Cultivator In Martial God World

After being pulled up with other stinky fish and shrimp, Yang Xuan first saw an old man with a gully face.

Beside the old man, there is a young man who is as dark as him.

"en? Uncle He, look, this fish is so beautiful." The young man looked at Yang Xuan curiously and praised.

However, Yang Xuan felt that there were braised or stewed words flashing in his eyes.

Uncle He took a look at Yang Xuan, opened the mouth and said: "This is a koi. Legend has it that you can get lucky if you see a koi. Find a bucket, put it in, and bring it back to raise Now."

The youth complied, found a big bucket, filled it with water, and threw Yang Xuan into it.

Puff!

The water splashed the young man's face.

"believing or not I will eat you now." The young man stared at Yang Xuan, fiercely said, he felt that Yang Xuan was deliberate.

Yang Xuan flicked his tail irritably. In fact, Yang Xuan did it deliberately. As a koi, dignity is very important.

The fishing boat moved and moved closer to the land.

On the way, Yang Xuan learned that this young man was called Zhou Tie, the nephew of Uncle He, and he followed Uncle He to discuss life at sea since childhood.

After a few days, I returned to a small fishing village.

The wooden barrel holding Yang Xuan was taken down by Zhou Tie. The first thing Yang Xuan saw was the astonishing poverty.

Several rows of dilapidated thatched huts and wooden supports seem to fall as soon as the wind blows.

Ragged women, children, and fishermen like He Shu Zhou Tie constitute the whole picture of this small fishing village by the sea.

"Uncle He is back." People in the village greeted Uncle He, but they were weak.

This shows that they have not eaten a full meal for a long time.

Yang Xuan felt strange when he thought of the many fish on the boat.

Don’t talk about anything else, just talk about the fish that Uncle He hits. I’m afraid that everyone will be able to make a few meals.

However, then he understood what was going on.

Seven or eight brawny men came from a distance, ignoring He Shu and Zhou Tie at all, but each minding their own business jumped onto the fishing boat, commanding the people, and all the fish on the deck It was thrown into a large trolley, and only some small pieces of fish were left.

At first, Yang Xuan thought they would give money, but it seemed that they didn't mean it. After loading the fish, he went away.

There was a fire in Zhou Tie's eyes. He put the wooden barrel fiercely on the ground, half of the bucket of water was spilled, and Yang Xuan was almost stopped.

"These vampires deserve to be thundered." Zhou Tie cursed.

"Just a few words, you forgot how your second uncle died?" Uncle He scolded on the side.

Zhou Tie said nothing, but hatred flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xuan understands, and sighs at the same time.

No matter in that world, weak are prey to the strong are eternal truths.

If you are weak, you will be beaten. This is the truth.

After packing the remaining small fish and shrimp into the thatched hut, Zhou Tie brought Yang Xuan in again.

If you have to describe the furnishings in this room, I am afraid you can only use the four walls of the house to describe it.

It's really the four walls of the family. Except for the walls, except for a rotten bed made of wood and a cauldron, there really seems to be nothing else.

Yang Xuan is hard to imagine how they survived.

In addition to these, Yang Xuan also strangely saw a woman. Although not very beautiful, she was still in the same ragged clothes, but she also had good features.

However, his face is still yellow and thin, and his face is full of food.

From the conversation, I learned that it was Zhou Tie's wife.

Stewed a pot of fish soup with the remaining fish. After the three of them ate it, it seemed that there were not many fish caught from the sea this time, maybe only enough to eat again tomorrow.

"Uncle He, we worked so hard to go to sea, but they reap without sowing, why?" Zhou Tie said bitterly after eating.

The woman is tidying up, in fact, there is nothing to tidy up, just washing a few broken bowls.

Uncle He sighed and said: "Is there any way. They have guns in their hands. Our lives are worthless. What can we do?"

Zhou Tie sighed and said nothing. .

He doesn't know why this is because he is just out of anger to ask.

After that, Uncle He went to the next room to rest, and the three of them were speechless overnight.

When it first broke on 2nd day, there was a disturbance in the village.

"All come out, all come out." A loud voice shouted.

At this time, Yang Xuan was taken outside by Zhou Tie.

Not long after, more than two dozen people in the village were gathered on the beach not far from Yang Xuan.

It was the same big guys yesterday. After searching the crowd, they pulled Zhou Tie's wife out.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhou Tie asked in surprise, but instead of the hatred of last night, he became conscientious and crouched.

A big man kicked Zhou Tie to the ground and fiercely said fiercely: "Foreign masters want to comfort women. Your daughter-in-law is not bad, so go to the city to be a comfort woman."

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Zhou Tie got up from the ground, his eyes were round and round, and his voice was louder: "This...this is not possible."

The big man kicked again, Zhou The wire did not dare to resist, and fell to the ground again.

"Motherfucker, I fell in love with your daughter-in-law, you are lucky, here you are, this is ten dollars, take it and get out."

A ten-yuan steel pewter was thrown away. In front of Zhou Tie, Zhou Tie's expression became extremely exciting.

No one around dared to gnaw, so they turned their heads.

After a while, Uncle He whispered: "Xiaotie, take it!"

Zhou Tie did not move, he just stared at his wife in a daze.

Zhou Tie's wife is still very plain, she also looks at Zhou Tie.

After a while, Zhou Tie wailed and asked: "You...are you willing to go?"

There was a trace of mockery in Zhou Tie’s wife’s eyes, she turned her head, indifferently said: "I am willing."

Zhou Tie was silent. After a long time, he asked: "Why?"

"Because I want to live!" Zhou Tie's wife did not look back, just indifferently said.

Zhou Tie was hearing this, with a wry smile on his face, followed by numbness.

He knelt on the ground, slowly picked up the ten yuan from the ground, and held it in the palm of his hand, very tightly and tightly.

"Sorry, I...I...I want to live too!" He lowered his head and muttered.

Live!

Three words that are very simple but very heavy.

The world is hustling, who didn’t want to live?

Yang Xuan recovered the ultrasound he was about to send. He was surprised to see that from Zhou Tie, from Zhou Tie’s wife, and even from He Lao, from the numb villagers, there was an inexplicable radiance. Kind of strange breath.

That seems to be Dao Yi!

At this moment, Yang Xuan thought of Xiang Donglai's problem again.

What is Tao?

What is Tao? Yang Xuan kept repeating these three words.

What is Tao?

At this moment, he keenly felt that the questions asked by Xiang Donglai seemed to have surpassed Martial Dao itself. What he asked was not the way of Martial Dao, not the way of entering. It's...

Yang Xuan couldn't say it, he didn't understand. In front of him, there was an extremely thick fog.

Zhou Tie’s wife was taken away. Zhou Tie put away ten dollars and continued his fishing life. In the village, nothing seemed to have happened, and everything seemed so peaceful.

The only thing that has changed is Yang Xuan.

One night, he jumped out of the bucket and jumped back into the sea.

I don't know if the octopus that only counts is dead.

When the sea water wrapped him, he thought of this question.