Chronicles of Celestial Origins

At this moment, he still had five tokens in his hand, and he had his own set of criteria for selecting people. First of all, the spiritual root qualifications cannot be too bad, and then the character must be upright. Even if Luo Bao has high qualifications but bad character, it will not work.

Tang Ning followed the scarred man all the way to his lair, which was a cave. The scarred man summoned the thieves in the cave and was planning to rob and kill Miss Sun.

"Let's do it tonight, Fatty, One-Eye, you two lead a few brothers to the Sun family to tie up the girl from his family, and as for the old man Sun, just kill him." The scarred man said, and everyone said yes.

The next morning, the servant of Luo's mansion opened the door as usual, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and immediately sat down on the ground, only to be scared out of his wits and pale.

He staggered backwards and shouted, "Murder! Murder!"

Soon, screams rang out one after another, and the Luo Mansion was in chaos. More than 20 bloody heads were hung outside the gate, and everyone who saw them changed color.

"Oh no! Master Luo, Master Luo hanged himself!" A maid shouted with a pale face. Everyone was shocked and thought it was done by ghosts and gods. It was not until the officials from the government office arrived that the panic gradually subsided.

A few days later, the whole county knew about this incident, and it became a must-talk topic for people after dinner. For a while, there were many different opinions.

In the quiet mountain village, there were green wheat fields on both sides of the path. In the field, a thin boy was riding on a big buffalo, holding a yellowed book in his hand, shaking his head and reading.

His clothes were full of worn-out patches, and he wore a pair of straw sandals with his toes exposed. The young man worked hard and studied without worrying about anything. When he read words of lofty sentiments, he would recite them repeatedly.

When he came to something he didn't understand, he frowned and pondered endlessly until the setting sun. The young man drove the cows back to the cowshed, and returned to his bare house. He cooked some coarse grains, ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry, picked up a book and read for a while in the moonlight, and fell asleep when night fell.

His real name was Zhao Liheng, nicknamed Agou. His mother died early, and his father was a long-term worker in Zhang's family. He died of illness two years ago. His uncles and aunts raised money to bury his father. After that, he inherited his father's business and became a long-term worker in Zhang's family.

Because he loved reading, there was a private school teacher nearby. When he was young, he ran to the door of the teacher's house to listen to his lectures in his spare time, and the teacher didn't drive him away.

For one or two years, he went to the teacher's house every day to listen to the class. Seeing that he was studious, the teacher allowed him to listen to the class at home. Knowing that his family was poor, he did not charge him money and let him sit at the end of the students. So he studied and practiced calligraphy from then on until his father died.

He inherited his father Zhang Dianhu's job and herded cattle for Zhang Dianhu every day. He had no time to go to the private school. The teacher liked him very much and often lent him books for him to read. He would exchange a book every time he memorized it thoroughly.

Therefore, books became his most precious treasures, and he never left them whether he was herding cattle or sleeping.

The next morning, he went to Zhang Dianhu's house as usual, greeted Zhang Dianhu, and went to herd cattle. He rode on the buffalo to read, and the breeze blew. It was late autumn and the weather was slightly cold. He tightened his thin clothes with his arms.

A handsome man in green clothes came from a distance, stopped in front of him and said: "Young man, I am tired from walking, can I have a drink of water?" Zhao Liheng took out a water bottle from the back of the cow and handed it to the man. The man gulped down a big gulp and returned it to him, saying: "Thank you for the water bag, young man, these two silvers are just a reward." He took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and handed it to him. "No, no, no." Zhao Liheng waved his hand quickly: "A mouthful of water is not worth so much silver. My father said that helping others should not be rewarded. Besides, I didn't help you in any way, so I shouldn't accept it." "Okay then!" The man took back the silver and took out a wooden sign and handed it to him: "Since you don't want silver, and I have accepted your kindness of a water, I will give this thing to you." "What is this?" Zhao Liheng took the wooden sign and held it in his hand. He saw a word "Qian" written on it. The strange thing is that the wooden sign looks like it is made of wood, but it feels like it is not made of wood or stone. He has never seen such a thing. "This is the token of my master."

"Your master? Then this thing must be very valuable! I can't have it." Zhao Liheng said, returning the token to the man.

The man waved his hand: "Don't worry, are you willing to listen to a story?".

He always loved listening to stories. At this time, he was bored while herding cattle. He nodded happily, put the book in his hand into his waist, turned over and got off the cattle, and the two sat cross-legged on the ground.

The man slowly said: "Thirty years ago, there was a small village in the south of Chu State, called Tangliu Village. There was a boy in the village, named Tang Ning..."

"He saw his fiancée floating on the huge colorful boat out of thin air..."

Zhao Liheng gradually became fascinated by what he heard and asked hurriedly: "What happened next? What happened next?"

The man smiled slightly: "Later, he rode a horse all the way, trying to catch up with the boat..."

Zhao Liheng listened to the young man entering the immortal gate, and what he saw and heard, and he couldn't help but be fascinated.

"He received the order from his master and served as the envoy of crossing the border."

"What happened next?" Zhao Liheng asked

"Then he came to a small village called Xiyu Village and talked about the past with a young man named Zhao Liheng."

Zhao Liheng was shocked and stared at the man with his eyes wide open: "What do you mean, sir?"

"My name is Tang Ning, and I am the messenger of destiny. You are the destined person chosen to enter the Immortal Sect. When you arrive in the Luoyun Mountains, follow the prompts on the wooden sign. The brighter the wooden sign, the closer you are to the Qianyi Sect. Until it's fully lit, just wait there, and someone will naturally take you into the Immortal Sect on July 15th. Remember, you must not tell others about this, otherwise you may be beheaded."

Zhao Liheng still couldn't believe it. This was too unbelievable.

Tangning didn't pay much attention and flew away with her flying sword.

Zhao Liheng saw him flying straight into the sky with his flying sword, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. He jumped up in surprise, and saw a black bag under his buttocks where he was sitting cross-legged.

He opened it and saw a total of fifty taels of silver inside. There was a line written under the bag: Fifty taels of silver will be used as travel expenses. On July 15th, he will go to the sect and wait for help. Do not tell others.

Zhao Liheng's heart was filled with waves. He was stunned for a long time and then picked up the black bag on the ground, feeling at a loss.

At night, he lay on his side on the bed, tossing and turning, constantly thinking about the words they talked to, until dawn, he got up and walked out of the house, stared at the room for a long time, then turned and left.

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The sound of footsteps was rapid, and the night rain penetrated the forest.

In the dark night, deep in the jungle, swords, guns, swords and halberds flashed with light, and figures moved around. From time to time there was the sound of swords and swords striking each other.

"You can't run away, so let's capture you without mercy!" a man shouted.

"careful."

"It's a hidden weapon called Rain Flower Needle." There were several more shouts, and there were several painful moans and shouts.

"where it goes?"

"He suffered internal injuries and couldn't run far. We split up and chased him, using the fireworks as a signal."

Several figures dispersed.

Not long after, a figure jumped down from a high branch in the forest, covering his chest with his left arm, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He looked around, staggered and fled in one direction.

In a slightly shabby restaurant in Xinyuan Village, two men walked in, found a place to sit down and shouted, "Old man Zhang, come here with a plate of peanuts, a bowl of peas, half a catty of meat, and a pot of wine."

Soon, a man with a bent back and white temples came to the table with a plate of peanuts in his left hand and a bottle of wine in his mouth. Without saying a word, he put it on the table and left, coming back and forth two or three times. , arrange several stacks of vegetables.

He himself sat at the door and looked at the sunset on the horizon without saying a word. The two men also knew his virtue and started eating on their own.

The old man's right arm was completely broken. He held his chin with his left hand and looked at the sky without knowing what to think. After eating and drinking, the two men walked away arm in arm and walked to the door and said: "Old man Zhang, brothers are in a hurry." , I didn’t bring any money, so I’ll put it in the account this time and pay it together next time.”

The old man didn't answer, and the two men left. After an unknown amount of time, a clucking sound was heard, and several chickens flapped their wings and flew into the store. An unkempt girl chased after him holding a kitchen knife. When he came over, the girl’s face was stained and her clothes were stained with mud and rapeseed. She shouted: “Don’t run, don’t run.”

When the man saw the girl, his face was filled with a loving smile: "My dear, what are you doing!"

"My dear, I want to kill big insects to eat." The girl said in a milky voice.

"How many have you killed?"

The girl counted on her fingers: "I killed three, one, one, two. Two are for daddy to eat, and one is a good baby to eat by myself."

"My dear, you are so good." The man touched her head and said lovingly.

"My dear, I want to kill the big bug." The girl rushed into the store again with a kitchen knife, chasing him like crazy.

At night, the man cleaned the girl's body, hugged her and fell asleep. Suddenly, he heard a strange noise in the room and woke up suddenly. He turned over and jumped off the bed, lit a fire with his left hand, and saw a man in Tsing Yi. I was walking around the room, looking through this and that, as if I were at home.

"Who is your Excellency?" Old Man Zhang shouted. He looked around and saw that there was only one person in the room. He also saw that the doors and windows were bolted and there were no signs of broken bolts. He was shocked. He didn't know how this person entered the room silently. .

"Mu Quanfu, you don't need to be nervous, I don't mean any harm."

When Old Man Zhang heard him call out his full name, he shouted in shock: "It's really a court eagle dog."

He raised his left hand and a golden needle came out.

Before he could make the next move, his eyes flickered and he found that the other person was already beside him, and his body could not move at all. He was shocked for a moment that there was such a master in the imperial court.

Seeing him looking at his daughter, Mu Quanfu said: "If you want to kill or behead her, please do as you please. Please don't hurt my daughter. These things have nothing to do with her."