The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 15 The Tragedy of Caomiao Village
The word parting is very unpleasant, because when it appears, it means reluctance, sadness, and helplessness, and all the happiness, warmth, and satisfaction of the moment will be wiped out.

Five days later, the rare snowstorm in Beiyuan stopped, and the sky seemed to have been washed by a miraculous force and became bluer than before. The white clouds were so clean and pure that one could easily think of cotton candy on the West Street of Heyang City.

The snow sculptures quickly flew in the air looking for targets, and the snow wolves began to walk on the snow to see if there were any silly elks. In short, there has been no killing on the snow field so far, so the place is very pure now. The view from the top of the mountain should be very pleasant.

Under the highest cliff of Qingluan Peak.

"The scenery in Beiyuan is so beautiful at this time, but I don't want to see this beauty. I would rather have the cold wind blowing in Beiyuan forever, because then, that cave will always be warm."

"Ye Wusha, before in the cave, one of the things I was worried about was whether your soul would be taken away by your seniors and sisters of Qing Yun, but now I am not worried."

"Because I found out that you are just a piece of wood, and there are very few people in this world who like wood."

For Ye Chao, who has never read romance novels, never watched romance TV dramas, and has never found a girlfriend, the woman's words are like a fog that makes it difficult for him to see through. Moreover, at this time, he really doesn't know what to say. say what.

Since I don't know what to say, I always have to say something.

"The Zimang Blade is the most yin magic weapon in the world, and I see that your vitality when you strike is also the most yin. Any power or thing that exists as a solitary yin or solitary yang cannot last long, so you have to pay attention to this."

After he finished speaking, he felt more softness in his arms, and then moisture came from his lips.

A wonderful and indescribable feeling filled his body and mind.

"I'm leaving, remember what I told you."

Since it is destined to be parted, why bother to go together?

After a long time, Ye Chao came back to his senses, looked at the red figure disappearing from the sky, shook his head, took out the wine bag and took a sip of the strong wine, and put the bell hanging on his waist in the chest, so that this thing would not be lost .

Facing the addition of a cold foreign body in his warm nest, a certain blue sparrow-like bird became dissatisfied. It got out of its nest and jumped on the man's shoulder. Started chattering in protest.

"Hey, you are very noisy. Do you see that? Be careful, I will stew you." Ye Chao pointed to the burning flame in the cave.

The little sparrow saw that his protest didn't work, and it might even get some kind of cruel treatment. It had no choice but to fly back to its current lair, which was Ye Chao's chest and lapel. He pecked at the bell, and fell back into a deep sleep.

A day later, he also set off to fly towards the periphery of the snow field.

……

A few months ago, he went down the mountain and flew all the way to Beiyuan with the sword. It was because Yecheng wanted to have a magic weapon he made himself impatiently. After finding the sapphire and the bird's nest in Qingluan Mountain, he was no longer anxious.

Therefore, this time on his return trip, he is going to seriously experience the customs and customs of this world, and by the way, he will do something for the heavens on the way.

Therefore, he did not fly with the sword on this journey, but rode a donkey from the prairie of Beiyuan back to the foot of Qingyun Mountain, and it took nearly ten months.

……

Blood and black seem to go well together, just like people's cognition of green plum and green tea.

In a mountain village, because it was the middle of the night at this time, no candles were lit in every house, and because the clouds in the sky were thick, the stars and moonlight were a bit hazy, the village looked very dark, Like the abyss under the Hongqiao Bridge at night in Tongtian Peak, it is a little scary.

At this time, there was a person wandering in the village, I saw him quietly pushing open a wooden door, and after entering the middle for a while, he came out again.

He didn't carry a package when he went in, and he didn't carry a package when he came out, so he must not have gone to steal. Besides, people in a radius of tens of miles know that Caomiao Village is the poorest village. There can't be any money or treasures or anything like that.

So what was he doing?
If you look carefully, you will see that his hands are dripping some kind of liquid. If you get closer and the clouds in the sky are thinner, you can clearly see that the liquid is human blood.

Caomiao Village is not big, there are only dozens of families, and the speed of a person going to each house will not exceed ten breaths, and it only takes half an hour to go through all the houses.

The sky was not bright yet, but Caomiao Village at this time faintly revealed a faint smell of blood. When the man finished walking to the last house, he shook off the blood on his hands, clasped his hands habitually, and then, he As if struck by lightning, his body trembled, and then he knelt down on the ground and began to recite scriptures.

In the early morning, there was a melodious and crisp sound of bells on a mountain road, and there were a few harsh male singing voices from time to time.

What rivers flow eastward, what sun shines in the sky, what I love you dear girl.

But if you listen carefully, you can still hear the cheerful chirping of birds.

"No, I've said it several times, can you be quiet, little thing? Are you really afraid that I will throw you away? Or bake it?"

Ye Chao looked at the little sparrows circling and screaming around his head early in the morning, and spoke viciously.

However, his words didn't work, the little blue sparrow was still whistling around him, as if it was tireless. As for the threat in his mouth, he had said it countless times in the past six months, Never cashed out once.

"Hey, young master, I am indeed worthy of traveling to the magical world of Jade Immortals. Birds are not afraid of people, and donkeys that can eat meat and drink wine are interesting."

"However, Caomiao Village should be in front of us, this time we have to go in and have a look at our poor classmate Zhang Xiaofan."

The smell of blood will become stronger with the passage of time and the separation of the blood and the human body. The murder method of the man at night is extremely barbaric. Some villagers in Caomiao have their hearts taken out, and some have their heads twisted off. It is really miserable .

This scene made Song Daren, a benevolent disciple of Dazhu Peak, feel sick to his stomach, but these village names are familiar to him, and he has even spoken to some of them, so he can't just let it go, and another one, just relying on his own Qingyun The identity of the disciples cannot be ignored.

Therefore, he thought of gathering the corpses of these people together first, and if a fellow family member passed by this place soon, they would bury these village names together.

(End of this chapter)