They all want to kill me

Chapter 239 They Are Still Young That Year
"What's the matter when Li Shuhong wakes up, you stupid master, just ask him yourself." Lin Jichen complained coldly, "If you don't resist, you and your good disciple will die here today."

An Zhixiu suddenly realized, "That's right, maybe the banished immortal has his own reasons. And it wasn't necessarily him at the beginning, it might just be that prostitute pretending to be!"

Lin Jichen: "."

Sure enough, the master he chose together with him was right.

Powerful and strong background.

The brain is not very good.

The sound of breaking wind came from the back of her head, An Zhixiu turned around instantly and used her scabbard to block the barrel of the black and red blood mist big gun. Behind her, the wall of the building outside the mountain and the gate were all shattered, and the blue bricks on the ground were also shattered inch by inch.

"I can't die here, Sect Master Li Shenzong, let me see what tricks you have!"

"Huh?!"

In the small town restaurant, Li Shuhong suddenly shuddered.

"It always feels like something bad has happened."

Having said that, Li Shuhong didn't think there was any problem after thinking about it carefully.

It is true that there are many people in Jianghu who want to kill him, but with the gangsters outside, it must not be a big problem.

It's better to say that those black long straights are the problem itself.

But now it feels like they have no signs of fighting - at least it should be fine until he comes out with the script.

Tsk, maybe it's just an illusion, I'm just scaring myself.

This feeling is like knowing that the teacher is going to check the homework the next day, but still didn't do the homework when I went to bed the night before.

At this time, in the dream, I would dream of being punished by the teacher to stand and being laughed at by the classmates the next day.

That's probably how it feels.

Withdrawing his mind, Li Shuhong continued to sip his tea while listening to the story told by the storyteller on the middle stage.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to use this method to initially understand what the simulation script was like.

Is it the real world or the virtual world?
Is it now or was it?
How long ago was the past?
All this he wanted to know.

All I could hear was the thin old man with the beard waking up, and then his voice was loud.

"Optimus Prime of the Ten Directions Demon Dao, Nine Lotus Terraces of Lingshan Buddha Seat, Eight Divine Swords of Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion, Seven Ways of Taiqing to the Southern Heaven! Six golden knives break through the world, five tigers break the rivers and lakes roads, the four directions make friends in the rivers and lakes, and the three sacred ones sky!"

After a short meal, everyone who was waiting to drink tea quieted down, he said again.

"And this last one—Eternal Peerless Celestial Immortal!"

"it is good!"

Li Shuhong also heard this storyteller's storytelling yesterday, so he knows that this is the opening poem he set up.

These doggerel-like words are actually talking about several major powers in the world and several legendary masters who have become famous in the world now and in the past.

The ten-party magic way refers to the bulk magic door.

Lingshan is naturally Lingshan Temple, Jiu refers to the first seat of the Nine, and the lotus platform is the founder of Buddhism.

Needless to say, Chunqiu Jiange and Taiqing.

The Golden Knife obviously refers to the Golden Knife Gate.

The Five Tigers Breaking the Doors is not the Five Tigers Breaking the Doors Knife, but the Five Great Aristocratic Families.

Sifang Lingqi is one of the four largest bodyguard bureaus in the world.

Needless to say, the three are the leaders of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Holy refers to the sword god Juggernaut.

Finally picked this one out alone
Hey, it's him, Li Shuhong, who is born~~
Thinking of this, Li Shuhong was speechless.

So it means that in future scripts, he may still wear it to an earlier time?
He was thinking, but the storyteller continued.

"Young people are strategizing every step of the way, but old people kill people without saying a word, why is that?

"The main reason is that young people are not strong enough, so they can only rely on calculations, and they have to be careful when they do it. The old seniors can let go of everything, and the young people don't have the strength and confidence.

"What we are going to talk about this time is the story of Long Tianfeng who was known as the Ziyi Tianjiao Little Spear God back then."

Li Shuhong in the back didn't listen carefully, but the old storyteller's style of storytelling was quite similar to that of Mr. Shan Tianfang.

Unfortunately, Li Shuhong did not come to hear about books.

The old man didn't stop talking until Xushi, and then said "Let's listen to the next chapter" and packed up the Xingmu folding fan and other things to leave under the resentment of everyone against him.

Li Shuhong didn't move, just slowly drank the pot of Biluochun that had been refilled several times, chewing peanuts and edamame in his mouth.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Shi Shiran got up, put down a few copper coins and left.

When he came to the bridge hole under the stone bridge of a small river running across the town, he lit a bonfire and waited quietly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stay in the inn, the main reason was that he had no money, and even the copper coins on his body were obtained from the innkeeper.

No way, who made him stand outside the inn door last night, but he was chased away by the shopkeeper's dislike for a while.

Although his blue shirt was not expensive, it was at least clean and tidy. I didn't expect that shopkeeper to be so unreasonable.

That's no wonder he became a gentleman on the beam.

However, he also got to know a few little beggars hiding here.

But tonight those little beggars are not here.

He waited slowly like this, until the sun was setting in the west and the moon was on the tip of the moon.

At that time, the streets that were not very prosperous during the day had already become silent, and Li Shuhong's side only had the sound of the river flowing and the crackling of wet wood burning.

After a while, light footsteps sounded.

"Brother passerby!"

Li Shuhong turned around helplessly, "I told you not to call me Brother Passenger, why do you still call me that?"

Three little beggars squeezed into the bridge hole, a boy who looked eleven or twelve years old, a boy who was seven or eight years old, and a girl who was only six or seven years old.

These three people were the three little beggars Li Shuhong met in a shadowy corner after being chased away by the innkeeper last night.

At that time, the oldest child pointed to Li Shuhong and said to the two children, "When you grow up, you will become a leader. Don't be an adult like him and have no money to live in a hotel."

At that time, Li Shuhong was speechless, but the little girl felt that Li Shuhong was pitiful, so she brought him to their "home".

Well, just under the bridge hole.

The oldest little beggar smiled and sat next to Li Shuhong, "Brother Xinxin, you didn't tell us your name, but just said what you are 'just a passer-by'."

"Do as you like." Li Shuhong handed him the grilled fish, "Eat something first."

The boy was not too polite, he took it with a smile, and then he held a bamboo stick with his handless right arm, carefully picked out the fishbone with his left hand, and first distributed the two big ones to the other two children, waiting to see They eagerly started to eat, but they were so hot that their mouths were blowing hard, so they smiled and ate their own fish.

The dirty little girl blew, and then suddenly thought of something and handed the fish to Li Shuhong, "Ahh."

Seeing this, another little boy also handed the fish that he had eaten several mouthfuls to Li Shuhong, "Brother passing by, eat fish."

Li Shuhong patted the dumb little girl's messy hair, and said in a warm voice, "Eat, brother, I'm not hungry now."

"Ah um." The little girl began to chew on the fish again.

He patted the little boy on the shoulder again, looked at the reluctance in his eyes and the three fingers holding the stick. He also smiled gently, "You eat, you will have the strength to help your elder brother protect your sister when you are full."

"Ok!"

After appeasing the two, Li Shuhong looked at the oldest little beggar, "You too, let's talk about what you have to eat beforehand."

The beggar did not concentrate on eating fish like the two little friends who depended on each other. Instead, he said to Li Shuhong after taking a bite: "Brother Passenger, that old storyteller left the Yuepeng Inn. We have been following him from a distance. We saw him go out from the west gate, and we did not continue to follow what you said."

"Well, well done."

Li Shuhong took out the 100 taels of silver bills and ten taels of silver from the shopkeeper from his arms and stuffed them into the beggar's arms.

The little beggar hastily refused, "Brother passer-by! I can't take it! Although I'm just a beggar, I also know the truth of not getting rewarded for nothing. We will be your eyes and ears to scout for news about the old man. It's enough to beat those bad beggars away, we can't take this money!"

"During the chat last night, you said that you wanted to make a difference and lead the two of them to live a good life. How can you do it without money?"

Li Shuhong patted him on the shoulder, then got up and waved his hands and was about to leave, "Take it, you don't have to steal in the future, and be careful if you get caught and cut off the other hand. Don't let your brother's other fingers do it again because of it." Frozen out for the winter. You're very talented, and I'm sure you can walk the talk."

The beggar didn't stop him, nor did he ask for a teacher.

It's just that he suddenly pulled the younger siblings he had recognized and knelt down towards Li Shuhong's back, shouting with all his might, "Brother Passenger! My name is Bai Tianbao! Can you tell me my name! I will repay you when I become famous. !"

"I'm just a passer-by in Jianghu. If there is a destiny, we will meet each other along the way."

Li Shuhong waved his hands with his back to them, but he didn't stop.

Those two children were too weak to bear his sword qi, so he just used the vitality of heaven and earth to help them get rid of many hidden injuries and diseases left in their bodies.

Bai Tianbao is a good material, but it is a pity that he has no skills to guide him, and although this child is not bad, but he is far from the Su Yuebai, Zhaoyang, and the little girl who are the pride of heaven. It can leave half of the seeds of sword energy in his body.

If it can save his life if he is in danger, if he is practicing, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

That's all he can do.

But Bai Tianbao seems to have a little impression, as if he has heard of it somewhere.

But where?

Li Shuhong shook his head and walked away.

Watching Li Shuhong's back gradually disappearing into the night, Bao Bao kowtowed heavily during the day.

He swore in his heart that he must stand out and see him again!

for sure!
(End of this chapter)