I'm really just a juggler.

In Shouzhou, there is a mountain about 600 miles away from the Jinjia Sect. It towers into the clouds like a sharp sword piercing the sky and is covered with endless green all year round.

Step, step, step,

The sound of footsteps was approaching the village at the foot of the mountain. The man was dressed in rags, with long hair hanging on both sides. His figure showed fatigue, but his eyes were bright, showing a touch of elegance.

This man looks young. If you look closely, you will find that under his somewhat dirty face, he has a handsome appearance, but he also gives off an aura that says "keep away from strangers."

As they passed by, all the nearby villagers retreated away.

Behind him, there was a group of four people exuding different auras. Some were vicious and cruel, some had extraordinary temperament, some had a strong aura, and one was actually a bald donkey.

At this moment, one of them rushed over and slapped out with an angry palm, like a tidal wave, carrying a panic-stricken momentum, as if the sky was about to collapse.

The palm pressed down forcefully, but there was no ripple in the young man's eyes. He raised his finger slightly, and saw the soil behind the young man rise up from the ground, blocking the young man.

The young man rolled forward and looked up at the few people who had been following him. His face showed no sadness or joy. He simply said calmly: "Everyone, you have followed me for a day and a night. What do you want? If it really doesn't work out, let's just forget each other."

As soon as these words came out, the fierce man shouted angrily: "Asshole, Bu Chen, you brutally killed my nephew, and now you want to end it with just a few words, you are no different from the devil."

The vicious man didn't say anything, but just looked at Bu Chen viciously.

The Taoist priest with an extraordinary temperament closed his eyes slightly, flicked his whisk, and bowed in a Taoist manner: "To the Heavenly Venerable Guangde Wuliang."

The bald donkey clasped his hands together and said with a compassionate face, "Amitabha, you have committed many sins of killing. It would be better for you to lay down your butcher knife, become a monk, and end your worldly affairs."

Looking at the four people with different expressions, Bu Chen said without any nonsense, "If you don't want to, forget it. Just follow me. Although I can't beat you, you can't do anything to me either."

After saying that, he flew past the village and headed towards the green mountains that reached the sky.

Three days have passed since leaving the capital. Along the way, Bu Chen was not as cautious as before.

Since someone wants to harm you, then kill them. Kill them until they are terrified and dare not become your enemy.

In the past three days, Bu Chen hardly slept a wink, walking and killing all the way until he got here.

The effect and consequences are both obvious. The effect is that now there are not many people looking for Bu Chen, only the four people behind him are left.

The consequence was that Bu Chen's actions aroused public anger, and the people who came afterwards were completely different from the previous mob.

But Bu Chen was not afraid, nor did he regret what he had done. If he had always been restrained, how could he have the ambition to become the king?

Bu Chen just smiled at the rumors about him from the outside world.

He happened to pass by here today, and could see a green mountain rising into the sky from a distance, but at this sight, Bu Chen's heart suddenly beat fast.

Cold sweat instantly soaked my whole body and my heart was beating wildly.

He could guarantee that his symptoms were closely related to Qingshan.

There must be great terror in it.

Besides, there were four tails behind him, so he temporarily changed his route and headed towards the green mountains, and then the previous scene happened.

The man with a strong temperament didn't think much and followed him.

The gloomy man smiled deeply and said to the bald donkey, "Kong An, bald donkey, this is the Great Zhou, it's better not to wade into this muddy water."

The bald donkey called Kong'an lowered his eyebrows and chanted the Buddha's name quietly. Then he said, "Donor Jia, this is wrong. The Buddha saves people regardless of their region."

Seeing this, the man surnamed Jia snorted coldly and then followed.

"Amitabha!" Monk Kong'an chanted the Buddha's name again, and then couldn't wait to follow.

After a while, there was only one person left here.

The Taoist opened his eyes, and there was a hint of spirit in his dull expression. He looked in the direction the four people left, without any expression on his face.

Then he disappeared and reappeared in the village.

The villagers around gathered around and started discussing.

People speculated about what happened. Some said that the young man before was a bad guy, while others said that the one who came up later didn't look like a good guy either.

The villagers each held their own opinion and no one could convince anyone else.

"Grandpa, was that big brother a bad guy just now?" At this time, a childish voice sounded beside the Taoist.

The surrounding villagers also looked at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest smiled at the child and said, "Do you think I look like a bad person?"

The child shook his head: "Grandpa is not a bad person."

Hearing the child's words, the Taoist smiled slightly. How could a child understand the wickedness of human nature? Then he saw the adults around him nodded in agreement.

This made the Taoist priest stunned. Are the people here so simple?

Then the child was heard saying, "Grandpa is just like us, his heart is very pure."

After the Taoist learned about it, it turned out that this place was called Qingshan Bulao Village. There were not many people in the village, only about a hundred people, and it was completely isolated from the outside world. It was the first time these people had seen someone coming from outside.

Moreover, they are born with the ability to sense the psychological changes of others. If someone intends to harm them, no one can escape their perception.

This surprised the Taoist. No one usually comes to such a high mountain.

Before the Taoist could think about it, the child's voice rang out again: "Grandpa, you haven't told me yet, is that big brother a bad guy?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "There are no good or bad people. They are all just human beings."

The child asked again: "Then why is Big Brother so confused?"

The Taoist shook his head and disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "You are still young, you will understand when you grow up."

Bu Chen has already climbed the green mountain. Unlike before, the fear deep in his heart seems to have become reality.

The soul is about to run out of the body uncontrollably, trying to escape from this place.

Bu Chen swallowed his saliva, his eyes determined. If he wanted to get rid of the pursuers behind him, he could only take risky moves and put himself in danger in order to survive.

Otherwise, you will continue to be harassed and it will be impossible to find out how the incident develops.

Without thinking any more, he pushed hard with his feet, and with a bang, he rushed forward and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

And behind him, three figures followed closely and entered Qingshan.

Without any delay, they followed Bu Chen's footsteps and rushed up the mountain. The three of them showed their magical powers, and the man surnamed Jia moved quickly in the shadows.

The sturdy man charged like a bull, leaving nothing intact wherever he passed.

Kong'an Bald Donkey is extremely fast and always knows where to land one step ahead of time, so he can move around without any hindrance.