Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan asked a lot of questions, and the child answered them one by one as if he couldn't lie, nodding or shaking his head, but he could only answer simple questions. If it was a complicated question, he would stay there.

When asked what his name was and where he was from, he kept shaking his head, and when he asked the goddess what other tricks he had, he stood there blankly.

Even so, Li Qingshan figured out a lot of things, and the child was really killed by the goddess, and he became a little ghost for her to drive. And he was originally able to speak, but after being given a bowl of medicine by the goddess, he would not speak.

Li Qingshan guessed that the goddess had kidnapped the child, afraid that he would talk nonsense on the road, so he was poisonous and dumb. And as long as he mentions the goddess, the child will be terrified.

Li Qingshan said softly: "Don't worry, I will not hurt you, I will kill the old witch and set you free."

Unconsciously, the child approached Li Qingshan, raised his head and looked closer on his face.

Li Qingshan showed a reassuring smile and wanted to touch his head, but his hand passed through his body and froze immediately.

The child's expression suddenly darkened, and he lowered his head and wept silently.

Li Qingshan suddenly felt that sadness was coming from it, and he looked up to the sky and screamed. Why is there always so much injustice in the world? Human beings hurt each other, isn't it crueler than any monsters and monsters.

Instead, the child was stunned and looked at Li Qingshan in surprise.

Under the moonlight, the determined young man's eyes were a little sparkling.

Li Qingshan laughed at himself: "Sure enough, it's the man who doesn't cry easily, but he hasn't reached the sad part, which makes you laugh."

The child stood on tiptoe, reached out his hand to touch Li Qingshan's face, took off a little teardrop, and placed it in his palm carefully, with a heavy look.

"Stop holding it!" Li Qingshan's face turned red, and he suddenly understood Qingniu's embarrassment. How could a man's tears be handed over to others?

I also remembered that Qingniu said that weak ghosts have no substance, and only by practicing to a certain level can they gradually turn reality into reality and pick up real things. This child is so weak, he must only be able to pick up extremely light things.

The child just looked down at the transparent liquid in the palm of his hand.

Li Qingshan was helpless, looked around, and felt a little strange in his heart, why is it so dark today? The scenery around the hut was dim, but still clearly visible.

But when he looked up at the moonlight, he suddenly realized that it wasn't that it was getting dark, but that his eyes became brighter. It feels so clear.

Li Qingshan muttered to himself: "Brother Niu is really a monster, tears have such a magical effect."

"It's getting late, I'm going to bed, because of you, I didn't have a good rest yesterday, and I still have things to do tomorrow, so I can't do it if I don't have enough energy."

Li Qingshan went back to his room to sleep, the child squatted in front of the door, his figure was translucent under the light of the moonlight, like a teardrop in his hand.

Li Qingshan slept very deeply this night, and only woke up when the sky was bright, feeling comfortable all over. The child has already left, thinking that he is afraid to be active during the day.

He took a shower, practiced "Cow Demon Strong Boxing" casually, picked up the thick-backed steel knife from Li Fugui, thought for a while, picked up a few pieces of mutton, and went out.

The three pranksters were sitting opposite each other with gloomy brows. After Liu Leili died, their little gang lost their backbone, and life in the village was even more difficult. Almost mice crossed the street and everyone shouted and beat them.

If I want to learn Liu Xieli's arrogance or Li Qingshan's ferocity, how can I learn it? Suddenly, even eating becomes a problem, let alone eating and drinking meat. Eating, how can it be as chic as before.

At this time, Li Qingshan suddenly came to the door, and the three pranksters hurriedly greeted him, only to see him with a stern expression, one with a knife and one with meat, naturally exuding a power, no one dared to look down on her because of his age.

The three pompous voices also softened a little,

He praised Li Qingshan as a good student yesterday.

Li Qingshan ignored these flattery words and put down the meat in his hands: "There is still something to trouble you, these meats are the reward, together with the last one."

"Why are you so embarrassed, Erlang, you said a word, brothers, swords and flames." The three sloppy said so, hurriedly catching the mutton in their hands.

Just like last time, Li Qingshan said, "Follow me!" He turned around and left, but this time, he was no longer bluffing, but an unquestionable order.

The three pranksters did not dare to hesitate, and followed behind him step by step.

Li Qingshan first borrowed a hoe and a shovel from a nearby farmer's house, and then went to Li Fugui's house.

It was almost noon, and the villagers were busy with the morning work, and it was time to go home for dinner. Seeing that Li Erlang, who was really in the limelight in the village, brought three pranksters and borrowed tools. In the back, this one almost alarmed the whole village.

Seeing him coming to Li Fugui's door, he thought to himself that this time he was going to teach that drunkard a lesson? I don't know how the drunk offended him? However, they are not ashamed in their hearts. Bullying a poor poor householder because of the large number of people is completely opposite to calling the village chief to manage the affairs in the Liu family compound. One is not afraid of rape, and the other is bullying.

But the three pranksters were very happy: "I have long seen that this old alcoholic is not a thing." They also patted their chests and volunteered: "I will pull him out now." Then Li Fugui stood up and beat him in front of everyone.

Li Qingshan glared at them and shouted loudly, "Are you coming?"

When everyone was surprised, Li Fugui ran out of the house, gritted his teeth and said, "Come!"

He looked surprisingly sober, which made people in the village feel strange. Li Fugui usually looked like a drunk, but he didn't know that after he left Li Qingshan, Li Fugui was not drinking a sip of wine, thinking and looking forward to it day and night. , I didn't expect that only the next day, Li Qingshan would come to the door.

This time, the people in the village were even more inexplicable, and their enthusiasm became more and more hooked.

Li Qingshan nodded, walked in front with his head held high, and led a group of people to the blue brick house of the goddess, only to see the door closed, obviously alarmed her, and ordered the three sloppy: "Break it open!"

The three poppies suddenly became timid. No one in the village was not afraid of this goddess. Even when Liu Xieli was there, they didn't dare to offend them. This blue-brick house, which also functions as a temple, has a mysterious and sacred color. , They have heard the strange things happening in this room many times.

When the other villagers saw that he was actually looking for trouble with the goddess, they were also in a commotion.

Someone persuaded: "Erlang, don't fool around!"

Some people also threatened: "If you are disrespectful to God, you will be punished." This is a person who believes in the goddess. If he is not afraid of the knife in Li Qingshan's hand, he might even come up to reason with him.

Without saying a word, Li Qingshan kicked the wooden door open with a bang, and the door bar with the thickness of his arm was broken, making a loud noise, and the shocked villagers were silent.

Li Qingshan turned around and ordered the three pranksters: "Stay outside and don't allow others to come in."

The three pranksters responded bravely, and they didn't need to go in anyway.

Li Qingshan stepped over the threshold, strode into the courtyard, came to the door of the main room, and was about to kick the door.

The door was automatically separated on both sides. It was obviously noon with the sun shining brightly, but the door was filled with darkness, and a cold air rushed towards him.

The goddess was wearing a brightly colored witch robe, sitting on the altar, and said in a strange voice: "Li Erlang, do you know the crime?"

With a sound of "Qiang", Li Qingshan pulled out the thick-backed steel knife and shouted: "I will accept my life!"