Good news, the elder is gone

Although Furong City is close to the river, it is not too south. Not to mention the cold in winter, there is always thick fog when you wake up in the morning.

A thin, tall, ordinary-looking man pushed open the courtyard door and came out. An old charcoal seller on the street happened to pass by. He turned around and asked Xue Langjun, who had just moved here, if he wanted to buy some charcoal.

Xue Wangliu tightened his clothes and nodded, "Help me get some, it's getting cold too fast."

The old man smiled: "Furong City is like this, sir, you should prepare more thick winter clothes, otherwise this winter will be very difficult."

Xue Wangliu nodded with a smile and said yes, he looked up at the misty sky, touched his clothes, compared with ordinary people, this clothes is really out of fashion now.

But the current winter clothes are thick and heavy. Wearing two more and walking on the road is like carrying a heavy load.Xue Wangliu began to miss the down jackets of the past infinitely.

It has been 800 years since he was knocked to death and traveled to this world from a small baby, and it has been almost a month since he left Xueji Valley in Linglong Snow Mountain. It is said that the years of cultivation are fleeting, but In the 800 years without the Internet, who would know his pain!

Carrying the charcoal, he turned and went back to the yard, and the big white goose in the yard came up to see what good things Xue Wangliu brought back.

"Go aside, come and smell the charcoal you bought, Ding Hong, are you a goose or a dog?" Xue Wangliu pushed the goose aside with his legs, but the goose flapped its wings and flew into the air with a "bang". In the air, a crane with a bright red forehead and black gold feathers on the tip of its wings appeared.

It barked twice at Xue Wangliu, reminding its owner that it was a crane.

Strictly speaking, Ding Hong is a red-crowned crane, a well-known old crane with a high level of cultivation and status in Linglong Snow Mountain.And never leave his master Xue Wangliu, and fled Huahanzong together with him, came to this little Hibiscus City, and acted like a house goose.

As a result, Xue Wangliu didn't give it a look: "Don't fly too high and be seen by others, if you are discovered, I will pluck your down and make myself a down jacket..."

He paused, then slowly turned his head to look at Ding Hong, and murmured: "Yes, why don't I raise a few more geese to make down jackets to make money?"

From the position of Huahan sect executive elder, he resigned naked and ran away. Although his life was dim and he might be belching tomorrow, he always had to find something for himself to do.

The [-]-year-old man was planning his own Shersden re-employment plan, but Ding Hong stretched out her head and yelled, strongly condemning him as a human being, not letting Mao go.

The crane stretched out its head and called twice, then changed back to its big white goose appearance, and rubbed against Xue Wangliu.

"I know you're bored, I'll go out and buy two ducklings to keep you company later." Xue Wangliu cleaned up the charcoal fire in the utility room, and patted Ding Hong's head to comfort her.

Although this crane was lazy and greedy, it was the one that carried him all the way down the mountain when he went down the mountain, so that he was able to avoid being discovered by the people of Huahan Sect day and night.

A naked executive like myself should of course reward such a good employee who never leaves him.

Ding Hong stretched out her head and barked twice, expressing that she didn't want ducks.

"Goose eggs are not easy to buy. If you buy them, you have to hold the eggs yourself. Forget it." Xue Wangliu told Ding Hong to be a good goose and watch over the house, and then opened the door and went to Fangshi to tailor two winter clothes. Complete the remaining furniture that has not been purchased.

Before going out, he calculated his lifeline as usual, and found that he was still looking like he was dying. The light in front of him stopped abruptly after a certain point, and the back was dark, with occasional light, and sometimes it was not lit for a long time.

It's like telling myself brightly, it's either the first day of junior high school or the fifteenth day of junior high school, so it's time to prepare early, good brother.

Xue Wangliu let out a long sigh, thinking that if he had known this was the result, today would not count.He shook his head and pushed open the gate of his own courtyard, deciding to go back early and never stay outside.

However, he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he saw Aunt Yang who met the neighbor, passing by the door of his house with a basket in her mouth. Seeing him coming out, she immediately waved to him.

This aunt is good in everything, but she is too enthusiastic, and she will make a fuss every time she sees her, and then she wants to use her cousin and niece as a matchmaker for herself.Even if I decline it, I can still get some fashionable fruit snacks from the enthusiastic aunt, so that people don't blame her, so that she can come back next time.

"It's too cold today. No matter how strong the man is, he wears a padded robe. If you go out like this thinly, you're afraid you'll get sick when you come back." Aunt Yang looked at him with a basket on her shoulders.

Xue Wangliu smiled: "Because of the sudden cold weather, I was going to cut two new clothes in the square market. I just moved here and there are still many things to buy at home, so I bought them together.

"Now that the sun sets early, it's better for you to go early and return early. Yesterday, I heard that the prodigal son of Qian's family two streets away was gone. He was skinned and thrown on the street just like before. His old lady is still crying now." Aunt Yang shook her head as she spoke, and sighed how pitiful she was.

Xue Wangliu nodded quickly, and said: "Understood. But people from the government on this street patrol every hour, so it should be fine during the day."

This flaying and killing has been going on in Furong City since July, and the dead are all unruly gangsters in the city with unclean hands and feet.Moreover, when their bodies were discovered, their skins had been peeled off, leaving only their heads intact, as if the murderer had deliberately identified them.

It caused the imperial court to send people over two days ago, and it only stopped for two days, but another one died yesterday.

Xue Wangliu once took a look at the bloody corpse from a distance. After 800 years of cultivation life, he has never seen any tragic situation.

It can be seen at a glance that this craftsman who loves skinning is not an ordinary person, and it is very likely that he is not a human being.

But he had better be a person, otherwise he was really a monster, and it would be a big trouble to attract the attention of those monks.But it doesn't matter if it's really not an individual, it's okay to clean up the matter before it gets too big.

This kind of monster is like splashing water on him.

After exchanging a few more words of greeting with Aunt Yang, Xue Wangliu said goodbye and walked towards Fangshi.

Because he came out early in the morning, there was no one else on the road except Xue Wangliu. He took two steps, feeling that his hands were empty and unaccustomed, subconsciously turned his wrist, and a round fan with a gold handle inlaid with jade was held in his hand inside.

Like walking in the Huahan Sect before, Xue Wangliu walked two steps forward waving his fan, realizing that he had committed an old mistake again, and was about to put the fan in, but seeing the dense fog in front of him, he simply Facing the front one, it blows away the fog on the road, making it easier for him to travel.

It's just that this one doesn't know, and the other one is startled. For some reason, there is a beggar boy in ragged clothes sitting by the wall, turning his head to look at him.

In an instant, Xue Juan's willow hair stood on end, he wouldn't be so unlucky, he finally used a spell to give himself convenience and was bumped into by someone?How did they use the forgetfulness spell that they created before...

Forget it all?Do it, it seems something is wrong!

He was thinking about the forgetfulness curse that he had thrown out of his mind, when Xue Wangliu walked up to the beggar and took a look, he was stunned.

Great!This child is actually blind!

The eyes are dull, and the anger in the body does not reach the eyes. One can tell at a glance that he is born blind.

God closed the window for him, but opened the door for himself, Xue Wangliu silently praised God in his heart, and was about to walk away, but moved back after taking two steps.

Wait a minute, something is wrong with this kid, why didn't I feel that he was here just now?

The raised leg moved back to the original place, Xue Wangliu gathered spirits in his eyes, blinked lightly, and saw that the child's body was incomplete, the three souls and six souls were gone, the soul of life and the soul of anger, and even the meridians of the whole body There are seven blockages.

No wonder I didn't feel that there was someone in front of me just now, such a soulless person with weak anger, if I didn't investigate seriously, it would be really difficult to find out.

This kind of lack of soul, lack of soul, blindness and ability to live well to such a large age is simply a classic special physique template worthy of being included in Huahan's religious textbooks.

Xue Wangliu clicked his tongue twice, and wondered how the child was brought up to such a big age?And he must not be a dementia...

At this moment, the beggar suddenly opened his mouth to look at him and said, "Why does the good Lord keep standing in front of me?"

The words are correct and the accent is round, and the articulation and pronunciation are more standard than those of the Huahanzong children. There is no lisp, and they are no different from ordinary people.

Amazing boy, with a special body, a humble background and a firm will, he has gathered several necessary factors for a master of cultivation. If he had picked up this child before, he would have a thick thigh in the future.

Moreover, the child is naturally free from anger and desire, so he is a good seedling for cultivating the Tao...

He was about to reach out to try the beggar's root bone, but stopped when he was about to touch it.

Xue Wangliu withdrew her hand, thinking what else to try now, if she is like a bodhisattva crossing the river, she can't save herself, so what kind of child should she pick up?

He took out a few copper coins from his pocket and put them in the broken bowl on the ground: "Buy two sesame seed cakes and eat them."

The copper coin fell into the bowl and hit it loudly, Xue Wangliu turned around and continued to walk forward, a blind beggar's voice of thanks came from behind, the sun gradually came out from the sky, penetrated the fog, Xue Wangliu, who had done a good deed, raised his head and chest Walking on the street, I feel that I will be able to live a good life today.

Hearing Mrs. Yang's recommendation, I went to a tailor shop, which sold fabrics and made clothes. Xue Wangliu greeted the boss, and listened to his introduction, and chose two bolts of brown cloth that she hated the most to make winter clothes.

For the convenience of walking in the mortal world, he now pretends to be a bastard who was kicked out by a wealthy family, and earns a living by copying calligraphy and paintings of famous people, with two spare cash on hand.

After measuring the figure, the tailor went to make clothes at the back, Xue Wangliu waited outside, there were no other customers in the shop, so the boss chatted with him.

Hearing the boss sigh and say that because the business of dead people in the city has become difficult to do recently, and she was also afraid, Xue Wangliu couldn't help but said: "I heard that there are no people in this city who are usually dishonest. Those of us People who are honest and do not commit crimes usually have no accidents, so I don’t think you need to be too afraid.”

"Although that's the case, will something happen to a good person if you don't have enough guarantees?" The boss sighed, and after listening to Xue Wangliu's words of comfort, he said, "Lang Jun made winter clothes today. I wonder if you have prepared winter boots?"

"That's not true." Xue Wangliu looked at the cold wind outside, and asked, "Does it snow in Furong City in winter?"

The boss nodded: "It's snowing, it always snows at the coldest time of the year."

Xue Wangliu: "Then let's make two pairs, just make the most ordinary, thicker ones."

"Hey." The boss responded and asked Xue Wangliu to take off his shoes to measure.He compared the shoes and couldn't help but exclaim: "Lang Jun's feet are really small."

Xue Wangliu laughed dryly, and said that he didn't want to have such small feet either.

The boss walked around the store after measuring the size, and said to Xue Wangliu with some embarrassment: "Mr., there are no men's shoes in your size, so I have to make them for you, but women's shoes are in your size."

Seeing Xue Wangliu frowned, he quickly explained: "The black winter boots are also hard to distinguish between men and women, and there are two pairs in the store, why don't you try them first."

Xue Wangliu was silent for a while, then said: "Bring it, I'll try it."

Women's shoes are women's shoes. He has worn women's shoes for 800 years. What happens if he wears them for a while?

The author says:

Opening a new article, double update today, as usual, ask for a collection of Starfish Amway.

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Xue Wangliu: I like to wear small shoes, what's wrong?