Chapter 2282

Where there are friars, there will be disputes. Where there are disputes, there will be factions. There is no wrong place to put this sentence.

In this village, the famous Ulu died, which made other villagers afraid of the idea of Saint Wujing.

But villagers in other villages are not afraid of it.

The miners who left at the beginning also had those villages nearby. Zichen got the news of a large piece of Saint Wujing, and naturally it was spread out, so these people came one after another.

They either come to see the excitement or have ulterior motives. Among them, the one who walked in the front was the old man who had once met Zichen. He came from the hote family, and was accompanied by Hote tangmi, who was still very weak.

As a pharmacist, hottis is a very rich existence in these villages. Ordinary black iron, which can only support the miners' livelihood, he did not look up to it at all, but a large piece of shengwujing was another matter.

Of course, Saint Wujing is only the second. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he can destroy the old man, which is the original intention of his coming.

Far away, he saw the old man walking out of the rotten house with his bamboo basket on his back. He called out from time to time. The old man turned around and ran like a mouse seeing a cat.

After chasing and escaping, you will be out of the stone house.

The old man ran into the stone house and closed the door in an instant. He hid himself like a turtle with a shrinking head. He allowed them to shout, but the other side didn't come out.

Looking at the closed stone house, they seemed helpless.

In this world, everything is far beyond the imagination of the outside world. Even if it's a very ordinary wooden house, it's definitely not what they can break open with brute force. What's more, it's such a luxurious and tall stone house.

As long as the people inside do not come out, they have no power to destroy the house.

"Old man, do you feel good hiding here like a turtle?"

"Tortoise, get out of here

These people from other villages were yelling, and other people from the village appeared one after another, standing on the side watching the excitement, without any intention of helping.

In the middle of the stone house, the old man sat opposite Zichen, looking at Zichen, who rubbed the scabbard without expression, he said: "young people, you'd better not be so brave and cruel. Those people outside are not good at fighting. Several of them have guys on their bodies. In your words, we should fold here if we can't do well."

"Even if it's folded here, it's better than pointing at the nose." Zichen's words are indifferent.

"Can't bear such a scolding? When they fart The old man still doesn't care.

"I've carried the whole world's names on my back, and of course they're nothing. But I don't think we need to bear such a reputation. They have bad intentions and evil intentions, and there is no need to tolerate them. "

"It's light, but none of the people outside is small. Take the old man Holt as an example. He represents the hote family. Do you know how many of the hotes have come in these years? They will not give up when they do something to him. "

Rubbing the handle of the knife, Zichen said: "these years, I only know one truth. Whoever has a big fist is the reason. "

"It's light. If you kill one, a group of people will come to you to reason with you and compare your fists with you? Although there are some stars of life in this world, ghosts can know where they are? Maybe in the legendary city, maybe thousands of years after your death, the news will spread there, and they may be able to come out and collect your corpse, provided that your body is still there. "

Zichen knew that there were other friars from the star of life in this world, but he only saw the old man here.

Moreover, the old man came a long time ago, and he was the last one to come here.

Zichen picked up the scabbard, got up and said, "my reason is very simple. If you come to a person, I'll talk to a group of people. Then I'll talk to a group of people. It is only after debate that we can know who is right. "

The so-called debate of Zichen is obviously not a real argument, which will only lead to more miserable death. His so-called debate means war.

All the way, from a monk to a monk, he was obviously experiencing a war.

He was not afraid to fight or die.

"I know you're good, but this kind of fighting doesn't have to happen, and it's getting dark, and they don't dare to spend the night outside."

The old man finally advised Zichen, and as expected, with the day getting dark, the outside voice became smaller and less, and finally all disappeared.

All of them have left. No one dares to spend the night outside, but it is still uncertain whether they will come tomorrow.

These people left when it was getting dark. Judging by this time, they could not go back at all. All of them would die on the way.

They're obviously not stupid. They don't die so easily.

The old man guessed the reason, and his previously relaxed expression gradually became dignified. He swore at the outside and said, "these damn things, are you really knocking on them?""Only war is the fastest way to resolve Kwai." Zichen said.

The old man looked at Zichen, discontented: "old man, I am not stupid, this reason is clear of course. But there are so many people in the family, how can we be rivals with you and me? "

Looking at the scabbard in Zichen's hand, the old man said, "you have used this broken knife. They must all know that there is poison on it. If you want to continue the unexpected battle, you will not succeed! Old man, although I have so many skills, I only fight with others. As for killing people, I still don't expect the pickaxe in my hand. It can only be used for fighting, not for killing! "

"I know your fighting power is not weak, but there is only one person in the end. You can't beat four hands with two fists. If you really want to fight on, there is only one way to die in front of them. Unless you have a special ability, there will only be two more bodies here. "

Listening to the old man, Zichen moved in his heart and asked, "you say ability, what is ability?"

"Ability can be a gift, it can be a supernatural power, or a change in the body. Speed is ability, physical strength is ability, ability to fly is ability, and ability to control other things is ability. There are many kinds of abilities. However, no matter which one is recognized by the rules of the world, or is above the rules of the world. Ability is very strong in this world. It is said that it is the strongest thing except God

The old man's eyes fixed on the stone table and said, "I once went to a small town and stayed there for a night. I heard that there was a star of life who had some kind of pupil ability. It is said that there will be two lights in his eyes, which can really kill people with one eye! "

Seeing Zichen's interested feeling, the old man curled his mouth and said, "I just heard that I have never seen it. I don't know whether the little erhu said eight things in order to please me, or whether there is such a thing. I don't know if it's all fun to listen to a story when it's boring. "

"Is there anyone in our village who knows how to do it?" Purple Chen asks a way.

"Of course, a blacksmith can make weapons, which is an acquired ability. The pharmacist can refine the elixir which is not in the stream. This is ability. It's also a kind of ability that we can use the pickaxe to dig ore

"Everyone can do it. What kind of ability is it?" Purple Chen one face is stunned way.

"This is ability, it's just the most basic ability. There are different abilities. They are all life skills. But if you want the ability to fight, it's too hard. If there is, you don't have to wander around the village. You can go to the town directly or try to get into the city. "

"How to acquire ability?"

"There are postnatal and congenital. I don't have the ability, of course, I don't know. But I heard that in the outside world, those powerful skills will become some abilities here. But it should be just a rumor. The old man, I came from the martial arts family. I can't become any ability here. "

This evening, they had a late rest and discussed the issue of ability.

After that, the old man couldn't stand it and fell asleep.

It can be seen that things today are nothing to him. As long as they stay here all the time, those people can't do anything to them.

Moreover, Ulu has enough wealth and enough food in the house to live here for a long time.

But Zichen didn't think so. He couldn't fall asleep, so he had to get up and practice knife.

But it's not a one-to-one practice, but to cross the knees and close your eyes. It's like simulating the sabre technique over and over in your mind, just like when you have a soul in the outside world. This kind of efficiency combined with actual combat practice will undoubtedly be faster.

The next day, Zichen was awakened by the noisy curse.

These people didn't go back at all last night. Obviously, they got involved with them. If this matter can't be solved, I believe they will not leave.

"Don't go out! It's a challenge! " Seems to worry about purple Chen rashly to go out, the old man this day is also up an early, looking at cross knee open eyes Zichen said.

One night of practice, Zichen did not feel tired, as if he had the power of soul. There is no doubt that Zichen has the power of the soul, because it is impossible for him to possess the power of the soul.

He got up with his knees crossed, grabbed the scabbard on his left and said, "this matter must be solved. I don't have much time to spend here all the time. And I said, I will reason with them. "

When talking, Zichen opens the clasp of the stone gate and opens the stone gate. The first sunlight sprinkles on his face, which makes his handsome face reflect the golden light

the curse from the outside is still because of the opening of the stone gate. Zichen holds the scabbard and walks out one step.

"Ah, this..."

The old man looked at Zichen and sighed helplessly, but he didn't hesitate. He picked up the pickaxe against the wall and went out with Zichen.

"Today we fight for life and death. Those who are not afraid of death may come up!"

After going out, he quickly stepped forward a few steps, stood in front of Zichen, raised the pickaxe in his hand and said indifferently.

Although it is not recommended to fight with these people, but really to the point, the old man is not flinch.All around the curse stopped, everyone was staring at them coldly. In the bottom of their eyes, there was a touch of greed that could not be concealed.

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