Long Live the Counterattack

　　 "Brother, we are not bad guys, not the driving phishing scam gangs mentioned on the Internet, don't worry, we are really urgent, please point me to the road!" The Bancuntou driver was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.

　　 On the way, he was so miserable that he was shaken by others, and he walked a lot of injustice.

　　 But who can you blame?

Some time ago, in such places as Dongshan Heping|Lake, a group of people drove around on the road, looking for opportunities, using asking for directions as an excuse, waiting for good-hearted people to be fooled, and immediately carried out fraud or robbery, let Dongshanping|Hu two cities, especially below The simple villagers of the towns and villages have been recruited, and they have almost reached the level of "asking the way". Even the uncle of the traffic police warned everyone not to chat with people casually on the road. Who would dare to find death at this moment? In fact, a lot of indifference is established in this way. Kind people are always injured repeatedly, but in the end they are not understood and treated fairly.

　　 There is no person in power to support the people, there is no correct handling, things happen without seeking the truth, as a result, cunning liars often succeed.

　　 Power has even become an umbrella for some scumbags.

　　 The rabbits hurt a lot.

　　 Over time, even if you have a hot heart, it will slowly get colder.

　　 This is not a quality problem at all, but an IQ problem. This is a kind of protection for the people themselves. When doing good deeds becomes death, some people in power still ridiculed it and attacked it with big sticks, even if the publicity said it was too big to fall, it would be useless... If you do it, you will fall into a pit when you are wronged. Others are indifferent and ruthless, are you sure this is not teasing me?

　　 Lin Dong groaned slightly, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the stubborn driver: "You have passed by, you should go back. At the entrance in front, turn left."

　　 The board-inch driver was overjoyed: "Thank you brother, thank you!"

Without waiting for him to drive, Lin Dong said again: "It's useless for you to go to the Dragon King Temple in this situation. If the child is shocked, it might be useful for the gods’ temple to call down the soul for help, but they can’t be cured. Your child. She is Zhong Gu, you let your enemy be black hands, and you won’t be able to cure it indiscriminately!"

　　 "What?" The Ban-inch driver was stunned.

　　 He opened his mouth to speak.

　　 I don’t know where to start.

　　 He is convinced that modern scientific civilization despise feudal superstition, he usually disdains such unscientific things, Zhonggu? what is that? But the current strange facts made him unable to open his mouth to argue.

"Nu Nu is Zhong Gu? You, how did you see it? Do you know who will treat it? Please, save her, just say how much you want, we don't care at all costs, we just want to save her life... "The rear window opened, revealing a beautiful face of pear blossoms with rain and sorrow. She held a four or five-year-old girl in her arms. She seemed to be having a high fever, more like a nightmare, and that small body kept on. The ground was trembling, and in his dehydrated little mouth, there were cries of horror from time to time. However, he couldn't wake up from his nightmare, and he was suffering in pain, which made people feel uneasy.

　　 The little girl is now in a very low-level Gu technique.

　　 In the world of comprehension, the most scumbag and incompetent apprentice of witchcraft, the technique issued by it is hundreds of times stronger than this Gu technique. However, in this mortal world where the shopkeeper’s sister Yun Youyou has never seen the existence of similar people, this kind of evil spirit witchcraft can barely be said to be "Gu", maybe it is very good. Something mighty.

　　 After all, for ordinary people, Gu technique is an extremely terrifying existence. Except for the Gu people, the outside world has no way to resolve it, and it is not easy to go to the hospital.

　　 Lin Dong didn't want to care about this kind of mess.

　　 This level of Gu technique and the performer is extremely incompetent in his eyes, even ridiculous.

　　 The spiritual energy in this world is weak. It is estimated that giant pandas are still rare for comprehension. Even if there are qi practitioners in the world, they may be cultivated through martial arts. This is the old man who tastes tea in the yoyo hut.

　　 Innate limitation.

　　 plus no real law.

　　 This kind of gas refiner has been wandering in the realm of gas refining all his life.

　　 In the mortal world, the circulated arithmetic techniques and evil thoughts are not considered formal cultivation, at most they can be counted as a side door, or even a side door. For example, things like folk dancing gods, helpers, and xiagu may be mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, but these have nothing to do with cultivation, and they are very low and can only affect ordinary people.

　　 This kind of dross has existed since ancient times, and existence is reasonable, and Lin Dong didn't bother to care about it.

　　 However, since he saw this little girl, he felt that she was very similar to the other little sister he had just met when he was crossing.

　　 Not long after Lin Dong passed through, he had been wandering for a while before he met the old beggar. Because of language barriers and being too weak, Lin Dong even struggled to survive. In an early morning, Lin Dong woke up from hunger and found that he had fainted unknowingly in front of a small family house. The life of this family is equally difficult. They rely on the nearby little sect of "Bijianzong" to work in exchange for shelter and livelihood, and they dare not take in a "patient" of unknown origin like Lin Dong. They are afraid that Lin Dong will die. When I left, I didn't dare to open the wooden door, but in my own dog hole, he handed out a steaming steamed bun.

　　 In the dog hole, Lin Dong saw a cute little girl tilting her head and looking at him.

　　 Little hands put down a bowl of broth and slowly rolled it out: "Brother, you eat!"

　　 her smile.

　　 is a hundred times brighter than the morning sun.

　　 Lin Dong's heart was suddenly illuminated, he knew that he would never forget this warm smile...

After more than six years, the Bijianzong, the clique of which the family depended on for survival, maliciously offended Xueheshan, the martial art sect of cultivation, and was slaughtered, and all the disciples were destroyed. They were also trafficked by servants like servants, and the whole family of the little sister was sold. When he went to work as a slave in Mingxintang two thousand miles away, Lin Dong learned that in order to repay the virtue of the meal, he had used hundreds of spiritual stones to redeem his family. No matter how cheeky, I went to seek shelter from all the sects I knew to take them in, and even pretended to use the name of Misty Fairy Appreciation to send promising little sisters to the "Fun Fei Fairy Gate", which was all female cultivators, to be beginner disciples. . UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com

　　 "Brother, you eat!" For this sentence, Lin Dong ran back and forth for thousands of miles, paid thousands of Lingshi for the ransom, and even had a grudge with Blood River and Mountain. When Lin Dong carried his little sister on the road to search for immortals, he was misunderstood as the orphan of the head of the Jade Sword Sect. As a result, the two were chased and killed by the elite disciples of the inner sect of the blood river mountain.

　　 However, Lin Dong thinks it is worth it.

　　 If there weren’t the original ‘Brother, you eat’, how could today be?

　　The virtue of a meal may not be great to others, but for him, the grace of survival is more than ten million!

The little goddess of Zhonggu is somewhat similar to the little sister back then. I remember that when she was hunted down by the disciples of the Blood River Mountain and its vassal sect, the Black Witch Sect, the little sister was hit by a nightmare witch curse, and she was also in a nightmare. Torture, high fever, not awake. Lin Dong moisturized her body with overdraft energy, while carrying her on his back, fleeing in the rain frantically, for three days and three nights, without stopping, until he hurryed down under the celestial mountain, did he declare his escape...

At that time, the little sister was sent up the mountain and her safety was confirmed. Lin Dong, who was barely able to support her after being burned with her life, fainted immediately. After that, she suffered from a full-foot illness for a month, and then she gradually recovered. come.

　　 Recalling the moments of the year, Lin Dong's thoughts surging slightly.

　　 is a fate in life!

　　 is nothing but a hand for myself.

But for others, it might be the grace of life... Lin Dong pressed his thoughts, as if he was going to rescue himself and his little sister, who was helpless back then, gently tapped his finger on the roof of the car: "Hold her. Come out!"