white clothes

"You are here."

In the small cave, the whirling wicker automatically unwinds the swing made of wicker without wind. The fluorescent green wicker shone with misty light. Stopped in a small village.

Po Whirling took the scenery of the world at will, he had no goal, because Xie Chenyuan never gave it to him.

Sometimes he simply reflects a stream in a valley, and Xie Chenyuan can also see it.

Of course, most of the time, what Xie Chenyuan saw was not a very beautiful and peaceful picture.

Monsters are everywhere, causing troubles in the world. Although most of the monsters are gathered in the wilderness, there are still some outside.

The monsters are different from the human race, especially the low-level monsters, they will not suppress their nature. They think that cannibalism is justified. Some remote towns have no monks stationed, so they are easy to be targeted. A few days can be enough for some monsters to have a full meal. Only a piece of wreckage is left, Po Whirling is a dryad, he doesn't pay much attention to the desire of tongue, on the contrary, he hates flesh and blood, always feels dirty and sticky, so when he doesn't like blood, he will skip it And pass.

He likes a more peaceful and quiet atmosphere.

At this very moment, in an unknown small village, an old master was sitting on a bluestone under a pear tree, holding an ancient book in his hand, teaching three or five children in front of him to read.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good."

Five or six little dolls shook their heads and recited along with the old master: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind."

"Sex is close, but habits are far away."

"Sex is close, but habits are far away."

The pear blossoms were in full bloom, white as snow, falling on the old master's head, shoulders, and clothes. The old master was wearing an old blue shirt with patches all over the cuffs. He lowered his head and patted the pear blossoms away. , took out an oiled paper bag from his cuff, and greeted the little dolls with a smile: "You read well today, the master rewards each of you with a piece of candy."

The little dolls suddenly cheered up, one by one gathered around in front of the master, staring longingly at the oiled paper bag in the old master's hand.

The old master opened the oiled paper bag, revealing a few pieces of gray sugar cakes. He hid the sugar cakes in his clothes and was still warm. He smiled and shared one with each of them.

"Eat quickly." The old master looked at these little dolls lovingly.

Five or six children swallowed their saliva at the same time, and one of the older dolls swallowed, wiped his hand on his clothes, and handed out a small piece of sugar cake.

"Master Qin, you eat."

The remaining little dolls also held up the sugar cakes in front of the master.

"You eat candy cakes, but Xiao Jiu doesn't eat them."

"I heard from my mother that you were injured a few days ago when you beat a big monster. If you eat candy, you can recover sooner."

"Candy cakes are very sweet."

The dolls kept talking here and there, but they just refused to eat sugar cakes.

The old master stroked his beard and laughed. There were tears in his eyes, which were wiped away by his well-covered sleeves. He touched the shofar braids of these little dolls, and a smile appeared on the old face: "I But the immortal, does the immortal know?"

"I know! Immortals can fight monsters."

"There is a great fairy in our village!"

The children looked at their master adoringly, chirping and chattering, so lively.

"That monster was chased away by the master!"

"The fairy is so powerful, I want to be a fairy when I grow up."

"I think so, too."

"Then do you listen to the fairy's words?" the old master asked.

"Listen, listen."

"Immortals don't like to eat sweets. You guys, I will do my master a favor and eat the sugar cake. After eating the sugar cake, I will have strength. Only when I have strength can I grow taller." The old master looked at these dolls and tried to persuade: "Eat quickly."

The little dolls finally ate the candy cake, and they all smiled contentedly and rolled their eyes as it was rare to eat a sweet cake.

"Thank you, master."

"Well, let's go back. Tomorrow I'm going to the mountains to practice immortality, so don't come here again, tell your parents to make them take precautions." The old master said with a serious face, "I'll go find you when the immortality is finished. "

"Okay, master, how long will it take?"

"Soon, soon."

The old master watched the group of little guys go away, and slowly stood up. His left leg was empty, and one was missing.

The old man turned around with difficulty and took out a sword from under the bluestone.

"It's just an old Taoist priest in the spirit refining period, but he dares to call himself an immortal. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!" A shrill voice came from behind the tree, and a colorful tiger stepped on the ground. The animal pupils were full of ferocity, and confronted the old man.If you look closely, its right leg and tiger tail are broken at the same root, and it is staggering.

"Old man, after decades of hard work, do you really want to become my enemy for those mortals?" The colorful tiger opened its bloody mouth and let out a tiger roar.

The old master straightened his back, held the sword very tightly in his hand, and aura wrapped around his body, fierce and aggressive, he smiled back in anger: "You look down on me as a casual cultivator, don't forget who cut off your claws and tail .”

The tiger roared when he heard the words, and kept circling around the old man, impatient and anxious, with killing intent boiling over: "So, you must protect those mortals."

The old man snorted coldly, and stood up straighter with his body propped up: "This Maemi can hurt you once and twice, come here if you are not afraid of death, I heard that the sword lords of Daomen have been flying swords for three thousand miles I swear to kill the Heavenly Demon, and when the time comes, I can only tell you the news of the victory of the human race on your grave."

"Big words! I want to see who dies first!" After the tiger demon finished speaking, he swooped over.

The old man fought with the tiger demon with his sword.

Looking at this scene, Po Huan felt a bit boring. He just wanted to see some scenery. One of them was old, weak, sick and disabled, and the other had a broken claw and no tail.

but…

Posuo looked at Xie Chenyuan who had been watching, and said, "Which side do you think Lord Tianmo will win?"

In the picture, the old man has been injured by the tiger demon, knocked down under the pear tree, dying, and the sword in his hand fell in the distance.

"It seems that the tiger demon is going to win, the old man is still old after all." Seeing this, Po Suo said.

Sitting under the willow tree, Xie Chenyuan watched the old man's mouth and nose continuously overflowing with blood, as if he was about to die in the next moment, lowered his eyelashes, and said slowly: "There is no winner among them."

"But in my opinion, the tiger demon has a better chance of winning. Although the tiger demon is still scarred, his injuries are much lighter than the old master's. Moreover, his sword has been kicked far away by the tiger demon." Posuo said Give your own reasons.

Po Sua felt that the old man's hope was slim.

At this moment, the scene in the picture changed unexpectedly.

The tiger demon was already victorious. It lowered its head and was about to bite off the head of that stinky monk. The eyes of the dying old master who was lying on the ground suddenly burst into light. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which pierced the tiger like a sharp sword. The tiger demon's eyes hurt, and the tiger demon took a step back, feeling even more violent in his heart. Unfortunately, before it could make another move, an unbearable bone-cracking pain came from between its brows.Hu Yaoyao stared extremely, the only intact eye reflected the old man's sunken and inhuman head, the old man's eyes flashed with flames, cold and determined, burning everything with deep-seated hatred.

The tiger demon's body fell heavily to the ground, and its head was smashed to pieces by a huge force.

The old man stood up staggeringly. Just now he covered his head with aura, and hit the head of the tiger demon with brute force. The tiger demon died, and he will die soon. Now his head has been broken inside, but he There is still work to be done.

The old man crawled to a distance, picked up his sword tremblingly with thin fingers, then crawled to the side of the tiger demon, and stabbed fiercely at the tiger demon's abdomen with all his strength.

He didn't let go of the sword until he heard a slight sound and the demon core shattered.

The old man hit the ground heavily, his eyes were blurred and he could no longer see anything, but he seemed to hear the chirping voices of children, childish and crisp, very much like they surrounded him before.

"Master Qin, it's my grandfather's birthday today, and my mother asked me to call you to my house for dinner, will you go?"

Go, go, how could he not go, the pork head meat marinated by Qi Funiang was paired with a pot of two liang of turbid wine from Xinghualou in the town, even if he was given a thousand gold, he would not exchange it.

"Master Qin, how do you pronounce this word?"

This word, read goodness, at the beginning of human beings, the goodness of nature is good.

"Master, Master, I like you so much."

He also likes them very much, he can't bear to die if he likes them.

"Ms. Qin... son."

Hey.

The old man closed his eyes completely, and there seemed to be a little smile on the corner of his mouth. He lay peacefully under the pear tree, a gust of wind blew by, the snow-white pear blossoms were dyed red by the snow, and more of them fell on the old man, like a pear tree. The end of the funeral.

……

The mother-in-law looked at this scene in a daze, and suddenly looked at Xie Chenyuan: "You are right, there is no winner in this fight, they are all dead, but I don't understand, did you guess that the old master would do this early in the morning?"

Xie Chenyuan looked at Lihua, seemed to remember something, and replied after a while: "He doesn't have a sword, so his weapon is himself."

The whirling disappeared from the screen, and Xiaodongtian returned to its original state.

"Master Tianmo, can I ask you a question?" The whirling wicker was waving like a streamer, flowing in the small cave.

A little green light fell from Xie Chenyuan's palm, and let it scatter in the air: "What's the problem?"

"Do you like the human race?" Po Huan asked this question very carefully. It admitted that the human race has many advantages, and it can be shocked by the strong emotions that those monsters don't understand, but...they are monsters.

Posuo suddenly felt a trace of sadness. In fact, it is extremely painful for a demon to have human emotions, so Posuo prefers to see flowers and plants, mountains and rivers, and does not want to be contaminated by human things, which will make it heart shaken.

Human beings often say that people are not grass and trees, and they are ruthless through practice.

Po Sua felt that this sentence was wrong.

Xie Chenyuan patted the wicker on his side with his fingers: "I know what I'm doing." After speaking, he got up and left.

When he went out, he found that the Wanli Taolin in Taoyao Palace had turned into pear blossoms.

In late spring, the pear blossoms are white.

Does not dye human color.

The old master explained his determination with his life.

He also wants to complete his plan, and no one can stop him, not even death.

There are things he has to do.

It is the end of everything, the new life of heaven and earth, and his inescapable fate.