The horizontal sword returns to its sheath.
The magistrate's luxurious mansion was very quiet. The servants and maids were hiding in the distance and shivering. Bai Yu picked up a few pieces of exquisite pastries and stuffed them into his mouth. He thought they tasted good, so he found a piece of brocade cloth to wrap all the pastries and packed them away.
I found a few floor tiles that were loose and smelly, so I bent down and dug them open to find a small wooden box.
Open it, and the small gold bar inside dazzles the snake.
"Three years to clear the magistrate's office and one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. Alas, there is no future in business. Being an official is a huge profit."
Putting away the gold, he returned to the table and picked up a letter. He read it and walked out. Before going out, he pushed down the candlestick and lit the screen. After reading the letter, Bai Yu smiled and waved his hand. The letter paper full of writing floated into the sea of fire, burned and scattered ashes.
Black smoke was billowing and fire was raging. The residential area of the rich and powerful was in chaos. The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Servants from nearby houses shouted to put out the fire. A few buckets of water poured on it had no effect.
"The government and nobles are robbing children, this world is hopeless..."
He carried the head back to the stall, looked at the girl, and then threw it away from afar.
Putting away the goods and putting on the straw hats, the strange combination set off on the road again. Behind the scenes, the two sisters were sobbing loudly. Revenge failed to bring any happiness to the two sisters. All they had was the bitterness of their lives being broken. The great revenge was avenged. There was some comfort, there wasn't much Bai Yu could do.
The copper coins will not be returned, this is a contract.
Huixian and Xiao Shitou also put on straw hats to protect themselves from the sun. Xiao Shitou kindly made a straw hat for Cobra to wear.
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The Demon Sect is still cooperating with powerful people from all over the world to steal children.
In a certain demon den, Bai Yu killed everyone with a knife. Old Huixian and Xiao Shitou were trudging through the mountains and forests with more than a dozen children. Behind them was the demon cave that was massacred and burned by a certain snake demon. Bai Yu knew the hardships and dangers of doing good deeds. I have no complaints with Master and Disciple Huixian.
Lao Huixian did it because he felt he should do it. Instead of sitting in a beautiful golden temple and reciting scriptures, he might as well practice it, at least he would have no guilt in his heart.
He didn't understand why the snake demon wanted to save people, it was obviously a snake.
A very strange snake demon. He would kill people and set fires for a copper coin. He would fight to the death with those terrible demon cultivators for the sake of human children. I don’t understand.
When taking the child back to the village and waiting for someone to pick him up, Huixian asked questions that he had been asking for many days.
"Donor Bai, why did you save the child?"
Hearing this, Bai Yu was confused.
"Before, my master said that I was a monster and that my ferocious habits were not good for my practice. He asked me to do more good deeds to keep my Taoist heart alive. I did so, but I became more and more confused..."
"The reason I work so hard to save people is actually to allow myself to retain my memory and remember my past experiences..."
"For more than three hundred years, I have kept letting myself remember and remember those memories that are about to become blurred. I am afraid that the bestiality deep in my bones will wipe out the little humanity that remains."
Huixian really got to know the white snake demon for the first time.
"Good."
There was another moment of silence, and Bai Yu didn't know what to say. Maybe it was the Holy Mother, but if she didn't do something to make herself remember the past, and allowed her nature to do whatever she wanted, would that snake demon still be herself?
Few people can feel what it is like to live for more than three hundred years, whether it is too dull now, and what kind of mentality to live in the future.
The more I think about it, the more confused I become...
Thinking about it makes her brain hurt, so she simply doesn’t want to think about it anymore.
Take out the salt lump and lick it in your arms. The rustling sound immediately dispels worries and increases happiness.
Doing good deeds does not make money, and the people whose children were robbed were poor people who could not afford the money to thank them. After working for a day or two, they only mixed a few mouthfuls of gruel and pickles, which was a serious loss for the vendors.
Of course, it was Hui Xian and Xiao Shitou who had no money to make. A certain snake killed people, set fire to it, and robbed a lot of property. All the herbs that nourished Qi and blood were eaten, and no elixirs were made. They were swallowed up like cattle eating grass. It was quite a snake. The flavor of chewing peonies.
The black market in the nearby territory flourished because of a certain snake's hard work, and all kinds of elixirs and magic weapons flooded into the market.
The casual cultivators all know that a demon cultivator killer has appeared recently. Rumor has it that he is an accomplished monk who fights against demons in order to maintain peace and stability in the world. The demons have suffered heavy losses, and many demon sect disciples' savings over the years have become best-selling goods on the black market.
The common people don't know how many fights and killings are happening secretly that are related to them. All major events are just talk after dinner for ordinary people. For example, it is rumored that a certain high-ranking official in the imperial court was executed because of embezzlement of food and salary from northern Mo. Understanding military affairs leads to the defeat of officers and soldiers, or a butcher on the street sells meat for a short amount of money, the wife of a restaurant owner commits adultery with her waiter, or the daughter of Wu Laoer's family next door gives birth to a child out of wedlock.
Big shots don't pay attention to the lives of ordinary people in the city. In their eyes, ordinary people are just a bunch of numbers.
We are in the same sky but not in the same world.
Ordinary people are in one world, and cultivators are in another world. However, the world of cultivation is also divided into several worlds. For example, those who are powerful and powerful, few people know what they do.
The four peerless experts from Chunyang Palace, the eminent monks from the Western Sect, and the bosses of various sects are constantly searching for something.
One night.
Many great powers felt the turmoil in the dark night, sighed, stopped searching, and turned into escaping light and returned to their respective mountain gates.
In a bamboo sea village, scholars watch the stars at night.
"I can't stop it..."
The Demon Sect secretly collects boys and girls and sends them to unknown places through unknown channels. Many great powers search for them for several days but cannot find them. The Demon Sect has a big plan. They will not be kind enough to support these thousands of children. Everyone knows that the demon sect wants to use the blood sacrifice of children to perform evil magic, but they can't find the place to stop it.
Somewhere, the dark night was illuminated by flames, a huge altar carved with mysterious and strange runes, and countless children were sacrificed in blood...
Mountain bamboo forest.
Little Shitou and Old Huixian slept under the tree, while the cobra was busy devouring the pheasant.
Bai Yu slept in a tree, resting firmly among the branches and leaves, with his soft and boneless legs wrapped around the tree trunk. It cost money to stay in a hotel, which was too luxurious for a strange combination whose business was about to become a yellow shop, so he had to spend the night in the barren mountains.
Under the tree, Little Stone dreamed of some delicious food. Maybe he dreamed of bacon, or maybe he dreamed of salt.
Huixian was talking in his sleep, muttering about not letting people push the door because it would easily hit someone. He said that a big man on horseback was hit by the temple door and almost lost money. He also said that he would earn enough money to go back and repair the ruined temple. After talking in his sleep, he still scratched his head. Itchy, my calloused hands scratched my lower back, and my fingernails made a swishing sound as they rubbed against my old skin.
The cobra finally swallowed the pheasant. It swallowed too slowly and stayed quietly beside Lao Huixian to digest the food.
Bai Yu likes to sleep in trees.
The well-developed root system of the big tree is like a sensor network. Any vibrations around it will be felt through the trunk. The vigilant nature of snakes deep in their bones shows that they have no sense of security.
Late at night, Bai Yu suddenly woke up, vaguely feeling that something bad had happened...
"It's strange, snakes can also dream."
Change position and continue sleeping.
In the dark night of the barren mountains, the roar of beasts and wolves is very lively, and the fireflies light up the big trees...
