Leisurely cultivating life

The children reacted, in order to satisfy their desire for stories, in order not to go home so early.

One by one, they pinched their legs or tapped their shoulders, not to mention how attentive they were.

The old man stretched comfortably and said, "Comfortable, comfortable..."

"Grandpa Shun, feel better... let's continue talking..."

The old man didn't feel the disappointment just now. He raised his eyes to look at the faces of the children, squinted his eyes, stroked his belly and sighed: "I'm sorry for the old man who is alone. After talking for a long time, the worms in his stomach have started to grow." It's barking, what should I do?"

"..."

The boy pinching his shoulders was stunned, glanced at the statue in his pocket, then gritted his teeth, and reached into his arms tremblingly.

Struggling and longing reflected each other on the face of a little boy at the same time.

"Shunja, long time no see!"

At this moment, a warm voice sounded, and the children subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw a young man with a white face and beardless, dressed in Tsing Yi, with a smile on his face.

The man in Tsing Yi ignored the curiosity of the children, looked at the old man whose expression had become dull, smiled lightly, and asked very gently: "Tell me, where are they?"

The old man suppressed the fear in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "You should know, what is this place?"

"Yeah, how could I not know, I should have known as early as 1000 years ago." The man in Tsing Yi said with a half-smile.

"Happy family, endless descendants." The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand and put it on the head of a little girl who looked like five or six years old.

"You know? For all of this, I am very envious. I have been given a mission since I was born. I have no companions, no grandpa who tells stories like you, and what I have is endless practice, practice, and practice. , until we find you and take back what belongs to us!"

In the last sentence, the man in Tsing Yi was a little out of control, and a faint seal pattern appeared between his eyebrows.

"pain!"

The little girl burst into tears, as if she was pinched by the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head, stared at the little girl expressionlessly, and said, "You know what? When I was your age, the pain I endured was more than ten thousand times that of yours. The word 'crime' between my eyebrows is always there. Not to spur me, to remind me."

While speaking, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to have peeled off a layer of skin between his brows, revealing a strange blood-red seal pattern.

At this moment, all the attendants following the man in Tsing Yi froze, and then lowered their heads with lightning speed.

"Yin Xun, you can come at me, why bother a child, she doesn't know anything!"

The old man rushed over at once, and stretched out his hand to take the little girl from Yin Xun's hand.

This was a subconscious action. It wasn't until he was about to touch the little girl that the old man panicked and remembered the viciousness of the person in front of him.

But what surprised him was that he picked up the little girl without any hindrance, and there was no hindrance in the whole journey.

"Do you know the character on the center of my eyebrows?" Yin Xun tapped the seal pattern on the center of the eyebrows with his finger.

"Sin, the unforgivable sin, is the most vicious word in the world. There is no one. He tortured all my people to the heavens and the earth, leaving me alone to live in the world. Know how I have lived for so many years ?"

Yin Xun's face was distorted, and the sound of madness resounded in the courtyard.

"You are not allowed to bully Grandpa Shun!"

At this moment, a black and thin boy stood up, holding a statue in his hand, with a serious face.

"Legend will punish you big bad!"

Chapter 547 Big Trouble (2/2)

"It's just a dead thing!" Looking at the statue of the little boy Zhou Zhong in front of him, the corners of Yin Xun's lips twitched slightly.

Today, no one can stop him.

"Ah~"

The old man sighed and said, "I'll take you there!"

"Wise choice!"

Yin Xun smiled, his face became calm again, as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until he walked out of the courtyard that the old man noticed several figures above the gates of each house. At a glance, the whole village was surrounded by people.

As you go further into the village, the buildings that appear become older and older.

It wasn't until they came to a courtyard full of vicissitudes of life that the group stopped.

"Here we are!" said the old man.

"Are you there?" Yin Xun didn't seem to be lying when he looked at the old man, but he seemed to understand something vaguely when he saw the empty scene in front of him.

"Blood!"

At this moment, a blood light flashed from Yin Xun's eyes.

"What are you trying to do!! Stop it, stop it!!"

The old man shouted loudly, he found that the figures surrounding the whole village had drawn out their sharp blades, under Yin Xun's wave of hand.

"Hey~~~"

The blood splattered across the void, and some spots even dripped on the old man's face.

"How dare you..." The old man pointed at Yin Xun tremblingly.

"Why don't I dare?" Yin Xun asked with a half-smile, with the word 'crime' in blood red on his eyebrows.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~~"

Streaks of golden blood rushed out from those bodies that were always lying on the ground, sinking into Yin Xun's palm.

"I am a sinner, I am a sinner..."

As if he couldn't bear such a big blow, the old man suddenly became talking to himself, like a madman.

"My lord, the person from the princess' mansion just left!"

At this time, a subordinate came to report.

"Princess House?"

Yin Xun frowned when he heard the words, and said after a long time: "Yes, the princess has always had feelings for that person, so naturally he will pay attention to everything about him."

He wasn't afraid of Zhao Yueru, he was afraid that Zhou Fan would be attracted.