over.
The stinging sensation in the beast's palm swept through his whole body, and the snow-white hair stood straight up like thousands of needles, piercing deeply into his own flesh and blood.
I saw that the snow-white hair wrapping the animal's palm was shrinking rapidly, and the sharp hooked claws, like a shed green snake, were squeezed out by white fingers and fell onto the wooden bed.
Ziyang sat on the wooden board with his back against the earth wall, breathing heavily, slowly raising his right hand that was no different from a human being, turning it over and over for careful inspection, his face full of disbelief.
"I'm not a monster anymore! I'm not a monster anymore!" He stood up, raised his hands into fists and shouted loudly.
However, at this time, thunder was rolling outside the window, lightning flashed, and heavy rain fell suddenly. His shouts were instantly drowned out by the thunder and rain.
"No! No!" Zi Yang's face changed in shock, he put his hands in front of his face and asked in confusion: "Why is the flow of air around me so clear? What's going on? I can actually feel the flow of gas around me?"
Zizzi!
Zi Yang saw the lightning flashing in the palm of his right hand and shivered in fright. The lightning disappeared into the palm of his hand without any pain. He waited for a while and whispered to himself: "Ah! This lightning didn't hurt me?!"
"Idiot! I was really blind in the first place, how could I choose such an idiot like you." A rather majestic voice sounded from the room.
After Ziyang heard the sound, he looked around, lightning surged in his palms, and whispered: "Who? Who is it? Who was speaking just now?"
"Oh, you are so courageous. You just got the power of thunder and lightning given to you by this god, and you want to use it against me." There was a hint of joking in the majestic voice.
"You mean, you gave me these electric lights swimming in my right palm?" Zi Yang asked quietly.
"You are stupid, but you are indeed not smart. I have been in your body for ten years. I thought you could open the river basin on your own, but I never thought that your mind was not on cultivation at all, so I had no choice but to help you. .”
Zi Yang frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked again: "The beast's palm disappeared and you appeared. What is your relationship with the beast's palm?"
"Hmm?! The fact that you can say this means that you are not stupid enough yet and can still manage to save someone. Your right palm belongs to the god. Do you understand?"
Ziyang's back was pressed against the wall, his hands clenched tightly, and he timidly said: "Are you a monster?!"
In his understanding, monsters are powerful and ferocious creatures with super vitality, hundreds of times more powerful than common animals.
There was a flash of silver light in the room, and a snow-white tiger with silver-white eyes, palms like sea bowls, claws like scimitars, and lightning flashes all over his body stood in front of the wooden bed.
"Looking at you like this, you are really worthless, are you scared now? You don't think that this god will swallow up a fool like you, right?" Lei Hu said disdainfully.
It has been in my body for ten years without harming me, and now it has given me extraordinary abilities. I think it must be asking for something from me, otherwise it would not be like this.
After thinking about this, Zi Yang changed his fearful expression and said loudly: "I am not an idiot, my name is Zi Yang."
"I don't care whether you are Ziyang or Lanyang. I just want to ask you, do you want to become the master of this continent and let everyone in this continent crawl at your feet?" Lei Hu jumped onto the wooden bed, Silver The white beast eyes stared at him closely.
Ziyang leaned back and leaned against the window, trying to keep a certain distance from it. If Thunder Tiger got angry, he could jump out of the window and escape to avoid dying tragically under the sharp claws of the beast.
"I never thought about being a master..."
Before Zi Yang could finish his words, Lei Hu interrupted him. A pair of beast eyes showed a cold light, and he said displeasedly: "What?! What are you talking about? Tell me again?!"
"If you can, you can let me find my parents, and I will get my wish." Ziyang pressed his hands on the wooden bed, his palms full of cold sweat.
"Looking for someone?!" Lei Hu grinned.
Ziyang was sitting on the wooden bed. Seeing that it was about to get angry, he slightly bent the fingers of his hands and drew back little by little. He found the right moment to quickly turn over, wanting to reach out to push open the window and jump out of the window to escape.
Unexpectedly, Lei Hu raised his claws and pressed them on his back. Zi Yang felt an unshakable force fall from the sky, and he lay on the sill in front of the window.
"Want to run? In front of me, do you still want to run? I thought you were a fool, but I didn't expect you to be quite clever." Lei Hu raised his tiger paw and patted the side of his face gently.
Lei Hu said proudly: "You run, you run, why don't you run, you run."
Ziyang's face was pressed against the window sill, and he defended: "It's too stuffy in this room. I wanted to open the window to get some air, but I didn't want to run away."
"You think I'm stupid for not trying to escape? I'm afraid you don't have a chance to escape." Thunder Tiger's sharp claws flowed with lightning and slowly stretched towards his eyes.
Zi Yang closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled violently, and he quickly begged for mercy: "No, no, no, no, I was wrong, don't blind my eyes, please."
"Now that you know how to beg for mercy, why did you go there? I must teach you a lesson."
At this moment, the sound of rain outside the window gradually became smaller, and only the electric light flashed. Feng Lan opened the door to relieve himself. Lei Hu heard the sound and immediately got into Zi Yang's body.
Feng Lan yawned, raised her sleepy eyes, and habitually glanced at Ziyang's room across the door. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, she walked down the rain-stained stone steps and went straight to the thatched cottage that had long since collapsed, that is, The thatched cottage where Old Man Yang lived before.
Since the thatched cottage collapsed, Old Man Yang has not returned for a long time, so this place has become a good place for him to relieve himself. It is also a way for him to vent his anger by humiliating Old Man Yang for leaving for no reason.
Snapped!
Feng Lan had not finished peeing with half-closed eyes when a black figure suddenly appeared behind him and stretched out two arms to press on his shoulders. He immediately shivered and hurriedly pulled up his pants and was about to look back.
"Don't scream, it's me." Luo Yuan covered his mouth with his hand and whispered in his ear.
After hearing the sound, Feng Lan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and joked: "It's so late for you to come here without sleeping and peek at me peeing. It's okay to peek at me peeing. The least you can do is wait until I put on my pants before coming out." Ah, do you know this is very dangerous?"
"If I'm scared out of my mind by you, don't blame me for ignoring brotherhood. If your son is snatched away in the future, don't come looking for me then."
Luo Yuan stood there stunned for a while and joked: "If my son has an uncle like you to help take care of my son, I will be much less worried."
"With people like you, whether you can find a wife in the future is another question." Feng Lan pinched the bar and looked at him carefully until she found the peach wood sword behind Luo Yuan, and immediately asked: "No! You Why are you carrying a mahogany sword so late at night?"
Although the Taomu Sword was very precious to Luo Yuan, he didn't need to carry it on his back every day. The Taomu Sword didn't have legs, so it couldn't escape even if it was hung on the wall.
When he thought of this, Feng Lan noticed the baggage knot tied on his chest, and he immediately guessed the answer.
Luo Yuan turned his head and glanced at Zi Yang's room. There was no movement in the room, so he had no intention of taking Feng Lan out to talk. He said straight to the point: "I'm leaving."
Feng Lan said calmly: "It's not unusual for you to take the path of a cultivator, but it's just earlier than I expected."
"Originally, I thought you would leave Ziyang when he grew up..."
Luo Yuan lowered his head silently, Feng Lan did not continue speaking, and the two were silent for a long time.
Feng Lan calmed down her emotions, forced a smile and said: "Forget it, let's not mention those sad things. It's a good thing that you chose to leave the town when you became an adult."
"Zi Yang, I'll leave it to you." Luo Yuan looked up and blinked to prevent tears from flowing down.
Feng Lan said with a cold face: "Zi Yang is not only your brother, he is also my brother. The three of us have lived together for ten years. Although we are not real brothers, we are better than real brothers. There is no need to say such polite words."
"Besides, Ziyang is not a child anymore. He will understand your difficulties."
After the two hugged each other briefly, Luo Yuan reluctantly took one last look at Ziyang's room, turned around quickly, and walked away with two crystal tears falling on his clothes.
Feng Lan watched him walking out of the gate quietly, and couldn't help but chase after him. She asked with a smile, "You have to give me a reason to convince Zi Yang."
Luo Yuan turned his back to him and said calmly: "For an answer, I chose to take this road."
Feng Lan looked up at the sky covered with dark clouds, nodded and said: "It's getting late, you should leave quickly. If it's later, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."
Luo Yuan flew up, stepped on the treetops, and quickly disappeared into the misty forest, heading west, straight to the uninhabited desert outside the town.
"For an...answer?"
A sudden voice sounded from behind him, and Feng Lan was startled. He slowly turned his gaze to the back, looking at the young man standing in the small courtyard with his head lowered in thought. He, who had always been smart, was a little at a loss.
