The Invincible Art of Oriental Invincibility

Honggu tucked the messy hair from her sideburns behind her ears, took the sleepy little boy from the man in black, and placed him in her bedroom.

Honggu's bedroom has light gauze curtains, and the decoration is warm and fragrant.As soon as she put the little boy on the soft bed, she heard the little boy snoring slightly, his nose wrinkled slightly, and his pink mouth pouted.

Honggu smiled, and after scraping the little boy's nose with her slender fingers, she covered the little boy with a quilt.She gathered her own clothes, dressed up in front of the mirror, blew out the candles in the bedroom, and walked lightly towards the Eastern Bubai courtyard.

As soon as Aunt Hong walked away, the little boy who was already sound asleep on the bed opened his eyes, his pupils shining brightly.

He slowly sat up and put aside the brocade quilt covering his body.He put a soft pillow behind him and leaned against the bedpost, squinting his eyes, and even his breathing slowed down, as if he was stuck in some memory.

One summer, the rain surged, causing the Yellow River to burst its embankment and divert its course, flooding tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land and forming a large number of yellow flooded areas. 12 people returned to the underworld within a few days. Plague cholera epidemic.

The corpses on both sides of the Yellow River were strewn across thousands of miles, and souls were everywhere. No matter the living or the dead, there were sores and maggots on their bodies.

At that time, as the Boss of the Yellow River, he reported the disaster situation of the Yellow River to the Emperor of Heaven, hoping that the Emperor of Heaven could take care of the 10,000+ people who died in vain.

Standing in the clouds, with green clothes and black hair, he gritted his teeth while watching the miserable scene of the Yellow River in the world. The pain in his eyes turned into blood and stained the water of the Yellow River. The corpse was cured of the plague, and in the end only a wisp of remnant soul was left floating in Beijing to be deposited on Zhu Youtang.

He hates, he hates the Emperor of Heaven who treats the lives of 10,000+ people as nothing, and he also hates the lord of the world for improperly resettling the refugees from the Yellow River, which led to plague and cholera, causing more refugees to return to the underworld.

The deeper the memory, the more painful the pain in his heart. The image of thousands of people struggling in the water and crying in pain emerged in his heart. From that moment on, what he was carrying on his back was not only the life and death of the hundreds of millions of aquatic people in the river, but also the life and death of the common people in the world. !

His name is Youtang, he is Youtang, and from then on, he is the Zhu Youtang of the people in the world!

When Honggu came to the courtyard of Dongfang Bubai, she saw several congregants dressed in black kneeling outside the door, while Dongfang Bubai was still wearing the brocade robe on his back, sitting at the table in the room holding a cup of hot water. Tea, with a stern face and sharp eyebrows.

The lights in the house were dim, and the sky outside was full of stars. After thinking about it, she went into the courtyard and walked outside Dongfang Bubai's gate.

She was rescued by Dongfang Bubai at the age of 12 and taken to Heimuya. Now she is 20 years old and has been by Dongfang Bubai's side for eight years.

Dongfang Bubai became the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect at the age of 24. Now he is 27 years old and has been in charge of the Sun Moon God Sect for three years. Three years of killing decisively and three years of being famous all over the world.

She has seen Dongfang Bubai forbearance in order to achieve his goals in the early years, she has heard Dongfang Bubai's words of threatening others viciously, Dongfang Bubai is reckless all his life, and he doesn't even live for others.

Such a man, a man who is so suspicious that he can't drink the medicine that others bring, a man who can't get a massage, a man who even seems to enjoy killing, is by her side, thinking like this seems to melt his heart a little.

People are like this, the more they can't control and touch, the more they desire and obsess.

"Why, has that little ghost settled down?" Dongfang Bubai saw that Honggu put down the tea in his hand, picked up a bamboo stick and picked up the wick to ask, and after asking Honggu, he ordered lightly to the people outside the door:

"You go to the punishment hall tomorrow to find Elder Yan to receive your punishment, go down now first." After thanking Dongfang Bubai, everyone quietly left the courtyard.

"Well, I've already fallen asleep. Even though the child is only two years old, he is very smart." Hong Gu glanced at the group of people who had all left outside the door, and replied somewhat absent-mindedly.

Dongfang Bubai recalled that little boy's cleverness, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile, he was very smart, not like a two-year-old child, the calmness and clearness in that child's eyes was even better than that of an old man over half a century old Nothing less than that.

And the complex expression of sadness and joy that appeared in the child's eyes at the moment when he looked at him.

Dongfang Bubai looked up to the sky, a round of lonely moon hung in the night, his long hair like black ink was flying in the night wind, Dongfang Bubai raised the corners of his lips slightly, and without waiting for Honggu to say anything else, he stepped on tiptoe, and his figure floated In the distance, the brocade robe on the back became brighter and smoother under the moonlight.

The incense in Honggu's bedroom had been burned out, and there was still a lingering fragrance. Zhu Youtang leaned against the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and opened his eyes suddenly when he realized that someone was approaching, and let go of the palms that had been clenched for a long time.

After Dongfang Bubai opened the door and entered, he saw Zhu Youtang leaning against the bed and staring at him with a pair of clear eyes. There was still unhidden heaviness and pain in his eyes. At that moment, he seemed to be able to see through those eyes. When it comes to another person, that person should be dressed in pale black hair, with shining eyes, and a rebellious body, standing on the clouds but caring about the world.

"Who the hell are you?" Dongfang Bubai didn't make any other moves just like when he broke in the door.

Standing in the middle of the two wide-open doors, he asked Zhu Youtang with unprecedented seriousness under the moonlight.

Zhu Youtang looked at Dongfang Bubai in the middle of the door who could put the moonlight on his body, raised a bitter smile and asked in a low voice:

"Have you ever heard, the leader, that the Yellow River broke its embankment for thousands of miles, and the world is like purgatory?"

Dongfang Bubai looked at Zhu Youtang in front of him with a complex expression. At this time, Zhu Youtang looked at Dongfang Bubai, as if there were thousands of stories in his eyes, and there was still drizzle in the trance.

At that moment, he could no longer just think of him as a two-year-old child.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Zhu Youtang."

The author has something to say:

I like the master man a little bit.cover face