Mr. Jiang is not driving today

After all, Xiao Jiang Xun followed the little boy and the pock-marked man on the road.

After making sure that he was clean and free from disease, he was also stuffed into the carriage and wheeled forward in the hot and stuffy air.Several children in the carriage pushed and jostled, eating and defecating in the carriage, so the smell inside the carriage was extremely bad, a mixture of rotting meals and excrement.

Fortunately, Xiao Jiangxun has always been optimistic and adaptable, and soon became friends with a carload of people. His laughter is very contagious, and he is not restrained. He likes to say bad things, which often attracts a carload of people. There was a roar of laughter.There was a girl in the car who was sick, so he held her in his arms and sang to her at night when the night was darker. .

However, this also made Xiaojiang Xun the first one to be sold.

A wealthy theater troupe bought him because he saw his good appearance and a little bit of intelligence, intending to let him learn to sing male roles and do errands at the same time.Xiao Jiang Xun has a sweet mouth, one master, one senior sister and one senior brother at a time. He calls out affectionately, and does things neatly. He quickly becomes popular in the troupe.

The theatrical troupe brought a group of female students who sang dan roles. They were used to being unrestrained, and they had nothing to hide in front of Xiao Jiang Xun. Xiao Jiang Xun himself was afraid of the dark and didn't dare to sleep alone. They live together.The senior sisters teased him, and they never shy away from him when changing clothes. Xiao Jiangxun was ignorant of the white and beautiful body, and soon got tired of it, but every time he saw it, he had to pretend to eat it. He looked surprised, only in this way the seniors would be amused by his reaction and burst out laughing.And if he pleases his senior sister, he will be able to eat some good meals.

The troupe performed all the way westward, Jiang Xun was young, in addition to practicing martial arts, he just ran errands and did odd jobs, moving tables, chairs and benches.He really likes this kind of life. When the opera ends late at night, the troupe owner will ask him and a few other young apprentices to buy wontons, cut up beef and heat up wine to reward the opera troupe. He can also get a share of the leftovers.He likes to hold a hot bowl, looking at the troupe members who are bragging, chatting, singing yellow accents, and occasionally dragging their voices and throwing a fancy tune, even if they don't understand, they laugh along with them.

He really hoped that life could go on smoothly like this.

Seeing that from autumn to winter, the theater troupe cut winter clothes for the pupils, and the group also came to Hujia Village at the junction of Dongshan and Yuyang.

Another scene broke up, and the messy tables, chairs, plates and dishes should be cleaned up, and the class leader asked Xiao Jiangxun and the others to buy some chicken and fish and come back to drink. Xiao Jiangxun naturally agreed, and divided the work with a few senior brothers.

Xiao Jiangxun had the farthest way to go. He was wrapped in winter clothes, his little face flushed from the cold, and he found a stall selling snacks.

Holding a crispy little yellow croaker in his mouth, he ran back to the intersection where he had agreed to meet against the cold wind, but when he found no one was waiting there, he guessed that they had already returned to the opera troupe.

The theater troupe was in a small theater in Hujia Town. Looking in from the outside, the inside was not as brightly lit as it used to be when rewarding it. Xiao Jiang Xun didn't think much about it, and covered his arms with the crispy fish tightly sealed with paper. Squeezing open the half-covered door with his shoulders, he stepped into the theater.

In an instant, Xiao Jiangxun's tears flowed from the bloody smell, and the smell rushed straight to Tianling Gai, choking him back a step, clutching his chest and retching.

He raised his eyes, and what he saw was a place where people were dying, a forest of flesh and bones, and the limbs of the seniors, senior sisters, and senior brothers in the troupe that Xiao Jiangxun was familiar with were all broken, and none of them was complete, bloody. It spread all the way to Jiang Xun's feet. The smoked chicken scattered on the ground was splashed with thick blood. The paper bag in Jiang Xun's arms also fell to the ground, and the contents inside were quickly drenched in blood.

The closest to him is a senior sister who likes to tease him the most. Her smooth and white skin like brocade is covered with blood, and there is still life in her beautiful eyes. There is no trace of her waist down. She can only With the hands that were still able to move, he barely crawled forward an inch, and shouted with a hoarse voice soaked in blood: "...run, little brother, run quickly."

At the end of the darkness, there was the sound of the monster grinding its teeth. Xiao Jiangxun came back to his senses and turned around to rush back to the street, but the heavy door slammed shut in front of his eyes.

Xiao Jiangxun rushed forward and used his tiny fingers to pick at the cracks of the door, but it was of no avail. The sound of teeth grinding in the dark also heard the sound coming from here, and he approached step by step. He was feverish, his legs were shaking, and his hands were pushing harder on the closed door, and he didn't even notice that the nails of his fingers were split.

... But, it's just that the mayfly shakes the big tree.

The sound of snorting full of fishy smell and stench was already behind him, Xiao Jiang Xun seemed to have sensed it, and turned his gaze to one side——

Faint lights came in through the blood-soaked window paper, and he clearly saw the shadow of a monster with a dragon head, a snake neck, a hunchback body and long claws, opening its mouth full of minced meat and blood, aiming at the monster. Xiao Jiangxun could see the sharp barbs on the tip of his teeth like fishhooks clearly.

His hands on the door were clenched into fists, his shoulders and back tightened, and his whole body was coldly waiting for the arrival of death. Who would have thought that there would be a sudden noise behind him, Xiao Jiang Xun tremblingly opened his eyes, turned his head, I saw the senior sister who had lost her legs, hugging the monster's long claws, desperately preventing it from approaching Xiao Jiangxun.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and tears of fear rolled down in strings, but her hands locked the monster's legs tightly and screamed hoarsely: "Xiao Xun, junior brother, run, run quickly!" ..."

The monster looked down at the senior sister, its weird head tilted to one side curiously, and after looking at the dying prey with interest, it raised its other long claw and stepped on the senior sister's head .

...click.

Jiang Xun was stunned.

Blood light and bone fragments flew together before his eyes.

He watched helplessly as the monster raised its long claws stained with senior sister's blood and placed them on his chest.

Xiao Jiang Xun's chest was torn open by the monster, and he couldn't make any sound due to the heart-piercing pain. However, what was beating in front of his eyes was the scene of his senior sister hugging the monster's feet and crying for him to run.

A vigorous anger brewed in his already torn chest.

His heart, which was exposed to the air, was still beating vigorously, and it was beating faster and faster, like the drumbeats of a violent person beating indiscriminately.

The monster failed to notice and turned back to the dark place.

Xiao Jiangxun was lying on his back on the ground. He was in so much pain that he lost his sense of pain. He just swallowed the blood gushing out of his throat, trying to slow down the loss of life.

The broken bone stubble on his chest and the lungs pierced by the bone stubble slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the end of the darkness, there was a chilly demonic energy. After his eyes adapted to the darkness, Jiang Xun saw that besides the monster that was still eating flesh and blood with great interest, there were actually people hiding in the dark.

After the two of them waited for a while, they should be bored, so they started chatting.

"Have you heard, those idiots messed up what happened in Hongfeng Village. They insisted on some kind of plague, and the effect was slow. Only half of the people in the village died. Then Dongshan Yushi came and got arrested. It’s right! We’re still agile, and the Patriarch will definitely reward us!”

"But we have too much work to do. Who knows which cub the cicada slave was entrusted to?"

"Didn't the head of the family explain that he would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go? It's easy to kill the cicada slave while he is young and his body is not yet mature. That thing has aura in it. Leave some strange traces, let's kill it all the way, even if it has nine lives, it deserves to die without a place to bury it!"

Xiao Jiang Xun listened without saying a word, only felt the blood rushing to his head, and a pair of young blood-stained fists were already crunching.

The huge anger actually supported him to sit up half of his body. He leaned against the door, enduring the sharp pain in his chest, and the two words echoed in his head, like the cicadas in midsummer, which made his eyes ache. Congested, upset.

to die.

Die, die!to die! !

With the concentration of his thought power, the monster who was immersed in enjoying the delicious meal suddenly clucked and screamed, like a chicken whose neck was strangled, danced and jumped wildly, its soft long neck swung, entangled, and twisted. In a twisted spiral shape, with the muffled "click" sound of bone dislocation, the neck of that disgusting head hangs limply, and the huge and bloated body falls to the side, with a bang, attracting the two people's attention.

They also sensed the flow of spiritual power, and were about to draw their swords, the door against which Xiao Jiang Xun was leaning was suddenly blown away by a burst of sword energy. Xiao Jiang Xun flew forward and fell into the sea of ​​corpses, with his head It hit the ground with a bang, and a cloud of gold stars flew by in front of my eyes.

Accompanied by tinnitus, the two people exclaimed "Yuyang Qin's family", and the sound of fighting and hacking. After a few rounds, the two people were silent, and the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the flesh and blood. Sounded in the blurred theater.

Xiao Jiangxun lay on the ground, only to feel sad.

Gone, everyone is gone...

It was not the first time for Xiao Jiangxun to experience death, but everything he saw was too tragic. He felt sad and frightened after a while, and hid his face in his hands, weeping convulsively.

Three or five lanterns were attracted by the cries, and Jiang Xun, who was unconscious, was turned over by his feet. He curled himself into a ball, twisting to avoid the dazzling light.

The light penetrating through the fingers became as red as blood, and a voice rang out in surprise: "Here is a child who is still alive!...Wait, Patriarch, come and see!!"

With the help of a bright lantern, the middle-aged man in black robe and red robe who was summoned by human voice clearly saw the whole process of Jiang Xun's fist-sized wound closing and healing on his own.

After being stunned for a moment, his eyebrows were filled with joy, and he waved his hand: "Take him back to Yuyang quickly. Remember, you didn't see anything, understand?"

Five or six disciples answered yes in unison.

Xiao Jiang Xun was carried out of the bloody theater in such a dazed manner, but the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the empty street, light and urgent, and the person carrying Jiang Xun also stopped in his tracks. People from all walks of life said respectfully: "Young Master Yujiu, what is your business here?"

Jade... Nine?

Xiao Jiang was in a daze, but felt that the name was familiar and reassuring.His contracture fingers grabbed the Dao uniform of the Qin disciple who was carrying him, and snorted.

Yu Miao's gaze wandered back and forth among the theater, the disciples of the Qin family, and the bloody villain behind him, and a trace of unbearable expression appeared on his indifferent face: "My brother and I are working nearby. My brother said that there is a demonic energy in the Hu family town after investigation. activities, and asked me to investigate."

The disciple looked at Yu Miao, whose stature was less than his chest, and tried his best to hold back his smile: "Young Master Yujiu, our Patriarch also found out that there are demons active in this place, so he came here to eliminate the demons. Now the demons have been eliminated. , I won’t bother you any more.”

These words were mixed with guns and sticks, but Yu Miao was unmoved: "Patriarch Qin is here too, I'll go in and pay a visit."

When the disciples of the Qin family were about to stop him, Yu Miao raised his head, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "...don't get me wrong, it's just a courtesy."

The disciples of the Qin family were choked so badly that they could only watch Yu Miao walk inward.

When passing by the disciple of the Qin family, Yu Miao cast his gaze behind him——

He only saw a small head buried low, frighteningly weak with every breath and breath, a brand new cotton winter coat was already drenched with blood, and his thin body was trembling non-stop.

...is a survivor?

Although he couldn't see his face, but judging by his stature, this person was about the same age as him.

Thinking of this, Yu Miao stopped in his tracks, took off his black thick robe, put it on the child's shoulders, and then stepped into the pool of blood.

The disciples of the Qin family waited until Yu Miao's figure had completely disappeared before they dared to curse in a low voice, wanting to tear off the cumbersome outer robe, but Xiao Jiang Xun held onto it tightly.

His blood-stained hands seemed to grasp a dream that was about to collapse.

The disciples of the Qin family saw that they couldn't move, so they didn't insist anymore, they wrapped Xiao Jiang Xunyong in his outer robe, hugged him in his arms, and walked towards Yuyang with his sword.