mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 536

"Hehe...you're a bit late." The old man said with a smile, sat next to Lu Yunze, and casually put the slate in his hand.

Lu Yunze didn't answer, but focused on the stone slab in front of him.

"Where's her body?"

"It's gone..." The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of incomplete yellow teeth.

"These things at the bottom of this pit are all gone. Only a half-human, half-ghost thing like me remains."

"When did she die?" Lu Yunze asked, and at the same time took out a jug of wine from the storage bag, and handed it to the old man.

The old man couldn't wait to take the jug and took a big gulp.

"Huh! Comfortable." The old man said with a smile.

"It's been decades. I was less than 30 years old that year. Now, I guess, it's almost ninety years old."

The old man stretched out the jug and sprinkled the spiritual wine inside on Li Baobao's tombstone.

"As a mortal, she lived long enough. She lived a full 15 years old, although at that time there were few original parts in her body."

"The limbs were all replaced later, similar to mine, but the technology was backward. So it was not so flexible to move, and it hurt every day, excruciating pain. In the last few years, she could only use a wheelchair to move around. "

"I heard people say that one of her kidneys is gone, one-third of her lungs are missing, her intestines are almost gone, and her spine is made of iron. It seems to be the first experimental product back then, and she can hear it when she moves. 'Crackling' sound."

"She herself said that she was beaten through the stomach. When I first saw her, she could only live on drugs. She was leaking when she spoke, but she was still full of breath, and she didn't know How did she do it?"

"Normal people should have died long ago when she reached her level, but she persisted until she was 15 years old. I still remember that day, she sat in a wheelchair and waited there for three days and three nights. We all Nearly sleepy, but she was still so refreshed. It was not until the end that she told us that you would not come."

Lu Yunze remained silent, watching the old man pour the jug of wine on Li Baoying's tombstone, then took out another jug ​​of the same wine and handed it to him.

"You are from the Immortal Slaying Society? How did you recognize me?"

The old man took it with a smile and drank half of the jug in one go.

"Slaying the Immortals...I haven't heard of this name for many years. Well, I was the last group of people to join the group. As for how I recognized you..." The old man smiled and pointed to Li Baoying's tombstone with his chin .

"Every time a newcomer joins the club, she will put your portrait in the center. Although it's just that one time, I have a deep impression on you."

"That's it." Lu Yunze let out a sigh of relief with a complicated mood.

"Can you tell me about your years?"

"Okay, I can't bring it into the coffin anyway." The old man smiled, took out a dry bong from his arms, stuffed the tobacco leaves in it, and hit the flint on it a few times.

I don't know if it was because the flint was damp or his hand was not steady, and it didn't light up after beating for a long time.

With a flick of Lu Yunze's finger, a little red light appeared on the tobacco leaves.

The old man took a deep breath beautifully, and exhaled a cloud of hazy smoke.

"I used to be a scholar, and my parents went to the surrounding towns to sell cakes every day before dawn, so that I could study. At that time, other children of the same age were helping their parents in the fields, and I was the only one wearing old clothes worn by adults. Tsing Yi, with those two incomplete scriptures on her back, ran to study in a private school."

"The repair money of the private school is ten pennies per month. My parents can only earn half a copper coin when they sell a cake. So many times, when the money is not available at the end of the month, they have to borrow it from relatives. I don't want them It's so hard, I also want to help them, but every time I say that, my father will beat me to death."

"When I was 20 years old, I went out to catch the exam. My parents couldn't work at that time, and it hurt my eyes to make cakes with moonlight every night. My mother was completely blind at that time. My father was better. But you can only see clearly about two feet in front of you.”

"But it doesn't matter, as long as I can be admitted as a scholar, our family will immediately become a wealthy family nearby, and we don't need them to go out to sell cakes anymore."

"I will definitely pass the exam. My grades are the best in the private school. My teacher said that I am the best student he has ever taught. I can memorize all the scriptures in the handouts that others can't understand. .”

The old man was smoking a pipe while laughing, making weird noises.

"I really passed the exam, but...it's better not to take the exam."

The old man took a deep breath of the cigarette, and his fingers made the pipe 'creak'.

"When I returned home with the scholar's certificate, I only saw a piece of flat land."

"The whole village was gone, and it was burned to the ground. I went crazy to find my parents, and finally found them in a place in the back mountain."

"The corpses were thrown there like rubbish. Dozens, hundreds, or thousands? I can't remember. I just remember that the entire back hill was full of corpses. They all had distorted faces. Looking at me carefully, I recognized some people. In addition to my parents, there are my fifth aunt, my second uncle, my uncle, Zhang Wang from the neighbor, Zhou Yue from the village...they all have distorted faces look at me!"

"I almost went crazy. I ran for two hours, worn out a pair of shoes, and reported to the police with bare blood-red feet. But they said that the village was ignited by a wildfire, and it didn't even bring down several surrounding villages. survived."

"Mountain fire? The green plants around the village are so green that it dazzles the eyes. Did this so-called mountain fire fall from the sky?"

"And those corpses, I clearly saw those corpses, they were tortured to death!"

"I refused to accept it. I said I was a scholar and I wanted to report to the court. As a result, a man in black with disheveled clothes came out of the back office and stood in front of me in the courtroom."

"Just in the blink of an eye, I felt my eyes go dark, and then there was a piercing pain."

"He took my eyes out. Over there in that courthouse."

"I heard him ask the yamen servant to break my limbs and cut off my tongue. I heard the county magistrate submissively call him an immortal master."

"What happened later was like a dream. I passed in a daze for a long time, and there seemed to be wind in my ears."

"When I opened my eyes again, I saw her."

The old man chuckled and pointed at Li Baobao's tombstone with his bong.

"I remember her face was covered with wrinkles, but her eyes were frighteningly bright. She pulled me up, and I realized that my eyes, my hands and feet were all healed."

"Several people in strange armor knelt down in front of me, pressing the man in black. I was in a daze. How did he die... Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"Since then, I have been a member of the Immortal Slayer Society."

The old man put down the bong in his hand, and continued to say to Lu Yunze:

"Besides me, there are many people in the same situation as me in the Immortal Slaying Society. We all have a goal, to kill all those cultivators who treat us like ants!"

"We can accept being poor, we can accept being humble, we can accept living without dignity. But they can't just trample us to death like bugs!"

The old man roared like an old lion.

(End of this chapter)