Immortality Cultivation Era

The rose fairy went away and finally stopped.

She turned her face and looked at a yard. The reason why she stopped at this place was because the rancid smell here seemed to be more intense.

Although I don't know what is going on, it is inevitable that I will be disturbed when I ask about such a taste.

Thinking for a moment, she stepped on her legs and walked into the yard.

In the yard, a carriage was parked.

This carriage was brought by the former caravan.

Just when the rose fairy wanted to go in, he found the big door, standing a young man, staring at his toes and looking into the yard.

"Isn't this the former storyteller at the entrance to the village?" The rose fairy had some doubts and looked quietly.

At this time, the courtyard door was suddenly opened.

A young and strong man came out and saw the scholar, frowning.

"who are you?"

The young and strong man was also in the former caravan. In fact, the rose fairy did not pay too much attention, but the clothes on the other side were incompatible with other people in the village.

He looked at the scholar with vigilance and his face was not good.

The scholar saw him, but he was very happy and ran quickly.

"Come on, go quickly!" The scholar just opened his mouth and was interrupted by a violent drink.

"Mixed! Surnamed Liu, are you finished? Come to our house! Are you looking for death!"

A middle-aged man, carrying a leg, holding a wooden stick in his hand, looked like a sullen face, his eyes were shining with fierce light, and his words were quite bad.

Gao Zhuang man frowned and said: "Dr. Xiao, who is this person?"

"Haha, brother, you don't know, this Lai's scholar, nicknamed the scholar, but in the day to do some chicken burglars!"

"Is there such a thing?" Dahan was also a glimpse. He looked at the storyteller and shook his head. "I said that this kid is looking at the yard here, and the thief is blind."

In fact, originally, he did not think that the scholar looked at the place where there was a thief, but no matter when, people had a preconceived notion.

Listening to the owner of this yard, he said that he was also very disgusted with the scholar. He only thought about whether he would rush to the front and let the other person regret coming to this world. After thinking for a while, he still gave up the idea. After all, the village None of the people in it,

I really have no reason to shoot.

"You are going to be advanced, I will drive this lame **** away!" said the lame man.

"Well... Xiao Big Brother doesn't need help?"

"Haha, no!"

"Ok."

When the big man returned to the yard, the lame man was only exposed.

"Globe! What do you want to do?"

"I..." Faced with a lame man alone, the storyteller was a bit stunned.

"Hey, what do you do on weekdays, I don't care about you! But these days, you better give me the truth, the last bitterness of the flesh, have you forgotten?"

The scholar took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

"Why, I still want to do something to Laozi?"

"You are like this, you have to be retributed!"

"Haha! Get out of the way! Even if you want to be retribution, Lao Tzu is better than you, and eats more than you!" said the lame man. "If you don't be honest, I will tell the village chief!"

Mr. Shuo said a moment of silence.

Looking at the lame man back to the yard, Mr. Shuo said that he was silent for a long time, slowly sighed, his face was dignified, his eyes were turbid, and he immediately looked up at the sky, and the sky was gray.

“The saints often say that the benevolent is good, but those who are not benevolent, but have not been retribution, can the saints lie to me?!”

The rose fairy was deeply touched, and the suspicion in her heart, thinking for a moment, went into the yard.

After entering the yard, the rancid smell became more and more intense. She pondered for a long time, and suddenly saw the lame man appearing, holding a flower basket in her hand, walking behind the house, slowly moving the water tank, and there was a passage.

I saw a lame man, licking the body, because the movement is inconvenient, the speed is also very slow, almost tossing for a minute, the body enters the passage.

The rose fairy is close behind.

Below the cave is the cellar. When you come here, the rose fairy is also the source of the rancid smell.

Below, with a candlelight, the light is bright, and the Rose Fairy is surprised that there are seven or eight candlelights here, and dozens of unused new candles are placed next to them. Knowing the cost, it forms a strong contrast with the inexplicable houses on the top.

To the surprise of the Rose Fairy, there are still two women in the cellar, all wearing only a thin coat, with their hands and feet clasping the chain, like a beast, the head is scattered, and the lame man is seen, they are shocked.

Scared, and began to avoid the corner.

"Afraid of a hammer! If I want to kill you, I have already started, and I will give Laozi a wife. When you are awkward, you will be ruined by Laozi. When you are old, I will release you!" The man kicked the lid on the flower basket. The orchid rags contain some hoes and some pickles.

He stepped forward and kicked a tub under his feet, pouring the steamed buns and pickles inside. In another porcelain pot, he poured some water.

It is like raising a farm animal at home.

The two women, like unbeatable beasts, dragged the chains and rushed toward the two pots and began to grab food.

The lame man couldn’t smile, and he took a stool and sat down, squinting his eyes, revealing a slow sigh in his eyes. It seemed that he enjoyed the feeling of being a woman.

"Let's eat more, try to give me a baby, the woman in the village can't look at me, but it's okay, haha, isn't that still there? Your men are dead, now they are eaten, as long as you obey, I can let you live, otherwise, you have to follow them to die." In the end, the lame man can not restrain the smug, this feeling of mastering his life killing power, let him fluttering, thinking in his mind Even the gods in the sky can't compare themselves?

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up, walked to the front, grabbed one of the women, and opened her messy hair, revealing a handsome face, even if it was full of gray, but it could not cover it very pretty.

"You, my mother, the first time I came to my yard, I was not able to get your hook. It’s nothing more than watching your eyes. Your man would dare to swear a few words. My mother, when did I have been like this? Wronged? Now he has not only been eaten, but even the bones have been broken by Laozi! Hehe..." The lame man smiled sullenly, and his movements were not slow. He had already faded the woman’s coat, one hand. He slaps and pushes the woman directly to the ground.

Another woman, just looked up and looked at it, her eyes were dull, and she quickly ate her hoe, as if she had not seen anything.

Perhaps at this moment, what she thinks in her mind is: Don't come to me, don't come to me...

The rose fairy couldn’t bear to look again. She also knew what would happen next. Without hesitation, she immediately left the cellar.

"This idiot, really damn..." Out of the cellar, her face did not improve.

All along, she felt that the gap between those mortals and their cultivators was very large, like ants, but now she suddenly realized that the original ants were so terrible.

If such a person becomes a cultivator, how many people are unlucky?