Porter of Two Worlds

In the middle of the night, Deyang Town seemed extremely quiet, far less prosperous than the county town, with little lights.

A small inn with a room on the top floor with the doors and windows closed.

On the bed, there was a thin middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, wearing sackcloth, his eyes were slightly closed, strangely, this man didn't breathe at all, he looked like a dead man.

In this room with closed doors and windows, there is an incense burner on the table with three burning incense sticks inserted.

The repeated smoke did not dissipate naturally, but floated in one direction, surrounding the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, miraculously it did not dissipate.

If anyone came here, they would feel cold and numb all over.

Above the head of the thin middle-aged man with closed eyes, surrounded by smoke, there is a dark mist twisted, intertwined with a figure, which is exactly the same as the thin middle-aged man below, but the painting style is different.

Cold, weird, evil.

Impressively, the middle-aged man in linen twitched his eyebrows, and the black mist intertwined with a human shape penetrated from the top of his head in an instant.

The smoke dissipated, and the middle-aged man opened his eyes.

There are results

He talked to himself, got out of bed, and took out a small wooden box from the package on the table. After opening it, there was a strand of hair in it. These hairs were of different lengths, and it was obvious that they did not belong to the same person.

But at this time, all the hair in the wooden box broke!

They are all dead, it seems that I have to do it myself

He narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself, looking a little weird.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man pulled out the incense in the incense burner, extinguished it, and went to bed...

In the lost river forest, on the top of the hill, Bai Yang leaned against the cold Gatlin, with a cigarette in his mouth, smoking one after another, looking at the three moons in the sky in a daze.

In this world, the future of scholars is Shinto monks, so what kind of existence is the Yin God? What kind of means?

He didn't understand, and he couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for a long time.

It's fine if you don't understand, get up and pat your butt, the blood-striped sword next to it flies up, tearing Gatling into pieces.

I'm running out of bullets.

It's useless to keep it. Putting it in the warehouse on the other side of the earth is simply courting death. It's best to destroy it.

With the blood-patterned sword flying beside him, he walked alone in the darkness, heading for the place where Shan Qiulin and the others were hiding.

Hua Sanniang is just a passer-by in his life, life and death are fateful, Bai Yang is not too entangled.

Life is a flash of firework in the long river of history. Everyone is a piece of scenery, a story, seen, heard, walked, cried, laughed, and will be forgotten after time passes.

His thoughts spread out, scanning the hidden dangers around him from time to time, after a few kilometers away from the hill, Bai Yang paused in his footsteps, slightly stunned.

More than 900 meters away from him, there is a rocky mountain, and in a cave, a bonfire flickers.

At the entrance of the cave, two people stood side by side, looking at the dark distance, frowning, they seemed a little nervous, weapons in hand.

These two people are a man and a woman. The man is very young and handsome, with a tall and straight body, dressed in white, with prominent eyebrows and eyes. He holds a sword in his left hand, and his posture is slightly awkward. His right hand is empty and has no arm.

The girl looks sixteen/seven years old, in the prime of her life, the best time in her life, with a delicate face, playful and lovely, a green dress, and a graceful figure.

She held a sharp sword and stood beside the young man.

Scratching his head, Bai Yang was a little dumbfounded. It should be Shan Qiulin's senior brother Jiang Shan and junior junior sister, right? Hey, by the way, what's his little junior sister's name?

Why did they appear in the Lost River Forest?

Stopping in his tracks, Bai Yang observed for a while, and said that although he had never met them face-to-face, due to his own reasons, there was a story of constant cutting and chaos... Accident?

They stopped and looked at the dark distance for a while, and the junior sister looked at Jiang Shan with eyes like water and said, Senior brother, the movement in the distance has calmed down. Although we don't know what happened, the danger is not coming to us. Come in this direction, rest first, I will watch the night.

Looking at the junior sister with a complicated expression, Jiang Shan shook his head and said: Junior sister, you should rest, you have suffered a lot when you came here with me all the way, and there was too much movement before, and you might be in danger. Arm, but it will not become a useless person, if there is any danger, I will notify you as soon as possible.

Lowering her head slightly, the younger junior sister looked at Jiang Shan again and said, Senior brother, we will definitely find a living fruit, so that you can be reborn with a broken arm.

Do your best to obey the destiny. It's good to find it. If I can't find it, I'm destined to become a crippled body. On the contrary, you, junior sister, don't need to take risks with senior brother and me. Jiang Shan shook his head and smiled.

Senior brother, don't say such things. I am very happy with you. I will go wherever you go. No matter what, I will accompany you. The younger sister looked at Jiang Shan and said seriously.

I understand, you should rest first. Jiang Shan smiled and said.

Um

The little junior sister didn't insist anymore, she nodded, and lay down on a piece of animal skin beside her. In the flickering fire, her eyes didn't leave Jiang Shan's figure.

Speechless, Bai Yang curled his lips in the distance, and accidentally saw a picture of an idiot complaining about a man.

However, what is raw fruit? Rebirth with a broken arm, is there such a thing against the sky?

Tsk tsk, there are even life-extending elixir, and Kaihuiguo that develops the brain. It is not unacceptable for this world to have things that can make people rebirth after a broken arm.

Shrugging, Bai Yang left the place.

Back outside the cave, Bai Yang moved the dead branches and leaves blocking the entrance of the cave and shouted inside: Bing'er, come out!

Soon they came out of the earth hole, and Bai Yang had already lit a bonfire, and he was not a groundhog, so he was not interested in drilling holes.

Master, are you alright? Lin Bing'er came to Bai Yang's side and asked in concern.

Bai Yang shrugged his shoulders and said, Young Master, I know I'm fine by the way I look.

After confirming that Bai Yang was fine, they were relieved.

How are the members of the Blood Lotus Sect? asked the blind Shan Qiulin.

They're all dead, I killed them

Bai Yang said casually, as if he was saying how easily a few grasses on the side of the road were broken.

They're all dead? Shan Qiulin was slightly taken aback.

Although he couldn't see it, and almost didn't have any martial power anymore, but he was once a strong man in the realm of martial arts, he still had vision, and he understood the power of the Blood Lotus Sect. Now Bai Yang told him that all the people who chased and killed them Dead, which made him a little unacceptable.

Even if he was intact back then, he would probably have to kneel in the face of the Blood Lotus Sect's pursuit. How did Bai Yang do it?

Too lazy to answer, if you die, you die, how can I lie to you?

Then what are your plans for the future? Bai Yang didn't speak, but Shan Qiulin asked.

I don't know, Bai Yang said while touching his chin.

It's not like you. Shan Qiulin groped to sit down, depressed Bai Yang didn't help, if I sat on a thorn and got a hole in my buttocks, who would be to blame?

Do you know what the Yin God is? Bai Yang asked.

Yin God? Why are you asking this? Shan Qiulin raised his eyebrows.

It seems that he should know something, Bai Yang didn't answer his question, and said: Tell me about it.

There was a moment of silence, as if reminiscing, and then Shan Qiulin said: I don't know much about the Yin God. I heard that the master once mentioned some, but it is limited.

You said it, Bai Yang was speechless and didn't interrupt.

Shan Qiulin continued: Yin God is a kind of realm division of Shinto monks. Martial arts can be divided into warriors, warriors, masters, masters, and Shintos are no exception. They are divided into spiritual cultivation, Taoist, Yinshen, real people, and true kings. Wait, I don't know the details...

Hey, wait a minute, is it true that the realms of Shinto and Martial Dao correspond? But you seem to be missing a warrior. What is below the realm of spiritual cultivation of Shinto? It can't be there? Bai Yang interrupted Shan Qiu. Lin asked.

Martial disciples are still considered martial arts monks. They are just starting out. Those who are new to martial arts or who want to learn martial arts can be called martial arts. They can be ignored, and Shinto is no exception. Under spiritual cultivation, there is also a level of enlightenment. Scholars Or anyone who wants to study can be placed at this level. Shan Qiulin explained a little.

Bai Yang understood, nodded and said: It seems that this Yin God is very powerful, if it corresponds to it, he is almost in the realm of a martial arts master.

It can't be counted that way, the methods of the Shinto monks are weird and unpredictable, and they can't be compared with the martial arts. Shan Qiulin shook his head and said.

Of course Bai Yang knows that they cannot be compared. Can a real estate developer be compared with a scientist? He curled his lips and didn't say anything, but then Shan Qiulin fell silent, and asked in astonishment, And then? What about Yinshen?

There is no more, I just heard my master mention it at the beginning, and I have never been in contact with Shinto monks, so I don't know. Shan Qiulin shrugged and said.

Okay then, I guess there is trouble. The warrior of the Blood Lotus Cult was killed by me, but a Yin God is about to come from behind. Bai Yang was speechless.

Although I don't understand Shinto, I advise you to run as far as you can. Shan Qiulin knew that there was a Yin God coming to chase him down, so he seriously suggested to Bai Yang.

Is Yinshen very good? Brother is still a supernatural being, have I gone out to pretend/force it? That's great, I'm going to the earth, if you have the ability, you can cross the border to chase me down.

Curling his lips, Bai Yang looked at the four Bingqing and Yujie girls who hadn't interrupted, thought for a while and said, Hua Sanniang is dead.

Hearing such a sentence suddenly, the bodies of the four Bingqing and Yujie girls trembled, they were silent for a moment, and then sighed softly.

Sister Hua is actually a very good person, but she couldn't help herself after entering the Blood Lotus Sect by mistake, Lin Jieer pursed her lips.

Fate is such a thing, no one knows what will happen in the next moment, Shan Qiulin said in a confused way.

What is it all about...

Bai Yang looked at him, frowned slightly, and hesitated to speak.

You seem to have something to say? Shan Qiulin was still very perceptive, and asked Bai Yang.

Bai Yang struggled for a second, but still said: On the way back, I found your big senior brother Jiang Shan, and your little junior sister is also there.

After finishing speaking, Bai Yang stared at Shan Qiulin.

And then? Shan Qiulin asked calmly.

Brother, don't pretend, your heart slowed down a bit when you heard your senior brother and junior junior sister.

They seem to be looking for some kind of fruit, wanting to be reborn with a broken arm, Bai Yang continued.

Shan Qiulin was silent, his expression was still calm, the ghost knew what was going on in his heart.

The four Bingqing and Yujie sisters were also silent...

(It's a little bit Calvin...) (To be continued.)