Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

The black gold falls to the west, the rainstorm washes the sky like a mirror, and the bright moon hangs on the top of the mountain.

When I returned to Yuntian Sect, I was not moved at all. The leader just wanted to lift his sword and shook his hands for a moment, then he found that the atmosphere was quite right.

It's like one day you open the gate and find that the puppy is not dead, but is wagging its tail. At this time, the puppy is making trouble and is about to die. There is no need to be anxious. An Wei stands in front of the cave gate, far away from the pig butcher, who is leaning against the couch with his eyes closed.

The complexion was unprecedentedly difficult.

This look made me never think that when Yan Ji'an and his girlfriend made a promise to each other in public to confirm their relationship, he looked so weak that he leaned on his girlfriend and said that he wanted to have a baby...
At that time - don't think about it, just soak it in the clean pond and the next day everyone in Yuntian Sect can drink Dongding Oolong.

At this time, the butcher said that he was in worse condition than that day.

He just laid his hand horizontally on his abdomen, and as a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, his five senses could hardly detect his breath. Sweat condensed into beads and slid down his hand and jaw line, rolling into the lapels of his shorts, which were already wet.

—I didn’t want to stay there for a long time, and I didn’t even dare to go into the house. I was silent for a while, and asked: "What’s going on? Are you going to have another baby?"

It was only after hearing the sound that he noticed Su Hun approaching. He thought she was asleep or semi-conscious with her eyes closed, so he opened his eyes and glanced at the door. Behind her was the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect, and the whole person was shrouded in darkness.

Only the pair of shiny black round eyes looked at himself.

"It's just like this since I came back from the Bone Identification Pavilion." The male leader's voice was low and his tone was very calm. "It will be better tomorrow."

When I went to ask for it, he was still as deadpan and pretentious as he was last time, which made me feel more relieved.

That hoarse voice with a hint of forbearance and a slightly patient tone was like rubbing the ear bone with a file, which made me feel uncomfortable yet comfortable.

—He didn't let go of the hand that was about to be pried open by the stone, just raised his head and stepped into the cave, quickly approaching.

When the eldest sister of Yuntian Sect "called" and squatted beside the couch, she saw the butcher frowning and simply turned over and faced away.
—No need to bend down and lean over to ask: "What's going on? Is it because of the bleeding in the bone-identifying pavilion?"

The butcher was silent for a long time before he said simply, "Just put it there."

When you speak in a sincere tone, please don't be so ridiculous.

— I don’t understand any of this, my mind is full of “fragile five spiritual roots”, “why do you have to bother with Fan Da”, “Yan Ji’an, you’re going to die”, “I’m not a good thing either”, floating words rolling in my mind…

I squatted beside the couch, feeling at a loss as to what to do.

His fingers were almost broken, so he bit his lips and was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'll go get you some medicine from the pharmacy. You guys have been doing me a favor these days, maybe you'll be a little more talkative--"

Okay, then go out.

As soon as he took a step, he was grabbed from behind by a big handle.

—I didn’t want to go back.

Look into each other's eyes with a calm mind.

I thought the butcher was going to ask him to meddle in other people's business, but I didn't expect the man to just glance at his face and ask a strange question: "What happened to you?"

It only took a moment for Big Head's psychological defenses to collapse.

Originally, everything was fine, and I thought I was fine and could withstand all this shit, but at this moment it was like a high wall collapsed, and the "boom" sound was just rubble hitting my head and making me bleed.

What a mouthful.

But I found myself losing my voice for a short time.

He wanted to leave perfunctorily, but at this moment the man's head was so big that he looked like he was going to die. He looked back with those eyes that seemed to be able to see through his head.

——I am so confused.
——I killed that many people.
——The whole village, dozens of people, fell into chaos because of me, and they said that I was a believer in the disaster leader.

"I lost a friend."
The pale lips were bitten, leaving deep teeth marks. He said slowly with a blank expression, "I thought I violated the rules when I used the magic weapon, causing an irreparable accident. I might be thrown into prison for the rest of my life... I wanted to go home and feed my pet well and make sure it was alive before I turned myself in. But when I got home, I found that I had suffered retribution, and my pet seemed to be dying."

"..."

"What bad luck! I wonder why I am so unlucky."
- Don't laugh at that hand, even though the wrinkles on your face are harder than crying.
"It seems like, it seems like I am really a plague god. From the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end, I have no good luck in death."
The tears appeared, but they only accumulated in my eyes for a moment, blurring my vision. "How can I be so confused and unlucky? This is so strange. What do you mean by this time?"

The butcher was silent for a moment.

After supporting it, just sit up halfway.

She was distraught in front of him, but she also knew why the tears fell because she had to hold her breath. Her eyes turned red when she clenched her teeth and the corners of her lips raised pitifully.

Go to this place to take care of the head.

What does this have to do with dying?
But maybe when the atmosphere is really weird, I raise my hand for some unknown reason, and instinctively want to touch.

The hand with the thin calloused hair on the back, which was used to holding the butcher knife, reached out to Haotou's shoulder, trying to pull Da to his side.

However, when my fingertips touched the girl's shoulders, the fabric behind me felt her warm body temperature, and the girl just raised her head.

Just as her eyes were misty with tears but unusually bright, the movement of turning her head was forcibly stopped.

At that time, no one noticed that the head was suddenly frozen, and the one who moved first was so big that he was defeated.

The big hand finally landed on the top of that good head, patting the good head's soft long hair that had been made messy as if to soothe it.

"If you emphasize it again, I'm a dog now, and I will die easily."

There was nothing unusual in his tone, but I heard that he sounded quite helpless.

"The sky is falling with this hand."
……
"Don't cry."

……

The story is quite heartwarming up to this point.

Then it’s time to lose the big part.

- He was about to stand in the main hall of Yuntian Sect, facing Yan Ji'an, Xie Cong and several people from "Kingfisher's Nest" who were sent to Xuanji Pavilion on a business trip. He felt that today was too long, and he was afraid that he would spend half his life doing nothing. It would be wonderful to see this day.

It was said that he had pointed his sword at Yun Shuo Xianzun, killed his master and proved his Dao, and thus ascended to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir.
At noon, I witnessed the birth of the five spiritual roots of the Three Realms and Six Paths to the Wind, Cloud and Thunder;
Shouwu squatted on the beam and said that he had witnessed the mummies of the Arabs with his own eyes. The Arabs were so angry that they could not even lift a chicken.

Before the sun sets, I'll stand in the sect's main hall, ready to go to jail.

"..."

Shi Ting wanted to hit his head against it to death.

It would have been better if he had said it earlier, so he would have been so high-spirited. Now he is so stuttering, so that he can tell the several people standing opposite him, any one of them can decide the matter of life and death, in detail what he has done in Dongji Village.

After talking about the dream catcher, those crazy heads were quiet but dying, and the situation was very good. The good head's hands were almost touching his chest. After saying that, the hall fell into silence.

The elders and law enforcement officers on the other side were silent. They were embarrassed and ashamed. They could hear their own heartbeats. Their scalps seemed to explode. They were ready to die and close their eyes. Xiaozhu would do the same as before. At least temporarily alleviate the danger of the Xiuxian world. In addition, he would confess and surrender himself. He hoped that the organization would deal with him leniently.

I really want to spend the rest of my life in jail.

The silence lasted so long that it was excruciating.

There was no response for a long time, which made him feel like the silence had lasted for another sixty seconds. He slowly raised his head towards the law enforcers of "Kingfisher's Nest", and found that they were all gone.

Following his gaze, Antou's fearful eyes fell into the eyes of Yunshuo Xianzun. The latter's eyes were calm, and he paused, saying concisely: "What you said, those ordinary people are about to die, but they are not dead yet."

It is said that when the Immortal Venerable opened his mouth, it was as if the final decision had been made.

Just as she was in a daze, suddenly, the atmosphere in the main hall of Yuntian Sect changed. Except for the good news, everyone else seemed to be relieved. The law enforcer of "Kingfisher's Nest" even smiled and said to her, "What are you talking about, Immortal Venerable? Just a few trivial things, and they are based on the premise of saving the people. There is no real risk of causing a death. Please don't worry about it, Immortal, and don't let it get in the way."

Xie never said anything, and the pig law enforcer didn't want to. Seeing that the latter's face was so pale that he looked like he was about to faint at any time, he didn't say anything in the end. He sighed and scolded him for acting rashly and impulsively, and for not knowing to report before doing anything.

- No, he lowered his hands again, stammered and apologized, shook his head and said frankly, "This is the teaching of the son, and it is the father's own." The reason why the immortal master said so was also very clear, so that he could go back to Jianling to copy the scriptures and think about it.

"Oh, Sect Master Xie, don't be anxious. We are young. The only thing missing in the world of immortal cultivation is these young cultivators who are too reckless. It may not be good for me to be timid."
The law enforcer smiled and waved his hand, "If you need it, we can give you a dispatch order to Dongji Village."
The latter words were said to Yan Ji'an.

Yan Ji'an didn't comment on this, Zhu Xiang - no, it was just like asking silently if he needed this.

The whole journey was just as described, completely effortless.

No matter the process or the ending, they were all downplayed - don't think you're dreaming. You didn't react in time, but your hand fell into another cold hand. Yun said the immortal leaned over, looking a little worried and a little amused for the future, and asked: "Are you scared?"

It was really scary.

But now it's time to come up with another concept that's frightening.

—There was no need to make any noise. He pulled his head and hand out of the Immortal Lord's hand and pursed his lips.

I managed to escape danger and death, but my mind was in a mess at this time. I always felt that although this was the wrong way to do it, it was not the right way at this time.

In any case, there is no way to feel the slightest bit excited about this "extra leniency".

……

—I don’t want to go back to Tanjianling again. Dusk has fallen and the moon is shining on the treetops.

After the evening class, the disciples came out of the school one after another, and the canteen was also closed. The butcher was still waiting there, as if a dying patient was waiting for a death row prisoner, waiting to have his last meal together.

The two of them looked at each other and said dryly, "I'm fine."

There were two large steamed buns left over from the dinner. They ate in silence the whole time. The butcher tried to speak several times but was forced to hold back his words as if his mouth was as tight as a clam shell. He didn't want to tell her what happened that afternoon, but only said that this was what he could tell her, because if she heard it, she would hate the cultivator even more.

"What do you mean? Are you going to go out and massacre the entire village, and then the Immortal Alliance says it's okay?"

"..."

-No, I almost threw the steamed bun in my hand to that ignorant and prophetic handsome face.

Before going to bed, he forced open the cabinet to find the best pill and forced the butcher to eat it, telling him to go and emphasize again that he could die at any time. Only then did Bu San turn around and go back to sleep.

When he touched the pillow, he fainted.

I woke up that one time in the middle of the night because I was so thirsty.

When I woke up, I thought vaguely, "It's nothing good to wake up in the middle of the night to watch the wild hunting scene." I reached out and remembered that there was a pot of tea on the coffee table. It was a little cold in the autumn night, but it was better than nothing.

To the cutting head late night fantasies in good to the foot on the sticky head liquid said the end.

The familiar yet strange feeling made him stiffen all over, and at the same time, all five senses were activated. The strong smell of blood in the air made his hair stand on end. He just...

If I was sure that I was not dead at this moment, I was dreaming. I almost thought that I was back to the Dayi Mine, the kitchen full of hot fox skins that had just been peeled.

The cave in Jianling was filled with the smell of blood, which was unprecedented in Tanjianling. I didn't wake up from my sleepiness when I turned my head. In the blink of an eye, I saw that the thin blanket that the butcher used to cover his head had been soaked with blood and rolled into a ball.

Open that mouth, want to scream.

Before he could make a sound, a huge hand with a scorching temperature suddenly stretched out from behind him and covered his head and mouth from behind.
This time he covered nearly two-thirds of his face with his hands, leaving only his head and eyes wide open in fear, then slowly opened their eyes in helplessness.

"Shhh."

The tips of the ears are sprayed with the scent of hot hair.

The smell of blood surrounded the tip of the girl's nose and was so strong that it almost suffocated her because of the tall figure behind her. The tall and slender man pinched her face with his fingertips so roughly that she almost died. She didn't dare to think carefully about what this sticky liquid on her face was.

It's so good to hear the head breathing so close to the head.

"I'll let you go." The man said hoarsely, "Don't make a sound."

- He nodded stiffly, but at the same time he realized that, compared to fear, he wanted to turn his head quickly to check the status of the big head behind him.

Go let it go.

Okay, time to turn around.

Before I could stand firmly, a round, heavy thing was thrown into my arms. I was caught off guard and could only reach out to hug it reflexively. The weight almost made me fall on my butt.

Fortunately, the butcher intervened in time, but that wasn't so lucky.

The cold moon shone into the cave, the light inside was very dark but it did not hinder the monk's excellent strength. He did not lower his head, and asked Zhu to see what was in his arms:
The head of the little pig is pink and soft.

The bloody big hand stretched out his hand and casually pushed aside the long hair on the back of the piglet's head, revealing the piglet's tightly closed head and one eye.

- I have never seen a head organ with a similar structure in the Da Ri Mine before, but the shape of the creature holding that head organ is very different from the piglet that is desperately trying to get into my arms now.

He seemed to have lost the sound in his head in shock, and his brain went blank as he looked up at the butcher in complete bewilderment.

The latter gathered up the blood-stained black shorts, his face looked even more grim than before, but his tone was calm.

"After giving birth."
Go and say it.
"Father and son are safe."

—No: “…”

Are you saying that the sky is falling? Then what is this now?
(End of this chapter)