one person's life

Chapter 175: Heroes and thieves are all gone, how many heroes have heard of the past?
[-], Yulin, Shaanxi.

It was the beginning of winter, and people across the country were still immersed in the sadness of the fall of Changsha.In the alien world, the list of 36 thieves has been leaked for several months. Hu Haiwang, Dong Chang, Liu Deshui, Bian Tong and others have died one after another. Feng Tianyang has just been captured by the Wang family. Many people still know nothing about the Eight Wonders.

A battle for the Eight Wonders has begun secretly - this is a storm, a storm sweeping across the entire circle.

Qiu Laodao stepped into the snow nest, and the cloth shoes made a crackling sound when they came into contact with the snow, leaving shallow footprints on the spot. He smelled the vague smell of blood in the air, and looked towards the bright east. Sky.

"..."

There were two consecutive heavy snowfalls, and the farmers who had not yet fled into the distance were blocked at home by a foot of thick snow. Qiu Laodao followed the farmers' path in the wheat field, which was wet after the snow melted, and sent a bloody sound into the distance. Go to the source of the smell.

At the end of the wheat field is a small, deserted village, which can only accommodate 50 to [-] people. Crows with red eyes that have eaten human flesh are hovering over the village. Four or five bloody corpses are hanging from a towering elm tree at the head of the village. , there is another pile of corpses under the tree, piled up one after another, like entering a deserted and strange cemetery.

"Taiyi saves Ku Tianzun!"

It was unknown whether this was the work of bandits or Japanese invaders. Qiu Laodao shouted loudly, but the crows around the elm tree were not afraid of him. He had to find a straight branch in the snow, attached it to the Qi, and waved it. Drive these beasts away.

Just as Qiu Laodao was looking around for a place to put his feet in the pile of corpses, trying to put down the corpse hanging from the tree and bury it, he saw a slovenly beggar with unkempt hair and blood all over his body lying peacefully next to the corpse pile, whining. Big sleep.

After years of exposure to gunfire and bullets, Qiu Laodao's hearing was astonishing. Just by listening to the rough breathing, he knew that the beggar was healthy and strong and in good condition.

"Hey - you are so sloppy!" Qiu Laodao threw a branch and hit the sloppy man on the thigh. He said angrily: "Stop pretending to be dead, hurry up and put this pile together with me!"

The sloppy "ouch" suddenly sat up from the ground. He threw away the branches at his feet, pushed aside the messy hair on his forehead and looked towards Qiu Laodao, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

Qiu Laodao was stunned when he stared at him, feeling that this man's clear and bright eyes were incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Sloppy saw Old Dao Qiu's dress clearly, and opened his mouth slightly as if to mutter something, then lay down again.

"This Daoist, the dead are dead, and the living are like this. If people are dead, there is no rush to bury them at this moment, right?"

His sloppy voice was loud and clear, and it sounded like someone who had read a book. Qiu Laodao remained silent for a long time, lying on the ground and sweeping away the snow with his cloth shoes, and digging a hole with his bare hands.

"Everyone says that you should be buried in peace. If you are still lying there, just lie there until you die. I will treat you as if you are not Chinese."

The sloppy man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then stood up without saying a word and put down the hanging body from the elm tree.

The two of them worked until the afternoon, finally burying the 31 corpses completely in the ground. A hill seemed to grow out of nowhere next to the elm tree, with traces of black blood still seeping into the soil.

White snow fell from the sky again, quickly covering up the strange smell and color of the mountains. Qiu Laodao straightened his clothes and sang in the snow:
"The gods of the ten directions, as numerous as sand and dust, have transformed into the realms of the ten directions. They have helped save the heavens and humans. They have gathered their merits with their energy and have united their voices to save the sinners. The sinners are really pitiable. I am now preaching the wonderful sutra, and I will recite it without rest. Return without pausing, you will enjoy great blessings in heaven, there will be no sounds of pain in hell, the fire will become a clearing house, the sword tree will turn into a sword, ascend to the Zhuling Mansion, descend to the Consecrated Gate, overcome the difficulties of the three realms, and ascend to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty..."

After chanting a lengthy scripture, a twisted soul seemed to flash past the grave, and Old Taoist Qiu let out a long sigh.

"Brother, you're okay. Seeing as you're young, just come with me. If nothing else, you can live a little longer."

The sloppy man raised his head and stared at the sky. He didn't know what he was looking at. But when Qiu Laodao made the wrong step and walked westward, he also moved.Dusting off the dirt on his black shirt, he picked up the snow on the ground and washed his face.

……

Qiu Laodao and Sloppy went west all the way, walked through several villages in the afternoon and one night, in the middle of the night Qiu Laodao found a piece of dry land to meditate, and Sloppy found a large white stone, fell asleep .

In the afternoon of the second day, he met a small inn on the road that had not been invaded by the war. Qiu Laodao paid some money and asked for some vegetarian dishes. He stared at the sloppy man and said, "Brother, you can eat whatever you want, and I will." If you can afford this meal, you can also drink some wine.”

Sloppy nodded and asked the waiter to get a jar of Dukang wine. Qiu Laodao clenched the money in his hand with some distress, gritted his teeth and handed it out.

Sloppy washed his face and drank wine, his face became rosy, and Qiu Laodao looked at him. This sloppy hair was disheveled, and his speech was rough, but he didn't look like an ordinary drunkard. He looked about 40 or [-] years old. There is a heroic spirit, Qiu Laodao thought about it, he could sleep soundly in a pile of corpses in the ice and snow, he thought he had some martial arts, and after he got up, he dug the grave with him for a long time without any complaints, and he drank freely and freely-this is a character!

Qiu Laodao officially started to make friends. Before Sloppy got drunk, he asked, "Brother, where are you from?"

Sloppy burped, "It's from Lantian."

"What's your name?"

Sloppy smiled: "Didn't you call me Sloppy all the way? That's my name."

Qiu Laodao asked several questions one after another, and the sloppy answers were vague. He didn't tell much about his origins, but it was Qiu Laodao who found out about his own affairs.

"Oh...did you support the Northeast back then? Fellow fellow, come here and let me toast you!" Sloppy picked up the bowl and touched it with Qiu Laodao.

Qiu Laodao felt depressed when two more people happened to come outside the tavern, one tall and one short. Their footsteps sounded like strangers like him. Their voices were so low that ordinary people couldn't hear them. They seemed to be looking for someone or something. He listened carefully.

"Have you heard about the Eight Wonders?"

"Both the Lu family and the Wang family have made moves. The eldest son of the Lu family has also been away for a few months. I think this is real news."

A short man wearing a melon-pipe hat left his luggage on a broken bench in the tavern, and shouted in Hebei and Shandong Mandarin: "Damn it, waiter, you're waiting for someone!"

The waiter bent over, with a dark face, and brought the soju without saying a word.

"Here you are, guest officer, why are you rushing?"

But when the waiter saw the short man's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed. He reached under the counter and pulled out a long cigarette pole.

"Stop the face..." Qiu Laodao looked at the iron blade emerging from the tip of the cigarette pole, his eyes narrowed, he grabbed Sloppy and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong.

I didn't expect that this waiter was also a Lianjiazi, and he was a little entangled with the two people who had just arrived.

On the other side, the old man in the little man's hand slashed straight at the short man's face. The short man didn't panic, smiled coldly, and turned sideways to avoid it. The tall man behind him turned around and shot the dragon capture hand. Then he held it at the waiter's throat! "Chen Maozi, Hua Laogui... why are you here!"

The head of the Lanmian Sou's gun popped out of the sharp blade wrapped in qi, and the tall Hua Laogui turned his head away to dodge, exerting a little force in his hands.

The old man fell to the ground, and Hua Laogui chuckled: "Yulin Shanglaowu, I didn't expect to meet you as a bandit while having a drink. Maozi said that you serve drinks during the day and kill people and hustle at night. Your grandfather and I will forget it today. Let’s do justice for heaven!”

"Fuck you! All the votes I did were for the sake of fighting the war, like you..." The waiter, Shang Laowu, turned purple from holding back his face and gritted his teeth as he cursed.

Maozi Chen gestured towards the door of the store, Hua Laogui's eyes flashed fiercely, and he grabbed Shang Laowu's throat in a snap!

Chen Maozi kicked Shang Laowu's body away, and as he geared up, he whispered: "Shang Laowu has robbed many nouveau riche from Shanxi since the war. I think he will have a lot of money. Now we are going to be prosperous... …But we still have to deal with those two people.”

When Chen Maozi and Hua Laogui were discussing how to divide the stolen goods, the slovenly Qiu Laodao outside the store couldn't hold back after hearing what Shang Laowu said before his death. His face turned red and he smiled and said: "Fellow, Don’t believe everything that people like Shang Laowu say...and he’s dead now, so we can’t do anything to help him.”

Qiu Laodao hesitated and said: "If this Shang Laowu is really a good man who robbed the rich and gave to the poor, wouldn't it be a pity that all the money he used to fight the war was taken away by these two people?"

Sloppy and Qiu Laodao hadn't gone far, but Chen Maozi had already walked out of the door, staring at them.

Chen Maozi seemed to hesitate for a long time, and shouted in a harmonious voice: "Two brothers - oh no, Taoist priest, everyone who meets you has a share. We who run in the world know the rules best, come and share our share!"

Qiu Laodao lowered his voice and cursed secretly, saying that he would be really stupid to believe them. It seemed that these two people were not good friends, and he had a slovenly "burden" around him, so he pulled him to leave.

"Stand still for me!"

On the other side of the tavern, Hua Laogui jumped out from the fence like a ghost, flew over, and wanted to catch them with a wave of his hand!
Qiu Laodao felt that his body was suddenly fixed, unable to move for a moment. He looked at Hua Laogui's deathly white claws, and there seemed to be a strong gravitational force coming from them.

"This is the dragon capturer!"

Qiu Laodao's eyes narrowed, and his profound life cultivation was revealed at this moment. He pushed away the sloppy man standing there with his left hand, and with a palm of his right hand, he met Hua Laogui's sharp claws!
call--

The snow under the feet of Qiu Laodao and Sloppy was blown away, revealing the dry yellow ground. Hua Laogui narrowed his eyes.

"It's not easy to run around, this strength - you are not easy!"

There was no hidden murderous intention in Hua Laogui's eyes. He turned around in the air with the help of Qiu Laodao's palm force, and landed with his center of gravity. His sharp claws attached his true energy, and the strong force almost tore the air apart.

Qiu Laodao's figure was as steady as a mountain, and his eyes were well focused on Hua Laogui's footsteps. Hua Laogui pretended to attack forward, and just as he took a step, he turned back and rushed towards Sloppy on the side.

"This villain -" Qiu Laodao said angrily, no longer testing, his hand was as fast as lightning, and he immediately grabbed Hua Laogui's right hand tightly, bent his elbow and punched him in the chest!

Hua Laogui was overjoyed, grabbed Qiu Laodao's shoulder with his backhand, and yelled strangely: "Cat!"

Qiu Laodao looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that Chen Maozi was already rushing towards him with Shang Laowu's pole in his hand!
The strange thing is that Chen Maozi didn't make any sound when he started... obviously he used some sophisticated methods!
As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Qiu Laodao is currently restrained on his left hand. If he tries to deal with Chen Maozi again, the situation will take a turn for the worse. It is better to destroy Hua Laogui first!

When Qiu Laodao thought of what these two people had done, he punched Hua Laogui in the chest!Hua Laogui's eyes bulged, but he firmly restrained Qiu Laodao from letting go. Qiu Laodao looked at the old man who was getting closer and closer to his face. The cold light reflected by the sharp blade above shone on his face. , his heart was already in his throat!
call--

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind Qiu Laodao's ear and grabbed the tip of the old man's knife. Chen Maozi froze, but Qiu Laodao ignored his surprise and pinched it with all his strength with his left hand. Hua Laogui hit him with his right fist one after another.

Hua Laogui spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out on the spot. When the claws left, they took away a layer of flesh on Qiu Laodao's shoulder, which was dripping with blood. Qiu Laodao struggled to open the half-dead Hua Laogui and turned his head to look back.

Chen Maozi was seen hanging in the air with his neck stuck by that sloppy hand, and the energy all over his body was spraying out as if for free. He looked panicked: "Can you keep up with my movements? Why can't I use my 'Protective Charm'?" Come out...rootless! Yes, you are rootless!"

Looking from the side, his sloppy eyes and face were covered by scattered black hair. Qiu Laodao heard Chen Maozi's words without saying a word.

Sloppy - maybe he just has no roots.Wu Gensheng dropped Chen Maozi, who was also unconscious. He turned his head, his eyes bright and deep, and said to Qiu Laodao: "I am suddenly curious, do you think this Shang Laowu is a good man?"

Qiu Laodao slowly walked towards the tavern while holding his wound. Wu Gensheng did not follow him. When he came out of the tavern, Chen Maozi and Hua Laogui died. Their death was not miserable. Wu Gensheng had already left. Far.

……

At the foot of Siguniang Mountain, when Old Taoist Qiu mentioned this, his brows furrowed and his eyes were filled with memories.

"I was curious about Wu Gensheng. After taking care of the wounds and the bodies of the two people, I followed him all the way. He was walking north, and I followed him from a distance."

"He was not walking fast, so we walked like this for two days and two nights. We arrived at the Yikezhao League (today's EEDS) area, which was full of endless grassland. I saw no sign of him, but I only heard the sound of fighting in the distance. I heard that there were a lot of people fighting, and my strength was not something I could casually participate in because I was injured, so I wandered around the outskirts of the grassland for a while, and then sneaked over quietly at night."

"About ten people died there. I saw the costumes of several people and found out that they were Taoist friends from my Taoist sect. I hurriedly looked for survivors among them - only a rich young man dressed in a fashionable style, his face twisted with hatred. Seriously injured."

Qiu Laodao let out a long breath, "That young man Kuo was badly injured, and he was still chanting 'Wogensheng', 'Wogensheng'... I even know what kind of person Wugensheng is."

"What about Lu...that young master Kuo? What happened next?" Tang Muzhi asked.

If there is no accident, the rich young master Qiu Lao said is Lu Jin. After the Jiashen incident, he gathered the remaining disciples of the Trinity School and searched for Wugensheng all over the world. The end of destruction.

It was precisely because of this that he missed the best opportunity to save his best friend Zheng Zibu. He spent the rest of his life feeling guilty for his disciples and friends and filled with overwhelming hatred for Wu Gensheng. He was still suffering internally at the age of over 100 years old.

"I took him out of the grassland, searched his money, and handed him over to a doctor in the city. I don't know whether he is dead or alive."

Ye Kexin's focus was different from Tang Muzhi's. She asked in confusion: "What about the two people who attacked you? Were they killed without roots? And Shang Laowu, is he a hero or a real bandit?" ?”

"Wugesheng kills people without blinking an eye." Qiu Laodao smoothed his beard and said, "He has a vicious eye! I didn't find the stolen money in the tavern at first, but after investigation by all parties, I found that this Shang Laowu is a great liar. Big bandit. He is cunning and can hide his steps just like ordinary people. He knows everyone in Yulin and he knows me. He said those words just to ask me to help him... God is not as good as man. , he was the first to die."

(End of this chapter)