Killing God

Xilu City was bustling as usual, the first floor of the sky was still busy with business, the shop was full of people coming and going, smiling faces intertwined and chatting, a large number of spiritual materials and spiritual crystals exchanged owners.Some people were elated and satisfied, while others were dejected and sighed in disappointment. All kinds of states in the world can be seen on the faces of these monks at this moment.

It's just that no one seems to have noticed that a young man who grew up here and played in the spiritual materials under these counters every day has left the first floor of the sky and went to another place.

Shen Tai returned to the front of the shop again, and walked slowly with his hands behind his back. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, and he didn't have any outstanding aura of domineering, but looking at this shop in a faint way, there was a bit of wilderness. The lion on the ground is patrolling its territory lightly.

Wherever he passed, those busy guys, male or female, all nodded respectfully and said hello to him, Shen Tai also showed no arrogance, with a smile on his face, he nodded slightly.Even though there were quite a few casual practitioners, because they often came to the first floor, they also recognized the fat boss, and greeted Shen Tai with smiles, and Shen Tai also responded with a smile one by one. .

After turning around in this way, Shen Tai turned back, and walked to the long line of counters on the west side where spiritual materials were purchased, chatted with an old man with white beard and hair in a low voice for a while, his face looked quite relaxed, and then He gave the old man a few more words, and after the white-haired old man nodded in agreement, he turned around with a smile and walked out the back door, walking towards the back hall.

The bustling noise stayed behind, and gradually became inaudible, the smile on Shen Tai's face also gradually subsided, and his complexion became a little indifferent.When he walked by the edge of the gazebo in the small garden, his footsteps paused slightly, his eyes lingered for a moment between the gazebos, thinking about something silently, then he took another step and walked deeper into the courtyard.

In the spring light, the shadows of flowers fluttered, gently covering his short and fat figure.

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On the long horseshoe street, the monks passing by hurriedly walked. In this supposedly beautiful spring season, everyone seemed to have beautiful longings and hopes for their future.On the long street, shops large and small are still open, and they are earning a lot of spirit crystals from the hard-earned casual cultivators amidst the smiling faces of countless shopkeepers. Among them, the two most popular, Naturally, Tianyilou and Shenxianhui's branch in Xilucheng are facing each other faintly on both sides of Horseshoe Street.

Unlike the Tianyilou, which has only risen in the past ten years, the Immortal Club, which has been running for a long time in the Hongmeng Continent, has a bit more heritage from the outside. The branch in Xilu City on Horseshoe Street does not look like this The house on the opposite side is as magnificent as the first floor, but there is a sense of solemnity in the grandeur. The first thought after seeing it is to recall the glorious and long history of this huge chamber of commerce.In contrast, Tianyilou on the opposite side really looks like a nouveau riche.

At this moment, a seemingly ordinary plain white note was sealed in a blank envelope and passed in from the back door of the Shenxianhui branch. The person who took it only glanced at a certain chrysanthemum in the corner of the envelope. After seeing the sign, his complexion sank immediately, and he strode up the stairs immediately, through a secluded and uninhabited path to the highest third-floor building here, and knocked on the only door here.

The envelope was handed over, the door was closed again, the footsteps were hurried, and the figure was shaking. After a while, this inconspicuous letter was quickly handed over to a person standing by the window by the street, looking out silently.

This is a strong but quiet woman.

Beautiful hair piled up on the temples, phoenix hairpin holding pearls, thin lips and nose, bright eyes flashing, her back looks demure and elegant, but once you see her face, you will find that this woman is calm and has a sharp as if Sword-like heroism.She is no longer an immature girl at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but it is the most mature and beautiful time in a woman's life. She has bright eyes and a slender figure. She is standing against the window in a green gauze skirt, revealing a little whiteness on her chest, faintly It can be seen that the plump and deep grooves belong to women.

In this gloomy city all year round, she is as beautiful as a peony in full bloom, so strong and dazzling that people dare not look directly at her.

With white hands and fair hands, she opened the small note, her bright eyes glanced at the simple words on it, the woman took a deep breath, raised her head again, and looked at the bustling shop opposite her.

Then, she slowly showed a sneer. At that moment, her beauty seemed to turn into a cold blade, quietly flashing an unknown edge in this bustling street.

At the same time, the short and fat man who personally created the current prosperity of Tianyilou was not in the shop at the moment, but quietly went to an inconspicuous street and alley a few streets away from Horseshoe Street, with his hands in his hands. Xiu's face was indifferent, like an ordinary and inconspicuous mortal, walking quietly towards the depths of the alley.

At the end of the front is a secluded courtyard with a wooden door ajar, giving off a bloody smell.

The hustle and bustle of Xilu City seems to have quietly gone in this secluded alley, as if in another world.And Shen Tai, who came from that bustling and bustling place, is standing at the door of this butcher's house at this moment, his eyes are slightly narrowed, as if looking at everything here carefully, then he gently pushed open the concealed door and walked in. .

As soon as the wooden door was opened, the smell of blood seemed to be a little stronger. Standing at the entrance of the door, on the bluestone floor in the courtyard, although it was washed with clean water, you can still see it in some crevices and corners. Dots of blood, with a dark and dazzling red.

The small courtyard is not big, there is a main room in front and on the right side respectively, and the butcher who once slaughtered pigs in this courtyard did not see anyone at the moment, and he did not know where he went.

Shen Tai paused at the door for a while, without calling for anyone or hesitating, he walked towards the room on the right.The doors and windows of the house are all open, and the sun shines in from the outside, making it very bright.

In the middle of the room, there is a round table, a reclining chair, and two or three round stools beside them. They all look a little old, but they are still durable, and there is a trace of mortal life in their simplicity.

Shen Tai walked over, sat down directly on the reclining chair, then leaned his fat body back, and the reclining chair made a few "creaks and creaks" and groaned, swinging back and forth, leading the fat man to shake.Shen Tai closed his eyes, revealing a relaxed expression.

At this time, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the house, and then a tall and strong figure appeared at the door. It was the butcher who had talked to the young Shen Shi here not long ago and killed pigs.When he saw a fat man suddenly appearing on the recliner in the room, he didn't show any strange look of surprise on his face, he just frowned slightly, walked over without saying a word, and tugged at Shen Tai's side. Passed a round stool and sat down.

"Pa", there was a soft sound, but it was Shen Tai who casually threw a small cloth bag and landed on the table, and the fat man's eyes seemed to have no intention of opening, he was still lying comfortably and lazily with his eyes closed, Only in his mouth he said lightly: "Where is my son?"

The butcher glanced at him, reached for the bag, and opened it casually. A crisp, pleasant sound like jade hitting each other was accompanied by a magnificent and strange light, gushing out from the bag. The most important spiritual crystals in the cultivation world are crystal clear and flawless, like the most precious gemstones, exuding soul-stirring colors.

The butcher stretched out his rough, calloused hands, grabbed a handful of spirit crystals and held them in his hands, a satisfied smile rarely appeared on his fierce face.After a while, he put the spirit crystal back into the cloth bag, glanced at the fat man on the reclining chair, and said: "I just killed two pigs, and I'm a little tired. I'll let him wash his body and rest later. Come here."

"En." Shen Tai closed his eyes, shaking his body up and down gently on the recliner.

The butcher let out a "huh", his voice still sounded a bit deep and hoarse, as if he was pronouncing in a urn, it sounded a bit weird.Perhaps thinking of something, the butcher glanced at the courtyard and patio, and after a long silence, he suddenly said:

"A good boy, why do you want me to approach him secretly all these years, and teach him these dirty things of seeing blood and killing people?"

The recliner under Shen Tai suddenly became quiet.

The butcher glanced at him, his face remained unchanged, but he still said to himself: "Those vassal families under the Xuanyin sect are far inferior to you in terms of financial resources and material resources, but if there is a child with similar qualifications in his family, which one will you be able to do?" It’s not like you’re being protected like a baby in the palm of your hand. You’re such an only son, why don’t you raise him well, instead insisting that he be contaminated with these things since he was a child, and force him to learn this and that, to look at the goods and talents, even if he is 12 years old. You can't practice Taoism before the age of [-], and you have to force him to draw some yin-yang and five-element runes, which are clearly not popular trails."

Shen Tai slowly stood up from the reclining chair, glanced at the butcher, and the butcher looked back at him without the slightest dodge in his eyes.After a while, Shen Tai turned around, put his hands behind his back, walked to the door and looked out. In the small courtyard, there was a small sky surrounded by four walls. He was like a bird at the bottom of the well. The little frog looked up at the boundless sky, and as far as he could see, there was only that little blue sky with clouds.

The short and fat man suddenly smiled, then turned his head to look at the butcher, and said, "Because I'm too weak."

The butcher frowned.

"I'm too weak, so weak that even with the current situation, I'm still in danger. I'm afraid that once I wake up, everything in my hands will be taken away easily." Shen Tai's face was flat, as if he was saying calmly. Like other people's business, quietly but with a slight smile, he looked at the butcher and said,

"I have some family property in my hand, and I can't get on the table, but I still want to pass it on to Xiaoshi, so I am very worried that this thing will be taken away by others, so I often can't sleep because of worry. So I just thought about it. "Little Shitou must not be as weak as me in the future. He has seen blood and killed people. Although he is not a murderer, he will always be bolder and stronger. He knows more things and recognizes more spiritual materials. Although it looks inconspicuous and useless, it will be more or less useful in future practice."

The butcher sneered suddenly, "Hehe", and said: "Those are those sent by famous families, or those talented children from aristocratic families who have never seen killing blood. In the same realm, I can kill two or three of them by myself."

Shen Tai smiled, didn't take it seriously, and just said indifferently: "I am too poor in Taoism, and I can't teach him anything on the way of cultivating Taoism. There are only these things that I can do."

The butcher was silent for a moment, but suddenly sighed again, and said, "There is indeed some truth in what you said, but the things you have done to your son over the past few years are really too much for a child, even me. I can't bear to watch it, and sometimes I worry about whether the child can survive."

Shen Tai walked to the table, stretched out his hand to pick up a transparent and shining spirit crystal, there seemed to be a trace of sadness in his face, and it seemed to be a little bit more comforting and loving, he laughed softly, and said to himself:

"Fortunately, he has come to this day safely after all. All the hardships he has suffered in the past, I just hope that one day in the future, he will be able to repay him a little bit."

(It will be updated at ten o'clock in the morning tomorrow.)