Killing God

Qian Yi looked at Shen Shi, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he sneered, "Does a trash in the Qi refining realm dare to show off his power in front of me?" As he spoke, his eyes swept over the old white monkey and the stone pig who were lying aside. The corpse, with a huff, made an expression of sudden realization, and said in surprise, "Ah, are you having a fit because of the remnants of these monster races? Tsk tsk, sorry, when I killed them just now, I didn't know you belonged to them!" What about friends?"

"Otherwise..." Qian Yi stared at Shen Shi, with a murderous look gradually showing in his eyes, and said, "I will bring them to you and kill them with my own hands, so that you can also know the kind of family members who are killed. The feeling that you can only witness but can't do anything when you kill!"

Shen Shi clenched his teeth, staring at the man in front of him, his hands slowly lowered, and quietly, he took out two witch talismans made of animal skin from the cloth bag at his waist.

At the juncture of life and death, before the battle, although he was furious in his heart at the moment, he still gritted his teeth and endured it. The last rationality reminded him that Qian Yi in front of him was probably the most powerful enemy he would face since he practiced Taoism.

A monk in the Condensation Realm.

For a human monk who opened up the Dantian Yufu and truly broke through the threshold of cultivating immortals, for a person who is still in the initial stage of refining Qi, countless examples in the past have already shown that this is a strong enemy with almost overwhelming advantages.In the cultivation world of the human race, every time there is a big difference in the realm, the gap in strength is extremely huge. Under normal circumstances, there is almost no possibility of crossing the border to win, unless the weaker side has a great opportunity or an unimaginable fortune. , Owning some natural materials and earthly treasures or peerless immortal soldiers that only exist in legends, this may have a slight chance of winning.

It's just such a great fortune, how many people will there be in the world?

And the most important thing is that all peerless fairy weapons and magic weapons need sufficient basic spiritual power to drive them, and this basic is the threshold of the Condensed Origin Realm.If you don't reach the Condensed Yuan Realm, even if you have a great fortune and get a peerless magic weapon, it's just sitting on the treasure mountain and can't use it, you can only wait for death.

And now Shen Shi is facing such a nasty dead situation, which is already an endless battle, but he is a big lower than the enemy, and he is still stagnant because of the three years of delay in the demon world. Beyond the threshold of the Yuan Condensation Realm, even if he is only one step away, he can cross it.

One step, one small step, that's all.

But the reality is so cruel, he is still lingering outside the gate of Yuan Condensation Realm, while Qian Yi in front of him looks fierce and contemptuous, relaxed, looking at Shen Shi full of sarcasm and condescension .

No matter what aspect he looked at, Qian Yi couldn't see the possibility of his mistake. All he had to do was to kill this human race scum who somehow dared to befriend the remnants of the monster race in this deserted forest. Not only want to kill, but also let him suffer all kinds of pain before death, and finally retreat by himself Shi Shiran, as if he had never been here before.

He grinned grimly, and walked towards Shen Shi.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, thunder rumbled, and the first raindrops fell from the sky.

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There were faint bloodshot eyes in Shen Shi's eyes, staring at Qian Yi's approaching figure, his hands hidden in his sleeves, with two witch talismans between his fingers, his face was expressionless but his heart seemed to be full of turbulent waves, at that moment In the meantime, countless thoughts have passed through.

How to do?

How can a monk in the Condensation Realm defeat him?

The power of the first-level five-element technique is too weak. When I first practiced it, I was told by countless people that it could not cause harm to the strong body of the monks in the condensed state. But besides this, what else do I have?

"Sand, sand..." That was the sound of rain falling suddenly on the branches and leaves. In the forest, it was getting darker and darker. Although it was daytime, it was like night.

"Sand, sand..." That was the sound of Qian Yi's footsteps approaching with a grinning grin. He stared at the prey in front of him like a murderous beast, and even stuck out his tongue to lick the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.

In a trance, Shen Shi seemed to have seen the shadow of the demon general Blood Wolf from this person.

Blood wolf!

Suddenly, Shen Shi's heart seemed to constrict suddenly, and the hasty and urgent fight between himself and the blood wolf in the passage of the secret room in the mountain belly suddenly appeared in his mind, and he recalled when he used Shen Shi During the soil technique, the blood wolf's stature was delayed for at least three breaths, and under his own fireball and water archery techniques, the blood wolf's powerful body had also shown signs of scorching black and freezing, and even bursting into flesh and blood.

That is a demon general with the talent of green blood supernatural powers, and that is a blood wolf who has at least cultivated to the level of Hong Yao. Although the two races of humans and monsters are different, according to the old saying, perhaps, at least, may also be similar to... that of the human race. Condensation realm?

Shen Shi's breathing became a little short, it was unknown whether it was because of fury or the tension in his heart, but Qian Yi still walked over with a grinning grin, full of murderous aura, in this dark and rainy forest, like a murderous evil ghost.

In a blink of an eye, the distance between the two was less than two zhang. Qian Yi saw that Shen Shi seemed to be frightened, still standing there motionless, and the ridicule in his heart became heavier. The ant waste fell to the ground, and then thought about how to kill him, but he couldn't die too easily.

But at this moment, suddenly, Shen Shi rushed to the side suddenly, he jumped behind a big tree in the dense forest, and just as he moved, Qian Yi realized that he was not moving, and immediately exerted force on his feet rushed over.

His Taoism is already at the Yuan Condensation Realm, and his physical body is far incomparable in terms of strength and agility, and it is also much stronger than Shen Shi in front of him.But in this forest in front of him, there are trees everywhere, and the sudden heavy rain makes the forest dark and wet, and his sight is much worse than usual. Where he was standing just now, he almost missed Shen Shi, and was rushed into the dark forest by him, and the figure was about to disappear in a blink of an eye.

It's just that the Taoism of the monks in the Yuan Condensation Realm is different from the Qi Refining Realm after all. In addition to being too much stronger than the physical body, the senses are also far superior to ordinary people. Qian Yi rushed to the direction where Shen Shi was fleeing Go, and at the same time, the spiritual sense dispersed, and soon felt the fleeing figure in front of him, and after a grin, he chased after him.

The wind was blowing more and more violently, and the branches and leaves of the treetops were swaying endlessly, like howling ghosts watching the world coldly in the dark.

The rain gradually became heavier.

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In the dark woods, the shadow pupils of the trees are like countless demons in the darkness, roaring and swaying in the wind and rain, and the rain falls from the sky, violently washing this bloody forest.

Qian Yi tightly locked on to the running figure in front of him. Although he could only occasionally see the fuzzy running figure in front of him because of the occlusion of tree shadows and the dim light, including the rain from the sky, his perception told him He, the guy in front can't escape, it won't take a while, he must be the dead soul in his hands.

He was even a little interested, and laughed loudly and said: "Run, run, run faster, and see if you can escape from my grasp."

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, like a sharp sword piercing through the thick clouds, and the forest on the ground was also illuminated.

Taking advantage of this moment's twilight, Qian Yi saw that the figure running ahead staggered suddenly, as if he had tripped over a stone while fleeing in a hurry.Qian Yi couldn't help laughing, his expression was contemptuous and cruel, for some reason, seeing Shen Shi running away desperately, he felt indescribably happy, like a cat playing with a mouse, let me The feeling of slaughter.

"Run, run, run faster...hahahaha..." His smile was chillingly crazy, echoing in the dark forest, but his footsteps still followed Shen Shi closely, without a moment's delay Relax.

It was just at this moment that Qian Yi suddenly felt that the darkness in front of him became much stronger in an instant, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, but what does a monk at the Condensation Realm need for a trash at the Qi Refining Realm? What about the scruples?

This thought flashed through his mind, and he rushed forward without any hesitation.

The darkness in the shadow met his body, and seemed to turn into a cloud of black air, and landed on his left chest.

Witchcraft?? Erosion.

The shirt on his chest burst open a small hole in an instant, and at the same time, Qian Yi also felt a sudden empty and itchy feeling on his flesh and skin. In a short time, this strange feeling disappeared, and it seemed that it only existed for two or three breaths from the beginning to the end.

"Five Elements Art?" Qian Yi laughed, with indescribable contempt. Thinking about it, these monks in the Qi Refining Realm, Yufu, have not yet opened their dantians, so they can't practice any divine channeling techniques at all, and they can't use all kinds of techniques. Spiritual weapons, other than these pitifully powerful first-order five-element spells, what protection skills do they have?

But in front of a monk in the Condensation Realm, the first-order five-element technique is a complete joke.

The figure in front ran in a panic and desperately. Taking advantage of the dim light and dense trees, he seemed to try his best to create some distance, but in Qian Yi's view, it was doomed to be futile. He didn't even use his spirit sword. I don't even bother to sacrifice it, facing such a waste, using the spirit sword passed down by the master is simply a waste of my own spiritual power.

Although, the unknown technique just now was something Qian Yi had never seen before, it seemed a bit weird, maybe it was a relatively partial five-element technique, after all, this kind of trick has been passed down for thousands of years , There will always be some things that I don't know, but the most important thing is that this kind of low-level spells are of no use to me, a monk in the Condensation Realm, so what is the itching?

Qian Yi no longer had any scruples, and strode after him.

The figure in front seemed to wave his arm again. In the dark forest, amidst the wind and rain, darkness rushed towards his face.

Qian Yi went straight ahead, ignoring this mere trick at all, a cloud of black air that was thicker than before collided in front of him, and then dissipated, drifting into the wind and rain.

It was a slight pain that came from his chest, but just like before, this feeling disappeared quickly.It's just that the pain seems to be a little bit deeper than before.

Qian Yi snorted, didn't even look at it, and chased straight away, seeing that the distance to Shen Shi who was running away in front was getting closer and closer, and during this time, Shen Shi cast five or six similar strange spells in succession, all of which were caught by Qian Yi. As if nothing had happened, he directly blocked it with his physical body. The body of a monk in the Condensation Realm is strong, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved.

Just chasing and chasing, when the distance between the two was pulled to less than ten feet by Qian Yi, and they were about to catch this naughty boy, Qian Yi suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest, and at the same time, there was a rather intense feeling The pain came through.

Qian Yi frowned, looked down, and saw that the skin and flesh on his chest turned black and even had a strange moldy green color, and the flesh and flesh in several places around him also began to rot. It is slowly oozing blood.This time, Qian Yi was furious, raised his head and yelled angrily: "How dare you use poison!"

Witchcraft?? Rot.

Witchcraft? Blood Venomism.

Just when Qian Yi roared angrily and was ready to stop being polite to Shen Shi, a flame suddenly lit up in the dark forest ahead, and a fireball rushed towards him.

In the wind and rain, the fireball drew a bright light in midair, and around it, the wind was blowing and the rain was drenching, and it instantly became the most conspicuous existence in the darkness

This time, Qian Yi recognized the technique. This is obviously the most widely spread fireball technique among the five elements. Almost everyone in the comprehension world knows it, but such a first-order five elements technique is very What is the use of a monk like him in the Condensation Realm?Although the flying fireball seemed to be a little bigger than the fireball technique he had seen in the past.

"You know a lot of spells." With a sense of sarcasm, Qian Yi sneered and waved his hand, as if pushing away annoying things or driving away annoying bugs, intending to block the fireball aside.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the rushing fireball hit his arm.

Qian Yi's body trembled, he felt a strong force coming from the fireball, he took a step back involuntarily, and at the same time, there was a burning pain in his arm.

This time, Qian Yi's face finally changed color. He faintly felt that something was wrong. He lowered his head suddenly, only to see that the sleeves on his arms were torn, and the exposed flesh was scorched black.

Qian Yi's heart was shocked, and at the same time, he was unbelievably horrified. When did these ordinary first-order five-element spells actually cause harm to monks in the Condensed Origin Realm?

For tens of thousands of years in the past, the five-element technique under the suppression of the realm is useless at all. Isn't it a common sense that everyone in the cultivation world knows?What's going on today?

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the front, only to find that the figure who had been running had stopped at some point. In this wind and rain, in this darkness, he seemed to be hiding the deepest and most vicious ghost, looked at him coldly.

Then, Shen Shi waved his hands.

The wind and rain howled, the darkness danced wildly, and above the sky, another thunder exploded!

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"Dang!" There was a clear cry, and a clear ray of light lit up, blocking Qian Yi's body, it was his spirit sword. At this moment, his face finally became a little more serious. The young man in front of him really It's a little weird, especially the spells he cast can cause harm to himself, a monk in the condensing realm, which is really unheard of.

A flash of fire suddenly lit up again, and another fireball technique rushed over.

As soon as Qian Yi's sword art was drawn, the spirit sword flashed a bright light and slashed straight down, instantly extinguishing the fireball. In front of the magic weapon of the monks in the Condensation Realm, the mere first-order five-element spell, even if it is strangely powerful Some, but it is still like a mantis holding a car, and it cannot be compared at all.

Qian Yi knocked the fireball into the air with ease, and suddenly he was determined, thinking that in the end, this is what a trash in the Qi-refining realm is like after all, and these guys cast five-element spells, because the qi sea dantian has not yet been completed, and their spiritual power is not enough. It is well known that the interval between each casting of spells is very long, and the casting speed is also quite slow.Without any hesitation at the moment, he grinned grinningly, rubbed his body, and was about to cut this guy who had caused him a lot of trouble under the sword.

It's just that at this moment, maybe even he himself didn't realize that he had inexplicably given up the idea of ​​killing Shen Shi, but subconsciously wanted to quickly kill this Qi Refining cultivator.

However, just as he took the first step, suddenly, a khaki-yellow light fell instantly, and Qian Yi felt his body jerk suddenly, and his footsteps were momentarily sluggish, as if a huge boulder weighed on him, making it difficult for him to walk .

Soil sinking technique!

This is also just an ordinary first-order five-element spell, and even this spell itself has no damage power, it can only play a role in delaying the enemy's movements, but at this moment, Qian Yi's heart was so shaken that he unexpectedly It was even more severe than when he received those injuries before.

How is this going?

Qian Yi stared in shock at the figure hiding in the darkness in front of him. Didn't the fireball technique in front of him be cast just now? From the fireball technique to the earth sinking technique, at most, a little more than one breath had passed. Why? ?Why is this person's casting speed so fast?

What exactly is going on?

This world, especially the common sense of the cultivation world, seems to have been subverted in Qian Yi's heart at this moment. All kinds of strange phenomena in front of him made the faint sense of crisis in his heart even stronger.

With a loud roar, he was about to rush over and kill this weird young man directly. As long as he rushed to a sufficient distance, Chen Shi would be unlucky under the spirit sword.

But the Earth Sinking Technique dragged his footsteps, Qian Yi roared angrily, but he only took a small step, but he didn't fall into a panic, this little thing is not enough to make a monk in the Condensation Realm fall into despair, And relying on the power shown by those spells just now, Qian Yi can also estimate the time it takes for those tingling sensations to take effect on his skin.

It's only three breaths. After three breaths, I can rush over and cut that guy into two pieces with a single sword!

He roared, and the corner of his eye flashed suddenly, but he saw a sharp stream of water piercing through the rain in the sudden strong wind and heavy rain.

No, that's not rain, that's the water archery in the Five Elements technique!

Moreover, the sharp water arrow was aimed at the softest eyes in his whole body.

Qian Yi let out a loud cry, leaned back, and narrowly escaped the insidious and cunning water archery when there was no time to move.And the next moment, his body suddenly loosened, the soil sinking technique had really limited restrictions on him, a cultivator in the Condensation Realm, and the short time of three breaths was fleeting, and he had already recovered his original agility.

Qian Yi was overjoyed, his figure instantly lifted up, and at the same time the spirit sword had activated Gao Fei, and was about to rush towards Shen Shi.

But at this moment, a khaki light once again shone in Qian Yi's astonished and incredible eyes.

Soil sinking technique!

His body fell instantly and landed heavily on the ground, once again falling into the state of overwhelming pressure.

"boom!"

A flash of lightning pierced the sky, illuminated the depths of the dense forest, and the figure that had been hiding in the depths of the darkness took a step forward for the first time.

Shen Shi's stern and stern face, the face that was drenched by rain, was nothing but cold.

His hands waved, as if never stopping, in the wind and rain, with a strange and mysterious rhythm, as if he was harvesting the strange power of the world, every time he waved, a witch talisman was burned; With each swing, a spell is cast.

Erosion, decay, earth sinking, blood poison, fireball, earth sinking, water arrow, rock thorn, earth sinking, decay, blood poisoning, earth sinking...

In the wind and rain, he seemed to be integrated into this stormy world. Every wave of his hand seemed to move the sky and the earth, causing countless wind and rain to dance beside him, as if the time before countless ancient years suddenly reappeared in the Between this piece of heaven and earth.

Without the slightest pause, without a moment's delay, all his will instincts have been fully integrated into these spells, without any gaps, one after another, they swarmed like a storm with lightning speed. Come, there is no respite.

The black air was roaring, the fire was shining, and the sharp and cold water arrows were flying across the wind and rain. A monk in the Condensation Realm suddenly became so embarrassed in front of him in the wind and rain.

Qian Yi roared again and again, manipulating the spirit sword to desperately resist the surge of spells, but the rushing five-element spells were too fast, one after another, although Qian Yi's spirit sword was powerful, But it didn't take long before he became clumsy, completely unable to stop this frightening and frightening surge of spells.

Maybe he doesn't care about the damage caused by one spell, and he can still bear the damage of two spells, but ten, twenty or even more spells are constantly flying at an unbelievable speed What kind of terrifying scene was it when he crazily hit his physical body?

Qian Yi couldn't figure out how to do this at all. How could a monk in the Qi Refining Realm have such a fast casting speed? A Qi Refining Realm cultivator usually only has one or two pieces of precious and rare things, so how could he use them so frequently and appallingly.

On the body, scorched and frozen areas began to increase slowly, and on the chest, the areas where the flesh rotted faster and faster, and the blood was seeping out uncontrollably under the dark green skin, and even the strength in the body seemed to be in the air. Slowly drain.

The monks in the Condensation Realm are facing the strong body that is proud and even crushing in the Qi Refining Realm. At this moment, under the sudden crazy and terrifying spell frenzy, they are using a slow but unbelievable determination. way, slowly starting to crumble.

Has the world gone mad?

What exactly is going on?

Qian Yi roared and roared in his heart, and at the same time his body slowly began to tremble.

It is obvious that I have a Taoist strength that far exceeds that of the opponent, and it is obvious that as long as there is a chance for the spirit sword to slash through, he can kill that person with a single sword!But this opportunity never appeared again after he was careless and lost the opportunity.Countless spells surged crazily almost without gaps, and those unexpected powers were already enough to pose a great threat to him, and he had no choice but to use the spirit sword to resist desperately.

However, this block, this time's defense, could no longer stop.

He is just an ordinary disciple under the Xuanjian Sect. He has cultivated to the initial stage of Condensed Yuan Realm, and obtained a spirit sword with the strong strength of his sect. Qian Yi is already a high-ranking figure, but among the monks in the Condensation Realm, his strength is still not particularly strong.

But when facing Shen Shi, he felt that he was strong enough.

He never imagined that he would become the mess he is now.

What will happen next, he suddenly felt a little fearful and fearful in his heart. The stern and hateful eyes of the young man in front, as well as the extremely strange spells flying all over the sky, made him feel a little guilty.

This was the first time for him to vaguely feel the pain and fear of those weak people at the moment of life and death. He even had an inexplicable remorse in his heart. Perhaps, was he careless this time?

He suddenly roared, urging the spirit sword to block a sinister water arrow mixed in the wind and rain again, turned around and ran towards the way he came, striding away.

The wind is raging like crazy, the world seems to be laughing and shouting, laughing at the ants in the world, laughing at the impermanence of this world.

People who are easy to kill are often more afraid of death.

In the wind and rain, Shen Shi's face looked a little pale, and his breathing was a little short, but his hands were still steady, and he was still waving them in that suffocating rhythm, casting spells one after another. , rushed towards Qian Yi with a sea of ​​spells like a storm that had almost never been seen in this world.

"Boom!"

A low and muffled sound suddenly sounded from under Qian Yi's feet who had just taken two steps. The sound seemed somewhat familiar, and Qian Yi suddenly remembered what it was.

Rock Spike!

A sharp stone ridge suddenly pierced out from the ground. Under the cover of wind and rain and Qian Yi's flustered state of mind, this first-order earth spell, which should have been absolutely impossible to conceal and could not cause harm to monks in the Condensation Realm, pierced through him instantly. Through Qian Yi's calf.

Flesh burst and blood flew, Qian Yi screamed and fell to the ground.

The next moment, before he could react, a sharp water arrow suddenly pierced his right eye from the dark shadow, mixed with endless wind and rain.

A burst of heart-piercing screams burst out from Qian Yi's mouth. The terrible pain that exceeded the limit of his endurance instantly crushed his will.There was darkness in front of his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood or rain, he just screamed and rolled subconsciously desperately, and when he thought of something, he felt a sudden scorching heat blowing towards his face.

Fireball!

The scorching fireball blazed and hit him in the face with a bang!

At this moment, the original strong physical body of the monk in the condensing realm seemed to have finally reached its limit, and at this moment, it completely collapsed.

Nose folded, mouth cracked, bloody and bloody, Qian Yi's face had turned into a bloody and bloody strange face, even his body was knocked into the air, and the spirit sword that was flying in the air was powerless. Dropped to the ground, flooded with dirty sewage.

Shen Shi still didn't stop.

He walked forward step by step, casting spells one by one. The difference was that he didn't cast control spells like sinking earth, but attacking spells one after another.

Fireball, Water Arrow, Rock Spike, Blood Poison, Rot...

The spells fell like raindrops, continuously hitting Qian Yi's body, turning this monk in the Condensed Yuan Realm into a living target. This was a frightening and inexplicably frightening wave of spells. No one has ever manipulated the Five Elements technique like this.

And under this frenzy of magic spells, Qian Yi, who had been bombarded countless times by countless spells, was hit by spells almost everywhere from head to toe.A monk of the Condensation Realm, who once regarded the monks of the Qi Refining Realm as waste ants, desperately wailed, shouted, begged for mercy, cursed, and cried, and in the end, his voice slowly sank, his body It also gradually became stiff and motionless.

When the last fireball technique also landed on Qian Yi's body, just rolling that unrecognizable body, Shen Shi finally slowly lowered his hands.

His body suddenly staggered, as if he was a little out of strength, but soon he stopped. At this moment, his face was pale, as if all the strength in his body had been exhausted, but in this still raging wind and rain, he still Tenaciously standing still, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

The wind was heavy and the rain was heavy, and the rain fell on his face. The forest was dark, leaving only the rustling and gloomy sound of rain.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly uttered a shrill roar facing the forest and the seemingly endless darkness:

"what……"

The sound echoed in this forest, echoed in the wind and rain, drifted far, far away, but finally drifted in this empty human world.

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I don't know how long it took before the wind and rain stopped slowly, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and some light shone through again.

A drenched figure walked slowly back to the place in the forest. The corpses of the old white monkey and the stone pig were still lying on the wet ground, and the little black pig did not leave, even in the storm In the midst of it, it still guards the side of these two monster races.

Seeing Shen Shi come back, the little black pig curled up next to the already cold stone pig, stood up, shook the water stains on his body, and hummed softly to Shen Shi a few times.

Shen Shi came over, squatted down, silently, gently touched the head of the little black pig, and the little black pig put its head against his palm and rubbed it lightly twice.

Shen Shi turned his head and looked at the old white monkey and the stone pig, who were chatting with him just yesterday but now they had become two cold corpses, slowly sitting on the ground.

He just looked at them like this, didn't say anything, and kept looking at them for a long, long time, until it was dark again, when he woke up like a start, his body trembled, and he stood up slowly.

The corners of his eyes seemed a little wet, but he gritted his teeth and did not shed tears. He started digging in this clearing in the forest.

Burying into the earth is safe, not only among the human race, but also among the monster race has such an ancient custom.

In the three years in the demon world, he not only had these two friends, but also learned some other things.

The pit was dug very large, because there was more than one person lying in it.At this time, the little black pig was also unusually silent, lying on the side quietly, looking at the sinking stone, looking at the earth pit, and occasionally looking at the frozen stone pig and the old white monkey, and then quietly lowered nod.

When it was dark and late at night, with the help of the starlight above the sky, Shen Shi dug the pit, and dragged the bodies of the old white monkey and the stone pig into it bit by bit.

He knelt on the edge of the pit, with scars on his hands, looking at the two blurred faces in the shadow of the pit, the darkness was like a deep iron curtain separating himself from them forever.

He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, but finally couldn't help but choked up.

Tears blurred his eyes, he gritted his teeth and turned his head away, and began to push the soil into the pit with trembling hands.Beside him, the little black pig suddenly jumped over impatiently and bit his arm sleeve.

Shen Shi's movements faltered for a moment, his voice trembling, and he said softly, "They're dead, Xiao Hei, they... are dead."

The little black pig hesitated at a loss, then slowly opened his mouth.

The soil fell from between the fingers little by little, covering the two familiar bodies, as if they also covered the traces of their existence in this world.

When the pothole was finally filled, when the slightly raised land like a tomb was revealed in front of his eyes, Shen Shi's body trembled, and he sat down with his back against the tomb in a daze.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he turned in a daze, but he saw that the wine jar with flower carvings was still dumped beside a big tree not far away. A small and a half of wine.

The strong and mellow smell of wine, even after this stormy night, still remained unchanged.

Shen Shi hugged the wine jar, and suddenly seemed to lose control, big drops of tears could no longer bear it, and slid down his face.Then he suddenly raised his head, hugged the wine jar to his mouth, drank it in big gulps, the mellow and strong wine poured into his chest, stomach and intestines, as if unknowingly returned to not long ago, that old monkey was greedy and greedy. Happy drinking time.

When the wine enters the heart of sorrow, the person is already drunk.

Looking back at the lonely grave with drunken eyes.

With his back against the grave, Shen Shi's hands loosened slightly, and the wine jar rolled down, rolling on the ground a few times, but there was no more wine left.

Shen Shi suddenly laughed, in that drunkenness, he seemed to be smiling very happily, but it also seemed to be inexplicable and profound pain, he smiled and patted the grave bag under him, and then whispered as if only himself With a voice that can only be heard by people in the grave, said softly:

"Good wine, old monkey."

——The end of the first volume of "Drunken Flower Diao".