So What If You've Been Reborn?

The wind on the river was blowing, and the falling snowflakes quickly melted into water. If people stood outside, if they didn't wear bamboo hats and coir raincoats, they would be too cold for a while.

"This damn weather is colder than a goose feather snowing in the capital!"

The man leading the mules stomped and cursed. These animals panicked when they got on the boat. The rough men had long been used to it, so they covered their eyes with a black cloth and drove them into the cabin.

Even in winter, there is an unpleasant smell in the bilge.

Those who cross the river would rather stand outside and drink the northwest wind than go in and suffer from it.

"Master Qu, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. I'm afraid it won't stop until tomorrow. We'd better find a place to sleep after crossing the river and rest early."

Immediately someone objected: "No! If you keep the goods in your hands for one day, you will be at risk for one more day. This year, the government doesn't know what medicine you took by mistake, and the investigation is strict. You want to lose money, so that the brothers and their families can't live. A good year?"

"Hey, what did you say..."

"Shut up!"

Master Qu stopped in a low voice, and all the people around him fell silent in an instant.

They occupied the best seats on the ferry, and even if they talked, they were surrounded by people. They suddenly fell silent, and even the hard-working boatman couldn't help but glance at them.

The river splashed against the edge of the boat.

"What is that?" Master Qu stared into the distance.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, they saw a faint black spot flowing down the river.

"It's a boat...Master Qu, this is what you have in your eyes." A man gave a flattering thumbs up.

You can see something from such a distance. The rumors on the road are really true. It is said that Master Qu is clear and sharp. If you want to invite him to come out for a walk and bring some goods, the price is not small.

But Master Qu ignored his flattery, his face straightened, and he said angrily, "Tell the boatman not to approach that boat, you all should be more vigilant!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the sound, is there something wrong?

This wild crossing is full of traffickers and pawns all year round. In this snowy day, there must be no water bandits blocking the way!

Master Qu knew what they were thinking without even looking, he frowned secretly: If it was really a water bandit, it would be easy, he would be able to overthrow a pair if there were two, but when it comes to a monk, this matter is really hard to say.

"Did you see that thin yellow man driving around?"

"Ah? Oh! The one I mentioned earlier..." The person who was asked was surprised, "Master Qu, what did you ask him to do?"

"Don't talk nonsense, is he on board?"

The man hurried to inquire, and came back after a while: "I was staying with the animals in the bilge. I heard people say that I can't become a teacher. I was hit, and I lost all energy. What a shame."

He wanted to laugh a few words at first, but when he saw Master Qu's expression on his face, he was so frightened that he swallowed his words back.

Master Qu waved his hand absent-mindedly, and didn't ask about Fatty Huang, but he was also muttering in his heart.

The Chixia Sect is far away in the Western Regions, and it is really strange that a monk ran to the Central Plains and used a killer move to mortals.Could it be that all the strange things that happened today were aimed at that guy?

Master Qu pondered, then shook his head again.

He expected this thin yellow man to have no such ability.

The boat on the river was getting closer and closer, and everyone could see that something was wrong.

Without him, this boat is so delicately built, like a painted boat in the Qinhuai River, these rough men have never seen such a well-carved and decorated boat in their entire lives, and their eyes almost popped out.

It was very quiet on the painting boat, there was not even a single person, and one could tell from the way the boat sailed that it was being washed downstream along the current.

The most frightening thing was that the wind blew a strong smell of blood.

"Master Qu, this, this is haunted, right?" Some people's teeth chattered.

The boatmen tried their best to avoid it, all muttering words, and some of them knelt down directly after bending their knees.

Master Qu suddenly raised his head.

Several figures flashed in the wind and snow, walked on the water, and came to the boat from the shore in a blink of an eye.

The person who was barely holding on now fell to the ground and knelt down: "The gods have manifested themselves!"

"No prospect." Master Qu scolded.

It's normal for a mortal to feel weak and frightened when he meets a monk. What's wrong with weak knees?

The group of monks hurried to the painting boat without even looking this way.

The icy-hard curtain was torn off and fell into the river water, sinking and floating, and then a faint bright red fainted in the water, flowing towards the ferry boat here.

A boatman saw the oar in his hand soaked in the light red blood, and threw the oar away with a shiver.

It seems that all the original people on the boat are dead...

Master Qu frowned and thought, looking at the appearance of this painting boat, it looks like a demon cultivator of the Yin Yang sect, what the hell is going on in the cultivation world recently?How did it become such a mess?

He wanted to know where the other party came from, squinted his eyes, and found that the group was also demon cultivators, ranging from Jindan to Huashen, and they were about the same strength as the group of Hanmingzong monks who came from Caiyedian. respected subordinates.

The leader was wearing a light yellow cloak, covering his face and making it difficult to see clearly.

The cloak is Jiguang fur, it will not get wet in water, it will not burn in fire, it is very valuable, it is definitely not an item that ordinary monks can afford.

Snowflakes fluttered to the top of the cloak and immediately slid to the side.

Cultivators are not afraid of the cold and heat, and have spiritual power to protect themselves. Even if they don't wear anything, they won't get wet even if they stand in the pouring rain. But the disciples of the Great Sect especially like to flaunt their extraordinary background in these details.

Especially this person is not tall, his appearance wrapped in fur is thinner than the people around him, obviously he is a young boy who has not yet grown up.Among such a group of people, he is the leader, and it is easy to think that he has a good master, or a backer that no one can afford.

Master Qu shook his head secretly, and when he raised his foot to hide in the cabin, he suddenly stepped on his feet and turned his head in doubt.

——The young man in Jiguangqiu, why can't he see through his cultivation?

What kind of secret method did you practice?

"Mr. Chen, we are one step late."

"When fleeing, Zhao Weiyang is indeed a character who can still be so arrogant."

The voice sounds calm and calm, but it is an indelible juvenile tone.

Master Qu was not a monk in his life, but he has sharp eyes and ears, no different from a monk. He looked suspiciously at the young man in auspicious light fur, the faint imposing demeanor in every move, and the respectful and convinced appearance of all the demon cultivators. He immediately understood, what happened just now? I lost my sight!

"Then Zhao Weiyang is the turtle in the urn, young master, shall we continue to chase?"

"No need! He is a mad dog now, or a mad dog with a golden bone in his mouth. Since there are so many people who are not afraid of biting, why should we fight for the first place?"

"But His Holiness has come to urge..."

"Ok?"

The demon cultivators immediately shut up.

The person under the cloak raised his head slightly, "Go and find the whereabouts of the Juggernaut faction."

"As ordered."

A magician glanced at the ferry: "These mortals?"

The young man in Jiguang fur waved his hand impatiently.

Master Qu immediately took heart for the whole boat.

Demon cultivators don't care about cause and effect. Although they seldom slaughter mortals directly, some vicious demon cultivators will capsize the boat and fall into the river in the cold winter months. Most of them will have no way to survive.

Unexpectedly, the ferry swayed slightly, and was suddenly hit by a strong force and rushed far along the water. The wind and snow became more violent, and the boat was invisible.

"boom!"

The heat was blowing, the snowflakes melted, and a red fire appeared on the surface of the river.

The person who couldn't afford to kneel just now was shaking like a sieve, confused and didn't know which god was blessing him.

The flames soared into the sky, like a sudden firework, fleeting, the river was still full of wind and snow, there were no boats, and no trace of the group of monks could be seen.

It took a long time for someone on the ferry to make a strange cry.

"Master Qu, this, this..."

"What's this all about!" Master Qu said angrily.

Only then did the rough men gather their composure, and looked at the thin yellow man who ran out of the cabin at some point and looked at each other in dismay.

If martial arts masters have such prestige, it wouldn't be strange for him to devote himself to learning from a teacher like Huang Shouzi, but——everyone shook their heads, with indescribable envy and complexity in their eyes.

It turns out that a real martial arts master can speak better than a storyteller!

Next time I go to the teahouse with a shy face and listen to books, and I will stop yelling at those storytellers who are full of nonsense.

"Finally, this matter has nothing to do with us." The person who suggested to take a break and not rush said with lingering fear, "You are right, finish this business quickly, go home, wife and children are hot on the kang, it is Chinese New Year, earn this hard money , It's just bad luck!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and finally found that Master Qu seemed to be distracted.

"Master Qu, what is this?"

"Nothing." Master Qu turned around and went into the cabin to squat down.

He stroked the sheepskin jacket on his body, stroked the beard on his face, and paced with his hands behind his back.

——If you read it correctly, the one that burned down the painting boat at the end seems to be the real fire of Samadhi!

The flames were crimson red, and their power was astonishing, burning up the entire painting boat in a blink of an eye.Since it's not a pale flame, it's not a wood fire, that person should just be lucky and get the true fire of Samadhi.

Master Qu stroked his beard and thought, what a storm.

He has only been away from the world of comprehension for more than 20 years, and there is such a number one person in the world?

Fatty Huang was dragged into the cabin, Master Qu was startled: "What's wrong?"

"This guy is crazy, he wants to jump into the water!" The person who knocked him out had a dumbfounding expression, knowing that Slender Huang wanted to be a teacher like crazy, but he didn't expect to be able to do such a thing.

"Okay, don't worry about him, this is also a hard-fated unlucky man."

Master Qu said casually, it's not surprising at all, this thin yellow man knows that he is going to die, how can he care about his life!

After sending them away, Master Qu patted his sleeves, ready to suppress his doubts in his heart, when suddenly the boat bumped, and at the same time, he felt a threatening coldness coming from his spine.

"Who?"

Master Qu leaned sideways on the bulkhead, and under the cover of the mules and horses, he pulled out a short knife from under the sheepskin jacket.

The knife was very ordinary, but he slashed it so quickly and ruthlessly that the afterimage of the knife lighted up in the dark bilge.

Immediately, Master Qu felt that a hand was easily raised, avoiding the light of the knife, and tapped firmly on his wrist.

The short knife was released in an instant, Master Qu kicked his foot, and kicked the toe of his boot on the handle of the knife accurately, followed by him turning his head back, and the tip of the knife brushed his forehead and flew towards the attacker.

As soon as the person came raised his sleeve, the dagger plunged straight into the cabin without even making a muffled sound.

Out of the corner of Master Qu's eyes, he saw the hem of the light yellow Jiguang fur robe, and he was shocked, but he was so quick that he had already pulled out the second knife from the boot, and chopped it at the waist where people were most likely to show their empty door.

The man's movements were not slow at all, he turned his palm to press the handle of the knife, and hit Master Qu's elbow with the other hand, trying to let the weapon out of his hand.

——When did such a rising star appear in the world of comprehension who can do things without spiritual power?

Master Qu was completely confused, but he instinctively separated the moves in his hands. The tip of the knife never left the opponent's chest, but he couldn't get any further.

"what?"

The two of them gave a low cry of surprise at the same time.

The more he fights, the more wrong it becomes. It's as smooth as a planned move, and the opponent's moves are so familiar, aren't they the ones he likes to use?

"Who are you?"

"How do you do this?"

After the two were astonished, they also became angry at the same time: in this world, besides themselves, there is obviously only one person who understands!There is no doubt that the other party is not my apprentice/brother at all!