Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 3
The blood-stained earth was flowing towards the low-lying place, and the former junior and junior brothers were dead at their feet.

The man surnamed Tie looked indifferently at the head in front of him.

"Yo! Senior brother, you killed Junior Brother Xi, how can you explain it to the master now? He is the only descendant of the master in the world." The white man next to him had a playful smile on his face.

"I killed it? Didn't you kill it?" The man surnamed Tie was expressionless and didn't turn his head.

"Hahaha." The white-faced man laughed a few times: "Senior brother, don't be angry, I was just joking. Brother Xi was attacked by Gan Yizong's people and unfortunately died. What we should think about now is how to comfort the master after returning to the sect. His old man."

"You don't have to worry about it. As a senior brother, I have an inescapable responsibility, and I will ask the master to apologize."

"Senior brother, you don't need to belittle yourself. I don't think the master will blame you too much. The other party's cultivation base is far superior to you and me. In this situation, it is unavoidable for anyone else."

The man surnamed Tie remained silent.

The white-faced man continued: "I heard that the master gave you a spirit armor, and the master's preference for you is really envious of us junior brothers."

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." The man surnamed Tie turned his right hand, and a black armor full of scales appeared in his hand, which he threw to the man.

The white-faced man took the armor and smiled: "Thank you, brother, let's go! Don't make the master wait for a long time."

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While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

The cold wind is howling, snowflakes are flying, and the pedestrians on the street are all clutching their coats and shrinking. Occasionally, a few fast horses rush past. It is almost the end of the year, and every household is busy buying New Year's goods.

Small families chop meat in the east and kill fish in the west, hurried forward in the snow with loads of goods in their hands, while the big families ride big horses and pull mules in a hurry.

"Go away, little beggar, don't stand in front of my store, it will affect the customer's life." A man shouted in front of his store

The boy who was scolded and scolded hurriedly left, his body looked a little thin, unkempt, ragged, shuffling his steps, clasping his body with his hands, shivering in the snow.

The little boy is Tangning, a survivor of Tangliu Village. From the second day he fell into the valley, his life has changed dramatically.

Dead people, bloodstains, and gnawed corpses all over the mountains and plains.

I have forgotten how to get out of the valley, out of the mountain, out of the village.

I don’t want to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it, but I clearly dream of that scene every day.

The father whose blood was drained and only his bones remained, the mother whose half of his neck was gnawed off, Uncle Liu who had only half of his head left, and Tang Wubo, Liu Fourth Uncle, Sixth Uncle...

what happened.

There were no living creatures in the village, dogs, chickens, crows, geese, and even the three pigs in the pigpen were all drained of blood, leaving only a pair of skin and bones.

The body is very cold, very hungry, I really want to fall down like this, close my eyes and then never open them again, just like a dream.

But there's something in his heart that's been supporting him, and he wants to know what's going on
I don't know how long he walked, he raised his head, and in front of him was a luxuriously decorated restaurant, from which laughter and scolding could be heard from time to time.

After hesitating for a while, he walked inside.

"What are you doing, this is not a place you can come." Before taking that step, the two big men at the door pushed him away, and the huge force made him involuntarily turn somersaults.

"I, I want something, I, my sister is sick." He got up and lowered his head timidly.

"Go away." A big man kicked him in the stomach and kicked him flying: "If you dare to go in again, I will beat you to death, you stinky beggar, and you dare to come here to beg without looking at this place?"

Covering his stomach, he rolled twice, struggling to get up.

"Don't get out." The man came up and kicked his body again.

This kick kicked his whole body a foot or two away, and his body lay on the ground and couldn't move.

"Next time you dare to go inside, see if I don't kill you." The big man said viciously

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly stood up with his hands on the ground, bowed his body and walked forward. After walking for a while, a man with a burden came face to face.

From a distance of ten feet, Tangning could smell a scent, the smell of green onion cake. His throat rolled involuntarily. The two passed by, and his throat rolled a few times.

"Hey, is it green onion pancakes? Give me a few." Someone at the back suddenly shouted
"Yes!" the man next to him replied

"I can smell the fragrance from far away, give me five." The man in the back walked quickly.

The man put down the burden, lifted the curtain, and took out five oil cakes for the man. Tangning's eyes drifted. She reached out her hand, grabbed several of them with both hands, and ran away.

"Hey, stop." The man shouted and immediately chased after him.

He ran as fast as he could, but was quickly caught up and pinned to the ground.

"You immortal beggar, rob me of my things."

The man kept punching and kicking him, while scolding, Tangning lay on the ground and hugged the pancake tightly in her arms, refusing to let go.

It took a while for the man to stop: "Forget it, if I kill you, a beggar, I have to be sentenced, so I'm unlucky."

After listening to his footsteps, Tangning slowly stood up and took out the green onion cake in her arms. It was intact and still warm.

There was a burning pain in his forehead, chest and abdomen, and he resisted the pain and walked forward quickly.

After walking for a while, I came to a dilapidated temple with a dozen people lying sideways, all in rags.

Tangning walked straight to a corner, where an equally disheveled girl was lying, staring at the temple entrance with her eyes fixed.

The originally godless eyes brightened a lot after seeing him.

"Ruru, look, there's something to eat." Tangning took out the green onion cake in her arms, lifted her up, tore off a piece and fed it to her mouth.

The two have been begging along the road since they left the village, and it has been three months now.

As winter begins, the weather is getting colder.

A few days ago, Liu Ruhan finally couldn't take it anymore and fell ill. If it goes on like this, she probably won't be able to survive this winter.

Along the way, Tangning also met many people who were suffering from hunger and cold just like them. Many of them closed their eyes and stopped opening them.

The fact that the two of them have been able to resist until now may still be related to the fact that they have eaten Xiangu since childhood, and their health is slightly better than that of ordinary people.

The six slices of green onion pancakes were quickly eaten. The two had not eaten for two days. These pancakes relieved their hunger a little.

Tangning hugged Liu Ruhan in her arms and leaned against her body to keep warm. A woman was crying softly next to her.

He tilted his head and saw a woman with her back to them, holding a burden in her hands, her body twitching slightly.

This woman came here with them, begging along the way. She has a child, two or three years old, who fell ill a few days ago.

She didn't cry much, but Tangning could feel the unspoken grief and despair.

From her cry, Tangning deduced that the baby in her arms had passed away.

Perhaps it was because she couldn't bear it, or she was saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox. Tangning couldn't help but shed tears.

The baby who walks today may be yourself tomorrow.

Liu Ruhan shrank in his arms, saw his face full of tears, raised her little hand to wipe him.

Tangning looked at her weak appearance, and she was even more afraid. She was afraid that one day she would not open her eyes and leave her alone.

The dozen or so people in this temple are all old, weak, sick and disabled. He has seen most of them. They came to this place begging all the way. There were originally more than [-] people, but only a dozen or so arrived here due to various reasons. number person.

The name of this place is Nansha County. The reason why everyone comes here is because the prefect of this place is a well-known and good person, benevolent and loving, upright and wise. Under his rule, the people of Nansha County live and work in peace and contentment.

In such a world, this place is undoubtedly a place of hope for homeless people like them.

They have been here for more than ten days. There is a great man named Xu nearby, who is kind and charitable. He serves porridge and rice every day, but he has not given any more in the past two days because of the snow.

Tangning hugged Liu Ruhan tightly. He actually had a destination in his heart, but he just hadn't found out where it was.

He has asked many people along the way, but no one knows where that place is, and many people have not even heard of it.

But he knew that he had to go to that place, the Luoyun Mountains.

Only by going there can he know what happened in the village, and only by going there can he possibly avenge his revenge.

The village was slaughtered overnight, and there were those miserable and strange corpses. It was not like ordinary people could do it. Only the legendary immortals had this kind of power.

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The night gradually fell, the sky was dark, and the temple was very quiet. The hardships and hardships of life had made the people here numb. Naturally, they would not be as happy as the ordinary people outside, and there was no laughing and scolding. Only the woman was still there. Weeping softly.

The next morning, when the sky had just turned white, Tangning opened her eyes, gently ripped apart Liu Ruhan's hands that hugged her body, and pulled away.

The weather seems fine today, the snow has stopped, but the chill is stronger.

The days after the heavy snow were always particularly cold, and he walked forward with his thin body in his hands.

I don’t know if Xu Dashan made porridge and donated porridge today. It is about Mao Shi. Although Xu’s family serves porridge on time every day, he needs to queue up earlier, otherwise he may not be able to queue and receive porridge and rice.

After walking for four or five miles, they arrived at the Xu family's donation site. Tangning sat down against a corner of the wall. The corner was relatively warm and could withstand the cold wind.

There were more than a dozen people waiting here, all beggars in ragged clothes, each hunched in one place and waiting.

Time passed little by little, and people came here one after another, and the original dozen people quickly became one or two hundred people.

"Come, come." A voice came from somewhere, and then the crowd began to surge, forming a long queue.

Seven or eight people in yellow clothes walked in front, carrying large wooden barrels. These people walked to the high platform, put down their tools, and began to organize.The people below looked at them eagerly.

After a while, one of the people above walked forward and said: "Okay, now everyone is lining up, come one by one, don't fight, don't rob, everyone has a share. We belong to Xu Wenlin's Xu family, and we come every day at this hour. ."

Tangning followed the group and moved forward little by little. After everyone in front had finished picking up the porridge, he took out the wooden scoop with his right hand and stretched it out.

The man who served the porridge took a porcelain bowl and poured it into his scoop. Tangning took out another wooden scoop with her left hand.

The man serving the porridge glanced at him.

"I, I also have a younger sister." Tangning lowered her head and whispered.

The man gave him another scoop

"Thank you bro."

(End of this chapter)