4.butcher

Xilu city is located in a strategic location, which is prosperous. There are many monks from all walks of life. It can be regarded as the focus of the spiritual world within ten thousand miles. However, as is the norm in the world, there are always a few geniuses and ordinary people everywhere. In Xilu city with a population of hundreds of thousands, ordinary ordinary people still account for the majority.

For ordinary people, monks, even the most miserable casual practitioners in the spiritual world, are also like powerful immortals and are in awe. It's just that people and immortals have different paths. Almost all friars treat ordinary people with contempt and distancing, and ordinary people often treat friars with respect.

After all, it is said that people cultivate themselves to be true and immortal, but there are often people who cultivate themselves into evil spirits. In recent years, tragedies of monsters and evil cults slaughtering ordinary people have not been rare. It is in Yinzhou, although it is a remote place in the vast territory of Hongmeng, a city and 90 States, 30 years ago, an evil demon went crazy and slaughtered the city, killing a small town with thousands of people in the northeast of Yinzhou.

Therefore, in a city, monks and ordinary people often maintain a situation where the well water does not violate the river, but there are always some brave people who want to do business with those powerful monks in order to get some benefits.

Now when Shen Shi walked along the long street, he saw quite a few ordinary people without Taoism on the roadside. They casually put a piece of cloth on the ground, and then put some goods from unknown places. Then they formed a small stand and boldly sold them to the scattered practitioners in the past. Most of the things they sell are medicinal herbs picked from the mountains, or antiques picked up from nowhere. With the unique vision of Shen Shi, who has been tempered in the first floor of heaven, it is natural to see that most of these people's things are useless, or fake, and so on, and then laugh off them.

Listen to the peddlers around shouting that this is some kind of spirit grass, what kind of strange stone is that, or that they mysteriously carry a broken incense burner and say that this is a magic weapon unearthed from an ancient immortal tomb in a deep mountain, and it is also a strange scene in Xilu city.

After walking through horseshoe street, where monks gather most, and then walking around a few intersections, the noise will disappear quietly behind you, and the surrounding area will be much quieter. After all, in the world of ordinary people, peace is the norm.

Shen Shi grew up in Xilu city when he was a child. He knew the city very well, especially the street near horseshoe street where he lived. He could not go wrong with his eyes closed. At this moment, the warm day is gradually rising, and all kinds of life styles of people on the roadside are also playing in front of him, quietly in the streets and alleys here.

Shen Shi skirted around some children who were laughing and playing on the road and turned into an alley. The alley was not big. There were a few families sparsely living in it. There were few voices. It seemed very quiet. However, Shen Shi seemed to know this place very well. He walked all the way to the deepest part of the alley and smelled a faint blood gas.

A somewhat shabby door was left open, and it was faintly visible that several huts surrounded a courtyard. Just as he was about to walk forward, there was a sharp and urgent scream behind the door. But a moment later, only two low sounds of "Pu Pu" were heard, and the cry stopped abruptly. It seemed that all the voices were stifled.

The bloody gas in the air seemed to be a little stronger.

Shen Shi smiled and pushed the door open. He saw a big man with a big frame on the edge of the patio. He was bareheaded and his muscles were like iron. He looked like those terrible monsters in the wilderness outside the city. At a glance, he felt that there was endless strength in it.

At this moment, the big man was half bent, standing on a fat pig with its limbs bound, holding a sharp butcher's knife in his hand. The blade of the knife was bleeding and was leaving the throat of the pig. What happened just now is obviously that the man who looks like a butcher is killing pigs.

Hearing the noise at the door, the butcher stood upright and turned to see that Shen Shi was standing at the door. He didn't look any different. The 12-year-old boy saw the bloody scene in front of him and nodded slightly.

Shen Shi glanced at the dead fat pig on the ground. There was no fear or disgust on his face. Everything went on as usual. He just smiled and said hello to the butcher: "uncle, you are killing pigs so early."

The butcher said "Hmm", his voice sounded a little low and hoarse, and he said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

Shen Shi walked up to him and said with a smile, "my father asked me to buy some meat."

The butcher's face suddenly turned cold. He remained silent for a moment, nodded and said, "today?"

Shen Shi only felt that his throat suddenly interfered. He didn't know whether he was nervous or stimulated by some strong bloody gas around him. He whispered: "yes."

The butcher glanced at him and said, "come in."

Shen Shi walked over and looked at him and the butcher. Although they didn't talk much, they seemed to know each other a little. The butcher was not idle either. While motioning Shen Shi to come, he grabbed the fat pig on the ground with one hand. With a cry of "Hey", he immediately picked up the fat pig weighing several hundred kilograms and threw it aside.

Behind the patio, the sound of "wheezing" suddenly sounded, one after another.

The butcher turned around and stood in front of Shen Shi. In terms of body shape, he was stronger than Shen Shi, who was still a teenager. He was at least three heads taller than Shen Shi. His arms were thicker than Shen Shi's thighs. Especially now he was carrying a bloody butcher knife in his hand. Coupled with his figure, he was really murderous.

However, Shen Shi looked calmly. He glanced at the butcher's bloody butcher's knife. On the contrary, he seemed quite close to the murderous butcher.

The butcher looked Shen Shi up and down and suddenly said, "take off your clothes."

Shen Shi was shocked and said, "what?"

The butcher's palm shook, and the sharp and shining pig killing knife turned smoothly between his fingers. It turned its head, and the handle of the knife was facing Shen Shi. His low voice said softly, "kill two?"

Shen Shi looks up at the butcher. The butcher looks at him without expression. After a moment, Shen Shi suddenly smiles and reaches for the bloody butcher's knife. At the same time, he reaches for his clothes and smiles:

"Good."

The spring wind blows over Xilu city and into the streets and alleys of the city, and the sun is warm and shining on this quiet place. The alley was as calm as usual, and the shabby door was still open. However, after a while, a neighing sound suddenly sounded again, followed by a low abnormal sound, which was mercilessly cut off with a cold determination.

When the wind blows, the smell of blood in the alley seems to be a little stronger.

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"I also want to live in a muddle through life, guard the small stone, and live my life in this way." In the light smoke, Shen Tai returned to the quiet room where his dead wife's memorial tablet was enshrined. Standing alone in front of the incense table, he looked at the three incense sticks that were about to be burned and whispered, "really, I really thought about it this way."

Shen Tai glanced at the tablet, and a trace of sadness and bitterness flashed across his face, Low channel: "Am I useless? Don't I look like a man at all? Obviously, it was Li Xinghuai who coveted your beauty and had an evil intention. You didn't get away with it. But after all, he suffered serious injury and died after producing small stones. I know everything from beginning to end, but I just can't avenge you. I can't do anything. I have to work hard for the Xuanyin gate to manage the first floor of this day In full swing... "

The residual fragrance is thin, and a few ashes fall, like a woman's tears.

"He is a descendant of a aristocratic family with good talent. He has reached the Ningyuan realm at a young age. There is also an immortal ancestor of the Yuandan realm, Lao Guai Li. Looking at the whole Yinzhou, he is a powerful person. But we are just mortals who can't even pass the lowest level of refining Qi. What should we do? After you leave, I often can't sleep all night. Every time I wake up, I think of you like you."

"I want to take revenge. I want to take revenge very much. I'm going crazy when I think about it. But every time after daybreak, I have to pretend to be smiling and walk in the first floor of the sky, smiling to show others..."

"I know. When you left, you advised me not to think about revenge. They are heaven, we are ants, and we have small stones. Just take care of my son."

"Xiaoshi is very good and sensible. I didn't hide anything from him. I told him everything. I scolded and urged him so hard from childhood. I always let him do some hard work that other children can't do. He never complained. Xiaobai, will you blame me? I know I'm useless. I can't protect him. In order to make him more independent in the future, I have to be cruel."

Unknowingly, a drop of water fell on the incense table. Shen Tai looked down and gently reached out to erase the water mark.

"I wanted to work hard on the first floor of this day to lay a foundation for Xiaoshi's family business. I thought there was really hope. They even promised to let Xiaoshi go up the mountain. But... We are still ants after all. The Li family took Xiaoshi's disciple's name with a word. I know that they have been jealous of the first floor of the sky for a long time. They are afraid they can't help it for a long time because they earn countless spiritual crystals every day Well, it's only in the palm of one's hand, isn't it? "

"We are both mole ants, but I thought in my heart that even if they are mole ants, they force me so hard that they don't give me and the small stone a chance to survive. Then I will bite them back with all my might, so that I can walk in the world in vain, right?"

"Xiaobai, you know under the spring. Bless me and Xiaoshi."

The short and fat man wiped his eyes, then reappeared his usual gentle smile and smiled at the spirit tablet.

The residual smoke drifted away, and some red light quietly disappeared. It was the three fragrance in the censer that finally burned out.

Shen Tai took a step forward, drew three more sticks from a box of fine incense placed on the other side of the incense table, lit them again, and inserted them into the incense burner again. Through the light smoke slowly rising again, he took a deep look at the spirit tablet, then turned around and walked out without looking back.

In the palm of my hand, I clenched it into a fist. It was a little white and old hourglass. The fine sand flowed silently, as if those past years had gone far.