Devil’s Advent

Chenjia Village, also known as Chenjiazhuang, the village households make a living by fishing and farming;

At the small pier at the entrance of the village, a large group of folks are gathering at this time. The table has been set up, and there are curtains covering the left, right, and back, and a middle-aged storyteller sits in the middle;

Mr. Zhou, surnamed Zhou, was originally a businessman from all over the world. Later, he lost money in business, so he simply recruited his own son to start a business as a storyteller.

He has a good tongue and a lot of knowledge. He doesn't go to towns, and he picks villages with a larger population and a little more wealth to start the show.

The book is divided into two sections,

One after lunch, one after dinner, two meals for myself and my son will be settled, and before leaving, we can get a hard-earned sum of money from the patriarch as usual.

There is not much money, but after all, it is just a business that costs a little bit of saliva, but this saliva is worthless in the eyes of outsiders, so it can be regarded as a business without money.

Lunch was eaten at the patriarch's house. After eating, the villagers had already set up the table.

Mr. Zhou took an erhu and sat in the middle of the stage, and his son sat behind him with a wooden fish.

The simple musical instrument is just for the sake of one's emotions, and his son will make a joke at the right time, so the story can be told.

In fact, after this work has been done, the stuff in his stomach has been shaken off, so from time to time, he has to go to some big tea houses in some towns to listen to stories,

In the words of Mr. Zhou, this is called tonic.

Those who come back from tonic have to process it vividly by themselves.

The audience is different, and the villagers are naturally less sensitive to the outside world than the people in the city. As long as it is wonderful, everyone will applaud again and again. It is even not uncommon for you to be willing to tell the same story here for two or three days.

"Hey!"

Mr. Zhou clapped his hands,

"Everyone, do you know what happened the night that my Great Yan conquered Chu and broke through Yingdu, the capital of Chu's slave kingdom?"

Son: "What happened?"

"Oh, that night, in the sky above Yingdu, a fire phoenix spirit the size of a Kunpeng appeared, and its figure was much larger than the entire Yingdu city."

Son; "Hiss!!!"

The villagers who were listening to the book below all gasped in unison.

"Afterwards, Lord Pingxi rode a pixiu and rode a horse, flew up from the south gate of Yingdu City, and started a terrifying battle with the spirit of the fire phoenix!

that battle,

It can be said that the color of the mountains and rivers has changed, and the sun and the moon have no light..."

Chen Xianba came to the outskirts of the pier with an old Confucian scholar on his back. The old Confucian scholar had fried peanuts in his hand, ate two by himself, and then peeled one and threw it into Chen Xianba's mouth.

"Old man, tell me, thanks to me, you gave me such a name, and I still have to serve you."

Chen Xianba has always been dissatisfied with his name; because in the local dialect, Xianba Xianba is very similar to the local people's name for the bastard in the water.

Because of this name, Chen Xianba was often ridiculed by children of the same age when he was young, but now he is much better. He has grown up, has a big body, and can beat people, so no one dares to laugh at his name anymore.

"Hey, you know what a fart, some people have bad luck and are afraid that they will not be able to support them, so they take a cheap name, and hope that they will not die prematurely;

And you,

Your kid's fate is too good, if you go too far, you have to get this kind of unscrupulous one, so that you can vent a little bit, otherwise you have to be careful to die. "

"It's great to be stuffed to death. In my life, I haven't eaten a few full meals in a serious way!"

"Donkey, I'm so thirsty to feed you every meal. Your parents must starve to death."

Chen Xianba's nickname, Donkey, is the same as his first name, and it was born by an old Confucian.

At this time,

Chen Xianba saw outside Tingshu, Chen Afei was walking with his mother-in-law who was blind in one eye, so he should also come to Tingshu.

"hooligan."

"Brother Donkey!"

"Go, go, go!"

Chen Xianba yelled in disgust.

Subsequently,

The two young children placed the old people around them together, and found a wooden pier for them to sit on.

Chen Xianba tugged at Chen Afei's shoulder and said;

"Come on, follow me to the ditch to catch two fish."

Fishing in winter depends on skill, and Chen Xianba is undoubtedly an expert at it.

"You don't listen to sir's storytelling anymore, but you are telling your favorite story about Lord Pingxi."

"I've listened to it several times, but if I don't listen to it, it's better to catch two fish."

Chen Xianba wanted to hear the stories of Lord Pingxi, and he would never tire of hearing them.

But the problem is that he knows that A Fei pawned some things in order to get medicine for his mother-in-law the day before yesterday. The clay pots are worthless, but who said that A Fei's family has a weak foundation?

Fa Xiao who grew up together, at this time, he felt that he should help.

Chen Afei glanced regretfully at Mr. Zhou who was still spitting on the dock platform. He actually likes to listen to stories, but he could only nod and said:

"Okay, you can drink fish soup."

Chen Xianba walked in front,

Chen Afei followed behind,

A Fei's right leg is lame, and he walks a little shaky, but he is still young and can keep up.

After the two boys left,

Two old men sitting on a wooden pier,

The old scholar first took out a jade pendant from his pocket and handed it to the old woman:

"The person who went to grab the medicine the day before yesterday, I redeemed it."

The old lady shook her head and confiscated it.

just lightly said;

"It's just worthless broken jade. If you like it, you can keep it and play it. If you don't like it, just throw it away."

"Really don't want it?" the old Confucian scholar asked again.

"You should understand the truth of not being caught by the food."

The old Confucian scholar sighed:

"Yes, I understand, but in my life, I have rarely seen someone who came to suffer on purpose. I don't know what the identity of A Fei is, but I know that with your ability, you will definitely not let him suffer all year round. Wearing torn clothes, eating and drinking has always been a problem."

The old woman closed her eyes,

road;

"In this world, you don't understand, I don't understand, there are too many. Since you don't understand everything, then if you don't understand, don't understand."

"Hey, it's done."

The old Confucian scholar took the piece of jade back, stretched out his hand, and put it on the old woman's wrist,

The old woman didn't resist and let her diagnose her pulse.

"The pulse condition is stable and normal," said the old Confucian scholar.

"Most scholars in this world have a problem, that is, after reading a few military books, they feel that they are handsome scholars, and after reading a few medical books, they feel that they are famous doctors.

Old lady, my illness is not in my body, but in my heart.

Injuries on the body are actually easy to take care of, but illnesses on the heart are the most exhausting. "

"This sounds like the tune that Qi refiners like to say."

The old woman stopped talking, as if she was listening to Mr. Zhou on the front stage telling stories with peace of mind.

But the old Confucian scholar still couldn't stop and continued:

"Thanks."

The old woman narrowed her eyes and looked at the old Confucian scholar.

The old Confucian scholar stretched his waist, then continued to peel the peanuts, and said slowly;

"A while ago, Donkey just asked me why I gave him this name, and I said, he had to use this name to go for a break;

But in fact,

It's just a name, how much effect can it do if it breaks the sky?

Donkey,

Leaving it here will delay him, so he has to follow the nobleman. "

talking,

The old Confucian scholar looked at his mother-in-law, "I thought you would stop her."

"As long as the children can play together by themselves, why should we intervene?"

"That's right." The old Confucian scholar sniffed his nose, "This kid, Ah Fei, is actually quite smart."

The old woman spoke;

"You can be quiet and quiet, and listen to Mr. telling stories."

"Hey, what's so good about the amazing things he said, do you like to hear it?"

"like."

"Well, then let's listen together."

...

On the ice, Chen Xianba ignored the cold and lay there observing carefully.

The young man was already full of anger, but Chen Xianba seemed to have a fire in his body. He was only wearing a single shirt, and he dared to roll around on the ice and observe repeatedly.

On the other end, Ah Fei, who was preparing to weave fish with rattan in his hand, was also squatting there, fully on guard.

Shaoqing,

Chen Xianba picked up the pickaxe and quickly pierced through the ice beneath him. Then he jumped forward and landed in the ice hole he had made earlier. As soon as he dropped the pickaxe, he stuck his hands straight into it. into the water.

"Snapped!"

A very large fish was caught by Chen Xianba.

This ability to catch fish hardly borrows too many complicated tools, which can be described as a miraculous skill.

Chen Afei held the fish down and began to wear the rattan.

Chen Xianba smiled and was about to walk back from the ice, but suddenly froze, his eyes fixed, and he looked around;

Winter is the season when everything is bleak, but even on the snowfield, the cold cannot make all living things die.

And right now,

In the surrounding woods, it was suddenly unbelievably quiet.

Chen Xianba slowly crawled down, like a cheetah, ready to sprint.

Ah Fei continued to string fish,

until,

A pair of boots appeared behind him.

"A Fei, be careful!"

Chen Xianba rushed over like an arrow leaving the string, holding the pickaxe that smashed the ice in his hand.

Li Liangshen stretched out his hand,

grab it forward,

Grabbing the menacing pickaxe in Chen Xianba's hand directly,

Even with that, he lifted Chen Xianba's whole body up, and with a wave of his arm, Chen Xianba's whole body was thrown out.

"boom!"

It hit the ice, and his figure slid.

But Chen Xianba quickly landed on all fours, climbed up again, and launched a second charge.

Li Liangshen was slightly surprised by the boy's innate physique,

When the boy rushed over,

He lifted his foot,

Kicked over.

"boom!"

Chen Xianba was kicked away again.

Then,

He got up from the ground again, but this time, he staggered a bit, and the soreness from all over his body made him a little unsustainable.

However,

He still gritted his teeth and managed to stand up for the third time.

Yan Feizi once said that if this child is trained well, in time, he might be Tian Wujing's second.

Now it seems,

This statement is not false.

Chen Xianba rushed over for the third time, at a much slower speed, but when he was about to touch, his speed suddenly accelerated, revealing his cunning.

The sword at Li Liangshen's waist moved.

The blade of the sword flew out and slapped down.

"boom!"

Chen Xianba was knocked to the ground, with the simple big sword on his body, he could no longer get up, he could only raise his head with difficulty, his face was covered with blood.

at the same time,

in the woods all around,

A group of soldiers in black armor came out, and this place has already been surrounded by them.

The big fish that was caught out of the river was still turning its body non-stop, while Chen Afei, already stunned by the scene at this moment, squatted there, motionless.

Li Liangshen walked up to Chen Afei again,

bow your head,

look at him,

Chen Afei's body began to tremble.

Li Liangshen shook his head helplessly,

But just as he was about to make his next move,

But suddenly found,

The young man squatting in front of him unexpectedly took out a dagger and stabbed it on the surface of his boot.

The dagger is very sharp, and the boy's movements are also very secretive;

Most importantly, Li Liangshen was undefended.

blood,

Spilled from Li Liangshen's boots, he was injured.

The young man raised his head,

The previous look of fear has disappeared, replaced by a fierce,

He pointed to the dagger,

road:

"There is poison on the dagger, let him go, and I will give you the antidote."

Li Liangshen smiled,

Can,

It's ok,

It's really okay,

The boy who was knocked down by him three times in a row made his eyes shine, but it was only a shine.

because some people,

some positions,

Even if he doesn't know how to practice martial arts, it's not a big deal.

After all, by his side, there are countless tigers willing to fight to the death.

It's that Pingxihou Zheng Fan, don't look at Mr. Zhou on the pier blowing him up to the sky, and fighting with the spirit of the fire and phoenix. Others don't know, but Li Liangshen knows that Dayan's Pingxihou, martial arts, is also unusual.

Li Liangshen bent down with a smile, and pulled out the dagger stuck in his boot.

Then,

Slowly knelt down on one knee,

road;

"Li Liangshen, the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, please refer to your son, please refer to...Young Master!"

Just as Zheng Fan would sometimes call Tian Wujing Hou Ye instead of Wang Ye, there are some sayings that are difficult to change after most of his life. The Hou Mansion is a kind of intimacy.

immediately,

All the black armor soldiers around also knelt down,

Said in unison:

"See you, Young Master!"

There was neither surprise nor joy on Ah Fei's face, but he stood up slowly, not looking at Li Liangshen who was kneeling there, nor at the soldiers who were almost everywhere.

he walked over

Help Chen Xianba up.

Chen Xianba's nose is bruised, his face is swollen, and his body is bruised and purple. Although Li Liangshen didn't make a killing move before, he won't feel good after being beaten three times in a row by one of the four great swordsmen.

"I said, Ah Fei, hehehe..."

Regardless of the pain in his body, Chen Xianba laughed,

"Why is this the same as the private visits in micro-services that Mr. Storyteller said before? What are you, Young Master?"

A Fei ignored Chen Xianba and continued to help him walk into the village.

Li Liangshen, who knelt there on one knee, said;

"Little Hou Ye actually knew his identity a long time ago?"

Abby stopped in his tracks.

smiled,

road:

"Yes, and one more thing I know,

That is,

My father was

want to kill me. "