Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

Shitou couldn't tell what was going through his mind the night he left Xiaojinghu, he just thought about righteousness.Looking at the heavy rain outside, looking at Yan Chicheng, his body seemed to move by itself, he stepped out of the bed, jumped out of the window, and walked into the rain. His mind was in a mess and he found reasons for himself: Yan Chicheng was arbitrary and overbearing, tired of eating sugar Vinegar perch, the water mother is yang and yin, and the bottom of the small mirror lake is too clean...

After all, it is because staying here is not happy.Stone heart said.

He left the small building by the water in a daze, bypassed Yan Chicheng's line of sight, and climbed up the mountain beside him grabbing vines. Shui Niang noticed him and asked him where he was going. He crossed his arms and made a big gesture. cross.

Shui Niang hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't say much, and watched him quietly jumping up the mountain like a monkey.

As the stone climbed up, his heart beat faster. As he jumped and jumped, he saw scattered lights on the cliff, smelled the smell of tea, wine, fireworks, powder, silk, and lamp oil... He was infatuated for a moment. He had never smelled these smells on Yan Chicheng. Yan Chicheng's body only smelled of vegetation, which was heavy, cold, and extremely clean.

Before going up the cliff, he glanced down, and the small mirror lake had become smaller like a silver mirror, and the small buildings by the lake were only the size of a sesame seed, but Yan Chicheng was no longer visible.

Shi Shi couldn't say whether he felt more uncomfortable or happier, but Yan Chicheng was no longer by his side, and the lingering pressure dissipated, which really made him feel that the wind above his head was becoming lighter.

All of a sudden, he felt a sense of Feng Xu's control of the wind and his independence from the world, as if he could surpass the nine heavens. Shi Shi was surprised and happy, and opened his arms, recalling the many techniques he stole from the Wuling School, even if he couldn't remember. So real, the body can also display it naturally.The flowing wind blows his long sleeves, and his toes point to the lush branches and leaves, like a kite touching water, he can travel thousands of miles in a day, he closes his eyes and lets the wind and rain between the sky and the earth, but the sky and the earth seem to be a part of his body , Clouds, rain, fog and sleet, come and go when you call, gold and jade, you can get it with a touch of stone.

"Yan Chicheng, look at me... Ahhh!" He yelled excitedly, leaned over and flew down. He sneezed, and the sneeze woke him up—what kind of Yan Chicheng was there?

Shi Shi hummed twice inexplicably, and thought: No one pinches my chin anymore and asks me where I learned Kung Fu!

Unknowingly, he flew over the mountains and cities, and traveled all over the country and town. He only felt that the farther he was from the Wuling sect, the more comfortable he was. When he went to a place where he could not even hear the name of Yan Chicheng, he felt more comfortable and relaxed. After a few days, he threw away even the slightest thought of Yan Chicheng, and felt that everything was very useful, except that he was full of thoughts and had nowhere to vent.

Passing through a small county town, he simply plunged into a crowd of beggars on the side of the road to perform a magic touch. A group of beggars stared at him with big eyes and small eyes. After staring, they asked a few words, "Where did you steal it?" Facing each other, the stone "hey hey yo" hid, pinching the tactic while hiding in his hand, pinching and pinching felt boring-if he was idle and had nothing to do, he would crush these beggars to death like moths, wouldn't he be with himself? Is there any difference between Yan Chicheng and that guy?

As soon as he thought of the three words Yan Chicheng, he felt inexplicably wronged, his mouth was dry and bitter, and he shouted indiscriminately: "Don't hit me! How can you beat the concubine in my majestic Wuling Xianjun's house?"

The beggar was dumbfounded for a moment, either angry or smiling, and the leader grinned and told him: "Your Wuling Immortal is the concubine, then I am still the son-in-law of the Nether Fairy and her grandma. If you crush your little concubine to death, the heavenly king and I will not say anything." !” As he spoke, he punched Shi Shi hard on the bridge of the nose.

Shi Shi yelled fiercely, and his feet slid away lightly: "This man, you don't slap people in the face, if you ruin my priceless beauty..."

The beggar spat at him with a pocket head: "You are the only one who is still beautiful? There is not as much mud on the face of the scarlet frog as you!"

Stone was stunned, and took a picture of himself in the stream, only to see himself flying for several days, with yellow hair on his head and face all over his face, like a mud monkey, he cried out loudly: "God, you gave me the talent of a fairy!" , why don't you give me the fairy's 'clothes not stained with dust, feet not stained with dust'!"

The beggar laughed loudly, kicked him like a football, and then dispersed.

Shi Shi lay blankly on the side of the street for a while, and then walked aimlessly down the street. His body was dirty and the common people avoided him, but he found it very interesting. He stretched out his five claws to steal candied haws and buns, and was caught When he was caught, he was beaten and scolded. Several vendors saw that he was young and filthy, so they didn't bother to bother. Occasionally, some wanted to sue him, but he ran away like a loach.

What a relief.Shitou thought to himself, the world is so big, there is no place you can't go to, ye his mother's Yan Chicheng!

He thought of Yan Chicheng again, chewed the name a few times between his lips and teeth, and finally swallowed it whole, like swallowing a big and round sour jujube, biting no matter what he didn't want to bite, but it was stuck in his throat, swallowing very hard strenuous.

The more he understands this feeling, the less he wants to see Yan Chicheng. When he walked around the temple that day, when he met the deep black and white eyes of the statue, he felt timid frequently, even more than facing himself.As time went by, he even avoided the Wuling faction, not to mention missing, even if he mentioned those three words in his mind, he would be driven away by shaking his neck and shouting.

He escaped from the temple and plunged into the rolling dust left by the rut, and suddenly felt that he was very small - the small mirror lake had a radius of less than a hundred meters, and living in it, the mountains and rocks in all directions seemed to be under his feet, Yan Chicheng's eyes It is even a small place, he lives in it alone and feels that the world is not as grand as his own, but once he arrives in this world of mortals, passers-by come and go in a hurry, and the only people he cares about are relatives and friends around him. Experience the feeling of being alone.

Shi Shi pursed his lips, and said in his heart, "What's the matter!" He jumped out of the window and snatched two eggs on someone's table, and then rushed to the tree with a whoosh, watching a group of people pointing and cursing at him with wide smiles, holding bamboo poles Hitting himself, he moved his buttocks and nimbly dodged around, winking. After the crowd cleared, he stuffed the egg into his mouth, and with a loud bang, he burst the bullet casing.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Shito stuck out his tongue, "It's so unpalatable!"

"You little bastard, you don't even know how to peel an egg, and you even rob us of our business, you're so stupid!"

"Who?" Shitou scratched his eyeballs and peeked down, only to see a little beggar standing under the tree, holding a stick and cursing at him, "What is the brat cursing?"

The little beggar said: "You are the son of a bitch raised in the cunt-stirring cunt!"

Shi Shi couldn't understand the foul language, and refused to admit defeat, so he still argued with the eggs: "Usually the eggs I have at home are smooth and tender, who knew they were born with a shell."

The little beggar spat: "Ha! You are so useless that you are pretending to be a son of a rich family in front of your grandfather. You son of a bitch has a good appearance, so I might as well take him to a kiln and sell him. By the way, I will teach you how to peel eggs."

Shi Shi was furious: "What a golden branch and jade leaf I am, you fart!"

"You only know these two sentences when swearing, what's the difference between you and a woman!" The little beggar laughed.

Shi Shi only felt that he was being provoked, jumped down from the tree, and pulled his clothes to learn dirty words from him.

The two of them babbled and babbled for half the night, and Shitou was so thirsty, he lay weak on the mud floor, looked up at the ambiguous moonlight in the sky, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked, "Little beggar, you are away from home. Aren't people coming to look for you?"

The little beggar was dumbfounded for a moment, and then scolded: "Fuck your grandma, if my family members are not dead, they will give you to the little bastard now?"

Shi Shi let out an "oh", his face remained unchanged, and said: "So my family members are dead." He paused and asked again: "Then do you want your family members to come to you?"

"What's the matter? July and a half soaked the big head in the barrel and suffocated to death, waiting for the ghost to come and find it?" The little beggar said angrily.

"I don't want to go back either. I'm scared when I think about going back, but I like it a little bit, but when I think about that little liking, I'm even more scared." Shito didn't seem to understand what he said, leaning on the trunk by himself, stretching He stretched out two fingers and compared the crescent moon in the sky. The new moon is new tonight, and the crescent moon is not as big as the nail cap of his little finger. "...so I hope that he will come to me a little bit."

"..." The little beggar frowned when he heard this, his face changed, and he said after a long time, "I guess, you are, there is something at home, is it unspeakable?"

Stone: "That's right."

"Tsk tsk." The little beggar leaned closer and said, "Let me guess again, did you fuck your father?"

The stone shuddered, raised his foot and kicked the man into the stream beside him.