Beast

"This Shuangxing Town is similar to Mobai Town." Lu Zhen stood on the streets of Shuangxing Town, looking around, with curiosity about unknown things in his eyes.

"The scale and layout are similar. I'm not very familiar with Shuangxing Town either."

Yang Qing and Lu Zhen ran out of Lu Mansion overnight and drove all night and most of the day to Shuangxing Town.

"Yang Qing, you are definitely stronger than that blacksmith now. He bullied you like that. We just have time today. Let's go find him to settle the score." Lu Zhen's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth. He knew that Yang Qing was being raped by Wang Erli.

Regarding the severe beating, he has now arrived in Shuangxing Town and plans to seek revenge on Wang Erli.

"Follow me." How could Yang Qing forget that incident, which had been buried deep in his heart. At this time, Lu Zhen mentioned that he immediately remembered the scene when he was beaten severely by Wang Erli on the street that day, and his face turned cold.

The plaque of "Eight Forged Iron Shops" was placed across the door frame as it was in the past. When Yang Qing saw it for the first time, his heart was full of yearning. When he saw it again two years later, his heart felt extremely cold.

There were no customers choosing weapons in the shop in front of Ba Forging Iron Shop. Lin Bo was the only one sitting on a wicker chair and taking a nap. Yang Qing led Lu Zhen straight into the backyard without looking at Lin Bo.

"You little brat, you eat two full heads a day and do such a little work, you are a waste, you want to eat for free." Wang Erli looked fierce and cursed, while vigorously kicking the boy who was curled up on the ground.

The boy was twelve or thirteen years old. He was wearing dirty clothes. He held his head in his hands and cried softly.

"Master Wang, I'm not lazy. Please don't hit me." The young man gasped for air and begged for mercy with choked sobs.

"You're so stubborn, damn you, open your eyes and see if these clothes are clean." Wang Erli kicked harder when he heard the boy's begging for mercy.

"Uh-huh...please...please, don't hit me."

The toe of the shoe fell on the young man's body, causing him to groan. His tears fell to the ground, making a "tapping" sound, begging for mercy immaturely.

"Bah, you loser, no one dares to care about you even if I kick you to death, you son of a bitch"

Wang Erli kicked and beat the boy hard, but he didn't relieve his anger. He spat on the boy's face and said, "Lick it clean and I'll let you go today."

"Wang Erli, go lick it clean. I'll spare your life today, you son of a bitch." A cold, angry word reached Wang Erli's ears.

As soon as Yang Qing and Lu Zhen walked into the inner courtyard, they saw the scene just now. Thinking of how Wang Erli had bullied them, the anger they had suppressed for two years finally burst out.

Lu Zhen looked at Yang Qing in surprise. In his impression, Yang Qing was a very honest and gentle person. He never showed his face to others, and never had a domineering side at this time.

"Who the hell are you? You dare to meddle in my own business?" Wang Erli cursed angrily. He turned around and felt that he had seen the man in front of him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"You piece of shit, do you have shit in your head?" Lu Zhen stepped forward and faced the person who had bullied Yang Qing, anger filled his chest.

"Oh! Who did I think it was? Was it Yang Qing who I beat like a dog?" Wang Erli looked up and down. Yang Qing's appearance had changed a lot from before.

The face comes from the heart. Yang Qing used to be timid and naive, but now he is tenacious.

Wang Erli straightened his back and became more courageous. Looking at Yang Qing's dress, he didn't look powerful.

"Ouch... Your arm, tsk tsk, must have been bitten by a dog. The more you live, the more promising you are. Aren't you a disciple of Yufeng Sect, haha"

Wang Erli saw the still-unhealed wound on Yang Qing's left arm, and started to laugh loudly, as if he had seen the funniest thing in the world.

"Fuck your mother, it was bitten by your father when he was eating shit..." Lu Zhen was furious and stepped forward to take action, but was stopped by Yang Qing.

"Oh, little skinny boy, believe it or not, I will beat the shit out of you."

Wang Erli looked at Lu Zhen's figure and saw that he was too thin. He was only seventeen or eighteen years old. As an outer disciple, his cultivation level could not be much higher.

"My son is so smart, and with the help of his elder brother's elixir, he has only been born at the second level this year. It would be great if these two boys can catch up to half of my son."

Wang Erli thought about this in his mind and looked at Yang Qing and Yang Qing with contempt.

"Believe it or not, I made you eat it in front of you." Lu Zhen has not cultivated his true energy, and his physical strength is not strong. He may not be able to defeat Wang Erli, but his morale cannot be lost.

"What to eat?" Wang Erli was confused, and then said sarcastically, "Yang Qing, just find helpers like this to deal with me."

"You're laughing so hard. It seems you didn't remember the lesson I taught you last time. I have to kick you in the ass today."

Wang Erli took a few steps forward, stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and hit Yang Qing in the face. Only a slap in the face would make him vent his anger.

"Lu Zhen, don't worry about this, just stay back." Yang Qing did not look at Wang Erli who was rushing over, but turned to Lu Zhen and said calmly.

"Well, slap him twice for me," Lu Zhen said bitterly. He didn't worry about Yang Qing being in any danger. The five flag mountain wolves couldn't kill Yang Qing, so what does this blacksmith mean?

Wang Erli rushed to Yang Qing, with a ferocious look on his face. "Little calf, you brought this to my door."

"Pa"

The slap was extremely loud. Just when Wang Erli was about to succeed, Yang Qing quickly raised his right hand and slapped Wang Erli away.

"Uh..." Wang Erli was knocked to the ground. There were stars in front of his eyes. His consciousness was a little blurry. He stood up unsteadily, but he didn't see Yang Qing.

"This is impossible, it's only been two years." Wang Erli's voice was blurred with blood coming from his mouth and nose. He didn't believe that Yang Qing could have such strength in two years.

"Back then, you bullied me when I was young and made things difficult for me in every possible way. Who could I have imagined that I would be here today?"

"Well..."

Wang Erli failed to find Yang Qing, and his body was kicked out again.

When Yang Qingru beat him severely, he kicked Wang Erli's feet off the ground and threw him all over the ground.

"Fuck you, I'll chop you to death." Wang Erli's face was rubbed off by the ground. He picked up an ax for chopping wood from the ground and slashed at Yang Qing with a ferocious face.

In the blacksmith shop in the wing room, Zhang Bin rushed out with a hammer for blacksmithing.

"Bang, bang"

Yang Qing's face was expressionless, and he raised his legs with both feet.

Wang Erli and Zhang Bin were kicked to the ground at the same time. Wang Erli stood up on his hands and knees, and Zhang Bin threw away the hammer in his hand and ran back to the blacksmith shop while crawling on the ground.

"Back then, you beat me up in the street because of your physical strength. Who could have imagined that you would be like today?"

"Pah, pah, pah"

Yang Qing kicked Wang Erli to the ground again, stepped on his chest with his foot to prevent him from moving, threw away his arms, and slapped him one after another.

Wang Erli was so dazed by the slap that he couldn't even avoid it.

More than ten slaps were all returned to Wang Erli. Yang Qing stopped and walked towards the young man who shrank aside and stared blankly at Yang Qing.

"What you want is not to rely on others' charity, but to fight for it yourself."

"Let's go quickly," Yang Qing squatted on the ground and said to the young man with some emotion.

The young man nodded numbly, not knowing whether he understood Yang Qing's words, stood up and ran outside.

"Lu Zhen, let's go too." The cold look on Yang Qing's face disappeared and she grinned at Lu Zhen.

"You just let him go. He wanted to break one of your legs." Lu Zhen didn't think Yang Qing had taken revenge and looked at Yang Qing in confusion.

"Kick his legs and he will be useless for the rest of his life. I will not be like him. I no longer hate him because he is no match for me."

"You don't have to do things absolutely, leave a little room for others," Yang Qing said thoughtfully, and he and Lu Zhen strolled out of the Eight Forging Iron Shop, and Lin Bo, who was in the shop, also knew where he had gone.

"I understand what you mean. You are stronger than him now and ignore his existence in your heart. Naturally, you no longer hate him. If you try to break his dog legs again, you are bullying others. Do you think I am right?"

Lu Zhen shook his head and analyzed to himself. He turned around to ask Yang Qing and found that he was not beside him, but standing on the street with his eyes closed, looking like he was enjoying himself.

Yang Qing did not hear Lu Zhen's words, but was immersed in the sudden feeling of bathing in the spring breeze.

He seemed to have come to another place, which was filled with green mist. He couldn't tell how big it was. A group of light in the distance attracted him.

Yang Qing wanted to lift his feet and walk towards the light, but found that he had no feet at all, and even his whole body was gone.

Yang Qing felt like he was drifting towards the light. It seemed to be far away in the horizon, but now it suddenly became close before his eyes.

This ball of light was suspended in the air, the same green color as the mist. Yang Qing didn't know how big this ball of light was. It was as huge as a mountain peak, but when he looked closer, it was as small as gravel.

Such a sharp contrast made Yang Qing feel so natural and that it should be like this.

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but then he remembered that he had no hands. The green light made him feel as familiar as his own body.

This green light has no weight or temperature. It hangs in the air without shaking or swaying, as if it has taken root or sprouted.

"This is my sea of ​​consciousness, this is my soul." If Yang Qing had a mouth now, he would be open wide in surprise.

"Consciousness Sea Realm, I just reached the Consciousness Sea Realm." Yang Qing couldn't believe that his mind had completely transformed into divine consciousness, completely opened the Yintang Point, and broke through the innate to reach the Consciousness Sea Realm.

"Yang Qing, what's wrong with you? Are you asleep? Wake up." Lu Zhen's anxious voice brought Yang Qing back to reality.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Yang Qing asked doubtfully. His body had just regained consciousness and his thinking was a little unclear.

"Yang Qing, why are you still asleep? I called you several times." Lu Zhen looked at Yang Qing in surprise, as if he were looking at a monster.

"Lu Zhen, I didn't fall asleep, I broke through to the sea of ​​consciousness realm." Yang Qing thought for a while, recalled what just happened, and said to Lu Zhen seriously.

"Consciousness Sea Realm, have you reached the Consciousness Sea Realm? No way?" Lu Zhen looked strangely at Yang Qing up and down, and saw that his eyes were clear and he was not crazy.

"Lu Zhen, you don't seem to be wearing obscene pants." Yang Qing was also looking at Lu Zhen and suddenly said something.

"What, you all know this. You have really reached the realm of Consciousness Sea. It's amazing. Maybe you are the fastest in cultivation among the outer disciples." Lu Zhen happily punched Yang Qing in the chest. "By the way, what are you doing?"

You know I’m not wearing any underpants, what else did you see?”

"I didn't see anything, I just felt it."

"I really feel it. What else do you feel?"

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I saw you without any underpants last night, so I found out."

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Really, I didn't lie to you, I really didn't see or feel anything."

"Okay, I believe you, then tell me whether you are wearing any underwear."

"I... wore it"

The sky was overcast, and the autumn rain started to fall. Yang Qing and Lu Zhen were walking on the dirt road that was ten feet wide, soaked in the heavy rain, and felt indescribably comfortable and unrestrained.

Lu Zhen chanted an unknown poem at the top of his lungs:

Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick is as light as a horse, who is afraid? A misty rain is left for life. The cold spring breeze blows the drunkenness, and it is slightly cold. The mountain top is slanting but welcomes it. Looking back, it is always desolate.

Where, when I return, there will be neither wind, rain nor sunshine.;