Xianmen can only be saved by me

Chapter 5

The first ones to leave the store were actually a few casual cultivators who were still living in the store. As soon as they came out, they raised their heads and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how sacred...why did you tear down the house as soon as you came to the door!" I was thinking about the feelings of those who live in the store!

Yan Chuanliang stood on the flying sword, his clothes fluttering in the night wind, he was very dignified. He didn't want to answer this kind of boring question, but he looked down and saw that it was a monk and not a mortal, so he opened his mouth: "Yan Chuanliang at Xiayumen. This The owner of the inn stole my things, so I'm here to ask for an explanation."

Several people didn't react at first, and after a while, one person whispered: "Fengyumen...is that the one who married Wangyuegu?"

Loose manicure: "Hey!"

Sanxiu B: "Hey!"

No wonder it's so awesome!

There was so much movement here that the people around the inn all woke up.Those who were close didn't dare to make mistakes, and hid in the house to probe their brains; those who were far away had no scruples and made a big fuss.

The foodie casual cultivator who hunted the sword-horned deer had a good impression of Xie Lin's family, and couldn't help saying: "But the rule of "mortal world, unless it is to save lives, you must not use magic spells" is not an ornament...Brother Taiwan, you will be thundered like this! "

A few ignorant casual cultivators nearby were stunned: "What? There is such a consequence?"

"Boom--"

As if to confirm the words of the foodie casual cultivator, a thunderous sound sounded out of thin air.The foodie casual cultivator showed a wise smile when he saw this, and the other ignorant casual cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay.

Damn, it's a good thing we've always followed the rules obediently!

The sound of thunder was rolling, and the purple lightning tore through the thick clouds, and it was about to strike. Yan Chuanliang's pupils shrank, and he shouted in panic: "Brother Qi!"

I saw a round magic weapon suddenly lifted into the air, just in line with the menacing sky thunder!

bang-

The sky thunder was blocked by the magic weapon, scattered, and flew in all directions in several waves, melting into the night, no longer powerful.Only then did everyone see that there was another person beside Yan Chuanliang holding a sword in the air, but he was wearing a dark long coat, which was not conspicuous enough at night, so the big guys didn't pay attention at first.

But the style of the dark long clothes is clearly...

Several casual cultivators gasped: "People from Zixiaomen!"

It was the tall and thin monk Xie Lin and the others had seen during the day. He was still carrying the burden and stood on the flying sword with his hands behind his back. When he looked down, although his expression was faint, there was a clear look of arrogance in his eyes: "It just so happened that I brought The magic weapon bestowed by the master, Xiao Yan, just do it today, don't worry about the thunder."

Yan Chuanliang was overjoyed: "Thank you Brother Qi for your help!"

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The room where Xie Lin slept was in the middle of the second floor, and the sword light just hit the end of his bed. If it was a few inches higher, he might not be able to run out with all his tail.

Hearing Yan Chuanliang's voice, his heart sank.But how could he blame Li Simiao?I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward to pretend to be my grandson: "You two elders, I'm really sorry, my brother is naughty, and I secretly hid a handkerchief from the elder during the day, and I didn't find it until I got off the boat. But I wait for the mortals to get on board I can't get the fairy boat. I originally planned to ask him to put it back if he is still arranged tomorrow... and if he is lucky enough to deliver food to the immortal elders. I will let him take out the things. Please see that he is young and ignorant. For the sake of this, forgive him this time."

After all, he winked at Li Simiao who had just climbed out of the half-collapsed inn: "Go and find that thing."

Li Simiao's face was full of reluctance: "He demolished our house..."

"Stop talking, go find it!" Xie Lin whispered.

Yan Chuanliang said: "I didn't say to forgive people. You have to hand over something today, and people have to go with me. If no punishment is imposed, can anyone come into my room to take things?"

Li Simiao was already aggrieved, but when she heard this sentence, she raised her head suddenly.

The corners of his eyes were red, as if they were shining with water, but they were full of great unhappiness.

After all, he is a child, and casual cultivators are not as noble as those in the sect. The foodie cultivator couldn't see it, and said, "Since it's just a handkerchief, it's fine to take it back. Daoist friends have great powers, and what's the point of being as knowledgeable as a child? "

The rest of the casual cultivators echoed: "Yes, yes."

"Be forgiving and forgiving..."

"Although it's just a handkerchief, it was a gift from my Taoist companion, and it also shows the decoration of Moon Valley!" Yan Chuanliang plausibly said, "How can people move casually? If you offend my Taoist companion, you will take care of it!" I can afford it, or can I afford it?!"

Those casual cultivators didn't seem to dare to say anything anymore, but Xie Lin's eyes and ears were sharp, and he still heard one person who couldn't hold back, and muttered in a low voice: "The handkerchief in Wangyue Valley is just a handkerchief...I dare not mess with Taoist companions." , what is it to bully a child?"

In fact, the situation was quite critical, but Xie Lin still wanted to laugh.

He likes this world very much, and he doesn't like this world very much.

I don't like people in this world who step on the high and praise the low, and I don't like some people who dare to break the rules just because of their own cultivation.

What is the cultivation of immortals?

Is it the power to boss around and kill mortals, all monks whose cultivation level is lower than yours and whose background is not as strong as yours?

He has never cultivated immortality, but he always feels...it shouldn't be like this.

Xie Lin was unconsciously lost in thought.For a second there was no sound, and the air seemed to freeze.

But in the next second, a childish voice of grievance and anger passed through the night of Mufu Town, so loud that everyone present could hear it.

"Isn't your Taoist partner Jing Miaomiao from Fengyumen?" Li Simiao took out the handkerchief he had been hiding there all this time from his bosom, and walked to the lamppost that hadn't been knocked down at the entrance of the inn. There was a candle burning on it, "I burned it." It won't pay you back either!"

Xie Lin: "..."

It's over!

Yan Chuanliang's complexion changed suddenly: "What the hell are you talking about? When have I ever had other Taoist companions!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his sword, and a red sword light came towards him, which was the one that split open their inn.Xie Lin jumped up suddenly, grabbed Li Simiao's arm and fled out of the city: "Run!"

Li Simiao was pulled to one side by him, and accidentally tilted the wooden lamppost, and shouted in panic: "Brother——"

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——Can’t be hit, and can’t implicate the people in the town.

Xie Lin felt that he had never run so fast in his life.

The wind blew up his temple hair and whistled past his ears. Apart from running away, Xie Lin couldn't think of anything else, and gradually only four characters remained in his mind.

Conservation of energy.

That was what he learned when he was studying physics in junior high school in his previous life.

If Jianguang is also a kind of energy, it will gradually lose power when it keeps rubbing against the air during flight, so as long as he runs fast enough and far enough, he should be able to...

He couldn't even think about the scientific or metaphysical nature of this idea, so he could only run forward with one mind.Jian Guang should still be behind him, because he could hear the sound of thunder chasing down from the sky.

"Boom--"

With a magic weapon propped up above his head, Yan Chuanliang seemed determined to kill the two of them today.

Fortunately, although Xie Lin's thinking was flawed, Yan Chuanliang's spells did not last outside the city.When the red light was no longer visible, the two were tired from running and slowed down.

This is a lake outside Mufu Town, and occasionally the two brothers would come here to play.Xie Lin supported his knees to pant, and Li Simiao sat down on the ground: "Brother! Why... how could he!"

The people the child had seen were not enough to support him to digest what had just happened, so he couldn't even speak.

Xie Lin panted heavily, and couldn't help laughing: "Silly boy, if he had a conscience, your mother wouldn't have died."

"But..." How can a person deny his past? ?

Li Simiao couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it.

"That's why I tell you not to do things that go against your conscience, or you will gradually become like him... Here comes the man." Xie Lin's tone changed, and he braced himself up.

After leaving the city, Yan Chuanliang no longer had the fairy demeanor he had when he was surrounded by mortals in the town. He looked arrogant and ferocious, and said with a smile: "I still have to weigh Tianlei when I do it in the city, you two People really save me trouble!"

"Isn't it just a handkerchief, what about it?" Xie Lin asked.

"But our enmity is more than just a handkerchief." Yan Chuanliang said, "What do you know?"

"You mean Jing Miaomiao?" Xie Lin chuckled, "I don't know anything, but ten years ago, I helped her find a doctor to deliver the baby."

Yan Chuanliang was astonished.

The tall and thin monk surnamed Qi glanced at the magic weapon that was fighting endlessly with Tianlei, and then landed on the ground, put away his sword, and put one hand on Yan Chuanliang's shoulder: "Why are you so excited, what they said is true of?"

The veins on Yan Chuanliang's forehead twitched, and he had to apologize and said with a smile: "Xiao Ying also knows about this, but it's not good to say it, so she has been hiding it all these years. That Jing Miaomiao, who is promiscuous, has been having an affair with other people behind my back. I think These two people said this at this time because they wanted to spoil me... and Xiao Ying's reputation, maybe they will say later that Jing Miaomiao's child is mine."

The tall and thin monk glanced at him: "Isn't it yours?"

"How can it be!"

"You fart!" Li Simiao yelled loudly, "You have let her down, how can you still spit blood!"

Xie Lin: "..." Only those with a bad heart will splash dirty water, silly boy.

However, since Yan Chuanliang has no old feelings for Miaomiao, he probably won't let Li Simiao go for a while because Li Simiao is his own flesh and blood.

What should I do?

Xie Lin's gaze swept over from the calm lake, and stopped when he landed on the cloth belt tied on the shoulder of the tall and thin monk.

Yan Chuanliang sneered: "Child, you heard some untrue news from hearsay, and you rushed to plant it on me. Isn't that called bloody mouth? I have a deep love with Xiao Ying, how can you allow you to slander me like this? You are sensible, Hurry up and hand over your handkerchief, and then... die!"

"Yan Chuanliang!" Xie Lin shouted.

His eyes were round, and he had an extremely gentle appearance, but at this moment, he suddenly gave birth to a murderous aura that made people dare not look directly at him.Yan Chuanliang was about to make a move, but was overwhelmed by the aura around him, so he couldn't move half an inch forward.

Xie Lin stared at him coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Tiger poison doesn't even eat its eggs, you really... say that scum flatters you!"

With a flick of his toes, he threw himself towards the opponent.Yan Chuanliang's eyes widened, but he didn't realize it for a while, and saw Xie Lin turn around halfway——

His target was the tall and thin monk!

Xie Lin did not know when he had an extra knife in his hand, it was the one he usually used to cut up the meat of the beast. A cold light flashed in the air, and the cloth strips on the tall and thin monk's shoulders were loosened, and the whole burden fell away. whereabouts.

Then Xie Lin, who had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed her into his arms.

"If you want to take it back, let us go... Hey, what is this?"

The bundle was loosened in his hands, revealing the whole thing inside—it was a clay bowl with childish paintings.

This level of painting is about the same as that of a six-year-old child. Xie Lin never imagined that an awesome monk who seems to have a lot of status in the Zixiaomen, he is carrying a burden that refuses to leave his body. It would be something like this.

No matter how you look at it, it can't be used as a bargaining chip for life, Xie Lin's heart suddenly became half cold.

Unexpectedly, the tall and thin monk turned cold, and raised his sword for the first time tonight: "Looking for death!"

A little bit of cold pierced the night.

Li Simiao cried out heart-piercingly: "Brother——"

The author says:

The protagonist dies, the full text is over (not