When Li Xiuyuan parked the carriage on the side of the road and pushed through the crowd to the street where the cries were coming from, he felt a surge of blood and energy, and almost vomited out the few pieces of dried meat he had eaten for lunch.

I saw a woman with disheveled hair and a floral skirt throwing herself on the ground and crying loudly. Next to her lay a boy of about six years old.

The boy's stomach had been cut open with a kitchen knife, and blood flowed all over the floor, including his intestines.

What made him even more angry was that the boy's stomach had also been cut open, leaving only a few slices of green vegetables and a few grains of undigested snail meat on the ground.

Li Xiuyuan didn't have time to ask passers-by what happened, but quietly shouted: "Master!"

The old Taoist priest behind him sighed and said: "I'm here! Just do what you want..."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the woman on the ground and the boy lying in a pool of blood, but turned his head and walked out of the crowd to drive the horse and pull the carriage...

Li Xiuyuan didn't say anything, but took off his gown and stuffed the organ on the ground into the boy's belly, and gently picked up the boy who was still breathing.

He looked at the woman lying on the ground and said, "Follow me!"

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the old Taoist priest's carriage without looking back. The woman was so startled that she didn't care to pick up the cabbage thrown on the ground. She wiped her tears and followed Li Xiuyuan.

If someone takes action, there is hope, and the woman is not completely confused after all.

The crowd of onlookers moved out of the way, and an old man pointed the way to the old Taoist priest on the carriage: "Turn right ahead, there is an inn not far away..."

Li Xiuyuan hugged the boy and got into the carriage. He looked at the panicked woman and said quietly: "Come with us! I will take care of this matter!"

As soon as the woman heard this, she quickly got into the carriage and did not dare to enter the carriage. She just sat next to the old Taoist priest, holding tightly to the shaft of the carriage with one hand and not letting go.

The other hand tightly covered his mouth.

The old Taoist priest sighed and asked leisurely: "Have you thought about it?"

Li Xiuyuan, who was holding the boy in his arms, replied coldly: "Think about it! Even if the sky falls..."

The old Taoist priest nodded, with an incomprehensible look on his face, flicked his whip, and the carriage slowly moved forward.

...

After entering the inn, the old Taoist priest ordered the waiter to boil several large buckets of hot water. Li Xiuyuan led the horse into the backyard and asked the waiter to take care of the horse's fodder and water...

When Li Xiuyuan finished his work and walked into the guest room, the woman was already cleaning the boy's body, and the old Taoist priest sat aside with his sleeves rolled up, boiling water and preparing to make tea.

"So fast?" Li Xiuyuan asked in disbelief when he saw the boy's belly that had been sewn together and looked at the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest glared at him and said with a smile: "Speaking of the trouble you caused, you have to do hard work for your master. Why do I feel that you are my master?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said softly: "Saving one life is better than..."

"Come on, stop talking." The old Taoist priest shook his head and said with a smile: "If you are worried, you can check his body for him, and then come over for tea... Have you asked the waiter to cook?"

"Don't worry, my disciple is here."

Li Xiuyuan stepped forward and squatted in front of the woman, held the boy's small hand with one hand, closed his eyes and examined it carefully.

After a while, looking at the woman who was still crying, Li Xiuyuan sighed and said: "Hold him and go to bed to rest. As long as my master is here, there will be a way to survive."

When the woman heard this, she reached out and touched the boy's nose. She quickly carried the dried boy to the room. After a while, she ran out and knelt in front of the old Taoist priest and kowtowed three times.

While sobbing, she said: "The woman thanked the old and young gods for saving her life. Heaven has finally come to Dalu Town." After saying this, she started to cry.

The old Taoist priest sighed, stretched out his hand to pick up the woman, pointed to the stool beside him and said, "Sit down and speak slowly if you have something to say."

Li Xiuyuan also sat down, stretched out his hand to pour a cup of tea for the woman, and said quietly: "If you have anything to say, just say it, the sky will not fall."

The woman took out her handkerchief, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and murmured to herself: "Noila Mo, a civilian woman..."

It turns out that this family is a villager in Dalu Town. Their parents, Wang Dalu, were killed by the town bully Wang Batian, leaving Mo Xiaolian and Wang Xiaohu orphaned and widowed.

And Wang Batian kept causing trouble for the mother and son in order to seize the few acres of spiritual land that Wang Xiaolian's family had.

No, today Wang Batian's son Wang Xiaolong kept saying that Mo Xiaolian's son stole his geese and insisted on Mo Xiaolian's compensation!

Mother and son were stopped by Wang Xiaolong and a group of evil slaves on the street, who wanted to cause trouble for Noila Mo and her son.

Noila Mo was furious, so she asked her son what he had eaten today.

As a result, the frightened Wang Xiaohu timidly said that he had eaten a goose...

So Wang Xiaolong insisted on cutting open Wang Xiaohu's belly...

The helpless Mo Xiaolian was so angry that she picked up a kitchen knife and cut open her son's stomach... When she opened it, she realized that her son was so frightened that he could not speak clearly.

It was clearly said that the mother and son had eaten snail meat in the morning, but to the ears of Wang Xiaolong and a bunch of evil slaves, it turned into goose meat.

Seeing that her innocent son would not survive, she cried and screamed, but no one dared to come forward to seek justice for the mother and son. However, Mo Xiaolian waited for the furious master and apprentice Li Xiuyuan.

If it weren't for the old Taoist priest's rejuvenation skills, Wang Xiaohu would have become another wronged soul in Dalu Town just like Wang Dalu who died in mysterious circumstances.

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he was immediately furious. He looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Master, look, the dark clouds from Dagou Town have drifted to Dalu Town!"

The old Taoist priest ignored him, but asked Noila Mo: "Besides Dalu Town, do your mother and son have any relatives elsewhere?"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned. He was so angry that he was not as thoughtful as the old Taoist priest. Since there were bullies in Dalu Town, the mother and son obviously could not stay here any longer.

"Five hundred miles ahead, there is a town called Xin'an. My brother is there."

The woman sighed and continued: "I was thinking of selling off my few acres of spiritual farmland in the next few days and going to join my brother. Unexpectedly, they still refused to let us mother and son go..."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest replied: "That's good. You can stay here peacefully today. Tomorrow, after my master and disciple have finished their work, you can follow us and leave here."

While he was talking, the inn's waiter knocked on the door and brought in a pile of meals ordered by Li Xiuyuan.

The old Taoist priest looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "Eat, only when your stomach is full can you have the strength to get angry."

Noila Mo looked at the old Taoist priest and asked timidly: "Chief Immortal, when will my little tiger wake up?"

The old Taoist priest looked at her and smiled: "Don't worry, we will wake up naturally after we leave."

Li Xiuyuan nodded thoughtfully and said, "Let's eat, I'm hungry."

...

That night, the old Taoist priest and Li Xiuyuan returned to their rooms. The master and the disciple were guarding a lamp and a pot of tea.

The old Taoist priest looked at the frowning Li Xiuyuan and smiled lightly, and said, "You can't stand it now? Have you never seen such a thing in Shura Heaven?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said softly: "When I first came down the mountain, I was kidnapped by a group of bandits. From now on, whenever I see bandits, I will kill them with one sword."

"Then what?" the old Taoist priest continued to ask.

"Then? There is no more!" Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said: "The disciples are either in the academy or practicing in the mountains. They seldom walk in the world, so they don't see these filthy things!"

The old Taoist priest picked up the cup and took a sip, and said quietly: "You have experienced everything in Dagou Town. Now it is changed to Dalu Town. What do you think?"

Li Xiuyuan clenched his fists and said in a solemn voice: "There are injustices in the world, and I have a murder knife!"

The old Taoist priest was stunned, looked at him and said with a smile: "You don't have a knife in your hand, don't forget that you are just an ant in the foundation building realm."

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at the old Taoist priest and said softly: "Disciple, you can borrow the sword from the master."

"Are you sure? That will be very tiring!" The old Taoist priest was stunned, looked at him and laughed strangely.

"I want to give it a try!" Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said seriously: "After all, this is the disciple's decision to take over. A person must always be consistent."

"Then give it a try?" The old Taoist priest showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Then try it!" Li Xiuyuan's face showed neither sadness nor joy.

That night, the oil lamp in Li Xiuyuan's room was not extinguished until the last moment. By this time, the old Taoist priest had already begun to snore.

...

From Dagou Town to Tianluo City, and then from Tianluo City to Dalu Town, all Li Xiuyuan saw was the ugly side of the world.

Even if he wanted to go to the Jinguang Temple in Tianluo City to see the Buddha, he was blocked by the demons who were hiding in the temple.

Sitting in the living room with a ray of morning sun, looking at the golden color gradually rising in the inn yard, the young man couldn't help but murmured: "Falling flowers and flowing water will pass away in spring."

"Don't forget, after surviving this winter, tomorrow will be spring again."

I yawned, and the voice of the old Taoist priest sounded behind me.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said quietly: "But there are still many people who cannot survive this cold winter..."

"Then what should I do? You are not a hero!" The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you done? After that, go do the business. Once you are done, you can continue on your way."

"No hurry, just wait." Li Xiuyuan asked the waiter to bring the food into Mo Xiaolian's mother and son's room, and looked at the old Taoist priest and replied quietly.

"Then wait." The old Taoist priest sat down, reached out and picked up an egg, peeled it open, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Noila Mo, get out of here!"

Before the old Taoist priest could eat another egg, a man's roar came from outside the inn door.

Li Xiuyuan was very happy, looked at the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "The rightful master is here!"

After saying that, he walked out of the room with his feet and said as he walked: "Master asked the mother and son not to leave the inn. They will leave here after the disciples have finished their work."

"Don't worry, I'll eat some more...and help you keep the show going!"

The old Taoist priest saw the excitement and didn't mind the matter. He waved to Li Xiuyuan, then picked up another egg and peeled it.

Today, Li Xiuyuan changed into a black gown, which was darker than the night in Tianluo City.

He walked out of the inn with his hands behind his back, like Suo Mingwu Chang coming out of the darkness, his face and eyes were as black as the night.

Looking at the group of evil slaves standing at the door of the inn and shouting, Li Xiuyuan asked quietly: "Who among you is Wang Xiaolong?"

"I am, boy, where did you come from, how dare you stand up for that mother and son!"

At this moment, a young man in his twenties and dressed in white robes stood up, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said coldly: "Hurry up and hand over the mother and son, or I will prevent you from leaving this main road town!"

"Are you Wang Xiaolong? The evil son of King Batian of Dalu Town?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at the young man in white robe walking towards him and smiled, his face as bright as the rising sun in the sky. I've been looking forward to it all night, and finally I've waited for you.

The young man in the folded robe looked at Li Xiuyuan with disgust and shouted: "Go away, I like women! Hand over the mother and son quickly, or I will chop you with a knife!"

Li Xiuyuan sighed and looked at him and said word by word: "I don't want to leave here just yet. Also, I hate you very much. What do you think I should do with you?"
Chapter completed!