Killing God

The city of Xilu was bustling as usual, the first floor of the sky was still bustling with business, the shop was full of people and people, smiling faces cross-talked and talked, a lot of spirit materials and spirit crystals exchanged masters. Some people were happy and contented, some people bowed their heads and sighed disappointed, and the world was full of emotions, and all of them could be seen on the faces of these monks at this moment.

It’s just that no one seems to have noticed that a teenager who grew up here and played among the spirit materials under these counters every day has left the first floor of Tianyi and went to another place.

Shen Tai once again returned to the front of the shop and walked slowly with his hands in his hands. Although his clothes were ordinary, and he did not have any outstanding domineering spirit, but in a faint, looking at this shop, it was a bit wild. The lion on the mountain patrolled his territory lightly.

Wherever he went, the busy guys, both men and women, nodded respectfully to him. Shen Tai was also not arrogant, with a smile on his face and nodding slightly. There are a lot of casual cultivators, because I often come to the first floor on this day and recognize the fat boss. They all smiled and greeted Shen Tai. Shen Tai also responded with a smile, and kindly, it was like a spring breeze. .

After turning around in this way, Shen Tai turned his head and walked to the long-distance purchase counter on the west side. He chatted in a low voice with one of the old men with all white beard and hair. His expression was quite relaxed. He exhorted the old man a few more words. After the white-haired old man nodded in agreement, he smiled and turned out the back door and walked to the back hall.

The lively noise remained behind him, gradually becoming low and inaudible, and the smile on Shen Tai's face gradually converged, and his expression became a little indifferent. When he walked past the pavilion in the small garden, he paused, his eyes linger in the pavilion for a moment, silently thinking about something, and then he took his steps and walked deeper into the courtyard.

In the spring light, the shadow of the flower flickered, gently covering his pudgy figure.

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On the long horseshoe street, the past monks hurriedly stepped in. In this spring season, everyone seemed to have a beautiful vision and hope for their future. On the long street, large and small shops are still open, and in the face of countless friends, they are earning a lot of spiritual crystals from casual repairs, and the two most popular among them, Naturally, it is faintly facing each other on both sides of Horseshoe Street, and the branch of Tianyi Floor and Shenxianhui in Xilu City.

Unlike Tianyi Floor, which has only risen in the past ten years, the immortals who have been riding Hongmeng Continent for a long time will look from the outside, and have a bit more background. This branch in Xilu City on Horseshoe Street is not as good in appearance. The opposite house is as magnificent as the first floor of the sky, but there is a solemn meaning in its weight. The first thought after seeing it is to recall the glorious and long history of this huge chamber of commerce. In contrast, the first floor on the opposite side of Tianyi really smells like a nouveau riche.

At this moment, a seemingly ordinary plain white note was sealed in a blank envelope and passed in from the back door of the Shenxianhui branch. The receiver only glanced at a certain chrysanthemum in the corner of the envelope. The shape mark immediately sank, and he immediately strode up the stairs and passed a secluded path to the highest third-story house here, knocking on the only door here.

The envelope was handed over, the door closed again, the footsteps were hurried, the figure was shaking, and within a short while, this humble letter was quickly handed over to a man standing by the window facing the street and looking out silently.

This is a strong but quiet woman.

The hair is piled up on the temples, the phoenix is ​​dangling beads, the thin lips and the nose are bright, and the bright eyes are flashing. Her back looks calm and elegant, but once she sees her face, she finds that the woman is calm, as sharp as The heroic spirit of a knife. She is no longer a young and immature girl at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but it is the most mature and beautiful time in a woman's life. Her eyes are full of waves, her figure is slender, and she is standing against the window in a bisiluo skirt, revealing her chest a little white and faint The plump and deep grooves belonging to women can be seen.

In this gloomy city all the year round, she was as beautiful as a brilliantly blooming peony, strong and dazzling, which made people afraid to look directly.

With a pale hand, she opened the small note, and her bright eyes scanned the simple words above. The woman took a deep breath, raised her head again, and looked at the bustling shop opposite to her.

Then, she slowly revealed a sneer. At that moment, her beauty turned into a cold blade, quietly flashing an unknowing edge on this busy street.

At the same time, the short and fat man who created the current prosperity of Tianyi Building is not in the shop at this moment, but quietly went to the inconspicuous street and alley a few streets away from Horseshoe Street, with his hands in the street. The sleeves complexion was indifferent, and he looked like an ordinary and unremarkable mortal, walking quietly toward the depths of the alley.

At the end of the front, there is a secluded courtyard, with the wooden door concealed, with a faint smell of blood.

The hustle and bustle of Xilu City seemed to have quietly gone away in this secluded alley, as far as it was in another world. And Shen Tai, who came from the bustling and bustling place, stood at the door of this butcher’s house at the moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, he seemed to be looking at everything here carefully, and then gently pushed open the open door and walked in. .

As soon as the wooden door opened, the smell of blood seemed to be stronger. Standing at the entrance of the door, on the bluestone floor in the courtyard, although it was washed with water, it can still be seen in the corners of the stone cracks. Scattered blood, with a dark and dazzling red.

The small courtyard is not big. There is a hall in the front and on the right. The butcher who used to kill pigs in this courtyard does not see a figure at this moment, and he does not know where he is going.

Shen Tai paused for a while at the door, and did not speak to others or hesitate, so he stepped to the room on the right. The doors, windows and doors of the house are open, and the sunlight shines in from outside, making it very bright.

There is a round table, a reclining chair, and two or three round stools in the middle of the room. They look a bit old, but they are still durable and simple, with a hint of mortal life.

Shen Tai walked over, sat down straight on the reclining chair, and then leaned his fat body back. The recliner groaned a few times, swinging back and forth, leading the fat man to sway. Shen Tai closed his eyes, revealing a relaxed expression.

At this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the house, and then a tall and strong figure appeared at the door, astonishingly the butcher who had spoken to the young Shen Shi here to kill pigs. When he saw a fat man suddenly inexplicably added to the reclining chair in this room, his face did not show any strange surprise. He just frowned slightly, walked over without saying a word, and pulled at Shen Tai. Passed a round stool and sat down.

With a soft sound, Shen Tai casually threw a small cloth bag over and landed on the table, while the fat man's eyes still didn't seem to open, he still lay down comfortably and lazily with his eyes closed. Only indifferently said: "Where is my son?"

The butcher glanced at him, stretched out his hand to take the bag, and opened it with his hand. There was a melodious sound that was as crisp as a beautiful jade hitting each other, accompanied by a magnificent light, spraying out of the cloth bag, under the beautiful gloom, dozens The most important spiritual crystals in the realm of comprehension, one by one, are crystal clear and flawless, like the most precious gemstones, exuding breathtaking colors.

The butcher stretched out his big rough hand full of calluses, grabbed a handful of spirit crystals and held it in his hand, with a rare smile of satisfaction on his somewhat fierce face. After a while, he put the spirit crystal back in the cloth bag, glanced at the fat man on the reclining chair, and said, "I killed two pigs just now and I was a little tired. I asked him to wash his body and rest later. Come here."

"Yeah." Shen Tai closed his eyes and swayed gently on the recliner.

The butcher uttered a "huh", and the voice still sounded a bit deep and hoarse, like a drum in an urn, and it sounded a bit strange. Perhaps thinking of something, the butcher glanced at the courtyard patio. After a long silence, he suddenly said:

"A good child, why do you want me to approach him secretly over the years and teach him these nasty things of blood?"

The recliner under Shen Tai suddenly became quiet.

The butcher glanced at him, his expression unchanged, but he still said to himself: "The financial and material resources of those vassal families under Xuanyin Clan are far inferior to yours, but whoever has a child with similar qualifications? It’s not like a jewel in the palm of your hand. Why don’t you be a son of a lone seedling, why don’t you keep it well? Instead of asking him to be contaminated with these things since he was a child, he is forced to learn from this and learn from others, even if ten You can’t practice Taoism before the age of two, and you have to force him to draw yin-yang and five-element runes. Those are obviously impervious paths."

Shen Tai slowly got up from the recliner and glanced at the butcher. The butcher looked back at him, his eyes did not evade at all. After a while, Shen Tai turned around, with his hands behind him, walked to the door and looked out. In the small courtyard, four walls surrounded a small sky at the patio. He was like a small sky at the bottom of a well. The little frog looked up at the boundless sky, and the only place he could see was the blue sky with small clouds.

The short chubby man smiled suddenly, then turned his head to look at the butcher, and said, "Because I am too weak."

The butcher frowned.

"I am too weak. Even with the current situation, I am still precarious. I am afraid that once I wake up, I will be easily taken away by others." Shen Tai's face was flat, and he seemed to be saying calmly. Looking at other people's things, quietly and with a slight smile, looked at the butcher and said,

"I have a bit of family business and can't get on the stage, but I still want to pass it to Little Rock, so I am worried that this thing will be taken away by people, so I often can't sleep when I am worried. So I just thought about it. , Little Stone must not be as weak as me in the future. He has seen blood and killed lives. Although he is not a murderer, he will always be bolder and stronger. He knows more things and recognizes more spiritual materials, although It looks inconspicuous and useless, but it is more or less useful to practice in the future."

The butcher suddenly "hehe" sneered, and said: "Those who are sent by the famous sect, or the genius children who have not seen the blood and blood of the family, I can kill two or three of them in the same realm."

Shen Tai smiled, disregarding it, and just said indifferently: "My Taoism is too bad, and I can't teach him anything on the way of cultivation. There are only these things I can do."

The butcher was silent for a moment, but suddenly he sighed again, and said, "You said there is indeed some truth, but the things you have done to your son in secret over the years are a bit too much to a child, even me. I can't stand it for a bit, and sometimes I worry about whether this child will survive."

Shen Tai walked to the table and held out a transparent and shining spiritual crystal. His expression seemed to pass a trace of sadness, and he seemed to be more relieved and loving. He laughed lowly and said to himself:

"Fortunately, he has walked safely to this day. I only hope that the hardships he has suffered in the past days will be rewarded to him a little bit in the future."

(I'll update it tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning.)