The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

Moye and her companions have been traveling for more than a month.

The legendary immortal Shushan is already in sight.

In the new Shu city.

On the street.

A beautiful Taoist nun is pulling a cart with a handsome man lying on it.

A local thug stopped the Taoist nun.

A group of people gathered around and pointed.

"This old crow is molesting a good girl again!"

"What a sin! He even bullies a Taoist nun. He will get his comeuppance sooner or later!"

"I think this Taoist nun is not decent. How can a decent Taoist nun pull a man?"

"That's right, that's why the old crow is here!"

"..."

Faced with the harassment of the local thugs, some of them condemned, some watched the show, and some spread rumors... but no one stepped forward to stop it.

"Is this what you call the common people?"

Moye lay on the cart with a sarcastic smile.

He now understood more and more that the so-called common people only included one or two or three important people.

Protect the common people?

It's just that I don't want them to be hurt.

If they are gone... then what does the common people have to do with me?

Mo Xie didn't know what others thought, at least he thought so.

"It can only be said that a villain is a villain after all... A villain with a bad heart is still a villain after all!" He laughed at himself.

He tried his best to look far away, wanting to see how Fa Lan would deal with it.

The stupid nun was actually reciting the Heart Purification Mantra silently, preparing to take a detour and leave...

"Is your Taoist skill just for show?"

Mo Xie laughed angrily, "Didn't you say that evil people are also demons?"

"People who bring disaster to the world are called evil people, so those who bring disaster to you alone are not called evil people?"

The ruffian looked at Fa Lan with greed, and smiled frivolously, "What's the fun of following that cripple loser? It's better to follow me, I promise to let you enjoy the pleasure of bed every day, hahaha!"

Mo Xie's eyes were cold.

I am a big villain, can I be humiliated by a small character like you?

"Give you a breath, get out!" He said with his eyes closed.

The whole audience was slightly quiet.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was the useless man lying on the cart who said it.

He couldn't help but laugh,

"Brother, you are already disabled, how dare you talk so big?"

"It's really immoral to hang out with a Taoist nun... Could it be that she was disabled by some Taoist priest?"

"Alas, I think you are too... Why are you talking to such a thug? You might as well wait for the government to come."

"Stupid!"

"..."

What they didn't see was that the black sword beside Moye was shaking constantly.

Seeing the crowd's ridicule, the thug laughed even more wildly, "Hahaha, I'm laughing to death! A paralyzed cripple dares to talk to me like this!"

"I'm going to molest you, a Taoist nun! What can you do to me?"

After saying that,

he actually lifted his sleeves and reached out his hand to touch Falan's face.

Mo Xie's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a murderous aura, and he shouted in a low voice: "Since you won't leave, then die!"

"Fly the sword and kill!"

"Mo Xie, spare him..." Fa Lan hadn't finished speaking yet.

A black light cut through the sky.

It directly pierced the chest of the thug.

Under a strong force, the thug flew backwards and was nailed to the wall.

"Uh uh uh..."

The thug struggled, spitting blood foam from his mouth, and looked at the cart with fear.

Then his head tilted and he died completely.

On the cart,

Mo Xie sneered, and the magic sword flew back and fell beside him.

Although he was disabled, his powerful soul power was still there.

Although it was not worth mentioning to a Taoist practitioner, it was more than enough to deal with such ants.

"It's a pity that my magic sword has been stained... Really, the blood of all kinds of people has been stained." He said to himself with a look of regret.

Everything happened in a flash!

The ruffian Old Crow, who was still showing off his bravery and fighting just now, now fell in the corner like a dead dog.

Everyone felt a chill in their bodies.

"Ah! Murder!"

Someone exclaimed, and no longer watched the excitement, and hurriedly fled as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Of course, those who fled were all people with guilty consciences.

Many people just took a few steps back, and even raised their thumbs,

"This old crow bullies men and women all day long, and today he finally met a tough guy!"

"Good kill!"

"I didn't expect this knight... Even in this state, he can still kill people invisibly!"

"Master, knight!"

"..."

Everyone was deeply impressed by Moye's "technique of killing people from a distance".

...

"You..." Falan looked at Moye., but she did not say anything harsh, just sighed deeply, "Let's go..."

She gently tucked the blanket for Moye, then dragged the cart again and continued on the road in full view of everyone.

A few rounds of sunrise and moonset, time passed silently.

A Taoist nun and a disabled person walked in this world.

Looking for the unknown fairy house "Shushan".

...

The sun was bright.

A towering mountain that penetrated the clouds appeared in front of them.

A huge monument was engraved with a few vigorous characters - Shudao Mountain!

"We are here!"

Falan looked back at Moye and said happily.

If we find the mountain, can we find the so-called "Shushan" fairy house?

Moye did not say anything to spoil the fun, but just looked at her with a quiet smile.

For more than a month, he did not think about the ghost king, the protagonist, or the task.

This kind of game world feeling is quite good.

Although he couldn't move his whole body, he could only rely on his eyes and ears to see.

But he also saw the warmth and coldness of human nature, the rampage of demons, and followed the little nun to do so-called chivalry...

But such days are coming to an end!

Mo Xie lay on the wooden board, looking at the Shudao Mountain that penetrated into the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly under the light.

Once the so-called immortal house "Shushan" was not found, hope would be shattered... and if hope was shattered, the stupid little nun should give up, right?

He could finally truly accept the fact of failure and honestly return to the main world.

That's right!

During this period of time, he was infected by this little nun, and he actually had some hope for the future in his heart.

Thinking of this, Mo Xie shook his head and smiled.

"Let's go!"

Fa Lan didn't know what Mo Xie was thinking, and he helped Mo Xie up with some excitement and walked towards Shudao Mountain.

Mo Xie leaned his head weakly on her shoulder, quietly watching her blush, which was not sure whether it was due to tiredness or shame.

Her hair fell on Mo Xie's face, making him feel numb; and her slightly raised corners of her mouth made his heart numb.

"I hope to find the so-called fairyland Shushan!" Mo Xie said secretly in his heart.

This is not because of his body, to be honest...

...

The top of Shu Road.

Shushan.

A fairy wind and auspicious clouds.

The elder Qingwei sat cross-legged in Ziwei Hall.

At this moment,

A Qiankun mirror suddenly trembled, and then shattered with a bang, bursting with wisps of black air.

Qingwei suddenly opened his eyes, swept the whisk, and swept away the black air.

He stretched out his fingers to calculate, and his face became solemn...

Several elders of Shushan sat cross-legged in Ziwei Hall.

"The catastrophe is coming!" Elder Qingwei, who was sitting cross-legged at the head, said in a deep voice.

There was an uproar in the hall.

A serious-looking black-bearded elder said: "Since a thousand years ago, the evildoers were killed and the demons were driven into the demon world, and the world has been peaceful for thousands of years."

"I wonder what the catastrophe that senior brother is talking about is?"

Qingwei closed his eyes and slowly uttered a word, "Ghost!"

"Ghost? Ghosts, ghosts and spirits?!" Elder Surong said in a deep voice: "Is there a way to resolve it?"

Qingwei opened his eyes and said: "I meditated all night last night, but I only realized that the solution depends on one person. Today I need your help to understand the dense cloud!"

"Yes!" said the elders.

All the elders calculated the finger method, and then sent out a stream of clear air.

Several streams of clear air fell into the air and merged into one, and then fell on a bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror rippled, and countless things in the world flashed in it.

After an unknown amount of time,

the image in the bronze mirror slowly froze.

Everyone's faces turned pale and they stopped practicing, looking up.

In the mirror, there was a man lying on a cart...

Elder Qingwei swept his whisk and nodded, saying, "The solution to this ghost disaster still depends on this man!"

"Do you know where he is? How can we find him?" Elder Surong said in a deep voice.

Qingwei closed her eyes and calculated, then opened her eyes and smiled slightly, "Everything has its own fate. We don't need to look for him. When the disaster comes, he will appear!"

"Everyone, go down and prepare to welcome this catastrophe... I, Shushan, have been away from the mortal world for thousands of years, and it's time for me to appear this time!"

"Yes!" The elders retreated politely.

"I don't know what kind of suffering this disaster will cause!"

Qingwei shook her head and sighed, her eyes fixed on the mirror - a man lying on a cart.

"My dear, when can you come?"

"We don't have much time left!"

...

Today.

Ziwei Palace.

Elder Qingwei was sitting cross-legged in the palace. He opened his eyes and stood up suddenly."Fated one, you finally came!"

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PS. Happy Dragon Boat Festival, dear ones~