59 Step Toad Palace

"You can't do martial arts and magic. You can't deal with me. I don't know the swordsman just now. I thought he was suspicious, so I followed him all the way here--"

To put it this way, who will know whether it is true or false.

However, believe it or not.

The little old man took the lead in putting down the wooden stick in his hand.

His wooden stick shape is different from others, one thick and one thin, which is pestle-shaped.

"Well, we don't want to treat every stranger who enters the village like this, but - we would rather do this than the village head suffer any harm!"

Sure enough, it's for the Toad Palace.

Mr. Hengyun must have gone to the trouble of Bu Toad Palace first.

Then there was Brother Chun and Feng Chuan.

Maybe there is also the gray swordsman...

More and more people are coming to the Toad Palace, and the villagers no longer trust outsiders.

This approach is a little reckless.

But this kind of feeling is touching.

"If the girl is really not hostile, please leave our village - please forgive us for being rude."

It seems that the little old man is the elder of the village.

He has represented all the villagers, so...

"Uncle Ting! No, the man with the knife is back?"

"What?"

The old man showed an extremely frightened expression.

"He, he came back... It's on the back of Ahua's cow... This time it's even more strange. I don't know whether the man is asleep or dead on the back of the cow. Ten people can't pull him down together. I don't know what the magic method is!"

There was a shocking sound.

What kind of magic method? The way of sleeping is almost the same.

"Come with me and have a look. Call back those who work in the field, the more the better - no matter what, get that man away!"

They are so scared that they can't take care of Yao Ling.

The swordsman may not have used a knife in the village, and may not have done anything strange to scare people like this...

"It's useless."

Yao Ling sighed, "No matter how many people you go, you can't do anything to him."

Yao Ling turned his back to the villagers, the white veil floated up with the wind, the brilliance of the two swords at his waist flashed with the sunset, and the temperament of the famous sword was undoubtedly revealed.

She is like a white peacock dancing in the wind. The sword spirit is her dancing posture, and the sword light is her feather. She is the sword, a strong man, and a fairy who others can't do it at all.

"When the sword meets, the sword problem should be handed over to the swordsman and the swordsman to solve. My sword, it is fateful to meet that knife in this place. So, I think you are still..."

Yao Ling turned around.

The surroundings of the house are empty——

Where are the people around her just now?

Has she been talking to herself for the past half a day?

-fundamental...

No one is listening?

The black line is all over again.

These people are too much...

How can you not run away after listening to what others say...

Then... force yourself to finish the next line.

"I'll help you get that swordsman away - so that you should believe that I'm not a good person - ah, no, no, I'm not a bad person!"

The distant spirit points to the sky and sighs.

Sure enough, after realizing that there was no audience, the good handsome lines became like this.

"I will believe it."

Ah?

Yao Ling turned around. Under the roof, an uncle with a beard and white temples and a vicissitudes of wine was carrying a jar of wine and smiling at Yao Ling.

Ah... It's also the villagers here.

I'm really sorry, I'm embarrassed again...

"This uncle... I'm sorry. Did you hear what I said?

Yao Ling jumped off the roof. It's embarrassing enough. Fortunately, I didn't trip again when I jumped off the roof.

"Uncle?" The man's eyes turned, "Is I that old?"

Isn't it? Look at least 40 years old.

Yao Ling was also embarrassed to stare at others and arched his hand and said, "Since you have heard what I said, then I, I'm busy..."

"Are you really going to deal with that swordsman?"

"Uh-huh...ah."

"Those villagers treated you like that just now. Do you still want to help them solve the trouble?"

"What's that? Compared with my fellow brothers, they are much more polite to me."

Yao Ling is so naughty that he sticks out his tongue. I don't know why, I always feel that this uncle is very kind, and unconsciously there are more.

"Ha ha, looking at your skills, you are like a man of immortals."

"Ah, I don't dare to be, it's just a bad disciple. Anyway, everyone is worried about the swordsman. What is the uncle doing with the wine?

It feels really good to be blown by the evening wind, walking between the countryside and smelling the aroma of soil and wild flowers.

In particular, there is also an uncle who makes people feel particularly safe, with broad shoulders and a strong figure. If he was around when he was a child, maybe even the little devils in the rain alley would not dare to bully her.

If only I had such a father.

"Three guests came from Bujia Village, one with a knife and two with a sword." The uncle smiled and said, "Add you, four."

The two with swords...

It's obviously Fengchuan and Brother Chun.

Does the uncle want to entertain the three trespassers who are regarded as enemies by the whole village to drink?

What kind of abacus is this...

"I haven't had so many guests in Bujia Village for a long time. But we have to wait for you to invite the one on the back of the cow, so that we can drink happily together.

Yao Ling blushed.

She has always wanted to do good deeds, but until now, she has no idea at all.

However, since there is an uncle's words, even if you use your strength to breastfeed, you have to take the stinky man off the cow's back. It's a must!

It didn't take long to see a lot of people in and out of a yard. It must be the yard of Ahua's house.

"Huh? Why don't you go in together?"

Yao Ling was about to come forward, but he found that the uncle didn't mean to keep up.

"I'll make a few more farm dishes. I hope you can invite the guests on the cow's back when the wine dishes are ready."

The uncle turned around and left.

"But the uncle..."

"I'll wait for you at the village head's house."

The uncle carried a large jar of wine on his shoulder as light as nothing.

But what's on his shoulder doesn't matter.

Let's take a look at the one on the cow's back first.

"Give me, excuse me, borrow the light..."

Yao Ling squeezed into the yard. The stinky man sleeping on the back of the cow looked like a dead pig. He really admired him. Ahua, the peasant woman next to him, pulled the cow's tail and cried so sadly that he could still sleep.

Sure enough, he is a guy who only knows how to sleep without any sympathy.

Compared with him, I think Xiao Fengchuan is not bad.

"You get out of the way and I'll deal with him."

Yao Ling pulled out two swords. Unexpectedly, Ah Hua cried even more sadly: "No, don't kill my cow--!"

Eyebrow twitching.

Is such a double swordsman regarded as a cow slaughterer? What kind of eyes!

"Okay, okay, don't cry, auntie, I'm not going to get that man down, I'm not going to kill your cow - can you open it now?"

The woman was pulled away by the onlookers. It's really full of twists and turns.

But... where should I start?

Judging from his previous sleep skills, he can't do it without attacking the key points.

Yao Ling's sword is so fierce that he pricks the stinky man's heart--

Onlookers exclaimed.

Everyone used various methods to get the sleeping god down from the cow's back, including throwing the cow on its back, putting the cow into the water, lighting firecrackers on the cow's tail, which made the cow run around and smash half of the village's grape rack...

But no one has ever thought of such an extreme method as Yaoling, killing people directly!

Even if it's too much, you don't have to kill a big living person because of a cow...

The villagers don't know whether to be stupid or cruel.

In a word, she is a girl who is so different that both rural farmers and people in the holy land of immortal cultivation will look at each other with new eyes.

shua——

The tip of the distant sword stopped in front of the sleepy heart.

"Oh, it turns out that this is the left chest. Isn't the left chest the heart? I almost pricked it wrong. Change the right chest!"

Onlookers cracked black lines all over the wall.

This can be misread...

"What kind of expression is this, everyone? Do you really want me to stab my left chest?"

"What kind of innocent expression are you? You are all scared!"

Yao Ling didn't understand why the villagers had such a big reaction. She continued to draw her with a sword. The tip of the sword wandered above the chest of the sleeping god, and after a long time, he finally chose a golden position.

That's it, thorn here, thorn here...

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The sound of crows and the sunset.

The stubble put the wine jar in the yard. There is no movement in the room now. He stayed for a moment before the man with a sword in Linjiang fairy clothes came out.

" Mr. Xiao." Uncle stubble hugged him with a fist.

"Are you back?"

"Where is Mr. Wu? He..."

"I restrained his action, otherwise you would have died now."

"So, thank you very much."

The two sat opposite each other at the stone table in the courtyard. Good wine is on the side, and naturally you have to wait for someone to open it.

"Why help me?"

Uncle stubble put his hands on his knees and looked at Fengchuan, just like looking at his old friend for many years.

"I just want to find out what's going on. Everyone can see that those villagers sincerely support you..."

Xiao Fengchuan's hand has reached out to the wine altar. I can't help it. It's too uncomfortable to sit and chat without drinking...

"Don't worry so much, aren't you afraid - I poisoned the wine?"

If it weren't for the vicissitudes of this beard, the uncle's smile would have been the same as Xiao Fengchuan.

"Cut."

Xiao Fengchuan tore open the lid of the altar, picked up the wine jar with both hands and drank it.

Good wine. What a heavy wine jar.

"The history of Bujia Village is only 50 years old. The villagers have been farming for generations, and the folk customs are simple.

"Hmm."

"I am an orphan who was raised by the villagers. Although they are not my relatives, they are better than my relatives.

"Hmm."

"I once thought about leaving here because of my demon status. But since even they can accept me, why can't I stay and repay their kindness to raise me..."

"...hmm."

"You don't believe that demons and people will have true feelings?"

"Hey, I have already guessed what you just said, and that's not the point of the problem at all."

Xiao Fengchuan yawned when he was bored.

He was not moved by the story that Uncle Hu just told.

"I'm not as good at emotional thinking as you. I just want to ask you a few questions. You'd better answer me before Brother Wu wakes up, otherwise no one can save you.

Uncle stubble is helpless.

Emotions affect the struggle between people.

When it fails to win sympathy, what determines fate is hatred that cannot be erased.

"Ask me."

He grabbed the wine jar with one hand and poured it into his throat. It is to water the heart, not to drink.

"When the men, women and children in the village attack us, they all use long sticks, and some of them even know how to beat. I want to know these... Did you teach them, or did they always know?

There is no answer. Fengchuan continued to ask.

"I haven't felt any demon spirit in you until now. You seem to know how to hide the magic of demon spirit... If it hadn't been for the special effects of the third brother's knife, none of us would have found that you were actually a demon."

There is no answer. Fengchuan still has to continue to ask.

"I guess you won't answer the above two questions. This third question is the last chance for you--"

Xiao Fengchuan stood up, drew his sword and wiped his throat. "Step toad Palace, if you are willing to leave, go to the villagers now and disappear before Brother Wu wakes up. I will tell him that you have been killed by me."

Bu Toad Palace lowered his eyebrows and looked at the blade overflowing with blue light.

He knew that he could not escape this day.

He didn't expect that the teenager who pointed his sword at him would be so sharp - and so affectionate.

He wants to protect both sides at the same time and can make such a rational judgment.

It's amazing.

However, everyone has their own reasons for doing things.

"I won't agree."