Chapter 18

a sudden roar made him squat down and look along the sound.

Fifteen or sixty feet upstream, a monk in his teens glared at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, immortal master forgive me." Yi Heng apologizes quickly.

"Hum, are you a new disciple? It seems like a mortal. "

"Yes, yes, I didn't notice that the immortal master offended here. I'm sorry."

"Just now I was feeling it. I was interrupted by you mortal. I'm sorry? Get down on your knees and apologize, and I'll spare you. " The friar puffed.

Yi Heng's face suddenly sinks down. Although he doesn't know what it's like to be interrupted, it's absolutely impossible to want him to kneel down.

"The immortal master's words are heavy. There's no saying that you can't go down the river or make noise here?" He replied coldly.

"Oh! I'm a genius. Do you know that if you kneel down or look up to you, you should feel honored. Believe it or not, I'll ask the master to abolish you. "

Seeing that he was so indifferent, the friar came to him in a hurry, his face flushed.

Yi Heng's heart sank. It was very inappropriate for him to offend the immortal master. Moreover, he still had a master, but he should never kneel down.

"Apologies are OK, but kneeling is impossible." He was provoked to ferocity and didn't care about the consequences.

Obviously, the friar was very angry and yelled, "if I learn magic, I will burn you here."

After saying this, he did not get rid of his hatred. He took up the stone on the shore and hit him.

Yi Heng has scruples in his heart, so he has to protect his head with both hands and let the stone hit on his hands and body.

When the monk saw that he was strong, these small stones could not do any harm, but he was also very anxious.

In his eagerness, he found two fist sized stones. One hit him in the chest, which made him put down his hand to caress him. Taking advantage of this gap, the other stone hit him in the back of his head.

Yi Heng only felt a pain in the back of his head, and a stream of heat surged up his neck. At the same time, his sense of urgency in his soul gradually became urgent. He knew that it was bleeding and that his life was in danger.

Stimulated by this, his ferocity was further aroused, and then the evil courage arose.

He stood up, walked to the shore in three steps and two steps, and ran towards the monk.

The friar was happy to hit him with blood, but he was shocked to see him running.

A man of five or six feet was covered with scars all over his body. His muscles were strong. With the scarred scars on his face, a fierce light appeared in his eyes and he was staring at him.

Where had he seen such a fierce man, he turned around and ran away.

However, his thin and weak body is not easy to run, and he is overtaken by Yi Heng in a moment.

Yi Heng knocked him to the ground with a fist, and then he rode on him, slapping him on the left and right ears, which made the monk cry.

When he heard the man calling to the master, Yi Heng calmed down.

"How could you beat a fairy, or a genius?" In his heart, he was afraid. Fortunately, the fight was not very serious. He comforted himself.

Seeing that he didn't fight again, the monk stopped crying and got up. Suddenly, he saw a scarred face like a devil coming up to his face. He cried loudly again.

"Well, it's not that serious. Don't cry." Yi Heng looked at the monk's swollen face, embarrassed to say.

"I want my master to kill you. I ask my elder martial brother to kill you. You wait."

The friar stood up and ran up the hill.

Yi Heng looks at the friar who stumbles and disappears gradually, and his heart is extremely depressed.

"Pa" slapped his left face.

"You can't take a good bath. What do you have to do? It's going to be over before we start. "

Then another slap in his right face, while playing regret.

The mood of taking a bath also did not have, the dejected return to the yard.

Run, and not reconciled, not easy to get the chance to cultivate immortals, so give up?

If you don't run and you're afraid that the friar will call someone, you can burn yourself to ashes with a small flame.

The only way is to find help soldiers, know only two people, one is Xu Feng, the other is Xiao Wuji.

Xu Feng certainly can not find, only Xiao Wuji, but only one day to know, he will help me?

In restlessness, I feel that I still want to try. If I can't, I have to escape. In short, I can't lose my life easily.

With a nervous mood, Yi Heng returns to the cottage just now.

"Master Xiao, is master Xiao there?" He knocked on the door in a low voice.

"Who? Come in. " There was Xiao Wuji's voice.

Yi Heng is glad to hear that and pushes the door in.

"Master Xiao Xian, it's me who came with elder martial brother Xu today."

"Younger brother Yi?" Xiao Wuji was a little surprised."If you don't have a good rest, what are you doing here this evening? Isn't there a suitable room? "

"No, no, the room is very good, just..."

seeing his face embarrassed, Xiao Wuji was puzzled, but he also understood that there were some people who had just entered the mountain gate.

"If you have any difficulties, I will solve them by all means."

"Well, I went to take a bath by the river tonight, and I met a monk named Li Yijia..." Yi Heng told the whole process honestly.

Xiao Wuji heard half, he was surprised to open his mouth, after the reaction, came out of the counter, left and right to see him around, straight see him hair.

"You beat Li Yijia? And cry? "

"Well, I didn't mean to. I was forced to be helpless."

"Well, I see. Go back." Xiao Wuji seems to be trying to hold back the smile and wave his hand to say.

"Ah? Shouldn't I run for my life? But he said he wanted to find a master to kill me. " Yi Heng is a little worried.

"Peace of mind go back, I said nothing will be fine, hurry to go away."

Yi Heng went out of the house depressed and looked at the dark mountain. He didn't know what to do.

For the next two days, he hid in the yard and didn't dare to show up. Whenever there was a wind blowing at the door, he quickly prepared to escape.

But there is nothing, which is too strange. Is that boy telling a lie?

"I'm a cultivation genius, Li Yijia. I'll go! This dead swindler, I'll fight once every time I see you. "

After putting down his fear, Yi Heng came to the river again and washed it happily in the river. When he put on this cloth like Taoist robe, he immediately felt that the whole person was in a lot of spirits. When he went back, he would shake his sleeves at any time, straighten his back, and pretend to be out of the dust.

Just with the scar on the face, how to look like a bad way.

Lying on the bed, the door of the cottage is lazy to close. Anyway, there seems to be no one else here. Bathed in the moonlight from the wooden window, Yi Heng feels extremely peaceful.

The silence in the deep mountain is reflected at this time. The occasional insect sound spreads into my ears, as if at my side or far away.