After the hero goes crazy

Meng Songyun turned to look at the old man in a daze. He was holding a shoulder pole in one hand, his face was full of embarrassment, he didn't dare to look into Meng Songyun's eyes, and waved his hands:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm getting old and my speech is slurred."

700 years.

Time is far more cruel than Wuqingdao. Many things that he thought were impressive were actually gradually forgotten in the passage of time.

For example, now, he can't remember whether the person in his memory has ever been so at a loss.

Perhaps what remains in his memory is only the image of Ming Yangzi he thinks.

Meng Songyun lowered his eyelids, with a look of thought in his eyes.

Yao Shouning had guessed the inside story and went to visit the young Taoist secretly.

Although he kept saying that he no longer remembered where 'Huangtuba Village' was, but he saw the vision of old man Meng, and went straight to look for it after entering the village, as if he knew the way...

The thatched hut in front of him was broken, and Meng Songyun was lost in thought at first looking at the corpse hanging on the beam.

With Yao Shouning's intelligence and the information she already knew, how could he not guess the clue?
"Brother Meng..."

She is always kind and easy to empathize with others. Thinking of the truth, it is inevitable to feel pity for Meng Songyun.

Yao Shouning yelled, trying to comfort him, but Meng Songyun turned his head and stared at her blankly.

His eyes were black and white, and she had seen him lose control that day, but at this moment he controlled his emotions very well, and there was no strangeness in his eyes or face.

The long sword he held in his hand was filled with blood again, dripping down with a 'tick', and in an instant it gathered into a small puddle of blood beside him.

Blood seeped into the soil, and black air rose slowly.

"Don't hurt..."

Yao Shouning spoke in a gentle voice, and just as he started talking, Meng Songyun twitched the corners of his mouth:
"laugh."

With a slight curve on his lips, he asked with a smile:
"Shouning, do you think I'm sad? Instead of worrying about me, you might as well worry about yourself."

He looked calm:
"This place doesn't touch me in any way, Shou Ning, your choice is wrong, this place may not be the place where my wish is not fulfilled."

Meng Songyun shook his head:
"The way of ruthlessness - the way of ruthlessness - the way of ruthlessness, as expected."

The old man Meng was at a loss when he heard it, and his face was unclear.

"Revisiting the old place can't make my heart rippling. Seeing the corpse here, I didn't feel as angry as I imagined."

He showed a disappointed look:

"I didn't fluctuate at all, Shou Ning, do you know what I was thinking when I looked at this corpse?"

"..." Yao Shouning said in his heart, 'Careless'.

What kind of person is Chen Taiwei?He is heartless and ruthless, and he is only half a step away from becoming a god, so why should he be overwhelmed with sympathy?
She was a little annoyed, but there seemed to be another voice in her mind reminding her: Don't listen to Meng Songyun, trust your intuition.

"What are you thinking?"

Yao Shouning suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind, rubbed his bloody fingers against his body, and asked him in a low voice.

"I'm thinking," Meng Songyun looked up at the upside-down corpse in the house, stretched his brows and eyes, and said with a smile:
"It may be a good thing for me that they died early."

The meaning revealed in his words made Yao Shouning shudder.

She was born in a wealthy family, her parents are loving, and the relationship between her siblings is very close and close. It is really hard to understand that a person who has practiced the path of ruthlessness would have such thoughts.

Ever since getting along with Chen Taiwei, even though he showed his ghost-like dharma body, she never felt that this person was so scary.

Even though he looks like a human being now, in her eyes, he is a hundred times more terrifying than the previous image of the ghost and skeleton.

"Deng Deng Deng", she subconsciously stepped back and got closer to Old Man Meng.

Seeing her approaching, old man Meng instinctively opened his arms to block her:

"Boy, you, what are you talking about? What kind of ruthless way—what kind of way is ruthless—"

With a dazed look on his face, he seemed to understand half of what he heard:
"Is it a Taoist technique?"

"..." Meng Songyun's expression froze, his cheek muscles twitched slightly, and a blue blood vessel protruded slightly, bouncing lightly twice.

Yao Shouning kept staring at him, and noticed a tiny black thread wriggling and struggling in his eye, but before it reached the pupil, he restrained him and pressed it back into the eyelid.

He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly.

The hand holding the sword was very hard, and the veins on the back of the hand burst.

The blood poured down the blade, gathered at the tip of the sword, and then turned into broken beads, falling drop by drop onto his side, forming a small pool of blood.

In the puddle of blood, black air swirled. Yao Shouning opened his eyes and saw that a ghost seemed to be sealed in the black air, and he let out a ghostly cry.

Old man Meng was only mortal with the naked eye, so he couldn't see the clues. He just relied on his intuition and felt that the atmosphere between Yao Shouning and Meng Songyun was not right, so he rubbed his palms together in embarrassment.

Everyone was in an abandoned house in a deserted village after a demon disaster, and there was still a dead body that had a close relationship with Meng Songyun hanging here.

Logically speaking, Yao Shouning should feel sympathy for him, not gloat about his misfortune.

But she couldn't control it.

She saw Meng Songyun babbling and saying—'Hmph. '

Yao Shouning snorted twice.

"What are you humming?" Meng Songyun frowned and asked.

"I hum the old saying is right," Yao Shouning lifted his chin and met his gaze:
"A dog that can bark really doesn't bite!"

"you!!!"

Meng Songyun made a picture of being angry, but Yao Shouning was not afraid.

This person has practiced the way of ruthlessness, maybe she has absolutely lost all emotions, she is not sure, but his indifference is true.

Ordinary emotions can't touch him, and such verbal offenses won't really make him angry, all expressions are just his disguise, to hide his difference from others.

"I'm so confused."

Yao Shouning slapped himself on the forehead when he thought of this.

It is true that Meng Songyun practiced the ruthless way, and it is also true that he lost his mind, so he was blinded by appearances and almost couldn't see through the core of the matter.

He spoke indifferently at this time, but some actions could not deceive people.

"Grandpa, the ruthless way is the magic practiced by my fifth brother Meng—" as soon as Yao Shouning opened his mouth, Meng Songyun yelled:

"Yao Shouning!"

He shouted loudly.

This was the first time since Yao Shouning met him, he saw him in a panic. He was afraid of something, something that he couldn't talk about in front of old man Meng.

She smiled and pursed her lips. The old man Meng had never heard of the 'ruthless way', and immediately showed curiosity and awe, and nodded repeatedly:

"Sounds like a very remarkable method."

"Not necessarily." Yao Shouning shook his head, but Meng Songyun refused to listen to the chat between the two of them, and interrupted:

"You listen."

Old man Meng originally wanted to ask the two of them what their "wish" was for coming here, but upon hearing Meng Songyun's reminder, he had no choice but to shut up.

After the two of them stopped talking, the surrounding area was quiet, and no sound could be heard.

He showed doubts on the front, but saw Meng Songyun forming a seal with one hand, and spiritual power escaped from his fingertips, and instantly turned into a shining red talisman seal, floating in his palm.

"Boundary, break!"

He yelled, flicked his fingertips, and the glowing red talisman grew rapidly, turning into a huge talisman shadow about Zhang Xu high, and then it exploded with a 'bang', and the spiritual power exploded and spread to all parts of the village.

The effect of spiritual power seemed to distort the light, shadow and air. Old man Meng saw that the whole world seemed to be swaying, as if the reflection in the water was swaying.

For the old man Meng, who was still in the stage of fighting evil spirits and fighting hand-to-hand, he was no different from an immortal. His eyes widened, and his messy beard trembled, a little unbelievable.

"You guys, are you immortals?"

His tone raised a little, and he couldn't believe it.

Thinking about the beginning of his encounter with the two, he was lurking near Huangtuba Village, and was thinking about how to enter the village, but the two appeared out of nowhere, without any signs or traces beforehand.

Although there is not a small difference in age between the two, they both have extraordinary looks and decent clothes.

At the beginning, when Yao Shouning said that Meng Songyun possessed Taoism, he was a little dubious.

A young man in his 20s, even if he can practice Taoism, how far can he go?

But he didn't expect that Meng Songyun was far more powerful than he imagined.

Snapping your fingers to form a talisman, condensing energy to form a seal, this is already the method of the gods mentioned in the Taoism book, how can mortals practice it?
He was terrified and wanted to bow down, but at this moment, there was a sudden 'creak, creak' sound.

As soon as the voice came out, old man Meng's face suddenly became gloomy.

In the wilderness mountain village, a demon disaster was encountered. At this time, there was a sudden noise, so it was naturally impossible for the survivors to make it.

Meng Songyun broke through the barrier with powerful Taoism, and it is difficult to confuse the old man with the evil spirit's deception. Although he was not outstanding in Taoism, he was born in a year of evil spirits, but he could hear it as soon as he heard it. This is the evil spirit chewing on its prey ' when the sound.

'Tick tock!tick! '

Accompanied by the chewing sound of 'squeak', water droplets continued to drip down, and then bursts of bloody smell dissipated.

The source of the sound came from the hut where the three of them were standing.

'His. '

There was a scalp-numbing tearing sound, as if a sharp knife cut through the flesh, and then something heavy fell into it, and all fell into the dry thatch.

The miasma that made people feel nauseous spread, and the old man Meng held the pole tightly with both hands, gnashing his teeth:
"evildoer--"

This was clearly the sound of evil spirits eating people, he couldn't bear to see the corpses of his kind were still being mutilated after death, and was about to rush into the hut desperately——Meng Songyun held a long sword in his hand, and raised his sword to chop it off.

The sword energy turned into a silver rainbow several feet long, running through the hut.

The moment it landed with vigor, it tore the ground apart.

The ground trembled and made a 'buzzing' sound, and the shattered thatched hut was split in two and slowly fell to the sides.

'Boom. '

The dilapidated house split open, and a half-gnawed corpse fell into the ruins as the roof beams collapsed.

A terrifying monster about ten feet tall was standing there.

The monster's body was covered with gray and white hairs, and its hind legs were upright with tangled muscles. Its body was still like an animal, but thorns like steel needles grew out of its back.

It has an extremely large head, pointed mouth and erect ears, like a wolf, with sharp sawtooth and blood dripping from its mouth.

Those eyes were red and evil.

The monster's forearms were slightly thinner, with several palm-length spikes growing on its palms.

It grabbed half a piece of meat with one 'hand' and was feeding it into its mouth, while the other hand stabbed back to the side, and a woman's corpse was hung on the five fingers.

The woman's back was facing it, her body bent, and the wolf demon's palm passed through her back, grabbing off her spine and abdomen. She was hoisted high, her body bent like a shrimp, and the blood flowed down her arms The legs dripped down.

She didn't move, she should have died long ago, but her hand was tightly clutching a handful of dry straw, the other end of the straw was connected to the haystack under her, such a pulling action made her arms open, looking from behind Go, as if holding something.

"Monster, you dare to eat people!"

When the old man Meng saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst, and he was about to move forward with his shoulder pole.

Although Yao Shouning knew that evil spirits were afraid, it was the first time she had witnessed such a shocking scene, and she was so shocked that she stood there in a daze and dared not speak out.

For a long time, my grandfather said that evil spirits are terrifying. Her family members suffered from evil spirits. Su Miaozhen was once possessed by a fox king and took away a soul. Now she looks like a half-human and half-demon. self-abasement.

Yao Shouning thought that he already knew the seriousness of the evil disaster, but that earnestness was shattered by what he witnessed.

The tragic scene when monsters cannibalized people was far more tragic than she imagined. Su Miao was far luckier than her predecessors 700 years ago in being able to save her life.

At this time, she finally understood how great Zhu Shizhen and others were back then. It was a great merit that the Daqing Dynasty could drive away evil spirits and restore human peace for 700 years under such circumstances.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and stared at Meng Songyun angrily:

"you……"

She already understood what was going on and where the two of them were at this time.

As a victim of the evil disaster back then, Meng Songyun should have been soberly aware of the horror of the evil disaster. Why did he join forces with the evil spirit after many years to destroy everything?
Old man Meng was about to charge forward with a pole in his hand.

If Yao Shouning thought naively at the beginning and didn't know the horror of demons, now that she witnessed such a bloody scene with her own eyes, how could she have the heart to watch old man Meng die?

How can an unarmed person defeat a monster that is as tall as Zhang Xu and is unmatched in strength?

Even though she knew in her heart that history was doomed long ago and nothing would change, she still subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Old Man Meng, and shouted:
"grandfather--"

Old man Meng was extremely sad and indignant, no matter how many times he watched the scene in front of him, he still couldn't get used to it.

At this moment, he forgot about his own weakness and the distance between himself and the evil spirit. He ignored Yao Shouning's stop and the evil spirit's intimidation.

What he saw in his eyes were human corpses trampled wantonly, as well as hatred for evil spirits. He shook off Yao Shouning's pull, and rushed forward holding a pole.

"Kill! Kill!"

He kept claiming to be a Taoist priest, but he had no skills, only brute strength.

The wolf demon chewed non-stop, and blood dripped down the gap between its teeth, but a layer of gray film in its eyes opened quickly, revealing the blood-red eyes inside, with excitement, reflecting the old man Meng's eyes. figure.

When the three of Yao Shouning entered the village, they were within its senses. It didn't leave, but hid here deliberately, just to set up an ambush and try to catch the rest of the living.

The monster grinned excitedly, threw half of the minced meat in his hand, and let out a long howl from his throat.

Yao Shouning was so anxious that he pulled Meng Songyun:

"Hurry up."

There must be no accidents to the person in front of him, and history cannot be changed, nor can it be changed. Once time and space collapse, both of them will be lost in the turbulent flow of time and space, no matter how difficult it is to find the way back, they will be exiled by time and space in disguise.

Mr. Kongshan said that the consequences of this are very serious.

Can't find the way back, can't see the future, it is equivalent to this world, the traces of this person are completely erased, but the consciousness will not be eliminated, it will only stay here forever, this is more serious than the ghost Some.

"He can't die! You can't die either!"

She grabbed Meng Songyun's sleeve and urged:
"Hurry up--"

Meng Songyun was unmoved.

He stood there in a daze, looking like an old man who didn't look like a Taoist priest, holding a pole, and charged forward with indomitable courage, without looking back or hesitating.

His memories drifted back to the day when he slaughtered the temple. He heard the bad news and rushed all the way back to Qingyun Temple. Killed himself, and made himself and the evil spirits die together.

This is what he will do, in fact, Meng Songyun has always known.

He is old, soft-hearted, meddlesome, but mediocre. Regardless of whether he can manage things or not, he always stands up and never backs down or backs down.

"Stupid old man!"

He suddenly cursed loudly:
"Unbelievable!"

Yao Shouning didn't know what kind of madness he was going into. At this moment, instead of saving people, he began to curse people.

Meng Songyun already knew who the person in front of him was. If he didn't make a move, old man Meng might become the next dead soul in the eyes of monsters.

"History cannot be changed—" she reminded:

"Once it changes..."

The old man Meng died here, and the young Meng Songyun would not survive. In the future, the Taoist sect will lose a talented successor, and later Zhu Shizhen and others will also lose a sworn brother.

And there will be no more Meng Songyun going crazy after hearing of Master's death, and the Qingyun Temple will not destroy the family.

When history turns, everything changes.

After 700 years, the development of Daqing may be different again. Without the intervention of the mad Chen Taiwei, Taizu's body will not be stolen, nor will he become the "River God". , no, no, there may even be no more Yao family members in this world.

But Meng Songyun's temperament is unpredictable, he suddenly went crazy, who can predict it?
She had nothing to do with this man, seeing the old man Meng rushing forward, she couldn't bear to see a good man die, and she didn't want to sit and wait for death, and was about to cast a spell, desperately using her remaining power to reverse the flow of time and space.

Yao Shouning wanted to turn back the time to a quarter of an hour ago. She wanted to take the two people beside her back to the past, back before entering Huangtuba Village, and prevent old man Meng from entering here.

At this moment, the old man Meng has already rushed in front of the monster wolf with a shoulder pole. The situation is extremely critical, and the old man is at the moment of life and death——

Before Yao Shouning could use his spell, Meng Songyun, who had been cursing before, suddenly swung his long sword and shouted:
"The sky and the earth are clear and bright, the Taiyi is infinite, the dragon and the abyss kill evil, and summon the gods and beasts to protect the body. Clouds follow the dragon, tigers follow the wind, hurry like a law, show up!"

As soon as he pronounced the curse, the long sword slashed out.

In the direction pointed by the sword body, a silver rainbow flashed out and went straight to old man Meng.

The silver rainbow approached behind the old man Meng, and immediately turned into a milky white light, and there was a sudden roar that resounded through the sky in the light:
'卬! '

'Roar! '

The gale flow formed a hurricane, protecting old man Meng inside.

A white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes as high as a hill appeared in the milky white halo, and stood far behind old man Meng, its figure enveloping the old man's body.

"kill!"

Old man Meng didn't realize that he was being protected by the white tiger at this time, so he yelled loudly.

When he shouted loudly, the tiger shadow behind him also roared. The demon wolf seemed to be disdainful at first, but when he heard the roar of the tiger, he trembled with fear, and the hair on his back stood on end like steel needles. It is too late.

The old man held up the pole and smashed it down hard.

The strength of this pole is weak, but standing behind him is a former Taoist patriot, with Meng Songyun's protection, the power of the tiger king is unmatched.

As soon as the pole went down, the steel-skinned and iron-framed monster wolf was knocked out and died instantly.

The stinky blood splashed, and the evil spirit fell to the ground before it could escape in time.

As soon as it fell, the woman who was held by it also "plopped" into the grass.

She crawled on all fours, holding the slightly raised straw inside in a supporting posture.

Old man Meng's eyes were red and he was out of breath.

His expression was angry and bewildered, mixed with bewilderment and disbelief.

He also knows very well about his own strength, the demon wolf staying here is by no means easy to deal with, but he was knocked to death with his own shoulder--

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Songyun, and then saw the tall white tiger standing behind him.

Seeing him turning his head, the white tiger uttered a loud and long moan. The tiger's eyes showed humanized attachment and reluctance. It lowered its huge head, and vainly touched the forehead of old man Meng, with admiration, Reluctant to leave.

'Roar--'

When the tiger howled and the wind rose, the situation in the village changed.

Tears welled up in Baihu's eyes, Meng Songyun looked calm, and looked at the scene coldly, like a puppet.

Yao Shouning's heart fell back to the original place, and old man Meng was a little at a loss, and reached out to touch Huying.

From this tiger shadow, he felt the most complicated yet purest emotion in the world, as if his child was acting like a baby and getting close to him, wanting to beg his embrace and his concern.

"Immortal—" At this moment, he no longer dared to call Yao Shouning and Meng Songyun 'wazi', but called 'immortal' in fear.

No matter how ignorant and ignorant he was, he had faintly heard the words of Yao Shouning and Meng Songyun when he was in crisis. He heard Yao Shouning begging for help from 'Five Brother Meng', and heard the spell uttered by 'Five Brother Meng'.

Old man Meng thought that there were no gods in this world.

After all, what has become of this world?Immortals did not save the suffering and save the people from the water and fire. It can be seen that there are no immortals in this world who can become gods.

But today he witnessed a miracle with his own eyes.

This pair of strangers appeared out of thin air, used the extraordinary means in the legend, summoned the beast at the critical moment, saved his life, and killed the evil spirit.

"Immortal, the old way is Qingyun Temple—"

As he talked, he wanted to bow down.

Meng Songyun blinked, his expression remained unchanged, but tears seemed to flow from the eyes of the mountainous tiger.

He lifted it up in the air, and the old man Meng's figure about to bow down froze in the air.

"Don't dare to accept this obeisance, for fear of being struck by lightning."

Meng Songyun said lightly.

The old man didn't understand, and when he heard what he said, he felt that there must be a deep meaning in it, and felt that he couldn't understand what the "immortal" said, so he felt extremely terrified.

"..."

Meng Songyun twitched the corner of his mouth.

He has been pretending for 700 years, laughing and cursing as he pleases, but at this time he can't pretend to be a light smile, and he doesn't even dare to meet the old man Meng's eyes.

'Perhaps such a scene should be crying, right? A strange voice sounded in Yao Shouning's mind.

The voice was young and confused, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Meng Songyun.

His eyes fell on the old man Meng, as if he didn't notice Yao Shouning's stare, the girl immediately realized that this might be Meng Songyun's inner voice.

This cunning and ruthless Taoist priest who should have died 700 years ago seemed to have opened up his defenses for the first time, allowing her to steal the truth in his heart at this moment.

'But I still can't cry. '

When he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh: "Oh——"

There was indifference in the voice, but also a little melancholy.

Hearing that sigh, Yao Shouning also felt a little sour when he saw that these two people did not know each other.

Just then, 'Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-'

A slight sobbing sounded, alarming the three present.