Retire from the human world

It's really not easy to find someone who is more unlucky than Du Heng these days, but Shen Dong has now realized that the one who is actually unlucky is him, not Du Heng at all!

"I just remembered the feeling of being struck by lightning!"

Shen Dong firmly grasped Du Heng's arm, gritted his teeth, and even his expression turned in a ferocious direction.

No wonder there is an old saying that the sky strikes five thunders, and if you do something bad, you will be struck by lightning!That feeling, as if all the bones in the whole body were dismantled, and then they were beaten one by one in severe pain!Sword repairers are bastards, don't they know that metal conducts electricity?It's no wonder that you don't get hacked to death if you hold the sword to carry the catastrophe!

However, his expression was considered by passers-by to be rushed to the hospital.

"Don't call 120, don't call for help! The ambulance will cost more than 100 yuan!" Shen Dong hurriedly yelled, trying to straighten his body to show that he was only slightly injured and went to the hospital for bandages.

So he logically waited for Du Heng to reverse the car, and immediately got into the car.

Although the road landslide is very bizarre, there is no reason to prevent the injured from going to the hospital. At most, people with long-term eyes will write down the license plate number of the black Volkswagen.

"call--"

Shen Dong let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately grinned his teeth in pain, blood was stained on the seat, Shen Dong saw the black fluff lying on a bag of slippers, and couldn't help but pick it up: "Aren't you a tengu? ? Those who eat the moon are of no use at all.”

"Liu~" Commander, it's not that our troops are weak in combat effectiveness, it's that the enemy is too strong.

"So many mooncakes are for nothing. You eat more than me. From now on, you will only give them to the sesame cakes on the side of the road! There is no filling!"

The little civet cat rolled and struggled, and buried itself in the pile of slippers.

Shen Dong patted the remaining powder on his palm, feeling a little scared. Fortunately, most of the time, he was normal, and there was no such incident where he braked suddenly and pinched the bridle of the bicycle, and then fell to the ground, causing the bicycle to turn into powder.

He tried to press the rear seat hard.

No change... That's great, if after a fight he becomes a wrestler, walks on pits, goes upstairs to tear down stairs, sleeps and collapses the bed, he'll die, and just find a deep mountain old forest cat!

Then Shen Dong stared at Du Heng with a gloomy expression.

In the eyes of cultivators, there are more than a dozen bloody mouths on the back. This injury is really not serious. Otherwise, if those bodies are gone, where would the seniors who changed from Nascent Soul to Loose Immortal be put?And Xing Tian who lost his head... Cough.In the past, Shen Dong didn't know who he was, and Du Heng was still worried when his blood was condensed to a high level of aura. As for now——

Staring at the car mirror where he could see the rear seat, Du Heng's eyes suddenly darkened.

Shen Dong opened his arms on the rear seat with a particularly unhappy expression, not letting his wounded back touch the seat, and his right hand severely injured the entire twist. Although the car was running smoothly, the occasional small vibration still made Shen Dong feel uncomfortable. Stiff and straight body, pain, aggrieved pain... He didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes wandered, he gritted his teeth angrily, and thought deeply for a while.

The clothes on his body were covered with dust, and he looked ashamed and embarrassed. He stepped on a big slipper bag, and his jeans were also damaged, with half of his legs exposed.

"How can I beat that bastard?"

Du Heng didn't come back to his senses for a while, a guardrail suddenly appeared in front of him, he followed the steering wheel sharply, the car almost drifted, one of the four wheels had already left the ground, and he forced the car back to the driveway, and the cars behind didn't have time to rear-end.

But Shen Dong was miserable, he first bumped into the front seat, and then was hit heavily by the recoil and wounded his back.

"Are you murdering the weapon? Or do you want to kill me and change my original shape?"

Cold sweat rolled down from the pain, Shen Dong was extremely depressed.

Because he just wanted to understand one thing.

If Du Heng was hacked by the people of the Netherworld, he would indeed die, but it is more likely that he would be hacked to death, and then Du Heng would be unlucky enough to die along with him!

Any kind of magical weapon must be used by someone, otherwise it can only be kept for good looks.

——This is absolutely not possible. It doesn’t matter what he used to be, but if he has to change his body every now and then, this is not an American hero or an island animation. It’s too sad.

"Hey, is there a weapon training class in the cultivation world?"

"...What are you asking this for?"

"Don't you think this fight was very aggrieved? What's the matter with driving a car on the road and being intercepted by people to fight and destroy public property? Wait for them to go back and say that they want to get rid of Du Heng, a swordsman. Just start with the sword... Fuck, do I want to hide from the killer from the front to the back? I'm just a roadside stall, and I don't need to run every day except for the city management!"

Du Heng glanced at Shen Dong quickly, and said as if nothing happened:

"How difficult is this? With your foundation, you can travel thousands of miles a day, and within three to five years you will have the strength to approach the catastrophe."

"What?"

People would be ecstatic after hearing these words, even Shen Dong who had no interest in becoming an immortal.

That's cultivation, strength!Next time whoever dares to trouble him again, he will be beaten with a punch——Shen Dong couldn't help but start flirting, if he could treat demons and ghosts like he kicked the campus extortion gangs, one by one, two to beat a pair, how elated— —Tell you to come and destroy my normal life, let you come and destroy my world view=皮=

"why?"

"The sword of the sword cultivator has never been transformed, but according to the cultivator Yuanying, it should have the same realm and cultivation level as the sword cultivator himself. Otherwise, if he is still cultivating a loose immortal, he can directly reincarnate again."

It turned out that he really had a cheating device with him...

Shen Dong tried his best to beat up Master Zhankong, Daoist Pohuo, holding Yu Kun's collar to ask for salary, threw the chattering mountain ax over to the elder of Rizhao Zong, and beat the training class to chase after them The vicious dog turned around and ran away, and finally Du Heng's appearance appeared in front of his eyes. Shen Dong's teeth were itching, and he punched the girl on the bridge of the nose neatly!

Huh, blocked?

"Your expression keeps changing all the way, laughing and angry, what are you thinking?"

The car had already driven back to the downstairs of the community. Du Heng got out of the car and opened the rear door. He found that Shen Dong was still distracted, and when he carefully reached out to pull it, the other party immediately punched him in the face.

Shen Dong suddenly regained his composure, and got out of the car with one hand in embarrassment.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and there were not many street lights in the old community, and none of the corridor lights were broken, but this was also an advantage, at least no one saw his disheveled appearance in naked clothes.

How stingy, let's go home now, at least take him to the hospital!

No, forget it, the debt I owed in a daze last time, if it weren't for the two things I got from the museum, I still have to pay it off...

Shen Dong glanced at Du Heng who was unlocking the door in front, and suddenly felt very strange.

In fact, he and Du Heng are not very familiar with each other - no wonder.

In terms of appearance, Du Heng should be the type he dislikes the most. He has temperament and charm, but he almost says that he doesn't care about money. This is also the source of Shen Dong's initial bad impression, but every time he sees Du Heng's With the right hand, attention is instantly diverted.Even if Du Heng is just holding the key to open the door and turning his fingers along the silver-white key, he can still look distracted.

"what happened?"

The pomegranates had already rushed through the door and climbed onto the sofa. Du Heng looked back at a certain one standing at the door in confusion.

"nothing!"

Bastard, where do I get rid of this instinctive reaction that looks like a sword?

Shen Dong threw the big bag containing the slippers on the living room floor, and ran back to the room listlessly. There seemed to be some bandages in the bedside table. He dug it out and went into the bathroom to clean the wound. When he looked up, he found Du Heng standing behind him.

"do not move!"

Du Heng pressed Shen Dong's shoulder and forcefully pushed him back on the chair.

Immediately, there was a coolness on the back, like water, flowing down the back, the throbbing wounds were a little itchy, and then there was the touch of fingers, Shen Dong jumped out immediately with a shock all over his body.

"If there is medicine, I will take it myself!" Shen Dong was stiff from neck to foot.

He bathed in the small river in the county town in summer, and caught fish in the river by the way. The room in the orphanage is small and the table is narrow. It is normal to bump into others, and he has never been sensitive!

This must be Du Heng's fault!

"You can't see the wound." Du Heng gestured to the medicine bottle in his hand with a calm expression.

The whole body is blue and white, with a round color, and it can even emit a faint luminescence under the light. Even Shen Dong can tell that it is made of jade. The kind of jade bracelets with authentication certificates displayed in the city center window can cost six figures. Not yet this effect.

Shen Dong silently sat back on the chair.

His whole body was tense, he was gnashing his teeth and waiting for the end of the "cruel" drug application process. In order to distract his attention, he had to find a topic: "What are the origins of those two snakes?"

In the mythology, even Fuxi and Nuwa have a human upper body and a snake lower body. This guess is too wide.

"The blue ones are called two negatives, and the white ones are called dangers."

"Second Officer? Hello?"

Shen Dong was overjoyed, where did this wonderful name come from.

Second officer, is Xing Tian the captain?Why didn't the nether world change its name to the ghost ship?What a sense!And the white python is too non-existent, its name is less reliable than Xiaoqing, the maid's name in the Legend of White Snake, it might as well be called Xiaobai.

Uh, forget it, Xiaobai is a pet name.

Shen Dong felt that the gods and monsters in the prehistoric world must not have the talent for naming. The guy who copied the ax to kill the Emperor of Heaven was called Xing Tian according to his great achievements, the second boss was called the second officer, and his subordinates were called Hey, or else it was Tao Tie. It’s so wonderful that there is a wonderful existence that created characters specifically for it.

"Wait, what's my name?"

Mo Xie, a famous swordsman in ancient times, what else is there, Yitian Qinghong...

Shen Dong asked vigilantly: "Last time that Zhan Yuan called me Xiao Shi, Shi what? Don't call me Shi Shi!"

"……no."

Fortunately, if the name of the sword is Shishi, why don't you, Du Heng, call Xiu the name of the sword?

The medicine for promoting muscle and stopping bleeding washed away the blood stains and dust stained on the back, and then wiped it finely, the wound that was opened soon closed up, and the coagulated blood scabs also silently melted away, and the medicine that flowed down Dyed pale pink.

Shen Dong froze there without moving, his back straight, and soon the chair and cement were covered with water stains.His skin was not so white, nor too dark, the light blood color flowed down the skin texture and disappeared under the waist of the ragged jeans - Du Heng paused slightly.

Probably feeling something was wrong, Shen Dong wiped it with his uninjured hand.

His hands were covered with blood that had faded in color.

Shen Dong's eyebrows twitched, and he shrugged his shoulders unnaturally. The medicine in the cultivation world was really effective, and it didn't feel much pain.

The house he rented was rather bad. There was no floor on the bedroom floor, and some wallpaper was thickly pasted on the wall, and a lot of it had fallen off, and the color had become mottled. The bed was made of hard wood, and the furniture only had a chair. There is a small black and white TV set on a bedside table, and there is also a wardrobe, but the big mirror on the wardrobe is out of the question.

So Shen Dong couldn't see Du Heng behind him at all.

If you want to move your shoulders, it is inevitable to pull the stiff back muscles. His body is quite pitiful, with fat muscles and fat, and there is no meat at all. With a slight movement, more than a dozen light red scars will be pulled along as if they are alive. It is cheap and has no shape. The jeans actually don’t fit the waist very well. When you sit down, the fabric on the back waist will bulge out a little, and you can just see the groove in the middle of the waist ridge sinking into the dark blue fabric.

Shen Dong didn't realize it and said: "In order to prevent those two snakes from coming to the door again, the period of crossing the catastrophe is too exaggerated, as long as you have the ability to sweep away thousands of troops..."

"Dongzi, I found a job in the ghost labor market. I have long said that I am a talent. Oh, I am not a ghost. A real ghost is even more talented after death. Wahaha—huh?"

Lei Cheng, who ran in through the wall, was stuck between the walls of the living room and bedroom dumbfounded, watching this weird scene with blinking eyes.

Shen Dong seemed to be pressed on the chair and couldn't get up. In fact, it should be called a stool, because there is no back of the chair, and this guy is used to it casually. Everywhere he sits, he always looks like a sloppy figure, with his elbows propped on his knees, With his head buried, his entire back was covered with red vertical and long suspicious marks. Du Heng was still pressing Shen Dong's shoulder with his hand, and holding a bottle with his other hand, standing there next to Shen Dong.

If it was someone else, they would be surprised to ask what happened and what are you doing.

But Lei Cheng——Shen Dong turned around, before he had time to speak, he saw Lei Cheng floating out awkwardly: "Sorry, you guys continue."

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