The Rebirth of Xue Yang, the Patriarch of Demon Dao—Original Author: Moxiang Tongxiu

Wei Wuxian said: "Anyway, Master Xingchen, no matter what happens next, you don't care about that Xue Yang, the wicked will have their own troubles, so let that Miao Chang'e clean him up, think about those Xue Yang You really shouldn’t be soft-hearted about the innocent people who were killed by foreigners.”

"Hmm~" Xiao Xingchen hesitated for a while, then nodded.

At this time, the sky was already twilight, and in the dimness, he saw a small man limping out of the ruined temple where he was temporarily staying. It was actually Xue Yang.

After a few ups and downs, Xiao Xingchen came to little Xue Yang: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Xue Yang handed him a prescription in his hand, and saw the writing on the back of the prescription: "Hurry up and send this prescription to Penglai Inn."

Xue Yang said: "I want to return the things I picked up that day by myself." As he spoke, he staggered through the courtyard of the ruined temple and walked towards the door.

Xiao Xingchen: "Do you know where the Penglai Inn is?"

Xue Yang shook his head, and said: "I don't know, but that person must be very anxious if he lost his prescription. If he delays the treatment and rescue, I will feel really sorry. Even if I go door-to-door to inquire, I will return all the ill-gotten gains." .”

Although Xiao Xingchen remembered Wei Wuxian's advice to him, he couldn't bear to see Xue Yang limping. Besides, he went from door to door to look for it, and it was delayed for hours. It's too late to help.

"I know where it is, I'll take you there."

So, holding Xue Yang in his arms, he walked towards Jucai Lane on the East Street, and after about a meal, he came to a lively restaurant.

Xiao Xingchen pointed to the gold-lettered signboard, and it was "Penglai Inn": "It's here, do you want me to accompany you in?"

Xue Yang shook his head: "No, I'll go by myself." He felt that pickpocketing is a shameful thing, he didn't want Xiao Xingchen to follow him and be looked down upon by others, just be treated as a thief by himself, why bother getting involved again he.

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

Xue Yang nodded vigorously: "I believe that I am here to return the things, and others will not make things difficult for me."

"Okay, if that's the case, I'll wait for you at the teahouse opposite." Xiao Xingchen said, took out a ball from his sleeve, and handed it to Xue Yang: "If there is any trouble, just smash this On the ground, I'll come and look for you." After speaking, he turned and entered a small tea house opposite.

The business in this Penglai inn is booming, Xue Yang asked a five-year-old waiter in the inn, "Excuse me, where is this water color room?"

Seeing his beggar-like appearance, the shop boy disdained him very much, angrily pointed at the second floor casually, and then went about his own business.

Fortunately, the place wasn't too big, so it wasn't hard to find. He limped up to the second floor and found the room at the end of the east corridor.

He hesitated for a while at the door of the Shui Se Room, not daring to knock, but leaning on the door to listen carefully, seeing that there was no one inside, he was about to knock on the door to have a look, when he saw the door of a room opposite the Shui Se Room was open, with a desk. The cups and plates were messed up, and there were a few steamed buns and steamed buns scattered all over the floor. I thought they were unwanted, and I felt it was a waste and a pity.

Seeing that there was no one in the house, he reached out to pick it up, blew off the dust on the surface, and was about to put it in his arms and keep it for lunch, when he suddenly heard a harsh voice roaring: "I said, why do we keep throwing away dust in our store?" Things, it turned out to be you, a little thief! Fortunately, I followed up!"

Xue Yang turned his head and looked, it turned out that it was the waiter from the shop just now, who was about to explain, but the waiter pushed him to the ground without saying a word, grabbed his back collar, and carried him upside down into the hall on the first floor , Mou used all his strength to get used to the ground, and almost broke Xue Yang's back.

The customers in the store gathered around one after another, wanting to see what happened, but the waiter in the store kicked Xue Yang to his knees and roared angrily: "It turns out that you little bastard has dirty hands and feet, but fortunately I went to take a look and caught him. .Grandma, because of you, I was suspected by customers in the store, and I almost lost my job. I said! How many times have you come to patronize, how many things have you stolen? Hurry up! "

It turned out that the waiter in the inn was just hired by the inn. A few days ago, he broke a few valuable cups and plates. Afraid of scolding by the boss, he said that he saw a sneaky child stealing it, and the innkeeper was skeptical. , can't help but have no good looks towards him, now that the opportunity is rare, he stood up to ask for credit, and planted all the previous things on Xue Yang's head.

Xue Yang wanted to refute, but didn't want to, without any warning, the waiter in the shop punched his lips hard, causing his lips to swell instantly.

Xue Yang's tongue suddenly became knotted, and it swelled up quickly. The swollen tongue instantly filled the entire mouth. He mumbled: "I didn't steal it. I picked up the steamed buns. I thought no one would want the ones that fell on the ground. ,so..."

Before he finished speaking, he received another solid punch in the stomach, turned his body upside down, and felt like he was crossing rivers and seas. His intestines were knotted and the pain was like being cut by a knife, and he almost lost his breath.

This little boy is called Mao Si. He is mean and shameless, bullying others, and always flattering, with dirty hands and feet. Many people ignore him and disdain to be with him. Therefore, he is always pushed and looked down upon by others, and no one thinks highly of him. he.

Now he is showing off his power here, punching and kicking a child, and seeing the onlookers not stop him, he feels elated instantly, and his hands and feet are getting harder and harder. The usual aggrieved and inferior are all because of bullying a child baby, and feel that my image is backed up.

Xue Yang: "I'm here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

Xue Yang couldn't tell the other person's name and name, which made people more suspicious. He wanted to take out the prescription from his arms, but his hands lost strength because of the pain, and he couldn't pull out the prescription after touching for a long time.

Seeing this, Er Maosi, the shop boy, snatched it up first, shook out dozens of silver bills and a prescription, raised his head high, and said: "Look, the stolen goods have been taken together, and you dare to quibble!"

"What are you yelling about!" From the crowd, a graceful woman in red clothes came out, and Liu Mei asked him upside down: "You haven't done a good job all day, what's the trouble?"

Mao Sinuo said: "It's not me who owns the shopkeeper, it's this kid who stole things, this is stolen goods."

The proprietress took the bank note and the prescription and looked at it, and saw that the back of the prescription was the guest officer of Shui Se Jian. She knew that the guest officer of Shui Se Jian was sick half a month ago, and now the prescription must be urgent, so she asked someone to invite it The guest officer came down to confront each other, unexpectedly, the noise here had already alarmed the people in Shui Se Jian.

A man dressed as a domestic servant came out of the crowd and said: "I know him, he collided with me on the long street, and then lost his banknote and prescription. I have been looking for it, but I can't find it. So you stole it!"

Xue Yang was noncommittal, he indeed stole this thing, and now he couldn't argue with it, and said: "You arrest me and go to jail, I'm sorry, I hope it didn't delay your treatment?"

The little boy from the store played by ear, bossing around and cursing: "This kind of scoundrel won't tell the truth if he doesn't beat him up!" As he spoke, he kicked Xue Yang in the stomach.

That Maosi was originally born to be five big and three thick, Kong Wu is powerful, Xue Yang is only an eleven or twelve year old, thin child, how could he stand up to his kick, he was kicked, his back foot flew into the air, and he bounced like a frog Flying into the air, he fell heavily again, crawling and covering his stomach, vomiting out the residue of the steamed buns he ate overnight.

Xue Yang gritted his teeth, holding on to the bullet that Xiao Xingchen gave him, and refused to throw it out, because he felt he couldn't argue with it, and he didn't want Xiao Xingchen to see his embarrassment, and he didn't want others to feel that he was in trouble. Xiao Xingchen was with him, and in his heart, Xiao Xingchen's reputation could not be slandered or tarnished by anyone, so he gritted his teeth desperately, forcibly endured it, and prepared to bear the raindrops of punches from the waiter. Hit and kick.

If Xue Yang knew that for many years to come, the reputation of the person he was guarding with all his life would be tarnished and ruined by himself, he would definitely think it was a joke.