Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 131

Cui Jiexing...

It would be better to just call him Cui Dexing. He didn't like this name because it sounded like it was just made up on the spur of the moment.

There was no way. His father was an uneducated playboy who wanted him to be different. He racked his brains for three months and came up with the word "virtue", hoping that he could become a person with both virtue and talent.

As for how to raise him into such a person, I haven’t figured it out yet.

"I feel my son was born with the qualities of a saint."

Friends and relatives laughed for three years and gave him the nickname "Saint" and called his father "Saint Master".

His father was not ashamed but proud and said: "You can be jealous, but when my son ascends to heaven, you will be eating dirt and you will not be able to catch up."

I don't know where he gets his confidence from.

With such a father, one can imagine his character. Before he was nine years old, he was like all the other children of the Cui family, aggressive, arrogant, stubborn, and hated to hear words that belittled and contradicted him the most. He looked down on every peer equally.

He has the strength to do so, and he can defeat all those who disobey him.

Anyway, his talent is better than all of them.

He was so good that his direct descendants noticed him, took him away from a small county town, and brought him to the most prosperous city in Xilin.

His father is still so unreliable. He doesn't even want him to take the opportunity that others can't even ask for.

Fortunately, what he said didn’t count, and all family matters were decided by my uncle.

On the day of his departure, his uncle gave him a courtesy name - Jiexing.

The meaning is very straightforward: quit bad habits and correct moral behavior.

Be a humble and virtuous gentleman.

"It's really ugly. I wonder if people will think I'm a monk when they hear this name."

He protested silently in his heart.

But he is very obedient.

No matter how much those people deserved a beating, he was always humble and yielding, diligent and polite like a gentleman, respecting his elders, being friendly to his peers, and taking care of the young.

Then, in the ring, he would use all his strength in three or two moves to knock down the person he hated.

They were howling in pain, but who was to blame? It was because they overestimated their own abilities.

He had been very restrained and would send them the best medicine for their injuries afterwards to avoid hurting them and causing them too much boredom in the future.

I don't know where the rumor came from, but it said that he was very different from the Cui family and had the demeanor of a gentleman.

Since you are a gentleman, you are naturally a good person.

The elders hope that he can bring glory to the Cui family, his fellow apprentices take him as a role model, and the people under his jurisdiction rely on him to slay demons and monsters.

At first, he was quite enthusiastic about doing these things, but later he became a little annoyed.

Not only the Cui family, but also some unrelated people came to say that they admired him and wanted to be like him.

How outrageous.

What kind of person is he?

He himself can't figure it out.

Why do these mediocre people speak so confidently? Why should he do what they want?

Every day he fulfills other people's expectations, but what does he want?

He could not have imagined that, so he continued to live his life as usual, practicing, guiding his fellow disciples in their practice, becoming the champion of the Immortal Sect Competition, saving people from suffering, and receiving gratitude and admiration from the people.

Then he arrived at this place.

Just like usual, no matter what kind of monster it is, just kill it with one sword. Even if you accidentally kill one or two not-so-bad ones, it doesn't matter, right?

Aren’t there many examples of people causing great disasters because of a moment of weakness?

All the disciples of the immortal sect know that when encountering a monster, they must strike first.

He was just used to hitting harder, since they were not human after all.

There's nothing wrong with that, especially with those fickle ghosts.

If you don't take strong measures, who knows how they will deceive you?

The Cui family once had an elder with extraordinary talent, who was from the same generation as my great-grandmother. He was deceived by a ghost with sweet words and was even beaten up by many people.

That year was also the time of the Immortal Sect Competition. The Cui family hastily found someone to take over, but they lost miserably.

What does second mean?

The head of the family at that time was furious, and from then on, the women of the Cui family were disciplined more strictly. Being soft-hearted would lead to big trouble.

He didn't want to be watched every time he came in and out.

However, he is not an unkind person. If there is indeed a hidden secret, and these people beg him kindly, he will be happy to let these two little ghosts reincarnate.

But they actually overestimated their own capabilities and took action, threatening him to submit and even throwing fish at his face.

How dare a group of nameless people who came out of nowhere dare to go against him?

Well... they should pay the price, what's wrong with that?

Only the strong have the right to speak.

Besides, people should have nothing after death, instead of stubbornly surviving in the world and wasting spiritual energy that does not belong to them.

Considering the guy who smells of fish and knows how to deal with the current situation.

He decided to give these people another chance.

But they still dared to resist...

"With this kind of medicine, do you really think you won't get into trouble if someone finds out?"

"What if."

"Always try it."

"Second Grandpa really needs to practice his skills more."

"We should call him Second Great Grandfather."

The children who failed to drug the girl started chattering again, as if they were not afraid at all.

Really, stubborn!

Ghosts, no matter how kind they are, are still ghosts. Since they don't believe in it, just show them.

See if the ghosts will come to rescue them.

From dusk to dawn, the children's eyelids were swollen from feeding mosquitoes all night.

He asked them where the ghosts were and why they didn't come to save them.

"Don't come, don't come."

"What if you don't come?"

"Who would be so stupid as to come here?"

"We went through all this trouble just to let them get away. They'd have to be really sick to come back."

If the Cui family hadn't arrested Aunt Five, they wouldn't have done such a thing.

Not disappointed at all.

How could there be such a person?

He felt...uncomfortable when he saw them like this.

"Do you know what the crime of treason is?"

The children didn't understand.

Meng Yunhe was stunned: "Anyone can kill him."

"Yes, your teachers, elders, relatives and friends will be implicated. Go and lure them out. There's still time."

That slightly relieved look finally disappeared from their faces.

After all, everyone has always captured monsters in the same way, so how can you be any different?

Meng Yunhe thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let me go."

The children were untied together.

The Cui family threw all sorts of random things that couldn't be used as weapons on the ground and gave them to them, who bent down to pick them up.

Meng Yunhe suddenly shouted something, "It is better to die in glory than to live in disgrace. If he is not upright, he will not obey orders." Then a sword light flashed, and blood fell from the sky to the ground and hit the soil.

The sword fell to the ground.

He couldn't be sure that Wuxiang Zhenshen was necessarily a good person, he just believed his own eyes.

When Cui Dexing recalled what happened there afterwards, he felt that... it was like a play, with one person performing and the other taking the stage.

As soon as a person dies, the ghosts he wants to catch appear.

They are all old, weak and sick. None of them has the strength to fight.

Until the ground was covered with dry bones, he still didn't know who the true formless god was.

They all said that he had killed someone and had to go with them.

What were they doing? Turning into what they were?

He killed all the ghosts.

When they stopped, the fellow apprentices who were traveling with them all stepped back.

The boy who smelled of fish said, "Ah, I see. So you are the monster we are looking for."

How could he be a demon?

What's wrong with him catching ghosts?

Why do these people have to confront him?

Somehow, he seemed to see red among the dried corpses and bones on the ground, large patches of red, as if he was not chopping open the skin of a ghost, but a living person.

how can that be possible?

Everything was spinning around and he passed out.

The children who were held down by the Cui family were crying without realizing it.

"Yeah, he's the monster."

There are also people who collect corpses and set up sound insulation.

No one knows what happened here.

Meng Yunhe was burned to ashes, and they left with Cui Jie.

After a few days, the people of Xiaxixi Village joined forces with people from the surrounding villages and broke into the village.

What they want is not just water. The land in Wuxiangshen Village is also very good, the location is also very good, the surrounding trees are very good, and the people inside are also very good.

This place is close to the border, and at the slightest sign of trouble, people will pretend to be bandits and burn, kill, and loot.

Without the formless god, how could they survive here?

The children...

They killed many people and got many beads, but they couldn't tell the real ones from the fake ones.

The villagers were very grateful to them and said they would set up tablets for them and worship them together with the Wuxiang God.

Maybe God didn’t think so. The sky was gloomy and the child always felt that he would be struck by lightning.

Zhuier saw Ah Fu's little plum blossom, clattering along, its soles sticky with blood, blossoming one after another as it walked on the ground...

The demon-slaying and evil-eliminating in Waiya's mind was not like this at all.

Old man Li asked the villagers what to do with the corpses?

"Bury it and plant trees and flowers on it."

The village chief said that the body should be buried deeper, otherwise it would be dug out and stolen, and no one knew what kind of beast would do it.

There were only a few of them who were slightly injured and had the strength to do this.

Forget about reporting to the authorities; they are far away.

Cao Ping's method of judging whether beads are real or fake is to see whether there is the shadow of a villain inside.

Those pretty reliable little guys look familiar.

Hu Shanniang rolled her eyes and secretly scolded him for being pretentious, saying that he was the most cunning one.

Chang Xiaoyu scratched his head with his hand wrapped in white cloth and whispered, "I think you are the smartest. If you hadn't saved me, I would have died."

Hu Shanniang:......

Thanks, but I don't like it.

The reason I kicked him out was because he was in the way.