Chapter 130

Zhang Shui opened his mouth as if he had opened a speech box and told Zichen about his depression in his heart.

"In the miraculous medicine garden, if there was no elder martial brother Zichen, I would have died long ago. Over the past two months, I have already thought about how to be a mortal, but unfortunately they didn't give me this chance."

"The last time they came, the villagers gathered together a piece of inferior Pinyuan stone. But how long did it take? It was only half a month before they came again. They asked for a lower Pinyuan stone. Their goal was to make me feel guilty and blame myself, and then watch the villagers die one by one."

Holding his hair with both hands dead, Zhang Shui's eyes were full of pain, tears slipped from the bottom of his eyes, and the voice of crying rang out, "it's me who hurt them, it's me."

Zhang Shui is very haggard. The despair in his eyes is not for himself, but for the villagers.

Knowing that this was a conspiracy, he was unable to jump out and could only fall into it step by step.

"Today, I was just beaten up and took a dozen pieces of broken yuan stone. But after a few days, if they don't have anything to take away, I'm afraid they will kill people until they finish killing one by one."

Zhang Shui's face was full of tears, very sad, very painful, very desperate.

Zichen was shocked in her heart. She thought that Zhang Shui's Dantian had been abandoned. She became a mortal from a monk. She was silent. She couldn't imagine that she was worried about the villagers.

And the whole thing, Zhang Shui has seen very thoroughly, he knows everything, but he has no ability to crack all this.

Only waiting for death.

This is a kind of sorrow, in the world of the strong, the sorrow of the mortals.

For monks, Tu village is just two words. A few rotten lives are just like ants, which is very simple. But for these ordinary people, this is life, which is their foundation.

They live in the bottom, very hard, every day for a bite of food, hard work. However, it was not as good as a monk's word. A simple word "Tu Cun" could frighten them into a state of unconsciousness and restlessness.

And those monks talking about Tu village may be eating and drinking, eating and playing.

"It's a dead game. No one can break it." Zhang Shui's face was full of tears, pain and despair. He suddenly looked up and looked at Zichen and pleaded: "Chenzi, I know you are a monk. I want to ask you one thing. Take the villagers away and hide for a period of time. After I die, I will bring them back."

Zichen's heart vibrated, very moved, and her eyes were moist. She asked herself why only among these ordinary mortals can we see the beauty of the world and the most sincere feelings in the world?

At that time, the villagers of Qingshui village, in order to save him and Wang Xianer, did not hesitate to take the lives of all the villagers to help them.

Now, for the sake of the whole village, Zhang Shui did not hesitate to be tortured to death, but did not dare to commit suicide.

Are friars ruthless?

This is an unanswerable question, at least Zichen has not found the answer.

"Please, Chenzi, my life should have been gone a year ago. I should have died in the miraculous herb garden. It's worth living so long. I just hope you can take the villagers away for a while and come back with them after I die."

Zhang Shui pleaded, his eyes full of determination in despair.

"Their goal is me. As long as they torture me to death, they will not attack the villagers again. You just have to wait for a period of time."

Zichen was very moved, but shook his head and said, "no way!"

"You...!" Zhang Shui's body was stiff, and he didn't know what to say, but the sadness in his eyes was even worse.

"Do you want to watch the villagers die, or do you think it's their life and they should be killed by me?" Zhang Shui trembled his voice.

"I don't promise you, because this bureau, I help you break." Purple Chen sink voice way.

The villagers are innocent, and Zhang Shui is also innocent. The damned one is Ling Yun. At the beginning, he calculated all these things. Therefore, he must break this bureau and break it.

Zichen has killed many people. He is absolutely not a good man, nor a just man. Breaking the situation is not showing off, but doing what he can.

"You... Can you break?" Zhang Shui looked at Zichen in disbelief and exclaimed: "you are crazy. Do you know what a big game this is? You think you can break the game by just a monk. I told you that I was the eight times heaven of true Qi, and I was hurt. And this person of layout is more inborn realm."

Zhang Shui glared at Zichen and said: "you are a monk. You must know what the innate state means. Moreover, he is not a general monk. He is the existence of the late congenital period. You can't defeat him at all. You'd better take the villagers with you. I don't want to kill the villagers or you. During this period of time, you come to my house to deliver game every day. I appreciate you. You'd better take the villagers with you. "

"After a while, they can't go for a lifetime. Since the people who make the layout can lay out in Daling village, they may also be in other places. They may be Qianling village or Xiling village. If the people in Daling village are gone, do others want to escape?" Zichen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a killing idea appeared on her body. She said, "I don't want a tragedy to happen, but I have to break the situation and break the layout.""But you?" Zhang Shui still did not believe that the black youth could break the game.

"At the beginning, I broke all the deathless games in the miraculous medicine garden. What's more, since God won't let you die, then you can't die. I'll break this one." Purple Chen suddenly a smile, look in the eye is matchless firm.

"You...!" Zhang Shui looked at Zichen with horror, "Chenzi... Zichen... You... Are... Zichen elder martial brother, you... Are still alive!"

Take a close look at this dark young man, and he looks like elder martial brother Zichen.

Purple Chen tiny smile, way: "now know I can break Bureau, this matter is limited to you know I know."

"Well, well!" Zhang Shui kept nodding and wiping away the tears on his face with his sleeve. Like a child, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Well, now it's time for me to go and think about how to break the game. As for you, you are so haggard, you'd better eat something. Don't worry about it." Zichen road.

"Well, well!" Zhang Shui nodded. "You stay here, elder martial brother. Let's have some together."

"No Zichen turns to leave.

"Elder martial brother Zichen, elder martial brother Zichen, how can a person with such amazing talent and gorgeous beauty die?" Zhang Shui is very excited. If he is in the world, who can break Lingyun's Bureau? Zhang Shui believes that only elder martial brother Zichen.

It was dark, but the villagers didn't leave. They were all waiting outside. Seeing Zichen coming out, they asked one after another.

"Chenzi, how is Zhang Shui?"

"Is he still silent?"

"He's nothing, is he?" he said

The villagers are very concerned.

Purple Chen just smile, way: "rest assured, he is very good." Turn, purple Chen looked to old Zhang head, way: "old uncle, Zhang Shui is certainly hungry now, you go to get him more to eat."

Finish saying, purple Chen left.

"What, hungry?" Lao Zhang was stunned. He had forgotten how long his son hadn't said he was hungry. If he hadn't asked him to eat, he would have sat in a place until he died of hunger.

"Hungry, that's all right. Can I eat?" The villagers couldn't believe it.

"Dad." At this time, out of the room out of a person, it is a piece of water.

At this time, although Zhang Shui was very haggard, he was full of vigor and vitality, and his eyes were shining, which was obviously normal.

"Ah Lao Zhang's head kept nodding, his eyes full of tears.

"Hello, Zhang Shui. Ha ha, that's great. Let the friars of zhanwuzong have a look. Zhang Shui of our family can't beat down. They don't want Yuanshi. We'll go up the mountain to find it now."

"That is, we all went to the village to try to gather a piece of Yuanshi in these days."

"Yes, let's go now."

Zhang Shui is ready, the villagers are very happy, some villagers are also shouting.

"Go, we'll go too." Lao Zhang was leaning on a bamboo stick with tears in his eyes, but his back was straight.

Looking at these villagers with high passion, Zichen's face was also covered with a smile and said with a smile: "it's so late, we'd better rest. As for Yuanshi, we don't have to worry about it. I've already figured out a way."

"Chen Zi, have you got a way?"

"Chenzi, is that true?"

"Chenzi, you are a great benefactor of Daling village."

All the villagers are looking at Zichen.

"Don't worry. I must have a way. By the way, the money is the price of leather goods today. Let's divide them." Zichen takes out all silver from bosom, put on stone mound, turn to leave next.

"Why so much?"

"Our fur is not worth so much money."

"It must be Chenzi. He put his share in us again."

The voice of the villagers came from behind.

After returning to the residence, Zichen began to practice.

As for the villager's affairs, Zichen was not a problem at all, nor did he need to think about it. To deal with the villains, he naturally used the means of the villains.

Since the last breakthrough to the congenital realm, and a few months later, Zichen's innate Qi is growing in an orderly way, but in the recent period of time, without the help of elixir and pill, his strength has been promoted too slowly.

This matter, Zichen also decided to go to Cangli City, buy some elixir or pill, speed up the promotion of strength.

After all, he is a rich man with dozens of Yuan stones.

Time passed, with Zichen's repeated assurance, the villagers all put down their hearts, and life became regular again.

As for Zhang Shui, he is also optimistic. When he has nothing to do, he will come to chat with Zichen. Most of the time, he is learning to play with some traps with his father. It seems that he really intends to live an ordinary life.

A few days later, the sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the village, the horses hissed, and the rage came from outside the village.The villagers' hearts trembled, and the people of zhanwuzong came again.

"All the villagers get out of here." A roar was heard all over the village.

"Water, roll out." Then another sound came out.

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