are mentally retarded

Walking to that road, as soon as he stepped into the fog, Leng Zhenqing suddenly felt a biting cold coming from his body.

It was clearly a scorching sun, but the fog still didn't decrease by half, instead it became thicker. Leng Zhenqing slumped in the forest with his sword in his hands.

"Miss Yun!" Leng Zhenqing shouted at Lin Zhong with a high pitched voice.

No one responded to him, not even a bird, dead.

Leng Zhen said with a clear heart: Lying in slot 1!How could you lose someone in this place where no shit is possible!

The fog moved towards him as if alive, Leng Zhenqing pursed her lips tightly, her complexion was very ugly.

He walked for a while, the mountain road was not far away, logically, he could go out within a stick of incense, but at this moment, he couldn't go out, as if someone had trapped him inside it on purpose.

"Miss Yun!" Leng Zhenqing yelled as he walked.

"Fuck!" Because of the heavy fog, Leng Zhenqing didn't see his feet, he staggered and almost fell, he stabilized his figure, angrily kicked the thing that tripped him, but It was found that the thing was not moving.

Leng Zhenqing froze for a moment, took out a talisman from his sleeve, and said a few formulas on his lips, in an instant, the place within three meters was lit up.

Leng Zhenqing lowered his head and glanced at that thing, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, his little heart is almost scared away.

The thing that tripped him just now was a human head, which looked like a woman's head. She was buried in the soil, only half of her face was exposed, her face was lifeless, her facial features were hideous, her eyes were gone, and her skin But it is still well preserved, it seems that it has just died a few days ago.

Leng Zhenqing raised his head and took a breath, calmed down the trembling in his heart, then looked down at his white boots, which were already stained with blood, what he just kicked was nothing but the woman's eyes .

Bright red blood flowed from the woman's eye sockets, and the surrounding area was immediately stained with a salty smell.

"Girl, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Leng Zhenqing said with a tight throat.

He actually kicked a girl like this, Leng Zhenqing couldn't help but want to slap herself!

He raised his hand again and bowed to the ugly head.

Looking up again, his eyes were stained with anxiety, he was worried that Yun Lingyun would encounter something unexpected.

Because the hair ornament on the woman's head was exactly the hairpin she wore when she got married, this woman must be one of the missing brides.

"You Chan!" Leng Zhenqing called out You Chan, chanted the formula lightly, and You Chan quickly circulated in the air, and within a moment, a layer of blue light appeared next to the woman.

Leng Zhenqing put the sword back into the scabbard again. He didn't have time to dig the girl's grave and buy a coffin. He could only set up a barrier first to prevent her from being bitten by wolf dogs.

Leng Zhenqing saw that the enchantment was set up, then turned around and continued to look for Yun Lingyun.

"Miss Yun!" Leng Zhenqing yelled several times, but still no one responded.

His heart is hanging more and more.

Seeing that the time for a stick of incense was about to pass, Leng Zhenqing gritted his teeth, is there really no other way?

"Master Leng!"

Leng Zhenqing suddenly heard a call for help, he looked around, but only saw a white mist.

"Master Leng, help! Help...!" Another female voice.

"Miss Yun!" Leng Zhenqing finally recognized Yun Lingyun's voice.

"Master Leng!" Leng Zhenqing listened carefully, and finally heard the direction of the voice.

He turned around and ran straight behind him. After running for more than ten meters, Leng Zhenqing finally saw Yun Lingyun not far away.

Yun Lingyun was being buried under a big locust tree at this time, the soil had already reached her neck, she stretched her neck, when she saw Leng Zhenqing, tears came out, her expression was terrified.

"Miss Yun!" Leng Zhenqing stepped forward quickly, trying to rescue her.

But before he took a few steps, a group of dark things came from nowhere around here.

Leng Zhenqing was startled, it was a corpse puppet!

Groups of corpse puppets came at him, their eyes were red, and Leng Zhen was in a state of suspense. This scene was almost the same as the scene two years ago.

Corpse puppets rushed forward in groups, Leng Zhenqing yelled "You Chan!" You Chan's blue light flashed, and the corpse fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Zhenqing immediately stepped forward and pulled Yun Lingyun out of the ground with all her might.

Leng Zhenqing was really weak, after pulling Yun Lingyun, he didn't have much strength left.

But the corpse puppets kept coming up, not tired at all, Yun Lingyun's eyes were full of tears, her whole face was already pale, her trembling fingers tightly clenched Leng Zhenqing's sleeves.

Leng Zhenqing frowned slightly. Although she was not very happy, she still hugged her and comforted her: "Miss Yun! Trust me! It will be fine!"

Yun Lingyun hadn't recovered from the fatal incident just now, and said in a trembling voice: "Leng... Mr. Leng, will we..."

She was obviously genuinely frightened.

"No!" Leng Zhenqing interrupted her directly.

Yun Lingyun stopped talking, her lips turned white.

You Chan's sword is extremely sharp, Leng Zhenqing can't get away now, so he can only manipulate You Chan by chanting formulas.

When the battle was in full swing, Leng Zhenqing's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the man in black not far away.

It's him!The man who almost killed An Moshui two years ago!

The person who turned his introverted and gentle disciple into what he is today!

Leng Chenqing narrowed his eyes.

The man in black was still waving his folding fan lightly, flapping his sleeves. Suddenly, he put down the folding fan in his hand, and smiled at Leng Zhenqing, very recklessly.He has clear facial features, long hair fluttering, and when he smiles, his deep eyes are all laughing together, but it is that kind of frightening...

grinning.

Leng Zhenqing gritted his teeth, is he giving himself a blow? !

Leng Zhenqing broke away from Yun Lingyun's hand holding her sleeve, took out the jade flute from the sleeve, brought it close to her lips, made a whistling sound, and danced quietly.

In an instant, corpses lay everywhere.

If you want to show me off, you are still a little tender, anyway, I am also a person with a golden core cultivation base!

The man didn't take it seriously, and shook his folding fan lightly again, with a smile on his lips.

Before Leng Zhenqing could react, there was a sudden coldness behind him, his spine was sweating, and he quickly moved away from the person behind him.

Leng Zhenqing's eyes are cold, Yun Lingyun?Where is there any Yun Lingyun, it is clearly a walking dead in red clothes.

Leng Zhenqing glanced at the man, but the man just looked at him with a sneer.

Leng Zhenqing glared angrily, and Yun Lingyun quickly rushed forward before he came back to his senses.

Her eyes were empty, and her sharp claws went straight to Leng Zhenqing's chest. Leng Zhenqing quickly turned sideways and avoided her attack, but Yun Lingyun was like a machine, failing once, and continuing the second time.

Her sharp claws attacked Leng Zhenqing, Leng Zhenqing held the jade flute in his hand, and directly hit her hand back with the jade flute, after many times, she attacked, he retreated, I don't know if it was because of Leng Zhenqing's strength After a few times, Yun Lingyun's fingers were broken by him.

"Miss Yun!" Leng Zhenqing frowned and yelled at her, but Yun Lingyun's eyes were still dull, as if she didn't feel anything at all, and continued to attack Leng Zhenqing with her broken finger.

Leng Zhenqing's eyes were slightly fixed, and in the next second, he rushed up and hit Yun Lingyun's chest with a palm. It hit Yun Lingyun's leg straight, and she knelt on the ground expressionlessly.

She wanted to struggle to get up, how could Leng Zhenqing fulfill her wish, he made up his mind, bit his lips and said: "Miss Yun, I'm sorry!" With a limped leg, Yun Lingyun really couldn't move anymore.

The man let out an oh, as if he was watching a good show.

Leng Zhenqing's eyes were bright, and when he was about to attack, he smelled a faint scent of medicine.

This medicinal fragrance is very familiar, it is... the incense burner in General Luo's mansion!

Leng Zhenqing quickly covered his mouth and nose, but he was already too late, his legs were limp, and he knelt straight on the ground, Leng Zhenqing frowned, his eyelids were heavy, his eyes began to blur, he gritted his teeth , but he still couldn't resist the strong oncoming darkness. At the last moment when he closed his eyes, he only caught a glimpse of the unscrupulous smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

Cold... so cold.

Throat was dry, Leng Zhenqing only felt that his eyelids were heavy to death, as if his whole body was immersed in a frozen lake, the biting cold ravaged his body, surrounded by endless darkness.

He tried his best to open his eyelids, but to no avail.

Finally, a ray of white light shone into his eyes, and Leng Zhenqing squinted his eyes with all his strength.

Light, is light.

There is a voice in his heart calling him, asking him to chase that ray of sunshine.

Leng Zhenqing squinted his eyes and crawled towards the ray of light. He dragged his heavy body, under the pressure of the darkness, he stretched out his hand, trying to grab the ray of light.

Finally, he held it.

The corner of Leng Zhenqing's mouth could not help but curl up, suddenly, the light became more intense, so strong that it directly enveloped Leng Zhenqing.

Leng Zhenqing tightly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her body was already extremely relaxed, and her whole body was no longer in darkness, but...a market?

Leng Zhenqing was a little stunned, but when he saw the people brushing each other, he came back to his senses slightly, this is a real market, and the stalls are still selling, it's not good lively.

Leng Zhenqing stood in the middle of the street, watching the passers-by passing through his body.

He suddenly realized that it was the same as last time.

"Mother, look!" Suddenly, a child's voice sounded beside her.

A little boy in blue was pulling a woman.

"Hmm." The woman replied with a smile.

"Mother! I want that!" The boy bounced and pointed at the rattle.

"Okay, be good, Bin'er, mother will buy it for you." With a smile in her eyes, the woman patted the little boy's head.

The little boy's eyes brightened, and he said, "Mother, don't worry! Bin'er will be very good!"

The little boy said and waved his hands excitedly.

The woman smiled and bought the rattle for the little boy. As soon as the little boy got the rattle, he shook it happily and couldn't put it down.

Suddenly, a little beggar rushed out from nowhere, with fierce eyes, he snatched the rattle from the little boy's hand, and ran away in the next second.

"Hey! That little beggar! Come here! Hurry up!" The woman frowned, and hurriedly let the attendants beside her chase after her.

The attendants immediately followed the little beggar and ran out.

The little boy who had been robbed of the rattle stood where he was, looked at his empty hand, and then at the place where the little beggar ran. The next second, he started crying, and the woman quickly picked him up , bouncing in her arms, coaxing: "Be good, Bin'er, don't cry, don't cry, mother will buy you another one."

The five or six-year-old boy is also smart. He cried with watery eyes and said vaguely: "No! They want that! They want that!"

The woman frowned, but still hugged him and said: "Don't cry, don't cry, mother will bring that back to you later."

But the little boy was still crying like rain, with an aggrieved look that he would never give up if he didn't see the rattle.

After a while, the attendants came back with a little beggar.

The little beggar was still trying to break free, but he still couldn't beat the adults.

His clothes were ragged, his feet were bare, his face was covered with mud, and his hair was messed up. He looked like he was only six or seven years old.

The attendant pulled him over by the skirt of his clothes, and said respectfully: "Madam, I got it."

Only then did the woman turn her eyes from coaxing the boy, looked at the little beggar with pity in her eyes, and asked, "Why do you want to steal other people's things?"

The little beggar didn't answer, but gritted his teeth angrily.

Seeing his appearance, the woman frowned slightly, then turned to the attendant and said: "Bring that rattle here, and let him go."

The attendant immediately stretched out his hand to snatch the rattle, but before he touched it, the little beggar threw the rattle to the ground, and it rotted.

The little boy saw that his rattle was gone, and immediately had tears in his eyes again, as if he was about to cry in a second.

The woman quickly frowned and coaxed him: "Be good, Bin'er, don't cry, don't cry..."

The little boy was originally planning to cry so as to shake the heavens and earth, but unexpectedly, he caught a glimpse of the successful smile on the corner of the little beggar's mouth.

The little beggar didn't seem to expect that he didn't cry, and immediately became ferocious, trying to scare him into tears, but who knows, the little boy laughed instead of crying.

The little beggar gritted his teeth, struggling to break away from the attendant.

"Mother! Let's take him home!" the little boy smiled at the woman.

The woman was stunned, wiped his nose with a handkerchief, and said, "Bin'er, don't make trouble."

"Mother! I want him! I want him!" The little boy's eyes immediately filled with water.

The woman felt a little helpless, she turned her head and asked the little beggar, "Little beggar, would you like to go home with me?"

The little beggar was stunned, unable to speak a word.

"Mother! If he doesn't speak, then he agrees!" The little boy made a decision.

The little beggar turned his eyes to the little boy again, with an expression of disbelief.

The little boy just smiled foolishly at the little beggar.

Finally, a group of people went back with that little beggar.

The little beggar followed them to a waterside house, and only then did he know that they were the Wen family, the Wen family who was proficient in medicine, and the Wen family who was unrivaled in medicine.

And the woman just now is Wen Luo, the wife of the Wen family.

Mrs. Wen was kind-hearted, so she picked up a little beggar and brought him back as a disciple of the Wen family.This was passed down by the disciples of the Wen family at that time.

After the little beggar followed them to Wen's house, Mrs. Wen asked someone to wash and dress him up, and changed him into Wen's blue-striped robes, and then placed him in the house of Wen's disciples.

The disciples of the Wen family were all curious. Mrs. Wen actually picked up a little beggar and came back, and immediately ran to watch the fun.

A disciple asked the little beggar, "What's your name?"

The little beggar said indifferently: "Ye Zhixi."

Another disciple asked, "Where do you live?"

The little beggar said indifferently: "I don't know."

The disciple asked, "Then where are you from?"

The little beggar got annoyed and said, "I don't know!"

Therefore, no one in the Wen family knew where this little beggar came from or where he was from. They only knew that his name was Ye Zhixi.

On the second day in Wen's house, he was not woken up by others, but by the scent of medicine.

Ye Zhixi blinked her eyes in a daze, put on her boots, and went to bed. He didn't wash up, and just opened the door and went out.

Wen's family is a family of medicine, which has treated diseases and saved lives for generations, so the smell of Chinese herbs in the courtyard is very strong.There are medicinal herbs everywhere in the Wen family, and other disciples are very careful when they walk, for fear of stepping on them, but Ye Zhixi doesn't, even if he wants to walk sideways, he doesn't care if he steps on the medicinal herbs.

The eldest disciple finally couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "What are you doing?!"

Ye Zhixi didn't take it seriously, and said, "Let's walk."

The eldest disciple asked, "Is this how you walk?" He said, and posed like a crab.

Ye Zhixi couldn't help laughing, and said, "Yes, that's how I walk, but you walk more like me!"

The eldest disciple was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his cheeks flushed red, and said, "You! You! I'm going to tell my wife! Get you out of Wen's house!"

Ye Zhixi smiled and shrugged, looking indifferent.

Before the eldest disciple took that step, the young master of the Wen family came. He ran to Ye Zhixi's side with short legs, and said, "Brother Zhixi! Senior brother Chuyang!"

Ye Zhixi had black lines on her face, she obviously didn't like the words "Brother Zhixi".

Chu Yang stomped his feet angrily, and said, "Wen Bin! Tell this man quickly! He just stepped on those herbs casually!"

Wen Bin blinked his big bright eyes and asked, "Brother Zhi Xi, is it true?"

Ye Zhixi said: "Don't call me brother Zhixi." Then, she said: "It's true, I stepped on it."

Ye Zhixi originally wanted to be angry with Wen Bin, but Wen Bin was not angry, and even laughed, saying, "Really? I don't like medicinal herbs either! Let's step on them together!"

Chu Yang immediately had black lines, gritted his teeth and left.

Ye Zhixi was stunned, and smiled suddenly: "I lied to you, I like medicinal herbs."

Wen Bin pursed his mouth, and Ye Zhixi laughed when he saw his appearance.