In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

The old man died. He was stabbed to death by an irrational man while blocking the refugees.

The reason for stabbing people is very simple. Due to special reasons now, Buddhist temples and Taoist temples give priority to women, children, and the elderly to take refuge, while young people live in tents outside.

And that man was trying to sneak into the Taoist sect in disguise. I don't know if his acting skills were too poor or something. When he entered the door, he was discovered by a little boy, and after a few days of expert guidance, the little boy now regards Daomen as his home. Of course, if you encounter this kind of thing at this time, you cannot sit idly by and just point it out.

But no one expected that the man would become so angry that he picked up a fruit knife and rushed towards the little boy. At the critical moment, the old man pushed the little boy away, but he was stabbed in the chest.

Immediately, the red blood bloomed like fireworks, and the little boy watched this scene with trembling eyes. The old Taoist priest's appearance before his death was exactly the same as his parents' chests being penetrated by steel bars. Things that I originally wanted to forget and never wanted to be mentioned again flashed through my mind.

"Ah!!!!!!" The little boy covered his head and squatted on the spot with a loud cry. Everyone who was originally shocked by this incident reacted one after another, called first aid and called the police.

Although the old Taoist priest said his qualifications were mediocre, he didn't even have any cultivation. However, he has been guarding the Sutra Pavilion for more than 50 years since he was a child, and has witnessed the growth of generations of people in Shushan. He has long been highly respected, and in terms of status, he is even on par with the elders. The assassination at this time caused chaos in the entire Shu Mountain.

The man with the knife collapsed on the ground and looked at the corpse in front of him in horror, yelling at a loss.

"No, I didn't kill the person! Him! Yes! It was him! He killed the person! Don't arrest me!" The man collapsed on the ground and danced about trying to get up and strangle the little boy to death, but his words were ignored at this time. Huixin was quickly subdued by everyone.

In a trance, the little boy seemed to hear his mother's voice among the noisy voices. The little boy stood up unsteadily and walked towards Shushan under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

Due to the recent excessive number of refugees and the death of the old Taoist priest, the entire Shu Mountain was in chaos. No one actually noticed a little boy walking step by step into the depths of Shu Mountain. No one knew how he avoided those patrols, and no one knew how he accurately found the Sutra Pavilion, and no one knew about it. How to open the mechanism and see the sword inside.

People who came later only know that day, when the old Taoist priest was dying, he smiled with relief. Then the old Taoist priest lost his breath and closed his eyes amidst the sobs of the little Taoist boy.

Then a cry resounded throughout the world. This made the originally gloomy sky seem to disperse a little, and this sound dissipated the dark clouds in people's hearts.

"That's that?" An experienced Taoist priest who came after hearing the news stared in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion when he heard the cry.

"That's right, Zhu Yanjian is born!"

An old man wearing a Taoist robe half-crouched down and gently covered the old Taoist priest's face with his palm. I don't know what scriptures he was reciting in his mouth, but there was no wave on his face, as if he had already known that such a thing would happen.

"Elder! Have you already calculated that something like this has happened? Then why don't you think of a way to save Uncle Qingshan!" The young Taoist boy who had been beside the old Taoist priest shouted, his voice already hoarse.

"Hey! Life is unpredictable. Even if we knew Zhu Yanjian was born a year ago, it was related to the lifeline of your Uncle Qingshan. At that time, we informed your Uncle Qingshan about this."

Elder Shushan paused, as if recalling the past.

"The original intention of a few of us was to inform him of the danger this time and let him go down the mountain to take refuge, but your uncle Qingshan refused. He said it had been 50 years, and it had been 50 years since he knew about that sword. I have no idea about that sword. Jian thought about it day and night, and in the end he even had inner demons, and his cultivation could not improve even half a step or even regressed day by day. It was not easy to see the sword born, how could Shushan miss this opportunity because of his own safety? When we left, he only asked me for one thing, and that was to let him see the birth of Zhu Yanjian with his own eyes!"

"I want you to die!!!" Then the Zhu Yan Sword became powerful, and the little boy holding the Zhu Yan Sword appeared in people's sight step by step, bursting with terrifying power.

He glared at the man and shed two hot tears in his unwavering eyes. It was already late autumn and a heavy rain had just fallen, making it quite cold outside. The boy was wearing single clothes, and the white air he exhaled covered his face, but the strong murderous intention did hit the man directly. .

"Let me go! Let me go quickly! Yes! Taoist priest, you are a Taoist priest. It is your duty to save people. Hurry, save me! Our house has just been demolished and I have 500,000. As long as you are willing to save me, I I'll give you 10,000." The man felt the almost solid murderous intention and quickly asked for help from the Taoist priests nearby, but he received looks of contempt.

When the little boy heard the man's voice, he lowered his head slightly and locked the man's position. He stepped back, and then rushed forward like a bow and arrow. The speed was so fast that the elders were also quite surprised.

The elder stepped forward to stop him, but was directly knocked away by Zhu Yan's sword energy. Just when the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the man's face, the sword tip was caught between two fingers of an old man, preventing him from making any progress.

"Hey, luckily I'm here, otherwise this baby would have fallen into the devil's path."

"Yes! That's it. He deliberately killed someone. Put him in jail for the rest of his life, haha!" When the man who was pressed on the ground saw such a scene, he pointed at the little boy and yelled.

"You are a little bastard, but you still want to kill me, Uncle Liu? Did you see that? This is a Taoist priest, and in this day and age, rich people are the only ones who have money. Who do you think you are...?"

After a scream, the man was kicked away by a man who looked handsome but had a chill all over his body.

"You...what are you doing?" The embarrassed man wanted to run into the crowd, but was pulled back.

In this way, the embarrassed man was dragged and thrown in front of Taoist Shanqing's body. The man was so frightened that he screamed when he saw the corpse in front of him.

"I...I'll give you money, let me go, I'll give you 100,000!"

A burst of stinky smell hit him, and it was the man who peed his pants directly.

The man with a chill all over asked the Taoist boy next to him to bring him paper and pen.

Then he coldly handed the entire property transfer agreement to the man and said, "Sign this and I'll let you go."

"You... you're a robber!" The man shouted when he saw the note, but when he raised his head and met eyes full of murderous intent, he finally signed it tremblingly.

"Anyway, as long as I don't admit it, this note will have no legal effect." The man thought as he handed over the note in his hand.

Then the man was kicked and knocked unconscious.