Young Martial God In City

Zhou Tian lived seventeen years and wandered for seventeen years. The so-called vagrancy means that the East family has a meal and the West family has a meal. Every day like a ghost floating around.

He is an orphan. To be exact, he has been an orphan since he was ten years old.

At the age of three, my father died suddenly. The cause of his death was unknown. It was just that some young people in the town lifted the body of my father down from the deep mountain, and the death was terrible, like being scratched by wild animals.

The death of the father caused great trauma to the mother's spirit.

Her spirit broke down completely, and people became crazy. The names she remembered and wanted to forget were always in her mouth. When he was ten years old, his mother fell into the village reservoir and drowned.

At that moment, he became an orphan in the true sense.

When he saw his mother's body, he did not shed tears, but stood beside the mother's body for a night.

When his mother was buried, he remembered that it was still raining heavily.

The rain drops down, like human tears, crystal clear, with a little bitter, with a little pain.

He deeply understood that death is mysterious, terrible and unforgettable for most people. But for his mother, it was a relief.

Just for him, it was a nightmare of his life.

Turning over, I didn't feel sleepy at all on Sunday. I got up and sat on the treetop of the courtyard, staring at the round and big moon in the sky.

The moonlight was soft, delicate and indifferent. I haven't enjoyed the beautiful moon so quietly for a long time. He almost forgot whether the moon is round or square.

One's night, one's loneliness, one's loneliness, and one's heartache. Every night is awakened by the same nightmare; every night is spent in deep remorse.

This is his present living condition.

If he can take good care of his mother, if he can find the next mother, if he can care about her more. Maybe his mother would not die, maybe his life would be different, maybe his heart would not bear such a heavy burden.

But all this is just if, all just maybe, can't turn back, also can't start again.

He sighed a long sigh on Sunday. It was dark, so I should go to sleep again. Otherwise, I would miss my working hours tomorrow. I'm afraid I will have to be deducted from my salary and have no money to eat.

After thinking about it, the man climbed down the tree pole slowly. Suddenly, he saw a white thing wriggling. Looking at it carefully, he saw an old man with white hair and white beard, lying on the back of the big tree, and said, "how could an old man sleep?"

Jumping off the tree pole, he walked forward carefully on Sunday and pushed the old man. Seeing nothing moving, he said in secret: "is it not dead? Oh, no, if it is seen by others, I will not think I am a murderer. "

In a hurry, he pushed a few more and called softly: "old man, old man, wake up, wake up."

The old man was awakened, coughed violently, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, bewildered and groaned: "water, give me water, I want water."

Hearing the speech on Sunday, he said in a hurry: "good, good, you wait. I'll get you water right away. Don't die. Remember, don't die. If you die, I'll be in trouble."

Flying into the room, looking for the water tank, scooped up a large pot of water, while stumbling to the old man there, while panting: "old man, water and water come, you can not die!"

Suddenly was a small stone mixed a fall, a careless water to throw out. The old man was splashed with water.

"Shit." The old man suddenly woke up and said angrily, "I just want to drink water, not to take a bath. Please look at it clearly and feed me."

"My God, ghost." On Sunday, he threw a ladle into the water and wanted to run. But suddenly, he felt that there was a force behind him. He begged all over the sky and asked bitterly: "old man, we have no hatred in the past, but we have no resentment today. Don't look for me. Grandma Wang in the West was a beautiful woman when she was young. If you want to find an old wife, go to her. "

The old man said weakly, "what are you calling me? Before I die, you curse me. I tell you, if I die, it's your fault, and I'll come back in the middle of the night and ask for my life. "

"Old man, if you don't take one like this, you will die. Why do you depend on me?" he said. I am an orphan. I am born with the evil spirit and the lonely star. When I meet the God, I will conquer the ghost

"You don't have so much nonsense." The old man lay weak on the ground and said, "old man, I'm injured. My grandmother is a bear. What bastards have not come to support me yet. When I'm done, I'll see what little bastards can tell their superiors. "

Sunday saw the old man swearing and swearing there. Knowing that he was not dead, he was calm in his heart. He turned and said angrily, "you didn't pretend to be dead. I'm scared to death. You don't know your courage is very much -- "suddenly I felt that he was very timid and seemed to have hurt his face. He changed his tone and said," very big! "

The old man looked at Zhou Tian strangely and said with a strange smile, "you are so brave that you are not afraid to die of laughing at others. Well, I won't talk to you anymore. I've been seriously injured and surrounded by some first-class experts. I'm lucky not to die. "Zhou Tian said with a smile: "uncle, please, you have to find the right words to boast. Are you still besieged by first-class experts? If you think it's a movie, you really think you're a top player. "

The old man blew his beard and glared at his big eyes and said angrily, "you boy is still wearing open crotch pants. What do you know? I've lived a hundred years old, and I don't know how many first-class experts I'm facing. As for you, the suckling stinky boy, you know a fart and don't help me get up."

I felt speechless for a while on Sunday. I also said that I was wearing open crotch pants and that I was a suckling stinky boy. I can't help it. I wish you a thunderclap.

The old man saw Zhou Tian just looked at him foolishly and said, "I said you boy, are you insane or a fool? If you don't help me get up, I wish you a thunderbolt."

"Damn it, it's so poisonous, and I'm still talking about it." Sunday immediately covered with black lines, also lazy to argue with him what, came to heavy mention of the old man. Suddenly, the old man "ouch" groaned and said angrily, "you can't be gentle, you don't know how to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade. If you don't see that I'm an old man, won't you respect the old and love the young?"

"I respect you." On Sunday, he helped the old man into the inner room and hummed, "if you hadn't died here, others would have mistaken me for a murderer. I would have been lazy to take care of you. I have to go to the construction site tomorrow and have no energy to talk nonsense with you. Where do you love? Don't die in my house."

The old man said with a sinister smile, "I just like to die in your house, which makes you embarrassed. Why? It's just right that you're such a suckling boy who doesn't know how to care for the old and cherish the young. "

On Sunday, my face was in cold sweat. My God, I still cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade. If the jade is the virtue, it's better not to watch and have nightmares all day long.

On Sunday, seeing the old man sitting on the bed, he hummed, "I'm not doing anything right now? You go to sleep and get out of here tomorrow

At this time, the old man changed his playful smile and said solemnly: "this time, I have suffered a lot of injuries. I want to heal them by myself. You should guard the wind for me. No one is allowed to disturb me. Otherwise, I will hang up."

Zhou Tiandao: "what are you doing? I'm not your grandson and I'm not your servant. Why should I listen to you. I don't care. You can do it yourself. "

The old man said with a sneer: "if I die, you are the indirect murderer. When the time comes, the police will come to you, and there will be countless top-ranking experts looking for you. You will die without a burial place."

Zhou Tianjing said: "you, you, you don't scare me, I, I, I'm not scared big."

The old man sneered: "you try to know."

"You," said Zhou Tian helplessly, "OK, you are cruel. I will guard the wind for you." Indignant out of the door, picked up a small bench, sat in the door, hate the curse: "I wish you to eat choked to death, to the toilet to urinate to death, in short, you die."

Seeing Zhou Tian sitting at the door, the old man nodded with approval. He silently took a breath of genuine Qi, which flowed slowly along the eight meridians of the meridians, and opened several blocked acupoints by virtue of his 100 year old true Qi.

Thinking of the task, the old man couldn't help but scold his father and mother. How happy he was to be at ease. Those old guys from the National Security Bureau said that some foreigners wanted to plot a plot against China, so they asked themselves to investigate. A survey on the investigation of this poor corner, which is even if, unexpectedly jumped out of a few first-class masters.

If it had not been for the subversion of Emperor Wu, I would not have found the corpse. That's fine, but why didn't the support people come? What's going on here? Is it a conspiracy?

The old man sighed a little. He knew that the first-class masters they met were not ordinary people. According to their levels, they had reached the master's mid-term masters. There are few such masters in the world, not to mention the four ancient martial arts families, Shaolin, Wudang and other six sects that have survived. How did they come from? Why ambush yourself? What is the purpose?

There was a flash of light in the old man's brain. Was it related to that organization?

The world is a mysterious and omnipotent organization. It is said that at the beginning of the founding of Tianxia, this organization was a peerless master with powerful powers. It recruited nine first-class and first-class masters in the world and organized it, known as the top ten shuras. One of the top ten masters can dominate the world and make the whole Chinese people sleep and eat hard.

Over the past 50 years, the world has been permeated everywhere. The elite talents of various countries have their shadow. In China, many high-ranking officials have been captured by them, forming a huge power group.

Even the invincible International League of killers is also taboo to this organization. If it is really them, it will be really troublesome this time.

The old man sighed, and gradually entered the realm of forgetting both things.

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