Abyss Express

Foreword:

The long road through Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning.

[Part①·Whole wine]

Chabon not only inherited the Chinese characters, but also inherited most of the bad swordsmanship of the Moral Sword.

Among them is the wine culture. The Blood Jade Guanyin Bodhisattva sends fairy honey. It is also called the Toasting Festival in Heifengling. It is a traditional festival in Hefeng Town with simple folk customs.

First, in the early years, when people were born, old, sick, or died, got married, and settled in the house, they had to have wine. This was considered a big event, and toasting was also normal. Then, later, when they moved, started building fields, and dug wells, they had to have wine, bought horses, gave birth to pigs, and the family dogs had to be groomed when they were one year old. liquor.

This "rectification" means tossing and fussing in vain.

To talk about the life of the Hundred-Eyed Demon, he was harmed by alcohol.

He was an honest farmer at first. He didn't drink wine at first, but later he became irritated by his relatives and friends in the town. The village bully liked to take advantage of others. The boy with a hundred eyes gave money and gifts along with the festival, and he lost a lot of money during the big wine and small wine. So I started to drink wine.

Because Bai Mu is steadfast and willing to work, God will reward him with food. The Zhu family promised him a daughter, but on the wedding day, the four Zhuzhu sisters had to marry a husband - Bai Mu was in trouble because he didn't know who the real fiancée was.

Later, the Zhu family master confessed that all four of his daughters had slept with him and had a physical relationship with Bai Mu.

Bai Mu is going to have four big drinks this time, and he is so anxious that he has not slept for several nights. This is a great blessing, but also a great disaster - just chicken, duck, fish, mutton, pork, and beef, I don’t know how much it will take. , you have to prepare four copies.

The Buddhist carver was bewitched by Judas. When he got the blood jade Guanyin Bodhisattva, he said that there was a god who brewed mead in the red stone. He saved the money for the banquet and wine, and he could make as much as he wanted.

Baimu and Zhuzhu drank the mead, received the magic of the immortal, and turned into wings of light. From then on, they became the core C positions of the whole wine and became the demons of Black Wind Ridge. During festivals and festivals, the whole town has to prepare a large amount of wine for the Sifang Earth Temple, and two monsters receive hemp as gifts.

For such a simple reason, such a pure reason, Hefeng Town became Heifeng Town.

At this moment, the Hundred-Eyed Demon King has reached the end of his rope——

——It has no story, no reason for unspeakable suffering, no rough and rugged mental journey, and no musical dream that pretends to be miserable.

From beginning to end, the devil never felt that he was at fault.

In Chabon, this is the devil raised by the moral sword. It can have no scheming, no brains, and does not even need grand plans and ambitions.

Just a happy event and a whole drink can make someone desperate to sell out most of their life.

People cannot undergo earth-shaking changes in a day or two. It took Bai Mu hundreds of years to complete this journey.

Many things have changed, such as its Zhuzhu sister, its copycat cave, and its magic power. It has been knocked down by Judah again and again - used as a tool of violence. All of this has changed morals, laws, rules, etc. It is beyond recognition, and the speed of its change is very slow, as if the sun has just passed away and never stops.

When we reached the wild road on the mountainside, it was just dawn.

The black devil in black armor and black clothes held a large black sword and stopped in front of the Zhao brothers.

The sky is gradually turning blue, and the sun is like a yellow chicken egg struggling to crawl out from the mouth of the mountain stream and dyeing the moss yellow.

The person guarding the Zhao brothers is Jiang Xueming——

——He found these ordinary people earlier, and also expected that Bai Mu would chase them.

He blocked Zhao Jianxiong behind him, fearing that the stupid young man would seek his own death. Jianying felt very self-conscious and hugged Miss Xiangxiang early, pulled his brother's sleeves, and tried to hide in the mountains.

Jiang Xueming said: "I've been waiting for you."

The naked warrior with no armor or clothes stood on the side facing the light, holding a short blade in his hand - he gave the life-protecting clothes to the students. Although the armor had no real effect, its power could save lives. Wu Xiuwen's fate.

"Destroy my dojo, kill my wife, take away my immortal fetus, and destroy my practice." The Hundred-Eyed Demon was extremely angry, but calmed down because anger is a negative emotion and it cannot avenge itself.

Avoiding the rock platform on the side facing the light, Baimu did not take the initiative to stand up, and then said: "You know I will come?"

"I killed your wife in the Guanyin Cave." Xue Ming's heart-wrenching words made Bai Mu lose his mind and hurt his state of mind: "Before he died, this spider monster was still discussing with me how to trick and harm you. , it wants you to fight with the Buddhist sculptor until both sides lose. If it wants to change its husband, it chooses me."

Baimu didn't respond. It had been escaping in the mountains for half a day, so it should have been guessed.

Jiang Xueming knew that there seemed to be no way to attack the heart, so he went on to say——

"——I killed it, don't you hate me?"

"Hahaha" Baimu suddenly smiled with relief, revealing two bloody eyes in the darkness, and his hair started to fly away along with the spiritual pressure: "Hmph. Hahahahahahahaha!"

Jiang Xueming: "Beast, why are you laughing?"

Baimu: "In that case, I would like to thank you, brother! If you kill this temptress, I will be free from now on. The past will be gone, and my heart will be at peace."

Human emotions are so fragile, let alone after becoming a monster?

"After going through this calamity." Bai Mu murmured: "My heart is happy and empty. The mountain has become pure. There are no messy things to listen to, no big or small orders to give - no need to be a king."

Jiang Xueming: "It is a good deed for you to help me kill the Buddha carver."

"You killed the Buddha carver?!" Bai Mu suddenly got excited: "A good death! You did a good job!"

Jiang Xueming: "But it can't offset your debt of sin."

"Hero! What are you going to do with me?" Bai Mu opened his arms and raised the heavy sword with one hand seemingly effortlessly - inviting a fight.

Jiang Xueming: "Before I take action, I will return this essence to you."

With that said, he threw away a cloth bag.

There is Baimu's "lower body" in the bag, which is the essence absorbed by [Midas Turning Stone into Gold], the flesh and blood snatched from Baimu's body, and has been refined into a human face pill.

There is also a tattoo on this round flesh ball, which is a Yaksha ghost painting based on Bai Mu's face.

"Eat it." Jiang Xueming waved: "Come and die."

"How courageous!" Baimu was not picky about food at all and immediately transformed into his original shape. He swallowed the human-faced elixir in one gulp and regained the strength he had in his prime - beads of bone and blood were churning in his stomach. He felt his spiritual energy surge and his strength also emerged.

"So arrogant!"

When Bai Mu turned back into a human body again, his backbone also grew back. He no longer needed the help of the soul-liberating sword. He felt like he had become a "human" again - he had become "him", and he wanted to return to Hefeng Town. Take a look and live the life of a farmer, working in a down-to-earth manner.

[Part②·Langlang Qiankun]

Zhao Jianxiong looked anxious: "Master! I'm here to help you!"

"Get lost." Jiang Xueming scolded Jianxiong back without any courtesy: "It is a teacher's responsibility to protect students. My teacher didn't have this ability before. I understand him - but I have to keep my word."

Jianxiong was scolded and couldn't help but retreat.

At this time, he began to be surprised and panic——

——There was an overwhelming pressure of inspiration surrounding him.

The spiritual energy flowed out from the master's limbs and bones unbridled, like a tiger waking up from a half-dream state, standing up and shaking off the snow on its fur, with a cold light in its eyes.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon was finally able to get a glimpse of Zhang Congfeng's spiritual pressure. In just a moment, blood started to flow from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. This time it was not a burst of capillaries, but a real tachycardia and rapid respiratory spasm. rupture!

What a terrifying spiritual pressure that is! ! !

Like a person walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood! There was a shrill scream of ghosts and wolves all over him!

The Hundred-Eyed Demon immediately threw away his sword and covered his mouth and nose with both hands. He saw a steady stream of blood leaking out from between his fingers. His face turned pale. He straightened up with his sword again. When he looked at Zhang Congfeng, he was as still as an iron tower. The man, like an insurmountable high wall, stood in front of the Zhao brothers and Guan Xiangxiang, waiting for him to strike out and seek death.

Bai Mu thought, maybe the name Zhang Congfeng was all fake, the imperial doctor, someone from the Nine Realms - they were all lying to him.

He had never seen such domineering spiritual pressure. Even if the spiritual pressure came to suppress him, there would be no such strong pressure and no such terrifying murderous karma.

Bai Mu asked: "Who are you?"

Jiang Xueming: "Anonymous."

Baimu then asked: "I want a name! You hidden rat! I want your real name!"

"It's Anonymous." Jiang Xueming told the truth: "I'm here to take him to death. If you don't want to come, I can come too."

Baimu didn't give in, he raised his sword and stepped into the sunshine - he still had to be slashed by the moral sword. He didn't want to be a "rat who hides his head and shows his tail" as he called it, so he pressed forward step by step.

When they were about twenty steps away, Jiang Xueming asked, "Don't you want to hide anymore?"

Baimu shook his head, holding the heavy sword tightly, his breathing became rapid, his skin turned red, and his hair began to burn.

"Although the sun is scorching, I'm not afraid!"

When they were twelve or thirteen steps away, Jiang Xueming asked again: "Aren't you going to run away?"

Baimu's body was shaking and his blood pressure surged. He felt that the inner alchemy in his stomach had begun to riot and he could not control the holy blood in his body.

"Where can't I go?! I want you, a rogue, to take care of it?!"

When they were five or six steps away, Jiang Xueming asked again: "Are you willing to die?"

"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!" Bai Mu smiled ferociously: "The revenge for killing my wife must be avenged!"

Zhuzhu no longer regards him as her husband——

——He still has to practice the etiquette of this moral sword and abide by the rules of this big lock in his heart.

Jiang Xueming: "Then I can only call you a hero, let's go!"

At arm's length and a sword's distance, Bai Mu's sword suddenly rose, sweeping away the dejected look before.

Zhao Jianxiong exclaimed: "Master, be careful! This thief is deceiving you!"

Xueming couldn't see Baimu's thoughts. Speaking of soldiers' deceitful tactics, he had seen more monsters than Baimu had killed.

The demon king's sword is extremely fast, and he rushes into the main gate to kill, sacrificing his life and stabbing to determine the victory.

Belloberg was no match for this heavy sword. Fenfang Huanmeng punched and struck, and saw a strong wind blowing between the vast sky and the earth!

Only one round!

Baimu's body slumped down, staggered to one side, and his sword broke.

His face was injured by the punch, and he could not clearly see the specific appearance of the iron-clad god. Dozens of scarlet shadows shot out behind him, trying to activate his soul power to deal with Zhang Congfeng.

This inner demon crawled out of the pure world again, and when he saw Xueming's face, he was frightened to death.

Unwilling to give up, he gritted his teeth and drew his sword continuously!

Attack the arm, hit the wrist joint, cut the fingers——

——The fierce and vicious sword moves were fast and steady, creating the phantom of fragrant dreams.

The sword blade collided with the spirit body, causing sparks and waves, which made Guan Xiangxiang burst into tears. She was afraid that her benefactor would die and she would have no way to survive, so she arranged a funeral for herself in advance, and her dead heart also lived for a while. .

Two more days later, the sun shone on the injured area on Bai Mu's face, burning his eyes and nose, and penetrated into his bones and blood. He vomited out several more mouthfuls of blood——

"——It's so happy! It's so happy! It's so happy!"

He screamed strangely and was knocked away by the big cat in iron clothes. When the kite turned over, his waist failed and he rolled up in a mess. He picked up the broken sword and attacked again.

This time, the meat had been stewed in the iron pot for a long time. In Xueming's eyes, the muscles and membranes were so rotten that he could use all his strength to cut it.

Belloberg had no intention of competing with Broken Sword. Xueming no longer called for the spirit body to leave, and his steps became erratic and blurry, and he and Bai Muda engaged and intercepted each other.

When Bai Mu brought a sword, he went in and chopped it——

——The Hundred Eyes Sword moves were not as fierce and sharp as in the first round. Xueming continued to use his strength to bully others, and the life-threatening attack in his eyes also became a weakness, becoming an anatomy process for the two of them.

After two or three cuts, all that was left of the sword-wielding hand was the bloody humerus, without any flesh.

After three or four stabs, Bai Mu felt a pain in his heart, he couldn't stop crying, and there was a big hole in his heart.

After five or six cuts, Bai Mu still wanted to say something, but the hot knife edge touched his neck. No blood flowed out, but he felt burning.

He took a few steps forward with his sword in hand, wanting to have another round. However, his legs refused to obey their orders and were rotted into their roots by the hot sun - his body collapsed forward and he was dead.

Zhao Jianxiong watched anxiously from the side and did not dare to speak for fear that his master would be distracted - obviously he did not know how strong Jiang Xueming's anti-interference ability and concentration were.

Zhao Jianying just sighed, and he protected Guan Xiangxiang behind him. Being coerced by the moral sword, I had evil thoughts and said something.

"My benefactor, he is also a good man. Should we bury him?"

"Fuck you." Jiang Xueming looked fierce and cursed loudly: "This bastard is also qualified to be a tomb? Exposing corpses in the wilderness will give him an advantage. Living in the world will only make rice expensive! Grind the bones into powder It’s worthless as fertilizer!”

Zhao Jianying was insulted, but she was a little angry and wanted to retaliate forcefully——

"——The Hundred-Eyed Demon didn't run away or hide. He stood in the sunshine and dueled with your benefactor. Isn't he an upright hero?"

Jiang Xueming rolled his eyes: "That's because I gave it face, coaxed it to lie to it, and bullied it to use its brain, so I took control of it - fighting with it in the dense forest, I would still be worried about getting hurt and worried about your safety. . But if it dares to run, it will be easier. I have nine ways to kill it from behind."

Zhao Jianying was speechless.

Jiang Xueming said to Jian Xiong in a bitter and sinister manner——

"——If someone provokes you and your eldest brother like this in the future, I'm afraid your eldest brother will accept everything. He and Guan Xiangxiang in his arms are the next pair of Hundred-Eyed Demon and Zhuzhu Empress."

Zhao Jianxiong smiled awkwardly: "No, no, no. You are joking. Are you joking?"

"If someone uses this trick against you." Jiang Xueming winked privately and whispered, asking the students to remember: "You have to think, practice hard and wait for ten or twenty years when your enemy gets old and sick, and you may still have a chance to take revenge. , now dead, no more chance!"

"Just scold him - don't tell me these things that insult my wisdom, and then run away! You must run away!"

Look at the hundreds of corpses, burning in the bright sunshine.

It became ashes all over the sky, coming from Hefeng Town and going back to Hefeng Town.

——It's dead!