Chapter 2 Tragedy

What happened tonight is so incredible that it is completely beyond the scope of Xiaohong's knowledge. He felt that the man seemed to be injured, and the middle-aged man sitting opposite him until the night passed.

He didn't catch the sable tonight, but saw something incredible.

Although Xiaohong didn't sleep all night, he took the strange beads last night and was full of brilliance and not tired at all. Suddenly, Xiaohong found that the middle-aged man opposite him was moved.

He slowly exhaled, opened his eyes, and looked at his eyes. Xiaohong suddenly lost his mind, but immediately became excited and woke up. With such terrible eyes, he felt that his soul seemed to be leaving at that moment.

Xiaohong's reaction was also unexpected by middle-aged people. There was a strange color in his eyes and he nodded darkly in his heart. He smiled and made people feel like a spring breeze. "I didn't expect that I would take advantage of you in the end. What's your name?"

Xiaohong felt that his voice had inexplicable magic and subconsciously said, "My name is Xiaohong."

The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "Xiaohong, a good name. Brother Xiaohong, would you like to join our school?

Xiaohong reacted at this time and secretly said in his heart that this person was really terrible. At this time, he reflected the calmness of being a hunter, but asked, "What sect? Are you an immortal?

The middle-aged man did not expect that Xiaohong could calm down and ask himself at this time, and strengthened the idea of introducing Xiaohong into this door. What's more, he ate the python's internal elixir, but Xiaohong's last question made the middle-aged man a little funny. At least he sounded like, "Of course I'm not a fairy. The immortal is just you. According to people, we are also human beings, but we are just practitioners. You can call me Lingxuzi."

"Realist, what is it?" A new noun.

Ling Xuzi smiled and said, "You will know when you join our sect."

Now Xiaohong is more vigilant. He understands that there is no falling pie in the world. Lingxuzi once again and again let himself join their sect again and again, and no matter how he feels that he wants to get on the thief's boat, there must be an unspeakable secret.

"Why do you want me to join your sect?"

Lingxuzi also heard Xiaohong's vigilance, but he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Our sect is one of the best in the world of cultivation. It's too late for others to join. You are hateful. I'm not afraid to tell you, because you ate the inner elixir of this eight-winged purple python. After transformation, your physique is really a good seedling, and your heart is very good. If you don't cultivate it, it will be a pity.

"Eight-winged purple python? Nedan?" One new term after another.

Lingxuzi continued: "The eight-winged purple python is the python you see. This is a first-class spirit between heaven and earth. It is a strange species in ancient times. It is not easy for us monks to meet each other. This thing is cruel, extremely murderous, and the whole body is poisonous, that is, if we are not a monk, we will have to retreat if we are not a top master. The ability of the mature eight-winged purple python is even more horrible. It is easy to escape from the sky to the earth, from the top to the underworld to Jiuyou.

Speaking of this, he stopped for a moment, took a strange look at Xiaohong, and continued: "The eight-winged purple python is extremely poisonous and hot, but the inner elixir is non-toxic but extremely hot. It has just had an attack once. Ordinary people should have dried up their whole body and died. I didn't expect you to survive. It's really an alien. But in the future, it will attack every three days, and it will be more powerful than once, and it will not stop until 1980. Of course, every time you survive, your body will get a little benefit. If you can survive to 81 times, the benefits you will get will be immeasurable, but I think it's either next time, or the next attack will be your death. Without the means of practitioners to guide you, you will definitely die. Now I know why I want to join me. Let's go. I'm here for your own good.

Xiaohong listened anxiously and didn't expect that Neidan was still so terrible. He really didn't want to feel the feeling of life and death yesterday. He hurriedly said, "Immortal, you must save me."

"Okay, as long as you join our school." Lingxuzi smiled and said with a smile.

At this time, Xiaohong had no choice, and he could feel that what Lingxuzi said was not false, and he could feel the kindness of Lingxuzi. He still believed in his feelings, so he nodded, "Yes, but I'm going back to the village to tell my parents."

Only then did Xiaohong remember that he had not returned all night. His family must have died of worry.

Lingxuzi readily agreed, "But I remind you that it is better for practitioners to abandon their seven emotions and six desires, have no worries and no desire, otherwise they will mislead the road."

After saying that, Lingxuzi waved his hand, and the two bodies on the ground disappeared, and then a brilliant flying sword emerged under his feet. He pulled Xiaohong and quickly flew out of the hole and looked at Xiaohong, who was stunned. Lingxuzi smiled: "These are the basic abilities of practitioners. In the future, you will know where is the hunter village you mentioned? "

Ling Xuzi's voice brought Xiaohong back from shock, and he found that his cultivation seemed to be good.

Xiaohong identified the direction and pointed to the rear Lingxuzi and took him to the hunter's village. When he was about to approach the hunter's village, Ling Xuzi suddenly frowned and said, "Why is there such a heavy demonic spirit?"

Demon spirit? Xiaohong's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

His nose shrugged and smelled it in the air, and his face turned white, because he smelled a strong smell of blood, which came from the direction of Hunter Village.

"Immortal, can you hurry up?" Xiaohong's voice trembled, and an ominous foreboding appeared in his heart.

Everything in the village is normal, no different from before. The surroundings are so quiet. Xiaohong knows that the villagers should now be farming behind the village. All this is really familiar to him. But the hunter's sharpness told him that all this was too strange, because it was too quiet and surprisingly quiet. The gate of the village is tightly closed, which is close to the black wind forest. Beasts occasionally pass by. In order to protect the safety of the villagers, a gate and a fence are built to protect the village.

No! Xiaohong roared in his heart and rushed to push the door open. His keen sense of smell told him that the strong smell of blood came from the hunter's village in the gate.

The door opened, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere, and there were many bleeding marks on the ground. There were still smoke in several places, a dilapidated scene.

In the hunter's village in the past, the villagers lived very peaceful.

But now...

They are all mutilated corpses. Those corpses have obvious traces of being bitten by beasts.

"This, this..." Xiaohong walked on the village street. Look at the bodies scattered in the streets or alleys. There are old people, young people and women. There are also *, looking at all this. Xiaohong's heart was full of sadness.

These dead people. Xiaohong knows most of them. The ironsmith, Lao Li, who went out to hunt with his father and so on.

"Sneer!" There are several wild dogs eating human corpses in the distance.

"Ah!" Xiaohong looked like crazy, and his whole body turned into a flash of lightning and rushed to a wild dog. Use your hands directly, smash them into pieces, or tear them directly into several parts.

The wild dogs lingering in the village were slaughtered clean in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the bodies of the beasts around and the bodies of human beings, Xiaohong knelt weakly on the ground, with his home in front of him, but he did not dare to push the door in.

It's all dead.

......

"Immortal, it's too far away from us, ha ha, I just hope that your two brothers can grow up healthily, become a powerful hunter, marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, and then give birth to a lot of white and fat grandchildren."

"Dad, I will definitely become the most powerful hunter in the village and fight a lot of prey for you, so that you and your mother can enjoy their old age."

"Haha...Okay, okay. The wind is a little cold. Let's go back and have a rest. You have to follow Lao Li and others to learn our skills early tomorrow morning. This is your first time hunting. Work hard, young man.

"Ye"

......

"What did Haohao do today?" Xiaohong gently pinched Haohao's nose and said with a smile.

Three years after Lao Ye adopted Xiaohong, he finally had a son. At that time, he also said that Xiaohong had brought them good luck.

Ye Hao raised his little fleshy hands in Xiaohong's arms, pointed to the mud man on the ground and shouted happily, "Look, I pinched my father, mother, brother and me, and pinched our family."

"Wow, Haohao is really good."

......

The warm scene is still vivid, but now it is forever separated.

"Haha..." Xiaohong laughed in a low voice. But the eyes were completely moist, and the past came to my mind, and two lines of tears slipped silently.

There was a sadness in Xiaohong's heart.

My hometown, these familiar folks! My parents, brother...

It's all dead.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the room. It was so harsh in this quiet village. Xiaohong suddenly looked up and rushed in and knocked open the door.

"Dad, mother, Haohao..."

I opened the door and saw a figure covered in blood lying on the ground. It was Lao Ye, next to his mother, but Ye Hao was not seen.

Xiaohong helped him up and cried, "Dad, Dad, are you all right? Haohao, where's Haohao?"

"Go...go quickly... demon, demon..." Before he finished speaking, the hand holding Xiaohong's clothes tightly on his chest hung weakly, and the other hand tightly grabbed a jade pendant.

"Dad--" Xiaohong's sad and sad voice resounded through this hunter's village.

With his hand raised the torch, Xiaohong stared at the bodies collected in front of him and stood stunned. The surroundings are extremely quiet, with only the sound of torches cracking.

The happy scenes in the past kept coming to my mind, but now there is nothing.

Close your eyes in pain and throw the torch into the corpse. At the moment when the fire ignited, two lines of tears slipped silently, and the man's tears were not light, but he was not sad. The village was slaughtered, both parents died, and the younger brother was nowhere to be found, all of which was an indelible pain for the affectionate Xiaohong.

"Let's go." When he encountered this kind of thing, Ling Xuzi didn't know what to say. He pulled Xiaohong up and left. Before leaving, he waved his hand. A green light fell into the earth, and the whole earth trembled. The crack appeared. From then on, the hunter's village was just a history.