I'm really a decent cultivator

In a shadow invisible to the naked eye.The two ghosts squatted on the ground, holding their heads with their wings, trembling.With the cleaning of Chaotian Pavilion last night, all the ghosts in Fengyun County were wiped out.Even many evil spirits who originally lived in the county were implicated tragically.There are still two fish that slipped through the net here, which is a bit strange to be true.In front of the two ghosts, stood two strange figures.Both wore ancient robes, white faded to gray, blue faded to green.There are strange bronze masks on the faces, one is white and the other is black.

You can't see the edges, it seems to be set on the face. "I know, you can feel the position of the owner of the magic brush." ​​The black-faced man said in a strange voice. "You have to rely on him to live, and you are afraid that he will find a way to get rid of you, so you have been avoiding him." The white-faced man also answered in a strange voice. "Take us to him, I have a way to get the magic pen, and let you survive." The black face said humanely. "Don't doubt, we won't lie to you. Because we come from..." The white-faced man proudly said, "Demon Sect!"

Demon door? !The two ghosts all showed terrified faces!immediately.The two of them looked at each other and exchanged wild eyes.What is Yaomen?I do not know?I do not know either?Damn, why don't you know anything?How many days have I been born?You know everything!You were born an instant earlier than me!Then why are you shocked?I was shocked when I saw you.I was shocked when you saw me.I was shocked when I saw you and I saw you shocked.

I look at you, I look at you... The black-faced man seemed a little impatient looking at the two ghosts mating dolls in silence.He raised his finger.Bang—I didn't see what happened, the ghost on the left exploded!Splashed ink on the face of the ghost on the right!
shock!The ghost on the right looked at the two masked men tremblingly.The white-faced man asked: "Can you take us to find the owner of the magic brush now?" The ghost immediately nodded frantically, like a ghost.

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Because of a magic brush, an undercurrent surged in the small county town.Even in broad daylight, few people dared to wander the streets.Last night, there were frequent clanging of swords and roars of ghosts in the city, which frightened many people who were used to a peaceful life.Recently, there have been frequent occurrences of evil spirits.For a while, people panicked.But in a small courtyard in the city, there are peaceful days.Liang Ma bowed in front of the table, a large sheet of rice paper was spread on the table, he raised his wrist, hung his pen, and splashed ink.Of course, ordinary brushes are used.Xian'er was quietly adding spices to the beast stove.Grinded by plain hands, red sleeves add fragrance.

This is the scene that Liang Ma only dared to envision in his dreams, and it can be regarded as his wish at this time.But I lost the most precious time of my youth and became a middle-aged man.The gains and losses in the middle are hard to care about.But he is a smart man, thinking in his heart, with his background, it is good not to starve to death.Even if I struggle half my life, I don't know how lucky I am to be able to achieve this situation.At this point, just skip the hard work and fast forward to enjoying the results.

Thinking about it this way, blood earns.Unfortunately.Happy hour is always short.Xian'er was about to take away the embers poured out of the furnace, when suddenly there were two popping sounds, and something heavy seemed to fall in the courtyard.She opened the door, and a sharp cold light forced her head on!

When the jar of ashes fell to the ground, Xian'er stepped back and stepped back into the house.Outside the door, three muscular masked men bullied into the room. The first one held a dagger and said in a low voice: "Don't make noise, don't make trouble, the old men only want money, not death!" A small man behind screamed Said: "This little girl is so beautiful, why don't we grab some flair by the way?" A man with a scar between his eyebrows turned his head and stared at him.The little man shrank his neck suddenly.Xian'er looked at Liang Ma helplessly.Liang Ma put down his pen calmly, and said: "My dear fellows, we have a small family and courtyard, and we don't have much savings. There are some scattered silver taels in the box beside the table. That's all our money. If you take it, please go away. "

A man went to open the wooden box he was talking about, and sure enough, he took out some silver from it, about two to thirty taels scattered.The man with the scar between his eyebrows looked at the lower horse and sneered. "Oh, you still want to deceive us? If you only have this little savings, can you afford such good paper? Such good ink? Do you really think that the old man has no experience?" "Good boy!" The little man screamed again: " It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the catastrophe!" After saying that, he was about to step forward to tease Xian'er.

"Stop!" Liang Marton shouted.He glared at a group of strong men, and said: "If you think this paper and ink is valuable, you can take it away... I am a poor family, and I came here from another place... There is really no money left in my family." In fact, as long as he mentioned The ordinary-looking bald brush on the side can draw tens of millions of taels of gold and silver at will.

For the convenience of going out, in terms of gold and silver, he has always painted as he needed, so he didn't have much savings.But at this time, if he used the magic brush in front of these thieves, what they would take away... would not be just gold and silver.If he lost his magic brush, it would be tantamount to losing half his life for the current Liang Ma.True Half-Life.

The man with the scar stared at him, as if thinking.The little man at the side said: "Brother, this man has clearly lied to us. I suggest that Jie show off and put some pressure on him." The man with the scar finally nodded: "Yes."

"Haha!" The little man let out a smirk, and was about to step forward to pull Mo Xian again.The scarred man pinched him by the back of his neck, threw him out of the house, and said, "I'll explore the way ahead." After a thud outside, there was another flattering voice: "Should, should, brother Please also... strike first." "Little brother strikes later... everyone takes turns to strike..."

Although Xian'er walked out of a self-painting, she is no different from an ordinary woman and does not have any supernatural powers at all.Seeing that she was about to be humiliated, Liang Ma was in a hurry, picked up the magic brush at the side, and drew on the paper.Xian'er suddenly called him: "Master! Don't..." Liang Ma looked at her concerned eyes and understood what she meant. If he drew another ghost, maybe he would become an old man.

But in the current situation...Liang Ma had no choice but to think, brush a few strokes, and draw a very realistic steel knife.With a flash of brilliance, the steel knife unexpectedly popped out of the drawing paper and appeared on the table.Liang Ma lifted it up, strode forward, and shouted: "Let go of Immortal Mo!"

Needless to say, the man with the scar had already shifted his attention from Xian'er to him.The man greedily looked at the writing brush on Liang Ma's desk: "The reason why our brothers were trapped in this city and couldn't get out is because a little shepherd boy picked up a magic brush, and everything he drew could come true...Unexpectedly , This pen is actually here." Liang Ma stepped forward with a knife, and angrily said, "Go away if you know!" "Heh." The man sneered, "You try to hack me?" While talking, he At the same time, he walked towards Liangma.Liang Ma didn't intend to kill anyone, but when he saw him approaching again and again, he was flustered for a moment, his eyebrows were tightened, he yelled, and swung his knife violently!Clang——The steel knife hit the man's neck heavily, but what came out was not the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh, but the sound of gold and iron colliding. "Hehe." The man sneered, took out a book from his pocket, and shook it in front of Liang Ma's eyes.

I saw the above eight big characters. "30 days to learn iron cloth shirt"

"Do you know?" said the man with the scar: "I have taught myself the iron cloth shirt for three full years! With this rubbish technique, I have become invulnerable! I have talent, and I robbed families and houses just to continue learning martial arts from teachers." Originally, I didn't want to kill people, but unexpectedly, unexpectedly, I met the magic brush here... Hahahaha! From now on, what kind of martial arts will I practice, I will just cultivate immortality!"

Outside the door, the little man with the wind couldn't hear it clearly, and wondered for a while, "Brother, what kind of pen did you encounter, and it looks so good?" "Could it be some kind of famous legendary weapon?" He couldn't help rubbing hand.expect.

"You..." In the house, Liang Ma didn't expect that there would be warriors among the thieves, and it was too late to pick up a brush to paint, so he could only swing his big knife again in desperation, and wanted to strike again.The man with the scar didn't give him a chance, so he kicked in the air with a bang!Liang Ma's thin body flew high, hit the wall, and slowly slid down like a painting. "Master!" Xian'er called out tenderly. "From now on, your master will be me, hahaha..."