wicked immortal

The dull thunder is getting louder and denser, it seems to rush out of the shackles of the thick clouds, tear up the clouds, and get free.The dazzling blue light of lightning galloped past, followed by the roar of the crackling thunder, shaking people's hearts and shaking the earth.

The gloomy hole suddenly lit up again, and a zigzag rainbow flashed, bright red surpassing the sun's rays, like a dazzling rose pierced on a golden arrow and sprinting quickly in the clouds, and then; There was nothing left, and the continuous thunder followed and appeared.Explosion, darkness, silence, lightning, darkness, thunder, alternately.

Seeing the thunder and lightning gathering and the beam of light getting bigger and bigger, the heartbroken Zhao Yuan ignored the roughness of the ground and kept rolling and crawling all the way to avoid the lightning in the sky.

According to past experience, when these thunderbolts gather, there will be a large-scale bombardment. He must stay away from the core of the thunderbolts before the thunderbolts complete their convergence, and buy even a little time for himself.

At this time, Zhao Yuan fully understood that time is the true meaning of life.

In fact, no matter how Zhao Yuan ran, he was always covered by thick clouds. However, this kind of wild running allowed him to be a little farther away from the core of Thunderbolt.

boom!

The thunderbolt pierced through the thick clouds and rushed towards Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, jumped up suddenly, and the lightning hit the ground, and the snowflakes mixed with sand were flying in the air.

After landing, Zhao Yuan didn't have time to rest at all, he immediately rolled over, and in a blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning struck the place where he just landed.

Now Zhao Yuan has a lot of experience in avoiding thunder and lightning. He knows that although the thunder and lightning are chasing and bombarding him, it is two points and one line, and there is only one landing point, and that landing point is the moment his body hits the ground. By moving your position the moment the lightning strikes, you can avoid——

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After several lightning strikes, the gathered dark clouds quickly dissipated. The scene of lightning and thunder just now, and the scene of heaven and earth shattering just now seemed to have never happened. The sky was blue and extremely peaceful.However, a series of irregular scorched black pits on the ground showed that what was just now was not an illusion, but a real catastrophe that could kill people.

Zhao Yuan didn't understand what Heavenly Tribulation was, but he knew that it was God who was against him.

Zhao Yuan stretched his limbs, lying on his back in a big character shape, staring at the blue sky with bloodshot eyes, and an arrogant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I won, goddammit, I won you again."

"You can't kill me!"

After resting for a while, Zhao Yuan turned over and jumped up, raised his middle finger towards the sky, then tidied up his ragged clothes and strode towards the official road.

Zhao Yuan has given up the idea of ​​looking for a cultivation school to learn from a teacher in the near future.

He killed Zhang Minglong in Huayunzong, set fire to the mountain, and caused a catastrophe. The other party will never let it go.If Zhao Yuan studied art with a teacher, it would be easy to find him. Just check the unidentified people who have been taken in by the sect recently, and it is easy to track his whereabouts.

There is no doubt that it is not suitable for apprenticeship for the time being.

The top priority, Zhao Yuan needs to find a place to stay to spend this cold winter.

Winter is coming, if he can survive today, he may not be able to survive tomorrow. When he was by the river, if Gauss hadn't rescued him, he would have already turned into a cold corpse.

Humans are social animals, and if they want to survive, they must be close to the places where humans live.

Zhao Yuan traveled continuously for 20 days and settled in a market town more than [-] li away from Huayunzong.

This market town is called "Xujiaqiao". It is said that hundreds of years ago, the Xu family was extremely prosperous here. They raised funds to build a stone arch bridge on a river. The bridge was named "Xujiaqiao". A place name of Xujiaqiao was dropped.However, hundreds of years later, the Xu family gradually declined, and foreign surnames poured in, but there were very few families with the Xu surname. Only the stone arch bridge remained standing on the river, becoming an important transportation hub on both sides of the strait.

Xujiaqiao has a permanent population of more than [-] and a floating population of around [-]. Although it is not prosperous, it is rich in products and a good place to settle down.The most important thing is that there are no rivers here, the mountain roads are rugged, and the traffic is very inconvenient. Except for people who make a living, people in the world and practitioners generally don't pay attention to such a small market town.

The small hermit hides in the wild, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the big hermit hides in the court.

Now, Zhao Yuan does not have the ability to hide from the court, so he can only retreat and hide in the city.

After arriving at Xujiaqiao, Zhao Yuan was not in a hurry to find a job, but inquired about the general situation of Xujiaqiao at some dilapidated temples where homeless people gathered.

After three days of understanding, Zhao Yuan had a general understanding of Xujiaqiao's population structure.

Except for those well-to-do families, there are seven big families in Xujiaqiao, all of which have more than [-] mu of land. With some wilderness and forests, tens of thousands of mu is not uncommon.

Now, Zhao Yuan has three choices.

The first big family, surnamed Ma.

In addition to sitting on thousands of acres of fertile land, the Ma family also operates some mountain goods, wine shops and post stations in Xujiaqiao.It can be said that the Ma family is rich and powerful in Xujiaqiao, with a thriving population, occupying a dominant position.

The second big family, surnamed Wan.

Like Ma's family, Wan's family also owns an astonishing amount of fertile land for rent. However, Wan's family does not operate mountain goods, but operates some oil, salt, firewood, rice, household department stores, and has its own system of freight channels.

The third big family is Xiao.

Like the Xiao family, there are countless fertile fields and hordes of servants.However, the Xiao family's business is much simpler, they just run a large-scale brothel in Xujiaqiao.Although the Xiao family's business is simple, it is making a lot of money every day.

The remaining four big families are not in Zhao Yuan's consideration, because those four families are completely rich landowners, mainly rely on rent collection, and their lives are relatively poor, so it is not easy to find a job with them.

Looking at the three families, the Ma family should be the first choice. However, the Ma family has a bad reputation in Xujiaqiao and is a bit arrogant.The Wan family and the Xiao family are left, and among them, the Xiao family has a gangster background, has a very wide range of contacts, and has frequent contacts with the government, which is very risky.

In the end, Zhao Yuan locked Wanjia.

According to the collected information, Wanjia is a serious businessman with a good reputation and a deep understanding of the golden mean. The most important thing is that Wanjia has its own shipping channels and is well-informed.

Every day, there are [-] or [-] people who come to Wanjia to find a job. It is basically impossible for an unknown person like Zhao Yuan to enter Wanjia to work through formal channels.

"Xiao Zhao, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wan's family is going to give out porridge, and there are hot white flour steamed buns. Go to bed early today, and make a good seat early tomorrow." Inside the ruined temple, an old man wrapped in tattered cotton wadding leaned out. The head reminded Zhao Yuan.

The old man met Zhao Yuan on the road, and they walked together for half a month.The old man had been to Xujiaqiao before, and had some understanding of Xujiaqiao. Most of the information Zhao Yuan knew was obtained from the old man.

"Wan's family gives porridge every first day of the month?" Zhao Yuan was racking his brains to figure out how to get close to the people of Wan's family, when he heard the news, he was overjoyed.

"Yes, on the first and fifteenth day of every month in Wan's family, Madam will personally serve porridge. On these two days of each month, people from tens of miles around will rush to Xujiaqiao to have a full meal. If you line up early, you can get two up to three times." The old man licked his dry lips.

"You can receive it three times. Does the Wan Family care?" Before Zhao Yuan could ask what happened, a lame man stood up with an excited expression on his face, as if a steamed bun with white flowers and flowers was right in front of him.

"No, no, Wanjia is a well-known benevolent person with a radius of hundreds of miles. Although it is stipulated that they can only receive it once, usually, they will prepare enough gruel and steamed buns, and it will not stop them from receiving more. But , you are limping on one leg, it might be a bit difficult to figure it out three times." A sallow and thin woman leaning against the incense table glanced at the lame man and said sarcastically.

"Wan Jia is really a kind person. According to my experience, Wan Jia will definitely give more flour and steamed buns when he sees the lame man." At the gate of the temple, there was an unkempt foreigner leaning on a skinny short horse. Beside the foot horse, he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, and his furry chest was exposed with his open chest.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

The lame swallowed his saliva, and moved his trembling body to the side of the yellow and thin woman, but the woman pushed the lame away with disgust, got up and lay down next to the pony of the foreign man, the foreign man did not refuse. He let out a few strange laughs, moved his body, pulled out a handful of hay, and let the woman put it under him.

"..." The cripple took a look at the strong body of the foreign man, and swallowed the words abruptly.

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The cold north wind whistled in the dilapidated temple, and the cold wind penetrated through every hole. Everyone huddled together in the cold, wishing to become an ant and burrow into the grass.Slowly, slowly, the temple became quieter. Occasionally, there would be suppressed groans that made some men hold their breath and peep in the darkness, trying to see clearly where the sound came from...

ps: Roar loudly: "Red ticket, collection, reward, keep it!"