[Comprehensive Martial Arts] When saving the world, I always get people wrong

The yellow sand here is like the heavy snow of goose feathers in winter in the north, stretching for thousands of miles.

Liu Xiao stepped on the sand and led a camel with his right hand.When he was young, he once asked that person, what is there in the desert in the northwest?

The man's eyes showed sadness and nostalgia, "The hospitable tribal residents, full-grained milk raisins, the strongest wine, the most handsome man, and the most beautiful woman."

He had longed for this sentence for many years, but when he actually arrived here, there was only yellow sand all over the sky, and the camels he rented for ten taels of silver accompanied him on the journey.

Liu Xiao originally wanted to learn from those hermits. When he was with Qi Zhu, he came across a collection of poems. There was a poem in it, which said: The desert is solitary, and the long river falls into the sun.There is also an exquisite illustration next to it, under the solitary smoke in the desert, a man with a goatee is very thin, with a bit of fairy air.He held the bamboo flute in his hands and put it to his mouth, and opened his lips lightly. Although you can't hear the sound of the flute, you can blend into the artistic conception.

——Unlimited reverie and beauty.

Liu Xiao also tried to follow the example of the people in the picture.

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, the yellow sand was blown into his mouth. After persisting for a while, his whole mouth became parched. He flicked the flute vigorously angrily, and buried it in the yellow sand.

Playing the flute in the desert is definitely something only a fool can do, and he will definitely die of thirst in a short while.

Liu Xiao felt hurt by being deceived by the illustrations in the book again.

When was the last time you had a big joke parodying an illustration in a book?Liu Xiao thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember how old he was, in short, it's right not too old.

Sure enough, children are the easiest to be deceived.

[Xiao Liuxiao has recently fallen in love with reading scripts. The more vulgar and bloody scripts in the market, the more he likes to read them, especially those scripts banned by the government because of their gaudy content.

There is a passage in a book that says this: The male protagonist scolded a rich man who bullied men and women, 'The head on your head is the same as the thing under your crotch. '

The rich man was still stupid and asked, 'What kind of thing? '

The male protagonist smiled wildly, "What else can I do, you bastard tortoise, look like a bird!"

When Liu Xiao was young, he looked at the illustration next to it, which showed a person with a turtle head and the word 'bird-like' written on his clothes.

How can a tortoise be like a bird?

Liu Xiao locked himself in the house for several days, observing his little turtle and the bird in the cage.

They obviously look different.

On the sixth day, the Great Master came. Although Liu Xiao had ordered the guards at the gate not to let anyone in, no one dared to stop the Great Master, and he came in unhindered.

As soon as I came in, I saw a little kid lying on the ground like a puppy, with a turtle and a birdcage in front of him, pretending to be thinking hard.

The turtle pointed its tail at Liu Xiao, making a look of disapproval.

When Xiao Liuxiao saw the Great Master coming, he cheered a little in his heart, then he hugged his arm and asked coquettishly, "Master, Master, why does the tortoise look like a bird?"

The Great Master replied solemnly, "They are two completely different species."

Xiao Liuxiao complained, "You lied, did you make it? It says so in the book—" He took out his private little story book and pointed him to the illustration on it, "Here it says that turtles and birds look the same. .”

Great Master, "Where did the book come from?"

Xiao Liuxiao thought to himself: It's over, it's exposed.

The Great Master snorted coldly, "No wonder I became so familiar with the little eunuch who went shopping recently."

Xiao Liuxiao bowed his head and said that he was wrong.

"It's good to know your mistakes." After finishing speaking, he confiscated the little story book without mercy.

Xiao Liuxiao still held on to his arm.

"Master, Master, you haven't said why a tortoise looks the same as a bird?"

The master of the great country glanced coldly at Xiao Dingding under Xiao Liuxiao, and Xiao Liuxiao understood it in seconds.

Oh, that's what it means.

The imperial father's concubines often said that they wanted to walk the birds in the imperial garden, and enjoy the scenery by the way.

It turns out that birds need to be walked frequently.

So the next day Liu Xiao, who took off his pants and carried his little penis around in the garden, managed to get his father a few slaps. 】

Close your eyes is full of memories, open your eyes is full of yellow sand.

Liu Xiao glanced back, his footprints and camel's hoofprints behind him were covered by another round of yellow sand.

Before leaving, Qi Zhusai gave him a small wooden box, "If you want that person to live again, Liu Xiao, I can help you, but can you bear the price you have to pay for it?"

A dead person should not come back to life, even if he himself, even if his life should not die, he should not return to this world again.

But he's moved - shameful

Putting aside all the calculations and injuries, if we could start over, would there be a different ending?

He has been used and betrayed before, so he yearns for all good things, the more innocent he is, the more deceptive he is.

He took off the sandalwood box on the camel's back, and when he opened it, he found pale bones. He couldn't help reaching out to touch them, and the cold touch penetrated into the human bone marrow.

Only you are the most real.

Finally, he opened the thing Qi Zhu gave him. Inside was a scroll of sheepskin, on which were clearly written three large characters—bone stringing technique.

It is a taboo technique to give birth to raw flesh from white bones and spring to dead trees.

Liu Xiao took out the bones from the sandalwood box, and then spelled out a human figure.

He couldn't help but think for a while, and sure enough, the bones of a good-looking person are also sexy.

In a small oasis with no one there, a simple wooden house was added, and then some people settled in the desert for 15 years.

Fifteen years later, on a sunny day, someone pushed open the small door of the wooden house, and the amber eyes were clear and bright:

——Liu Xiao, I'm back.