I save the world with a knife
Chapter 3 I'm Useful
Chapter 3 I'm Useful
Yang Fuguang sensed something was wrong, and his first reaction was to find a way to distract his brother.When he dismissed his elder brother, he knew that his elder brother had noticed something abnormal, and his elder brother was never stupid.
Fortunately, my elder brother fled rationally. It doesn't matter whether he seeks help or runs away, as long as his elder brother is fine.
He sorted out his emotions a little bit, and stepped into the room pretending to be nothing.
The first thing you see is the lifeless appearance of parents lying on the ground.
No matter how smart Yang Fuguang is, he is still just a child.Facing the tragic death of his parents, he could no longer restrain his panic and grief and screamed and cried bitterly, hoping that the crying would be a warning to his elder brother.
escape!run away now!
The murderer was still in the room, beside the dead bodies of his parents, and in front of his eyes——
When he cried out, a melodious piano sounded, he didn't feel any pain, and there was darkness in front of his eyes.
Rong Xian woke up from the child's memory, raised her hand and threw a cluster of karmic fire, forming a seal quickly in her hand, refining the child's body into an avatar at an extremely fast speed.
When she was done, another spirit flew out of her body and entered the child's body.
The cute child Yuxue who was still lying on the ground opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes, a pair of bright big eyes were pure and clear, extremely cute.
He got up and squatted on the ground, the dark alley was dark, he seemed to be merged into the darkness and could not get out again.
After a while, he got up and walked in front of Rong Xian, raised his head to look at it, and then praised proudly: "As expected of me, she is really beautiful."
Rong Xian rubbed her face and talked to herself: "I think so too, but it's a pity that the group of clubs in the Great Thousand Realm can't see them."
Yang Fuguang made a grimace, retreated back into the darkness under the eaves, his face suddenly turned pale, his clear eyes were full of fear and anxiety.
"Where is brother? Where did brother go?" He murmured, and he disappeared into the darkness.
It can be said that there are many dramas.
Rong Xian stretched out her hand and pinched a line of fate from her body, she let out a small snort, and said with an unhappy expression: "I just came to this world, except for that unlucky luthier, why did I still owe my debts? Could it be that Heaven cheated me?"
She glanced at the direction where the line of fate stretched, and her figure flickered in the darkness.She didn't make any stepping movements, but she still moved from one space to another.
Her figure seemed to be standing still, but also seemed to be moving at high speed.
After flickering a few times, hers stopped in a shadow.The familiar place in front of her eyes was undoubtedly the place where she had just come to this world.
At this time, many people surrounded the Yang family's house, with various emotions such as pity and sympathy.The cultivators of Shenjianzong and Liuguanglou are clearly separated, and they search for news in the house.
With a pale face, Yang Ruoying yelled with tears streaming down her face: "Fuguang, are you there, Fuguang? You respond to my brother, Fuguang..."
He shouted until his voice was hoarse, but he got nothing.
The elder of the outer gate of the Shenjian Sect stationed in Zhuozhou sighed, feeling pity in his heart, and he comforted him: "Young master, there is no body of brother Ling in the room. I think there is still hope for brother Ling to live. As long as you live well, there will always be someone." Will find him someday."
Even though he knew that although there was no body in the bedroom, there was a pool of blood that was also murdered by strings, which was enough to prove that the little son's younger brother was also dead.
But still the same sentence, as long as there is no corpse, there is hope of being alive.There is… the hope of deluding oneself.
Yang Ruoying cheered up and stayed in the house until the monks finished their investigation, and they stopped and left around dawn.The elder of Shenjianzong left two disciples to help him deal with the elder's funeral.
Rong Xian pinched the line connecting herself and Yang Ruoying, analyzed it carefully, and suddenly realized that she used Yang Fuguang's body and identity to help him protect her brother.
It's not difficult, she agreed directly.
After finding out the connection between fate and fate, Rong Xian marked Yang Ruoying's side. Once his life is threatened, this mark will be awakened, and she will go to save people as soon as possible, and then let the matter go.
The important thing now is how to save the world, she has no clue at the moment.
That being the case - don't worry about saving the world, she will go play first.
Rong Xian looked down at the holy epiphyllum in her hand, and threw it on the ground casually: "Wu Xia, go and play by yourself, don't bother me."
After speaking, the person has disappeared.
The epiphyllum on the ground trembled, and a beautiful phantom appeared on it, and after sighing helplessly, it disappeared.
At this time, the elegant and arrogant luthier came to a piano store in the dark.
He knocked rhythmically on the closed door with moderate vigor: "Boom, boom, boom."
Pause for three breaths every three times, then repeat again.
Inside the door, a somewhat irritable voice shouted sleepily: "Come here, come here, all the doors are closed at night, who is so blind..."
The door opened, and the boss saw that the drowsiness of the luthier disappeared at the first sight, and he was terrified in his heart.
The visitor's status is precious, so he can't afford to offend him.
He hurriedly slapped his face and smiled apologetically: "This guest, please, please."
The luthier carried the Jiaoweiqin into the piano store, his voice was low and slow: "Ah, I came late at night uninvited, and invited the master, Haihan."
He looked deeply at the shopkeeper with deep eyes, the smile on the corner of his lips accompanied by an elegant tone, full of arrogance and dignity, which made one's hair stand on end.
He seemed to have never noticed that the shopkeeper was trembling, and sighed like a poet: "People only know how to cherish when they lose, and then they yearn for perfection. It is really mediocre and ridiculous to redeem regrets."
The shopkeeper smiled subconsciously, halfway through the smile the expression on his face froze, he didn't understand what the customer wanted to do at all.
If he asked this difficult guest to speak again in words he could understand, would he be killed?
He could see that the suspicious red color on the piano was blood! !
The storekeeper was about to cry, but he didn't dare to face the luthier, so he had to hold back, his expression was distorted.
After enjoying it for a long time, the luthier was thoughtful: "Looking at you, you don't know how smart you are."
He plucked the strings of the qin, and after the melodious qin sounded for a while, he seemed to take a serious look at the store, and said hesitantly: "I still need you to repair the aegis, so it doesn't seem right to kill you so simply and roughly. It fits what I've always been looking for."
The shopkeeper's legs softened and he almost knelt down.He was dripping with cold sweat, and his desire to survive made him cry heartbreakingly: "I am useful, guest, I am really useful. This area is ten miles around, no, it is hundreds of miles around. The only one who can repair the piano is me. .”
"Guest spare my life, I will definitely give you a perfect piano!!"
Rong Xian under the luthier's skin almost laughed, but fortunately she froze.
Hey, it's still fun to persecute others.
The luthier put Jiaoweiqin on the table, with a smile on his handsome face, mysterious: "I will come to pick up the piano in three days. I will stay nearby for these three days. Shopkeeper, don't do anything that makes customers feel rude." thing~"
He took a step back and disappeared abruptly into the darkness.
Rong. Luthier. Xian: It's fun to scare people.Cosmic cat cat probe.JGP
(End of this chapter)
Yang Fuguang sensed something was wrong, and his first reaction was to find a way to distract his brother.When he dismissed his elder brother, he knew that his elder brother had noticed something abnormal, and his elder brother was never stupid.
Fortunately, my elder brother fled rationally. It doesn't matter whether he seeks help or runs away, as long as his elder brother is fine.
He sorted out his emotions a little bit, and stepped into the room pretending to be nothing.
The first thing you see is the lifeless appearance of parents lying on the ground.
No matter how smart Yang Fuguang is, he is still just a child.Facing the tragic death of his parents, he could no longer restrain his panic and grief and screamed and cried bitterly, hoping that the crying would be a warning to his elder brother.
escape!run away now!
The murderer was still in the room, beside the dead bodies of his parents, and in front of his eyes——
When he cried out, a melodious piano sounded, he didn't feel any pain, and there was darkness in front of his eyes.
Rong Xian woke up from the child's memory, raised her hand and threw a cluster of karmic fire, forming a seal quickly in her hand, refining the child's body into an avatar at an extremely fast speed.
When she was done, another spirit flew out of her body and entered the child's body.
The cute child Yuxue who was still lying on the ground opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes, a pair of bright big eyes were pure and clear, extremely cute.
He got up and squatted on the ground, the dark alley was dark, he seemed to be merged into the darkness and could not get out again.
After a while, he got up and walked in front of Rong Xian, raised his head to look at it, and then praised proudly: "As expected of me, she is really beautiful."
Rong Xian rubbed her face and talked to herself: "I think so too, but it's a pity that the group of clubs in the Great Thousand Realm can't see them."
Yang Fuguang made a grimace, retreated back into the darkness under the eaves, his face suddenly turned pale, his clear eyes were full of fear and anxiety.
"Where is brother? Where did brother go?" He murmured, and he disappeared into the darkness.
It can be said that there are many dramas.
Rong Xian stretched out her hand and pinched a line of fate from her body, she let out a small snort, and said with an unhappy expression: "I just came to this world, except for that unlucky luthier, why did I still owe my debts? Could it be that Heaven cheated me?"
She glanced at the direction where the line of fate stretched, and her figure flickered in the darkness.She didn't make any stepping movements, but she still moved from one space to another.
Her figure seemed to be standing still, but also seemed to be moving at high speed.
After flickering a few times, hers stopped in a shadow.The familiar place in front of her eyes was undoubtedly the place where she had just come to this world.
At this time, many people surrounded the Yang family's house, with various emotions such as pity and sympathy.The cultivators of Shenjianzong and Liuguanglou are clearly separated, and they search for news in the house.
With a pale face, Yang Ruoying yelled with tears streaming down her face: "Fuguang, are you there, Fuguang? You respond to my brother, Fuguang..."
He shouted until his voice was hoarse, but he got nothing.
The elder of the outer gate of the Shenjian Sect stationed in Zhuozhou sighed, feeling pity in his heart, and he comforted him: "Young master, there is no body of brother Ling in the room. I think there is still hope for brother Ling to live. As long as you live well, there will always be someone." Will find him someday."
Even though he knew that although there was no body in the bedroom, there was a pool of blood that was also murdered by strings, which was enough to prove that the little son's younger brother was also dead.
But still the same sentence, as long as there is no corpse, there is hope of being alive.There is… the hope of deluding oneself.
Yang Ruoying cheered up and stayed in the house until the monks finished their investigation, and they stopped and left around dawn.The elder of Shenjianzong left two disciples to help him deal with the elder's funeral.
Rong Xian pinched the line connecting herself and Yang Ruoying, analyzed it carefully, and suddenly realized that she used Yang Fuguang's body and identity to help him protect her brother.
It's not difficult, she agreed directly.
After finding out the connection between fate and fate, Rong Xian marked Yang Ruoying's side. Once his life is threatened, this mark will be awakened, and she will go to save people as soon as possible, and then let the matter go.
The important thing now is how to save the world, she has no clue at the moment.
That being the case - don't worry about saving the world, she will go play first.
Rong Xian looked down at the holy epiphyllum in her hand, and threw it on the ground casually: "Wu Xia, go and play by yourself, don't bother me."
After speaking, the person has disappeared.
The epiphyllum on the ground trembled, and a beautiful phantom appeared on it, and after sighing helplessly, it disappeared.
At this time, the elegant and arrogant luthier came to a piano store in the dark.
He knocked rhythmically on the closed door with moderate vigor: "Boom, boom, boom."
Pause for three breaths every three times, then repeat again.
Inside the door, a somewhat irritable voice shouted sleepily: "Come here, come here, all the doors are closed at night, who is so blind..."
The door opened, and the boss saw that the drowsiness of the luthier disappeared at the first sight, and he was terrified in his heart.
The visitor's status is precious, so he can't afford to offend him.
He hurriedly slapped his face and smiled apologetically: "This guest, please, please."
The luthier carried the Jiaoweiqin into the piano store, his voice was low and slow: "Ah, I came late at night uninvited, and invited the master, Haihan."
He looked deeply at the shopkeeper with deep eyes, the smile on the corner of his lips accompanied by an elegant tone, full of arrogance and dignity, which made one's hair stand on end.
He seemed to have never noticed that the shopkeeper was trembling, and sighed like a poet: "People only know how to cherish when they lose, and then they yearn for perfection. It is really mediocre and ridiculous to redeem regrets."
The shopkeeper smiled subconsciously, halfway through the smile the expression on his face froze, he didn't understand what the customer wanted to do at all.
If he asked this difficult guest to speak again in words he could understand, would he be killed?
He could see that the suspicious red color on the piano was blood! !
The storekeeper was about to cry, but he didn't dare to face the luthier, so he had to hold back, his expression was distorted.
After enjoying it for a long time, the luthier was thoughtful: "Looking at you, you don't know how smart you are."
He plucked the strings of the qin, and after the melodious qin sounded for a while, he seemed to take a serious look at the store, and said hesitantly: "I still need you to repair the aegis, so it doesn't seem right to kill you so simply and roughly. It fits what I've always been looking for."
The shopkeeper's legs softened and he almost knelt down.He was dripping with cold sweat, and his desire to survive made him cry heartbreakingly: "I am useful, guest, I am really useful. This area is ten miles around, no, it is hundreds of miles around. The only one who can repair the piano is me. .”
"Guest spare my life, I will definitely give you a perfect piano!!"
Rong Xian under the luthier's skin almost laughed, but fortunately she froze.
Hey, it's still fun to persecute others.
The luthier put Jiaoweiqin on the table, with a smile on his handsome face, mysterious: "I will come to pick up the piano in three days. I will stay nearby for these three days. Shopkeeper, don't do anything that makes customers feel rude." thing~"
He took a step back and disappeared abruptly into the darkness.
Rong. Luthier. Xian: It's fun to scare people.Cosmic cat cat probe.JGP
(End of this chapter)
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