Li Qing's guess was correct. Something happened at the power supply station.

Wang Ping remembered that he was still in the villa just now. The next second, it seemed that a gust of wind was blowing on his face. Then he closed his eyes. In less than a second, when he opened his eyes again, he came to A completely strange place.

There was an iron gate in front of him. He took a few steps back and saw clearly that there was a small power supply station in front of him.It is only about 20 meters high, boxy, and very dilapidated.The reason why he recognized it as a power supply station in an instant was because on the rusted iron door, there was a wooden sign with the words, 'Devil Town Power Station' written on it.The handwriting was red, and it should have been painted with red paint. However, in Wang Ping's eyes, the red color seemed to reveal a slight smell of blood, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Wang Ping originally wanted to fly, so he first observed the surrounding terrain, then found the location of the villa and flew back.

However, at the moment when he was using his celestial power to fly away, suddenly, a woman's scream came from behind the iron gate.

"Help, help, who will help me!"

Wang Ping frowned, hesitating.

He knew in his heart that under such circumstances, it was very likely that the iron gate was a trap for that demon Freddy, but he still hesitated.Because he is the swordsman Wang Ping.

Swordsman Wang Ping, the reason why he can be called a swordsman is because he is also a very warm-hearted man while going out to slay demons on behalf of Wudang Mountain.It is a common thing to roar when seeing injustice on the road.Even if he has experienced the world of mortals, if he encounters something that is not pleasing to the eye, he will attack in anger.When he was young, there were several times when he couldn't get used to the urban ruffians bullying passers-by. In a rage, he flew out with a sword and sent all the ruffians to the underworld to sign up.Because of this, Wudang Mountain is not uncommonly approached by the dragon group of the country, saying, I know what you are doing is right, those wicked people should be killed, but you have to pay attention to the method, you are practitioners, and we are mortals.Not to mention that well water does not violate river water, but there should be mutual rules and regulations.Well, let me make it clear, after your strong swordsman Wang Ping kills someone, can't he just dispose of the body?Do you know how many lies we have to make up to cover up the existence of you practitioners, in order to explain that the flying swords that some enthusiastic people took with their mobile phones are not flying swords but their illusions?Hey, in short, let your swordsman Wang Ping calm down a bit, hello, hello, hello everyone, it's all for work.

In this regard, everyone in Wudang Mountain nodded their heads and expressed their understanding.But understanding is understanding, want them to scold their uncle?That is impossible.Everyone knew that Wang Ping, the uncle who used to be amiable, held his breath when he was fine, but if anyone provoked him, it would be a disaster.No matter who you are, even if you are the son of the head of Wudang or a peerless beauty, in the eyes of the uncle, you are like shit pulled out by some dog on the street, which annoys him.It is said that there was a second-generation disciple who relied on his family's worldly connections and had a relationship with an elder in Wudang Mountain. Because he was dissatisfied with his uncle Wang Ping's various practices in the world, he came forward to criticize him. That night, he was stripped of his identity. Hanging above the mountain gate, the cold wind blew all night.Practitioners have a good physique, so of course they won't get a fever and catch a cold because of the night wind, but it's embarrassing to say the least.

Swordsman Wang Ping, when he was young, was really crazy, and no one paid attention to him. Among them, the most talked about thing is a past event 36 years ago.

It was snowing heavily that day.

Wang Ping, like before, would go down the mountain every once in a while to practice in the world of mortals.When he came to a village, he saw a group of strong men surrounding a woman from a long distance away, speaking incoherently and even moving their hands and feet.In a fit of rage, he rushed over and beat the crap out of those men.Before the group of men left, they still put down their harsh words.

"Where did the meddling bastard come from? Do you think that if you can protect her for a while, you can protect her forever? They are all from the same village, who doesn't know who? Take her away if you have the ability, otherwise, wait for you After we leave, let's see how we deal with her!"

People are gone.

The woman was in disheveled clothes and sat on the ground.

Wang Ping asked, "Why did they insult you?"

The woman replied: "My father likes to gamble. He lost all the money in the family and owed a lot of debts. He jumped into the river last night, leaving me alone with his 10 yuan in foreign debts. Those people are all creditors. Come to collect debts, I have no money, so I want to arrest me for doing that kind of thing..."

that kind of thing?that kind?Wang Ping thought for a while, and then he knew.Seeing that this woman is only in her early 20s, if she is placed in the city, she may be just a college student who is still in college.But in this poor country, it is suffering such suffering.

Wang Ping said coldly: "This group of people deserve to die."

The woman stood up, patted the dust on her body, and said, "They should be damned, but it is an undeniable fact that I owe them money. Brother, thank you, but you still don't want to meddle in my affairs. It's all my life, and I accept my fate."

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, "Why do you want to accept your fate?"

The woman raised a bitter smile, "Because, this is my life!"

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Wang Ping did not leave.Instead, they built a temporary hut near the woman's house and lived there.

Sure enough, although the group of creditors came to collect their debts every day, they only dared to yell at the door and dared not enter the door when they saw that the weird person who drove them away with three punches and two kicks lived near the woman's house.

One day, a woman came to deliver food.

"No need to send, I won't eat."

What Wang Ping said was taken for granted. He is a practitioner and has already entered the bigu period. Even if he does not eat or drink for a year or so, he will not die.

"How can I do it without eating? Brother, you have helped me so much, so I can only repay you in this way."

"I don't need your answer."

"Then why did you save me?"

"Because I want to save."

I think, I will do it.

This is Wang Ping's way.

The woman was stunned for a moment, placed the food on the ground in the small thatched shed, bowed down and saluted, and said seriously: "This big brother, my name is Zhao Ruyi."

Wang Ping frowned, but then regained his composure.

"Good name."

"So, brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Ping."

"Also a good name."

The dialogue is simple and not simple.At least, when Wang Ping saw the happy smile of the other party after knowing his name, he felt very uneasy.

After practicing Taoism for many years, the restless mood rarely appeared in his heart.

In the next few days, a woman named Zhao Ruyi would come to deliver some simple and delicious meals every day, such as vinegared cabbage, stir-fried beans, pickled mustard, etc., except that there was no meat dish.Although Wang Ping is not a meat eater, well, it should be said that he is not a person who likes to eat. He feels that wasting his time on such meaningless things as eating is a person who has great disrespect for himself. .But after seeing this kind of food without oil and water for a long time, doubts arose in my heart.

"You only eat this every day?"

"Well, my family has no money, so I can't afford meat."

"But I didn't see you go out to make money either."

"I don't have any skills, I haven't read a book, I don't know how to work in the fields, and I don't know how to make money."

"You can try to learn something."

Zhao Ruyi cried, "What can I learn? Those creditors come to me every day and ask me for money every day. I dare not even come out of my house now. I am afraid that if I leave, they will occupy my house." , when the time comes, I won’t even have a home.”

Wang Ping nodded, expressing his understanding.

Zhao Ruyi hesitated to speak.

Wang Ping guessed what she wanted to say.

"I'm a Taoist priest. I can slay demons and slay demons, and I can be a chivalrous man in the common people. But, unfortunately, I can't make money either."

Zhao Ruyi lowered her head with a disappointed expression.

In fact, Wang Ping did not say the second half of the sentence - even if I have money, I will not give it to you.

People, after all, they must strive for self-improvement.

Only when you are strong, you are truly powerful.

I can save you, but I won't help you.

This is Wang Ping's way.

In other words, truth.

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