On the Avenue

Chapter 138 The Sorrow of Heavenly Listener

Creator Xiaowu stayed at Chen's house and gradually became anxious.

"Two days, two days at most! We must kill Xiao Shi in these two days and burn him to daddy!"

His handsome face was a little twisted and ferocious. He followed Chen Shi to steal melons from the old lady Wuzhu's field. He thought to himself, "Kill Chen Shi first, and then kill the troublesome dog! Do you want to kill the little guy named Li Tianqing? No need to do it yet. Kill him, he knows how to wash clothes, leave his life to wash the clothes for me, kill him if he can’t wash them clean!”

He thought a little excitedly: "Where is Wuzhu? Can I kill Wuzhu? Well, if I kill Wuzhu, if this old woman goes to the underworld, my father will definitely not be happy, and he will blame me for being unfilial and burn an old woman for him... …”

He thought about it carefully and decided not to kill him, leaving Wu Zhu alive.

"Squat down!" Chen Shi whispered.

Creation Xiao Wu quickly squatted down, and the two of them squatted in the melon field, quietly watching.

I saw the old lady Wuzhu patrolling the melon fields as if she had noticed something.

Creator Xiao Wu's heart was pounding, and he felt that this scene was a bit exciting, as if he and his father Chen Yin were in the realm of ghosts and gods in Despair Slope, avoiding the inspection of gods.

Under the huge statues of Despair Slope, he was hiding here and there like Father Mouse, and those huge gods looked like torches, shining through holes, and from time to time they would poke their heads under the statues to search for their traces!

The old lady Wuzhu, who was leaning on a cane, was patrolling her melon field like a god of despair, giving him the same sense of excitement!

Suddenly, the old lady Wuzhu said with a smile: "It turns out to be a scorpion. I thought it was Chen Xiucai. Go, hurry up! Chen Xiucai saw you, and you will be served in the evening!"

The old lady Wuzhu drove the scorpion away from the melon field.

Chen Shi and Zaishu Xiaowu each held a watermelon and carefully walked out of the melon field.

The cockroach came back to steal melons again, but Chen Xiucai stepped forward, punched him to death, and carried him home.

Chen Shi handed the yun to the black pot to wash and peel it, and cooked in the evening. Then he went out with the creator Xiaowu to fish in the Yudai River.

It’s just that there aren’t many fish in the river, and no fish has taken the bait for a long time.

The creator, Xiao Wu, was impatient and raised his hand and blasted a thunderbolt into the river. Suddenly, hundreds of fish on the river turned up with their white bellies.

The two of them hurriedly fished for fish. Chen Shi said, "There are too many fish, so catch them all and give them to the villagers."

Creation Xiao Wu was puzzled and said: "What are you giving it to them for? Is there any benefit?"

Chen Shi explained: "When you plant melons in a melon field, you need to fertilize, weed, loosen the soil, and water frequently so that the melons can grow better and produce more fruits. The same is true for the villagers. You must not drain the water and exploit the villagers all at once. . Give them some benefits from time to time, give them some fish, cows, pigs, etc., so that the villagers will be more motivated and grow better."

Creation Xiaowu was stunned and wanted to refute him, but what he said made sense.

"Here's nonsense!" He thought for a moment and said dismissively.

The two collected the fish and delivered them door to door.

When the villagers saw the village boss coming to deliver fish, they were frightened and grateful. Chen Shi borrowed some more green onions and coriander, and the two returned home. Gouzi was already making stew, and Li Tianqing helped to cook the pot.

"You can start tonight!"

The creator, Xiaowu, thought, "In the dead of night, kill Xiaoshi first, then Gouzi, and then send the whole village to the underworld to be with daddy, leaving only Mrs. Wuzhu!"

He thought about the happy place, his eyes were smiling, and there was a smile on his face.

Chen Shi saw him smiling and felt very happy.

In the evening, Chen Shi released Sang Yu and still asked her to guard Huangpo Village.

But Sang Yu was still a little unhappy, because it was too comfortable to stay in Chen Shi's shrine. She sat on the shrine, receiving incense, and having the righteousness of heaven and earth washing around her, which made her cultivation level rise.

There is no such benefit in going back to the tree.

"I wonder if the young master will take me into the small temple tomorrow." She thought to herself.

But when Sang Yu saw the creation Xiao Wu, he wondered: "Why is he here?"

Others didn't recognize the creation Xiaowu, but she did.

Because Zaiwu Xiaowu has been to Huangpo Village many times, as the godmother of Huangpo Village, she can naturally distinguish Zaiwu Xiaowu and Chen Tang.

However, she had never heard of the evil done by the creator Xiao Wu, so she didn't take it to heart.

After dinner, Xiao Wu helped clean the pot and wash the dishes. Seeing that Chen Shi was still busy, he prepared pots and pots of medicinal materials and poured them into the pot. He was confused: "What is this? Don't worry about what he does. I am so hard-hearted that I will send him to see his father tonight!”

Then he saw the black pot lighting the fire in front of the small stove and boiling medicine, and he felt even more puzzled.

Gouzi prepared the medicine, and Chen Shi picked up the dark pot of potion with a strange smell and drank it all in one gulp.

"He's a foodie."

Seeing this, Xiao Wu, the creator, secretly praised in his heart, "When roasting a goose, you must first prepare the seasonings, stuff them into the goose's belly while it is still alive, and marinate it from the inside. He knows how to marinate himself."

Chen Shi took the potion out of the cauldron and poured it into the vat, which was also placed on the fire.

He took off his clothes and soaked in the potion, while the black pot was lit under the vat and added firewood.

Creator Xiao Wu is increasingly satisfied: “The inside must be marinated to taste, and the outside must also be marinated to taste, so that it tastes delicious.”

Suddenly, he saw the cyan ghost hand on Chen Shi's chest. He was slightly startled, walked forward and asked, "Xiao Shi, what's going on with this handprint on your chest?"

Seeing that he cared about her, Chen Shi was moved and wanted to keep a straight face, but he relaxed and said, "It's my disease. Haven't I been dead for ten years? In the past two years after my resurrection, I often fell ill, every night I had to boil some medicine, otherwise the blue ghost hand on my chest would easily attack and pinch my heart, causing me to die many times. Fortunately, my grandfather was at home and could save me."

Creation Xiaowu was silent for a moment and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Chen Shi said, "Sometimes it hurts to death."

Creator Xiao Wu stared at the blue ghost hand with a solemn expression and said, "Your grandpa can't solve it either?"

Chen Shi nodded slightly.

Creation Xiaowu reached out and touched the back of his head. There was a scar as thick as a thumb on the back of his head. The scar bulged like a big centipede lying on the back of his head.

"This is the scar left by cutting off my divine fetus."

Chen Shi smiled and said, "The wound has healed long ago. It doesn't hurt normally. It hurts a little on rainy days, but it's bearable."

Creation Xiao Wu exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in a hoarse voice: "You have also suffered a lot, more than I have suffered."

Chen Shi fell silent.

Creation Xiaowu saw ripples on the water surface of the medicine tank, which were caused by water droplets hitting the water surface.

Chen Shi felt the care of the people around him. For the first time since his grandfather passed away, he felt the care of his closest relatives.

After he had taken the medicinal bath, Zaowu Xiaowu stood behind the window lattice and looked out the window at Chen Shi, shirtless, practicing the Seven Refinements of the Big Dipper in the yard.

This kid's aptitude was obviously outstanding, but he still worked harder than anyone else, which made him feel ashamed.

The dog is dragging the medicine tank, pouring out the medicine in the medicine tank, and then bringing a basin of water to clean the medicine tank.

Creation Xiaowu looked at this scene, his heart was like a tide, rising and falling.

After Chen Shi practiced, he fell asleep, and Li Tianqing also fell asleep in the west wing.

The dog returned to the kennel and slept on top of the black iron pellets.

Only the creator, Xiaowu, was still awake.

The moonlight was thick and it was the time when he committed the murder.

He flew up, passed through the window lattice, and arrived outside Huangpo Village.

Outside Huangpo Village, seven Tiantingzhe in strange costumes rode cranes to the outside of the village and landed.

These seven people are the Tiantingers who are responsible for the affairs of the entire Xinxiang Province. They have much greater power than the Tianting apostles. Among the Tiantings, they rank above the apostles.

According to status, the Heavenly Listeners are divided into five levels: apostle, deacon, venerable, venerable king, and venerable lord. The apostle is the lowest level and is responsible for inquiring into all sources of information, monitoring public opinion, and searching for abnormal changes.

The deacon is responsible for a county and a city, sorting out and reporting various news, while the venerable is responsible for coordinating various major events that occur in a province.

Xinxiang Province has sixty deacons and one venerable one.

For example, Chen Shi's casual remarks about killing Tian Tingzhe was a trivial matter to Tian Tingzhe internally. It only required the apostles to closely monitor Chen Shi.

But the appearance of the Ming treasure ship was a big event, so many Tianting apostles came nearby. The Ming treasure ship went down the river and entered the vast sea of ​​darkness. The people on the ship also disappeared, so all the nearby Tianting apostles came. Monitor Chen Shi.

These days, I heard that all the apostles have disappeared, and there has been no news. That's why Tian Ting Zhe sent seven deacons to find out what happened.

These seven people landed and were distributed throughout Huangpo Village.

As soon as one of them landed, he saw big ears growing on the surrounding trees. The big ones were two or three feet long, and the small ones were about a foot long. It was like there were many more fungus in the woods after the rain.

As he walked forward, he saw trumpet-shaped ears growing out of the ground, walls of houses, roofs, water tanks, and rice tanks.

Even Sangyu's true form, the sacred tree, had big ears growing out!

Sang Yu was surprised at her own changes when she saw these ears turning quietly towards Chen Shi's home.

After the deacon Tianting completed his layout, he saw a tall young man walking towards him.

"Heaven listens to do things..."

Just as he said this, the world suddenly started to spin, and the next moment, everything from head to foot was stuffed into the mouth of Creation Xiao Wu, leaving only the legs outside.

The other five Tianting deacons immediately turned their ears towards the direction where the deacon was killed, and listened carefully.

They are so far apart that they cannot see each other with the naked eye and can only be distinguished by sound.

"I hate you peepers the most." They heard a strange voice.

The next moment, another Tianting deacon saw a young man walking towards him.

Among the seven deacons, one deacon accidentally landed on the loess hill. As soon as he landed, he knelt on the ground with a thud, covered in cold sweat.

The loess was like the sky, pressing on his body, making him unable to move.

The luck of the other six Tianting deacons was much better and they did not end up near Huangtugang.

When the creator Xiao Wu ate the six Tianting deacons, he was still alive, but he couldn't activate the magic and didn't know what was going on outside.

When he heard the footsteps, he tried to look up, and finally saw the creature Xiao Wu walking towards him.

"Shua——"

His world fell into darkness.

"It turns out to be Xiao Wu, who is wandering outside in the middle of the night?" Zhu Xiucai's voice came from Huangtu Hill.

"A talented teacher?"

Creation Xiaowu stopped and looked at Zhu Xiucai hanging under the old willow tree.

Zhu Xiucai said: "Xiao Wu, you haven't been here for a long time. Where have you been all these years?"

Creation Xiao Wu said: "I committed a crime and was suppressed by dad. Is dad really dead?"

Zhu Xiucai nodded gently and said, "He is really dead. He used the corpse refining method to refine himself into a zombie, and then used water and fire to refine himself so that he would not decay. He was illuminated by the moonlight, and his devilish nature was aroused. He could not suppress it and could only hide in the underworld."

The sadness in the heart of Creator Xiaowu was relieved a little after hearing this, and he smiled and said, "So this is how he died."

He was in a good mood and said, "The ears of the True God outside the sky are always too long. I don't like it. I will cut off his ears in Xinxiang."

He jumped up and turned into a sword light and went away.

Zhu Xiucai watched him escape with the sword light and whispered, "I am afraid that Creator Xiaowu's reappearance in the world is not a good thing! This guy has no sense of good and evil. When he does evil, he is probably more powerful than the devil! He should be at the disaster level, right?"

Tianting Venerable of Xinxiang Province was still waiting for news from the direction of Huangpo Village in the mansion, but no news came. At this time, an unusual sound came from the mansion.

He remained calm, but many tiny things came out from under his clothes.

They were small evil spirits with eight legs, which looked a bit like spiders, but they all had big ears on their backs and crawled quickly.

They grew bigger and bigger as they crawled, crawling onto the walls, the shadows in the corners, the roofs, and the pillars, hiding and listening to all the subtle movements around them.

"My ears can hear everything, even breathing, heartbeats, the sound of blood flowing, and the sound of wind blowing through the hair, so I can grasp all the movements of my opponents."

Tian Ting Zun sat still and said slowly, "Anyone who fights with me, often the moves are cracked by me as soon as they are made. There is no magic in the world that can escape my eyes and ears. No matter how well you hide, I can control it."

He held a pen in his hand, without raising his eyelids, and said lightly: "Everything about you, I know as well as I can see. You are in front of me. , there is no secret at all. Why hide? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaowu, the creator, walked towards him and his voice reached his ears: "So, you are more powerful than those kings?"

"King?"

Tianting Zunzun smiled slightly and said proudly, "Why should the king take action to deal with you?"

Xiaowu, the creator, hummed and said, "Twenty years ago, I killed four of you kings in Jinshan and hung them in the sky as food."

Tianting Zunzun's face suddenly changed. Twenty years ago, four kings were hung in the sky?

He was terrified and finally knew who was in front of him?

"Kacha!"

His neck was broken by Xiaowu, the creator.

Xiaowu, the creator, pushed his body away and turned out the Xinxiang events recorded by Tianting Zunzun over the years. As expected, he found the Chen Shi volume.

He opened it and read it carefully. Tianting Zunzun faithfully recorded the things Chen Shi had done.

"This little guy's style of doing things is not like Chen Tang, but very much like me."

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