Frost and snow

The shadows of the clouds and ponds are leisurely, and things change and the stars move for several degrees of autumn.The passage of time has taken away countless faces.The vegetation grows wildly, covering up countless pasts.

The hunched old man leaned on a cane, slowly walked through the waist-deep weeds, and walked alone on the dilapidated bluestone road.

Yicheng has long been abandoned, but the world of cultivating immortals is still prosperous.Abandoned ponds and trees are mostly forgotten, the clear corner blows the cold and abandoned empty city, the remnant walls are still there, and the cold moon is silent.No one will ever know what happened here.

Ten miles to the west of the deserted city, there is a small village.Like Yicheng, this village has experienced prosperity and decline. The original houses in the village have collapsed, and the newly built houses are mostly old bricks and tiles. The entire village is built on the ruins.

The best house in the village is an ancestral hall.There is an unmarked tablet enshrined in the hall, and the person guarding the shrine is the lame old man walking on crutches.He cleaned the ancestral hall every morning, and went to the cemetery outside the village to cut weeds in the afternoon.

His legs and feet are weak, he is blind in one eye, and his ears are receding as he grows older. It will take him more than half a day just to take care of these four old graves.Fortunately, there was no one to urge him to rest. When he was tired, he would rest. When he was thirsty, there was water in the bamboo tube.Compared with his brothers and sisters who turned into bones, he was lucky enough.

When he really didn't want to move, the old man just leaned against a tombstone to rest his feet, and when he was in a good mood, he would chat with the people who were buried in the ground.The old man is lame, blind, deaf, and dumb.He looked old and thin, but he breathed more than the person lying down. No one would have thought how many terrible scars covered his body wrapped in layers of coarse cloth, and no one knew that there was a scar buried under his silence. How many sinister stories have been told, not to mention how many times he woke up in his sleep and sat withered at dawn.

Even though forty years have passed, that bloody night is still clearly engraved in his heart.

Although he was injured at that time, his eyes were not blind yet.Under the pale moonlight, he could see clearly, the enemy who was stabbed by him had just rushed forward, but was slapped away by the evil corpse, and the broken body hit the wall heavily, leaving a shocking bloodstain.

Everyone thought he died just like that, but he didn't know where the strength supported him to get up and rushed towards the evil corpse again.

"Xue Yang!" He hissed and roared, his blue clothes were covered in blood.

The evil corpse named Xue Yang shook his head, couldn't see any expression, and didn't know he didn't hear it.He just continued to crawl towards the yard, ignoring it.

The man in Tsing Yi flipped his fingers, and he didn't know what mantra he was chanting, suddenly a layer of light appeared on his body.The more obvious the light was, the paler his complexion became. At some point, the ground trembled slightly, and the dead branches, fallen leaves, stones and tiles that fell on the ground also began to tremble.Suspended in the air suddenly, it smashed towards the evil corpse like a meteor.

The evil corpse howled angrily, blocking left and right, his limbs were stiff, there was no way he could dodge.The sharp weapon fragments whirled and sliced ​​through his body, and the rotten flesh fell off, but it didn't hurt his fundamentals.

The evil corpse couldn't hide, so he just lay down with his head in his arms. Anyway, he didn't know pain, so as long as he protected his vitals, he couldn't do anything to him.

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to know what he was thinking, and immediately jumped into the air, his bulging sleeves fluttering, gathering strength.

So this is his real strength?The young self was stunned, looking at the man in disbelief, the blood on his hand was still wet, "Can I really kill him?"

Just stunned for a moment, the situation changed drastically.The evil corpse fought fiercely with the man in Tsing Yi not only did not lose his weakness, it seemed to have regained another level.But the people in Tsing Yi were powerless to carry on, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing that he was about to be caught by the evil corpse, he turned around, barely avoiding the vital point, but one arm was firmly clasped, and his hard fingers penetrated straight into the flesh.The more the man in Tsing Yi struggled, the deeper he dug his fingers.Cracking, crackling, the broken bone pierced through the flesh from the inside out.

The man in Tsing Yi's face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing, the knife in his hand could no longer hold it, and slowly slipped down.As soon as the knife was out of his hand, the evil corpse laughed loudly, but the man in Tsing Yi caught the falling short knife with his left hand.

Raising his hand, the knife fell, and the sharp blade slashed, and the man in Tsing Yi cut off his right hand.The evil corpse was caught off guard and lost its balance. The man in Tsing Yi stuck close to him and stabbed the gap between his ribs with a knife, piercing his shriveled heart.

A fierce battle, wind and rain, forced people to breathe.As soon as the evil corpse fell down, the brothers could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.The man in Tsing Yi also seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the light on his body gradually dimmed.He forced himself to try several times but couldn't stand up, but he seemed unwilling to fall beside the evil corpse, and moved back inch by inch.

good chance!The senior sister kicked forward and gestured to her fifth junior brother who turned to look at her.He was stunned, and it took him a long time to remember their revenge.

Revenge——

The old man lowered his head and stroked the cold tombstone. Unexpectedly, with this memory, it was already the evening when the sky was full of red clouds, and it was time for him to go back.

The gorgeous rays of the sun reflected on the green hills, as if covered with a layer of blood, just like that night, the night that terrified him for the rest of his life.

The face of the senior sister who was still winking at him suddenly changed drastically, and the eyes of the two senior brothers also widened in shock. Xiao Wu looked back and saw a layer of white sweat on his back.

Not only was the evil corpse not dead, it bounced up and rushed towards them. The thick black and sticky liquid rolled down to the ground, emitting a puff of choking smoke.

The senior sister screamed in shock, pushed away the senior brothers who were guarding her, and scrambled backwards to escape. The senior brothers came back to their senses and staggered after her.The evil corpse laughed strangely, jumped on the ground, flew over the head of the senior sister, blocking the way out.