The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

Song Yan followed all the way, watching the little girl running into the inn, and came to the waiter in front of the inn.

The little second hand was wiping the table with a rag in his hand. When he saw the little girl running in crying, his expression didn't show any obvious reaction.

The little girl tugged at Xiao Er's clothes: "Brother, go and see grandma, go and save her, save her."

The shop waiter shook off the little girl's hand, a little irritated: "Didn't you see so many customers in the shop? How can I have time?"

The little girl was thrown back two steps, her expression was a little confused, she didn't seem to understand why her brother was so fierce, she looked down at her little palm, pursed her mouth, and shed tears: "Brother, what are you pushing me for?" , you hurry to rescue grandma, she was beaten."

The girl's crying attracted the attention of many people in the store, and they all looked at them curiously. Xiaoer's face darkened instantly: "Cry, cry, cry all day long! Don't cry in the store, or I will be punished." Money, where do you think the candies you eat and the windmills you play with come from, and I earned them all!"

The girl's crying gradually became quieter, and she shed tears, not daring to make too much noise.

The waiter frowned: "Don't cry, I'll go back at night."

"But it's late at night." The girl couldn't help but argue, she said angrily, "It's fine if you don't go, I can save grandma myself!"

After finishing speaking, the girl gave Xiao Er a hard look, and hurried out of the inn.

The girl's windmill had already been trampled to pieces, and the group of people gathered around the old woman's stall, humiliating and insulting her without hesitation, while the other stall owners who usually set up stalls with her mother-in-law stood aside and watched the show, adding oil and vinegar from time to time. sentence.

On the huge long street, no one was willing to say a few words for her.

When the little girl came to the stall, she saw her grandmother was thrown on the wooden board, her forehead was smashed, and blood flowed out.

"Grandmother!" The little girl pushed away from the crowd and ran to the old woman with tears on her face. She wanted to help her up, but was grabbed by a stall owner next to her.

"Eh? You little girl, what are you doing?" The stall owner grabbed the little girl's arm, his brows were full of questions, "He's dealing with his own affairs, what are you doing in the past?"

Someone nearby recognized the little girl: "Isn't this Grandma Chen's granddaughter? Why are you here?"

The person who was holding the little girl let go of his hand instantly, and said in disgust, "So it's that old woman's granddaughter, what a bad luck."

The little girl looked resentful: "It is you people who bully my grandmother, you are all bad people!"

The person who questioned her at the beginning was dissatisfied: "You little girl, what nonsense are you talking about? It was your grandmother who was reprimanded for not paying the booth fee. What has it to do with us, don't talk nonsense!"

But the little girl ignored him, and rushed to the old woman to help her up, with a worried look on her face: "Grandma, are you okay?"

The old woman bent over, smiled at the girl comfortingly, and patted her hand: "The old woman is fine, don't worry."

Before she finished speaking, the blood on her forehead slowly dripped onto her already white eyelashes, blurring her vision. Even so, she kept comforting the girl: "It's all right, grandma is all right..."

"Grandmother, I'll help you go back." Although the little girl is young, the children of poor families have long been in charge of the family. No matter how ignorant she is, she knows that this group of people has bad intentions and cannot stay here any longer. Who would have thought that the leader would quit? up.

"What do what? Did I let you go?"

The little girl finally saw the culprit who beat her grandmother clearly. The man was covered in flesh, with a fierce face, thick eyebrows raised upright, and was staring at her unkindly.

She was only less than seven years old, and she had never seen such a scene before, and she was frightened and cried on the spot. The old woman dragged her old body to stand in front of the girl, and kept begging: "Everyone, please forgive me, she is still a child. I don't understand, if you want to take your anger out on my old lady, don't embarrass a child."

The leader signaled his subordinates to pull the little girl away: "It's so easy to think about it, there's no way, keep fighting!"

The girl's hands were twisted backwards, and red marks were pinched on her wrists like lotus root joints. She was so frightened that she cried loudly: "Don't hit, don't hit my grandmother, don't hit..."

The old woman covered her head and was pushed back and forth by a group of people. Her body was knocked against the wooden boards used for setting up the stall, and her body was instantly bruised.

Finally, the girl was tired from crying and sat on the ground. The instigators cursed bad luck, took all the things from the booth, and walked away, leaving only the grandparent and grandson crying in place.

The onlookers also dispersed one after another, and after a while, the street returned to its original bustle.

The two scarred and scarred, but no one cares.

The little girl patted the dust off her clothes, and helped the old woman up with difficulty: "Grandma, let's go home."

The old and the young seemed out of place here, and limped back to the dilapidated tile-roofed houses.

It didn't take long for the old man to lie on the bed and developed a high fever.

She is already old, and she often stays up late to do needlework, and gets up early and late to set up a stall on the street. The simplest medicine is very clumsy.

The old man passed away like this, lying on the worn-out straw mat and stopped breathing.

This is what the little girl saw when she came back with the last bowl of hot water.

With a bang, the missing porcelain bowl fell to the ground, the broken porcelain splashed, and the scalding hot water splashed on the feet, instantly scalding a large red mark.

But the little girl ran to the edge of the earthen kang as if she didn't know it, and shook the old woman who had died, crying loudly.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you, wake up, don't leave me—"

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Although the location of the inn was remote and the environment was not good, it was the only inn in the town, and it had a good cook. People in the town liked to eat there.

The business in the store is busy, and the shopkeeper is very picky, so he only hired a waiter to manage the inn for him, so the waiter is very busy every day, and he can't get away for a moment.

He didn't care about the little girl coming to him.

The business of the inn was booming, and it was already late at night after he finished his work that day, so he directly found a room in the inn to sleep and did not go home.

On the second day, when he finished his work and returned to his broken tile house, the yard was quiet, and the usual noises of little girls' play disappeared.

Xiao Er panicked for no reason.

He came to the room where he usually rests in two steps in three steps, and at a glance he saw the little girl who used to be full of vitality leaning on the kang. Seeing his figure, he opened his eyelids and smiled feebly. smiled.

Before the words came out, tears fell.

"Brother, you are back." The little girl's lips were pale, her eyes lost their former brilliance and became dull, "You are coming back late, grandma is already dead."

The waiter froze in place, as if struck by lightning.

It was a long time before he recovered his voice: "What did you say...?"

The little girl didn't even have the energy to speak.

The waiter looked at the kang, the old man had a kind face, his eyes were closed, and he was lying on the kang without moving, not even breathing.

With trembling hands, he held the old man's withered hand that was hanging aside.

The corpse was already cold, even a little stiff, Xiaoer's tears rolled down, pattering down on the old man.

He just didn't come back overnight, how could it become like this?

"Brother, I'm thirsty." The girl's weak voice came to her ears, and Xiao Er woke up like a dream, only then did he realize that his sister was still slumped on the ground.

He helped his younger sister up, put her on the stool, and hurriedly fetched a bowl of water for her.

The water had just been drawn from the well, and it was a bit cold, but the little girl was obviously thirsty for a long time, and she was in a hurry to drink.

There was no water in the water tank long time ago. As a little girl under seven years old, she was unable to fetch water from the well, so she could only be thirsty and wait for him to come back.

Watching the little girl drink several bowls of water distressedly, Xiaoer wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth for her, and then asked, "What happened? How could grandma... just disappear like this?"

As soon as this incident was mentioned, the little girl burst into tears.

"Someone asked my grandmother what she charged for the stall, and if she didn't have any money, they did it and smashed her stall."

She told her elder brother exactly what she saw, including the cynicism of the people around her, the indifference of the old man selling sugar paintings, and the undisguised malice of the children watching.

After hearing this, Xiao Er fell silent.

He comforted his younger sister, went to the kitchen to cook, and the two of them washed the dishes after eating together. Seeing that his younger sister obviously didn't touch a few mouthfuls of food, he didn't say anything.

After everything was done, Xiao Er carried her sister to another room, put her to sleep, and knelt in front of the old man's bed all night.

Early the next morning, when Xiaoer went to wake the little girl up, he found that the girl's cheeks were red and she was talking nonsense. He was startled, walked quickly to the bed, and touched the girl's forehead.

Amazingly hot.

Xiao Er picked up the girl and hurried to find the doctor, but because he didn't have much money, he couldn't even afford the consultation fee, so the doctor was unwilling to treat the little girl and waved him away.

Xiaoer went to the shopkeeper of the inn again, wanting to advance some salary in advance to see a doctor for his younger sister, no matter how hard he begged, he was kicked out by the shopkeeper in distaste: "There is no reason to want wages before working, if If you don’t want to work with me after you get the money, then I’m losing money, walk around, if I didn’t come to work today, I’ll deduct one day’s wages first!”

Xiao Er left the inn dejectedly, returned home, put a cold cloth freshly soaked in well water on her sister's forehead, and guarded the little girl for a day and a night.

Another night passed, and the little girl finally lost her breath.

In just two days, Xiao Er lost two relatives one after another and became a lonely family. He put his grandmother and younger sister on a straw mat and kept watch for three days and three nights. .

The shopkeeper reprimanded him for deducting half of his wages for not coming to work for a few days, and he bowed his head in response without a single complaint.

The diners who came to dinner saw that he was busy, and they didn't feel sad at all, and said in front of him that he was cold-blooded and heartless, that he only had money in his heart, and he didn't care about his dead grandmother and sister, so he just smiled, Do not refute.

Until the expiration of one month, he worked in the inn and was deducted half of his wages by the shopkeeper. He didn't say a word, accepted the wages, continued to serve tea and water for the guests, and worked hard without complaint.

After finishing his work, Xiao Er returned to the empty tile-roofed house with a whole body of exhaustion, kowtowed three times in front of the kang of the old man and the little girl, took the newly paid wages and ran to the pharmacy in the whole town, and bought all the rat poison .

On the second day, Xiaoer didn't go to the inn. He used the fresh plums he picked yesterday to boil a big pot of sweet and sour plum soup, and sent it to the stalls on the street, saying that he thanked them for their kindness to his grandmother on weekdays. take care of.

The stall owners accepted the sour plum soup without any psychological burden. They smiled and praised Xiao Er for coming, and even asked for a cup for their own children. , who was also the one who took the lead in asking the old man for the stall fee, also drank Xiao Er's sour plum soup.

When it was given to an old man who sold sugar paintings on the street, the old man looked at him complicatedly with cloudy eyes, and finally took the soup and let out a long sigh.

Seeing the old man gulp down his drink, Xiao Er stared at the old man with his dark eyes for a moment, then left the booth straight away.

After walking a few steps, there was a scream from behind.

"It's bad, someone vomited blood!"

Xiao Er kept walking, returned to the inn with a blank face, and put away the tea cups used by the guests under the surprised expression of the shopkeeper.

After bringing the plate back to the kitchen, he added unused rat poison to each ingredient and each pot, and walked out of the kitchen calmly.

At this time, the people who set up the stalls on the street also understood that there was something wrong with the soup that Xiaoer gave them, but the soup was watched by Xiaoer as they drank it, and no one at the stall was spared, so they came to find His people came much later.

When they came to the inn, they found Xiao Er lying quietly in the backyard of the inn, next to scattered white powder.

In just one day, half of the people in the town died, and this inn was the inn with the most dead people, and there were few people coming to eat and stay in the inn.

Not long after, some people thought it was unlucky and moved out of this town one after another, and never came back, and some people, for example, turned away Xiao Er at the beginning, because they couldn't pay the consultation fee and didn't give the little girl a medical fee. The doctor who made the diagnosis and treatment had been plagued by nightmares and panic all day long, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and committed suicide.

The town has become a dead town.

No one is willing to move here anymore, and there is no living person in the town. Once outsiders enter the town, they will be entangled by people full of resentment, who are unwilling to die and turn into evil spirits until they die.

The picture dissipated, and Song Yan sighed softly as he looked at the rotting corpse on the kang.

"Congratulations on successfully passing the second floor of the Tiandi Tower. You have half an hour to prepare. After half an hour, you will enter the third floor of the Tiandi Tower."

As soon as this voice appeared, Song Yan was taken aback, and looked at his hands in disbelief.

Did he just... master the power of the law of time?

Just now, because the waiter and the shopkeepers were pressing him step by step, he was asked to connect with the related records about the law that he had read before, a certain barrier in his body was broken, and he briefly comprehended the law of time, and used the skill of "backtracking in time" .

Although his time regression has not turned back the time of the world as in the legend, it can at least allow events to go back and let him know what happened in the past.

Even if you can't change it, at least it's clear.

Using the power of the law is very energy-consuming. Song Yan swallowed a bottle of elixir to restore some mental strength. After half an hour, he stepped into the third floor of the Tiandi Tower.

Generally speaking, the power of law is divided into three categories, namely the law of time, the law of space, and the law of life and death. These three categories of laws are divided into many small branches.

The laws comprehended by ordinary monks are formed by the differentiation of these three laws. If a monk comprehends one of these three laws, then the future path of cultivation will be bright.

It is because Su Cheng has comprehended the law of space that he can possess such powerful and frightening strength.

A person who has comprehended one of these three laws, no matter which one is admirable and powerful in the spiritual world.

Song Yan stayed in the Tiandi Pagoda for a full month and a half before coming out. When he came out, the monk who had been slacking off in front of the counter saw him and was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

In the past one and a half months, he has received many monks who came to Tiandi Pagoda to understand the law one after another. None of them can stay in Tiandi Pagoda for ten days. No one can stay in the tower for more than a month.

Even if Su Chenglai had only stayed in the pagoda for 28 days and broke through to the sixth floor, he had already been praised to the sky, and he was called No. 1 in the spirit world.

The monk was like a ghost, one second he was still in front of the counter, and the next second he suddenly appeared in front of Song Yan.

He asked with bright eyes: "This fellow Taoist, what floor did you break into?"

"The tenth floor."

"The tenth floor? Don't be kidding, what floor did you reach? Our Heaven and Earth Tower rewards monks who break through to the fifth floor—"

Before he finished speaking, an excited voice sounded from the Heaven and Earth Pagoda.

"Congratulations to No. 16523, successfully reaching the tenth floor of the Tiandi Tower and completing the test of the Tiandi Tower!"

"It's a reward." The monk swallowed, finished what he had just said, and asked stammeringly, "Dao, fellow daoist, where is your jade, jade token? I gave it to you before you entered the pagoda." Your jade tablet."

"Oh, here it is." Song Yan took the jade tablet from his waist and handed it to the monk.

Seeing the number 16523 on the jade card, the monk put the jade card away tremblingly, not even talking about it. He changed his previous lazy attitude and invited Song Yan to sit down: "Fellow Daoist, sit down. sit down."

He really didn't expect that the person in front of him not only stayed in the Tiandi Pagoda for a month and a half, but also successfully broke through the tenth floor, breaking all the records.

It's not that he underestimated Song Yan, but that Su Cheng stayed in the tower for 28 days before, and only passed the fifth floor. He failed on the sixth floor and was sent out by the teleportation array. This has already broken the record of the Heaven and Earth Tower. .

According to his speed, it would take two months at the fastest to successfully pass the tenth level, not to mention that each level of the Tiandi Pagoda is more difficult and takes longer than each level.

Song Yan didn't sit down, but asked: "Dare to ask this fellow Taoist, has your companion come out?"

The monk froze for a moment, then remembered that there was another person beside Song Yan when he came.

"No, fellow daoists can wait a little longer. Our Heaven and Earth Pagoda rewards monks who have broken through the fifth floor."

But Song Yan was obviously more interested in another matter than rewards. He asked with great interest, "Can you tell me, fellow daoist, where did the voice that informed me to pass the tenth floor of the Heaven and Earth Tower come from?"

"That." The monk waved his hand, "That is the spirit of our Heaven and Earth Pagoda. The Tower of Heaven and Earth is originally a treasure that is unparalleled in the world, and it has cultivated its own spirit. The spirit world is extremely rare.”

It turned out to be Qiling.

Song Yan lowered his eyes and touched the ice bracelet on his wrist.The Fuchen Sword is placed inside.

If the Fuchen Sword had been tempered successfully at the beginning, it must have cultivated its own weapon spirit by now.

The monk didn't notice Song Yan's expression, he was very excited: "Fellow Daoist, wait here for a while, I'll get you the reward for passing the tenth floor now!"

After a while, the monk came back with two jade boxes in his hands. He placed the jade boxes on the counter, opened the lid, and the rich aura instantly filled the entire first floor.

Song Yan looked into the box.

The monk introduced enthusiastically: "The rewards of our Heaven and Earth Pagoda are not shabby, and it is difficult to find them in the spirit world. Here, fellow Taoists, look, this box contains the extremely rare refining material in the world today, the sky wood. It will be able to repair all the destroyed magic weapon, it is very precious, I can assure you that you have never seen it before."

Hearing the words "magic weapon that can repair all damaged items", Song Yan's breath stopped, his heart beat faster, and his eyes fell on the things in the box.

Inside the extremely high-quality jade box, a piece of cyan wood lay quietly there. It was thick in shape, crystal clear, and exuded a faint cyan light.

The sound of the monk's introduction was subconsciously ignored by Song Yan. At this time, he only had the piece of wood in his eyes. He felt the floating dust sword in the ice bracelet tremble slightly, and Song Yan gradually clenched his hand touching the ice bracelet.

There was only one thought in his mind.

The Fuchen Sword is saved.

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