Retire from the human world

The perpetrator, Shen Dong, found a corner and squatted listlessly.

He still remembers the matter of money.For the poor Shen Dong, he is absolutely clear about how many coins are in his pocket.Because in his concept, it is not a coin, but two steamed buns.

As a result, he was "uplifted" at that time, and the value of steel buns instantly disappeared.

At that time, the Jiuchongtian Terrace was bare, and it was all stone slabs. Shen Dong wanted to throw something down as a test, but after searching for a long time, he only found coins...Watching the two steamed buns disappear into the clouds, he couldn't even make a sound. You don't understand if you don't feel like it!

But now?

Do you have to pay compensation for the tragedy that happened when you threw something from a height?

This is too sad.It is even more impossible to say that the glass of the balcony was accidentally smashed by the wind and hit a passerby to cause a homicide!

Shen Dong is still struggling with the issue of compensation, and possible sect disputes (Duantianmen and Rizhaozong, after all, this is the patriarch who brought down others), and wonders if there is a civil litigation court in the cultivation world.If there is a court, will it treat people of different nationalities in slightly different ways like ordinary people?

There are too many races in the realm of comprehension. If you classify them carefully, this accident also belongs to the category of weapon spirits, tripod and weapons.

Then there's the place where the case happened...Help, it's in the sky!

Just when Shen Dong's thoughts spread beyond the sky, the rigid-tempered Baishu Daoist took the lead to question: "This is impossible! Every level in the heavens has a connecting passage only in the central area. The road between Baiyujing and Yingzhou Island is the Tianhe Waterfall. Jiexiantai, where we were at the beginning, is definitely not above the Great Falls!"

The god of the Rizhao Sect said with grief and indignation beside him: "If it was the days when Adenophora just ascended...you all ascended together with him! The ancestor happened to be making alchemy."

"..."

Wait, what are you using?Himself?

What kind of coincidence, what kind of bad luck does it take to just hit a certain tripod?

"The destruction of ten directions has evil spirits, especially the evil spirits condensed consciously are more powerful..."

"Nonsense! You throwing a coin will add murderous intent?" Shen Dong was furious, and immediately jumped up.

"Then, ten fellows originally wanted to know how deep the clouds and mists are? They must have been concentrating on it!" Both Shennonggu and Baibaoge consulted and concluded unanimously, "33 Chongtian is inherently unstable, and it is killing little ones everywhere. Immortal, this group of evil spirits was probably attracted by those killings, and deviated from the original falling direction. Since the evil spirits are separated from the master, they will quickly disperse and disappear if they are not replenished, so it rushes to the place where the spiritual energy is most abundant - Tianhe!"

The Tianhe River is so fast that even the primordial spirit floating away from the body can be washed to the eighth heaven, let alone a coin wrapped in evil spirit.

"Old man Zhending is refining the mysterious alchemy, and he has a lot of spiritual energy... But in the process of alchemy, there will always be various accidents, attracting strange things. This group of evil spirits may be scattered by the Tianhe waterfall, and follow the spiritual energy all the way. Come on, old man Zhending probably regarded it as a visionary wind caused by the elixir, so he took away the evil spirit..."

Shen Dong was speechless.

How can this be said?

People throw stones to ask for directions, but he throws a coin and he will roll and run by himself!

Can he use the self-awareness of the coin to shirk from taking the main responsibility——Shen Dong, you are so stupid, you can't be the main responsible person in the first place, because you are Du Heng's sword!

After the sword caused trouble, who should the trouble turn to?Looking for a sword will be laughed at by others, of course you need to find a sword repairer.

Finally, Du Heng was still reliable among the group of people. He interrupted the endless speeches of the consultants and asked directly: "How is the old man Zhending doing now?"

"Huh? Ah! This cloud of evil spirit has stayed in his body for too long, and has been absorbing his aura and mana. It's enough to rest for a while."

That's fine, which means it's not a big deal!

Shen Dong cheered up, this is the key point, there is no need to lose money!

"By the way, can you go downstairs to see another emergency patient?" Shen Dong began to change the subject.

"Ok?"

"That's right, there is only such a drought in the world of comprehension." Baishu Daoist said quickly, and described Zheng Changhou's symptoms, "...was smashed hard on Jianmu, and then he was knocked stupid. , like the disease of leaving the soul!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" The professional doctors in Shennong Valley were very dissatisfied. "The dementia disease is caused by the loss of part of the three souls and six souls. Where did the zombies get their souls? Even Hanba doesn't have any!"

"What's wrong with the cultivation world today, with so many intractable diseases?"

A god from Shennong Valley muttered, ready to go downstairs to see the situation of Zheng Changhou.Zombies are stunned, what a wonderful clinical symptom!

Suddenly heard a loud noise!

"boom!!"

Half of the door frame, together with the blue flowered cloth door curtain, flew to the beams of the house, and hung there wobbly. The blue flowered cloth was like a broken flag, blown by the strong wind and waving head-on.

A few zombies standing at the door were knocked upside down. Fortunately, they were all made of copper and iron. Even if their heads were bumped to one side, they would straighten up if they twisted casually.

It's just that the poor Zheng Changhou was thrown more than ten meters away and sank into the wall.

Crowd: ...

Shen Dong: Speaking of which, how bad a person's luck must be to be so unlucky even after death!

"Is there a doctor? Come out from Shennonggu quickly!" Sword Immortal Linghuan stepped into the clinic as if tearing down a wall. Clothes, can not see the face.

But just this one glance was enough for Shen Dong's eyelids to twitch wildly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, he turned around and dragged Du Heng to prepare to escape: "It's not good, the sect master has fainted again!"

"..." Du Heng pressed Shen Dong's hand, finally suppressed Shen Dong, and then said helplessly, "Shen Nong Valley only has this entrance, and they are standing there now, where do you plan to hide?"

Shen Dong couldn't help but cast a glance at the old man Zhending lying motionless next to him.

It's a pity, it's not the original shape, otherwise it would be good to hide behind the tripod, and I guarantee I won't find it!

"You—you! What is your Duantianmen doing?"

The people in Shennong Valley were very angry, trembling their fingers, trembling for a long time, but finally gave in, and asked the sword immortals why they didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall in pain.

"What else can you do in Shennong Valley, of course it is healing!"

Linghuan looked at the immortals with contemptuous eyes.

Fortunately, the head of the Changcheng Sect is unconscious. If he is awake, Linghuan Sword Immortal will definitely show off--Master, you see, I am actually a good apprentice.The next time master scolds someone, can you please compare it with other disciples from other sects?Those guys are really hopeless!

Everyone in Shennong Valley, including the ginseng dolls, couldn't help groaning and covering their foreheads in pain.

In other words, can you put up a sign at the door that reads "Qi Ling and Duan Tianmen patients are not accepted"?

"What disease?" The doctors asked feebly.

"Joke, if I knew, why would I come to you?" Linghuan Sword Immortal continued to despise everyone.

"..."

This is a medical trouble!To tear down the gates and beat other patients is definitely a medical trouble!

Zheng Changhou staggered out of the wall, shook his head, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Where am I? Where are my shoes?"

The zombies approached cautiously.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"It's very good! You won't be in arrears with your wages, and the restaurant won't close down... Strange, I seem to have dreamed about the Battle of the Conferred Gods just now." Zheng Changhou scratched his hair, and then he saw the sword fairies blocking the door , His complexion suddenly changed!

Not a dream! !

"Run!" Zheng Changhou threw down a word decisively, and then followed the pothole he made just now, brazenly breaking through a wall, billowing smoke and dust, bricks and tiles falling apart.

Some zombies are relatively slow, and they are still standing stupidly. Zheng Changhou kicked them over:

"Run, I'll be responsible for the fines, and I'll pay for damage to buildings, but I don't care if any of you are slow, and you lose your life!"

Then he walked at the end cursing: "The boss is responsible for the safety of your corpses, understand? Stay away from the group of sword fairies at Duantianmen in the future, yes... run away when you see it! The restaurant is closed when you see it, and the delivery is watching Just take a detour when you arrive! I don’t need money, I need working zombies!”

"..."

This kind of arrogant demolition of the house, while saying that the compensation will be sent later, he is absolutely domineering to pay!

Shen Dong was about to beat the ground, when will he have such momentum?

People are poor and short-sighted, and swords are poor and can't be tough.

The doctors over there treated the head of Changcheng sect with sad faces, and they should not move too hard, otherwise they would be stared at by the sword fairies.Don't touch the neck casually, the dantian and other vital points will be attacked by the murderous aura of the sword immortals, or the murderous aura of the eight sword immortals... This disease is simply unbearable!

Suspend the air to take the pulse, and recognize the acupoints out of thin air.

"Breakdown..." A well-recognized symptom.

Then comes the etiological diagnosis, the doctor can easily blurt out, "Are you dizzy?"

Du Heng and Shen Dong instinctively looked at Sword Immortal Ling Huan, the latter shrank his neck reflexively, then reacted, stared at Du Heng and said confidently: "The sect master is dizzy because of the matter between you and Shen Dong."

Shen Dong was taken aback, but Du Heng remained calm: "How should I say it?"

Ling Huan was about to say something when he was suddenly pulled back by Taiyue Sword Immortal, and suddenly found that a group of immortals around him showed curious and gossip expressions—what's the matter between Du Heng and his sword?

So Linghuan coughed with difficulty: "It's like this, the master of the sect has memorized all the textbooks for the fourth-level assessment in a few days, and came to the exam today, but he didn't write his name on the paper, so he didn't pass... exhausted and angry, he fainted Come on, hurry up and prescribe the right medicine!"

The Duantianmen Sword Immortal looked at Linghuan in horror.

This kind of nonsense... Linghuan, you are really tired of living. When the sect master wakes up, will you still have a way to survive?

"By the way!" Linghuan grabbed the doctor's hand and asked seriously, "Daoist friend, please tell me, if a person suffers from intermittent illness, the symptom is that he only remembers the past life but not the current life, how can it be cured? Is it Granny Meng? The soup has failed, where can I find another bowl?"

——Master of the Changcheng Sect, what did you fancy in Linghuan at the beginning, and you want to accept him as an apprentice? !

Shen Dong felt that the Duantianmen Sword Immortals were all indifferent, and Linghuan was the best of them all!

Shen Dong resolutely took advantage of the chaos and slipped quietly along the wall that Zheng Changhou pierced through.

But before he and Du Heng got home, a group of golden origami cranes flew over one after another on the road, as if it was raining, and almost buried them both.

In the traditional method of communication in the cultivation world, the paper cranes unfold automatically, and it is the different voices of the sender: "Director Du, congratulations, the world of cultivation has spread!"

"Du Heng, I heard that your teacher is going to arrange a marriage for you."

"I didn't hear who you fancy. Do you want to go on a blind date? There are really people or demons or ghosts who are willing to marry into the Duantianmen. You are not joking!"

Then a particularly loud laugh overwhelmed all voices, it was Yu Kun.

"Haha, Du Heng, I know that you have a substantial dual cultivation relationship with XX! Your mobile phone has exposed you all, hurry up, as long as you promise to give me ten years of free work, I won't tell it!"

Du Heng wasn't annoyed, but he didn't answer either. He just flicked his sleeves lightly, and the cyan sword energy instantly turned all the paper cranes into powder.

Shen Dong was tongue-tied for a long time before he rubbed his forehead and asked weakly: "Is it true that we have no way to completely get rid of Duan Tianmen and the group of sword immortals?"

"Yes." Du Heng nodded after pondering for a while.

Shen Dong's eyes lit up: "What way? Tell me quickly!"

"Go abroad!"

"..."

Shen Dong straightened his eyes for a long time, and finally nodded fiercely: "Okay, let's do it like this!"

Then I turned around and ran home, I had to pack my luggage, I bought instant noodles, feather cloths, pomegranates that I hadn’t finished eating... Take them with me and go!