The sound of rain gradually subsided, leaving only the pitter-patter of small water drops falling along the eaves, like pearls falling into a jade plate, creating continuous ripples on the puddles, crisp and moving.
It wasn't until Wang Changsheng turned around and walked towards the bonfire that the woman holding the baby woke up from a dream.
She looked at the heroic back of the young Taoist priest, and a light called "hope" appeared in the depths of her eyes. She struggled to get up and staggered to catch up.
"Plop" sound.
The sound coming from behind made Wang Changsheng pause. He turned around, and his eyes reflected the woman who was kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly.
"Taoist Master, please save the child's life."
Not far away, a middle-aged man who had reacted suppressed his physical weakness and trotted over. He knelt on the ground with the woman and kowtowed hard: "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for saving my life. My sister is rude, Taoist Priest Wanwang." Haihan.”
"..." Wang Changsheng was silent for a moment, his eyelids drooped, and he shook his head slightly: "I know what you mean, but unfortunately I have important things to attend to, and I really have no time to take care of him."
"..." The woman held the baby in her arms tightly, her head lowered, her delicate body trembling.
The middle-aged man looked miserable: "I am the one who overstepped the rules."
"A little thought, thanks to the Taoist priest for saving my life, please accept it."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a red box from his arms and raised it respectfully.
Wang Changsheng shook his head and had no intention of accepting the thank you gift: "I will leave after dawn."
After saying that, he turned around and returned to his campfire and sat down cross-legged again.
The middle-aged man kept holding the gift box high and froze for a few seconds, with a hint of bitterness on his face facing the ground.
Finally, he sighed slumped, carefully placed the gift on the ground, then helped the woman up, and trudged back to his campfire.
The bright and dancing flames reflected Wang Changsheng's calm eyes.
He is not a heartless person, but people are divided into distance and distance. Compared with the two people who meet by chance, Li Laodao, who is kind to him, has a greater weight in his heart.
After a while, even the sound of raindrops outside the ruined temple gradually disappeared, the gloomy sky gradually became clear, and strands of cold moonlight flowed in along the gap at the top of the ruined temple.
That night, Wang Changsheng meditated silently, resting while performing a "dry sword show" in his mind.
Since he had decided not to care about the woman and her family, he no longer thought about it.
The next day, it was dawn.
Sitting on the big stone outside the ruined temple, Wang Changsheng, who had completed the condensation of "Yang Seed" as usual, picked up the bamboo cage on his back and continued walking eastward.
At the entrance of the ruined temple, the woman and the middle-aged man watched the young Taoist priest's back disappearing. After he disappeared, the woman's eyes turned red and she softly said, "Brother, tell me, what should we do?"
The middle-aged man was also in a very depressed mood. There were thick dark circles between his eyebrows. It was obvious that he had not slept all night last night: "According to the original plan, let's go to Hongyin Temple first. It is said that Hongyin Temple has eminent monks and great virtues. This is a holy place of Buddhism, so the eye monster shouldn’t dare to go there again, right?”
In the last sentence, the middle-aged man's tone was not very firm, but this was their only way out.
"After breakfast, let's set off immediately." The middle-aged man still had fear in his eyes: "We must get to Hongyin Temple before dark, otherwise..."
Hearing this, the woman nodded hastily, with fear on her face.
After the group quickly finished their breakfast, they headed northeast without stopping.
Before leaving, the middle-aged man looked at the gift box placed in the middle of the ruined temple, hesitated, and finally did not touch it.
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In the quiet forest paths in the early morning, there are occasional crisp sounds of birds chirping, which is fascinating.
The moist air after the rain is mixed with the unique earthy fragrance.
Walking in such an environment makes people feel happy unconsciously.
The same is true for Wang Changsheng.
Although the muddy mountain road was more difficult to walk, it did not hinder his progress at all.
After all, he is still a practitioner in the early stages of inedia!
After walking along the forest road for an hour, what appeared in front of him was a small river flowing with clear water.
After a night of precipitation, the river water that should have been turbid after the rain has become clearer. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that the rain last night didn't last long?
Weighing the weight of the kettle on his waist, Wang Changsheng, who felt that there was not much left, went to the river and squatted down, intending to fill a full kettle for drinking.
The river water is very clear and flows very slowly, so it can reflect Wang Changsheng's face more clearly.
With red lips and white teeth, and a face like a crown jewel, anyone who sees him will praise him as a handsome man.
The kettle touched the river water and made tiny ripples.
At this moment, Wang Changsheng saw his blurred reflection in the water. A thin dark line grew between his eyebrows. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled evilly at him.
"Plop!"
The water exploded, and a slender, pale hand with sharp nails suddenly came out of the river and grabbed Wang Changsheng's head.
Facing this sudden attack, Wang Changsheng didn't have any panic in his eyes.
He leaned back to avoid the swift grab. At the same time, the thumb of his right hand, which was always on his waist without holding the water bottle, flicked on the hilt of the long sword. In an instant, a cold light appeared.
The long sword, a top-grade magic weapon, is so sharp that it can cut off a monster's hand across the wrist with just one blow.
Using his left foot as the resting point, Wang Changsheng's body rotated, and his right foot, which was filled with domineering spiritual energy, kicked heavily on the chest of the monster rising from the water.
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound, and the monster that emerged from the water seemed to have been hit hard. In the burst of water, it fell to the land on the opposite shore.
Before it could stand up, Wang Changsheng, who had jumped to the other side of the river with his sword, came to it and stabbed it between the eyebrows with his long sword.
At the critical moment, the thin line between the monster's eyebrows opened a gap, revealing the whites of his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.
For an instant, Wang Changsheng's consciousness fell into a trance. At this moment, the spiritual energy from the Jiuyang Conquering Qi Technique in his body was stimulated, and its speed suddenly accelerated several times. It was like a scorching furnace. The scalding heat made him wake up immediately. Come over.
The whole process took less than half a breath!
Wang Changsheng kept moving in his hand, and the long sword penetrated the half-opened eye between the monster's eyebrows. The red light wrapped in the sword spread and ignited the monster's whole body.
The body of the monster that was pierced between the eyebrows suddenly stiffened and could no longer move. It was burned into black ashes in the red light.
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[Kill the little demon-child body, [Taoist priest] experience value +10]
[Occupation: Taoist lv.3 (40/300)] (I meditated all night last night and gained 5 experience points)
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The reminder that appeared in front of him made Wang Changsheng's face become extremely ugly.
"I didn't bother you, but you came to my door instead?"
