Retire from the human world

This is an ordinary store, the stairs are very narrow, only enough to fit half the foot of a normal person, the first floor, which is not that big, is separated by old blue flower curtains, although it is very clean, it has been washed white, There are also four or five black patches with rough stitches falling here and there, which is very ugly.

However, these poor patches and the crappy patterns on the blue cloth formed a formation, blocking all the sounds coming from inside.In terms of the building area, the space behind the curtain is very unscientific. It is a boxy room with hundreds of square meters, and the lighting is also very good. The strange thing is that there are no windows on the walls.

From the moment I entered the door, it was like a physical examination in a lecture theater in some schools. There were a lot of three-foot-tall children sitting unevenly, with red headbands on their heads and braids, and bare feet in autumn wearing only a red bellyband. , all plump and tender, some with bottles and cans and gourds in front of them, some sitting in front of a pile of dead branches and weeds, and some simply dozing off against a large adult-height mirror, only two or three One of them was busy running around with a plate.

An old man with a mustache and crystal glasses with tortoiseshell legs was stroking his beard and shaking his head: "In my opinion, Director Du is not sick."

"Then what do you think this is?" Yu Kun rolled up his sleeves beside him, just in time to see a fat doll running over, and unceremoniously took a piece of liquid filled with light clear liquid from the plate on the doll's forehead. Bamboo tube festival, raise your head and finish drinking, then throw it back.

When the bamboo cup hit the silver plate, the fat doll's head shook, and he stopped immediately, turned his head and stared at Yu Kun with wet eyes.

"A cup of Yuanxiang Brewing costs [-] yuan." The old man with a mustache groaned.

"It's okay, I can afford it, let's have another drink!" Yu Kun waved his hand indifferently, and being stared at by the fat baby, he didn't feel any pressure at all, instead he pinched his plump cheek lightly, smiling Said: "Your family's ginseng feels so good!"

"..."

The old man with mustache had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see anything: "Don't say that Du Heng is not a disease, even if it is, I can't cure it."

"Hey, my Great God Pangu, isn't this a joke?" Yu Kun nervously changed the collar of the old man with the mustache: "If you don't cure this disease today, I will tear down the signboard of your Shennong Valley! Fellow Daoist Du Heng can't Something happened, otherwise, who will I send the package to in the future?"

Even Kunpeng, who has been dawdling since the prehistoric times, is the only one of the ancient alien species, and his hand strength is absolutely unambiguous. The old man was pinched by him until his eyes turned white, so he turned to breathe internally, and shouted in ventriloquism: "I have something to say!" It’s easy to say, a gentleman uses his mouth, but a villain uses his hands, it’s very difficult to put back a broken neck!”

"Who is a gentleman, I am a fish!"

"..."

With great difficulty, he managed to free his neck from Yu Kun's hands. The old man touched his neck and panted desperately: "There are not many sword cultivators in the whole cultivation world. There are no cases and prescriptions to follow on my side. You are so unreasonable." It's a medical trouble!"

"Then how do you know he's not sick?"

"Isn't this obvious?" The doctor in Shennonggu's consultation was almost heartbroken, and his eyes were full of how you survived for so many years, "Not everyone who has survived 300 years of practice can successfully forge a sword and become a sword cultivator. Sword cultivator It seems that the scenery is magnificent, but the road to seeking Tao is hundreds of times more difficult than ordinary people. Only Donghai Linghuan has scattered people, who have been sword cultivators for generations..."

"What generation, just two or three kittens." Yu Kun murmured.

It takes four or five hundred years for a cultivator to go from foundation establishment to ascension at the fastest. In this way, from the Battle of the Conferred Gods onwards, the world will only last for more than 500 years, and some places in the mortal world have more than ten generations of genealogy records. .

"Well, there are only five people in that family from ancient times to the present, but which one was not one of the few masters in the cultivation world before the ascension, you have already guessed the origin of Du Heng, don't you know that the family has been known for generations? In this business, you will not be able to figure out what happened and what accidents happened, Manager Yu, you are really worrying too much!"

"Hey, let's talk about it, you quack doctor has no expertise in patient surgery!"

The old man with mustache spread his hands: "Whatever you want, the consultation fee is [-] yuan, and the hospital fee is [-] yuan every twelve hours."

"You should ask Du Heng for it?"

"Aren't you the boss of Shanhai.com?"

Yu Kun was stunned, and suddenly had the urge to burst into tears.

Who said working is hard?Being a boss is really hard!

At this time, a fat ginseng doll ran down from the second floor in a hurry, and then leaned over to the old man with mustache, tiptoed, raised his arms and pointed upstairs, making strange syllables.

The character Hu listened and looked at Yu Kun strangely.

"Why, what's the matter?" Yu Kun felt his scalp tingling for no reason.

"Hospitalization fees will double."

"what?"

"The sword came out by itself."

"Wait, that's a sword!" Yu Kun jumped up, furious, have you ever seen a bus with a sword and you have to pay for two people?Have you ever seen that you have to pay for two people to take a bath with a sword-wait, generally swords can't be soaked in water, right?

"I also know that it is a sword, but the key problem is that it is now a person!"

"..."

"Also, this person is also an employee of your Shanhai.com!"

Yu Kun was dejected, and slid on the bamboo chair.

Next time, I will definitely not accept the kind of employees who want to have accidents together! !The world of comprehension can't afford to be injured without medical insurance!

Shen Dong suddenly opened his eyes.

The person sitting cross-legged on the opposite side is Du Heng. His hands are on his knees, his waist is straight, and there is only a pair of thin white wide trousers from the waist. His bare ankles are pressed under the knees and he can only see In the middle of the body, beads of sweat permeated the whole body, and the hair was wetly attached to the chest and neck.

Seeing Du Heng like this suddenly, Shen Dong was still not used to it.

Because what he saw just now was still about thirteen or fourteen years old, the overwhelming scene of arrow rain suddenly disappeared, distorted and transformed into many things, and finally he was frozen in the scene when he was crossing the catastrophe—he seemed to have remembered everything, it was wrong, and finally There is still a long gap between the Nanshan little demon being slaughtered by alchemists and Du Heng crossing the catastrophe.

But it's better not to recall, because this paragraph includes how Du Heng forged the sword.Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Thunder!The highest standard Nine Heavens Tribulation last blow!

In the future, when you go out, you will be able to say that God didn't kill me, so what can you do to me?

"Ouch..." Shen Dong was so complacent, he accidentally knocked his teeth against his tongue, his cheeks creaked, the pain made him almost cry out, did he dislocate from laughing?

What kind of place is this? There is no ceiling, like an old-fashioned attic before liberation, all of which are narrow wooden boards, and the walls on all sides are empty, and there is not even a table in the room.

The door creaked and moved away, Shen Dong turned his head and was dumbfounded.

Then there was another burst of severe pain. Shen Dong strongly suspected that the side of his head just now dislocated his neck joints. There was a row of chubby kids in bellybands standing at the door. They muttered inexplicably. Pushing and shoving, finally the shortest and fairest child was kicked out by his companions, holding a blanket in his hand, and moved forward stiffly and frightenedly, facing Shen Dong's gaze.

Du Heng on the bed didn't move, and Shen Dong couldn't move.

The ginseng doll threw the blanket away, and immediately rolled downstairs like a bunch of plagues.

Only then did Shen Dong realize belatedly——

"Where are my clothes?"

He obviously stayed at home with Du Heng, in the bedroom, on the bed (something seems wrong), why did he come to this dilapidated attic, and a group of children with bare feet and buttocks appeared?

"Where is this place, is there anyone who can breathe?"

"Ahem, of course it's Shennong Valley."

Yu Kun was sweating profusely and climbed upstairs, followed by an old man with a mustache. As soon as he came up, the old man skillfully stretched his hand out of thin air to gesticulate on the top of Shen Dong's head, and he was still muttering something, something was wrong.

"Where is Shennong Valley?"

Shen Dong actually asked Du Heng, but Du Heng didn't seem to respond at all.

Yu Kun said casually, "It's the hospital."

"I'm fine, what are you doing in the hospital?"

"Cough, let me unfortunately inform you that those guys in the cultivation world thought I was hacked to death by Xing Tian, ​​so my 'resurrection from death' alarmed the cultivation world, and now everyone knows an unspeakable gossip. Sword cultivator, when Du Heng was withdrawing his sword, you were dissatisfied with his living environment in Sea of ​​Consciousness, which caused your original form fusion to be unstable, and Du Heng had no choice but to become obsessed and sent to the hospital."

Shen Dong was dumbfounded, the old man with the mustache had stopped, and he was holding his forehead with a headache:

"Don't talk nonsense, it's spiritual knowledge, re-connecting the tendons."

He said, stroking his beard with two fingers again with a smile, shaking his head and shaking his head: "Now, the old man will understand the situation with his discerning eyes. Du Heng is trying to gather spiritual energy for you according to the previous exercises. Everyone in the world, including Du Heng himself, has made habitual mistakes, thinking that you are the form of thunder, because it is the magic weapon of sword cultivator's life, so the realm is the same as Du Heng, but in fact you have already attained the Tao!"

If it was the old Shen Dong, he would definitely ask in confusion, got it?What did you get, what did you not pick up?

However, in the memory of the reply, he was repeatedly read by Du Heng's master for N years, and finally he was subtly sensitive to certain words.

"You are joking!" Yu Kun and Shen Dong said at the same time.

Dedao is a phrase, usually followed by two characters, Chengxian.

"Just this guy who can't figure out the situation can become a fairy?" Yu Kun was the first to attack.

"I heard from the morning that it is okay to die overnight. It is said that a mayfly can only live for one day, and even if it can achieve the Tao, the sword should not look like it! Even ordinary people say that racial discrimination is wrong!"

Shen Dong Haoxuan did not spit out a mouthful of blood: "Then why am I still here?"

The doctor pouted, and there is no need to ask, you can't see someone like Du Heng?Du Heng couldn't fly because he didn't have the sword. Can a sword cultivator become a fairy without the sword?You are suffering brothers and sisters, there is no hope in this life!

"When you were struck by lightning back then, you must have realized everything, so you were not killed but transformed into a form, but the way of heaven is harsh, so you just forgot about that." The old man with the mustache smiled and patted Shen Dong on the neck, forcing him The misplaced joints were twisted back, "Now the spiritual energy is full of mana, so use less power, otherwise shaking your head will knock your head off! Well, do you have any questions?"

"Have……"

"Tell me."

"Who is he?" Shen Dong looked suspiciously at the person behind the doctor, he couldn't tell his age, his eyebrows were deep, his nose was straight, his nose bridge was straight and his lips were thin. To put it simply, he was unbelievably handsome, except for his bald head and painted eyebrows. It looks a bit strange, but walking on the street will definitely turn heads 100%.

Embarrassed, Yu Kun could only touch his chin embarrassingly.

This familiar movement——

It turned out that it wasn't a dream. After putting together the image of the fat manager through liposuction, I could barely see the familiarity. Sure enough, every fat man is a potential stock.

The phone rang downstairs, Yu Kun let out a dry cough, and simply ran away. The doctor picked up the ginseng doll who was peeping at the door, grabbed the sky braid, and went downstairs one by one.

Shen Dong saw Du Heng's hand on his knee move slightly.

"You heard everything?"

Du Heng slowly opened his eyes, staring at Shen Dong.

"That day, how did you escape..." In front of Shen Dong was still the white fox, its body was full of arrows, and its white fur was covered with blood. Until death, the little demons in Zhongnan Mountain didn't understand what happened. .

"The two white foxes, the pine spirit, the weasel, and..."

Du Heng didn't understand what Shen Dong was talking about at first, but when those little monsters who might not even have their names were read out, his expression suddenly changed, not because Shen Dong remembered it, but because Shen Dong could even remember such an early thing?He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Dong's right shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Later... the master came."

That's right, I forgot that Du Heng's master is still there.

Shen Dong also suddenly thought of something, and asked suspiciously: "Then the nagging old man... Where is your master now?"

Du Heng's eyes changed subtly when he heard the word "slutty", probably because of a smile "in the sky."

"Uh?"

The doctor downstairs began to answer the phone.

"Hey, Shennonggu Rescue Hotline, what, you accidentally ate your own magic weapon? Why don't you eat yourself too... The operation fee for taking things from the inside of the body is 400, depending on what it is , By the way, your magic weapon is... what? The magic weapon made from steamed buns is already [-] years ago...Ming Dynasty steamed buns! My Pangu God, come to Shennong Valley quickly, yes, you are sick , you are too sick."