Part 8, Chapter 313 Good People Are Rewarded

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the attacker was fine, but the thin and pitiful boy let out a scream and flew out like a kite with a broken string. He fell to the ground far away, in a state of embarrassment, and the vegetable leaves in his hands and some cold and even hard steamed buns were all scattered on the ground.

The person who suddenly came out from the corner was a man in black, with a skull logo embroidered on his chest. He was a master of ghosts and monsters. Before, he was walking fast with all his heart, searching for the traces of the enemy, and suddenly felt that he had bumped into someone, subconsciously The most important thing is to protect the chest with both palms, so as to be safe.

When I looked closely, I saw that I was knocked into the air by a sick and weak boy who looked obviously malnourished, and I couldn't help but yelled: "Unlucky!"

If I had known it was such a guy, why would I be afraid, why would I want to do anything? Can't help but get angry from the heart, evil to the guts, threw out a Ziyun coin, and shouted: "Get out!",

This time, the shot seemed to be a charity, but it was actually a murder!

This Ziyun coin flew straight towards the vital part of the boy's neck. At this moment, in fact, it should have been before he made a move. The boy seemed to be bumped, and he groaned in pain, and tilted his head. The Ziyun coin was stuck on the ground against his neck. The hidden strength still cut a bloody gash on his neck, the boy couldn't help but let out a scream and trembled all over.

"Huh?" The ghost master frowned, and muttered, "The bastard raised by the thief's mother is lucky, and it's cheap for you!"

Turn around and leave.

However, he didn't realize that a vague divine sense had already attached to him.

A well-meaning person saw that this person had gone far away, and hurried over to help the thin boy up. Chu Yang trembled and thanked him repeatedly. These few people saw that although Chu Yang was wounded, he was in good spirits. Finally, the luck of the misfortune, shook his head and sighed, and walked away quickly. But he didn't forget to pick up that Ziyun coin and put it into Chu Yang's hand.

Such a sick and weak young man who suffered so much, was actually bullied by someone!

Does heaven really have no eyes?

But as ordinary people, they dared to do this at best, and they didn't even dare to curse out loud.

This is not cowardice, but the sadness of a low-level person.

Cursing loudly, but talking freely may bring death!

One of these people's lives. In the hands of those strong men, what is it?

I can only swallow my breath,

Or, if you see someone who is in the same situation as yourself, you can help if you can. Other than that, really... can't do anything, dare not do anything.

Chu Yang's eyes flickered, and he tightly held the Ziyun coin in his palm.

He clearly felt a stream of heat coming from the Ziyun coin in his palm.

Holding on to the wall, he picked up those vegetable leaves and cold steamed buns one by one, staggered back to the house, and closed the door tightly.

Outside. Watching all these Yaopu guys, everyone couldn't help but let out a sympathetic sigh.

But the little family fire of the two didn't dare to scold back after being bullied like this.

yes. If it was me, wouldn't I dare to scold him?

However, in a certain place that no one saw, the ghost master who bumped into Chu Yang before was only a few hundred feet away from the place where the incident happened just now. All of a sudden, I felt it was difficult to breathe.

It seemed that a pair of big cold hands were pinching her neck tightly. Constantly adding force, constantly tightening.

"Who?" He asked loudly in horror.

As far as I could see, there was clearly nothing around, but how did I get the feeling that someone was strangling my neck and I couldn't breathe? Although illusory, but it feels more and more real, more and more real!

The next moment, a cloud of black smoke rose out of nowhere in front of him, and a skull suddenly appeared, sneering sinisterly: "You bastard! You are so bold, do you know who you have offended?"

This master of ghosts and myths trembled, and suddenly remembered a legendary thing, and couldn't help but lose his voice in horror: "The God of Calamity..."

Before he finished speaking, some inexplicable force twisted his neck, and only a gloomy voice remained: "It's a great tonic, the taste is not bad!"

Immediately, a burst of black smoke quietly drifted away.

...

That night, everyone on this street found out that there was an extra bag of money in their home for no apparent reason. Inside, there were Shuiyun coins, Ziyun coins, and even Zixia coins...

Some found it in the place where they cooked, some found the bag of money when they lifted the quilt while sleeping at night, and some found it directly on the table where they ate...

Without exception, there is a small note in it: "Good people get rewarded!"

All those who got the money kept this secret tightly. Not because of anything else, but because the money is too big! Once it gets out, I am afraid that my family will be the first to be affected, causing unnecessary disasters.

Owning too much money is sometimes not luck, but disaster!

It's just that in everyone's home, an unnamed longevity tablet is quietly erected.

It reads: "Good people are rewarded! Benefactors live forever!"

Each of these families is cautiously working as usual, but the quality of life of each family has improved a lot; some families have even begun to plan, should they send their children to school?

Not only these people, for quite a long time after that, almost every poor family in Guzhu City received such a sum of money as long as they were law-abiding and never did evil.

Everyone has resigned to their fate for generations, and that's how they live. In fact, their parents and grandparents lived like this, and they also thought that they would live like this, and their sons and grandchildren would also be truthful!

However, after this incident, everything that followed changed suddenly and subtly.

Good people are rewarded!

Heaven has eyes too!

Even if the sky has no eyes, people still have eyes.

As long as you work hard, there will always be rewards.

No one knows, but such a piece of paper and a bag of money without any sound has changed the lives of many people!

Or as the note said: good people will be rewarded naturally.

...

That night, Chu Yang never went back to join Bai Yuchen and the others, and just slept in this thatched hut as a consumptive young man. Everything was so appropriate, as if this young man existed in the first place.

That night, there were constant noises throughout the whole night, the wind was rumbling everywhere, and the grass and trees were full of soldiers. Even in the slums where Chu Yang lived as a sick and weak boy, he could clearly feel the prelude to the coming storm.

That kind of silent depression enveloped the entire Lone Bamboo City!

That night, another hundred people died suddenly and strangely! These dead members of the sect all died unconsciously in their sleep, and lost their lives silently.

Even after death, the expression on his face was still very peaceful, as if he was still in a deep sleep!

However, it is absolutely impossible for so many people to fall asleep at the same time!

In particular, it is impossible for so many holy masters to fall asleep at the same time! ,

There must be some kind of strangeness in this.

The leaders of the three sects got together again in the early hours of the morning.

"This time, there is definitely something strange!"

"This time, it's clearly not the work of that damned executioner before. This time, it's another kind of surprise attack!"

"But it can't be explained anyway, and even people who are close at hand can't find it..."

"Why is this? What kind of bizarre means can cause this effect?!"

Amidst a burst of suspicion, Elder Guixu's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak from the beginning. After the discussion, he lowered his voice and said: "This time, we may have encountered the right problem."

"How do you say this sentence?" The others were even more puzzled and asked together.

"Although the previous mysterious killer had a very high level of cultivation, he may not be from Chu Yang's side in the final analysis. As far as I know, among those people, there is no one with such cultivation level and sword skills! "

"That's a good sentence! Bai Yuchen, who has the deepest cultivation base among them, will definitely not be able to reach this level!"

"As for the Chu Yang who killed the Ninth Prince that day, what he used was some kind of means of exchanging his life for tyrannical strength. A kind of strength!"

"That's why I didn't contact Chu Yang and the others about the incident during the day. Although there must be some kind of relationship, it's definitely not them themselves. This is already certain."

The Elder Guixu said slowly: "But the 118 people who died strangely last night reminded me of one thing, a very important thing!"

"What's important?" Several other people said in unison.

"I remember General Meng Wuya once said... that Chu Yang held a catastrophe spirit in his hands! And General Meng Wuya was seriously injured because of the decisive battle against the catastrophe soul, and he could no longer make a move, so that the gang The remnants escaped for eighty-eight thousand miles, and finally escaped to death!"

With that said, everyone suddenly realized!

"That's right, that's it! Then everything makes sense!"

"In this way, the person who attacked last night must be the soul of catastrophe, and only the soul of catastrophe can have such elusive means!"

"Well, General Meng didn't complete the task that day, so it turns out that I'm ignorant, I haven't heard of it yet..."

"Hmph, we are already the key people under surveillance. Who would tell us this? If it wasn't for the old man and a friend in the army, I would never know about this matter." The Elder Guixu sighed.

"makes sense."

"Since the other party is the soul of catastrophe, how should we deal with it?"

"I heard that the soul of catastrophe is immortal, immortal, unique in nature, stronger in strength, and has reached the level of a saint. There is nothing we can do against such a powerful enemy!" 8