A difficult beast fight is over.
Young Yuan Yi and young Yuan Dasheng walked in an uninhabited alley.
Yuan Dasheng was covered in several wounds, and every step involved the wound, causing him to grin in pain.
Yuan Yi covered his pocket, and inside the bag were his only three and a half spirit stones.
He gritted his teeth, and finally said: "Dayu, you stay here first, I'll go to the pharmacy over there to take a look, at least I can buy you a plaster!"
As soon as Yuan left, Yuan Dasheng staggered back against the cold wall and sat slowly on the ground.
It was panting heavily, because the action of sitting down also involved the wound, and it hurt so much that its heart beat faster.
The alley was empty and dim, as if it was the only one left in the world.
Suddenly, a gong sounded.
Yuan Dasheng subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a voice coming from inside the opposite wall.
Then the drums beat for a while, and some hosts shouted: "Below, I would like to ask Lord Li Leifeng to stage a puppet show for the hometown master. The opera is called "Qin Lie Goes to the Battle"!"
The next moment, the high platform of the mechanism slowly rose, and the puppets had different shapes and dazzling arrays, and began to perform.
Yuan Dasheng looked up, through the gaps in the woods, watching the puppets talk to me like real people, you call and I run away, it is so lively.
Li Leifeng's control skills were perfect, and between the gongs, drums, and bells, Yuan Dasheng gradually forgot the pain on his body and was fascinated.
This opera progressed step by step and reached its climax.
treacherous and treacherous, falsely accusing Qin Lie of holding a weapon and respecting himself, and harboring ulterior motives. The young lord issued three imperial decrees in a row, ignoring the serious injuries of the old general Qin Lie, and insisted on letting him charge into battle.
Old General Qin Lie planted three battle flags behind his back, got up with difficulty, raised his long spear, and rushed to the battlefield in front of him step by step.
He sings:
"Since childhood, I have been raised by the Lord, and my grace is like a mountain in my heart. Teach me to be loyal and righteous to protect the country, and teach me wisdom and courage to stand in heaven and earth."
"The first lord is graceful, like a father and brother, let me grow up, teach loyalty and doctrine, and give me wisdom and courage......"
The sound of the gong was calm and powerful, as if announcing the weight and tragedy of this battle.
He sang again:
"I support the young lord when he is young, like a father and a brother, and although he is suspicious and has no complaints, I hope the country will always stand."
"Young master, I support you to ascend the throne, like protecting the seedlings and hoping that you will become a forest, although you are suspicious and have no complaints, I hope you can revive the national fortune......"
Jinghu made a high-pitched and clear voice, sometimes mournful, touching people's hearts; Sometimes it was melodious, expressing a certain expectation of Qin Lie.
Veteran Qin Lie rushed into the battlefield, like a lion staring at him, killing people and terrifying the enemy.
He sang again:
"Although I am old, my ambition is not diminished, and I will repay the kindness of the country with blood on the battlefield. The heroic spirit of the first lord laughs in the sky, and I have no regrets in going to the battlefield."
The drums sounded, and the drums were thick and passionate, like war horses galloping, with a magnificent momentum. Yuan Dasheng was excited to see it!
Qin Lie fought for a long time, his injuries worsened, his physical energy was exhausted, and he eventually fell into the battlefield.
Qin Lie knew that he was unlucky, and raised his head and sang:
"The kindness of the first lord will always be remembered, and the revival of the young lord is in my heart. The blood spilled on the battlefield is not in vain, and the soul returns to the homeland to comfort the first lord."
"Why are the enemy afraid of shouting, thousands of troops are not to be afraid!"
"My death is not for fame and fortune, but for that piece of sincerity and loyalty."
"Remembering the kindness of the former lord, how could he back down in the face of national crisis?"
"Young Lord, I want you to know that loyal ministers have no regrets. After I die, I will be clear and loyal to protect the country."
The rhythm of the gong and drum has changed many times, from the tension of the battle to the tragic desolation of parting.
Last.
Qin Lie and the enemy generals almost died together.
At the last moment of his life, he faced the direction of the capital, half-knelt on the ground, and bowed: "Lord, the last general is gone!"
A heavy drum shook the entire stage.
Suddenly, a suona sounded, the voice was high-pitched and loud, full of tragedy, as if penetrating time and space, directly hitting Yuan Dasheng's heart.
The suona sound lasted for a moment, and the sound of the flute participated. The sound of the flute is crisp and pleasant, sometimes tactful and low, sometimes high-pitched and passionate.
In the end, the voice was high, like a bluebird flying in the air, flying all the way, and the faint body gradually disappeared into the vast blue sky.
Yuan Dasheng raised his head and was speechless for a long time.
This was the first time it had seen this puppet show, and it could already understand human language, and it was shocked physically and mentally.
"Big leftover, big leftover!" Yuan Yi ran back, holding a few plasters in his hand.
He smiled and said: "Good luck, this time the pharmacy was cleared, so I asked for a bargain and took a few more pairs of plasters."
"Come on, I'll stick it on you."
Yuan Dasheng let Yuan Yi treat his wounds, he looked at Yuan Yi, and then at the puppets on the high platform. The light of the lantern was like fire, reflected on its face, and the sound of the crowd celebrating and applauding on the other side of the wall always lingered in its ears.
"Gone, why are you still sitting stupidly?" Yuan took a step together.
Yuan Dasheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the high platform opposite.
Yuan Yi looked back and didn't care: "Oh, it's a puppet show."
Yuan Yi glanced at it again: "It's Qin Lie's song, a very famous song."
"It's a pity that he didn't follow the right person."
Yuan Yi walked in front, and Yuan Dasheng followed behind him.
When it was about to walk out of the alley, it turned its head and glanced at the mechanism stage one last time.
The stage was slowly falling, and the puppet playing the old general Qin Lie was still half-kneeling.
Yuan Dasheng looked at Yuan Yi's back, and suddenly made a few ahhhh
Yuan Yi turned his head suspiciously, glanced at Yuan Dasheng, didn't understand what he was going to say, just waved: "Let's go, go home and fill your stomach, go to bed early!"
……
Dependent on each other, fighting beasts, monkey head gang.
……
"Look, Da Yu, this is my child, he is my child!" Yuan Yi was ecstatic, "I have a child, I have descendants in this world."
"I named him Yuan Er. Da Yu, my life is not as long as yours."
"If one day I am gone, let Yuan Er replace Yuan Yi and continue to accompany you."
……
Yuan Er was hungry and cried.
Yuan Dasheng squeezed out the juice of a basin-sized peach and poured it on him. As a result, Yuan Er was poured into soup chicken.
Yuan Er was sick.
Yuan Dasheng shuttled through the fairy city at night like the wind, rushed into the medical hall, grabbed the pharmacist's neck, and dragged him all the way to run and jump, and the pharmacist's scream broke the silence of the moonlit night.
Yuan Er began to climb.
He pulled Yuan Dasheng's thick monkey hair and challenged the peak, and every time he fell, he would be accurately covered by Yuan Dasheng's palm.
Yuan Er can walk and jump.
"Uncle Monkey, they bully me!" Yuan Er took Yuan Dasheng to find a venue, scared the other children to pee, and collapsed and cried.
……
Yuan Er began to be brave and ruthless, and was very curious about a question: "Uncle Monkey, who is more powerful between you and my father, have you ever fought? I asked my father, but he never answered me."
Yuan Er ran to Yuan Dasheng, his face full of admiration and excitement: "Uncle Monkey, you are so powerful, so powerful, when will I be like you?"
……
"Dad, I heard that you are going to practice for Uncle Monkey to find demons? Don't do that!" Yuan Er broke into the study and shouted.
Yuan Yi's face turned pale and he shouted angrily: "Shut up, who is talking nonsense in your ear?"
"Dad, Uncle Monkey's strength is uncontrollable. Its monkeys and monkey grandchildren are said to be pet animals, more precisely, they are the owners. Those monks are just slaves responsible for feeding."
"Now that the situation is like this, if Uncle Monkey's strength makes a leap forward, I am afraid it will be even worse."
"At that time, who is the Monkey Head Gang?" Yuan Er tried to persuade him to stop.
After a few rooms, Yuan Dasheng, who was wearing magic skills, listened to all these words.
Its eyebrows and eyes shrugged down, and instead of lying down, it lay on the ground, looking down at the ground and making a whimpering sound.
……
Monkey Monkey Sun was killed, Yuan Dasheng stretched out his finger and tapped Yuan Er's heart.
Yuan Er was assassinated failed, and Yuan Dasheng hurt his soul and guarded him.
The explosion of the Fire Persimmon Festival, Yuan Dasheng protected Yuan Er in his arms.
On the hospital bed, Yuan Dasheng stretched out his finger before dying. In a trance, it seemed to hear the song "Qin Lie Goes to the Battle".
……
Yuan Er died.
After the Monkey Head Gang fell into a brief period of chaos, an elder quickly ascended to the throne and took power, stabilizing the chaos.
Yuan Dasheng is also dead!
This is Ning Zhuo's biggest feeling.
He recycled the Tree Martial Ape Fighting Ape Daisho and repaired the entire mechanism, but he couldn't find spirituality at all, as if it never existed.
"Boss Sun's memorization has not changed."
Ning Zhuo clenched his fists, whenever he wanted to go down in person to explore the actual situation of Sun Lingtong, in his sea of gods, my Buddha heart demon seal would continue to vibrate, emitting brilliant Buddha light.
My Buddha crosses himself!
Baoyin warns!
warned Ning Zhuo that once he ended, he would fall into the calculations of others.
……
Qi Bai's face turned blue.
He looked at Sun Lingtong, unable to believe that someone could resist his soul punishment!
Sun Lingtong's hands and legs were nailed to the coffin, and his whole body was nailed to the pillar.
His brows furrowed and his eyes rolled white, and his whole body trembled from time to time because of the torture of some kind of spell.
At this point, Qi Bai gained nothing.
In order to maintain Judge Chacha, he served more and more soul power, mana, etc.
On weekdays, he might have stopped torturing Sun Lingtong. After all, torturing Sun Lingtong to torture the hanging guest was just to facilitate the recruitment of Han Ming.
This is a complete loss-making trade.
But in the tiger fighting luck field, Qi Bai developed a desire to win, and his desire to win was particularly fierce.
"Maybe his collapse will be in the next moment!" With such expectations, Qi Bai roared fiercely, "Very good, I like hard bones like you."
"Next, you will endure ten times the pain before!"
"Hehehe."
"Death will be a happy thing for you. It's a pity that you angered me."
Qi Bai urged the spell and hit Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong seemed to be crushed by the mountains, and the pain was so intense that he had the illusion that his body and mind were crushed by the mountains.
The boundless pain penetrated into every inch of his skin, but he couldn't pass out.
He was like a flat boat, falling into the endless whirlpool under the sea in the storm.
The memories of the past are like a beam of light, weak and stubborn, insisting on shining in this boundless darkness.
It's all about Ning Zhuo.
"Others can control the black market, why can't we?"
"If it's interesting, let our brothers work together to take charge of the black market!"
"Xiaozhuo, don't show your true face and use the pale iron armor to disguise yourself. I'm already known to others anyway, so it doesn't matter."
Ning Zhuo smiled and changed his name: "From now on, I will just call you Boss Sun!"
"Boss, the goods are wrong."
"Boss Sun, I'm right behind you."
"Boss, rush!"
"Boss Sun, don't worry, I will always follow you."
The severe pain was like a sea and an abyss, drowning Sun Lingtong.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of blood.
Sun Lingtong smiled tragically, knowing that the effect of the empty seal was limited, and it was difficult for him to persist.
He brazenly launched a last resort!
Qi Bai keenly noticed the abnormality and was shocked: "What? You actually destroyed your soul!"
Sun Lingtong triggered the empty seal and attacked his soul to fight against Qi Bai's soul search.
Qi Bai's eyes widened, and he was extremely suspicious: "Who are you, that bearded guest? You would rather lose your soul than protect him?!"
"Are you a person who doesn't open doors? Are you still not a demon cultivator?!"
"Could it be that he is your fellow disciple? Is it your Holy Son who is not empty?"
"Hehehe." Sun Lingtong grinned and let out his last laugh with great difficulty, "He is not a fellow student, he is my brother."
"Brother?" Qi Bai was even more confused, "Didn't my brother sell it? For a little information, you don't even want your life? What exactly do you want?"
Sun Lingtong lowered his eyes, he was too weak, and his voice was very low: "I, I just want to prove it...... He didn't, didn't follow the wrong person."
Qi Bai listened attentively, but what he heard was something like this.
"Unreasonable!" Qi Bai was extremely angry.
He had never been so angry in his life!
He felt deeply violated.
He completely lost his patience.
At this moment, he forgot to subdue Han Ming and forget the weeping guest.
He pointed like a sword and poked Sun Lingtong's eyebrows fiercely.
This poke will definitely pierce Sun Lingtong's forehead and truly die!
Rumble!!!
The explosion suddenly occurred.
Qi Bai sneered, ignoring it at all, insisting on killing Sun Lingtong.
But the next moment, the formation pattern appeared, firmly protecting Sun Lingtong and blocking the fatal blow.
The violent explosion rushed over, accompanied by surging flames.
The explosion lifted Qi Bai away, and then drowned him.
On the other hand, Sun Lingtong was moved out of the house under the protection of the formation pattern.
The next moment, he fell to an old man's side.
This old man is old, his face is vicissitudes, his eyes are black and purple, and his wrinkles are so deep that he can catch mosquitoes.
His hair was dark and messy, spreading from the top of his head to his shoulders and hanging down to the top of his feet, like a wide black cloak.
He was on crutches, his back was rickety, and his whole body was bent like a lobster.
He calls himself a bearded guest.
He is Sun Lingtong's ...... Brothers!