The Martial Son-in-law

Bang!

Qin Sitong hit Zhang Chu's lower rib with his elbow, and Zhang Chu bared his teeth in pain.

Women, women, are all right and wrong, pretending not to care on the surface, as long as men step on the line, they will die.

Zhang Chu murmured in his heart. Is Ruan Zhu really his own evil star? Ever since I met her, I've had a lot of bad luck.

"All right, let's go." Ruan Zhu threw the mountaineering bag into the back seat and sat comfortably on the co pilot.

Zhao Tang was very pleased to help Ruan Zhu adjust the back.

"Thank you, brother Zhaotang."

"Hey, hey, thank you. Before we got to Tianshan, we were all from our own family." Zhao Tang grinned, and his back teeth showed up. He didn't know that Ruan Zhu, the little devil, was in the car. What was he beautiful about.

The engine starts, two hernia headlights disperse the darkness in front of us, and we drive along the unchanging plateau road towards Tianshan Mountain in the distance.

Although it was more than five o'clock in the morning, it was still dark.

Before long, Qin Sitong fell asleep on Zhang Chu's shoulder.

Ruan Zhu peeked at Zhang Chu through the mirror: "I've never seen such a scum man as you."

"What have I done to you?" Zhang Chu is a little impatient.

Ruan Zhu shrugged: "notice, I'm talking about men, not practitioners, not leaders."

"Little girl, don't beat around the bush like others, just say what you want."

"Sister Si Tong is so weak. If you bring her to this place to suffer, you may never come back. What are you? It is said in other people's novels that a man should be worthy of his parents behind him and his wife in his arms. " In Ruan Zhu's eyes, there was a bright color like a girl in spring.

Zhang Chu curled his lips: "don't look at those messy things. I said, why are you so cold-blooded to the monk? Are you taught by novels?"

Ruan Zhu naturally said: "I think what is written in the novel is very right. Isn't it true that the cultivation world wants to express gratitude and hatred? I don't care what I do. It's too boring to care about this and that. "

"The monks are also raised by their parents. If you kill one, you will destroy a family."

"If you are afraid of death, don't be a monk."

Looking at Ruan Zhu's casual expression, Zhang Chuqi didn't fight one place, but she couldn't change her three views. After all, Rome wasn't built in a day, and the cold-blooded killer wasn't tempered in a day.

At this juncture, Zhao Tang, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, said: "I think Ruan Zhu has done nothing wrong. It's time to kill the prestige of the practice world. Since the former knows that there are people outside the world, there is heaven outside the world. It can also alert posterity that there is a risk in the beginning, so we need to be cautious in practice. Look, what are these monks now? Quality is uneven, where is what big sleeve floating, road wind immortal bone practitioners, clearly is a group of ruffian hooligans

"Didn't you eat, drink, go whoring, gamble and smoke at that time Zhang Chu said casually.

Zhao Tang quickly protested: "my name is wine and meat, which has passed through the intestines. The Buddha's heart is full of it. Besides, the world is like this. What can I do? I also want to be born in the hermit clan, like those big men who are good at wind and fairy bone, a little noble spirit, thousands of miles away, the wind is so fast. But didn't I die? To tell you the truth, I envy Ruan Zhu. "

In fact, no one envies Ruan Zhu, and so does Zhang Chu.

Isn't it beautiful to kill decisively and happily?

Unfortunately, times have changed and people's mentality has changed. Nowadays, people's lives are worth money. It's big news to die casually. As before, killing people is no different from killing pigs.

After complaining, we should keep on going.

Such a bullshit, time flies, turned to look out of the window, the dark sky has gradually dark blue, which means that the sun is about to rise.

It can pierce the bright sunlight of darkness, but it can't pierce the mountain in the heart of the monk.

Everyone knows in his heart that if he embarks on this road, he will lose the shackles of "ethics" and truly appreciate the charm of "happy gratitude and hatred".

Style? Or cruelty?

Is it happy, or is life like grass?

"It's sunrise." Ruan Zhu murmured softly: "it's a pity that it rose from behind us. The sun rises in the East, and we all go to the West. "

"Bah, bah, bad luck." Zhao Tang spat three times out of the window, but his sight was fixed on the roadside.

The bright morning light, the first to illuminate, turned out to be the roadside three have been frozen into a statue of the body.

After a brief period of consternation, Zhao Tang parked his car beside the body.

"Brother Chu, he's from the moon gate."

"I can see that." Zhang Chu sat in the back seat, fell down the window, even did not mean to get off, so indifferent to watch the three unfortunate men.

There are traces of fierce fighting on the scene, but the scope is very small, which means that the fighting time is very short.

Two men and one woman.

The two male disciples were beheaded by the owl and the waist, respectively, while the female disciple, whose clothes were not neat, seemed to have been insulted before she died.

"What did I say? If you don't see it with your own eyes, who the hell believes that this is what the monks do? " Zhao Tang sighed again and again. His eyes were darker than before. It was as if his beautiful vision for the monk had been shattered.

"Practitioners are also human beings. If they are human beings, they have seven emotions and six desires. They are greedy for money and lust. Practice only improves one's strength, but does not improve one's connotative quality, so the evil in one's heart will be magnified with the improvement of one's strength. Uncontrolled force is equal to uncontrolled violence. "

Zhao Tang cried and laughed: "I like Ruan Zhu more and more."

"Like her to hunt the monks?" Zhang Chu asked.

Zhao Tang shook his head: "I like the purity when she killed the monk. She just killed the other side, not mixed with other ideas."

Zhang Chu didn't say anything more, but he was very sad.

The sad thing is not Zhao Tang, but the current practice.

Ruan Zhu also killed the practitioners, but no one hated her, because when she killed the practitioners, it was no different from killing pigs and sheep, and she did not regard the practitioners as human beings.

It's not that pigs and sheep are born to die.

However, when these villains killed the monks, they still regarded each other as human beings and enjoyed torture.

Originally, we thought that Tianshan Mountain, which everyone yearns for, is a brand-new world with ethereal pleasure.

But the gate is full of "rites collapse and music collapse.".

Zhang Chu couldn't do anything. He slowly closed the car window and said in a soft voice, "tell me something else you saw."

Zhao Tang took a deep breath: "judging from the footprints on the scene, there are many people on the other side. It should be a clan. Baiyuemen did not organize any counterattack. These three people should take the initiative to stay and fight for time for others. In addition, judging from the tire marks, the gate left the main road and headed northwest. "